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Post by Overlord Sothmir on Apr 19, 2007 13:55:23 GMT -5
It was strange, how these fliers found their way into the hands of a select few people, people both well-known and unknown to the world. Upon the piece of paper was a jester's face, with a large grin and two eyes slanted in a sadistic glee. The paper invited those who would enjoy a good show to come to the tent set up on the eastern area of the Netherworld. They couldn't miss it, as it was very large, and very colourful, and said there would certainly be a crowd surrounding it. The flier told of free food, prizes, and other pleasantries. And it gave an introduction to the Ring Leader, who was simply named "The Jester of Spades"
'Come one, come all! Miss this show and you'll wish you were dead! Or perhaps you'll die laughing when you get there! You are sure to enjoy, we have entertainment for all ages.' were his words left upon this strange flier. And strangely enough, it gave exact directions from the location where the person recieved it, to the exact location of where this was going to be held.
No one would exactly know what to expect, but apparently, whatever it was, it was going to be very grand.
((Anyone who decides to join this will have recieved the flier by at least their first post, and it doesn't matter how you got it, so be creative.))
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Post by CountessRae on Apr 19, 2007 14:12:57 GMT -5
Kurtis stood outside the large tent, staring wide-eyed at the bright colors and exquisite patterns. He wasn't as surprised at the tent as he was surprised that it was there, or that he was there.
He had been walking around the city for some fresh air when out of nowhere, a flier hit him in the face. As soon as he looked at it, something was driving him to follow the directions--which started from his exact position--and see the show.
He stepped into the tent.
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Post by Velsper on Apr 19, 2007 14:17:30 GMT -5
The young demon fighter, Velsper sat upon a tree branch, staring curiously as to what this could possibly be. "Eh...What the heck is this? And who's this...Jest of Spades?" This was quite befuddling to him. He'd never heard of such a person before.
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Post by akutare on Apr 19, 2007 19:52:23 GMT -5
Olber adjusted his goggles as he read the paper. "Jester o' Spades?" he asked himself. He looked at the paper and then up at the sky.
"Makes me wonder who or what it is..." He shrugged and folded the paper up in his bat backpack. He then gave a yawn.
"Well.. I best get goin'. Nothin' happenin' here So.. this Jester must be intrestin'!" He crowed.
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Post by Mr Sinister on Apr 20, 2007 0:25:30 GMT -5
Demetrius sat in his throne, he grew tired of his vassals search for other allies. Upon leaving the vassals had finally appeared, the moment he saw one he immediately pinned one to the wall by his throat You better have brought me something interesting?! he snarled. The vassal then held up a piece of paper "Ugh..T..there was said to be interesting demons...at...that place" the young demon said.
Hmm maybe there could be a chance to find allies, then again maybe not he said. He then let go of the vassal. Tell everyone to keep an eye out while im gone, if something happens ill kill you personally he said. He then made way for this place, upon making it there he looked at the flier. Lets see whats inside he said chuckling. Demetrius didn't mind going out for now, little known was his presence in the netherworld.
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Post by acclue lockheart on Apr 21, 2007 12:52:30 GMT -5
acclue looked down at a small piece of paper in hand, then back up to the large opening in the side of the tent, then back down again. He had found the flier taped to a rock next to his campsite when he woke up, and decided to check it out.
"Is this it?" he asked himself, scratching the back of his head "I wonder if someone here can help me." he stepped through the opening, looking around with curiosity.
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Post by Overlord Sothmir on Apr 22, 2007 0:19:30 GMT -5
Those who had gathered before the tent were obviously in close proximity to each other. Springing forth from the tent, like a viper striking from its pit, was a man clad in strange, flamboyant, silky clothing. Despite the playful appearance of the clothes, the colours upon them were not so cheerful. The right side was a deep violet, the left was a foreboding ebony. He wore the archaetypal cap of a Fool upon his head, with a similar colour scheme, and of course, a bell dangling from each of the four arms of the hat. His hands had skin as white as a maggot, with long, pointed nails that were painted purple and black, corresponding with his outfit. The man wore a mask, it bore a similar resemblance to the drawing that was on the flier, giving no hint of any facial features the man might have had, other than the eyes slanted in sadistic glee, the right eye was red, the left was purple, and the twisted smile of gleaming metal mask. It seemed to be inviting a sense of doom to fall upon those who were gathered before the tent. He held in his right hand a baton, whose head bore the exact resemblance of the man who stood in front of them, mask and all.
"Hidey-howdy-ho there!" he said in a strange, squawky voice befitting of an insane clown, "Well, are ya gonna stand there trying to win a stare-down with the tent or are ya gonna step on inside? You do remember why you came here, right, chummies? If ya don't, I suggest you write it on your hand if you don't trust your head!" he said, bonking himself on the head with his baton in timing with his phrase. He threw his head back and let forth a strange laugh.
"Heeheeheehee! Ah, I'm just kidding with ya! Come on in, the show's gonna start, whether you are sitting in the stands or not!"
With another strange, annoying laugh, the man did a very graceful backflip back into the tent opening, and was gone from view. Whatever was about to happen, he had assured the group that it most certainly not going to happen out here...
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Post by akutare on Apr 22, 2007 0:54:17 GMT -5
Olber cocked an eye brow at this... creepy person... thing. However, he was a kid, but he wasn't afraid of this clown at all. He seen scarier. He blinked at the tent, crossing his arms.
"Y'know..." he started to say to the group, "Is he off his rocker or off his horse? 'Cause I wanna know." He sighed and loaded his gun. Just in case. You may never know when something weird will come up.
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Post by Mr Sinister on Apr 23, 2007 10:09:17 GMT -5
Demetrius was cautious with this clown and the whole set up. This world was full of deceivers and all sorts of demons that were up to no good. He entered the tent walking past the others saying nothing, he was not happy to be here but was looking for certain demons that stood out and maybe recruit them.
Demetrius stood there by the stands, his figure was shadowed somewhat as his arms were folded across his chest, he did not bring his sword with him since he did not feel the need for it, though if he were to take offense it wouldn't be pleasant. He scanned his surroundings as he awaited for the "show" to start.
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Post by Velsper on Apr 23, 2007 14:08:38 GMT -5
Velsper narrowed his eyes at this strange clown. He sensed a rather dangerous aura about him, but could sense nothing in his motives. But so as not to disappoint him, he hopped off his tree, walking inside the tent. He at least wanted to be amused.
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