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See, my brain works well better in the mornings. Sod it lol.

Kei's mum scares the shit outta me I'm gonna be honest.

GUESS WHO NOW HAS A WEEK OFF WORK FUCK YES oh no i have so much shit to do lololol better get started. Who needs rest anyway lmfao.

omg that vid. Cats are the result of combining adorable with bloodthirty killers. Nature y u do dis?

Phillis Circus - Outskirts
What kind of battle theme is this

Splat!

The successfully squished hand lay flat on the floor, it's fingers twitching. It had failed in it's attempt to tickle the girl into submission, thanks to her knowledge of the sacred art of belly flops. Victory fanfares were absent however, as the hand simply lifted into the air and pulled away, as if attached to a string.

Only to be replaced by the sound of stomping.

The stomping of a pair of legs, cut off at the waist, running right towards Trixie! They were a little clumsy, tripping as they went but staying upright regardless. Then suddenly they leapt into the air, aiming a booty strike on the Prankster to pin her to the ground. Not that Poppy had much of a booty.

Meanwhile the rest of Poppy listened carefully, making her way through the smoke. She could hear Stevie crying, begging and pleading. These people were so mean! "Don't cry Stevie," Poppy called out through the smoke. "We'll all die through the entropic nature of the universe anyway."

Wait. Had her legs gone? She blinked in a dazed fashion down at herself. Oh. Oh well they'll be fine. She shot forward anyway, her body hovering at around the height she normally stood... aiming to disarm this girl sooner rather than later.


Phillis Circus - Outside

Syed struggled get his mind back into this properly. Not after that. He could deflect an electronic laser, he had done it before. But not if he had no bloody idea where it came from and wasn't even his fight. On top of how much his body overall hurt like hell, and how his heart was still pounding from such a near-death experiance that he practically saw the light... keeping control will be even harder than usual.

Even then though, he knew that they had to strike this rocket guy now, while he was charging. Could that be a drawback to his speed - that he had to charge it up to use his ability? If that was the case, it did beg the question on how long it would last. And if it wasn't... well. They were boned.

He moved his hands quickly, moving swiftly through the gestures which were by now completely second nature to him. A fast spell, one of the fastest he had, before extending an arm, index and middle fingers outstretched.

He fired, a bolt of electricity flashing from his fingertips and towards Max in the blink of an eye.

Unfortunately, Max had already gone. The bolt struck the ground a little way behind where he was with a shower of dirt.

"Shit!" Moira yelled as she stepped forward, spinning the pole before driving it into the ground as she adjusted her stance. She kept her eye on Max as best as she could. Ready to block an incoming blow, and preferably prevent her from seeing shit that only the birds had any business seeing again. Meanwhile Syed had already began a second cast... a second, smaller pole sparking with electricity and shifting slightly from the ground. Ready to throw as soon as the opportunity arose. He could only hope this time, his aim struck true. And on time.
"Watch this video on YouTube. Playback on other websites have been disabled by the video owner."

Still lol anything's better than that stupid 2U whatever vid.

I'm really sorry Rex, but I'm gonna have to be posting in the morning. My concentration is just... shot, and forcing out this post just isn't working. Sorry if that makes you have to wait with Trix, since you usually post before I wake up D:
Nah you did fantastic lol. Having so much fuuuuunnn. Sorry if this post is a bit hit and run-ish but I am so late lmfao.

Also pokemon sucks.

I'm sorry.

*hitches a ride with Max and flies off into space as he murders my chars*

Phillis Circus - Outskirts
Poppy came to a stop, blinking with mild curiosity as the smoke billowed around them. Oh. That was interesting. Of course, Stevie and Lily were unfazed by it - the girl was right about them being cool. But for Poppy, it was a nusiance. She had no fancy visor, unfortunately. One day, maybe.

She sighed. "How awkward." Oh well. She stood on tiptoes, then began to move through the murk.

"Oomph!"

The hands rolled from the impact, their fingers tensing from the blow. However just as Trixie rolled onto her back they both rolled onto their palms, before standing on the tips of their fingers. They both paused for a moment, almost comically rotating slightly with shifting fingers until they determined what direction to go. And with that, they both shot straight for her, scuttling across the floor like creepy insects.

BLAM BLAM BLAM!

They faced a barrage of bullets from the backpeddling prankster, although they scuttled on regardless just barely in her vision through the fog. They didn't make any move to dodge the bullets, managing to avoid most of them by virtue of their small size and fast movements. Finally one jumped towards Trixie's face. BLAM!

The hand was thrown back once more by the force of the bullet, rolling out of sight. Meanwhile the other continued across the floor, feeling out with it's fingertips before latching onto Trixie's leg and beginning to climb...

Phillis Circus
He didn't want to move again. He'd be perfectly happy to just sleep here, thank you very much. Nice and safe on the ground, where he belonged. Even if he was now lying in a wreckage not sure what way was up anymore. He nearly died. He was suprised his heart was still going just from the shock. He hurt so much it was a wonder he wasn't dead now. He had done his best to cushion the impact for himself, and really that was the only reason he was still concious.

He could hear voices. He could feel the wreckage move. Please stop moving.

"Sy... urgh..."

A piece of the rubble pushed to one side, and Syed recoiled a little as the fresh air hit him once more. He looked up from behind his hands to find Moira standing over him - pale and bloody, her knuckles white on the grip of a metal pole... and her eyes betraying her rage. And yet...


"Ain't gonna be able to get a guy who can do that kind of shit on my own."

He blinked a couple of times, his gaze almost probing her. Moira... was actually asking for his help before jumping in? How? How could he do anything? This man wasn't even attacking him and nearly killed him anyway! And yet...

He staggered back up to his feet, leaning heavily on Moira as he did so. This man claimed them to be murderers, yet he was very quick to show them how capable of it he was himself. And if he was going to act with the same hostility to the others... to inflict blows of that magnitude to the others... he swallowed his pain to the best of his ability. "Okay," he said simply, his voice hoarse. "I'll... I'll do my best..."

"OI!" Moira bellowed. She held the pole out above her head, before sweeping it down in the direction of Max's retreating back. "I don't know what the fuck you're on about. Killers? What the fuck has that come from? What about your creepy stalker shit you got going on?!" she swept the pole to one side, before wiping her mouth with her other hand. Blood smeared. Syed took a couple of steps back, his fingers poised to act in a split-second's notice. He was going to have to cast faster than he had ever cast in his life... it was a good thing his mind was still sharp, abeit shaken.

A vicious grin spread across Moira's features. "Either way... we ain't had our turn yet."
Ohohohohohoho!

I usually quite like electronic, but generally only the instrumental ones lolololol. So yeah haha idk.

I've been going old school.


Phillis Circus - Outside Big Top
“Hey… aren’t they carrying…?”

Poppy initially said nothing as she strode alongside the two siblings. Instead she simply cocked her head to one side in much the same way one would ponder over a particularly difficult crossword, her eyebrows knitting together ever so slightly.

Anybody could connect the dots here. These people, these strangers had armed themselves as all hell broke loose, and were running back into the commotion. Back to where her friends were trying to defend themselves.

"Are you... attacking us?" she said, her voice softspoken as ever. Unlike the others, there was no rage in her words. No anger at all. She seemed almost serene, even amongst all the chaos and the orange glow behind her. Disconnected from reality. "Are you with Crispin? I never thought he'd do something so mean... did you two think he would do something like that?" she looked up to the stiltmen.

Then with a smile she turned back to their two aggressors. Well, if Cammie was going after these people... "I'm sorry, but this is our home."

With that she leapt forward, her eyes focusing on Trixie in particular - it looked like she was ranged with those pistols, which would be troublesome for the stiltmen. She jumped onto her hands, before flipping herself into the air... and splitting herself once more at the joints at all angles, throwing her hands forward to grab the girl's wrists...

Phillis Circus - Sky
Moira wanted to scream.

But she could barely even breathe. Her stomach screamed in agony from the continued pressure the rocketman was forcing into her body, her chest felt like her bond with Syed was threatening to tear her heart clear out of her chest. The most she managed was a pitiful cough, a little blood splattering from her lips.

She couldn't hear a thing, not her own desperate groans, not even Syed's increasingly agonised, terrified screams. But she could see, even as the lack of oxygen began to blur her vision.

The big top was rapidly shrinking in size, the people fleeing it becoming tiny as the ground moved away. Instead the sky took over and swallowed them whole, the crimson of sunset finally giving away to the deep purples of dusk. The stars began to peek through the rapidly approaching clouds.

And then they hit one. She didn't know what she was expecting - it to feel like cotton wool, maybe. But instead it just felt cold and wet and she couldn't see anything anymore. All she could see now was the rocketman's arms, her hands desperately grasping at his own in an attempt to lessen the pressure. She could see the brilliant light of his propultion, mixed in with a little blue spreading through the cloud as Syed continued to panic out of sight.

Moira's eyelids began to droop as conciousness began to escape her. She wasn't even looking for a fucking fight for once! And people wondered why the hell she stayed a Rank H for so long... some days she wondered if she just had a face people were compelled to fall out with.

Oh well. The drop was definately fatal by now. If rocketman dropped her now, at least she probably won't feel her death anymore. What a shitty way to go.

Fuck him to hell and back.
Yeah those gifs made my mobile crash out too lmao. Glad we're on a new page.

Big Top
Mayhem ensued. While the other members of the circus reacted in justified indignant rage, Poppy simply remained perched on her suspended hoop, swinging as she looked down at the emptying seats and climbing flames.

It was kind of pretty, in a way. Just a shame the flames were now catching things which were a bit too close for comfort. Um... yeah, perhaps it would be best if she got down before she fell.

She jumped from the ring, splitting her legs at the joints to help absorb the shock when she landed on the main stage. And as she rejoined herself again, she didn't say a word.

She simply watched, as the flames continued to climb, the audience thinned out, and the others freaked out. She didn't know what the hell was Crispin's problem, but she decided to go outside to try and help keep those outside calm and in check. Hopefully.


The evactuation of the audience could have gone better, but it could have gone worse as well. Syed helped as well, using his skills to help keep the younger children as calm as possible. Hell, some of them were actually guiding their parents and guardians out of the tent! He was soon distracted by Lucien's sleeve catching alight however. Unfortunately, neither summoners nor electromages were particularly well equipped for the act of putting out fires, so the pair resorted to pulling that panda top off him and stamping on it.

Moira paid no mind to the audience, however. Nor the fact that the stands were now on fire, although thankfully by now most of the audience were at the exits. She instead focused her gaze on Crispin, and the performers who were now acting pretty much murderously at him.

"I'll cut you down! We'll all cut you down!"

"Mom's SO going to kill me!"

"Fuck your mum, we're gonna kill you!" Moira boomed. "Idiot!" She strode forward, causing Syed to fall over with suprise from the jolt, as she stepped up beside Crispin and smacked the back of his head.

She sighed, focuing once more on the performers. "Except your mum'll kill us if anythin' happened to you," she added more quietly. Although it was Moira, so it wasn't all that quiet really. "Fuck, you've put us in a shitty position here."

"I don't suppose we can work on putting everything out then discuss how much of an idiot he is?" Syed suggested hopefully, his eyes focused on the various blades people wielded in particular. He didn't really want to show his hand this early, especially at a time where it would be taken as a sign of aggression. But if he had to...
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