taehyung has had a target painted on his back for the longest time. heās lost count of the amount of people that probably want him dead, or to suffer for reasons lost to him now. in hindsight, taehyung probably should not have made those enemies, but he was just trying to survive, and thatās how he made his living.
there is also a lot of suspicion and controversy about his magic shows, he knows. thereās always someone trying to expose him of something. for so many things. there are the people that try to expose his magic as fake, and those that believe he is a mutant. there is very little proof for either assumption, so taehyungās show goes on.
his past and present had to cross somewhere, though.
āladies and gentleman! thank you all for coming tonight, we have a new act in store today, so please be anticipated for the very end of the performance,ā taehyung speaks into his headset, arms spread out as he stands on the stage and looks out to his crowd. something he will never get over is the familiar faces he sees at every event, kids and even some adults that just canāt get enough of his act. thereās one kid in particular that always reminds him of himself when he was younger, eyes wide and the biggest of smiles on his face as he watches.
itās a nice feeling, to be loved for this. he sure doesnāt deserve it.
the curtains close for a few minutes for them to set up and tae offers his assistant a quick look before glancing at the floor as he fixes his bright red bowtie.Ā āyouāre lucky i let you come today, jaehwan, especially after i found you snooping around in my home. donāt mess this up,ā he murmurs, not sparing jaehwan another look before he pats the tallerās ass in an attempt to soften his words, if only slightly. after, he heads out onto the stage to start the show.
it goes well, tricks starting out easy before increasing in difficulty, as well as glamour. itās a steady build up until the end, and his own final trick heās been working on. heās anxious, but he knows the risks, and he believes the reward definitely outweighs the risks. heās also too much of a perfectionist to perform this new ability without knowing that he isnāt going to risk exposing himself.
and then finally, the final act draws near. he hasnāt even told jaehwan what heās going to do. itās a shame jaehwan isnāt even going to see it.
āthe moment youāve all been waiting for is finally here. our final act will amaze you, as it will be something you have never seen before. i can assure you, there are no tricks here, just magic.ā as the stage darkens, lights on him, taehyung closes his eyes to mentally prepare himself with a deep inhale, but his exhale never comes.
as his eyes closed, he had not realized the man standing in the middle of the crowd, raising a gun and firing. taehyung doesnāt even get the chance to react, collapsing to the ground as his fancy white button up blossoms in dark red at his shoulder, pooling around him as he goes into shock, the cries of his fans deaf to his ears. he can only hear the pounding of his own heart, eyes wide as he stares across the stage, eyes locking with jaehwanās, a hand extending outwards towards him desperately.
somehow, he managed to convince himself that this would never happen to him, that no one would ever be able to take him down from his pedestal.
if he actually manages to survive this, then everything would change.
ITāS TIME, FOR A PLOT CALL. iām in desperate need of getting connected w everyone again and thiS IS GONNA BE THE START. if you want to plot w this rude boy then like this post and iāll rush over to you!! or if you come to me thatād be fine too <3
i also still have p much all of my plot page open!! the link is here!
thereās a lot of things yeri doesnāt believe in.
she doesnāt believe in aliens. she doesnāt believe in the afterlife. she doesnāt believe in ghosts, and she doesnāt believe that monsters live under your bed. mutants she never believed in either but recently, thatās beginning to change with the track record that incheon has thus far.Ā
but she definitely doesnāt believe in magic.
itās tricks of the light. itās utilizing a concept people are in awe about and doing flashy handwork and pretty words to make people believe it. yeri isnāt the type. it all seems stupid and silly, childās play to her (hah! hypocrite) and she doesnāt want anything to do with it.
her brows pinch and furrow, finger careful as she pulls back the string, tension rising and becoming taut as she angles the marble carefully. the red hair isnāt able to be missed, but yeri instead focuses on their hand, where cards are shown. she canāt make out whatever heās doing, and frankly, she doesnāt careā but she hates the idea of him fawning over people with stupid magic tricks because magic doesnāt exist and itās lame.Ā
so she pulls the string back, and then lets it go, watches as the marble slams against the maleās hand with precision, and she grins triumphantly when the cards fall from his fingers at the pressure.Ā
there isnāt a whole lot taehyung believes in either.
he doesnāt believe in faith. he doesnāt believe in the power of love, or pretty much anything that hasnāt been proven scientifically. magic, however, falls out of that category. magic is more than tricks and mind games, although it does include them as well. magic... transcends. magic has fabricated taehyungās entire being, intertwined in his life to make it whole, complete.
heās in the middle of displaying a rather simple trick when a sharp pain stings through his wrist, hand releasing the cards without any warning. he stares, and for a moment he thinks about bringing them back right into his hand before they can hit the ground, but he does not. instead, his eyes wander towards the marble that sits at his feet, picking it up and looking in the direction it had came, right into the eyes of the person who had shot him. eyes narrow for only a split second before he tucks the marble in his pocket and grins, gesturing towards his little crowd.
āit looks like weāve got a nonbeliever in our midst! how about i invite her to prove her wrong, how does that sound?ā there are a few snickers but mostly agreement, a path clearing for taehyung to approach the girl and hold his hand out to her in a very gentleman-like fashion, an easy smile on his face. heās dealt with many nonbelievers over the years, but like them, she to would come to regret her decision to mess with him.
āhow about it, my lady? would you like me to show you a bit of magic? let me show you.ā
sometimes taehyungās nights go extremely well. he gets a pretty nice stack of cash, gets his amusement from seeing awestruck and angry faces that never fail to make him laugh as he gathers up his winnings, ready to hurry on out before anyone recovers from the shock of such a disastrous loss. sometimes, heās also not so lucky. on his way out of the alleyway he feels a firm hand slide into the collar of his dress shirt, tugging him back.
taehyung chokes, and turns to glance up at the man who dared lay a hand on him-- before offering a sickeningly sweet grin.Ā āhey now, i donāt think thereās any problem here, i think that game was pretty fair, no?ā he tries sweet talking, staring up up up at the man nearly twice his size.
he knew whom he was dealing with tonight: a pretty high ranking member of a local mafia that he often met just to scam him out of his copious amounts of money. maybe it was just a little too many wins now, though. gods, that man is an awful poker player though. taehyung doesnāt even have to cheat to beat him.Ā āmr. kim wooseok, could you kindly tell your lackey here to let me go? i donāt think we have anymore business to attend to.ā
thereās a few moments of silence before taehyung receives his answer, shoved into a brick wall and held there before he sees red and blue lights flashing at the end of the alleyway, looking over with a smug grin.Ā āwell well, looks like our little pow wow will have to wait, wonāt it? hey! how about you help an innocent guy out!ā he calls to the man heading down the alleyway, a fist still curled in his nice, gucci dress shirt, holding him firmly against the wall as all eyes meet on the entrance. his poor shirt, heāll probably have to trash it after having this man stretch it out.
the state of his shirt should probably be the least of his worries, though.
hello everyone! a few of you may know me as adventās biggest fan... but to those who donāt know me iām toni! and iām BACK this wild ride taehyung, or the ace of hearts, as he likes to go by! his mutation is paper manipulation, but he is actually not too dependent on it, and only uses it sometimes. it complements his lifestyle, rather than being the core of it! his most common use of it is in poker games to cheat. though, to most people he might honestly seem like just a normal human. he doesnāt actually tell anyone ( other mutants included ) that he is a mutant. he was never at daybreak either, so itās very unlikely that many people even know heās a mutant!
heās quite a few things: a poker player, a magician, a thief. though, thief is used very loosely! heās rather sarcastic and witty, and doesnāt tend to take anyone very seriously ( itās a pride thing + knowing he can outsmart nearly anyone so coughs come make him take you seriously! ). he hosts his own magic shows with his wonderful little assistant lee jaehwan, so iām sure we can always find something to plot!
feel free to hmu here on ims, or on twitter (@hwarangprince)! taehyungās links are here: stats, history, plots, mutationĀ !
also, origami isnāt his thing. donāt ask him to do it. unless youāre hoseok possibly
