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[b][u]Phillis Circus: Big Top - Pit[/b][/u]

Trixie clung onto her big sister upon being freed, inhaling and exhaling the biggest darnedest breaths she had ever taken in her life. Other than her mouth gaping for air, she seemed positively fine; the suffocation wasn't long enough to shake her vision, thanks to her generous rescue by none other than her big sister and friends. "Wow - gasp - I'm never - gasp - eating jelly again..."

The dolly centaur, having lost its front pair of legs, immediately crashed to the floor from the imbalance. It was futile; any parts of its body dislodged or destroyed would be immediately replaced by another, stronger limb formed by Guinevere's precious dolls, all broken and scattered around the arena. Its ability to recuperate was far too strong for a handful of guilders to wipe out.

At least, that's what Guinevere had banked on. No more dolls and toys had entered the tent since Vance's fall. Most now were completely beyond salvation, much less usage. Others were blown to bits entirely. There was nothing left to continue building itself from. Even its sticky hands were of no use now.

Perhaps more projectiles were in order. Similarly to the rhino, the dolly opened its "mouth" wide - by splitting its porcelain face in half from the center, opening up in an angle. Inside were more and more of those blasted toys, ready to fling themselves out at rapid speed.

But even that proved useless, as the head completely exploded before it could fire a single thing. From the pit, Trixie stood with one arm extended (the other still around Estelle), the barrel of her uzi in hand sizzling. She panted still, turning to Moira now and winking at her. "Gotta kill it at at its core or whatever, right?"

The dolly beast stumbled forward, and Xandra used all of her remaining might - "Raaagh!" - to jab her bladed pole into the dolly a final time. It penetrated the stomach easily, the plushes inside all squealing with horror as it jutted out the other end. Then Xandra yanked the pole to the side in order to bring the dolly-beast fully down to the ground. Its body twitched, and still more dolls composing it shrilled and shrieked, unable to stand back up, much less move.

A flash of light flooded the stage. Once the whiteness of it all died down, the mutated centaur dolly moved no more - aside from its plush exterior falling apart and pouring onto the stage from the beast like lava.

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"No... impossible..."

The rhino was obliterated. The tornado was skewered. The big blonde dolly Guinevere didn't even [i]know[/i] about until now was incinerated, penetrated, decimated from that witch's whip. And now, she was coming to finish her off for good.

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What was supposed to be a simple rescue mission turned into havoc. She had hoped her staying behind would have prevented things from becoming unhinged the way it did, but she knew now it was inevitable from the start. Friends and friendly strangers alike were injured in the fray, and her appearance had only made everything worse. Had it not been for everyone else, who knew what would've become of Trixie.

All these words and emotions flooded Amy's mind as she strode up the stairs to the stage, closer and closer to Guinevere. Guinevere, pretty pretty lady who thought of herself a princess, now scorned and trounced for what she had done - she backed away from Amy, back and back and back, until she could back away no further. Her hands, her delicate polished hands now dirty and ruined from battle, clutched onto the fabric walls behind her. Fear gripped her expression as much as contempt did Amy's.

The frightful woman stuttered. Pretty pristine princess, now pitiful and pathetic. "Everything else has been taken away from me. Everything. My parents, my home, my childhood - it's gone! It's all gone! I have nothing left! All because of you, damned filthy [b]witch![/b] What more could you possibly do to make--"

[i][b]SLAP![/b][/i]

Guinevere had fallen. Amy stood there, eyes cast down on the lady below her. "...dumb bitch."