[@Majoras End] Hey there. How's things?

I'm not entirely happy with the audition, was kind of distracted watching the football at the same time :lol Either way I hope you get an idea of what I was going for. If you need or want me to change anything then just let me know.

[hider=✦ The Harlequin ✦ ][color=cccccc][center][img]https://image.ibb.co/mQsTuy/harlequintitle.png[/img]

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[color=powderblue][b][sub]TRUE NAME [/sub][/b][/color][color=#b0e0e6]—[/color][color=#abd9df]—[/color][color=#a6d3d8]—[/color][color=#a2ccd1]—[/color][color=#9dc5ca]—[/color][color=#98bfc4]—[/color][color=#93b8bd]—[/color][color=#8eb1b6]—[/color][color=#89abaf]—[/color][color=#85a4a8]—[/color][color=#809da1]—[/color][color=#7b979a]—[/color][color=#769093]—[/color][color=#71898c]—[/color][color=#6d8386]—[/color][color=#687c7f]—[/color][color=#637578]—[/color][color=#5e6f71]—[/color][color=#59686a]—[/color][color=#556163]—[/color][color=#505b5c]—[/color][color=#4b5455]—[/color][color=#464d4e]—[/color][color=#414748]—[/color][color=#3c4041]—[/color][color=#38393a]—[/color][color=#333333]—[/color][color=#2e2c2c]—[/color]

Connor Sullivan

[color=powderblue][b][sub]DATE HE JOINED [/sub][/b][/color][color=#b0e0e6]—[/color][color=#abd9df]—[/color][color=#a6d3d8]—[/color][color=#a2ccd1]—[/color][color=#9dc5ca]—[/color][color=#98bfc4]—[/color][color=#93b8bd]—[/color][color=#8eb1b6]—[/color][color=#89abaf]—[/color][color=#85a4a8]—[/color][color=#809da1]—[/color][color=#7b979a]—[/color][color=#769093]—[/color][color=#71898c]—[/color][color=#6d8386]—[/color][color=#687c7f]—[/color][color=#637578]—[/color][color=#5e6f71]—[/color][color=#59686a]—[/color][color=#556163]—[/color][color=#505b5c]—[/color][color=#4b5455]—[/color][color=#464d4e]—[/color][color=#414748]—[/color][color=#3c4041]—[/color][color=#38393a]—[/color][color=#333333]—[/color][color=#2e2c2c]—[/color]

Thursday 5th October 1643

[color=powderblue][b][sub]HIS ACT [/sub][/b][/color][color=#b0e0e6]—[/color][color=#abd9df]—[/color][color=#a6d3d8]—[/color][color=#a2ccd1]—[/color][color=#9dc5ca]—[/color][color=#98bfc4]—[/color][color=#93b8bd]—[/color][color=#8eb1b6]—[/color][color=#89abaf]—[/color][color=#85a4a8]—[/color][color=#809da1]—[/color][color=#7b979a]—[/color][color=#769093]—[/color][color=#71898c]—[/color][color=#6d8386]—[/color][color=#687c7f]—[/color][color=#637578]—[/color][color=#5e6f71]—[/color][color=#59686a]—[/color][color=#556163]—[/color][color=#505b5c]—[/color][color=#4b5455]—[/color][color=#464d4e]—[/color][color=#414748]—[/color][color=#3c4041]—[/color][color=#38393a]—[/color][color=#333333]—[/color][color=#2e2c2c]—[/color]

The Harlequin / The Fool / The Jester

[color=powderblue][b][sub]HIS POWER [/sub][/b][/color][color=#b0e0e6]—[/color][color=#abd9df]—[/color][color=#a6d3d8]—[/color][color=#a2ccd1]—[/color][color=#9dc5ca]—[/color][color=#98bfc4]—[/color][color=#93b8bd]—[/color][color=#8eb1b6]—[/color][color=#89abaf]—[/color][color=#85a4a8]—[/color][color=#809da1]—[/color][color=#7b979a]—[/color][color=#769093]—[/color][color=#71898c]—[/color][color=#6d8386]—[/color][color=#687c7f]—[/color][color=#637578]—[/color][color=#5e6f71]—[/color][color=#59686a]—[/color][color=#556163]—[/color][color=#505b5c]—[/color][color=#4b5455]—[/color][color=#464d4e]—[/color][color=#414748]—[/color][color=#3c4041]—[/color][color=#38393a]—[/color][color=#333333]—[/color][color=#2e2c2c]—[/color]
[sub][i]His power is tied to his compulsion and takes the form of the Harlequins Mask.[/i][/sub]

[color=eccbff]✦ [b]The Laughter[/b][/color] is an ability that is neither supernatural or magical in origin, simply being something that happens as a result of his will. It is the ability to make any being whether human or supernatural laugh at his own will. This could be a simple giggle to the extreme of making someone laugh until they die. The deaths result in grotesque corpses with permanent grins of laughter etched into their cold, dead faces. Only those with the strongest willpower are able to resist. Further to this he is able to [i]throw[/i] his laugh to confuse and disorientate others.

[color=c5f5ff]✦ [b]The Deception[/b][/color] allows Connor to exist a moment in time before before all other beings. The split second gives him what is effectively a sense for incoming danger allowing for reaction times far superior to any mortal being. Where the deception comes in is the trickery of he can inflict upon those who gaze upon him. For someone shooting at him, he can dodge the incoming bullet but he can make them think he had been reduced to a bullet riddled corpse.

[color=ffffff]✦ [b]Compulsions[/b][/color] are a performers curse within this Circus. For Connor his is the requirement to keep his mask on when in the presence of others. For all his power and skill, he will only keep it as long as his face is kept hidden from the world.

[color=powderblue][b][sub]WHY HE JOINED THE CIRCUS [/sub][/b][/color][color=#b0e0e6]—[/color][color=#abd9df]—[/color][color=#a6d3d8]—[/color][color=#a2ccd1]—[/color][color=#9dc5ca]—[/color][color=#98bfc4]—[/color][color=#93b8bd]—[/color][color=#8eb1b6]—[/color][color=#89abaf]—[/color][color=#85a4a8]—[/color][color=#809da1]—[/color][color=#7b979a]—[/color][color=#769093]—[/color][color=#71898c]—[/color][color=#6d8386]—[/color][color=#687c7f]—[/color][color=#637578]—[/color][color=#5e6f71]—[/color][color=#59686a]—[/color][color=#556163]—[/color][color=#505b5c]—[/color][color=#4b5455]—[/color][color=#464d4e]—[/color][color=#414748]—[/color][color=#3c4041]—[/color][color=#38393a]—[/color][color=#333333]—[/color][color=#2e2c2c]—[/color]

A down on his luck street performer, Connor stood on the same street corner each and every day. No matter the abuse, no matter the threats, he would be there each and every day making the local children laugh and smile. This tenacity to practise his art no matter what stood in his way is what drew the Ringleader to Connor.

[color=powderblue][b][sub]THEIR BIOGRAPHY [/sub][/b][/color][color=#b0e0e6]—[/color][color=#abd9df]—[/color][color=#a6d3d8]—[/color][color=#a2ccd1]—[/color][color=#9dc5ca]—[/color][color=#98bfc4]—[/color][color=#93b8bd]—[/color][color=#8eb1b6]—[/color][color=#89abaf]—[/color][color=#85a4a8]—[/color][color=#809da1]—[/color][color=#7b979a]—[/color][color=#769093]—[/color][color=#71898c]—[/color][color=#6d8386]—[/color][color=#687c7f]—[/color][color=#637578]—[/color][color=#5e6f71]—[/color][color=#59686a]—[/color][color=#556163]—[/color][color=#505b5c]—[/color][color=#4b5455]—[/color][color=#464d4e]—[/color][color=#414748]—[/color][color=#3c4041]—[/color][color=#38393a]—[/color][color=#333333]—[/color][color=#2e2c2c]—[/color]

His history is one that he doesn't care to remember either and so he doesn't focus on it. He lives for the moment and the future, seeing history as something that does nothing but weigh a person down. If he truly took the time to reflect on his past he would drown within his own thoughts. Since joining The Circus he has found a home and family that he had lacked in his early life. As one of the earliest and longest serving members he is highly trusted and valued. Aside from his performances within the Circus itself, he has also proven to be a very capable hunter. His unique talents have tricked more demons that any one person would be able to keep count of. 

When not performing and hunting he is far from the character he portrays on stage. He is very open, compassionate and makes times for others. Whether it is a new member or someone suffering emotionally, he will go out of his way to listen. The biggest problem he has is his longing for love. He loved once...a woman who joined not long after he did. His inability to remove his mask was no barrier for her and the pair shared a love that blossomed. The sad truth is that after thirty years together she was taken from him by a demon, her very soul torn from her body and feasted upon before his eys. It has taken centuries but he can feel a longing within his heart that eats away at him once more. He wants to feel whole again.

[color=powderblue][b][sub]HIS CONNECTIONS [/sub][/b][/color][color=#b0e0e6]—[/color][color=#abd9df]—[/color][color=#a6d3d8]—[/color][color=#a2ccd1]—[/color][color=#9dc5ca]—[/color][color=#98bfc4]—[/color][color=#93b8bd]—[/color][color=#8eb1b6]—[/color][color=#89abaf]—[/color][color=#85a4a8]—[/color][color=#809da1]—[/color][color=#7b979a]—[/color][color=#769093]—[/color][color=#71898c]—[/color][color=#6d8386]—[/color][color=#687c7f]—[/color][color=#637578]—[/color][color=#5e6f71]—[/color][color=#59686a]—[/color][color=#556163]—[/color][color=#505b5c]—[/color][color=#4b5455]—[/color][color=#464d4e]—[/color][color=#414748]—[/color][color=#3c4041]—[/color][color=#38393a]—[/color][color=#333333]—[/color][color=#2e2c2c]—[/color]

Connor is one of the longest serving members of the Circus and takes the time to make them feel at home and comfortable. He is also one of the go to people when more serious threats emerge.

[color=powderblue][b][sub]HIS AUDITION [/sub][/b][/color][color=#b0e0e6]—[/color][color=#abd9df]—[/color][color=#a6d3d8]—[/color][color=#a2ccd1]—[/color][color=#9dc5ca]—[/color][color=#98bfc4]—[/color][color=#93b8bd]—[/color][color=#8eb1b6]—[/color][color=#89abaf]—[/color][color=#85a4a8]—[/color][color=#809da1]—[/color][color=#7b979a]—[/color][color=#769093]—[/color][color=#71898c]—[/color][color=#6d8386]—[/color][color=#687c7f]—[/color][color=#637578]—[/color][color=#5e6f71]—[/color][color=#59686a]—[/color][color=#556163]—[/color][color=#505b5c]—[/color][color=#4b5455]—[/color][color=#464d4e]—[/color][color=#414748]—[/color][color=#3c4041]—[/color][color=#38393a]—[/color][color=#333333]—[/color][color=#2e2c2c]—[/color]

The lights dimmed on the empty stage allowing the darkness to blanket everything and everyone in the room. With an audible accompanyment of percussion a spotlight hit the stage to find a crumpled body on the floor. The crowd stared blankly at the motionless mass caught in the spotlight. Moments passed by and people began to whisper, confused as to what they were watching. Then without warning the body rose upright almost as if picked up by the scruff of the neck, leaving the performer known as the Harlequin stood like a puppet. His head hung in his chest with his arms swaying at his side as his shock movement caused gasps to escape from some of the more jumpy audience member.

A thunderous bass drum echoed throughout the tent as slow percussion accompanyment followed behind. The Harlequin moved with each beat, his movements rigid and giving the impression he was more puppet than man. Soon the beat picked up and his movements became much more fluid, much more human like. Then with the crack of the drums once more tha movement and noise ceased.

A soft applause followed as the Harlequin stood on the stage, his hands out to his side and head leant backwards. With a slow movement he lowered his head back to its natural position, his masks cheeky grin on show for crowd. As the applause grew louder he brought his hands together with an echoing clap, the lights turning off dead.

Silence befell the crowd once more as the darkness took over. It was soon broken by a quiet laugh at the back of the crowd, seconds later it was replaced by laughter at the opposite end. With each passing moment the same laugh came from different parts of the crowd, each time getting louder and louder. Then in a blazing lightshow multicoloured spotlights turned on and off on the stage. With each split second of light the figure of the Harlequin mockingly laughed at the crowd. He moved from point to point in what appeared to be an instant, no way would any man be able to perform such feats of speed. The laughter continued to get louder and louder with the lights flickering faster and faster. They flickered so fast it almost seemed like there were ten versions of the Harlequin on the stage. The laughters volume was almost menacing as the performance approached its finale. Then with one last hit on the bass drum the laughter stopped and the spotlights disappeared leaving one lone conical beam of light on the centre of the stage. 

There was no sign of the Harlequin, disappearing from the stage in the blink of an eye. Slowly the spotlight rose up towards the top of the tent, illuminating the red and white fabric in the process. Adults and children alike knew what was coming but that didn't stop them watching with intent, mouths open. Then as anyone would predict, the Harlequin hung by his legs from the top of the tent. As the spotlight caught him in his entirety his laugh erupted around the arena once more, stretching his arms out to his side. 

What happened next nobody in the crowd could forsee. The Harlequin loosened his grip with his legs and began to plummet to the floor below out of the spotlight. Screams and cries poured forth from the audience as they watched the artist fall to the floor below out of the spotlights gaze. As the light slowly lowered, with the gasps and screams still emanating from the crowd, it revealed the Harlequin stood once more. His laugh filled their ears one last time as he pointed at them almost mockingly. The lights faded on the Harlequin one final time, leaving his laugh to echo into nothingness. The darkness which was often a precursor for fear brought forth a rapturous applause.

[color=powderblue][b][sub]HIS THEME [/sub][/b][/color][color=#b0e0e6]—[/color][color=#abd9df]—[/color][color=#a6d3d8]—[/color][color=#a2ccd1]—[/color][color=#9dc5ca]—[/color][color=#98bfc4]—[/color][color=#93b8bd]—[/color][color=#8eb1b6]—[/color][color=#89abaf]—[/color][color=#85a4a8]—[/color][color=#809da1]—[/color][color=#7b979a]—[/color][color=#769093]—[/color][color=#71898c]—[/color][color=#6d8386]—[/color][color=#687c7f]—[/color][color=#637578]—[/color][color=#5e6f71]—[/color][color=#59686a]—[/color][color=#556163]—[/color][color=#505b5c]—[/color][color=#4b5455]—[/color][color=#464d4e]—[/color][color=#414748]—[/color][color=#3c4041]—[/color][color=#38393a]—[/color][color=#333333]—[/color][color=#2e2c2c]—[/color]

[hider=✦ The Fool ✦ ][youtube]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=btfZGxWpoHk[/youtube][/hider][/color][/hider]