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>That awkward moment when you learn the religious revival movement you were headin was actually a vehicle for a Lovecraftian Abomination masquerading as a God to jack your body and take over the world
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>That moment when you realize that you can only do fandom RPs because you're bad at original characters. This is what I get for never playing DnD
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Gabriel paid little heed more to the two girls who had been his volunteers, though their separate reactions had been interesting. He almost felt bad for Alexis, but then again he figured that getting outside of one's comfort zone was never a bad thing. But enough woolgathering, it was time to go on with the show, after he had a drink of water.

A few more tricks paved the way before he moved on to the last big one, the finale, of sorts. "Now, have you ever wished you could be in two places at once," he asked as he set up a black curtain in the center stage, it currently drawn so they could see there was nothing behind it. "I know I do. An extra pair of hands, able to be in two places at once, someone to remember where I put my car keys. Well, okay, maybe not that last one." He spun about and closed the curtain behind him in swift motion. "Well, fortunately, magic lets me do just that."

This was a difficult trick, one he'd been working on for a while, and it would be draining as all hell, but it would be worth it. Hopefully. He stepped back and behind the curtain, emerging on the other side. "Here's one..." And a few steps behind him emerged another him, an exact copy, down to his suit and hair, emerged on the other. "...And here's two." they met in the middle, turning to look at each other and the crowd.

"Hello me," one said. "Hello me," said the other as they shook hands. "Lovely crowd, don't you think?" "Yes I do. I think they want to see a few more tricks though."

"Well, we can do that. Pull my finger." The one on the right did as such, pulling on the others index finger, and held it up for the crowd to see, while the other displayed his palm to show he wasn't hiding a digit. "Don't lose it," he said with a chuckle. "I won't. Here you go." the finger was reattached before the one on the left moved back and tore the curtain down, right off the stand it was on.

"Until next time," he said to his copy. "Wave goodbye to the people." His copy did so before being wrapped in the curtain, black material hiding his form, and when Daniel whipped it away, nothing was there, and no sign of a trap door either.

"Thank you, thank you. You're too kind," he said with a grin, a flourish, and a bow, letting the applause wear out before ending the show. "Thank you one and all for coming. I hope to see you again." It over, he went for the water bottle. Man, that had been as bad as he thought. But he'd done it, and it would only get easier from there.
Alright. That sounds like a decent enough idea. And I'm sure adventure will pop in somehow.
I feel like the dimension eating monsters might object to Rose trying to alter set points of history. But yeah.

So I'm thinking idea number one, for simplicities sake. We can always meet Jack later in.
Daniel's eyes swept the crowd until they settled on the girl waving in the crowd, holding her friends up as well. She certainly seemed eager, if her friend didn't, and he was willing to oblige them. They'd really enjoy this trick, though there were no pyrotechnics in this one. "How about you two then," he said, gesturing to Alexis and Chelsea. He brought them forward and to the center of the open spot, between the two boxes that were thus closed.

"So, what are your names then," he asked The answer received, he grinned. "Well, it is a pleasure to meet you. Now then, follow me Chelsea." He led her separate from her friend to the box on the right, Flashily, with her standing off to the side, he opened the box, to reveal a black interior lined with hundreds of sharp, glittering spikes. That earned a chagrined look from the magician as he turned to face the crowd. "Oops, sorry. Wrong trick." A quick flip of the lever in the back of the box caused the spikes to withdraw, and he opened it fully so she could step inside.

"Are you comfortable," he asked as he closed each of the three sections, still displaying her head for the moment. "I know it can get a tad cozy in there." Her done, he led Alexis over to the other box and did the same, though this time no spikes awaited inside. From there he went about the trick. The top portion of both boxes were closed, their faces hidden and he ran between the two, tapping each with a produced magic wand and spinning them about before he revealed the trick itself, sliding front panels open to reveal their heads and legs, but with their torso's switched. He then proceeded to close them again, and reveal that their legs had flipped. Then both their torsos and legs, with the boxes slanted so both girls could see their bodies apparently with the others head, though they could still feel them as if nothing had moved.

Then the piece d'resistance, one that was draining on him, and why he had saved it later in the show. He closed the boxes fully, spun them in place once, and then opened them. Yet this time, their bodies were back in their original spots, but their heads had moved. It actually seemed to the to girls that their heads were now in different spots, though they could feel them attached to their bodies still. He let them wonder and the crowd applause for a few seconds, before closing the boxes and opening them fully, to reveal both Chelsea and Alexis, their forms intact.

He led them to the center stage and bowed, smiling to the crowd the while. "How about a round of applause for these two, eh," he said, and the crowd reciprocated. He then let them take a seat as he moved on, a few more mundane tricks separating him from his big finale. Now this, this would be fun.
Daniel waited, watching the fairgoers as he prepared his acts, tent slowly starting to fill at it neared 9:30, the first time for his show. Hey, he didn't set the times, he just performed at them. as it was, he stayed mostly out of sight, preferring to let street callers or the sign out front do the work for him. He would much rather talk to people afterwards and get their impression, and let his tricks speak for themselves.

Soon enough it was time, and he took a last sip of water before stepping out, wearing a hat and cutting the picture of a stereotypical magician. "Hello one and all. Thank you for being here today," he said, beaming and casually scanning the crowd. Admittedly, this wasn't amazing, a modest tent with a couple bleachers so people could see, but it was better than nothing. No parlor tricks here, not today. Well, okay, maybe one or two, but you could hardly blame him.

"Magic, is a wonderful thing," he began. "After all, how else would I be able to do this?" He snapped, and suddenly a flame burst to life on the tip of index finger, like the flame from a candle, though his hand was not clenched, instead pointing straight up as he paced about to casually display this to the audience. "I expect you all think so as well, which is why you're here today. Well, you won't be disappointed." He raised his finger, tipped his head back and swallowed the flame. There was a pause for a few seconds as he took a deep breath, before breathing out, a rush of flame filling the air like a professional fire breather, except without a torch.

It dying away, he rubbed his eyes as smoke leaked from his mouth, earning a cough or two from the magician. "Apologies there. I must have had too much spicy food from the Cajun booth." Okay, so he wasn't a master. deal with it. This went on a bit, a bit of knife throwing, pulling rabbits out of hats, the standard magical fair, before he wheeled out two full size boxes, those ones you would see in shows that were separated into three segments. "Now then, I need two volunteers," he said happily, looking over the crowd for suitable candidates.
I have made a thread and PM'ed a link to you. We can work things out there.

Otherwise, to those reading now, if something catches your fancy, get in touch and maybe we can work something out.
Bad title is bad. Oh well.

So, I'm going to be Nine, and like I said, probably should work out when in his run this RP takes place, just to avoid any conflicts that might arise as a result. Otherwise, I guess I assumed this would mostly involve time travel shenanigans, and lots of running.
That sounds like something he would say. Traveling is always fun, and I guess the main questions left are if this will be via thread or PM, and when in Nine's season we're going to have it set.
I am indeed up for Nine. All the post genocidal angst.
For Korra, either Amon, Varrick, maybe Tarrlok. Because they're interesting characters or just funny. I didn't have anyone in mind Who wise, though I'm open to any of the Doctors, the Master, Jack, or Straxx. Or John Hart, I suppose.
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