Cirque Nocturne: Messages

I do not sleep therefore I am not?

And no cutie vampire or redhead to keep me company right now!

London bridge is falling down, falling down...falling down.

Why does it smell like burnt popcorn around here?

It's strange to be back in the place that I was born, both as a human and an immortal, after such a long time away. Things are so different but some remain the same. Strange how that is. It's fun to lurk around old haunts and remember the past.

Like how the last time I was in town, I almost - almost - experienced a quick drop and a sudden stop. Ah, memories.

This time around, I don't plan on getting trapped and tied up. At least, not until showtime.

HALLOWEEN IS SO CLOSE I CAN TASTE IT!

Sooo glad we are staying here for another week. :3

Costume suggestions?

[Christian and Mommy Marcus]

So... I can't hear Daria's thoughts anymore... And I know the other girl was found not so alive...
Has anyone heard from her?

Somethin with its energy. Stop you making poor Jonas blush.

I swear to fuck, the next drunk customer who makes a 'spicy Latina' joke, or yells something containing the word 'señorita' after me (or starts singing that damn Justin Timberlake song), they're going to get a finger broken. It's not part of my job to make nice with assholes.

I've been told I need to post some kind of hello and actually interact with people here.

I'm Ashok, Nalini's husband. I've been set to work as the Cook at the Cottage. I won't cook food for employees so don't ask.
I will also be taking the place in Security of the stone lions that were destroyed in Rome.

I feel like we I should apologize to everyone for such a delayed introduction. The Ringmaster was kind enough to give my husband and myself time to recuperate from our wedding before we began our duties here at the Cirque.

My name is Nalini. For the most part, you will be able to find me on the Midway, either dancing or painting faces. If something serious happens, however, my husband and I will be taking on different roles. So... if you see very large tigers on the grounds, do not panic... but consider heading in the opposite direction. It is probably just a best practice.

Strange. A person, even a small one, is not an easy thing to conceal, and people tend to protest when forced to do things against their will. So where is she? How did no one notice?

[Victor]
You should-

Do not-

Be watchful, yes?

This is still a shit city.

I wonder if this place has a dungeon.

To those not shifting or dancing naked under the moon tomorrow night - who has plans?

I know I am new here and only help mend the clothes and costumes, not design them... But don't you think that a pair of "shorts" should be longer than the girls vag? And no, I'm not "old fashioned", I just didn't think that anyone other than a worker of a brothel would be alright with wearing such lack of attire. So that begs to question... Why is there no brothel here? Imagine the money you could make with a whore house. I mean really... I can't be the only one with that thought.

So, is there going to be the usual feast? Because I'm hungry. Food people, I demand food.

I've also stolen found a kitten and I'm not giving it back. Meet Boscoe. You cannot touch. He is mine and I will cut you.

It's hard to exist when colours keep getting in the way. Step off colours!

Also, I have lost my shirt if anyone find it.

Great welcome party

So, I guess I'm working at the Cottage as a cook. Not exactly fit for much and the Carousel already had someone happy to be there.
Also, if anyone had a problem with my sister don't complain about it to me. I don't care.

[Little Lu Lu (aka Lucienne)]

Want to tag in for a cuddle buddy?

[Allentown (aka Alex)]

I will require more cuddles at exactly 18:15

[Doc Rose]

Do you think I can not be in the Band Aid Station? Have I been observed enough?

Just given me some of that good ol' catholic witchery. Those ladies are the nicest people and have the best shit.

You know the mixture is good when it's barely on your skin through contact and you about drop out of your body while strolling along.

Holy shit, ITALY? WE ARE IN FUCKING ITALY.

You know, The Lady's Table is so so lavish but not oppressively so all at the same time! It's enchanting, really. Monsieur De Chaumont, I know you're not crazy about taking special requests but thank you so so much for making an all vegetarian meal for me! Sooooo decadent. Hmmm. Maybe I shouldn't have ordered a wine sampling?

( There is no such thing as too much wine, right? )