I may be small, but I have a BIG voice!

"Come one, come all! The circus is in town!!!" Peter Kelsey | 11 | Circus Barker Dependent APH Sealand RP blog for CircusTalia

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Do you have a favourite circus member?

[shakes head] I’ve thought about it, but I really don’t. I love them all, in spite of--no, especially what makes them different!

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so is there anyone you /like-like/ in the circus???

“What??? No!” He stuck out his tongue. “I’m like, 11--I’m too young to think about that stuff!!”

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Doesn't that mean you're acting on the side of tyrrany?

“No, I’m not!” He stomped his foot, and his face began to flush. “If the head weren’t such an as–a meanie who hurt the people I care about then I wouldn’t have to do all this!”

Peter sobbed and looked down at his hands, “My hands are just so small….it’s all I can do.”

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How do you protect the others?

“By very subtly discouraging them from breaking the rules.” Peter absentmindedly rolled a bead between his fingers, “Including the unwritten ones. Pushing them towards survival, basically.”

He took the bead in his fist and covered his mouth as he cleared his throat. “For example, when they get bored and discontent, I distract them. Instead of having them get angry and take it out on others and get in trouble for it, I make small problems of my own, or ask them to play. I endear myself to them--then they feel like there’s something worth protecting. That helps to keep them in line. Why would they rebel when they see it’s dangerous, and there’s a kid looking up to them who might do the same?”

“....Don’t get me wrong. I despise how the place is run. But I’ve seen so many people get hurt for acting out. It’s just not the wise thing to do.”

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What's something you can't help to hold onto?

“Hope?” He didn’t seem so sure of his answer, so he shrugged. “But then that makes it sound so futile. I really don’t think it is.”

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Is there anyone in the circus you see as a parent figure?

“Pretty much all the adults!” He chirped, but while his smile was childish, it didn’t seem as naive. “They all stepped up to sort of fill the gap; but since I never knew my mum, I never really…felt said ‘gap’, you know? It’s just the sort of childhood I had. I’m proud of how I’m being raised.”

He paused, and looked down sadly. “..But since I have to be honest, I feel like I have to fend for myself here. Especially since people get hurt so easily when they barely step out of line. Not just for me–I’d hate to sound like I’m tooting my own horn here,” he snorted amusedly, “but I do a lot to protect them too. Especially the ones that come around later.”

“….But don’t tell anyone. It makes it a lot easier for me and it helps people feel more distracted when they just see me as some orphan to babysit. I think it genuinely makes some of ‘em happy…and I would absolutely hate to change that.”

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LETS PLAY 20 QUESTIONS! THE NEXT 20 QUESTIONS MY MUSE GETS ON ANON, THEY HAVE TO ANSWER WITH 100% HONESTY!

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🐑

Scotty / Uncle Scotty / Big Al

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Lights Out

“I can’t see a thing.”

“Where are you?”

“What did I just step on?”

“I just stepped in something.”

“Is this a bad time to mention I’m afraid of the dark?”

“Hey, it’s just me!”

“There must be some candles around here or something.”

“Did you bring a flashlight?”

“Where is that light switch?”

“I can’t find the door.”

“Where are my keys?”

“See, this is why you don’t keep sharp objects laying around.”

“Did you hear that?”

“Calm down. I’m sure the lights will come back on in a minute.”

“This place just got ten times scarier.”

“I don’t like the dark!”

“Turn the lights back on!”

“What’s wrong, scared of the dark?”

“This isn’t funny!”

“Try not to break anything.”

“There’s nothing to be afraid of.”

“Stop jumping at every little noise.”

“Nothing’s changed, it’s just dark.”

“Guess it’s an early bedtime.”

“Something sharp just went right through my foot!”

“Did you forget to pay the electric bill?”

“It could be hours before they fix the powerlines.”

“So what do we do now?”

“You have got to be kidding me.”

“We can ride this out, no harm done.”

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🐑

Mama Josie

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Send “🐑” for my character to state a nickname they have for yours / make one up on the spot.

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Hey, Oeryan, was it? [leans against the cage while Örjan is in tiger form] What's the matter? Cat got your tongue???

[glares] [it’s Örjan]

[groooowl] [though it’s not very menacing]

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littlest-hype-man:

[tilts his head and stares at the boy for a while]

Huh. So that’s what you look like.

[just stares back]

[pouts]

What’s that s’pposed to mean?

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[blinkblink] Uh...nothing? Just haven't seen you as anything but a sad looking cat in that cage. [laughs] If it makes you feel better you could..stare back??? [lmao what about Peter is unusual anyway] Like my eyebrows, maybe??

Anyway. I didn't bring you out just to gawk, don't worry. [He takes out a device from his pocket] I wanted to show ya something!

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Hey, Oeryan, was it? [leans against the cage while Örjan is in tiger form] What's the matter? Cat got your tongue???

[glares] [it’s Örjan]

[groooowl] [though it’s not very menacing]

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[the growl did nothing to the grin on his face]

[kneels down and whispers] Hey, I probably shouldn’t be doing this right now, but you’ve been locked in for too long now–don’t scratch me or anything, then they’ll know I let you out and we’ll both be in trouble, okay?? We can get out of this scot-free, but we’ll have to work together.

[undos the latch and opens the door]

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[immediately jumps out of the cage]

[and as soon as he hits the ground he transforms]

Ugh, finally.

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[tilts his head and stares at the boy for a while]

Huh. So that's what you look like.

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"Bonjour," Josephine chirped, "what are you doing up so early?"

“Hello, Josephine.” The boy smiled up at her, “I was just hoping to catch some performers rehearsing their routines.”

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She had hesitated, only slightly, before taking hold of his hand without worry, heart swelling marginally over how bright he suddenly was. It was nice to see how excited someone got, especially over just the rehearsals. Of course, things could go wrong there, too, so Josephine might just keep him close to her. Some of the acts were dangerous! 

As soon as they got to the practice tent, Josephine lead their way inside, eyes scanning for who else might be in there. She smiled, warmly, “just be careful, Peter, alright?” 

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"Sure will." He nodded, but enumerated some of the things to be careful of; for good measure, of course. "Don't bring anything flammable near the fire performers, be lightfooted around the dancers spinning plates, watch out for aerial dancers--oh, and steer clear of the /knife throwers/ unless they acknowledge you and let you come closer." Well. It turns out he did have a purpose for that mouthful...

"I wouldn't be too afraid; I'm sure I'll be safe if I stick with you!"

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"Damek! Think fast!!"

“What–? Peter–!” Damek had already begun to duck, hands up and ready to catch anything thrown his way that was able to be caught and a slightly confused smile spreading across his features.

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“Whoa!” Peter exclaimed as he watched Damek somehow catch the ball he pitched.

“Every time!!! Even when it’s coming from behind.” He laughed and clapped his hands, “But I expect no less from you.”

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"'N just what do ya t'ink yer doin', Wee Pete?"

Peter’s lips puckered and his eyebrows furrowed in concentration. When he finally felt the moment was right, he threw the dart - yet it landed far off-centre on the target.

“Aw…I thought I would get that one.” He poured, but quickly stood up straighter.

“Ah, Alistair!” The boy brightened up at the sight of another. “Just trying out the darts. Got a bit bored. Don’t worry, I’m being careful.”

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“I see t'at.” Alistair had waited until the boy had taken his shot before interrupting, lips curled with a light hearted amusement as stepped beside the boy, noticing where dart had landed. Far from perfect but…at least it had managed to hit the board at all. “Yer shots’ gettin’ even better.”

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Peter laughed, "Well then what's that have to say about my previous tries?" He recognized that the redhead meant well, though. "Thanks, Alistair."

He looked down at the second one in his hand, shrugged, and put it away. He wasn't at all serious about trying to improve his aim, anyway; it was just something to pass the time. He much preferred to talk to anyone who felt like it as well.

"So, have you been working on anything new recently?" He began to rock on his heels, "Has Josephine given you any suggestions? I see you've been around each other more recently." A spark of mischief in his eye was tempered by his childish smile.