The Freak Show OOC
people are strange when you're a stranger...
The wind that blows into town smells like fried dough and kettle corn. In a distant field, skyscrapers of bright bulbs and churning machinery light the sky while tinny music and raucous shouts fill the air around the midway. The carnival's energy is contagious, but this isn't just any carnival that's come to town. This is the Freak Show.

To most patrons of the carnival, it appears to be fairly standard despite its old school flair-- but beneath the surface, the Freak Show is full of secrets. None of its workers have wound up there by accident. Many of them have gifts that simply cannot be explained-- eerie little affinities that have been passed down their family line, whether they are aware of this fact or not. Their talents have strengthened since joining the carnival, their strange skills almost impossible to ignore. They are bruja, rootworkers, strega, sorcières. Witches.

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Hay hookers, Codie here with a fourth because I have a death wish, clearly. I bring you Bailey Creedy, a 22 year old painter from New Jersey. Bailey enjoys collecting postage stamps, studying statistical data, and painting vague flashbulb memories of his own murder. Which occurred almost a year ago. Yes, Bailey is dead-- but he won't lie down! Though he was found stabbed to death in the Passaic River, autopsied, and buried, Bailey found his way back home. He has no idea who killed him or who raised him from the dead and he's on a mission for answers. You can read some tl;dr news articles about his death and undeath here.

Bailey JUST joined the carnival, a day or so ago. He'll be helping out his childhood friend, John, with his game-- Bailey is Dunk the Punk's assistant, in charge of collecting the cash and handing out the balls for folks to play. He's just about as pleasant as his ornery BFF, so characters approaching him can expect anything from chilly indifference to condescending remarks. He hasn't told anyone about his past, so no one in the carnival knows about his murder or resurrection. I'd love to throw him into threads with mediums or anyone intuitive who might tap into the fact that he hasn't come back entirely right!