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"Do you begin to see, then, what kind of world we are creating? It is the exact opposite of the stupid hedonistic Utopias that the old reformers imagined. A world of fear and treachery and torment, a world of trampling and being trampled upon, a world which will grow not less but more merciless as it refines itself. Progress in our world will be progress toward more pain." - George Orwell

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* Nobody *

It was dusk. There was a single figure sitting on a rusted bench, a dingy newspaper held up, obscuring his face. He started to produce a low hum of a song long forgotten to most. No was was allowed to produce any music these days, humming included. A single note heard by a Sentinel could result in arrest and possibly exucution. But this man did not care in the least.
The front of the newspaper read something about the "glory of the One True Leader." The man scoffed in amusement. It was a shame that the only publically printed paper these days was filled with disgusting government propaganda. The man flipped the page and looked closer as a picture of himself stared back at him along with words like "wanted" and "terrorist."

"How flattering," he muttered. "But I prefer the term freedom fighter." He lowered the paper, revealing a wildy smiling mask and thick, unkempt hair. The masked man produced a lighter from his dark coat's pocket and flicked it twice, creating a small flickering flame. He touched it to the newspaper, igniting it. He tossed it to the ground and watched as the flame devoured the vicious lies...though a small bit of what was written might be true.

"Three...two...one," the man murmured. As soon as the last word left his lips, an earsplitting explosion wracked the building across the street. Rubble and shards of broken glass rained down, closely followed by the screams from those inside.
The masked man took up to humming again and started to sing the words of the long forgotten folk song. "Oh the times they are a-changing!!" the man cried while his body shook with peals of laughter.

He watched the government building burn and begin to collapse. Everything had worked beautifully. But his triumphant thoughts were interrupted by the sounds of bullets aimed far too close to his head. Thankfully, they narrowly missed and he looked up to face the array of rapidly approaching soldiers. He knew he shouldn't have dilly dallied at the scene of the crime, but he needed to enjoy his work. He'd have to improvise an escape like he always did.
"Lovely to see you gents again but I must be going! Ta-ta!" he laughed and threw a round object towards the Sentinels. It exploded, creating a thick black smoke. In the confusion, the man escaped around a corner and quickly heaved the cover off of a manhole. He slipped down into the dank, filthy world below where he sincerely doubted he'd be found. He smirked behind his already smiling mask and took off down through the tunnels. There was so much work still left to do.

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Quinn

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Name: Devon Quinn (Goes by Quinn)
Played By: Atomic Octopus
Bio:
>>Race: White
>>Gender: Boy, but he's not opposed to cross dressing if he wants to.
>>Age: 17
>>Grade: Junior
>>Birthday: October 24, 1993
>>Sexual Preference: Quite gay
>>More Info: He was born and raised in a small rural town populated by people who seemed to be spawned from the bargain bin at Walmart, as he liked to say, so he tended to stick out. It was always quite obvious to his family that he was overly feminine from when he was a child. He only used the toy cars his father gave him as transportation for his barbies that his mom bought for him. His mom was always very supportive but his dad always wanted him to be at least a bit more manly. Both of his parents spoiled him and anytime he'd have a fight with his dad, his dad would buy him something to make up for it. His parents are rather weathy so despite his pretty average grades, Quinn was able to attend Malloy.
Personality:
>> He can be very spoiled and a bit stuck up, but he doesn't let others push him around. If his classmates tease him, which happens more often than not, he'll give them an attitude right back. Since he is rather girly, he'd much prefer shopping or going to a club than any sort of physical activity. Who knows? He could break a nail.
School:
>>Favorite Class: Probaly drama
>>Least Favorite Class: Chemistry
>>Sports: None. Sports and Quinn do not mix.
>>Elective: Drama
>>Dorm #: 555C
>>Roommate:
Appearance:
>>Hair: Dyed bright pink and black at the back, cut in a sort of bob
>>Eyes: Blue eyes usually surrounded by heavy makeup.
>>More Info: He is fairly skinny and prides himself over his figure and overall appearance. He has piercing on each ear and he changes his earrings daily.

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Quinn
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Something wicked...

...this way comes.

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Story

You've seen the posters, haven't you? The circus is in town! But it is far from the ordinary. It's a dark carnival of horrors, intended to excite, thrill, but above all, frighten you. The circus folk are beyond weird, some possess amazing powers while some possess grotesque and disturbing appearences and talents. Anyone is welcome to join the freak show, just as long as you have an unusal ability that people will pay handsomely to witness. Will you be a simple witness to the amazing acts of the show, or will you join peculiar world of freakshow life? But be warned, once you take the trip to Mister Macabre's tent and sign your contract, you're in this for life.

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Rules:

1. No Godmodding!
2. Any romance above PG-13, take it to the pms
3. Be semi literate at least! That means no one liners. I'm sure you can manage at least four sentences.
4. Use proper grammar, spelling, and punctuation. Use what you learned in english class, people.
5. Please pm me your profiles. Once I accept them, Please post them in the profile thread here.
6. Try to post every day or at least once every couple of days. Do not just post once and never post again.
7. No killing another person's character without their permission.
8. Be creative with posts! :3 Add pictures, color and text if you want to.
9. Use (( )) [[ ]] for speaking OOc.
10. This rolepay takes place in a sort of fantasy setting. So, I don't want any cars or cell phones, alright?
11. Have fun!

If you have any questions, don't hestitate to pm me.

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Profile Skeletons

Name:
Nickname:
Age:
History:
Personality:
Talents: (Anything special if you are in the show, or planning to be?)
Theme Song: (Optional )
Likes:
Dislikes:
Appearance:
Other:

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Current Setting:

At the moment, the traveling show has stopped on the outskirts of a town called Fallbourne, which is a fairly large village nestled in a fertile valley and surrounded by woods. Mister Macabre hopes that the kind people of Silverhollow will come and visit the show.

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Name: Faust Holloway
Nickname: Mister Macabre
Age: 27
History: He grew up far away with his very superstitious parents. When Faust became fascinated with death and other supernatural things, his parents were convinced that he was possessed by some sort of demon and took it upon themselves to banish the demon using a rather unpleasant technique. Faust ran away not long after and became the assistant to the Ringleader to a circus. After that Ringleader died, Faust took control of the Freakshow. He even renamed himself, referencing his fascination with the terrifying and strange. He doesn't often treat the freaks in the show very well, they appear to be mostly a way he can make money rather than actual creatures.
Personality: He has somewhat of a split personality. When he's on stage, he's the charming, darkly charismatic ringleader with a flair for the theatrical. When he's offstage, he's a cruel, greedy and easily angered man with a bordering alchohol addiction.
Talents: He doesn't have any supernatural talents, but he has a whip that he keeps on his person all the time. He's become quite skilled with it and uses it in the show as well as for self defense.
Theme Song: Black Black Heart
Likes: Being in absolute control, carnival food, especially candy apples, whisky, and the colors red, black and gold.
Dislikes: Anyone who gets on his nerves and most of the freaks. He is repulsed by the freaks in the show, but also loves them because they make him oh so much money.
Appearance:
Other: He enjoys coming up with interesting and daring stories about how he lost his eye. He hasn't told the same story twice.

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Faust

Holloway

A.K.A

Mister

Macabre

The sun was just beginning to rise over the valley, but some of the citizens of Fallbourne were already awake. The sound of people waking up, opening doors, chatting with neighbors loudly, and feeding their chickens awoke the man that was snoring in a large red hammock suspended from the ceiling of his red, black and gold tent. The man gave an agitated groan and shifted postition, sending a bottle that was nestled by his side in the hammock crashing to the ground. The man moaned again from the noise and rubbed his aching head while he pushed his gray hair from his eyes. Or eye rather. The man adjusted the eyepatch with a red eye painted upon it that sat on his left eye and staggered out of the hammock. He glanced around a few times, scratching at the bristles on his chin.

He had expected that the two female contortionists that had been with him the night before would still here, but they had apparently left. "Good," he thought. They had only had some fun with him because they assumed he would raisse their pay anyways.

Faust grabbed for his hat that was perched on his desk and placed it firmly on his head. He dressed himself slowly in his coat, embroidered in red and gold. It was his favorite.
His tent was full of oddities, eyeballs in glass jars, thick volumes of books, a human skull on the desk, and a few paintings hung crookedly on the walls. There was also a two headed boa constictor that sat perched on a piece of driftwood in the corner. "Why don't you find some rats to eat, Maurice? You're looking a bit sickly," Faust stated to his pet. "Charles has been hogging all the food, hasn't he?" he added, and attempted to pat the snake on it's heads. But it reared back and snapped at Faust. Just because boa constictors well...constrict, doesn't mean they can't bite. "Behave!" he hissed at his snake and it eventually lowered it's head. "That's better," Faust nodded. It felt so good to be in control.

He rubbed his aching forehead for a final time and strode out of his tent. He hoped his hangover would wear off soon. He needed to be clear headed. Tonight was opening night! But first, preparation was required. He needed to make sure his employees knew they should be practicing...

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Faust

Holloway

A.K.A

Mister

Macabre

Macabre glared at the enterance, apparently no one was coming out, but a clown motioned to Macabre and wheeled out the small iron bared cage where the rat boy was contained in. "Ah, here we have a particularly freakish creature. Half child, half animal," he announced and placed a solid kick to the cage, startling the rat creauture. It bared it's yellowing teeth at the audience and squealed loudly. The audience cringed away. "But I of course, can tame even the most repulsive of freaks," he added and opened the lock on the cage with a snap. A few audience members screamed as the rat boy lurched out of the cage and ran towards the crowd, but Macabre's whip caught around it's leg and tossed it to the ground.
The beast squealed again, and tried to bite at the whip, but Macabre only released it's leg and wrapped the whip around it's neck like a collar. He tugged at it, and the rat boy stiffened. "You see, any creature will bow down to me," he grinned as he kicked the animal child into the iron bared cage and locked him back in. Macabre bowed at the crowd's excited applause. "Thank you," he grinned wildly.

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Username: Atomic Octopus
Name: Jaxus
Age: Unknown
Reason for turning human: To his knowledge, he cannot turn into a human.
Bio: He is is half man, half angler fish, rather than a conventional fish. He's lived in the deep, dark depths of the sea his entire life and enjoys the inky blackness as well as the miraculous creature that live there. The only light comes from the luminescent pores on his body and the other glowing beasts that live in his world, where it has always been eat or be eaten. He doesn't remember being born or having anyone to talk to. Some might think of it as lonely, but he hasn't really known anything else, so there is nothing to object to. Though, at times, he swims higher than the other creature to escape the crushing pressure and ventures into the upper ocean.
Mermaid Appearance:
(( Except without the khaki pants. Who ever heard of a merman with khaki pants? ))
Human Appearance: N/A
Other: He has a set of needle sharp teeth for devouring his prey as well as a glowing bulb on his head that he uses to lure out fish to eat. Food has always been his highest priority and he has a flexible stomach that allows him to swallow prey almost twice his size. He also enjoys referring to himself in the third person.

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Jaxus

The Angler