Introduction
"Bonjour and Bienvenue, Ladies and Gentleman. I am Lady De Lioncourt and this is Cirque Du Freak. Before we begin our magnificent show this evening, I would like to tell you a little bit about the history of 'Freak' shows."
Lady De LionCourt takes a pause as the audience groans.
"Since Antiquity, visually unusual beings have been exhibited in public spaces. In parts of southern Europe there was formerly plied a nefarious trade in maiming and mutilating young children for the purpose of producing distressing deformities to excite pity and thus induce alms. An instance of such mutilation is made romantic use of by Victor Hugo in his story L'Homme qui rit. Later freak shows featuring a number of ‘monsters’ contributed to the success of travelling shows. For more than a hundred years, the sideshow was to become an indispensable appendage of American circus culture. The first one of its kind systematically organized was contained in P.T. Barnum's Great Travelling Museum, Menagerie, Caravan and Hippodrome and the countless imitations which followed in its wake habitually featured the same classic attractions, including the giant, the fat lady, the midget, the three-legged boy, the armless wonder and the thin man.
Now, My "freaks" are not just visually unusual beings, but they are also performers with supernatural abilities. So Sit back, relax, and enjoy the show."
A puff of smoke appears around Lady De LionCourt. When it disperses the stage is blank.
LATER THAT EVENING:
Lady De Lioncourt: "So you say you would like to be a part of my show?"
You: "Yes."
Lady De Lioncourt: "Please fill out an application."
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Rire played by Ziddie
Lady Aryanna De LionCourt
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Lady De LionCourt takes a pause as the audience groans.
"Since Antiquity, visually unusual beings have been exhibited in public spaces. In parts of southern Europe there was formerly plied a nefarious trade in maiming and mutilating young children for the purpose of producing distressing deformities to excite pity and thus induce alms. An instance of such mutilation is made romantic use of by Victor Hugo in his story L'Homme qui rit. Later freak shows featuring a number of ‘monsters’ contributed to the success of travelling shows. For more than a hundred years, the sideshow was to become an indispensable appendage of American circus culture. The first one of its kind systematically organized was contained in P.T. Barnum's Great Travelling Museum, Menagerie, Caravan and Hippodrome and the countless imitations which followed in its wake habitually featured the same classic attractions, including the giant, the fat lady, the midget, the three-legged boy, the armless wonder and the thin man.
Now, My "freaks" are not just visually unusual beings, but they are also performers with supernatural abilities. So Sit back, relax, and enjoy the show."
A puff of smoke appears around Lady De LionCourt. When it disperses the stage is blank.
LATER THAT EVENING:
Lady De Lioncourt: "So you say you would like to be a part of my show?"
You: "Yes."
Lady De Lioncourt: "Please fill out an application."
APPLICATION:
Name:
Age:
Picture(optional):
Gender:
Eye Color:
Hair Color:
Weight:
Height:
How Are You Visually Unusual:
Supernatural Ability:
Hobbies:
Dislikes:
Likes:
Special Talents:
Other:
The Cirque Family:
Rire played by Ziddie
Lady Aryanna De LionCourt
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5. If you have any plot ideas or problems with the game, please let me know ASAP, so I can resolve the issue immediately. Just so I know you read through my rules, please put your favorite novel in the other category.
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Aryanna stood at a ticket counter collecting people's money and exchanging tickets. Happy and excited murmurs filled the tent as the people filed in. When the audience had finally settled, she closed the ticket counter and headed to her caravan to quickly change into her costume. It had white leather britches, a black ruffled top, a red overcoat trimmed with gold, and to top it off a top hat. Smoke filled the stage and as it dispersed, Aryanna appeared on stage. Clapping started immediately.
"Bonjour and Bienvenue, Ladies and Gentleman. I am Lady De Lioncourt and this is Cirque Du Freak. Before we begin our magnificent show this evening, I would like to tell you a little bit about the history of 'Freak' shows, and explain a few of my rules. Since Antiquity, visually unusual beings have been exhibited in public spaces. In parts of southern Europe there was formerly plied a nefarious trade in maiming and mutilating young children for the purpose of producing distressing deformities to excite pity and thus induce alms. An instance of such mutilation is made romantic use of by Victor Hugo in his story L'Homme qui rit. Later freak shows featuring a number of ‘monsters’ contributed to the success of travelling shows. For more than a hundred years, the sideshow was to become an indispensable appendage of American circus culture. The first one of its kind systematically organized was contained in P.T. Barnum's Great Travelling Museum, Menagerie, Caravan and Hippodrome and the countless imitations which followed in its wake habitually featured the same classic attractions, including the giant, the fat lady, the midget, the three-legged boy, the armless wonder and the thin man. Now, My "freaks" are not just visually unusual beings, but they are also performers with supernatural abilities. Now here are my rules. One, No cat-calling. Two, no booing. Three, I suggest you follow my rules or you will be public humiliated for the rest of your life. Don't under-estimate me," Aryanna said, "But don't worry, follow my rules and we'll get along just fine."
The audience is deadly silent before cheering began again.
"So I implore you, Ladies and gentlemen, Sit back, relax, and enjoy," Aryanna said before another puff of smoke appeared and she disappeared. She reappeared in the crow's nest like spot in the center pole.
"Our first act is the ever so wonderful Brody," She announced.
"Bonjour and Bienvenue, Ladies and Gentleman. I am Lady De Lioncourt and this is Cirque Du Freak. Before we begin our magnificent show this evening, I would like to tell you a little bit about the history of 'Freak' shows, and explain a few of my rules. Since Antiquity, visually unusual beings have been exhibited in public spaces. In parts of southern Europe there was formerly plied a nefarious trade in maiming and mutilating young children for the purpose of producing distressing deformities to excite pity and thus induce alms. An instance of such mutilation is made romantic use of by Victor Hugo in his story L'Homme qui rit. Later freak shows featuring a number of ‘monsters’ contributed to the success of travelling shows. For more than a hundred years, the sideshow was to become an indispensable appendage of American circus culture. The first one of its kind systematically organized was contained in P.T. Barnum's Great Travelling Museum, Menagerie, Caravan and Hippodrome and the countless imitations which followed in its wake habitually featured the same classic attractions, including the giant, the fat lady, the midget, the three-legged boy, the armless wonder and the thin man. Now, My "freaks" are not just visually unusual beings, but they are also performers with supernatural abilities. Now here are my rules. One, No cat-calling. Two, no booing. Three, I suggest you follow my rules or you will be public humiliated for the rest of your life. Don't under-estimate me," Aryanna said, "But don't worry, follow my rules and we'll get along just fine."
The audience is deadly silent before cheering began again.
"So I implore you, Ladies and gentlemen, Sit back, relax, and enjoy," Aryanna said before another puff of smoke appeared and she disappeared. She reappeared in the crow's nest like spot in the center pole.
"Our first act is the ever so wonderful Brody," She announced.
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Drendale looked out from behind the curtain a bit , there was a crowd. But of course there was a crowd , they came here to see some freaks and more freaks But he really thought if he could go out there without fainting. He shook the thought from his mind ,of course he could do it ,i mean he had the courage to sigh up for being here , he still wondered how he managed that. But he was still glad Brody was going first and not him , he still had to figure out what he was going to do or if Aryanna would tell him to do something.
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Aryanna appeared beside Drendale.
"You look nervous, darling. Is something eating you from the inside out?" She asked, a slightly crooked grin was on her face. She had complete faith in Drendale. She looked down at the floor and then back up at him. What is his act exactly?
"What is your act for tonight, darling?" She asked again, "Follow me. You need a better costume. She headed towards the caravan where the dressing rooms were.
"You look nervous, darling. Is something eating you from the inside out?" She asked, a slightly crooked grin was on her face. She had complete faith in Drendale. She looked down at the floor and then back up at him. What is his act exactly?
"What is your act for tonight, darling?" She asked again, "Follow me. You need a better costume. She headed towards the caravan where the dressing rooms were.
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Drendale followed Aryanna into the dressing room , a bit unsure of what he was going to do. As he waited he looked at Aryanna."I don't know what to do for my act , Have any ideals?" He asked and looked at the ground. He rolled his shoulders , a bit shakey.
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“Sorry...” A red-and-gold masked young man appeared from amongst a rack of costumes already cloaked in a mass of burgundy lace and silk. “And I'm sorry for intruding, my Lady. I had thought I had lost this.” With a nervous laugh, the boy gestured at his new face for that evening. His unmoving mouth—forever signaling pleasant smiles, copied the close-mouthed grin beneath.
“Drendale, do you need help with anything?” He asked cautiously while fastening a belt around his waist. “Can I be of any assistance before I go to the tent?” The expressionless mask turned to the both of them, the eyes beneath slightly worried. A nervous performer was never good. Never good at all. The boy needed something special—and Rire wanted to help!
“Drendale, do you need help with anything?” He asked cautiously while fastening a belt around his waist. “Can I be of any assistance before I go to the tent?” The expressionless mask turned to the both of them, the eyes beneath slightly worried. A nervous performer was never good. Never good at all. The boy needed something special—and Rire wanted to help!
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Mira was never a morning person. The thought of being up before five p.m appalled her, horrified her even. Odd how Miss 'I can make my joints snap more musically than an orchestra' was actually repulsed by something.
When her eyes first flickered open, grazing just over the ridge of the blanket, she groaned and dove under the covers. It was too late. Already, her body was waking up, eating away at morning grogginess. Well, that is, evening grogginess, seeing as it was late. Time for the show, eh?
Mira darted out from her small nest of bed coverings, wide eyed. "Yes!" She hissed with a grin, hurrying to the dressing area. Oh, whoops. There was Drendale, Rire, and Aryanna.
"Figures," she muttered under her breath. Then, raising her voice so it could be heard, Mira rummaged through the clothes rack and piped, "I, um, just woke up. Who's first?"
She grabbed the sleeve of her outfit, pulling it out of the mayhem. See, she wouldn't really mind the fact the costume rack was all wonky, if her outfit wasn't so frickin' delicate looking. It worried her every time she touched it that maybe she would rip it or a thread would come loose.
But, jeez, that's petty. She folded the cloth over her arm and pressed her fingertip to her chin. Was she that petty? She moved her hand away from her face and flashed them a smile. In her bones (heheh) she could feel it. Tonight is gonna be a good night.
When her eyes first flickered open, grazing just over the ridge of the blanket, she groaned and dove under the covers. It was too late. Already, her body was waking up, eating away at morning grogginess. Well, that is, evening grogginess, seeing as it was late. Time for the show, eh?
Mira darted out from her small nest of bed coverings, wide eyed. "Yes!" She hissed with a grin, hurrying to the dressing area. Oh, whoops. There was Drendale, Rire, and Aryanna.
"Figures," she muttered under her breath. Then, raising her voice so it could be heard, Mira rummaged through the clothes rack and piped, "I, um, just woke up. Who's first?"
She grabbed the sleeve of her outfit, pulling it out of the mayhem. See, she wouldn't really mind the fact the costume rack was all wonky, if her outfit wasn't so frickin' delicate looking. It worried her every time she touched it that maybe she would rip it or a thread would come loose.
But, jeez, that's petty. She folded the cloth over her arm and pressed her fingertip to her chin. Was she that petty? She moved her hand away from her face and flashed them a smile. In her bones (heheh) she could feel it. Tonight is gonna be a good night.
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"Sure you couldhelp me pick a costume and a act to do ,i don't really have one to do." He said and grinned a bit.
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"U-Um..." Upon the appearance of the little blonde, Rire stumbled slightly on his words. "H-hi Mira." The small eye contact was the most he could manage before the masked boy turned back to the racks. "Brody is supposed to be performing already," he said softly. "I'm sure when we get back out there he'll be done." Under his mask the boy felt his face heat up beneath the skin. He had been involved in the circus for long enough already not to get scared by girls anymore. Still...Mira made him slightly nervous. And it wasn't because of her amazing ability to crunch her bones. It was strictly because she was, well, female.
Rire put his attention back on helping Drendale. "Well...you, ah, you shapeshift, right?" He looked through the rack for something appropriate for that. "Into a dragon? That in itself is an act. Of course, you'll need something that's flashy but easy to strip out of..." Rire fumbled through the fabric until he touched something that held some weight. "You could probably mess with the trapeze if you wanted to." The red-cloaked boy pulled out a dark jacket with a somewhat decent amount of embellishments. "Does this suit your tastes?" He asked, holding it against the Drendale's form.
Rire put his attention back on helping Drendale. "Well...you, ah, you shapeshift, right?" He looked through the rack for something appropriate for that. "Into a dragon? That in itself is an act. Of course, you'll need something that's flashy but easy to strip out of..." Rire fumbled through the fabric until he touched something that held some weight. "You could probably mess with the trapeze if you wanted to." The red-cloaked boy pulled out a dark jacket with a somewhat decent amount of embellishments. "Does this suit your tastes?" He asked, holding it against the Drendale's form.
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Drendale smiled.''Yeah , as long as its not yellow." He looked at the dark jacket and nodded to himself.He was getting an ideal about what he could do , he could mimic vioces ,which he found fun. He got down the roaring part , but fly??? He still couldn't see how to stay alofted ,so maybe doing the trapeze or whatever that was could wait. If it ment falling... Drendale smiled at a thought , he looked around for Aryanna. "We do have a trapeze right?"
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Mira smiled a bit as she smoothed out a few invisible wrinkles in the fabric. She loved the red, diaphanous lace, her grin growing wider as her fingers brushed over a gem or two.
They were fake, of course, much too light to be real, but the counterfeit emeralds and amethyst did well enough from afar. Besides, she only worked with the clothing intimately for an extended period of time, seriously.
Upon hearing Drendale's question about the trapeze, she almost nodded. She was 900% sure! Well, she was more about 60% or 70% certain, the more she mulled it over. Okay, maybe not.
"So, um, not to be off topic or anything, but, Rire... You're pretty handy with style. You've got discerning tastes, like you're our own personal fashion designer. Nice mask by the way." Mira chuckled softly, holding her costume to her abdomen. "So, I'll leave you and change. I think. Brody's up and theeeen...?"
They were fake, of course, much too light to be real, but the counterfeit emeralds and amethyst did well enough from afar. Besides, she only worked with the clothing intimately for an extended period of time, seriously.
Upon hearing Drendale's question about the trapeze, she almost nodded. She was 900% sure! Well, she was more about 60% or 70% certain, the more she mulled it over. Okay, maybe not.
"So, um, not to be off topic or anything, but, Rire... You're pretty handy with style. You've got discerning tastes, like you're our own personal fashion designer. Nice mask by the way." Mira chuckled softly, holding her costume to her abdomen. "So, I'll leave you and change. I think. Brody's up and theeeen...?"
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"No," Rire laughed. "Yellow is not for performers anyhow. Very bad luck." He shook his head and snatched a pair of pants that seemed like they would fit the brunette. "Well...I think you should try it after some training, buddy. You don't have to work with it today. Try playing the clown part like I did when I started out. Just do what you're good at for now." He flashed a thumbs up. "Just have fun with it. Be scary. Be entertaining."
When Mira mentioned his sense of style the boy coughed, slightly embarassed. "I-I was a tailor in a past life. Thank you." Actually, he was a tailor's son. Still, Rire was still very experienced in the trade. "Oh and..." the boy rocked on his feet and half-laughed. "I could make you a mask too. If you'd like one, that is."
Suddenly jittery, the boy stumbled over himself. Suddenly, he was a little nervous as he wasn't sure who was up next. He hoped it wasn't him...that meant he was late to get to the tent. Startled, the masked boy turned to Lady Aryanna, asking the silent question.
When Mira mentioned his sense of style the boy coughed, slightly embarassed. "I-I was a tailor in a past life. Thank you." Actually, he was a tailor's son. Still, Rire was still very experienced in the trade. "Oh and..." the boy rocked on his feet and half-laughed. "I could make you a mask too. If you'd like one, that is."
Suddenly jittery, the boy stumbled over himself. Suddenly, he was a little nervous as he wasn't sure who was up next. He hoped it wasn't him...that meant he was late to get to the tent. Startled, the masked boy turned to Lady Aryanna, asking the silent question.
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Sorry for the delay, I'm in the middle of finals. Do you want me to type out his act of just say he went out there, did his stuff, and came back in (if you get what I mean)?
Re: [OOC] Le Cirque Du Freak
I am still waiting on one person to make a character, but if you really want to start. I'll do the initial post in a little while. Do you want to start at tonight's show? I'll do the intro. Your character is up first. :D
Re: [OOC] Le Cirque Du Freak
Reserve me a guy role? I'm not really sure what I want to be yet, but I'll figure something out. :3
I'll post my character when I get back from the mall.
I'll post my character when I get back from the mall.
Re: [OOC] Le Cirque Du Freak
Yes. But you do know that for every ten human years a vampire ages one.
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Well, you could be a performer. or do you mean like supernaturally? You could be a vampire, a witch, a werewolf, etc. Did that help?
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