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So yeah I run that hunger games rp.

You guys should go check it out.

http://hungergameskpoprp.tumblr.com/

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Brownies | Minho & Hara

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Scrubbing away at the dishes in the sink, Hara watched out the window as the other’s set up their tents for the show, adjusting her bright pink, rubber dressed with ribbon and rhinestone gloves to prevent any water from pouring in. Without noticing the slight reflection in the window of a figure entering her home nor the slight creak of the thin floor as pressure was put onto it by the man’s feet she continued to wash, jumping as she heard the deep voice from the head that was over her shoulder. “YAH!” She yelped, placing her hand over her heart that had suddenly skipped a beat due to the shock, leaving her a little dizzy. “M-Manager…?” She said, the ‘o’ of her lips forming into a smile as she turned to the taller man. “I was…baking.” She explained with a slight chuckle as she motioned to a tray of brownies that were cooking in the oven, producing a mouth watering but slightly bitter smell.

Hearing the ding of the pink egg timer in the shape of a bunny she quickly shook her hands to rid the gloves of any excess water before pulling them off and crossing the small kitchen in a few steps to turn it off. “You may be in luck~ You get first pick on a piece~” She said enthusiastically as she replaced the gloves with oven-mits, squatting down and opening the oven to pull out the dark colored brownies that oozed with chocolate. Marveling at the appetizing visual she placed on top of the counter she wasn’t aware that a few of her measurements were wrong and although she used the correct method, using salt instead of sugar would not bring the best results. “So, which slice do you want?” She said trailing the knife through it.

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A small chuckle from the girl's jumping reaction pressed out of his throat and chest. Minho's eyes creasing with his smile as he watched her become more and more aware of who he was. It was no surprise to him that she knew exactly who he was but he was somewhat disappointed that he had yet to even figure out her name. Watching carefully as she moved over to the stove with such ease, he kept his place. His smile growing as her words entered the air, slightly reserved personality taking over his face as he smiled down at the floor quietly.

As he moved slowly over to the hot pan to watch her cut it into pieces his mind boggled slightly at her question. Of course if the moon had been out and the fog was there to play, he knew exactly what his dark self would have replied to such a set up question. Instead of being a cocky little child and telling her she was the piece he wanted, Minho simply pointed to an oozing square and licked his lips. "They look.... edible. Are you sure you have got the right job here?" One small chuckle stayed locked in his chest causing it to come out deeper than before as he made his way to one of the chairs placed at the table.

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It'd been a long day, in fact too long for Minho to even remember what he first did this morning. As he made his way throughout the circus trails he could hear Hyoyeon's voice in the back of his mind yelling at him to finish up he checking. It got quite annoying knowing she was lounging around in her tent while he was forced to watch over every single booth. The trouble in his mind would do him no good though, so he tossed it away focusing back on each vendor.

As he finished up the line of work he stared slightly up at the sky, looking with worried eyes for the moon. Of course, it was gone. If he wasn't worried before he definitely was at that point. His eyes narrowed at he watched the fog caste it's shadow, he knew exactly what was to come of next and as he watched the vendor count through his supplies he saw the distinct change in the vendor's stance. Minho wanted no part in what was to happen in seconds. "That is fine, you have enough." His arms wrapped around his upper stomach as he began to walk in the opposite direction fear bottling up inside of him as he waited for his own set of mind to switch. Closing his eyes tightly he felt that sudden chilly wet air crease along his neck and past him in a flash, there was no going back from there.

The first thing that settled in the new mind was the screech of the older male's voice. It pierced in his ear as he slowly turned around shoving the tips of his hands into his pocket as he took steps closer. The new Minho had no idea what he was in store for but he knew exactly what he would be doing. With a devilish grin Minho walked even closer leaving only inches between them. His head tilted slightly as he called out word. "Assistance? And what do I receive in return?" Minho's grin stayed firm as his eyes grew dark locking tightly on the others. 

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Little Miss Red | Jiyoon & Minho

Night has fallen.

The dancer pursed her lips together as she brushed the finishing touches of her crimson eyeshadow over the lids of her eyes, before they opened, and Jiyoon smiled a full smile at herself. Now that’s something one wouldn’t see from the oh-so-delicate Jiyoon of the daylight. The woman could scoff at her alter ego. But, no, she’ll keep it to herself, to her more devilish side. After all, without her weaker self, she knew she wouldn’t at all exist. And how the world would miss out on something brilliant.

Her part of the performance was over, the only reason why she was free to sit around here. One might be curious as to why she was redoing her make-up, but she had a bit of a motto: a performer is always a performer, whether under the scrutiny of the audience or not.

Shoulders rolling back in a slight stretch, Jiyoon moved over to the curtains to peek out towards the performance that was still happening. She had to admit to herself, all those that danced with her danced beautifully, whether male or female. It made her smile. Fully intending to watch for longer, it wasn’t until she heard a noise behind her that she dropped her curtain and turned to look, a slight cock to her eyebrow at the unexpected intruder.

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The show was running too far past late as Minho watched the moon fall past the earth. His hand clutching onto the rail of the caged cattle as the fog emerged from the darkness. It was a managers nightmare knowing that the performers were still on stage with a full audience and were soon to be changed into who knows what. With all the new workers Minho had yet to figure out all of their personalities let alone their night visions. In fact, he wasn't even sure if some of them had been through a night experience yet. Troubles set into his mind more and more as he petted the cattle one last time before turning quickly towards the back stage once again.

As he worried for not only the preformers but the auidience it's self he completely forgotten about his own change in desire. With the small cast of a shadowy fog it didn't take long for not only Minho to see his new set of mind but the people around him as well. Shivers spiked up his back as he watched around him, licking his lips with fear before his old mind was completely gone.

It didn't take long for him to reach where the girl was standing, creeping behind her as he watched her makeup become complete. Many feet away and it was almost as if he was right in front of the mirror. His eyes stayed narrowed as he head gently turned around, Minho's senses flaring as the scent of the females hair instantly flew in his direction. She was a beauty, no doubt, and Minho's night view wasn't going to let a distant fear of the show let this one slip away from him.

A crooked smile placed along his lips as he took steps closer to the female. In an instant he was less than three inched from breathing down the girl's neck, keeping his eyes tight on hers and smile planted nice and firm. His fingers trinkled around her shirt for a few seconds before yanking her onto his chest, tilting his head a little down at her. "Have you really set yourself out her like so with no intentions of attraction?"

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Distinct Thoughts | Jonghyun & Minho

It was his small body that was mirrored towards him, his reflection of his shirtless body was pretty stellar for Jonghyun’s eyes as he sang a song for a later performance. Not trying to be cocky to himself, he kept whispering sweet-nothings to his own ears, for some reason trying to keep his self-esteem up. Without his vocalization practicing, it was obvious, he was bored as hell. 

Scratching the center of his chest where his prominent mole was, it seemed to look like as if he was trying to take it off. Once he gave up, Jonghyun set his posterior on the top of his bed, his eyes locked on the ceiling of his tent like the usual when he has nothing else to do. On other days, his mind would go blank with nothing but aphotic daydreams, but today there was something stuck; a memory replayed over and over. Jonghyun couldn’t take his head to it, but it was definitely something that happened before. It started to haunt him now, the recollection of that memory killing him not knowing what it is. 

Shoving the thought away for later, the keyboard-smashing spaz in his mind was in sync with his limbs moving around the covers like bedlam. Cliche as it was, Jonghyun’s heartbeat beat accelerated, curious for the reason why. It wasn’t because he was tired, but .. Something was bothering him. His thoughts were just too out of place to think today.

A noise was rustling outside of Jonghyun’s tent, him voice letting out a quiet yelp as he looked at the entrance flap. Trying to find his shirt, he swiftly tried to put his arms through the armholes before the mysterious object was to barge into his place. Suddenly, a crack of fabric penetrated the silence of his surroundings, his head outstandingly stuck between the neckline of the shirt.

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It'd been a long time since Minho had even left his own tent. The scary thought of passing someone he might have known before his accident or just anyone who knew about it. He hated being judged and if someone was going to talk about him he only wished for it to be behind his back. Something was different about today though, after long weeks of slaving himself over the thoughts of the people he missed so much he knew he had to get out of the enclosed space.

As soon as he took one step out of his tent he could already feel the hot gaze of Hyoyeon on him. Shit. Since he'd been captured by himself inside the plastic shelter he hadn't even thought about doing his job, that only caused her to have more and more work. The fact that most of Minho's job was doing her work anyways didn't matter anymore to her and those death eyes showed how angry she was with him. She had been a few feet away from him but luckily he took off fast enough to get away from any interactions or commerce with her. 

Minho didn't really know where he was running at first just anywhere away from that she-devil. Before he could even think of a place to run he ended up starting towards the only familiar place, Jonghyun's tent. He'd really meant to visit him at some point and the moment of survival seemed like a well enough time. A small grin surfaced on his face as he shoved the plastic door out of the way and jumped perfectly into the tent. One large breath and his oxygen was recovered. Not even bothering to say anything to the other man in the tent Minho went diving under neath the bed.

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donghocircus started following you

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O u O

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THAT DOESNT ANSWER MY QUESTION

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You already know who I be.

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What. If this is who I think it is, I’m going to cry.

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O u O

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jjongtainment said: Did you just call your friend pablo? .. AHAHAHA no really why omg i can’t

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jjongtainment said: no he’s mine ಠ_ಠ

Omg adri no. please. Key is becoming my bias. and even the sight of him anymore wakes up pablo. Minho would tear thaat ass up.

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Out // Myungsoo & Minho

Myungsoo was done setting up his tent and was ready to go out and explore their new location. He couldn’t shake off the sadness he was feeling. When he first found the circus again, happiness filled his body. All he could think of was his old friends and  his girlfriend, but now that he was back and they weren’t there, he was very disappointed and regretted leaving the circus. Maybe if he stayed, he would’ve convinced them not to leave. But he knew it was too late and he has to embrace the truth. He ran a hand through his hair and continued walking. If he couldn’t see any familiar face, then maybe a new one would cheer him up.

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As the night time settled around the circus Minho knew what was soon in store for not only him but the people all around him and as soon as his eyes blinked he could feel himself change. Of course there wasn't a lot of people out around the circus anymore at night due to the new member not understanding the new feeling. Minho, himself, was sick of hiding in his tent at night and damaging himself. Scanning around the free area he searched for something, anything, that would keep him from retreating back to his tent alone. His leg swung back and forth on the brick wall as he sat at the top spotting the male out quickly. Minho watched as the man walked around like a chicken with his head off, speaking out loud enough for him to hear him.

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Brownies | Hara & Minho

It being a normal, busy morning before fun and games commenced. Where customers wandered the park and circus, attending stall after stall and wasting their money for their own entertainment. Being a gypsy, Hara didn’t have a specific stall to set up or anywhere to help and so she tended to focus on her own things; a few bracelets she could sell for some extra cash, or maybe a treat of some sort;  she knew how to make cupcakes and brownies. However then, watching the others hard at work as they set out their own stalls, she thought that maybe she should make something for the people that welcomed her with open arms; her new family.

And so she began to bake with the only ingredients she had left. A little cocoa here and some butter there and soon with a metal scrape of the pan entering the over a delicious, aromatic smell diluted into the air and flowed out of the small caravan that she lived in. Humming to herself as she began to wash the instruments she had used to cook, door wide open for anyone that wanted her company.

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Practically kicking the tent flap open Minho stormed out of the director's tent. It wasn't anything knew that she would end up slapping more work on him and then yell at him for not doing her work faster. He sighed to himself loud enough to come out with a grunt, he knew he had no other choice but there were always those small teenage rebellious thoughts in the back of his mind. As he walked towards the second line of vendors his feet kicked on the dirt, an action that would only set him farther back in his duties but it was the only thing he could do to get his anger out with the sun still shining bright.

Turning into one of the mini stores he avoided all contact with the people around him that was unnecessary. He checked thoroughly to make sure each place had enough stock for the next audience about to come out from the show. It become almost nerve racking to go through the numbers time after time with each store and as he finished the line full of material items he could feel a small relief. The next was the row of food, where the kitchen was located and everything. He hadn't eaten all day and he knew there would be extras for him to take. After entering and leaving a pastry shop he had already recovered a large donut before he moved on. Noticing some smoke coming out of a door that wasn't really reserved for any certain vendor, he became curious. Walking into the room he quickly became aware of one of their Gypsies. Of course he hadn't learned the females name yet, there was absolutely no need to in previous situation. A smile pressed up on his lips as he licked his fingers clean stepping behind her looking over her shoulder to the dirty dishes. "Experimenting?"

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