Cirque Nocturne: Messages

I hope everyone enjoyed last night's annual festive fire hazard.

I'm bowing out of tonight's feast. A woman in the market gave me a free copy of this cultural masterpiece, so I'm locking in early with a pizza, beer, and what's sure to be amazingly bad subtitles. My guess is boy meets girl, boy gets into a love triangle with an autopsied corpse. It looks Cirque appropriate. And check out that date. Best guess on plot twists wins a free beer wherever we end up next. Anyone not in the mood for more eel on a stick is welcome to join.

So the welcome wagon says that I'm supposed to say hello here. Have you guys ever considered, like, a packet? Maybe a nice folder with a checklist, some reading material, a brochure? Nothing too serious, a nice tri-fold would do it. But definitely glossy, because the pictures would really sell it. Anyway, you could replace the trailer keys with little key-cards, hotel-style, and join the rest of the modern world. (Seriously, how many hands have these keys been through? Did someone drool on them? Was the drool filled with blood? I'm concerned.)

Anyway. Hello! My name is Lily, and I'll be joining the performers at the Hanged Man. Nice name, a little morbid, but I'm getting a lot of that vibe here. If you're interested in knowing, I'm an aerialist. That means you'll find me on silks and hoops, although I've also got some trapeze and tight-rope skills. It's okay to be amazed, most people are.

Is much better weather here, am very happy! And I am seeing advertisements for balls, like in the Disney movies I am watching to learn English!

Who wants to go to the balls with me? I will even put on a shirt for you! A whole suit, actually, and learn how to dance! I be perfect ball date. Come at me, Cirque, let's be having some fun.

That Cauldron-thing smells like STIs and the Midway smells like someone couldn't fucking decide between an orgy and a murder spree. Everywhere smells like it had been covered in god damn blood or someone's jiz. I've been here less than 24 hours and I feel like I need to be dipped in Purel.

I know many of you are looking forward to this stop and the parties that happen here, and everyone is free to go amongst them and bring back patrons as wanted for a proper disappearance, but do not cause issue outside of the Cirque grounds. This city has old roots that might not be too pleased with employees causing trouble.

That said, it is wished that we throw a promenade for the employees as well. A Yule ball will happen in a month, but for now, a formal dance where outsiders are free to be brought in as guests are allowed. It will be held on Moving Day before we depart for the next location.

[Elia]

You are required at my trailer.