your name is anya! *___*

Snegulka?

How does Beryl sound?

sonnae or zelkova

Remei!

Heureux!

Dawn

Bruce

>>580437
Seconding.

I initially wanted to go with George, but Anya is really good too.

Anya

Anya

gertrude

Anya seems the best fit, though I do like Snegulka for some reason. As usual, I shall have to just make it a combo.

Anya Snegulka.

FRACTAL 2014/06/23(Mon)19:13 No. 580466 ID: c3ad33
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Remei? It suits you. And now that we know that, we can begin ...

The drive out to your new job was long. Too long, mayhaps. You're needing to stretch your legs and by the time the van parks, its a relief. There are no other performers in the van, a slim rickety white thing with rusting red paint on the sides. The driver, who has barely said a word to you since he picked you up, hops out of the drivers seat and slides your door open. 'We walk from here,' he grumbles, wiping his snout-like nose on an enormous hand. 'You gotta piss?' You blink and shake your head, looking around. The driver shuffles away behind the van and you hear him unzip his pants to relieve himself. You scuttle away from the noise, looking across the way. There's a large red tent in the distance, the only thing in sight aside from the vast expanse of desert in front of you.

FRACTAL & cryptidriot 2014/06/23(Mon)19:14 No. 580467 ID: c3ad33
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You click your spinnerets together nervously and slowly realize the shadow looming over you. It's the driver. You can see now, his nametag reads RALPH in stick thin letters. 'They're waiting for you,' he says, gesturing to the far-away tent.

FRACTAL & cryptidriot 2014/06/23(Mon)19:14 No. 580468 ID: c3ad33
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You stall for a moment, but Ralph does not move, signaling that you must walk alone. You start to turn, to thank him, but he is already walking back to the van. He pulls a walkie talkie to his mouth. 'Aranya's on its way,' you do not recognize the language. You scuttle quickly to the tent where a similair looking man is waiting by the tent flap. He puts a hand on your chest. 'Freaks don't enter through here. around to the back, aranya, he growls.

FRACTAL & cryptidriot 2014/06/23(Mon)19:14 No. 580469 ID: c3ad33
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Your leg hairs bristle and you move around the tent. Near a bramble of green-brown brushes a motley crew is gathered. One of the heads on what appears to be a two-headed body is looking at you. You wave, wondering if the effort is fruitless. But the second head turns as well, and then both open, simultaneously announcing your arrival. 'The newbies here,' they say excitedly. An antlered woman turns to greet you. 'How was the drive?' she asks smoothly. 'I'm Selina, and this is Peter ... and Peter.' The two headed boy nods both heads in acknowledgement. 'And Kyla's in her tank,' he adds in harmony, inclining one head towards a nondescript tank with a tail poking out.

FRACTAL & cryptidriot 2014/06/23(Mon)19:15 No. 580470 ID: c3ad33
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'Remei,' you offer. 'It's my first day, and no one's telling me whats going on?' Kyla pops out of the water, scowling and dripping wet. 'No one tells us what's going on,' she says. 'We're just here for them to look at.'. Right, you think. Just a sideshow freak. But you were lucky to land this job! You feel as if you are here to change something! However, you dont reveal that to your new friends. 'Tonight's show show starts in an hour,' a mechanical voice over a PA system announces. Peter and Peter look at you. 'Want a tour?'

>>580470
Yes please!

>>580470
A tour sounds like fun. Is there any place for a half-spider to get something to eat around here?

be nice not to get lost.

>>580469
Such a lovely tri--Uh, would they be a trio or a quadrio? Either way, they're quite friendly!
>>580470
Yes, a tour would be much appreciated.

fuck the tour. say "gimmee some grub and a map"

Where's the Man With The Upside-down Face?

go along with the tour if your feeling up to it! u could make some new friends :)

>>580467
>>580468
Oh, we're a short little thing, aren't we. That's a different take on a drider.

>No one tells us what's going on,' she says. 'We're just here for them to look at.
That's a little disappointing. You'd think it would be more interesting if we put some showmanship into it. Freaks doing something has to be more engaging than freaking sitting there.

>>580475
Yup.

yes a tour but make it quick maybe !!

What does the show consist of? If you don't already know, ask.

go for the tour, maybe you can ask Peter and Peter some questions while you're at it

FRACTAL & cryptidriot 2014/06/25(Wed)00:08 No. 580974 ID: c3ad33
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You nod. 'A tour would be nice.' The peters begin walking towards the back of the big tent. 'I'ts fine, just leave me 'ere,' says Kyla in a throaty voice. You look at her. 'What happens in the show?' you ask quickly. Kyla shrugs and smacks her tail against the water. 'The dancers dance, the mimes mime, the clowns clown around… we're summoned in to walk around and do some shitty tricks… you got any silk in that fine ass of yers? Anyway. There's a new kid headlining tonight. The ringmaster just looooves him,' she drawls. 'The peters are leaving without you,' she adds pointedly, plunging back into her tank. Selina looks at you apologetically. 'Shes just moody,' she adds cautiously. 'Have a good tour'.

FRACTAL & cryptidriot 2014/06/25(Wed)00:09 No. 580975 ID: c3ad33
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You scuttle over to Peter. He opens the tent flap and ducks inside, waving you on. The tent is smaller than your older circus jobs. You begin to ask the Peters how everyone manages, but he waves you off. A long hallway runs behind a draped curtain with stalls filled with clothing, dressing tables, bright lights, and the like. You hear chattering from inside some of the stalls, smell thick powder and makeup. 'These are the dressing stations,' , marching quickly down the hallway. 'Equipment rooms, dining hall, and medic station.' You make a nervous noise-- breaking eight legs and 48 knees must be worse than the human counterpart, you think. Peter shrugs. 'Rarely used.' He makes a turn at the end of the hallway, entering the other side of the curtain. An auditorium seems to loom in front of you. To your surprise, Peter says '50 audience members a night.' Above you are stage lights, ropes, and hundreds of crisscrossed beams. A magician's box is set up in the corner, a clown's car parked in the sidestage. Labor workers swarm around you and a horse stomps its hooved leg somewhere close behind you. Peter takes you outside a side flap, where there’s a sparse grassy patch with parked vehicles. 'Our own transportation. Visitors have to walk. It’s weird, but… they just eat it up. Vegas, you know?' You nod, taking it all in.

FRACTAL & cryptidriot 2014/06/25(Wed)00:09 No. 580976 ID: c3ad33
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'We should go to our stall,' Peter decides, ushering you back inside. You slip into the tent and around the hallway to the first stall on the left. Selina is there, in front of a mirror putting wax on her antlers. She turns to Peter. 'Ringmaster's here,' she says seriously. 'He wants us to look real good. Kyla's getting a new tail cover fitted. He must have found someone new...' She purses her lips.

FRACTAL & cryptidriot 2014/06/25(Wed)00:09 No. 580977 ID: c3ad33
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Before you can ask what that means, someone pokes their head into your stall. 'I'm looking for the aranya', she says. 'That’s me,' you say, turning to look at her. You take a step back and bump into Selina's chair. The woman looking for you looks as if she stepped out of a 20's pinup magazine. Her hair bounces and curls tightly against her stone smooth cheeks, chiseled under unblinking eyes with frighteningly long eyelashes. Her smile stretches clear across her face. 'It's time for your checkup, dear,' she says, ushering you into the hall. You look at Peter, but both of his heads are whispering urgently to Selina.

>>580977
Tell her you hope her hands aren't cold. Ask her what's with the getup. Does she go on stage too?

>>580977
Cause that's not scary at all, oh and is that supposed to be an inverted cross on her hat?

make small talk, maybe you can find out who's headlining tonight.

...what kind of checkup?

ask her what sort of nurse she is and if shes professional

>>580989
Obviously it's a St. Peter's cross and she's a hardcore Catholic.
Go on, follow her, what have we got to lose?

So, she's also part of the freak show?

"oh uhh... is this standard practice for everyone when they join? And what will the checkup involve exactly? I don't want to take up to much of your time if the show's about to start."

FRACTAL & cryptidriot 2014/07/03(Thu)21:40 No. 582726 ID: 6b7ea4
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You see no choice but to go with her. 'My checkup?' you ask rudely. She smiles wider. 'Of course. you're new here, and I'm the resident nurse. There's a show tonight and I need to see you're healthy as a horse! Don’t want you dropping dead out there!' she laughs, throwing her head back to the sky.

‘The resident nurse? You aren’t part of the freak show, like us?’ you inquire carelessly. She stops so suddenly that you bump into her. Her head slowly turns. ‘What exactly are you trying to imply?’ she asks sweetly. You decide to drop the issue, and fast.

FRACTAL & cryptidriot 2014/07/03(Thu)21:40 No. 582727 ID: 6b7ea4
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She ushers you into a large stall with two cots and little else. A boy is sitting on the other cot. Small bruises litter his arms. A finely pressed magicians suit lays next to him. His eyes are rimmed in red, his hair a shock of blonde. The nurse nods curtly towards him. 'Just play your show,' she says flatly, turning back to you. Her smile creeps across her face again. 'Call me Lucy,' she says, extending her hand. You reach out to take hers, and she grabs you, tracing your arm hairs. 'I love bugs,' she says mildly. You grimace. 'Speculative biology major, entomology concentration,' she murmurs. 'Open your mouth'. Your brows furrow but you do as you are told. Lucy opens a small medics box and takes out some equipment. After a quick series of checking your vital signs and orifices, she puts her things away. 'You’re all good! Show starts soon!' she beams, pushing you out the door.

FRACTAL & cryptidriot 2014/07/03(Thu)21:40 No. 582728 ID: 6b7ea4
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The boy from earlier is waiting on the sidestage, wringing his hands. The suit covers his bruises and makeup has been applied to give his face a sheen, done-up look. He catches your eye. 'What are you doing here?' he says thickly. 'I mean, what are you doing? What should I be doing?'

You smile in sympathy. 'First night? Mine too,' you say, inclining your head. 'I’ve never had a job,' he says to you. 'I mean, I do magic, I’m good, everyone says I’m good, but.' He ends abruptly, peeking behind the draped curtain. 'They’re all sitting out there. Him, too. He's watching.' You open your mouth to ask who he means, what’s wrong, why he's so upset, what are the bruises, but a group of ballerinas rushes in between you and him and onto the stage. The audience claps politely and the lights go down. 'I think I have to go,' you say, looking towards your stall. Before you can go, he whispers out, “I’m Hollis.” A stiff smile forces its way across his lips. “Good luck.”

uh, yeah good luck to you too.

might as well head back to were we came to see where we have to go? I mean they did say all we really had to do is move around and do some tricks... maybe we should ask about that before we go on stage.

> ‘The resident nurse? You aren’t part of the freak show, like us?’
I love you.

> I mean, what are you doing? What should I be doing?
That's a good question, actually. What exactly should you do? What you did in your previous circus? Do you need to prepare anything for your show? Anyway, this kid looks quite apprehensive. Extend your hand to him, tell your name and, with a good smile, wish him good luck too.

>rudely, carelessly
Judgmental narrator or sloppy protagonist, there.

>Good luck.
Remei. And good luck to you as well, Hollis.

Try to smile back, he needs it, I think.

make a mental note to meet up with him later, and reflect that there's something... Fishy... About this circus, and it isnt kyla. where did he get those bruises on his arms?
on that note, we best scamper to where we should be and steer clear of creepy nurse lucy. Id find peter- he's been kind n helpful so far!
((He's also major cute))

You should hurry, meet need to scurry for the show is about to begin
And you mustn't be late first chance you must take before horrors creep into light
Remember his name remember his face because about all too soon only you will telling his story