Haha, of course she would [@:adyRunic]! I only speak English and some Hebrew, so my uncle's helping me with the French. I don't trust Google Translate at all.I've seen it fuck up the two langauges I know far to many times.
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STATUS: I'm updating my status because there was a typo in the last one. 9 yrs ago
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I'm updating my status because there was a typo in the last one.
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I'm honestly sick of updating this. This will probably be ny status for the next four months.
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So apparently I have an ear infection as well as some other kind of nasty virus. Fantastic.
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Okay.. maybe I panic a little when nobody's posted for 10 hours. I have no life outside the internet.
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I don't know how much caffeine I've just injested and I'm pretty sure it was all a mistake.
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Speaking of posts, I edited my latest one a bit. Anyone who read it previously might want to give the last paragraph another look. Tehre was some stuff in @LadyRunic's post I didn't quite read correctly.
Finally one of the stagehands came to find Blink, tapping the little boy on the shoulder and whispering "Five minutes to showtime. You ready, kiddo?" Blink grinned mischievously and nodded, following the stagehand behind the tent to the performer's entrance. He wasn't walking on his feet, however. He decided to walk on his hands to warm up.
For a kid who usually had a slew of behavioral issues and oddities and rarely paid much attention to anything, Blink took performing rather seriously. When he wasn't hunting souls or pestering his circus mates, he was usually practicing his act, twisting his little body into impossible knots as if he were made of rubber. He'd been self-teaching himself acrobatics and contortionist tricks since he was about five, and he was frankly speaking something of a prodigy. Since the souls he was consuming had slowed his aging to a standstill, he didn't have to worry about retiring from his profession at the young ages acrobats tend to retire at. If he didn't get killed or paralyzed, he could probably do this forever, and he certainly planned to.
The stage was dark when Blink walked onto it. He could here the anticipatory whispers of the audience, and see the lights of quite a few phones ready to film the act. Technically this was against the rules of the circus, but Blink thoroughly enjoyed the attention. Attention was what he craved above all else. It was a pretty good substitute to the unattainable affection he desired. The lights went up and his performance began. He turned flips, bending and twisting his small form in ways that were both disturbing and oddly visually appealing. Cell phones flashed and people watched in stunned silence as he walked up to the stage apron on his hands, expertly turning back to his feet and taking a bow.
The act went brilliantly, as per usual. Crowds tended to love precocious children. When the act was done, the audience roared with applause. One audience member threw him a rose, tied to which was a twenty dollar tip. Blink blew a kiss in the direction of the giver, his face a charming but slightly gloating smile. He was a bit ostentatious when it came to performing, which irritated some of his colleagues.
As Blink turned to leave the stage, he noticed a sharp pain in the right side of his waist. Ce n'est rien. He mentally told himself, walking offstage trying to hide his discomfort from the audience. Blink had a top-notch pain tolerance. If he could feel it, it was probably more serious than just a little pulled muscle. But he decided to ignore it, walking over to where Desdemona the snake woman was entertaining the audience with her eerily graceful moves and terrifying yet strangely charming appearance. Not wanting to interrupt the show, Blink joined the audience, nudging his way up to the front of the crowd to where she could see him. The little boy walked stiffly, slumped forward slightly to try and ease his agonized right side. "Maman! Devines ce que j'ai?" He called out to her, running up to her, masking a pained wince with a giggle. He forced one of his signature gleeful smirks, waving his twenty dollar bill slightly so Des could see it. He wondered how many tips she got. Acrobats were impressive and all, but a snake woman was one of a kind.
@LadyRunic
For a kid who usually had a slew of behavioral issues and oddities and rarely paid much attention to anything, Blink took performing rather seriously. When he wasn't hunting souls or pestering his circus mates, he was usually practicing his act, twisting his little body into impossible knots as if he were made of rubber. He'd been self-teaching himself acrobatics and contortionist tricks since he was about five, and he was frankly speaking something of a prodigy. Since the souls he was consuming had slowed his aging to a standstill, he didn't have to worry about retiring from his profession at the young ages acrobats tend to retire at. If he didn't get killed or paralyzed, he could probably do this forever, and he certainly planned to.
The stage was dark when Blink walked onto it. He could here the anticipatory whispers of the audience, and see the lights of quite a few phones ready to film the act. Technically this was against the rules of the circus, but Blink thoroughly enjoyed the attention. Attention was what he craved above all else. It was a pretty good substitute to the unattainable affection he desired. The lights went up and his performance began. He turned flips, bending and twisting his small form in ways that were both disturbing and oddly visually appealing. Cell phones flashed and people watched in stunned silence as he walked up to the stage apron on his hands, expertly turning back to his feet and taking a bow.
The act went brilliantly, as per usual. Crowds tended to love precocious children. When the act was done, the audience roared with applause. One audience member threw him a rose, tied to which was a twenty dollar tip. Blink blew a kiss in the direction of the giver, his face a charming but slightly gloating smile. He was a bit ostentatious when it came to performing, which irritated some of his colleagues.
As Blink turned to leave the stage, he noticed a sharp pain in the right side of his waist. Ce n'est rien. He mentally told himself, walking offstage trying to hide his discomfort from the audience. Blink had a top-notch pain tolerance. If he could feel it, it was probably more serious than just a little pulled muscle. But he decided to ignore it, walking over to where Desdemona the snake woman was entertaining the audience with her eerily graceful moves and terrifying yet strangely charming appearance. Not wanting to interrupt the show, Blink joined the audience, nudging his way up to the front of the crowd to where she could see him. The little boy walked stiffly, slumped forward slightly to try and ease his agonized right side. "Maman! Devines ce que j'ai?" He called out to her, running up to her, masking a pained wince with a giggle. He forced one of his signature gleeful smirks, waving his twenty dollar bill slightly so Des could see it. He wondered how many tips she got. Acrobats were impressive and all, but a snake woman was one of a kind.
@LadyRunic
Just for fun, I ran Blink through a psych test.
In This little questionnaire, he came out as showing signs of Conduct Disorder and Oppositional Defiant Disorder.
For some reason "fucking licentious psychopath" wasn't an available result.
Blinky is a batshit basketcase.
In This little questionnaire, he came out as showing signs of Conduct Disorder and Oppositional Defiant Disorder.
For some reason "fucking licentious psychopath" wasn't an available result.
Blinky is a batshit basketcase.
I'm going to bed now. I'll be on in the morning and tomorrow should be an easy school day, so plenty of time to post.
@Belle Makes sense, though I thought Chitter was an errand girl and not a performer.
@Belle
Also performing... Under a big top, or in their own areas?
I was wondering the same. It was briefly mentioned the first post that there were more than one tent, but those could just be personal tents for changing and animal keeping and the like...
<Snipped quote by LadyRunic>
Chitter: *surprisingly joyfilled and excited voice.* Who wants to play hide and go seek? I haven't played for a long time. I'll start. I'll hide and you seek okay? *Turning away from victim her eyes seemingly disappear into the hollow abyss of her head as small fangs begin to grow. *He her laughter is heard fading into the distance.* Count to 20 and come find me! Hehehehe hehe!
Chitter is such a little creep. I just love her.
@Belle I finally posted! Sorry it's an hour late, I was out.
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