Myst

The Dark Carnival

so how is Hag going to react to having a sister?

The Dark Carnival

Esme blinked and they were in a different place. A dark place.
Screams of suffering could be heard. The man in the mask demanded of her to state her wish. Her eyes narrowed slightly. If he was trying to scare her, he was going to be surprised.
"Ella ka na, natu ella ka na... wadu pika ali ka na... ella ka, ellie ka," she said, a purple aura glowing around her. It brightened a small area around her, enough to keep the darkness from touching her. "I am not defenseless and you will not frighten me," she informed him, her voice firm but respectful of the fact that he was the owner. The star amulet around her neck glowed dark purple.
"My wish is to find the brother that was taken from me," she said. "We were kept apart because we share the same affinity with the dark magic that runs in the veins of this world. I want my brother. And I will pay the price for us to be reunited once again."

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mmmmmm that sounds so good

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Esme whirled around at the sound of the voices. She gasped slightly at the sight of the two men. One wore a mask and the other was inhumanely tall. Esme swallowed before speaking.

"I am looking for the owner of this carnival," she said. "I have read that he grants wishes. I have a wish I would ask him to grant for me."

The inhumanely tall man was terrifying to her. She mumbled a few words under her breath, incantations of protection.
Her amulet glowed dark purple, swirls of black smoke coming from it.
"You have great evil in you," she told the tall man. She turned her attention back to the man in the mask. "As do you," she added when the intensity of the purple glow grew stronger.

She lifted her chin stubbornly. "I do not care from what source his powers come from. If the owner can grant my wish, it does not matter."

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Chance giggled when she heard Kodama's voice. "Weee!" she shouted, giggling insanely as she skipped and twirled towards him. "Kodama's here! Kodama's here!" she sang out childishly. "Now we can have fun fun fun!"
She stoppe in front of two young people, a man and a woman. The woman was looking at her with disgust, the man was looking with a mixture of curiosity and interest. Chance turned her back on them and looked over her shoulder, wiggling her tight bottom at the man and winking at him. "Come and play with me handsome!" she said, bending over slightly to show off her... assests.

The woman huffed in anger and pulled her boyfriend away, but not before his eyes widened in lust. Chance laughed and waved. "See you later," she said, her voice holding a promise. She wondered what his blood would taste like as it spurted from his neck.

Chance skipped over to Kodama. "Let's go and play!" she said, jumping on his back for a piggy back ride and stroking his tattoos. Several people were watching the two clowns in interest.
"Special trick, special trick, Kodama's got a special trick!" Chance sang in her childish sing-song voice. "Come on and see!"

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Chance gave a girlish laugh and twirled. "We're going to have so much fun!" she exclaimed like an excited child. "So many people, so many souls, so many people to roast over coals!" she sang and did a cartwheel, followed by a few backhand springs. "We'll be warm then, but I like my souls raw," she giggled.
Chance was either unaware of the disgust and impatience she caused others or she just ignored it. Or maybe she enjoyed it. It was hard to tell and if asked she would likely not even give an answer. She didn't answer questions she didn't like, merely continued on as though it had never been asked.
"You could always come and play with me," she said flirtatiously, winking at Vol before running the edge of her scalpel over her lower lip. She then giggled and skipped off towards her dressing room. She really had no intention of doing anything with the animal tamer, she just enjoyed flirting with every man in sight. She even flashed a grin at Mortimer before slipping into her dressing room.
Inside was a topsy-turvy array of loud colors, crazy fabrics and various odds and ends. In one corner, propped up in a wooden coffin that looked like it had been finger painted by a toddler, was the mummified corpse of a man, his face contorted in agony.
"Hi hi silly Billy," she said, skipping over and kissing the mummy. "It's going to be such a yummy night. But don't you worry," she said, making a pouty face. "I'm still true to you my lovey bear," she said, pressing her body against it. "Even though you weren't..." she added, her voice changing as her eyes began to turn black.
She suddenly snapped out of it and stepped back with a wide smile. "Time to start the show!" she said, her high-pitched giggle following her out.
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Esme pulled her coat closer around herself. Her breath formed a cloud in front of her face. Lifting the amulet around her neck in her hand, she closed her eyes and let the magic flow from her and into it.
"Ella ka na... Ella ka na talika... Palaba quana imzi..."
The amulet glowed dark purple and began to float up from her hand. It pulled at the chain that bound it to her neck. She opened her eyes and the amulet floated back down. It was pulling her towards what looked like some kind of carnival.
A lot of people were heading into that carnival. The flyer spoke about making wishes come true.
Wishes...
Could they reunite her with her brother?
Esme eagerly bought a ticket. She didn't have much money left, but if this led her to her brother then it was worth it. He was the only one who would understand her. They would finally meet. He would take her in. She would finally belong somewhere.
As she walked among the sights and sounds of the carnival, Esme brushed her wild and unruly chestnut hair from her face. The owner of the carnival had to be the one who granted the wishes. Now she had to find him.
She asked several people but no one seemed to know where the man called 'Hag' was. The insane laugh of a clown girl made her step backwards and head in the opposite direction.
She ended up in front of a poster advertising some kind of animal tamer.

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oooooh what kind of cake? :) oh and happy b-day :D

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goodnight :) I'll go and post

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oops! missed your post GM, going to edit now!

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Name: Chance
Age: 25... she thinks...
Gender: Female
Appearance:
Position: Clown 2
Powers: Her teeth become dagger-like and her eyes go black and orange when she is about to feed. Terror really adds flavor to the soul.
Personality: Completely bat-shit. Bubbly, silly, almost child-like, but completely bat-shit. .... yeah, that is all.
Background info: Chance used to be Molly Grant, your typical girl-next-door blonde popular girl. That is, until her best friend stole her boyfriend. When she came to the carnival, her wish was to exact revenge on the ones who had hurt her. The cost? Her humanity and her sanity. Her first victim was her ex-best friend, who she ripped apart piece by piece. As for her boyfriend? His mummified corpse can be found in Chance's dressing room. She keeps him there, talking to him as though he was still alive and in love with her.
Told you she was bat-shit.
Wish: Revenge
Bonds to other characters: none at the moment
Weapons: dagger-like teeth and her switchblade

Name: Esmeralda "Esme"
Age: 20
Gender: Female
Appearance:
Position: Top Man's Assistant
Powers: dabbles in alchemy and witchcraft
Personality: Quiet but in a dark creepy kind of way. She is often gazing off into space, mumbling strange words under her breath. The only person she listens to is her brother. He is also the only one she trusts.
Background Info: Esme was separated from her brother as a child, but always knew that she was different. While other children played with Barbie dolls, she played with voodoo dolls. When other children made things with playdoh, she made things and tried to bring them to life with alchemy. Other girls wore flower crowns and talked about boys. Esme wore amulets and talked about spell books. She was labeled as 'weird' and a 'witch' from on early age. She was ostracized and picked on. Her parents tried to force her to change, but the more they tried to more she resisted.
Finally she learned the truth : she had a brother that shared her love and affinity with the dark arts. She has finally tracked him down here, at a mysterious carnival...
Wish: make her brother proud
Bonds to other characters: the Ringmaster is her brother
Weapons: charms and spells

I was thinking of a way to add her to the story would be that she just now found him after searching for a long time. She is using a charm she enchanted to lead her to the person who shares her blood. It'll be interesting her trying to convince him she is his sister before he kills her.

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I'm home from work finally!
Working on my CS's right now. Had a question for the GM : could my assistant for the Ringmaster be one of his relatives, like his daughter or sister?