DAY 0

[dandelioned]

[ You find yourself on a stage in an auditorium. There is a solid wall at the back of the stage, and no room to the sides. The red velvet curtains are drawn and tied with gold chord. There are stairs down from the stage leading to the audience -- there there are ten chairs. Eight of which are normal plastic chairs. Two of which are children

Comments

[borncaptain]

...Catchy!

[my_pleasure]

It really sets a nice atmosphere, doesn't it?

[borncaptain]

Depends. Are you into creepy carnival showtunes?

[my_pleasure]

Come now, you don't think it has a certain charm to it?

[holysiscon]

...huh?!

[magicalgenis]

Mithos!

[holysiscon]

Genis?

*WRISTGRAB*

[magicalgenis]

Do you think this really is...

[magicalgenis]

...don't tell me this is...

[my_pleasure]

Is what?

[magicalgenis]

I'm not sure yet, but it looks and feels a little familiar.

[my_pleasure]

Not in a good way, I take it?

[my_pleasure]

[ looking at the ticket thoughtfully. ]

The circus never really was my thing.

[dandelioned]

[ are you going to pick up the ticket to look at it . . .? Or just stare from afar? ]

[my_pleasure]

[ pick it up of course! ]

[dandelioned]

[ if you flip it over there is a picture of a pony, crudely drawn, on the back. ]

[bornlogical]

[. . . taking a closer look at the objects without touching anything]

[dandelioned]

[ they look pretty normal. . . all things considered. ]

[bornlogical]

[picking the gloves up first, checking if there's anything inside them]

[dandelioned]

[ there is nothing inside of them, but the gloves do seem unnaturally warm ]