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lordofthering) wrote2016-10-19 06:48 pm
lordofthering) wrote2016-10-19 06:48 pm
IC SUGGESTION BOX
A real suggestions box hanging outside of the Ringmaster's "office."
Slot takes paper letters and perhaps very small animals.
A real suggestions box hanging outside of the Ringmaster's "office."
Slot takes paper letters and perhaps very small animals.
[Okay, he can do this. Late in the day of D18, Susan finally leaves his own gift for the Ringmaster on the doorstep of her cabin - a box with a letter attached, her name written large so everyone knows who it's for. Inside the box are a few pieces of cord-braided jewelry, not expertly made but still looking pretty good. Throughout the pieces there's other bits woven in or tied on - shells, pretty stones, coins, leaves, that sort of thing, all things from different places the Carnival has traveled.]
Dear Ringmaster,
I wanted to say that I'm really, really sorry for attacking you before. I guess I had the wrong idea of you and I just misunderstood because you don't really explain what you're doing, and so I thought you must be bad and not care about what happens. But now I know that you do care, really, and a lot too. Especially compared to the other fey. Carly said you even go out and try to help people, and that's why we get attacked sometimes is people don't like you for stopping them. I think it's really cool that you do that, and I guess it's kind of like me, that you help people even if it might be bad for you, I just don't have other people who might get hurt because of it so I didn't think of it like that. But now that I did I know that you aren't bad and I feel bad for thinking you were and trying to kill you and stuff.
I know that just saying sorry probably isn't enough and that's okay but I wanted to anyway so it's okay if you don't forgive me. But I also have a holiday and apology present here, Carly showed me how to make this jewelry and I made it with shells and rocks and other stuff I found in all the places we went so far. So it's pretty special I think! I was gonna have Carly help me make a dress for you too, with this cool fabric I bought that looks kinda like it's on fire, but since I used the money you gave us to buy it she thought you wouldn't want it, but if you do anyway then just tell me and I can help her make it!
Anyway I'm sorry for trying to kill you, and I'm gonna do my best from now on so you like me again. Let me know if you want to talk or if you do want the dress or anything else! I hope you have a good vacation and everything.
From, Susan
And thank you for the present I really like it!!
Dear Ringmaster,
I wanted to say that I'm really, really sorry for attacking you before. I guess I had the wrong idea of you and I just misunderstood because you don't really explain what you're doing, and so I thought you must be bad and not care about what happens. But now I know that you do care, really, and a lot too. Especially compared to the other fey. Carly said you even go out and try to help people, and that's why we get attacked sometimes is people don't like you for stopping them. I think it's really cool that you do that, and I guess it's kind of like me, that you help people even if it might be bad for you, I just don't have other people who might get hurt because of it so I didn't think of it like that. But now that I did I know that you aren't bad and I feel bad for thinking you were and trying to kill you and stuff.
I know that just saying sorry probably isn't enough and that's okay but I wanted to anyway so it's okay if you don't forgive me. But I also have a holiday and apology present here, Carly showed me how to make this jewelry and I made it with shells and rocks and other stuff I found in all the places we went so far. So it's pretty special I think! I was gonna have Carly help me make a dress for you too, with this cool fabric I bought that looks kinda like it's on fire, but since I used the money you gave us to buy it she thought you wouldn't want it, but if you do anyway then just tell me and I can help her make it!
Anyway I'm sorry for trying to kill you, and I'm gonna do my best from now on so you like me again. Let me know if you want to talk or if you do want the dress or anything else! I hope you have a good vacation and everything.
From, Susan
And thank you for the present I really like it!!
Edited 2017-12-20 21:21 (UTC)
[Having painted a card using magic paint, the one that the Ringmaster will find atop their gift-wrapped carefully in plastic to keep it dry for now-seems to move, despite being so childishly drawn. Who knows how long it takes to locate this on the windowsill, however. (But at least it's not hard to determine which cabin the Ringmaster is using) As it is, there is a note on the back:]
You're really strong, so I painted you a really strong card. This is Victory Dragon! They're so strong, you're not actually allowed to use them in tournaments-because if you summon them, and you attack, you could win more than just the duel, you could win the whole match, before any other fights start! So it's strong enough to win the fight before most of the fights even happen...
Also, it's a big dragon, and you wear colours that make me think of it sometimes.
I'm learning to make cookies right now-so I made you some too!! These ones were the prettiest ones, I think. - Reira
[The cookies seem to have something extra on them-namely glitter sprinkles!]
You're really strong, so I painted you a really strong card. This is Victory Dragon! They're so strong, you're not actually allowed to use them in tournaments-because if you summon them, and you attack, you could win more than just the duel, you could win the whole match, before any other fights start! So it's strong enough to win the fight before most of the fights even happen...
Also, it's a big dragon, and you wear colours that make me think of it sometimes.
I'm learning to make cookies right now-so I made you some too!! These ones were the prettiest ones, I think. - Reira
[The cookies seem to have something extra on them-namely glitter sprinkles!]
It would appear that creating an arm is no longer something quite as necessary as before...however, I will not be ceasing in the practice with these! There will certainly be another use for constructs of vine, of this I am certain!
I thank you for your guidance, but more importantly, I look forward to yet another year under your employ! Please, accept this gift, as part of the Solstice...it is in the only colour which I can provide, I shall admit.
- Noboru Gongenzaka
[It's not very big, but Gongenzaka's been practicing; the Ringmaster receives something like this; basically, braided lumps with a lot of loose and hanging plant. He's managed to get a blossom or two in pieces of braided and dangling vine...probably meant to go on her horns, or maybe on a doorknob, or...Something.
She'll probably find some place to put these.]
I thank you for your guidance, but more importantly, I look forward to yet another year under your employ! Please, accept this gift, as part of the Solstice...it is in the only colour which I can provide, I shall admit.
- Noboru Gongenzaka
[It's not very big, but Gongenzaka's been practicing; the Ringmaster receives something like this; basically, braided lumps with a lot of loose and hanging plant. He's managed to get a blossom or two in pieces of braided and dangling vine...probably meant to go on her horns, or maybe on a doorknob, or...Something.
She'll probably find some place to put these.]
[ As far as gifts go, this one is very simple and delivered without any wrapping aside from the last bit of colored twine (red, in this case) that he's been using to keep shut all the other gifts he's handed out. Not that it really needs it, since it's just a piece of paper — not any that the Ringmaster gifted him, of course — folded up, left on whichever bed she's claimed in her weird ass party cabin.
He figures it's safe from being crushed there since he doubts she actually sleeps.
The top of the folded paper just has— ]
To the Ringmaster.
- C
[ —written on it.
Anyway, unfolded, the paper will reveal an inked drawing of her, portrait-style, horns and all. A little more effort has been put into it than Childermass's quicker, simpler studies for his notes. That said, he's also no grand artist, only decent enough to not be outright terrible at it. ]
He figures it's safe from being crushed there since he doubts she actually sleeps.
The top of the folded paper just has— ]
To the Ringmaster.
- C
[ —written on it.
Anyway, unfolded, the paper will reveal an inked drawing of her, portrait-style, horns and all. A little more effort has been put into it than Childermass's quicker, simpler studies for his notes. That said, he's also no grand artist, only decent enough to not be outright terrible at it. ]
Edited 2017-12-28 17:13 (UTC)
[Is she on the radio? Joker hopes so, because he's making a call.]
Hey, could ya come down ta the cookhouse? We'd be obliged~.
[The proper delivery of her gingerbread castle. Thanks to Nui's design skills, Ginko and Tanyuu's sensibility, and Joker knowing how to cook, plus Gongenzaka and Scout's help, it should come out pretty nice.]
Hey, could ya come down ta the cookhouse? We'd be obliged~.
[The proper delivery of her gingerbread castle. Thanks to Nui's design skills, Ginko and Tanyuu's sensibility, and Joker knowing how to cook, plus Gongenzaka and Scout's help, it should come out pretty nice.]
[ it's hard to come up with a gift idea when you have pretty much no actual talents aside from magic, gossip, and writing. Still, Strange comes up with something.
On the last day of their moon stay, Strange slips an envelope in RM's mailbox. There's six or so sheets of paper inside. One is a contract, written in the quill Strange got for the lunar solstice, which details out that should Strange come across any information about another fae or anyone the carnival deems an enemy during his time as an employee of the carnival, he shall tell the Ringmaster either in person or via letter as soon as possible. The second is a page of notes about the Mother of Invention, basically all the gossip that Strange got from Shimmer. The rest of the papers are paper-clipped together and there's a sticky note on top of them which reads: ]
I plan on writing my memoir once I leave the carnival. Tell me what you think. JS
[ It's about a four or so page short story, detailing their trip to hell and how the Ringmaster totally wrecked Morningstar and ate her heart like a badass. Strange takes a bit of artistic license in certain points, but it's all in RM's favor and how she's super cool and super amazing and kicked that punk's ass and so on and so forth, just written in a more formal 1800s style (though Strange is a good writer, so the story reads fairly well).
Throughout all of the papers, there aren't any crossed out words, smudges, or anything else of that sort. ]
On the last day of their moon stay, Strange slips an envelope in RM's mailbox. There's six or so sheets of paper inside. One is a contract, written in the quill Strange got for the lunar solstice, which details out that should Strange come across any information about another fae or anyone the carnival deems an enemy during his time as an employee of the carnival, he shall tell the Ringmaster either in person or via letter as soon as possible. The second is a page of notes about the Mother of Invention, basically all the gossip that Strange got from Shimmer. The rest of the papers are paper-clipped together and there's a sticky note on top of them which reads: ]
I plan on writing my memoir once I leave the carnival. Tell me what you think. JS
[ It's about a four or so page short story, detailing their trip to hell and how the Ringmaster totally wrecked Morningstar and ate her heart like a badass. Strange takes a bit of artistic license in certain points, but it's all in RM's favor and how she's super cool and super amazing and kicked that punk's ass and so on and so forth, just written in a more formal 1800s style (though Strange is a good writer, so the story reads fairly well).
Throughout all of the papers, there aren't any crossed out words, smudges, or anything else of that sort. ]
Edited 2018-01-05 22:00 (UTC)
[Left in RM's mailbox is a painted card. The card smells of pine needles, snow and a fireplace, and features Papyrus, waving enthusiastically ahead. Somehow there's boneprint snowflakes faintly falling against the pale background. Along the header and footer, the card reads:]
HAPPY GYFTMAS
(ON THE MOON)
FROM PAPYRUS!!!
[Inside, a personal message continues:]
HI RINGMASTER,
ORDINARILY I WOULD NEVER TAKE A VACATION!
IT WOULD TAKE YOU ORDERING ME TO DO IT, AND EVEN THEN! I WOULD PROBABLY STILL DO IT.
BUT... I CAN'T ARGUE THIS TIME.
THIS IS SUCH A HOMEY PLACE TO BE.
THE SNOW, THE TREES, THE ARCHITECTURE...
REALLY, THE PERFECT PLACE TO VISIT WITH MY BROTHER AS HE RECOVERED.
AND TO SHARE THE CONTENTS OF THAT PHOTO ALBUM WITH HIM.
WE BOTH REALLY APPRECIATE IT!!!
AND ALL THE HARD WORK YOU DID TO GET IT.
I CAN'T EVEN IMAGINE THE HARD WORK, DIGGING THROUGH STUFF THAT DOESN'T EXIST.
THANKS AGAIN!
[Papyrus attached a second piece of paper to the card, and went on at some length in it:]
THIS ISN'T PART OF THE HOLIDAY SPIRIT, SO FEEL FREE TO READ IT LATER IF YOU LIKE!
REALLY! IT'S IMPORTANT, BUT NOT SOMETHING I NEED ANSWERED RIGHT AWAY.
...
OKAY, SO YOU'RE STILL READING!
I KNOW I SAID I'D PROBABLY STILL WORK EVEN IF YOU ORDERED ME NOT TO, AND I GOT TO THINKING...
ABOUT THE PEOPLE WE RESCUED FROM THE MANOR.
SANS WARNED ME ONCE, TO NOT TRUST FAE, AND I DIDN'T TAKE HIM VERY SERIOUSLY?
AFTER ALL, YOU'RE PRETTY GREAT.
NOT THAT I REMEMBERED YOU AT THE TIME, BUT IT'S PROBABLY WHY I DIDN'T LISTEN.
BUT THE PRINCE WAS A HUGE JERK!
I UNDERESTIMATED HIM - AND SANS' ABILITY TO SNEAK OUT AND MAKE TROUBLE WHEN HE REALLY WANTS TO.
AND ALL THIS WAS A LITTLE WORSE THAN IT NEEDED TO BE.
LESSON LEARNED.
IF WE GO SOMEWHERE LIKE THAT AGAIN, I WON'T BE CAUGHT THINKING ANY TIME OF DAY IS SAFE.
REGULAR CHECK-INS AND EVERYTHING.
SO DON'T THINK YOU CAN'T COUNT ON PAPYRUS, IF NEED BE.
BUT!! MORE IMPORTANTLY THAN THAT!
I LEARNED THE LESSON SO HARD THAT I HAVE SOMETHING TO ASK.
SO...
WELL...
YOU KNOW THE CINDERSPIRITS, OF COURSE.
BETTER THAN I DO, BECAUSE TRY AS I MIGHT... I CAN NEVER SEEM TO GET ANY OF THEM TO OPEN UP.
I KNOW THEY CAN TALK ON THE JOB! THEY DO. ESPECIALLY WHEN THEY'RE HAWKING, OR GAWKING, OR SELLING TICKETS.
BUT... BEYOND THAT...
IT REMINDED ME A LITTLE BIT OF THE PEOPLE THE PRINCE HAD.
ALL WORK AND NO PLAY.
SO MUCH WORK... THEY'RE NOT VERY GOOD AT IT?
IT'S A LITTLE CREEPY.
SOME THINGS, A SKELETON NEEDS TO TELL SOME HEARTWARMING ANECDOTES, AND HEAR BACK THEIR OPINIONS.
EVEN IF THOSE OPINIONS AREN'T VERY POSITIVE!
IT'S PUT A REAL DAMPER ON MY CLEANING EFFICIENCY, TRYING TO WORK BESIDE THEM, IF I'M BEING HONEST.
SO IS THEIR QUIET JUST A THEM-THING, OR A FAE EMPLOYEE THING?
HAPPY GYFTMAS
(ON THE MOON)
FROM PAPYRUS!!!
[Inside, a personal message continues:]
HI RINGMASTER,
ORDINARILY I WOULD NEVER TAKE A VACATION!
IT WOULD TAKE YOU ORDERING ME TO DO IT, AND EVEN THEN! I WOULD PROBABLY STILL DO IT.
BUT... I CAN'T ARGUE THIS TIME.
THIS IS SUCH A HOMEY PLACE TO BE.
THE SNOW, THE TREES, THE ARCHITECTURE...
REALLY, THE PERFECT PLACE TO VISIT WITH MY BROTHER AS HE RECOVERED.
AND TO SHARE THE CONTENTS OF THAT PHOTO ALBUM WITH HIM.
WE BOTH REALLY APPRECIATE IT!!!
AND ALL THE HARD WORK YOU DID TO GET IT.
I CAN'T EVEN IMAGINE THE HARD WORK, DIGGING THROUGH STUFF THAT DOESN'T EXIST.
THANKS AGAIN!
[Papyrus attached a second piece of paper to the card, and went on at some length in it:]
THIS ISN'T PART OF THE HOLIDAY SPIRIT, SO FEEL FREE TO READ IT LATER IF YOU LIKE!
REALLY! IT'S IMPORTANT, BUT NOT SOMETHING I NEED ANSWERED RIGHT AWAY.
...
OKAY, SO YOU'RE STILL READING!
I KNOW I SAID I'D PROBABLY STILL WORK EVEN IF YOU ORDERED ME NOT TO, AND I GOT TO THINKING...
ABOUT THE PEOPLE WE RESCUED FROM THE MANOR.
SANS WARNED ME ONCE, TO NOT TRUST FAE, AND I DIDN'T TAKE HIM VERY SERIOUSLY?
AFTER ALL, YOU'RE PRETTY GREAT.
NOT THAT I REMEMBERED YOU AT THE TIME, BUT IT'S PROBABLY WHY I DIDN'T LISTEN.
BUT THE PRINCE WAS A HUGE JERK!
I UNDERESTIMATED HIM - AND SANS' ABILITY TO SNEAK OUT AND MAKE TROUBLE WHEN HE REALLY WANTS TO.
AND ALL THIS WAS A LITTLE WORSE THAN IT NEEDED TO BE.
LESSON LEARNED.
IF WE GO SOMEWHERE LIKE THAT AGAIN, I WON'T BE CAUGHT THINKING ANY TIME OF DAY IS SAFE.
REGULAR CHECK-INS AND EVERYTHING.
SO DON'T THINK YOU CAN'T COUNT ON PAPYRUS, IF NEED BE.
BUT!! MORE IMPORTANTLY THAN THAT!
I LEARNED THE LESSON SO HARD THAT I HAVE SOMETHING TO ASK.
SO...
WELL...
YOU KNOW THE CINDERSPIRITS, OF COURSE.
BETTER THAN I DO, BECAUSE TRY AS I MIGHT... I CAN NEVER SEEM TO GET ANY OF THEM TO OPEN UP.
I KNOW THEY CAN TALK ON THE JOB! THEY DO. ESPECIALLY WHEN THEY'RE HAWKING, OR GAWKING, OR SELLING TICKETS.
BUT... BEYOND THAT...
IT REMINDED ME A LITTLE BIT OF THE PEOPLE THE PRINCE HAD.
ALL WORK AND NO PLAY.
SO MUCH WORK... THEY'RE NOT VERY GOOD AT IT?
IT'S A LITTLE CREEPY.
SOME THINGS, A SKELETON NEEDS TO TELL SOME HEARTWARMING ANECDOTES, AND HEAR BACK THEIR OPINIONS.
EVEN IF THOSE OPINIONS AREN'T VERY POSITIVE!
IT'S PUT A REAL DAMPER ON MY CLEANING EFFICIENCY, TRYING TO WORK BESIDE THEM, IF I'M BEING HONEST.
SO IS THEIR QUIET JUST A THEM-THING, OR A FAE EMPLOYEE THING?
APPARENTLY THIS NEVER SENT it was the Last Day of Holiday anyway
insidescoop
2018-01-07 03:52 pm (UTC)(link)
[On the Final Night they spend upon the moon, Carly leaves a fairly ENORMOUS note on the door of the Party Cabin. On the inside, you know, where the Ringmaster will hopefully actually see it. It's a note to come to one of the more clear areas of the moon-where it's entirely dark, no lights from cabins interfering with something she's been practicing to put together;
'I wanted to show you what I've learned, in the best way to do it!', she will insist-and using a combination of her various fire magics, and more importantly coloured matches, expect an aerial show not unlike a ribbon dance, sped up about 4 times.
Except far in the air, since she can fly.
And also, everything is on fire and she's probably making a few dragon shapes occasionally.
Hopefully the last night is a good one! (And also, the others from Party Cabin probably were able to watch, maybe.)]
'I wanted to show you what I've learned, in the best way to do it!', she will insist-and using a combination of her various fire magics, and more importantly coloured matches, expect an aerial show not unlike a ribbon dance, sped up about 4 times.
Except far in the air, since she can fly.
And also, everything is on fire and she's probably making a few dragon shapes occasionally.
Hopefully the last night is a good one! (And also, the others from Party Cabin probably were able to watch, maybe.)]
[ After bidding Alyss and Reyna farewell, after finally opening the Starlight's letter and reading it once, twice, several times, Childermass immediately turned into a crow and sought out the Ringmaster. He'll check everywhere he can, though he's starting with her "office" tent and going from there.
Should he find her, she's getting a puffed up, irritated-looking bird landing by her, accompanied by a loud scolding sound to get her attention. ]
Should he find her, she's getting a puffed up, irritated-looking bird landing by her, accompanied by a loud scolding sound to get her attention. ]
Edited 2018-01-15 17:58 (UTC)
Got a minute? Something came up I wanted to ask you about.
[ He pauses. ]
Can Steven take a look at the Blue Rose?
[ He pauses. ]
Can Steven take a look at the Blue Rose?
May I have a moment? Whenever you're free, of course, I wouldn't want to distract you.
[ there's the world's most hesitant pause before Strange continues with, ] It's about Nightshade.
[ there's the world's most hesitant pause before Strange continues with, ] It's about Nightshade.
[Rin has made an effort to be as neat and tidy as possible with his writing... but there are still some misspellings. He tried.]
Dear Miss Ringmaster-san,
I wanted to write you and thank you again for the ring you gave me. I pretty much don't take it off except when I am cooking and even then I put it on a necklace. I hope your not still mad about the thing at the Prince's manor. I promise it won't happen again... because that was awful and crappy.
What I want to ask is this; ever since Miss Koel-san went home, the position of head cook has been open. We've been doing pretty good with me and Taco and Miss Hinawa-san!! But now that my brother is here... well, I want to prove to him (and you!) that I can be very responsible and keep everyone happy and fed!! I already have a lot of experience ordering supplies and getting the cindersprites and hell bats to help with prep work.
So... I am asking you please please to consider me for the position of head cook!! I am going to be the greatest exorcist... but I also want to be the greatest chef!
- Okumura Rin
Dear Miss Ringmaster-san,
I wanted to write you and thank you again for the ring you gave me. I pretty much don't take it off except when I am cooking and even then I put it on a necklace. I hope your not still mad about the thing at the Prince's manor. I promise it won't happen again... because that was awful and crappy.
What I want to ask is this; ever since Miss Koel-san went home, the position of head cook has been open. We've been doing pretty good with me and Taco and Miss Hinawa-san!! But now that my brother is here... well, I want to prove to him (and you!) that I can be very responsible and keep everyone happy and fed!! I already have a lot of experience ordering supplies and getting the cindersprites and hell bats to help with prep work.
So... I am asking you please please to consider me for the position of head cook!! I am going to be the greatest exorcist... but I also want to be the greatest chef!
- Okumura Rin
[ Sure hope the Ringmaster likes formerly evil supervisors appearing out of the shadows wherever she's at because, guess what, that's how Childermass returns as soon as he steps foot on carnival grounds. ]
We need to talk.
[ Serious as ever. Hellishly tired, too, but even so, this can't wait. ]
We need to talk.
[ Serious as ever. Hellishly tired, too, but even so, this can't wait. ]
RADIO - very early D28. Like, a couple hours after the concert stuff wraps up.
spaghettimonster
2018-03-20 06:06 am (UTC)(link)
[The click and static of somebody else on the channel goes for a couple of seconds before anybody speaks.]
Uh... Hello, Ringmaster? It is... Papyrus. I have something to... talk to you. About. Privately?
[With any luck, his radio is only partly reactivated, and she's not getting this message, and he has an excuse not to have this conversation yet. Nyoo hoo hoo.]
Uh... Hello, Ringmaster? It is... Papyrus. I have something to... talk to you. About. Privately?
[With any luck, his radio is only partly reactivated, and she's not getting this message, and he has an excuse not to have this conversation yet. Nyoo hoo hoo.]
[ In the span less than twenty-four hours, Lambert's life has gone from 'actually, pretty good' to 'actually, pretty shit.' Having made a cursory prowl of Zargon and the Olympic Spaceship -- and thrashed the hell out of a striking dummy in the latter -- he finds himself back in the Carnival just before sundown, lingering in the shadow of the Ringmaster's tent.
With a performance upcoming, he's pretty sure she's got a lot on her mind as it is, but he can't wait on this longer, so he'll stride right in. ]
What does it take to lift a fairy curse?
With a performance upcoming, he's pretty sure she's got a lot on her mind as it is, but he can't wait on this longer, so he'll stride right in. ]
What does it take to lift a fairy curse?
Oi, Ringmaster. I'm gonna but out the karaoke equipment again, if it's all the same ta ya.
[Whether she is or isn't at her tent, a handful of Tease will drop off a note, a bottle of expensive and vintage red wine he's been hoarding from Greysol, and a small set of exotic red flowers, which he's 90% isn't poisonous (he tested them on some poor sap), from Zargon. ]
While everyone else is off celebrating Steven's victory at the Space Olympics, I couldn't help but notice that you yourself won a gold medal as well. While I didn't understand what was going on I feel I must offer my Congratulations regardless.
Enjoy the evening, my Lady,
Tyki Mikk.
While everyone else is off celebrating Steven's victory at the Space Olympics, I couldn't help but notice that you yourself won a gold medal as well. While I didn't understand what was going on I feel I must offer my Congratulations regardless.
Enjoy the evening, my Lady,
Tyki Mikk.
Ringmaster.
[A pause.]
....it's me.
['Me' is said in the same tone of dark deprecation that's generally reserved for dirty words like 'telemarketer.' He deeply hates this--coming back to the Ringmaster to question her word, but he doesn't have a choice.]
The Psionic told me... what I did. That you aren't interested in rewarding 'bad behaviour.'
I...
If everything I've done is so heinous a mistake...
Volunteering myself to the manor's cure, shaping my magic to the Carnival's uses... turning against even higher power, in your name, devoting my purpose to defend Creation--
If I was that wrong...
... I don't understand.
[A pause.]
....it's me.
['Me' is said in the same tone of dark deprecation that's generally reserved for dirty words like 'telemarketer.' He deeply hates this--coming back to the Ringmaster to question her word, but he doesn't have a choice.]
The Psionic told me... what I did. That you aren't interested in rewarding 'bad behaviour.'
I...
If everything I've done is so heinous a mistake...
Volunteering myself to the manor's cure, shaping my magic to the Carnival's uses... turning against even higher power, in your name, devoting my purpose to defend Creation--
If I was that wrong...
... I don't understand.
[ At some point when Childermass is awake again (and definitely not dead) and the Ringmaster is back (and also hopefully not dead), there's a crow that inevitably comes looking for her. This crow is only partially an asshole, though, and therefore not the Count. ]
[Presumably the Ringmaster has her hands full with a plethora of other issues, but at some point that day Peridot is going to try to get her attention via radio, whether she likes it or not.]
Ringmaster...
I'm sorry to bother you, but. This is important. I need to know what you know about one of the fae who was present at the Count's Elysium. The naked one. The one who took Lapis and Jasper.
[Pause.]
This is Peridot, by the way.
Ringmaster...
I'm sorry to bother you, but. This is important. I need to know what you know about one of the fae who was present at the Count's Elysium. The naked one. The one who took Lapis and Jasper.
[Pause.]
This is Peridot, by the way.
Unfortunately, as soon as Zangetsu enters Carnival grounds, the Athenaeum's magic dissipates and takes his bankai form with it. The slender sword again becomes an oversized knife, and his clothes return to normal -- albeit tattered because of how worn out he is. His mask, too, flakes away into nothing, and his long hair turns into white wisps.
Oh well, it felt amazing while it lasted. Even if it was a fake completeness, he could feel Ichigo there with him.
(He'll never admit he misses Ichigo.)
He lands in front of the Ringmaster's tent and announces himself loudly. The giant worm-arm, held upwards instead of letting it drag on the ground, has an unsettlingly toothy smile. And a weird lump in the middle.
"Ringmaster!! I got somethin' for ya. ... It's not pretty."
Oh well, it felt amazing while it lasted. Even if it was a fake completeness, he could feel Ichigo there with him.
(He'll never admit he misses Ichigo.)
He lands in front of the Ringmaster's tent and announces himself loudly. The giant worm-arm, held upwards instead of letting it drag on the ground, has an unsettlingly toothy smile. And a weird lump in the middle.
"Ringmaster!! I got somethin' for ya. ... It's not pretty."
If we're including torture alongside this arms race, please know I intend to return home at the earliest convenience.
[ an awkward pause before, ]
I'm alive, by the way. Or is telling you this redundant? I don't know how all this revival business works.
[ might as well bother RM directly if she's as busy as everyone says. ]
I'm alive, by the way. Or is telling you this redundant? I don't know how all this revival business works.
[ might as well bother RM directly if she's as busy as everyone says. ]
Ringmaster? [Ring ring, it's a radio call.] How's everything going over there?
[At some point after everyone is brought back into the Carnival and reacquainted with how things will be, the scarlet eagle will flap over to where the Ringmaster is with a rolled up letter tied at her neck.
She's quite patient about the delivery, but leaves as soon as the letter is in the Ringmaster's hands.]
She's quite patient about the delivery, but leaves as soon as the letter is in the Ringmaster's hands.]
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