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Posted: Fri Feb 25, 2011 9:04 pm
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ove glanced up as she saw the acrobat girl finish her routine. She had to admit, the cards were pretty cool. While the girl was doing her tricks on the swinging trapeze, Dove climbed up the 50 ft tower to the tip of the big tent. It took her to the end of the hand, going hand over hand up the old oak pole. Eventually she got to the small platform, just as the girl left the stage. The spotlight trained on her, Dove extended her arms out, and did a quick backflip onto the dentist floss thin rope. It didn't sag under her 3 pounds of weight. She walked backwards for a few steps, then did a triple back-hand spring twist, staying on her centimetre thin rope. She was toward the middle now, not walking but doing twists and flips gracefully like a, well, dove. Everytime she jumped, it felt as if she were flying. This was her favorite part. She closed her eyes, and fell back. She heard the crowd breath in a collective gasp. She then circled around and stood beneath the rope, defying gravity. There, she did a few flips, always returning to the underbelly of the rope as if gravity had changed for her. She then pretended to lose her balance after a quadruple twist flip, and fell. She plummeted down to the ground, and the crowd started to scream. Dove hid the smile from her face as the screaming got louder and louder, until she was just 10 ft away from the hard floor. Then she closed her eyes and let herself be torn into two, one somehow transported into the shadows, the other continuing to fall. The one falling disintegrated 3 feet from the ground, and the entire tent was quiet. A baby began to cry somewhere in the back of the crowd. Then, when the tension was at its peak, Dove stepped out of the shadows, bowing. The whole tent broke into an uproarious cheer, and Dove walked out of the tent with a reluctant grin on her face. Oh, how she loved the circus! Dove jumped trailer upon trailer up to her room to get changed.
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Posted: Fri Feb 25, 2011 9:38 pm
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Posted: Sat Feb 26, 2011 7:33 am
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{}--Celeste Freeman--{}All eyes on me in the center of the ring just like a circus.┏━━━━━━━━━┓ Alright, what'd I miss? Celeste thought, standing behind the scenes. OK now, Erazybeth had just finished her act. Celeste pulled a few levers, adjusting the light to compliment her skin. Cute, She thought, grinning. Celeste knew she wanted to be out there, but it wasn't allowed. Her grin disappeared, and suddenly she was filled with envy for all the performers. She let out a slow growl. She sat through all the other acts so far, and made them just that little bit better, changing to black light, her favorite, every so often, always surprising to the audience. Celeste thought it would look best during Neal's act, so that was what she did. Turns out, it looked fantastic; the performance blended right in with the light, and vice versa. She smiled, satisfied with today's work.┗━━━━━━━━━┛The life I wish to live is a forbidden one.![User Image](https://th45.photobucket.com/albums/f56/EvilNeedsCandyToo/th_Purple.gif) ![User Image](https://th21.photobucket.com/albums/b267/punk_princess_05/icon stuff/th_purple.png) ![User Image](https://th19.photobucket.com/albums/b191/BoriBam/th_purplemoon.jpg)
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Posted: Sat Feb 26, 2011 11:08 am
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Alastor was backstage, watching the flurry of performers go through in and out of the curtains to either get onto the ringed stage or their own homes within the trailers. He smiled, thinking, 'Ah, what a way to start the day. All that's left is tonight's performance at eleven this evening... The adult's circus.' He always especially loved the adult shows that went on at eleven in the night; a proud time where he let the performance go naughty and more sinister in being than that which is meant for all who are at least eighteen years old. At this show, he made all the performers who were underage go to bed, keeping a careful eye that nobody invaded that shouldn't belong...
He stepped out as the act finished and quickly ended the show with his charming grin before seeing out the acts. When they left, he closed the Big Top's tent flap and barked, letting his voice boom over the walls, "Great show, everyone!"
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Posted: Sat Feb 26, 2011 12:21 pm
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Posted: Sat Feb 26, 2011 12:27 pm
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Posted: Sat Feb 26, 2011 12:45 pm
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Posted: Sat Feb 26, 2011 1:03 pm
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"Time is a circus..." "...always packing up and moving away" ![User Image - Blocked by "Display Image" Settings. Click to show. User Image - Blocked by "Display Image" Settings. Click to show.](https://graphics.gaiaonline.com/images/s.gif) ![User Image - Blocked by "Display Image" Settings. Click to show. User Image - Blocked by "Display Image" Settings. Click to show.](https://graphics.gaiaonline.com/images/s.gif) Shadow Dove
Dove hid a smile, it was so easy to let her gaurd down around this girl. Dove laughed, a rare but musical sound, "Yeah, me too. We had better hurry up before all we get are crumbs." Glancing toward the huge bodybuilder know as Guido who was about 401 pounds that was lumbering toward the catering tent, as if Dove was hinting at something. The simplistic canine-ish female was disarming, and so Dove relaxed. She took off her mask, revealing a beautiful face beneath, but with alarmingly dark eyes. Her eyes were like the night sky, a few sparkles here and there. "Are you coming or not?" Dove asked with a smile, as she ran ahead to the food tent, her hair trailing behind her.
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Posted: Sat Feb 26, 2011 1:28 pm
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Posted: Sat Feb 26, 2011 1:35 pm
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Posted: Sat Feb 26, 2011 1:35 pm
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It was near noon, and everyone was beginning to get some lunch, some people getting carnival food, some getting cooked food by the older performers, or going off to New York City to eat. Alastor couldn't help but chuckle and think, 'Well, I think I'll just stay today... After all, it's not like there's much to look forward to outside good ol' Coney Island; my home sweet home.'
He knew Coney Island very well; it was the place he was found when he awoke from his five-hundred year slumber, though it was when North America was still quite connected to Africa and the rest of the world, as the great continent Pangaea... Now, those were the days; when he was worshiped as a god and role model of the early hominids. Now, it was a sandy island turned into a circus ground for him and the other special beings of the world.
He smiled and, as everyone began disappearing out of the Big Top, he stood at the center of the ringed stage and blew out the various torches with several waves of his hands, creating little shadow objects to put out the sources of heat and warm lighting, making it as dark as the very midnight landscape. When he was finished, he calmly went to the back, where the trailers were located, and calmly leaped his way up to his trailer, which was at the top of the grand pile.
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Posted: Sat Feb 26, 2011 1:41 pm
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Posted: Sat Feb 26, 2011 1:43 pm
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