Murder Tale VII: The Devil's Carnival

[Kaykay]

As the woman prompted for everyone to give her their weapons, Kyousuke just held his hands out and to the side, shrugging and sighing with a smile on his face.

"Don't worry, I'm not the kind of person to carry a weapon around, especially at a carnival. I'm just here to have a little fun."

The man didn't even have anything to show. Seemed he came with just himself.

@CCC Kouhai​

 

[Chewy Rabbits]

"Oh, thanks Sam! Any time you want to do any cool tricks with Dolly, I won't mind. Just be sure to ask, alrighty?"

Aika smiled as she got her Dolly back, and slipping her ticket into her Dolly's pockets. Overjoyed that she met some nice friends here after all, she didn't seem that bothered to hold Sam's head, and even better, Aika noticed that the doggy from earlier, Iggy, was following them. If only her own doggy, Biskit, was here, then it would be a true enjoyable time, even more so with her parents around.

It was nice to see Aika was just as eager to share her things as Sam was to share his time with her! It would make the experience at this carnival all the more exciting! As Sam exchanged the doll with Aika however, Sam couldn't help but fail to shake off the thoughts lingering in the back of his head. Normally his telekinesis was used for more mundane utilities rather than anything practical like helping him communicate when his child-like dialect wouldn't suffice. Such as opening a door when Sam was too short in his child form to open it himself. But he had never felt another will pushing against him when he attempted to use his telekinesis on a seemingly inanimate object.

It was a disturbing feeling to say the least. The spirit was so used to playing with things like a child that the thought of something opposing him was one that didn't rear it's head too much.

But Aika cared for the doll and so Sam would tolerate it's presence for as long as it was convenient for him. But sparing a glance at the doll while holding hands with Aika, Sam's head sharply lowered and a low hiss could have been heard coming from behind his mask.

But Aika would likely question why Sam chose to hiss if she heard it. So quickly following up the hiss with a usual giggle, Sam kept his gaze focused on Dolly. If there was indeed something more to this doll than met the eye, Sam wouldn't let it get the better of him. Aika was his friend. Not this doll's!

"Heh...Heh."​

As the woman prompted for everyone to give her their weapons, Kyousuke just held his hands out and to the side, shrugging and sighing with a smile on his face.

"Don't worry, I'm not the kind of person to carry a weapon around, especially at a carnival. I'm just here to have a little fun."

The man didn't even have anything to show. Seemed he came with just himself.

Oh, well now wasn't that an interesting sight? After seeing the wonderland of goodies that Takeru seemed to have, the fact this tall man with oddly colored hair didn't seem to have anything surprised Sam. Yes, some of the others attending this carnival weren't necessarily loaded with extravagant accessories like Takeru but nothing at all worth showing? Even though it wasn't all of his candy, Sam had his lolipop! It was almost enough to make him feel a sharp pang of pity for the man. Before deciding to giggle anyhow. Maybe this man could come along with Aika, him, and Iggy as they explored the carnival!

He might not have had any material items worth noting. But if he stuck around with the sack baby known as Sam and co?

He'd have memories of their interactions for years to come! Which is why gently pulling Aika along, Sam glanced up at Kyousuke and tugged at his pantleg to get the man's attention. Since the last time he had just giggled to grab someone's attention, it ended up with him being punched and a crater left in the ground. Also, pumpkin seeds got everywhere and those were just a mess to clean up.

"Hi! Hehehehehe!"

@CCC Kouhai @Kaykay @The Tactician @CrunchyCHEEZIT @Gummi Bunnies ​

 

[Krieg]

Unlike the others, once again, Frisk was shockingly taking this quite well. Even going as far as to hum a familiar melody, the patient child of the Ruins stood, a scarf dear to Papyrus given to the human as a token of friendship and for actually eating his most famed spaghetti. Despite the surface being open, every once in awhile the skeleton brothers, Toriel, Asgore, and Frisk often visited Snowdin. Funnily enough, even with the surface open, the Ruins still beckoned as home faintly, that beacon of familiarity warming the hearts of the monsters that dwelt within for countless years. Even Frisk, whom had only been there a few times to her recollection, still found the place eerily comforting. Honestly, even he could not explain it herself, as if it carried a certain charm to that humble, chilly village.

Returning the wave to Luso with her trademark patient smile, Frisk seemed unaffected by the sight of Sam, as most children would probably screech and run. Instead, Frisk kept that smile, waving towards the young, pagan scarecrow demon thingy, having encountered much worse in the Ruins. After all, making friends will a robot literally designed to exterminate humans? That was a feat only Frisk could accomplish, a true test of the child's innocence and purity in the world. Of course, the child was never perfect, nobody was, and he knew others may of taken less...unsavory approaches. But in the end, good always triumphed over evil, kindness over strife, freedom over control.

At least, in theory.

Breaking out of the line, Frisk hobbled along in a rather stiff matter, the youngling on her way to approach the accented guard Frederika. However, in Frisk's adventure of navigating among the much taller individuals around him, the child nearly yelped at the crack of a whip towards the silly, fourth-wall breaking mercenary with a mouth. With a imaginary explanation point popping above Frisk's head, the human approached Deadpool, the child barely coming up to the mercenary's thigh. Huffing lightly, Frisk began to dig into her pockets, making a surprised noise as he lifted something strange yet welcoming out of it.

Flowers. Golden flowers.

Loud mouth idiot bent of killing and making corny puns or not, Frisk hated seeing others get hurt. So, in some attempt to make Deadpool feel better, Frisk gave Deadpool a few of the golden flowers. And by gave, the child stood on her tiptoes and placed them ironically next to the holster of Deadpool's very dangerous and very deadly firearms. With a satisfied hmph! and a soft giggle, Frisk hopped along to Frederika, giving the older woman a silly salute in the process. Reaching up to his neck, the determined protagonist unraveled her precious scarlet scarf, handing it up to the lady. She really didn't want to lose it, it meant a lot to Frisk, and with how maddening the carnival looked, it was a risk he didn't want to take.

Also, in the process, she let Frederika know of "SAVE", "ACT", "MERCY", and "LOAD" abilities. If they actually carried any weight in this world, well, was another question entirely. But, with those formalities set aside, Frisk let out a bit of a laugh, making her way past the officer, giving the older woman a goofy expression in the process. The Ruins did not best the human, through all of it's false evils and monsters, having went through the world in peace and companionship. Why should this carnival do the same? Everyone should deserve a bit of happiness in their life, violence is a horrific beast that brews in the hearts of men and demons.

And Frisk, the savior of the Underworld, was not going to let violence best her. No matter how many SAVE's or LOAD's, he will prevail. Never to give up, never to lose hope, never to lose determination, that is what drives Frisk. It is the drive of humanity, the willingness to endure, whether it be the finest hour, or the darkest hour...

Don't give up

Never give up

@CCC Kouhai
@OrlandoBloomers
@Verite
@Archmage Jeremiah
@The Tactician
@Gummi Bunnies
@Bomb
@Kaykay
@T.O.M.
@The Silver Paladin
@CrunchyCHEEZIT
@DapperDogman
@Crow
@york​

 

[Gummi Bunnies]

It was nice to see Aika was just as eager to share her things as Sam was to share his time with her! It would make the experience at this carnival all the more exciting! As Sam exchanged the doll with Aika however, Sam couldn't help but fail to shake off the thoughts lingering in the back of his head. Normally his telekinesis was used for more mundane utilities rather than anything practical like helping him communicate when his child-like dialect wouldn't suffice. Such as opening a door when Sam was too short in his child form to open it himself. But he had never felt another will pushing against him when he attempted to use his telekinesis on a seemingly inanimate object.

It was a disturbing feeling to say the least. The spirit was so used to playing with things like a child that the thought of something opposing him was one that didn't rear it's head too much.

But Aika cared for the doll and so Sam would tolerate it's presence for as long as it was convenient for him. But sparing a glance at the doll while holding hands with Aika, Sam's head sharply lowered and a low hiss could have been heard coming from behind his mask.

But Aika would likely question why Sam chose to hiss if she heard it. So quickly following up the hiss with a usual giggle, Sam kept his gaze focused on Dolly. If there was indeed something more to this doll than met the eye, Sam wouldn't let it get the better of him. Aika was his friend. Not this doll's!

"Heh...Heh."​

Oh, well now wasn't that an interesting sight? After seeing the wonderland of goodies that Takeru seemed to have, the fact this tall man with oddly colored hair didn't seem to have anything surprised Sam. Yes, some of the others attending this carnival weren't necessarily loaded with extravagant accessories like Takeru but nothing at all worth showing? Even though it wasn't all of his candy, Sam had his lolipop! It was almost enough to make him feel a sharp pang of pity for the man. Before deciding to giggle anyhow. Maybe this man could come along with Aika, him, and Iggy as they explored the carnival!

He might not have had any material items worth noting. But if he stuck around with the sack baby known as Sam and co?

He'd have memories of their interactions for years to come! Which is why gently pulling Aika along, Sam glanced up at Kyousuke and tugged at his pantleg to get the man's attention. Since the last time he had just giggled to grab someone's attention, it ended up with him being punched and a crater left in the ground. Also, pumpkin seeds got everywhere and those were just a mess to clean up.

"Hi! Hehehehehe!"

@CCC Kouhai @Kaykay @The Tactician @CrunchyCHEEZIT @Gummi Bunnies ​

Definitely unaware of the fact that Sam had some sort of... lingering thoughts towards her Dolly, Aika followed along with the upmost childish curiosity. Though, she was a bit curious as to why Sam was interested in this older individual. Well, it didn't hurt to get more friends here!

"Oh, hi mister! Um... are you really here to have fun?"

@CCC Kouhai @Kaykay @The Tactician @CrunchyCHEEZIT @T.O.M.​

 

[OrlandoBloomers]

Deadpool had already moved on by the time Frederika got around to dealing with him, having turned his attention to attempting to resuscitate Monsieur Loyal in his own unique way.

"WAKE UP AND LET US IN, ASSHOLE! EASTER'S OVER IN NINETEEN TIMEZONES!"

It didn't take long, however, for the policewoman's disciplinary actions to get his attention, his white-covered eyes shooting open in unbridled shock.

"SWEET CHRISTMAS! MY ASS!"

The merc yowled, leaping three feet in the air like his pants were on fire as any sane man would and landing in a crumpled, dramatic heap on his knees, pointing a finger at Frederika furiously and admonishing her with a strained voice.

"Listen, Natasha, I only accept vaguely arousing floggings from hot foreign chicks if there are THREE or less kids in the room! And only if they're from a country where they've seen worse already, like Japan!"

We haven't been this humiliated since we walked in on that Codarus guy posing in the bathroom.

"Shut up, me. That was second-hand shame. It's completely different."

He shook his head with a pout somehow expressive even through his mask, getting to his feet and sagging in frustration. After a few moments, he huffed out a disgruntled breath, glancing over at the nearest person to his right - who just happened to be Kuroko.

"So... are you an actual little girl, or is this one of those loli things I hear so much about? We got an expert on those in America, y'know. Yeah. Name's Chris Hansen--"

He was mercifully cut off by the arrival of perhaps the shortest of the short people gathered here today: a little mopheaded sweater-type number with those weird Brock from Pokemon eyes that don't open, who wasted no time in planting something on his holster that struck him immediately. Wade gasped, hand shooting to his chest as he whipped his head from the flowers to Frisk and back again several times, somehow taking more and more surprised breaths with each shift. Finally, he reacted, galloping after the kid like Scrooge on Christmas Eve.

"How in the everlovin' dictionary did you know?! These match the little yellow boxes I think in PERFECTLY!"

No they don't.

"But only because the way they render here looks like ass. So, kid, what's your name? You all excited for... Disneyland, or wherever the fuck we are?"

@Krieg @CCC Kouhai @Jeremi @the waiting line​

 

[IntrusivePenDesperateSword]

Rumble was going to help whoever was in need of some justice serving at this carnival. Spooky as it might have been, it went unnoticed by Rumble. His stage didn't matter, his opponent's special moves did. He just had to find out who this opponent is first. Because he was oddly certain someone following the path of evil was among them.

Stepping up to the closest people to him, who were conveniently enough Frisk and Deadpool, he raised his pixelated hand to the two, giving them a serious glance with his one not patched eye. "Greetings, human people! I am here to serve justice to those following evil! Do you know any nearby?"

@Krieg @OrlandoBloomers

 

[Ryu Keiko]

A blonde woman walked up, biting her bottom lip nervously as she looked at the others around. She didn't know who these people were, nor did she exactly understand what was going on, but she was here so... "'Ello~" she said softly and nervously. "My name's Seras. Seras Victoria." She smiled. Her English accent was prominent as she spoke, hoping she introduced herself correctly. She hadn't had much interaction with others since she became a memeber of the Hellsing Organization, and even less when she became a vampire. All thanks to Master of course..... She thought as she looked around.

@Verite @Archmage Jeremiah @CCC Kouhai @Gummi Bunnies @Bomb @Kaykay @The Tactician @The Silver Paladin @CrunchyCHEEZIT @DapperDogman @Crow @york @Krieg @C.T. @OrlandoBloomers @Ringmaster@Jeremi @IntrusivePenDesperateSword @Schnee Corp Lawyer @Atomyk @Archwar @Gwazi Magnum @ResistingTheEnlightened @GlassTrinity @MrSandman

@Anyone else I missed....
(Sorry for missing this!!! Laptop was crapped out for a while!)

 

[Ryu Keiko]

__________________

She looked at the young boy who asked whether or not he would be in trouble for breaking a rule, taking out a notepad and a pen. She quickly wrote a few words inside the pad, making grumbling noises. She never really liked having to deal with people breaking the rules; however, she was better than physically punishing a guest. "Uh, vhat's your name sir?" She asked, "And... Vhat rule did you break?" Frederika noticed the little child who wore a sack on his head. She smiled at him as she thought that he was making fun of Monsieur Loyal who she had knocked down several minutes ago. She was too used to have many unique guests, no matter how terrifying they look. So, this child almost seemed cute to her. However, the child seemed to then point to the male that she was talking with. "Ah... vhat exactly are you tryin' to tell me, kid? If it has to do vith this young gentleman I'm talking vith, it better be good."

Another odd male began to speak to her, complimenting her name. This was something else that Frederika was used to. Many guests tried the flattering move in order to slip by the carnival without any detection. Though, this policewoman was much more prepared for anything. She would have smiled at the male, thanking him for his kind words.

"Thank you, mister... Vhat is your name?" She honestly needed to know everyone's name before speaking to them. It makes things much more easier. The woman also had attracted another child who was covered in red clothing. The child had asked her if the policewoman had seen her parents, which was odd that the child wasn't with her parents in the first place. "Ah, child," She gave her a reassuring smile, "Tell me how your parents look like, and I'll have my eye out for them." Beginning to write again, she made a note to look out for the child's parents which she left room to write in details that could help her distinguish them.

It was then that she had overheard the young male who she talked to first as his conversation with another woman was about possessing weapons. Frederika reached into her pocket, taking out a silver whistle. Placing the whistle in between her lips, she would have blew on it, signaling everyone's attention. "Please, do not bring any veapons into the carnival! It could be very dangerous for you to have vem!" She quickly walked towards the ticket booth, asking for a huge bag that could be used to store several items. Frederika flipped the page on the notepad, bending a corner of the page as if the page she had was extremely important. She laid the bag in front of them, crossing her arms underneath her chest as her smile disappeared. "If you have any veapons, please bring vem forvard now! There are severe punishments for those who have these!" It seemed like the woman was not joking around this time. For some reason, it was extremely important for them not to have their weapons inside the carnival. Was it for safety precautions?

"I vould also like all of your names. At the end, you vill all be able to have your veapons back. If you refuse, you must give me a good explanation on vhy you vant to have it vith you!"

Poop. Now you will have to give up your weapons.

@Archmage Jeremiah @The Tactician @T.O.M. @The Silver Paladin @Gummi Bunnies @york @Verite @Bomb @Crow @DapperDogman
________________________


I require all of you to post your weapons and or any items that you have with you. This is extremely important so that everyone knows who has what! If you do not post what you have, then do not mention the item at all during the tale!


Those who are at the entrance with Monsieur Loyal and ready to enter:
(13/26)
@Verite
@Archmage Jeremiah
@The Tactician
@Gummi Bunnies
@Bomb
@Kaykay
@T.O.M.
@The Silver Paladin
@CrunchyCHEEZIT
@DapperDogman
@Crow
@york
@Krieg (Going to drag him since he's busy)

Waiting on:
(13/26)
@C.T. @Ryu Keiko @OrlandoBloomers @Ringmaster
@Schnee Corp Lawyer @Atomyk @Jeremi @Archwar @IntrusivePenDesperateSword
@Gwazi Magnum @ResistingTheEnlightened @GlassTrinity @MrSandman

These are just the people who are ready to go to inside the carnival. Please make sure to post heading towards the entrance, waiting on Monsieur Loyal or waits on Monsieur Loyal for entrance.

Once everyone has posted this, I will know to continue. You may want to post soon. Also, please be sure to state your name and any weapons/items you possess!
​

She noticed people handing weaponry and what not over to the lady in a similar uniform she wore and smiled. She must be security or something around here.. She thought. Not one to break rules of law, the ex-policewoman removed her anti-tank rifle, which should have been impossible for any human to carry, let alone this girl, from her shoulder and let the butt of it hit the ground, with a loud clank. "Here you are madam~!" she exclaimed happily.

@CCC Kouhai

 

[Jeremi]

Deadpool had already moved on by the time Frederika got around to dealing with him, having turned his attention to attempting to resuscitate Monsieur Loyal in his own unique way.

"WAKE UP AND LET US IN, ASSHOLE! EASTER'S OVER IN NINETEEN TIMEZONES!"

It didn't take long, however, for the policewoman's disciplinary actions to get his attention, his white-covered eyes shooting open in unbridled shock.

"SWEET CHRISTMAS! MY ASS!"

The merc yowled, leaping three feet in the air like his pants were on fire as any sane man would and landing in a crumpled, dramatic heap on his knees, pointing a finger at Frederika furiously and admonishing her with a strained voice.

"Listen, Natasha, I only accept vaguely arousing floggings from hot foreign chicks if there are THREE or less kids in the room! And only if they're from a country where they've seen worse already, like Japan!"

We haven't been this humiliated since we walked in on that Codarus guy posing in the bathroom.

"Shut up, me. That was second-hand shame. It's completely different."

He shook his head with a pout somehow expressive even through his mask, getting to his feet and sagging in frustration. After a few moments, he huffed out a disgruntled breath, glancing over at the nearest person to his right - who just happened to be Kuroko.

"So... are you an actual little girl, or is this one of those loli things I hear so much about? We got an expert on those in America, y'know. Yeah. Name's Chris Hansen--"

He was mercifully cut off by the arrival of perhaps the shortest of the short people gathered here today: a little mopheaded sweater-type number with those weird Brock from Pokemon eyes that don't open, who wasted no time in planting something on his holster that struck him immediately. Wade gasped, hand shooting to his chest as he whipped his head from the flowers to Frisk and back again several times, somehow taking more and more surprised breaths with each shift. Finally, he reacted, galloping after the kid like Scrooge on Christmas Eve.

"How in the everlovin' dictionary did you know?! These match the little yellow boxes I think in PERFECTLY!"

No they don't.

"But only because the way they render here looks like ass. So, kid, what's your name? You all excited for... Disneyland, or wherever the fuck we are?"

@Krieg @CCC Kouhai @Jeremi @the waiting line​

What kind of dumb question was that. "I'm Kuroko Shirai and I go to Tokiwadai Middle School. Not that it really matters how old I am. Don't you know it's rude to ask a lady for her age anyway?" Before she got a response he would've moved his attention to another kid...Kuroko was starting to think that someone here was a pedo...

Rumble was going to help whoever was in need of some justice serving at this carnival. Spooky as it might have been, it went unnoticed by Rumble. His stage didn't matter, his opponent's special moves did. He just had to find out who this opponent is first. Because he was oddly certain someone following the path of evil was among them.

Stepping up to the closest people to him, who were conveniently enough Frisk and Deadpool, he raised his pixelated hand to the two, giving them a serious glance with his one not patched eye. "Greetings, human people! I am here to serve justice to those following evil! Do you know any nearby?"

@Krieg @OrlandoBloomers

Whoa this guy looked like he came straight out of a video game! Was that some kind of Esper power she didn't know about? "I can't speak for anyone else but I'm certainly not a person of evil."

@Krieg @OrlandoBloomers @IntrusivePenDesperateSword

 

[Ringmaster]

She noticed people handing weaponry and what not over to the lady in a similar uniform she wore and smiled. She must be security or something around here.. She thought. Not one to break rules of law, the ex-policewoman removed her anti-tank rifle, which should have been impossible for any human to carry, let alone this girl, from her shoulder and let the butt of it hit the ground, with a loud clank. "Here you are madam~!" she exclaimed happily.

@CCC Kouhai

"You expecting a war?"

Twisted Fate had stared down enough times at that little psychotic in Piltover to not recognize a similar weapon. That and it was just good sense to identify local trouble, so you could readily avoid it. As it was the weapon was the first thing that got his attention. The second was....Was....Well, lets be frank.

It was her breasts.

Wolf and Lamb, they were massive. Still, far be it from him to be crude, at least here. Mostly because of the following as he used his con man lazy eye to look her over. No magic involved, just an ability to read people mostly to swindle them. She had looks, but seemed ignorant of them- That and her voice combined told him he was talking to a relative innocent. At least where that was concerned- If the weapon could talk, Twisted Fate wondered just how violent the stories it would share. So either this girl was a bonafide psycho playing at being innocent....Or truly was innocent, and the psycho only came out to play later.

Both of which did not bode well in either circumstance if he chose to approach her like a mark.

Thankfully, he liked to think he had some standards for a thief and a liar. Wasn't that why he was going out of his way, keeping a silent eye on the kids? Realizing what that train of thought led to, outwardly Twisted Fate would slump and sigh out.

He was getting soft.

That was never good in a con man and with a degree of fatalism, he smiled and rose back to his usual, confident posture. At least, after taking in the other strange folk in his line of sight.

"Sorry. Names Fate. Twisted Fate. Magician. Seems like a lot of us just...Appeared out of nowhere."

Where from, was the question- Not even Valoran had a mixture of these many types.

And he was absolutely sure, he'd have heard of the guy in red.

@Ryu Keiko​

 

[Ryu Keiko]

"You expecting a war?"

Twisted Fate had stared down enough times at that little psychotic in Piltover to not recognize a similar weapon. That and it was just good sense to identify local trouble, so you could readily avoid it. As it was the weapon was the first thing that got his attention. The second was....Was....Well, lets be frank.

It was her breasts.

Wolf and Lamb, they were massive. Still, far be it from him to be crude, at least here. Mostly because of the following as he used his con man lazy eye to look her over. No magic involved, just an ability to read people mostly to swindle them. She had looks, but seemed ignorant of them- That and her voice combined told him he was talking to a relative innocent. At least where that was concerned- If the weapon could talk, Twisted Fate wondered just how violent the stories it would share. So either this girl was a bonafide psycho playing at being innocent....Or truly was innocent, and the psycho only came out to play later.

Both of which did not bode well in either circumstance if he chose to approach her like a mark.

Thankfully, he liked to think he had some standards for a thief and a liar. Wasn't that why he was going out of his way, keeping a silent eye on the kids? Realizing what that train of thought led to, outwardly Twisted Fate would slump and sigh out.

He was getting soft.

That was never good in a con man and with a degree of fatalism, he smiled and rose back to his usual, confident posture. At least, after taking in the other strange folk in his line of sight.

"Sorry. Names Fate. Twisted Fate. Magician. Seems like a lot of us just...Appeared out of nowhere."

Where from, was the question- Not even Valoran had a mixture of these many types.

And he was absolutely sure, he'd have heard of the guy in red.

@Ryu Keiko​

Seras smiled at the male and bowed gently in kindness. "I see." she started as she tilted her head to the side. "Well, regardless, we are all safe, and that's what matters!" she exclaims. She was so upbeat, even if she was nervous and shy, and her kindness was sincere from the heart. She had no quarrel with these people, especially not this- "Wait a magician?!" she asked happily. "I have never seen one before, only have I been told stories of magicians when I was younger. My Mum used to...." She stopped mid-sentence, pausing for a few moments before she shook her head. "Never mind that~ she said with a slight giggle.

@Ringmaster

 

[Ringmaster]

Seras smiled at the male and bowed gently in kindness. "I see." she started as she tilted her head to the side. "Well, regardless, we are all safe, and that's what matters!" she exclaims. She was so upbeat, even if she was nervous and shy, and her kindness was sincere from the heart. She had no quarrel with these people, especially not this- "Wait a magician?!" she asked happily. "I have never seen one before, only have I been told stories of magicians when I was younger. My Mum used to...." She stopped mid-sentence, pausing for a few moments before she shook her head. "Never mind that~ she said with a slight giggle.

@Ringmaster

"For how long, is what I want to know."

Twisted Fate muttered under his breath at the mention of everyone being safe.

It was obvious to an extent- There was always a con, if you looked for it. The only question in this case was what exactly, anyone had to gain from it, if anything. Lets look at the people...You had fighters, of all sorts. Children, weird...Sack...Baby things. An Ionian or he'd eat his hat, himself who had never done anything to deserve something like this in his life.*And of course, Miss...Huh, he didn't even get her name. At her excitement, he laughed nervously and shrugged.

"Um, not that kind. I've no real magic whatsoever."**

He pulled out one of his decks, shuffling it rapidly as he spoke.

"I do entertainment. Escape tricks, that sort of thing. Twisted Fate is just my stage name."




@Ryu Keiko

*This was blatantly false.

**Another lie, but Fate wasn't about to let on he had an ace up his sleeve.​

 

[Ryu Keiko]

"For how long, is what I want to know."

Twisted Fate muttered under his breath at the mention of everyone being safe.

It was obvious to an extent- There was always a con, if you looked for it. The only question in this case was what exactly, anyone had to gain from it, if anything. Lets look at the people...You had fighters, of all sorts. Children, weird...Sack...Baby things. An Ionian or he'd eat his hat, himself who had never done anything to deserve something like this in his life.*And of course, Miss...Huh, he didn't even get her name. At her excitement, he laughed nervously and shrugged.

"Um, not that kind. I've no real magic whatsoever."**

He pulled out one of his decks, shuffling it rapidly as he spoke.

"I do entertainment. Escape tricks, that sort of thing. Twisted Fate is just my stage name."




@Ryu Keiko

*This was blatantly false.

**Another lie, but Fate wasn't about to let on he had an ace up his sleeve.​

She smiled and extended her delicate hand towards him. "Seras." she said softly. "My name is Seras Victoria, Mr. Fate." she giggled. "Entertainment you say?" she inquired. "If not too rash of me to ask, may I see some of your work sir?" She smiled, a blush across her face as she seem excited. She was already having such a good time. She seemed so calm. So happy. Innocence. Master and Sir Integra count on me to get things down, She thought. But even I deserve a break every now and then.

@Ringmaster

 

[OrlandoBloomers]

Rumble was going to help whoever was in need of some justice serving at this carnival. Spooky as it might have been, it went unnoticed by Rumble. His stage didn't matter, his opponent's special moves did. He just had to find out who this opponent is first. Because he was oddly certain someone following the path of evil was among them.

Stepping up to the closest people to him, who were conveniently enough Frisk and Deadpool, he raised his pixelated hand to the two, giving them a serious glance with his one not patched eye. "Greetings, human people! I am here to serve justice to those following evil! Do you know any nearby?"

@Krieg @OrlandoBloomers

What kind of dumb question was that. "I'm Kuroko Shirai and I go to Tokiwadai Middle School. Not that it really matters how old I am. Don't you know it's rude to ask a lady for her age anyway?" Before she got a response he would've moved his attention to another kid...Kuroko was starting to think that someone here was a pedo...



Whoa this guy looked like he came straight out of a video game! Was that some kind of Esper power she didn't know about? "I can't speak for anyone else but I'm certainly not a person of evil."

@Krieg @OrlandoBloomers @IntrusivePenDesperateSword

"Sorry, pigtails. I no spreakingu Japraneshu."

He dismissed Kuroku in the most offensively broken non-accent ever spoken, scratching his head and showcasing a skill schizophrenics everywhere could enjoy: multitasking.

I bet her inner voice totally roasted us hard just now. Quick, think of a clever comeback.

"She's anime."

Good. Brutal.

Rumble's approach had the merc shielding his eyes from the bright pixelated light, his mask's eye holes squinting as he recoiled in dramatized horror from the musclebound combatant.

"Sweet Christ, Shang-Chi! What have they done to you? The only evil here is steroid abuse! Remember, kids, just say no."

@Jeremi @IntrusivePenDesperateSword @Krieg​

 

[Ringmaster]

She smiled and extended her delicate hand towards him. "Seras." she said softly. "My name is Seras Victoria, Mr. Fate." she giggled. "Entertainment you say?" she inquired. "If not too rash of me to ask, may I see some of your work sir?" She smiled, a blush across her face as she seem excited. She was already having such a good time. She seemed so calm. So happy. Innocence. Master and Sir Integra count on me to get things down, She thought. But even I deserve a break every now and then.

@Ringmaster

Charmer instincts clashed with basic decency, Fate resisting the urge to kiss her hand. She wasn't a mark and was therefore off-limits. So when he shook her hand, there was a brief twitch of his head as though he was about to before he caught himself. Who knew trying to be a decent guy sucked?* At any rate, he leaned backwards a little at her sunshine attitude, a little taken aback. He wasn't used to this in the slightest- You survived by your wits and by trusting no one, but Wolf and Lamb! There was something real about her child-like attitude that got to him. Maybe because he rarely if ever, showed his true self so bluntly as she did. Save for a few who earned that trust, like his current partner.

Wherever he was, he hoped Graves was doing alright. Who knew what kind of mess that ol' gunslinger would get into, without him?

---------

[spoili]

"HA! PARADISE IS MINE! SUCK ON IT, YA NO-GOOD, DOUBLE-DEALING, SON-OF-A-!"
[/spoili]

--------

Oh, right. A trick. He hummed in thought, considering a few before finally smiling. Come to think of it, there was one. He scratched his chin thoughtfully before flipping off his hat. He revealed the inside to be empty, spinning it several times. Once Seras was sure it was empty and no tricks were to be had? He then produced a deck, prompting her to pick a card, any card.

Once chosen, into the hat went the card. Onto his head went the hat. The deck shuffled again and again, till she signaled him to stop...And with a tip of his hat, he revealed the following.

The card had vanished.

And with a flip, it was on top of the deck he had shuffled.

With a final wink, he bowed theatrically.

"Thank you, I'll be here all week."

@Ryu Keiko



*He would appreciate the irony of that statement later.​

 

[Jeremi]

"Sorry, pigtails. I no spreakingu Japraneshu."

He dismissed Kuroku in the most offensively broken non-accent ever spoken, scratching his head and showcasing a skill schizophrenics everywhere could enjoy: multitasking.

I bet her inner voice totally roasted us hard just now. Quick, think of a clever comeback.

"She's anime."

Good. Brutal.

Rumble's approach had the merc shielding his eyes from the bright pixelated light, his mask's eye holes squinting as he recoiled in dramatized horror from the musclebound combatant.

"Sweet Christ, Shang-Chi! What have they done to you? The only evil here is steroid abuse! Remember, kids, just say no."

@Jeremi @IntrusivePenDesperateSword @Krieg​

"Hey! You were the one talking to me!" The nerve of some people. "Besides what's your deal anyway? Wearing that full body outfit. You think you're some sort of superhero?"

@IntrusivePenDesperateSword @Krieg @OrlandoBloomers

 

[Crow]

Seeing that this odd person might be sexually harassing Kuroko, Takeru took it on himself to protect Kuroko from this potential predator with his words.

"What are you doing to my friend-"

Until he saw that this person, who had previously introduced himself as Deadpool, looked familiar.

"- wait a second, you look familiar... give me a second..."

Materializing his belt again, Takeru inserted his materialized Eyecon into it. From it, emerged a ghastly figure and a little jingle from the belt-like structure. You know, like one of those toys.

"EEEEYYYEEEE. Bachirimina! Bachirimina!"

The repeating jingly sounds emerging from the belt-like object were followed by Takeru pulling a lever, causing the ghastly figure to overlap his back, like an overcoat.

"Henshin," that was all Takeru said as this occured.

"Kaigan! Ore! Let's Go! Kakugo! Gho- Gho- Gho- Ghost! Go! Go! Go! Go!"

After this entire process - which actually took a few seconds despite the overdramatic Tokusatsu effect that seemed like a couple minutes, Takeru, now in his nicely-themed new outfit - looks at Deadpool again.

"Hmmm... I swear... you have this familiar air to you that I just can't put my hands on..." Takeru circled Deadpool once. "You said your name was..."

@Jeremi @OrlandoBloomers​

 

[Ryu Keiko]

Charmer instincts clashed with basic decency, Fate resisting the urge to kiss her hand. She wasn't a mark and was therefore off-limits. So when he shook her hand, there was a brief twitch of his head as though he was about to before he caught himself. Who knew trying to be a decent guy sucked?* At any rate, he leaned backwards a little at her sunshine attitude, a little taken aback. He wasn't used to this in the slightest- You survived by your wits and by trusting no one, but Wolf and Lamb! There was something real about her child-like attitude that got to him. Maybe because he rarely if ever, showed his true self so bluntly as she did. Save for a few who earned that trust, like his current partner.

Wherever he was, he hoped Graves was doing alright. Who knew what kind of mess that ol' gunslinger would get into, without him?

---------

[spoili]

"HA! PARADISE IS MINE! SUCK ON IT, YA NO-GOOD, DOUBLE-DEALING, SON-OF-A-!"
[/spoili]

--------

Oh, right. A trick. He hummed in thought, considering a few before finally smiling. Come to think of it, there was one. He scratched his chin thoughtfully before flipping off his hat. He revealed the inside to be empty, spinning it several times. Once Seras was sure it was empty and no tricks were to be had? He then produced a deck, prompting her to pick a card, any card.

Once chosen, into the hat went the card. Onto his head went the hat. The deck shuffled again and again, till she signaled him to stop...And with a tip of his hat, he revealed the following.

The card had vanished.

And with a flip, it was on top of the deck he had shuffled.

With a final wink, he bowed theatrically.

"Thank you, I'll be here all week."

@Ryu Keiko



*He would appreciate the irony of that statement later.​

Seras blinked in surprised, taken aback by his trick. "Where could it ave possibly gone?!" She exclaimed, looking around. This truly baffled her. Cards don't just vanish!!! Quite ashame though that after all she had been through in her life so far, a simple magic trick can take her by such surprise.

@Ringmaster

 

[GlassTrinity]

"What makes you who you are, is it the pushing in your heart?
is it your hot burning story?
Give it all you've got, to fight to let it drop.
so you can feel that ow hot hot burning Glory.

now I am Lorde, ya, ya, ya.
now I am Lorde, ya, ya, ya Lorde Lorde.
I'm Lordey, Lordey, Lorde.
I am forever Lorde, Looooorde....
Ya ya ya ya"

Randy set the pen down on his yellow notebook and gave himself a reassuring nod. There was nothing quite like letting out all the stress of the day while you were letting all out the stress in your bowels. Randy, or Lorde as he was known commercially, looked down at the strokes of ink that he'd done. He'd written down the song of this toilet time in his usual notebook, heck as he sang it over in his head he thought it'd even be good enough to put as a new track down for the studio. Then again... They'd probably just change his lyrics, it wouldn't of been the first time. Just then Randy was snapped back into reality, this time by one particularly hot and spicy loaf, it was the burning reminder to his butthole the kind of thing Chipotle can do to a man, or in this case woman. Really whatever gender got him access to the women's restroom.

"Ah, oooh! Hot hot."

With the final splash of the last of the Mexican agenda and the smear of a few squares of the soft white treaty, Randy rose from his throne and ended his time in the stall with the swirl of the toilets flush, but not before first looking down at the logs he'd chopped off. You had to look, gender be damned it was a part of being a human being. A smirk came across Randy's face, one of pride as his little lincoln's spiraled down the tunnel to waste-ville. With a deep breath Randy left his throne behind and opened the stall door. It was time to get back to work. Little did he know that what awaited him outside the stall was not the fresh aroma of the woman's restroom at work but the front of the Devil's Carnival.

".... Oh God damnit!"

Randy shouted before throwing his pen and notebook on the ground. This wasn't the first time he'd been magically transported to another dimension via restroom, he should of known it wasn't going to be the last either. To make matters worse he didn't even have a spare change of clothes. He'd have to go under his famous female persona 'Lorde' if he was going to be here, or at least till he found a set of men's clothes. "Fine, fine. Lets just get this over with so I can go home!" Randy said with protest to no one in particular.

After getting his ticket into the Carnival Randy tucked it away in his breast just under his dress, best not to lose something important like that. Moving forward he noticed a few others; a man in a suit, two police women, a small japanese girl, and a few others around. One of the police women asked that they show any belongings or weapons that they might be carrying with them. Randy wondered what they hell anyone would need a gun to go to a carnival for, but then again this was America... Or was it? He still wasn't sure where he was, but considering it was a carnival and no one was talking in an accent it had to be america. The ethnic population seemed to be at a low as well, another good sign. "Yeah, excuse me." Randy said to the police woman looking for weapons. "All I've got is this pen and my notebook, but I kinda need it sooo..."

Just then Randy's train of thought wondered as someones voice caught his ear. That sexy, but slightly sarcastic, tone... Randy turned to the main in the suit and then it hit him.

Ryan. Fucking. Reynolds.

"No waaay." Randy said aloud with a huge smile now on his face. He'd seen Deadpool with Sharon and even if she thought it was too violent and vulgar, it was Randy's favorite movie this year by far. So many thoughts ran through his head. What was he doing here? OH, of course! This was a carnival so he must still be out promoting Deadpool... Probably. Either way, it didn't matter. Randy needed to talk to him. He. Needed. That. Autograph.

"Ryan!" Randy shouted from a few feet away as he trotted over to Deadpool. "Hey, hey Ryan! I'm a huge fan!" Randy continued, now coming up to Deadpool, notebook in hands. "Can I get an autograph? My wife and I loved your movie." Randy was clearly lying about Sharon, but anything to try and get close to RYAN. GOD DAMN. REYNOLDS.


@OrlandoBloomers @CCC Kouhai @AnyoneElseWhoWantsLorde'sAutograph​

 

[Gwazi Magnum]

Well, this seems like a most bizarre Carnival I think to myself as I shuffle through the line, waiting patiently for my ticket. One man seemed not so eager to wait though, and it seems he is paying the price for it. And unlikely for him, that man that took him does not have a voice like mine, one able to check people calm even during the most gruesome of situations. But perhaps it would be best not to dwell on this, and instead focus on the festivities.

However, it seems I did not have much time to do so for soon after we were being asked for weapons. So I simply raise my hands up above my head, showing that I am without any weapons as I say to the woman "Please don't worry. I don't have any weapons on me. I have never needed them". And thus began the tale of this devil's Carnival for I, Morgan Freeman.

@CCC Kouhai​