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Venezia sensed a new-comer to the circus. He appeared before the lion and gracefully bowed his head, a chuckle escaping his lips. "Hehehe... welcome to the show~"

Venezia! Hear my plea! I wish to serve thee!
Username: Anthro!Sparky

Pockettu: Skullbash

Why do they wish to follow Venezia?: Skullbash thinks he would fit in rather well with the other Carnies. He could work as a bouncer, help with moving heavy objects, knock down walls and things to help with rebuilding, and help scare those that go near the Haunted House.

Venezia! Hear my plea! I wish to serve thee!
Username: [X]Natty-Chan[X]

Pockettu: Arley'Quinn

Why do they wish to follow Venezia?: Arley'Quinn want to spread tom-foolery and the carnival is the best place to do so.

Venezia I have something for you!
Username: Yousei Akki
Your Gift:
Anything you want to say to the God?: "I heard you have been feeling a lack of love and a little emptiness. I can't even dream to be the one to help you feel whole again, but I can share with you my own little bit of devotion. So I made you a Jar of Love. It's nothing special. Just a jar filled with scraps of paper that have my feelings towards you written on them. I hope it makes you smile, at least a little bit."

Venezia! Hear my plea! I wish to serve thee!
Username: F a l l a c y

Pockettu: Sekan Risata

Why do they wish to follow Venezia?: Sekan had passed by the carnival. The lights dull and dim. The rides lifeless. Sounds mute. It began to look beyond disrepair. Even the people inside seemed without direction. Wasn't a carnival supposed to be a place of thrills, suspense, laughter, fresh sweets and overall entertainment? A joyous place? Such a sad state of affairs was not going to remain such as long as he could do something about it.

He approached the big tent and strutted in as if he owned the place. He called out to Venezia, the God of Carnivals. There was no response. It would remain that way for a few hours before Venezia had finally found the energy and will to appear in front of the drag-queen-like demi god.

"...My my! Look at you, poor darling. You need a dose of laughter in your life. Actually, a lot. You dare call yourself a God of Carnivals? My... You couldn't even make my pinkie toe squeal in delight!" Sekan accused the God with a jest.

Venezia simply listened and allowed himself to be belittled by the smaller demi. This bit of banter continued for a few minutes. His eyes held a lot of malice behind the depression that glazed them over until finally a crack. "Hehehe... You're quite fiery. Perhaps you are just what this carnival needs." The God replied softly, the echos of laughter behind each word.

Sekan blinked, grinned and laughed. "Oh! If that's a verbal form of acceptance then I'm all yours, your lordship~" A wink followed by a turn of the heel and Sekan was off to whip this Carnival and its ringleader back into shape.

Damion, Kamaria, Leo, and Skullbash make their way to Venezia's tent, each eager to speak with their Lord and see what plans he might have for the next festival. Upon seeing his broken form on the floor of the tent, however, Kamaria and Leo froze in their tracks in shock. Damion and Skullbash hurry over and start pulling out various first aid items, Damion then sitting near Venezia's head and attempting to gently run his clawed hands comfortingly over the gods head as he chitters in his gibberish speech. Skullbash frowns and attempts to start gently cleaning the wounds. "Lord Venezia? Can you hear us?"

By this point it was clear there was some sort of commotion going on at the big tent. Not to be left out, Alistar trotted his way towards it. There wasn't much of a hurry in his step until he spied the form of his chosen god just flopped on the ground. The high spirited centaur reared up in alarm, then dashed forwards to canter around the group of carnies currently present. "What happened? Did anyone see? Wheres the enemy?" He demanded as he snapped his head around. Anger flushed through him and he gouged the floor with his hooves. There had to be an enemy to hurt his God in this manner. Alistar kept snapping his head about in search of any possible lingering danger.

Zevneia bounced around the crowd. His typically happy nature dimmed by the sight of his God. "How could this happen?" He lamented as he watched for a moment. Espia approached her son from behind and gave his shoulder a small push. Wordlessly she pointed towards Skullbash and her son sheepishly murmured. "Yes mom." Zevneia scooted past some of the carnies and knelt near the rhino pockettu. "Tell me what to do to help?" He asked. Espia watched for a few minutes, then simply knelt down outside the ring of growing carnies. Clasping her hands together, she closed her eyes and began to silently pray for Venezia to recover swiftly.

With some pockettu working to tend Venezia's wounds, while others fretted over him in their own ways, Gilbert choose to circle around to where Damion petted Venezia's head. His eyes narrowed at the sight of the shattered mask. Dropping to one knee he started to search about for any pieces that may have fallen to the side while digging in his pocket for a tube of superglue. "Does anyone have some tape to hold our lords mask together? I am going to try and fix what I can."

Silk tip toed his way close to the group of pockettu. He didn't feel as much unease around them as he did other crowds, and the sight of Venezia in such a state was something he couldn't ignore. Silk unwound his ribbons from his wrists and quickly removed the daggers from their hidden places in the ends. "H-here." He offered while looking at the wounds on Venezias body. "Take my ribbons. At least to help wipe away some blood." He offered with a small trembling of his bottom lip.

Roisin was agahst by the sight of Venezia when she finally managed to wriggle her way through past the collected Carnies. "Oh no! This is awful!" She exclaimed. Her hands clapped to her cheeks with a look of shock. Her foot stamped on the ground a second later. "Someone is going to have to pay for this! No one can get away with hurting our Lord!" Roisin glanced about at the carnies, then moved to see what she could do to help fix him up.

Italia heard the commotion and quickly made her way under the big tent. It was there she found a group of carnies huddled around something. Some were frantic. Others were angered. Some were putting aside their emotions to assist... her father?! Italia froze in shock, feeling her eyes well up with tears. She steeled herself the best she could, fighting back the tears that wished to fall. Rushing over towards the crowd she didn't push anyone out of the way but instead went towards where Gilbert and Damion sat. "...Father.." She managed to choke out unsteadily. Despair was written all over her face.

Sekan on the other hand did not arrive due to the commotion. He arrived due to the unsettling feeling that lingered. Upon approaching his eyes went wide when he saw the very source of that unsettling nature. "Oh goodness no..." Sekan frowned deeply. There was a bit of chaos among the carnies. They needed someone with a calm head and Sekan, as much as he wished to alarm them of how grave a situation it was, knew it would spread even more panic. Perhaps even cause some to question their Lord. So Sekan kept his mouth shut for a moment as he thought. "...Everyone... those who are assisting Lord Venezia, please continue to do so. I believe there is a spare mask or two in Venezia's quarters. I do not mind who goes to fetch it, but do not linger~~" He playfully spoke despite the obvious concern written all over his face. "To the others, if you can pray, please lend our lord your support. I believe if these prayers catch his ears he will be able to awake long enough to tell us who brought him harm." Sekan nodded. "...It is only then we can begin to seek out the attacker. But please do not go out on your own. I cannot lose any of my sons or daughters to some big ol' nasty animal!" His voice managed to hold the playful tone. It didn't sound forced or faked despite deep down inside Sekan wanted nothing more than to shove his heel in the face of whomever did this.

Ivrea had only wandered into the tent to ask her lord something and found all of this. This... disaster. Her heart sank but soon Sekan's words caught her attention. Pray? She never had prayed to Venezia before... Always finding him easily accessible to speak to directly. Still she found a spot next to Esper. Looking at the jester she mimicked her hand placement and closed her eyes, silently praying for Venezia to awake, to gain strength, to be his usual self once again.

Gypsy Roma was among the group fretting over their lord. Words could not come from her lips as they trembled. She remembered what had happened during the first war. She had heard details of what happened during the most recent. What if the Cursed had attacked their lord? Hearing of what became of the Darkness God's realm only frightened Gypsy. If the Cursed did attack... oh goodness... She didn't wish to think what could be beyond the gates right now. Finally she managed to gather her voice and speak. "M-Maybe a small group should patrol the carnival... especially by the gates..."