Realistic or Modern Cirque de Monstres

[The Darkling]

Freyja had finished at least a dozen feathered needles at this point and she was happy with that. Six for each side of her back and maybe she could fashion even more creative ways and things to pierce through her body. She decided to sit by the door of her trailer eating some of the fruit she had picked, looking around as the others prepared for the evening. In this light she shielded her eyes from the sun. The fact her irises were white made the pain unbearable for her eyes at times, even if it wasnt that bright out.

 

[Lady Luna Ravenswood]

She finished putting out the flames and talked to a staff member about having a platform by the small tent for tonight and a bucket of water. She picked up her two hoops and Danu. She set the hoops by the small tent and, picked up a black skirt she had set there. She put it on over the shorts and made her way in side. She needed make sure her other two snakes made it into the ten for her rehearsal in a bit. She was happy to se Banana and Anubis in their tanks. She talked a bit to some new staff about not messing with Anubis, since he was a king cobra. She inspected the ring to make sure there was nothing to distract Anubis. The last thing she needed was a out of control cobra. Satisfied with the condition of the ring she Put Danu on an empty stool and grabbed a cane. She slowly picked Anubis up with the cane and brought him to the center of the ring. He was upright an pissed off. She queued for the drumming to start and began to work her magic on him. As she danced to the rhythm the snake slowly begins to sway with her. Like a weird tango she danced around snake. She ended te dance by kissing the snake. She was able to pick him up and move him back to his tank because he was still in a trance. She grabbed Danu and headed out. She waved to Shepard who looked like he wanted to go back in.

 

[vibrantsystem]

The man let out a short, abrupt gasp as the hand plunged into his chest, a small pale glow around the point the arm entered the body. It wasn't tearing at the fabric of the man's official-looking outfit. It was odd. The young man's arm was submerged in the man's chest, yes, but the man was still alive, screaming and gasping as the hand pushed and shoved at his internal organs. The hand wouldn't damage him-it would simply put him through excruciating pain.


With a cry of victory, the young man grasped something within the man's body, and withdrew his arm, a glittering, pale-green orb twinkling in his hand. The man that he had withdrawn such an "object" jerked around, spasms racking his form and he twitched and convulsed, much like a puppet being controlled by a puppeteer under assault from a particularly nasty wasp.


And then, the jerking stopped, and the body slumped over, crumpling to the ground in a small pile. The young man had removed the man's soul. And he was now dying.


It was a curious thing, the soul. While Cyke had removed it from the man, he wasn't sure as to what it would taste like. Every soul was different, some tasting like cinnamon, while others tasted like spinach. It was curious. This man, judging from the uniform he was wearing, was a council worker. What he was doing out the back of the showgrounds was beyond Cyke, but it didn't matter. The soul was out, and Cyke wished to drink it.


The soul was raised to Cyke's torn, gashed split of a mouth. It was still in his hand, but it was distorting, rippling, the surface of the twinkling sphere being sucked into the horrific, smiling mouth. It tasted like mint. It had been sooooo long since Cyke had tasted mint.


With the soul gone, the demon-human fusion fell to the ground, tearing at the body of the man. The man, his soul gone and removed, felt nothing. But he was still alive.


Cyke was dearly hoping that nobody would sneak up on him. The man's screams may have been heard, but he wasn't too sure. He didn't want anyone to see him like this, like a demon. He was trying to control that part of him. But out it had popped, screaming around, tearing and feasting on the flesh of human bodies.

 

[MittyMittens]

Red, satisfied with the wolves' performance exits the tent she had briefly practiced in. She didn't want to over do it before performance night and have the wolves become irritable and not willing to do their act. She made her way through camp, fetching herself a cotton candy as she passed through, giving small pieces to each of her wolves as she continued through. She glanced over at the woods, debating going for a run herself, a rabbit would be nice to have as opposed to eggs, various cooked meats and sugary treats.

 

[spacepanda]

Atl

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Atl gasped, the chains wrapped around him falling to the ground with a loud clank. He had momentarily lost control, his body becoming nothing but a black spectral mist - a mistake he was quickly able to correct before those around him had even noticed. Before those the chains had even hit the ground.


The workers in the main tent rewarded him with a quick applause, believing him to have just successfully escaped his chains per usual. Well, technically he did after all. He had mind enough to please them with a quick, charmful, bow before he hastily exited the tent. His pupils were dilated with excitement, his breath ran quick. Someone was about to die, and he was so so hungry.


A scream. A barely audible one. And then, a strange sense of…wrongness. No, he quickly realized, this one wasn’t for him. He could feel the life of the human slowly slipping away, but it’s body was already devoid of any nourishment. He could do nothing for the creature now.


“Three days,” he mumbled, kicking a post outside the tent in growing frustration.

 

[The Darkling]

Freyja stood up and stretched, if she was going to need someone to help her with her performance. She decided to get up and walk around camp looking for someone who would help her when her performance came up. A noise in the forest caught her attention, but with all the different people living here nothing surprised her. So like usual she ignored it.

 

[CrimsonEclipse]

With a loud and long yawn, Alekin woke up. "What time is it?" He asks, looking at his watch. "Damn, no time to waste!" He exclaimed, seeing that he woke up late. He looked around the trailer. The trailer was organized and neat, well, at least his part of the trailer is clean. He saw that Cykes have already left. "Where could that guy be?" He asked to himself, "Must have left for breakfast." Alekin went to eat breakfast, all alone. Bored and alone, he went to find Samantha, hoping to that she had more gossips to share.

 

[The Darkling]

Freyja walked around the camp, but most people were practicing already and she knew better than to bother them. She hovered and looked around for another few minutes then sighed. She wasnt even that friendly with many people here or at least knew them well to ask a favor. So in defeat she looked up at the sky and crossed her arms.

 

[Axeykins]

"Peeeerfect." Ignis cooed as one of the doves he had conjured landed on his arm. He stroked it's feathery white head as he inspected it. The feathers felt like the card's material and had the same shine as them as well and instead of eyes it had the suit of the card on either side of it's head. "Lets go test how this looks with the smoke and under the lights of the tent." He spoke cheerily to the bird even though it only offered a blank stare in return. "Ooooor celebrate success with a little nap. Whichever comes first." A loud yawn escaped as he headed off again.

 

[The Darkling]

Freyja cursed at the sky and that none of her friends or family form the old country could help her. The fact that she wasnt malicious enough to be one of them made them disown her. So now she couldn't call upon anyone of her family to help. Which wasnt to bad since they would probably burn the whole place down. She stopped hovering and stood there lifting her black skirt so it wasnt dragging along the dirt.

 

[Lady Luna Ravenswood]

Nora walked up to Freyja who seemed upset.


"Everything alright Freyja?"


She looked at fairy with a concerned friend look. That was the one thing about this circus, they were all outcasts so they always had each others backs. Danu looked up at the fairy as well. Freyja's act was one of Nora's favorites.

 

[The Darkling]

Freyja smiled at one of the performers she knew, "Hey Nora..yea its fine. Just thinking back at the old times ya know. And hi Danu" She smiled at the snake. She always loved snakes and Danu was one of her favorites. "You know how it is..im sure we al think of home at one point or another while we live here. Though im much better off here"

 

[vibrantsystem]

Cyke pulled himself away from the bloody pile flesh that was now on the ground. The demon had been through it, pulling out the “best parts” and gnawing on the bones like an animal. The taste was divine. Cyke had been trying so hard to contain himself-and his urges-yet, he simply couldn’t. It wasn’t possible. When he had been living off the souls and flesh of rats and mice for the past few months, he had longed for something more…substantial.


The demon grinned, before turning away from the mangled, deformed corpse. There was no use for it now. In one swift movement, the demon snapped its fingers, and the corpse exploded into small, twinkling fragments of glass, and the blood that had run over the figure’s strong torso and creepy face vanished, leaving the skin pale clean of any impurities.


Cyke then began to flap his large, draconic wings, his grin still slashed across his face. While he hadn’t made any movements to indicate he had performed demonic magic, he had, for he was now completely invisible. Every part of him. He could still see himself, but he knew he was unable to be seen. Which was good, as he dropped down silently next to Nora and Freyja, seeing them for the first time that morning.


‘Good day,’ Cyke greeted, his accent showing as he rippled into view, the draconic wings fully visible.

 

[The Darkling]

Freyja put her hand on her chest sucking in a breath, "Cyke...your lucky im starting to get used to that" She turned to see his wings, her own wings flittering as she hovered. She thought for a small moment the smelled blood and she raised her eyebrow, "Been having fun?" The smell of the forest was on him to. A fae such as herself was not blind to this.

 

[vibrantsystem]

Cyke turned red very slightly for a second and made a small coughing noise. The smile faded slightly, giving him an embarrassed look. It lasted only briefly though, as he looked up again, apologising to the fae hurriedly. He hadn’t meant to scary her or anything of the sort. While he may have looked slightly terrifying, Cyke wasn’t actually the worst thing ever. He could be when he was alone, but beyond that, he wasn’t too bad. Barring what he had to feed off, that was. But that was a small thing, and he assumed he could be forgiven for that. Well, he hoped that he would be forgiven. If he was or not, depending on whether or not he was found out was an entirely different story, and one that Freyja was picking up on, it seemed.


‘Yes, actually,’ Cyke grinned. While he wasn’t exactly proud at what he had done to the man, he was willing to tell whoever asked. They all had their strange mannerisms there at the circus. That was how it worked. ‘There was some official looking man back there,’ Cyke began to explain. ‘He was snooping around, and he saw me. So I drank his soul and fed upon his flesh,’ he said, not letting his words turn into an embarrassed mumble. He wasn’t going to be ashamed of what he was.

 

[The Darkling]

Freyja put on a small grin and put her hand on her hip, "Well im glad your looking out for everything here..the last thing we need is people like that coming here when we arent ready. Dont worry im not giving you crap about it..dark fae are just very sensitive to the smell. Its tantalizing but I try to avoid coming near it. Which is weird since my performance has blood in it" She shrugged and noticed he seemed to be a bit embarrassed. She touched his shoulder and tilted her head to the side, her hair flowing down and over her shoulder, "Its who you are. Nothing bad.."

 

[Lady Luna Ravenswood]

She gave a warm smile to Freyja.


"My home has always been the road so I guess I'm used to it."


She jumped a little a cyke apperaring out of nowhere.


"Goddamnit Cyke."


Danu seemed just as surprised. She saw that Cyke had some fun. She had guessed right as he described his morning so far.


"Well that's why they made this circus, a judge free zone for people like us."

 

[vibrantsystem]

While Cyke was indeed feeling grateful regarding Freyja’s understanding, her words had annoyed him. It was who he was, but at the same time, it wasn’t. He didn’t want to be a demon. He had never asked for it. It wasn’t his fault. He hated the fact that he had to kill people in order to live. It was disgusting and vile, and yet, he enjoyed doing so. It wasn’t him. And it was at the same time.


That was the funny thing. While Cyke may seemed to be in two minds about his whole “being a human turned demon” thing, he was actually fairly stable. Mentally, anyway. Or at least he was when he was around other people. Or creatures. When he wasn’t, he was fairly insane, in all honesty. He was able to do a good job at hiding it though, and being with the circus for such a long time had allowed him to be able to keep his impulses under control for the most part. They did slip out on occasion, but he squashed them quickly.


‘Yeah, well, judge free,’ Cyke mumbled, looking at the ground. Due to how large his wings were, he seemed to always be bent forward slightly, as if the weight of them was too much for him to support. They weren’t though, and he wasn’t really sure why he did so.

 

[The Darkling]

Freyja frowned and took her hand from his arm. She wondered if she had said something to him that was upsetting, "Forgive me if I said something wrong.." She was not used to trying to help others. She herself had things she was not proud of and she would not want people to be happy for it. She hadnt felt this way around people before and her cheeks burned. It was embarrassing really and she took a deep breath, "I am sorry.."

 

[Lady Luna Ravenswood]

"Come on, you think some of us had a choice about this? No, no one did. That's why this is here, we are all suffering a cruel fate."


She looked at the sky for a second before looking at Cyke again.


"We might as well suffer together. Society won't accept us for who we are."


She gave a slight smile.


"Sorry about that, just a little rant."


She always thought the renn faire was going to be her home forever but, when she accidentally reviled that she wasn't entirely human she was kicked out. The circus is her home now.

 

[vibrantsystem]

Cyke looked up when Freyja apologised. He hadn’t meant to offend her. She was nice enough, and he didn’t really want to get on her wrong side, as, while Cyke had never seen her furious, he didn’t really want to. But then again, he wasn’t sure if she’d try and hurt him, given that she seemed to be so gentle towards him. He didn’t know sometimes.


‘No no no,’ Cyke said, trying to stop Freyja from apologising to him. ‘It wasn’t anything you said,’ he smiled at her, trying his hardest to not produce a horrific smile. It was hard for him to actually smile nicely at someone without making it look like he was implying he was about to tear their face off. ‘It’s just me being emotional and such,’ he said, looking around and correcting his posture, before turning to look at Nora.


‘Yes, well, my parents screaming when they saw me like this,’ he said with a shallow grin, the polite, almost nice smile he had given to Freyja earlier gone. ‘They screamed and screamed when I tried to comfort them, talk to them, try to work things out. But they didn’t wish to. They didn’t want their son to come near them. They didn't want their son anymore. Not when he looked like I do now.’

 

[The Darkling]

Freyja managed a small smile, she hadnt told anyone about the darker side of her way of life. That dark fae find the smell of blood delicious, and once they taste blood they make a connection with that person. But forever crave their blood. Many humans were killed that way by her kind and she always tried to avoid it. But Cyke didnt seem like the kind of person who would judge that. And maybe if she told him he would know that she really did understand it. She hugged herself. Though Nora was her friend she never wanted her to know.

 

[spacepanda]

Kori

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Now freshly showered, Kori made her way out of the bathroom of her trailer and slithered back into her bedroom. Her forked tongue escaped her lips for a moment and she narrowed her yellow eyes. Something smelled… off.


Coiling and uncoiling her tail she put a finger to her red lips, searching the room before noticing her homemade prison had been tampered with. “What the hell,” she hissed.


Although her room was, as a general rule, complete chaos, she liked to think of it as organized chaos. The laundry basket was just where she had left it, still in it’s up-side down position. But the books she had placed on top were now clearly askew… and Lunch was missing.


“What the hell!” She screamed his time, her anger contorting what she perceived as a face of great beauty, to one of great displeasure. “LUNCH!” She cried again.


Slamming open the trailer door, she reverted to her human form. “What the hell!” She exclaimed, as a small raindrop nestled itself in the crook of her collarbone. Her eyes spotted a group of her fellow circus members in the distance, and she quickly made her way to them in giant strides.


“WHAT. THE. HELL!” Screaming once more, this time she directed her fury to Nora, Freyja, and Cyke.

 

[Lady Luna Ravenswood]

"Fate's a cruel mistress huh."


Paul walked up to the group. He turned to Nora.


"My dear, it seems Anubis is still in a trance. Make sure he is normal feisty self by tonight."


He looked over at the other two.


"We all need to lighten up! Its a circus have fun!"


He was bout to say something else when Kori started yelling at people.


"Oh dear."


He quickly walked away. He wasn't about to be in path of her fury.


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"Oh, okay."


Nora wondered why Anubis was still in a trance, usually he was okay by now. She was about respond when she heard Kori yelling.


"What! What's wrong?"


She put her hands up as if Kori was pointing a gun at her.


"Calm down and tell me what happened."


Danu tried to make a run for it like Paul had but, she grabbed the snake. She wondered what had Kori so worked up.

 

[spacepanda]

Kori

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Kori grimaced, “Someone has been in my trailer, and someone has stolen my Lunch.” She attempted to calm herself with deep breaths for a moment before deciding it was pointless. Someone had taken what was hers, and they would pay if she found them.


Noticing Paul’s hasty retreat, she yelled after him. “Was it you!?” She shook her fist. Turning again to the small group in front of her she folded her arms. “Did any of you happen to notice someone coming out of my trailers?!” Demanding, rather than asking seemed to be her usual way of conversation. As far as she was concerned, no one was really worth her time.


At least that’s how she felt about women, anyway. She did attempt to be somewhat flirty with the men, a plan that never usually seemed to work due to her otherwise nasty attitude.


“Oh, Cyke!” She exclaimed in a voice a little too sweet for her comfort. “Did you happen to throw away a skunk this morning?”


Above a light drizzle began...