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Holas everyone! I hope all of you have had a wonderfully fantabulous day and are enjoying the fact that we're so close to the end of the week and thus WEEKENDDDD! Me and Rex are going to wait for Kathi to post before we continue our scenes. Kathi how are you, you okay?

In sadder news, Fox has to depart from the rp (for a hopefully short period). As I'm sure everyone here is aware, Fox's schedule has proven to be chaotically ridiculous to the nth degree, and having five literature and reading classes has unfortunately taken its toll on her, and so she's requested the opportunity to back down. Of course, Fox is a part of our family whether or not she's in the rp, and is always free to comment in the ooc and return to the rp whenever she feels comfortable to do so. This rp simply wouldn't be what it is without everything she's done, and this is her rp as much as it is everyone elses. Fox, we'll all be waiting for you, and we all pray and wish that things improve scholastically wise as soon as possible! <3 Best of luck!!!

At the same time, bizarrely enough timing wise... as sad as the news is regarding one player's leave from the rp, I... also have some more news regarding other players that was confirmed yesterday, and that is that... next chapter...



Get excited



Phillis Circus: Animal Cages

Eric and Xandra watched from a distance, the helplessness with which their companions so cruelly and horribly suffered beneath Abram’s animals and their maniacal torture. Honestly, it was excruciatingly hard to bear watching… especially Moira’s face and the strange expressions in which it was contorted. A mixture of laughter from the animals’ tickling and her attempts to appear sexy towards Abram did not make a pretty combination.

“Now Sasha! Olga! Elana! Let our guests be able stand again. They no need bath no more. Except maybe small runty guy. Is good joke, da? Ha! Ha! Ha!” Abram jovially laughed, walking over towards where Lute laid and scooping him up quickly and plopping him back on his feet, slapping his back with a hearty smile and almost launching him back down onto the ground.

“You guests all be here for grand circus show, da? It be most amazing show of all. Not one to be missed! Grand highlight, and is where Abram and his girls be performing! You be coming, da?” Abram stroked his moustache with one gigantic finger, and grinned.

Suddenly… footsteps approached from behind, surprising Abram and making the beefy, muscular man turn on the spot.

"Abram," Vance said, addressing the man before waiting for any pleasantries or other acknowledgement. "The others are currently preparing for tonight's performance. Perhaps you could assist with setting up the center stage."

“Oh, Vance! Humblest apologies! Abram got briefly distracted. He’ll be going to Big Top right now! Helping set up is no big problem whatsoever!” Abram laughed over and over again, flicking his hands towards his animals and pointing his fingers towards the tops. Unanimously, all of them obediently obeyed and began to slowly saunter their way towards it. Abram placed his hands on his hips and nodded in satisfaction.

A short chuckle escaped Vance’s lips, as the ringmaster continued his walk. He patted Abram’s broad back, then took a sly step out of the burly man’s reach as he attempted to do the same in return, knowing just how uncomfortably powerful the Beast Tamer’s pats could be. The man continued his walk throughout the circus’ grounds, to round up any other straggling members of the performers and escort them to the Big Top.

“I humbly apologise, friends,” Abram bowed deeply in front of Moira, Syed, Lute, Xandra and Eric. “But Abram must be going now. Much to do and work, da? Hope you all have fun time at circus. Main performance be starting in a short while… still sometime to relax and have fun around circus before it starts, but you no miss big performance, da? Much regret if you do!”

With that, the giant Abram laughed again, and turned to walk off, in the direction of the Phillis Circus’ largest tent, leaving the quintet behind to stare in silence. Finally, Eric blinked himself free of his dazed reverie, and began to walk forwards again, his eyes darting between the fanciful, multi coloured tents. He still needed to find his missing niece!
A semi-collab with Rexy-woo




Phillis Circus: Big Top

Estelle pulled her wrist sharply from the boy’s grip as soon as they reached a stop, retracting it close to her chest and gingerly rubbing her wrist. The strange and mildly creepy man had gripped Estelle’s wrist in the same hand as the one holding his burnt out fire stick, making the entire escort somewhat less then pleasant.

She looked up, eyeing the man with narrow, suspicious eyes. He looked familiar… but from where? Was it a good thing, or a bad thing? Who on Ddaear was he, what was his business and… where had he taken them?

Estelle inspected their surroundings, her eyes gazing over the brightly coloured curtains enclosing the space off from everywhere around, and the general privacy of the area, including the mirror set in one corner beside the walls decorated with equipment and costumes. This… this certainly looked incredibly weird. What was this guy’s deal? What did he want with them? Did he… did he manage to guess who they were, and what they wanted? Or was it something else, something as equally sinister or-

"Okaaay, so you two are new, right? Did Sammie hire you, or did she hire you?"

“…hire us?” Estelle’s face scrunched up tightly as she looked at Crispin with an unamused expression. “What do you mean by that? Are you some kind of pervert or something?” The swordswoman’s fist rose high in the air above him. “If you’re planning on trying something to us mister, you’re in for a rude awakening, because we’re not just going to sit back and take whatever disgusting, creepy things you’ve got in mind you sick whacko-”

“Woah woah WOAH!” Crispin’s hand waved frantically in the air between himself and the two clowns. “It’s nothing like that, I swear! I, I, I… just… y’know...”

“Know what?”

“Did you join the circus, or did you join the circus?”

BAM

“What the butt was that for?!” Crispin yelped as he rolled about on the floor like an infant, his hands nursing his sore, reddening cheek. A small wisp of steam rose from Estelle’s fist.

“C’mon, Aria, let’s get out of here…”

“Nononono wait don’t leave me, don’t- yow!!”

The hand that had been waving up in the air to stall Estelle and Aria suddenly met the ground again in a loving embrace as Estelle stomped it on her way to walking away from Crispin’s ‘private room’.

“Oh my mom’s going to kill me…” The poor youth sobbed.
Hi diddly ho everybody!

I hope everybody here is doing okay and that things pick up for everyone and you can all start to relax a bit more. So weird how all of this has started happening at once, huh? :0

I know I've been unable to post consistently since I've been on a 'holiday break' and so I'm exceptionally guilty of this myself, but I hope in the near future we're able to return to a 'post per day' schedule soon, otherwise problems will start to occur in this rp and we won't get anywhere... It's okay like this for now, but I just wanted to make it clear so that everybody is aware that this kind of current posting frequency won't be the norm at all, it's just temporary, and that I hope and expect we'll be able to return to the way the rp's meant to be very soon.

Is that okay?

I'm going to catch up on reading posts now and then write one myself. I hope everyone has a fabulous day!

Music from me~



And in other news, I started playing Professor Layton vs Phoenix Wright today, and the game is simply marvelous. I haven't gotten too far yet, but my oh my-

Try uploading your gif to imgur instead. I find that to be the best reliable source for my image hosting needs.
PopeAlessandros said
This sounds like your talking about Storygaming, a concept that I engage in on a site dedicated to such things, and where a handful of aspiring writers work together to better their writing. You idea is nearly identical, save in a Storygame, the readers make their own suggestions rather than you giving the options, and those are what's voted on. Your version is a bit more restrictive, still relying almost entirely on your own imagination rather than giving the readers an actual hand in the creative part of the process, but as I have noticed in RPers the distinct lack of such motivations, I see your way working better here.


Phones' suggestion is probably the best, yeah. Not neccessarily so much because of RPers' creative motivations, but that sometimes you get people just offer derailing, trolling suggestions which border on the completely stupid and/or offensive. It depends on how well it's set up and established to be more serious minded at the start though I guess, and how well people can respond to that.

Saying that though, giving people the opportunity to make suggestions other then Phones' own can help lead the story into creative new ways that could help inspire her story even further, so both options have their pros and cons.
Member's Lounge sounds as fine a place as any.
Phillis Circus: Animal Cages

“Okay, um… HELP! We’re gonna get eaten here!” Lute’s shrill pitched yelp escaped into the air. Just in front of him, a glimmer twinkled in Moira’s eye.

"I wrestle bears for a hobby.” She hissed. A slight smirk crept up her lips at the thought of the challenge ahead. "Bring it. Nobody's touchin' my mate on my watch."

"An animal tamer would REALLY be appreciated right now!!!" Lute utilised the abilities of his and his familiar Delilah to amplify his shout as loud as he possibly could, hoping against hope that his desperate plea could reach the ears of someone who could help. Xandra, from behind the perimeter of the encircled animals also turned her head sharply from side to side, whilst keeping a wary eye on the dangerous beasts. A part of her wanted to jump into the fray as well, to protect Lute just like Moira and Syed did… whilst another part kept her back. A part that made her feet remained rooted to the ground. She told herself it was to protect the civilian, Eric, but… that wasn’t simply it, was it?



“OH MY GOD!!” Eric’s voice loudly shot out above the group, even above that of Lute and his amplified voice. “WHAT IF THEY ATE MY NIECE?!”

And it was with that that all of the animals moved at once. A flurry of limbs, paws, fur and teeth launched forwards at all angles in unison. Bears, pandas, rhinos, gorillas, giraffes, lions, elephants, panthers and more… moving at a speed far too quick to avoid or resist. One on one, Moira might have stood a chance at knocking back and keeping at bay. But all at once…!

A loud crash echoed again throughout the circus. Locked with horrified grimaces, Xandra and Eric stared in dismay at the carnage that laid before them, and the savagely torn and shredded bodies of their three companions and the grisly fate that had overtook them…

As each of the animals about them, pinning them to the ground, affectionately licked their hands and faces.

“St-ha, ha- stop- ha! HA! HAHA! Stop that, you shits! Hahaha!” Moira’s body wobbled to and fro as the lion and bears pinned her to the ground and tickled her most sensitive areas with their tongues. Lute and Syed too were completely trapped and left helpless, reduced to a giggling fit by the assortment of animals atop them. The sparks that accidentally shot off from Syed’s body didn’t faze the rhino’s tough hide whatsoever.

“What… what are they doing?” Eric asked, his eyes blinking in disbelief as he towered over Xandra’s shoulder.

And then both of them were shocked by the sound of a big, burly voice in a foreign accent belonging to a large, muscular man towering over both their shoulders.



“DAHAHAHA! Aren’t they all so precious?” Abram laughed jovially, patting both Eric and Xandra’s shoulders in a mighty slap that could only be defined as a little too friendly.

“Ah… ow…” Eric winced in pain.

“GREETINGS, LITTLE FRIENDS, AND WELCOME TO BIG, MIGHTY FUN CIRCUS!” Abram laughed, his moustache bristling and his mighty pecs rippling. “These be all Abram’s children, and they look happy to see you! Don’t be scared! They no bite!”
Heya Phones!!

The best way to get back into the rythym and flow of writing and rping is, of course, to be writing. We always get down periods with lack of inspiration but the best way to pick that back up again is by of course writing. And this is an absolutely wonderful way to do so!

I did something similar to this once before on an old forum in a humorous, comical fashion - styled in the same way as old PC 'choose your adventure' type games but with humorous situations and results, allowing other posters to choose and determine the actions of what happened. It was shortlived, but most importantly of all it was a lot of fun. Let me link a few segments beneath a hider.



I'd imagine yours might be more serious in tone, but it is a fun game to play. :)

Also! Don't be afraid or dismissive of Casual, Phones. Whilst rps in that section might not write posts to the lengthy extent of Advanced, it doesn't mean the rp concepts, writing or players are in any way worse, and I think you'd be doing yourself a disservice by missing out on playing with some decent rpers and people in that section. :) It's also always good writing practice as well, and can help you get back into the motion of writing. :)

Hope you're doing well, Phones! <3
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