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The one I'm in currently and GMing. It has the best group of players and friends I could possibly ever imagine to play with and I consider myself lucky and blessed to have them as my friends every single day. Our rp's story, world and characters are just brimming with life, personality and potential, it's something that gives me great joy to read and write for every single day. I could go on to gush a lot about specifics with regards to why I love it so much and the small details that make it so, but mostly overall it really is the group of friends I'm grateful to be roleplaying with, and how our rp has taken on a life of its own. It's really riveting stuff. To those people, I say thank you.
Hey everyone, got a post up for the Big Top tent scene. :) I'll get another for our guys with the animals a bit later tonight. Hopefully I'm not holding anyone up! Love you alllll <3


Phillis Circus: The Big Top: Partioned Backroom

“Waa… what are they doing?” Estelle asked, her lips pursed into a tight pout. “Where are they going? That was Trixie and Lucien, wasn’t it?”

Estelle’s arms quickly folded across her chest, as she leaned her weight onto one side of her body to emphasise her pouting. Along with her pursed lips, her cheeks puffed up in a familiar manner to Trixie’s own whenever the prankster got cross. Estelle had been pretty nice and polite and enthusiastically waved when she saw the duo from across the curtained room, but the pair had vanished as soon as they saw them. That wasn’t particularly friendly, was it?

Unfortunately, even though Estelle had suggested their disguises to Aria, she was too dense to actually remember them and connect the dots with them and the reason for Trixie and Lucien’s panic. In her mind, she just connected it to being rude.

“Hmph!” Estelle muttered. “Let’s see what those two are doing, and if they’ve found out anything!”

“Ah… wah! Estelle! Wait!” Before Aria could warn or protest, Estelle began walking forwards, directly into the proverbial lion’s den, and in the middle of the bevy of circus performers. Aria hurried after her, trying to stop her friend as well as make sure she didn’t step out of the boundaries of her illusion, but this was too much, too soon…!

Flipping off one of the trapeze rings and gracefully landing on the balls of her feet again with a sharp, delicate pivot back again, the blonde tressed acrobat atop the tightrope outstretched her arms to secure her balance and watched over the rest of the room’s occupants with a quiet gaze, taking it all in as she silently monitored the rest of the performers as usual, making sure everyone was practicing as they should. Naturally, her eyes fell atop the two curious and unfamiliar clowns running across the room. Isabella said nothing, merely quietly watching, and continuing her practiced routine across the rope, cartwheeling and dancing further along it to keep up with the twosome.



“Es…telle!” Aria continued, gasping a hushed whisper as she tried to call her friend to stop her. Her eyes ran across the room of performers. Some hadn’t noticed them, but others closer to them on the ground floor began to look at them like Bella had, wondering what the two clowns were doing. “You need to wait righ-ah!”

Estelle finally stopped in her tracks, surprised by the sudden shriek from behind her. Turning in confusion, she saw the clowned façade Aria lying on the floor, and a new pair of people having emerged from a side entrance in-between the curtains, accidentally having collided into the illusionist. One of the two, a blonde haired girl with a large floppy magician’s hat and a dark matching robe, rubbed the arm which had smacked into Aria.

"Ooph! Heeey! Watch where you're--”

“Tammie, don’t tell me you walked into someone again.”

From beside the magician girl stood a man in his late twenties, one hand ringed around Tammie’s, the other clutching onto his pained stomach from where it had suffered a rough climb over a particularly pointy metal fence not a short time earlier. Dressed from neck to toe in a form fitting black and violet outfit, the man wore dirty blonde, dishevelled locks and a pair of red tinted goggles draped around his neck. Estelle and Aria instantly recognised the pair as the two who had been sitting on one of the ferris wheel’s main support beams, having been firmly entrenched in… in…



“You okay, ma’am?” Max asked, letting go of Tammie’s hand for just a second to offer it to Aria. The other firmly remained clinging to his stomach.
Heyas everyone! How are you all today? :D I hope you're all doing magically wonderful today!!

Best of luck with the torch construction, Fox, and everything else involved with that plus your studies too. ^^ I hope things aren't too taxing. You need your rest too! D| I love your song link as well! That was incredible! :)!

Buns... what the fuck @ people demolishing your bathroom. Hopefully they're nice, muscular buff dudes who are also topless? Yes? No?

Kei! Best of luck with everything too! You guys shouldn't be so busy omg D: I hope things aren't too stressful for you guys ;-; What's ARTenatibo, though?

Kathi, I hope everything is going smoothly for you at college! Have you met any nice, muscular buff dudes yet? And if not, why not?! >:0

Rex said Just a head's up, my post is getting a bit long. Gonna start leading into some setups (and make up for all the time lost with my absence lolol), so that's the reason hahaha. Hopefully it'll be up within an hour, I keep rewriting some parts and am currently trying to figure out how to manage leads/setup/eventual plot progression without rushing or leading myself into a dead end, while still keeping things open for change with your chars' actions. GMing is a lot more work than I thought :0


I can happily confirm that me and Rex are hard at work at and having fun discussing this and plotting things. >8D We have a lot of cool things in store for you guys, and it's just a generally fun and entertaining experience talking about this face to face (as opposed to text/skype). Lot quicker and easier. Also, Rex should give herself more credit, I don't really need to offer her much advice or tips or anything, she's got everything pretty much thought out perfectly already, huehuehue.

Since it's been a while, I thought I'd share you all another song as a celebration of this rp moving forward again. :) My favourite artist just released a new song AND I LUB IT

Yooooooooooooo


Phillis Circus: Big Top

Estelle was left speechless after her and Aria’s encounter with both Crispin and Vance Phillis, watching the pair’s exchange and the latter’s cold and threatening reception towards them. The manner in which he moved, looked and spoke was unnerving, and it certainly had a clear effect on Crispin, making him haul himself away from that spot to dash off somewhere else. After Vance turned his attention towards Estelle and Aria, it had made the swordswoman want to do the same as well, leaving her stunned and unable to know what to think, before he sauntered off without waiting for a reply.

"Looks like our disguises are working fine.” Aria breathed a sigh of relief after the danger had passed. “Do you suppose he was someone important? Perhaps we should follow him, or maybe we could go and 'man our posts' and chat with some other performers?"

Important was an understatement. Someone who dressed like that and carried such an air of superiority was one thing, and the ability to actually make people follow his demands such as the youth in the cap did was another. There was no doubt that man was someone. The only question was who?

Estelle had a nagging feeling weighing down on the back of her mind. Like the strange man in the cap and pink shirt that had popped out on them, the other man in the regal red coated ringmaster’s outfit… seemed familiar. Estelle had definitely seen him somewhere before, but she knew she had never spoken to him. A man like that felt like someone you wouldn’t forget. Who was he?

With a narrowing of her eyes, Estelle looked away from where Vance had vanished to, and turned her eyes in the direction of Crispin’s departure.

“We could probably check him out later,” Estelle mused aloud. “I think we might be able to do a bit better talking to the other guy. C’mon, if we’re quick, we might be able to find him again.”

With a nod from Aria, the pair began to follow after Crispin. Like the red ringmaster, the other man felt familiar to Estelle too, although she couldn’t remember where. He was, at least, not as threatening as the other. Hopefully they could coax some new information from him.


Phillis Circus: Funhouse

Eric sobbed profusely. It didn’t matter how far he ran or searched, there was no sign of his precious niece anywhere inside the fun house. Tears welled up and streamed down his cheeks with abundance, and a thick stream of snot started to trail from his nose and over his lips.

Oh, what had happened! Where were you, little one? Were you safe and okay? Please, by the gods, let his wonderful little niece please be okay!

“Oh, well, hey, would you look at that. We’re finally out of that shithole.” Moira placed her hands on her hips and nodded in satisfaction as she and the rest of her group broke out of the perplexing and irritating maze that was the funhouse. She lifted one hand up and over her face to shield her eyes from the sunlight above.

“I told you we should have just stuck to the left the whole way through,” Syed smiled, before feeling slightly guilty for the feeling after still seeing Eric sobbing.

“Oh, quit your belly achin’” Moira grumbled, kneeing the man in the rear. “We’ll find her, so just pipe down, huh?”

“Yeeeargh!”

A sudden scream broke out from nearby, one that threw up all of the quartet’s fears and agitation at once. They spun around, following the source of the voice that emanated from a short distance around the side of the large funhouse. A look between all three members of the Pride yielded a nod of understanding, and they immediately began to dash forwards, leaving a confused Eric follow desperately in their wake.

“Hey, was it just me or did that scream sound like…” Syed began to murmur, and Xandra nodded back.

“Yes. It sounded like…”

“Lute!”

Skidding to a stop around the corner, the trio discovered the virtuoso slowly backing away from a mighty, impressive lion. Alongside it, other large animals, including a gorilla, bear, elephant and panda, drew closer in a circular formation around him, as if making to surround him. He was quickly running out of places to retreat to, and the animals stalked ever more diligently towards him.

“G-g-guys?” Lute’s trembling eyes widened as he saw them.
No rollercoaster riding for Pach. Pach's a bit of a wimp when it comes to those things >_<

I'm glad to hear the laptop survived, Fox, and best of luck with your upcoming hectic schedule. Hopefully it's not too busy. :( Last night me and Rex went up the Eiffel Tower at night, it was pretty. c| Today we're flying back to England so we might be a bit busy again, but we should be able to get posts up again this weekend and starting next week I'm back at work (*sobs profusely*) so things should return back to normal posting wise. :) Hopefully we can do our best to get things back to daily posting then!

How is everyone today? I hope you're all having an absolutely wonderful time! <3
Not yet. But one day. ONE DAY!
@ delay stuff, I dunno. I get that real life issues can get in the way and it trumps that of rps, but it's still really frigging annoying when someone says they'll make a post by a certain date or whatever, and then don't. Or they make promises to post again and again in an extended period of time and then just... don't. I'd rather an rp had a clear posting frequency displayed that every player including the GM strived to achieve or that it was made clear from the outset from the posting requirements, expectations and availability of players are before the rp starts. Sure, some players may be impatient, but some people also expect others to be ridiculously patient to absurd lengths of time. I was once in an rp where the GM vanished for periods of a month to six months, or one player would post twice a year. Shit was ridiculous and not really surprising I would think that I would choose to eventually quit.
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