Myst

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Chance giggled when Hag squeezed her bottom. She stuck her tongue out at Esme.
Esme frowned at her. She didn't like it that Hag claimed to love her, yet touched this psychotic clown so intimately.
Chance made an exaggerated frowny face. "Aww the wittle girly girl is mad that I got Hag's attention. Don't be mad that I am more of a woman than you honey. Once you finish growing I'm sure Hag with grope you too."
Esme frowned darkly. "Leave me alone."
"Uh oh, I've made her mad. You gonna throw a tantrum girly girl?" she asked before leaning closer. "Stay out of my way pretty girl or you won't be so pretty anymore," she warned before laughing and skipping off to Kodama. She jumped up and wrapped her arms and legs around her clown partner. "Yes let's go, let's go! We'll eat and play in her blood!" she said, giggling like a crazed school girl.

Esme turned away, disgusted with both of them.
Why had Hag touched that crazy clown whore so intimately? He claimed to love her. He had even kissed her several times. But now he flirted openly and touched this clown, who was as different from Esme as night and day. What was she supposed to understand from that? Was he lying to her about his affections? Did he really want a slut to jump in bed with?
Sighing, Esme didn't know what to do so she sat on the ground near the ticket booth to wait for the meeting. She caught sight of Mortimer and Mina and waved, giving them a sad smile.
Hag seemed to change his mind so often. First he killed her, wanting to make her suffer. Then he claimed to love her deeply and wanted her with him. And now he seemed to want another woman, one who was completely vulgar and bat-shit crazy.
Esme stared off into the rain and fog. She began to hum, then sing. She always sang when she was sad, to make herself feel better.

her song

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Haha wow!
Chance is pretty much everyone's lover. She'll hop in bed with whoever wants her... unless she really doesn't like them.
Esme on the other hand, she's a one man woman so she's gonna be getting jealous if she thinks her man is sleeping with someone else.

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Chance wouldn't eat him. He's too much like her. She'd keep him as a pet / love slave. lol She has taken on a life of her own. Sometimes I start writing as Chance and when I get done I'm like '... where the hell did this all come from?' Writing as Esme helps center me when Chance's craziness gets to be too much.

I am loving this rp as well. I am very happy that for once a circus rp is staying strong. I give credit to the people involved who are keeping this rp interesting and engaging.

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Esme was happy when Hag came over to her. She soaked up the attention and the physical contact. The kiss was expected and didn't disappoint.
"I understand my brother, and thank you for your consideration. Religious people frighten me. I have had bad experiences with people like them before," she said and shivered at the memory. She laid her head on his shoulder. "I will stand with Mortimer. I know him more then anyone else. I hope Mina is nearby as well."
She gripped his hand in both of hers. "Will the meeting last long? I really want to spend more time with you."

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Chance bounced onto one of the carts and spent the short trip cleaning up and cuddling with Billy (corpse/doll). She really wanted to cuddle with Kodama, but he never seemed to want to cuddle. Sometimes she had fantasies about them dancing in the blood of their shared victim, the music of painful screams of agony around them. It wasn't a secret that she had a major thing for her clown partner.
When the cart stopped she jumped out and cartwheeled over to Hag, only to be surprised by a new person.
"Oooooh Hag's got a pretty girlfriend," she sang in her childish voice, laughing and giggling. "Pretty girl, pretty girl, Hag's got a pretty girl! Let's all play together! We'll have fun!" she exclaimed, leaning forward to show off her ample breasts.

Esme moved away from the girl, uneasiness and some disgust on her face. The clown girl was obviously crazy and so overly sexual it made Esme highly uncomfortable.
Chance laughed at her discomfort and did a backbend that turned into several flips. She ended up hanging on Hag provocatively, attempting to be cute.
"Ooooooh I've made her sad," Chance said with an exaggerated frown face. "I've been a bad girl Hag," she said suggestively, rubbing against him. "I'm a bad bad kitty that needs to be punished. Punish me good Haggy."

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Chance meeting religious people? Lol this is not going to end well.

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Esme heard Hag talking and poked her head out from the cart. She ghosted her way over to him and stood nearby but off to the side, not wanting to get in the way. What she really wanted was someone to hold her hand, put their arm around her, something. It seemed she craved contact with people, maybe because she was a ghost and wanted to make sure she was still there.
A meeting with religious people? Esme shook from fear. Being a witch, she had had run-ins with religious people before. Mainly Catholics. They were narrow-minded and horrible to anyone different.
Esme didn't want to tell Hag that she was scared, but she was sure her eyes showed her fear.

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Chance is waiting for Kodama and Esme is already tucked into a cart all by herself *sigh*

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Esme heard the announcement, then felt the rush of souls that entered her. She wasn't really that hungry so they entered the ring on her finger instead. She watched Mina leave and wrapped her arms around herself.
How could she be in a carnival full of people and still feel lonely?
Esme vanished and reappeared near one of the carts that had already been packed up. It looked to be full of tent spikes. She moved on to the next one, hoping to find somewhere she could tuck herself in to for the trip.
She managed to find a cart that was full of what looked like rope and tent material. It was probably the best she would find. Esme ghosted her way inside and made a nest for herself out of tent material and coils of rope. Curled up like a kitten, she laid quietly until they started to move. She wondered where Hag was, or Mortimer, or Mina. She wondered about the people she hadn't met yet and when she would meet them. Would they like her? Would she be accepted?
Looking up at the sky outside of the cart, she started to sing softly to herself. It was a song in an old tongue that few knew anymore. It was a song of the night and the comfort that darkness brought.

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Chance finished her meal, her eyes returning to normal as she rubbed her full belly. There was blood all over her mouth and hands and splashed on her outfit.
"I made a mess," she said in her childish voice. She looked up at Kodama and giggled. "Does Koko wanna cuddle?" she asked with a sultry smile. It didn't matter if he didn't. She could go and cuddle with her Billy doll/corpse. But sometimes it was nice to have someone who could cuddle back.
The announcement had her pouting. "Oh poo," she said, folding her arms and her lower lip poking out in a pout. "I don't wanna pack," she whined, stretching out on the ground in the gore. "I wanna be lazy for a little while. I'm like a kitty. Meow," she said, playfully swatting her hand like a paw at Kodama.

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I will be.

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I'm back guys. Sorry, had a bad couple of days.