Amaterasu

Persona - The True Self

Shizuka Otonashi || Cosplay Cafe || April 26 SUN

Upon approaching the two customers that had entered, she directly recognized the identity of the two tall foreigners. It was the Dragunov siblings. Unfortunate for Shizu, she was introduced to them as her usual self, Shizuka, rather than her cosplay persona, Shizu-chan. But thankfully, her face was always covered by her lengthy, dark bangs when she was out of cosplay so she can rest easy on giving her identity away, appearance wise. Before approaching the two, the blond maid cleared her throat in hopes of raising her voice pitch when she spoke lively, "Good day to you, master and mistress! Please help yourselves to a table of your liking!" After weeks of practice with her Shizu-chan act, the nervous waitress was able to keep up her act as calmly as she can but contrary to her outside appearance, she terribly panicked on the inside.

Once they were seated at a table, she politely took a bow and gave her introduction while handing the menu to each of them. "My name is Shizu-chan and I shall be your waitress for the day! These are our menus for today, for you see, our cafe offers a couple of new and limited items depending on the current theme. Unfortunately, we'll be switching to a new theme starting tomorrow, so few of our plates shall be taken out." Shizu spoke informatively without stuttering nervously unlike her ordinary self, facial expressions could give away how one felt after all so she was cautious when her bangs did not conceal half her face. She stood there, internally nervous as she waited for the two to scan over their menu to dictate what they would like to order.

Her eyes shifted over to 'Saki' to take a glimpse of how she had been handling herself from afar, to notice another customer had taken notice of her. My, how she was popular on her first day on the job. That was what she predicted earlier when she first laid her eyes on him as a potential cosplayer.

Supernova: Humanity's Extinction

If Ana goes with it too, 'Jericho being an actor' running gag will be a thing.

Supernova: Humanity's Extinction

Kidd was annoyed when he first entered the comms room but now, he was infuriated. How DARE the female human flick his genuine feline-like ear! He twitched and hissed at the impact, his tail puffed up in anger. Before he could furiously shout at the woman with mechanical limbs, blame was pinned on him for the messy ride they were going to have, due to his interruption. His violet eyes glared daggers at Ana as she stomped away right after she finished her piece, not giving any chance for him to respond. Out of anger, the Furlyne threw the two items on the floor and left the room for the engine maintenance room, grumbling out loudly about how he despised foreign races that misjudged his. Perhaps a carton or two of milk could calm him down, he supposed, as he returned to his mechanical work once more with milk in hand.

The mechanic's work was interrupted for a little while as the ship warped, causing itself to rattle along with everything inside it. Since Kidd was not prepared for any of that, he bumped his head against a metal pipe from a part of the ship's engine. He cursed under his breath as his hand gingerly rubbed the pained spot on his head. Judging from the bumpy ride just now, he guessed they were about to land at Russia, if he remembered right. He arose to his feet and headed to where the rest of the crew were, wondering if there was some sort of a meeting on going. The boy's eyes widened at the monstrosity that resulted from the radiation, before it flew away with its... four wings. "The hell was that?! Is that a normal creature in this land you call Russia? No way am I gettin' anywhere near the radiation that made that abomination! And Jericho's right, ya gotta take members who can actually fight. I ain't much of a fighter, so I volunteer to stay, maybe fix up this flyin' heap of junky metal."

KHR! | The Enduring Flame

After the exchange of masks were complete, the male's face was quickly concealed once more, with an adorable cat mask this time. The last words that were offered to him, "Even if you would draw much attention.", slightly piqued his interest. What did this maiden mean by that? Could she have known who he was after all? No matter, since the raven haired female had not done any action or said anything further to prove his point. The young heir simply nodded as a response to her 'Thank you' and left the booth with a box of rice balls on hand. A few passerby glanced at him again, but not as often as earlier, due to how it seemed slightly off for a man to be wearing such a cute mask.

The target was finally spotted, and seemed to be in a fine condition so far. But he was never to let his guard down, it would not be as surprising in the underground world of mafia to attempt at murder within a minute or even seconds, if the damage was fatal. He hurried away to one of his subordinates who were standing around behind one of the booths and handed over the box of rice balls. ".... Distribute them among the famished men. I shall survey the target." The bulky man uttered a phrase of appreciation and obediently bowed before Ren paced back into the crowds on the street, keeping his eyes at the blond boy at a distance.

Will a third party truly strike at him in such a populated area? There were numerous people from left to right on the streets, not to mention how the boss candidate was in an enclosed booth at the moment. Though Ren did not know if there truly was a third party in the vicinity to begin with, but it was his sworn duty as a Varia and an ally of the Vongola to watch over the boy's safety.

~~~The Harlequin's Shadow ~~~ A Supernatural Circus RP

The fortune teller and knife thrower CS that are under construction. Wasn't so sure if 2 chars were allowed so I'll just post these two and see which one you'd prefer! If 2 chars are allowed then I'll play both, but the other might be put into action at a later time. Juggling a couple of RPs at once is difficult.

Note: Under lined areas are parts still to be constructed properly.

Charlotte

Name: Charlotte

Sex: Female

Description:

Hider

Date Inducted: Along the 1600s

Role: Fortune Teller

Offensive Power:

• Clairvoyance - Compared to her circus act's future foreseeing which is of vague nature, when used offensively in combat against hostile characters, enables her to clearly see 5 or 10 seconds (will change to either if too under/over powered) into the future around her direct premises which provides tactical advantage.
• Healing/Offensive Potions and Charms - Brews potions that are capable of healing or harming an individual, and creates charms that may help boost fortune or specific status of an individual.

Biography:

Centuries ago when Charlotte was an average human being, she practiced some sort of medicine created out of herbs and other vegetation to help the ill. At the time, she had not practiced any form of "witchcraft" spells, merely relying on earthly materials and little charms she made just to boost her morale. Her interest at the side of medicine was in discovery of the unknown and possibilities the future held, curious of the composition of matter, how they can interact with the other, the outcome of certain events and such. Thus she created various medicines and treatments of sorts through this curiosity, results of experiment after experiment. The people were grateful of her services but did not utter any word on their worry of the girl's eccentricity and how they were cured of their sickness as if by "witchcraft".

One day, a circus visited their simple town, showcasing a variety of fantastic tricks to bring laughter and smiles to the townspeople, including Charlotte, the curious one. The flawless performance of such dangerous acts intrigued her greatly on how they were able to pull them off so magnificently to the point of resulting her in approaching the crew after show hours. With the interest being evident with the countless questions she threw at the crew member, he spilled the secret of his talent. Charlotte was astonished into complete silence. Power. Gained just by a contract with the one he calls "The Keeper".

Upon returning home to her household, her mind was plagued by the thoughts of what the circus member had told her earlier. Was it not considered witchcraft? If so, how were they able to escape the clutches of the witch trials? Is it worth serving The Keeper for eternity for keeping such power? If she had the chance to earn such power... Her train of thought was interrupted abruptly by a late night visitor, inquiring for a cure to a common illness. Charlotte being half absent minded while reaching for the compound in a dimly lit room, her hands grasped on the wrong bottle, a substance still undergoing experimentation. As the patient, who was accompanied by a family member, drank the liquid and reacted oddly before she collapsed on the floor with a loud thud, body covered in awkward colors and face in pure pain.

A shriek. "A witch! A witch! Charlotte was a wicked witch after all!" Being a simple, small town, the shriek and screaming of the woman echoed throughout the vicinity. Not long after, the villagers were out of their homes with burning torches and weapons of sorts, from pitchforks to knives. The accused maiden immediately sprinted out of her house and out of the town with a heavy guilt in her heart, there was only one place she could only think of seeking refuge at the moment, the circus. It hadn't been too long before the circus had left, if she hurried, she could hope to catch up to them. If her fate was to be sealed by the burning, crimson flames for a misunderstood accusation, she would rather give up her freedom. After what seemed to be like forever of running and heavy panting, a light from lamp hanging from a carriage illuminated through the darkness and carriage wheel noises were heard not too far away. Her arm reached forward as she neared, her vision started to blur after she felt a warm grasp on her arm, and the rest was history.

Other:

Orientation: Straight, but may have romantic feelings for any individual if piqued romantically
Nationality: European descent, likely English
Likes:

• Flowers, herbs and vegetation in general
• White "Witchcraft" (more of healing and supportive kind)
• Exploring of the unknown

Dislikes:

• Interruption during her clairvoyance
• People who do not heed her warning of their future
• Being discriminated as a witch

Audition:

A thin mist wrapped around the two in a dimly lit tent, its only light source being colorful, circular lamps of sorts. The maiden with violet tresses and mysterious aura about her intently concentrated her gaze on the crystal orb atop the table. Was she actually able to see things in the glass ball? It had been dead silent for a couple of minutes now, what exactly was she seeing? The man's interest was piqued when the female fortune teller showed clear signs of shock, the widely opened purple eyes and the flinching from out of nowhere. Before he could inquire her of what was it that she had seen, her purple orbs gazed up directly into his eyes as her lips parted to speak, "Sir... I do not mean to frighten you, but do listen to me carefully. Your near future is shrouded in total darkness after a flash of crimson. By this, I mean it does not hold good fortune for you and perhaps I can offer you this to ward off any foul omen."

The man left the fortune teller's tent with a charm in his hand which had a bell and a peculiar logo imprinted on it. Skepticism were written all over his face as he stomped away in disbelief out of the circus grounds. That lady must be mad, he thought, as his life had always been in the right direction, all the riches any commoner would want were at the palm of his hands. Yet she told him otherwise to his face, preposterous. He had hoped of a fun 'charade' of clairvoyance from the maiden, the man hadn't believed in such non-sense to begin with after all. Out of annoyance, he threw the charm on the ground and stormed away to his vehicle. That was such a waste of time, it was slightly entertaining while it lasted at least. As he drove away, he stopped his vehicle at the stop light of the crossroad with a slope and brought up his phone to ring an acquaintance.

Being too busy with earphones at his ears to listen to what the person on the line was saying, what the man didn't notice was that a run away truck was sliding down the slope behind him at a great speed, gained from the momentum of the slope. Civilians who saw what was about to happen screamed and shouted at the man, only to have him notice a second too late. CRASH. A scene of dancing crimson flames was the last sight he saw.

Jack the Ripper

Name: _________ (a.k.a. Jack the Ripper) (Official name still to be given)

Sex: Male

Description:

Hider

Date Inducted: Late 1888

Role: Knife Thrower

Offensive Power:
Knife Manipulation - Capable of movement manipulation of knives he has come in contact with (may or may not be removed), within a 10m radius (needs to consider if over powered) around the user using his mind and hand gestures.

Biography: A short, 2-5 paragraph biography. Chiefly, why was your character inducted into the Circus? What was s/he willing to trade for this power? Did you demand something in return for your service to The Keeper?

Other:

Orientation: Straight, but difficult to move him in such a way after the betrayal
Nationality: English
Likes:
Dislikes:

Audition:

"The next performance, our very own knife thrower will determine the fate of this fair lass with dozens and dozens of sharp knives! One hit from any of them isn't gonna end pretty! A round of applause!" The announcer raised his arm to direct the audience's eyes to the blond man with a knife in each of the spaces between his fingers on one hand. The little girl seated at the audience box clapped as hard as she could, thrilled and nervous for the lady being strapped onto the circular board. 'All of these circus people are trained professionals, they'll never make any mistakes!', the girl convinced herself such.

As the knife thrower raised his hand with short, glimmering metal, he picked out one of them with his other hand and flicked his wrist in a quick motion as it flew towards the lady. The little girl's heart thumped loudly, she swore she could hear them loud and clear at that moment as she clenched her fist and other hand wrapped around it tightly in anxiety, as tight as her eyes shut closed at the deciding moment. THUD. Her blue eyes peeked open, to see that the knife had pierced the wooden board. But it wasn't over yet, after the first throw, the grinning knife thrower threw knives one after the other in quick movements. THUD. THUD. THUD.

The crowd, along with the young child clapped loudly at the performance, none of the knives have made their way on the girl's skin or clothing. Just when the performer had ran out of knives between his fingers and everything was over, he took out a couple more from a hidden compartment of his jacket and snapped his fingers. An assistant approached the wooden board with the young lady and spun the wooden board like some sort of wheel of fortune but in this case, it was a wheel of misfortune. The audience and the little girl gasped loudly at the escalation of the danger that entailed the poor lady on the wooden board. To top it off, the knife thrower teasingly covered his eyes with the palm of his other hand. The child couldn't take the thrill and covered her eyesight with her little hands. THUD. THUD. THUD. THUD. ... Suddenly, a loud, roaring applause.

Upon uncovering her eyes once more, the little girl's eyes immediately darted towards the wooden board with the lady. And she was safe. A splendid performance! The risks were high yet the knife thrower pulled it off! The lady on the wooden board was released as she and the knife thrower both took a bow together. The child clapped as hard as she could, amazed at the talent the blond man had. There was nowhere else in the world she could see a show such as this, and a memorable one at that.

Persona - The True Self

I laugh, today is definitely not going well for Sato. RIP.

~~~The Harlequin's Shadow ~~~ A Supernatural Circus RP

Oooooh a fantasy circus rp, very much interested! Could take a swing at fortune teller or knife thrower if either are appropriate as a crew member.

Supernova: Humanity's Extinction

As the other two started to enter into the ship, the Furlyne made a 'Are you kidding me?' expression at the goofy man's stubborn belief that Jericho was an actor, even if the bounty hunter had shortly narrated what had transpired earlier. Kidd shook his head at the stupidity with his palm on his face before lifting the crate of supplies and going into the ship after them. This was truly going to be a stressful journey it seems, with the crew members he's seen so far. At least the new guy seemed tolerable, Kidd thought to himself.

After settling down the crate at the engine maintenance area of the ship, the armored man gestured at the male brunette for him to come over. He explained how he had his ship literally carved off of parts that had recently been upgraded just to have them be incorporated into this current, sad-excuse-of-a-ship they were on. Kidd raised his eyebrow while his arms were crossed over his chest and responded to Jericho, "I can't believe ya did that for a stranger's ship. Not tryin' to be ungrateful but you're an odd one, either that or too kind for yer own good. As for how long, with me and the mechanic boys on the ship, won't be too long. At least hours for the vitals, couple o' days for the entire thing. Lemme get ta work now, see ya around Jericho and welcome aboard." With that, he went back into the room.

As the Furlyne continued to carefully dismember the rusting machinery parts while securing the new ones with nuts and bolts, a new crate was brought into the engine maintenance room. Curious as to what contained it, assuming it to have more mechanical tools, Kidd uncovered the lid by taking out the nails that fastened it shut with the back of a hammer. His brown eyes opened wide at what lay in the box. Cartons of milk. Whoever blessed him with these, thank-- Oh wait. There were more. The boy's face filled with delight and happiness quickly turned into one of disgust at the other items that were contained in the crate.

The Furlyne stomped over, annoyed, to the comms room across the engine maintenance room with a sour expression on his face. Upon reaching his destination, he lifted both of his hands which grasped the two items that spoiled his mood. "Kay. Whose bright idea wassit to bring a box of these yarn and catnip into my station? I already told ya guys that I AIN'T NO CAT. Get it?! .....But the cartons o' milk were pretty nice."

Persona - The True Self

Shizuka Otonashi || Cosplay Cafe || April 26 SUN

The twin tailed maid's eyes shifted from 'Saki' to Mako back and forth while a smile remained upon her lips, wondering how slightly odd the two were acting. Oh! Perhaps this stuttering, shy persona was what Sato selected Saki to have (or was he actually nervous to serve people?) and Mako was simply observing this new maid's performance, Shizuka thought to herself, oblivious to their relations as fellow club members. Once Mako had decided on what to order for himself, she responded brightly with a polite bow, "A splendid choice! Bunker Buster Cake Special is currently one of our bestsellers and limited to the current theme. One order of Bunker Buster Cake Special, it is. Excuse us for a moment, Moritomi-sama, we shall return in a short while."

With a short scribble on the order form, Shizuka left Mako's side and lead Saki back to the counter area and handed the order form to the kitchen staff on the other side of the pick-up counter. The manager who had been watching them from afar greeted them with a casual raise of the hand as they came back and inquired, "How did Hashi-- pardon, I mean, Saki do?" Gesturing her hand to the aforementioned maid, Shizuka replied, "She seemed to capture a new persona to play naturally, which amazes me for a supposed beginner. Kenji-san would remember how awkward I used to be when I first became a waitress here, cosplaying is different from serving customers after all." Kenji, the manager, chuckled light heartedly to the comment and pat her shoulder as if to ease the embarrassment from her past. "That's water under the bridge Shizu, no worries. But good, good. I'll entrust you to look after her while I return to my office to prepare Saki's pay for the day." With that, the older male turned on his heel and started towards his office until he stopped abruptly and turned back to the two. "That's right, I've never introduced myself to you yet, have I? Pardon my rudeness, I'm Hoshikawa, Kenji, former sentai actor and as you can see, now a manager of this cafe. Kenji or Kenji-san is fine, no need to be too formal. Now excuse me, I''ll be taking my leave, good luck you two."

After the manager's leave, a pair of new customers entered into the cafe just as the ordered cake was provided and placed neatly on the pick-up counter, ready to be served. Shizuka harmoniously recited along with the crew, "Welcome home, master!", before turning to Saki, "Saki-san, please deliver this to our master while I'll handle our new masters. I believe in you to do fine! Not to worry, I'll be back quickly after settling them down. Good luck!" And with that, the blond waitress left the counter area to show the new customers into the cafe.

KHR! | The Enduring Flame

Just waiting on class president to reply before making a post!