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The Dark Carnival

I always have fun with dark carnival / evil circus rps. They are awesome. I get to pull Chance out of the trunk and she is a lot of fun to play, especially with how much she contrasts with Esme. I like playing two characters at once that are completely opposite of each other.

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Yeah I see your point. I am looking forward to how things progress with Hag and Esme, considering she pretty much hates him right now and he acts like he couldn't give a rat's ass about her.
Can't ya feel the love? lol

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Esme looked up to see the tall man with the crow. Her body waved from very transparent to barely transparent.
"I didn't mean to," she sobbed, fresh tears coming. "I told him to stay away. I told him..." she wrapped her arms around her legs. "I don't want to be like this. I hate this. I hate it! I'm a monster and he doesn't care! He doesn't even know my name! He didn't even ask!"
She struggled to contain her tears, to stop crying. If only the pain would stop...
"It hurts," she told him, her voice calmer now but still shaking. Her hands pressed against her chest. "It hurts. I'm a ghost. Why does it hurt?"

It took her a few more minutes to get to her feet, still shaking. "What do I do? Please, tell me. I don't know what I'm supposed to do."
Esme felt lost. All of her focus had been on finding her brother and now that she had... she didn't know what to do next. It was obvious her brother didn't care enough to guide her in this new life he had condemned her to.
Well, afterlife...

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Okay, no problem :)

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Poor Esme :(
I guess I should change her CS to reflect that she is now a ghost huh?

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Every word he spoke was like a slap. Then he left her in the darkness, in the silence.
The silence was deafening.
Covering her ears she rocked back and forth. Sobs echoed from her. She clenched her teeth against the hunger.
She refused to feed on souls. She would not be a monster.
Finally, with a scream of frustration, she could handle it no longer. She needed to feed.

Outside there were people wandering around the carnival. So many people. The souls called to her. Esme hid inside one of the tents away from the people and the temptation.
Tears and sobs came from her broken heart. Not only had he killed her, her brother had turned her into a monster.
"Hello?" a male voice called. It was a young man coming in her direction. Her tears were drawing him in. "Is someone there? Are you alright? Are you hurt?"
"No..." she whispered. "Don't come..."
"Are you alright?" the voice was closer.
"Go away... please... go away..."
A light shined on her. A young man stood there. "Miss? What is wrong?"
"Please," Esme begged, pleading through her sobs. "Go away."
"Let me help you," he said, coming closer and reaching a hand towards her.
"No!" she screamed but it was too late. The hunger took over. She couldn't stop herself. She grabbed his face and started inhaling. The young man gasped and choked as the beautiful ghost sucked his soul from his body. He turned grey, then white, his skin became cold and brittle, his cheeks sinking in, his eyes rolling back in his head.
When she finally released him his corpse fell backwards, landing like an empty corn husk on the ground.
Esme fell back onto the ground, scooting back away from the body. Tucked back behind a pile of thick rope and supplies, Esme covered her mouth to attempt to stifle her sobs.

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Yes I'm fine with that. :) I am good with pretty much anything my dear Mortimer,

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I keep telling myself no spamming the IC. I want to keep replying but I don't want to have it be too many posts of just you and me Mortimer.
....
But I wanna reply so bad! *pouts*
Post people!!

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"Because I thought you would actually care!" she spat back at him. "I never thought my own flesh and blood wouldn't think twice about killing me. You don't even know my name. You didn't even ask."
As suddenly as her anger came it was gone. She felt defeated and hopeless. "What does it matter?" she asked, her voice low and listless when threatened with punishment. "You've already broken my heart. And you would let someone torture me as well."
She had suffered so much, come so far, because she had always dreamed of the acceptance and love she would find with her brother.
Now she was trapped here with a brother that obviously didn't give a shit.
Her dream had become a nightmare.

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Esme was speechless when his mask fell. Blue eyes... the same blue eyes she had...
"Brother...?" she murmured. He seemed just as shocked as she was.
But what he did next was more shocking.

Esme had opened her arms, ready to embrace the brother she had wanted for so long. She barely had time to scream as he plunged a knife into her. She felt a brief and intense pain before her body changed.
She stared at him, unblinking in shock. Her own brother... he had killed her... made her into a... a ghost...

"How could you...?" she asked, sliding to her knees.
Even as a ghost she knew she still had a heart, because it was breaking. "All I ever wanted was to be with you. How could you do this to me? This isn't right. This wasn't supposed to happen," she wrapped her transparent arms around herself, ghostly tears dripping from her cheeks. "You were supposed to understand. You were supposed to be happy to see me, to know that I existed."

The sense of betrayel, seeing her dreams of a loving brother shattering before her, was almost too much to take. "I'm your sister," she cried, looking up at him with anger and pain in her eyes. "I'm your sister dammit!"

-

Chance laughed as she enjoyed the piggy back ride. "Kodama is such a sweet talker," she said, planting a big kiss on his cheek.

"Hmm..." she said, tapping her finger on her cheek as she looked over his tattoos. "This one!" she declared happily, running her fingers seductively over a snake. "I love your snake," she said and laughed, the ennuendo making her laugh and some in the crowd shift uncomfortably.