- Invitation Status
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- Posting Speed
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- Speed of Light
- Multiple posts per day
- One post per day
- Writing Levels
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- Give-No-Fucks
- Intermediate
- Adept
- Advanced
- Prestige
- Adaptable
- Preferred Character Gender
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- Male
- Female
- Primarily Prefer Female
- Genres
- Fantasy, Psychological Horror, Scifi, Magical, Romance, Supernatural
(Put your character bios here! Sorry guys)
The Circus of Dreams
Surface Premise
Welcome one, welcome all, to the Circus of Dreams!
Do be sure to enjoy your stay, as we try to make your experience the best of the best!
We've hired only the most talented, most graceful, and even the cutest preformers out there!
Do not throw things down into the preformance area! You will disturb their act and you will be escorted out of the theatre with your company as soon as possible for such ill behavior!
If you begin to feel light headed, don't worry! It's only the special allure of our show!
Please do not exit the theatre until the show is over. If you are in need of the restroom, do inform one of our supervisors that are constantly walking up and down the aisles.
Above all, do not speak to the preformers! They have too much to have to be burdened with the many questions of the audience.
Do enjoy the show...
You'll have no choice but to...
Plot
Hell.
The only word to describe where you are forced to live your entire life, is Hell.
Whether you were born here...
Or were forced here...
It is your home, for now, and for eternity.
Sure, there are others, but it's completely hopeless to escape.
The Head Preformers... The Guards... They're impossible to beat or get past.
They're completely transfixed on serving the Headmaster, one could call them Satan himself, though none have actually seem him, none but the Head Preformers or Guards.
Though the rest of the preformers, they know to fear them... Even if he is not present, the thought of him standing over them, watching them, breathing down their neck for every living moment, just waiting for them to break a rule is engrained in their minds.
Training is dreadful, many have gone mad through the process of it, but still must serve in the circus.
The Head Preformers constantly berate you, and your fellow slaves, calling you freaks, treating you lower than dirt, and damaging your psyche every day.
There is no normality in your life; not even the people who come in to see the "Dream" Circus.
They already had the souls sucked out of them by time it was all of your turns to come out.
The circus's sole purpose was to collect souls, en masse. About 20% of the population of Earth have succumbed to it's effects, becoming smiling, empty puppets to only go around and tell all of the circus, which opened once a month.
Your life of hell won't end, so will you get used to it and live with it?
Character Sheet (Mandatory to be able to join in)
SpoilerThe Circus of Dreams
Surface Premise
Welcome one, welcome all, to the Circus of Dreams!
Do be sure to enjoy your stay, as we try to make your experience the best of the best!
We've hired only the most talented, most graceful, and even the cutest preformers out there!
Do not throw things down into the preformance area! You will disturb their act and you will be escorted out of the theatre with your company as soon as possible for such ill behavior!
If you begin to feel light headed, don't worry! It's only the special allure of our show!
Please do not exit the theatre until the show is over. If you are in need of the restroom, do inform one of our supervisors that are constantly walking up and down the aisles.
Above all, do not speak to the preformers! They have too much to have to be burdened with the many questions of the audience.
Do enjoy the show...
You'll have no choice but to...
Plot
Hell.
The only word to describe where you are forced to live your entire life, is Hell.
Whether you were born here...
Or were forced here...
It is your home, for now, and for eternity.
Sure, there are others, but it's completely hopeless to escape.
The Head Preformers... The Guards... They're impossible to beat or get past.
They're completely transfixed on serving the Headmaster, one could call them Satan himself, though none have actually seem him, none but the Head Preformers or Guards.
Though the rest of the preformers, they know to fear them... Even if he is not present, the thought of him standing over them, watching them, breathing down their neck for every living moment, just waiting for them to break a rule is engrained in their minds.
Training is dreadful, many have gone mad through the process of it, but still must serve in the circus.
The Head Preformers constantly berate you, and your fellow slaves, calling you freaks, treating you lower than dirt, and damaging your psyche every day.
There is no normality in your life; not even the people who come in to see the "Dream" Circus.
They already had the souls sucked out of them by time it was all of your turns to come out.
The circus's sole purpose was to collect souls, en masse. About 20% of the population of Earth have succumbed to it's effects, becoming smiling, empty puppets to only go around and tell all of the circus, which opened once a month.
Your life of hell won't end, so will you get used to it and live with it?
Character Sheet (Mandatory to be able to join in)
Name
Gender
Age
Specialty
Species (Give an explanation for those who don't know/for a custom one)
Appearance
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