▍⠀⠀𝗙𝗥𝗘𝗔𝗞 𝗦𝗛𝗢𝗪⠀.ᐟ

𝗘𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘆𝗼𝗻𝗲 thinks we are 𝗽𝗲𝗿𝗳𝗲𝗰𝘁; 𝑾𝒆 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒎𝒂𝒏𝒏𝒆𝒒𝒖𝒊𝒏𝒔, 𝐖𝐞 𝐬𝐞𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 ɴᴏʙᴏᴅʏ 𝐞𝐥𝐬𝐞 𝐬𝐞𝐞𝐬...

[maniques]

𝗪𝗘𝗟𝗖𝗢𝗠𝗘 𝗧𝗢 𝗠𝗔𝗡𝗜𝗤𝗨𝗘𝗦 :⠀⠀a private roleplay blog for characters from The Amazing Digital Circus.ㅤPRIMARILY featuring: QUEENIE !   Come & step onto the virtual stage, & let the show begin 🎭⠀⠀READ MY RULES BEFORE INTERACTION,⠀⠀I AM NOT AFFILIATED WITH THE THE AMAZING DIGITAL CIRCUS ROLEPLAYING COMMUNITY AT LARGE !⠀⠀𝗗𝗜𝗦𝗖𝗟𝗔𝗜𝗠𝗘𝗥 ,⠀⠀While I have zero issue writing & exploring DEAD DOVE DO NOT EAT content, this particular blog is unlikely to feature such content;ㅤANTIS & MINORS: DO NOT INTERACT !

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⠀⠀[ ✱ ]⠀⠀Please don’t infantilize any of my muses; especially Gangle or Loo. Gangle, in my interpretation, is a single mother [ this is still in development ] & Loo is a non-playable character; standard age metrics don’t apply to NPCs

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[maniques]

Hi (:

[maniques]

"Let an old pro show you how it's done!" (kinger for queenie! I hope it's okay I spam you with memes)

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ“OHOHO! VERY WELL THEN, OLD PRO; DAZZLE ME!”ㅤA giggle escapes, fluttery & sudden, like a ribbon caught in breeze; she doesn’t bother masking the fondness curling around the edges of her voice [ with Kinger, it always slips through, ] Queenie stands with her hands gently folded, digits brushing over the knuckles of one glove; posture is upright yet relaxed, amused & radiant with a fluttering warmth. Her frame tips ever-so-slightly forward in invitation, crown-head tilted just ever so with attention, “Let’s see it, then,” she urges softly, teasing; she already knows he’ll fumble it… it’s part of the charm, after all. There’s a beat of silence, a held breath in the code & time slows just enough for her to marvel at the way he still tries, even now. That manic glint behind his eyes may flicker, but when it steadies, she can almost pretend it’s the same man who once tried to make her laugh by juggling beetles. That memory is stitched in loosely, held in place by impression more than detail, but it’s enough,

She knows what this is; knows the way he performs [ frantic, eager, lopsided ] & how much of it is distraction. She doesn’t name it aloud, for some things are too fragile to put language around. Instead, Queenie hums under her breath as he begins; the softest little sound like a note trapped in velvet. Lopsided eyes track him, & though there’s laughter there [ bright & unmistakable ] it’s tempered by something much older & aching. She sees the way his limbs don’t always follow the same instructions twice; the way the effort crackles at the edges, & the way he’s unraveling so slowly he still thinks he’s together. The difference between them? It doesn’t stop him, & for that, her husband has her admiration. She doesn’t stop or correct him; her presence is its own kind of steady [ I’m here... You’re doing fine; keep going, ] When his trick inevitably goes awry, she claps anyway, “Marvelous, you’ve still got it, dear…” She leans in, to ‘peck’ him on the cheek, “...Perhaps you should continue practicing though,”

[snapshotxsinners]

𝐒𝐌𝐈𝐋𝐄 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐂𝐀𝐌𝐄𝐑𝐀, 𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐍𝐄𝐑𝐒 !

Indie & Semi-Selective OC blog for a Hazbin Hotel & Helluva Boss verse —ㅤ Photographed by ㅤBrax [ age 25+ ]ㅤ.

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[kiwiblush]

💜 I took some creative liberties with this redraw

💜 full pic + closeups:

[plasticsouled]

@maniques said: “Hello! Bonjour! Guten tag! Hujambo! ¡Hola!” / from Moon to Caine, if that's ok!

.the wild robot sentence starters. (accepting)

Caine stared silently at the Moon for a moment, a LONG moment, before he pointed a finger in her direction. "Are you alright?"

[rumwik]

DO YOU SEE???

[maniques]

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤTHE SCENE IS RIDICULOUS, BUT THAT’S RATHER THE POINT.ㅤA wedding party halfway down a volcano, champagne flutes that never empty, a priest with a clock for a face; Queenie doesn’t question it, since the game doesn’t require her to. She exists in the in-between: her lines are generic, her cues vague, but the mind beneath the surface is still present… fragmented, unfortunately. She stands near the edge of the dancefloor, posture poised, hands clasped in front of her gown; red velvet, just slightly off-theme & the veil twitches in nonexistent wind. It’s unclear who she’s supposed to be here; mother of the bride? Guest of honor? Another setpiece? The cake, perhaps? No one's told her & she doesn’t ask. The music glitches for a second, repeats a bar; that’s when she spots him. She knows his name, for part of her mind that’s supposed to forget things never quite learned how to do so properly… Queenie doesn’t announce herself, just moves beside him with the soft-clicking grace of polished wood, “They didn’t cast me in the speaking role,” she offers lightly, voice smooth, angled with warmth that doesn’t quite sit right [ for reasons she doesn’t pay mind to or care to know ] “But I thought I’d cheat. We’re allowed a little mischief now & then, aren’t we?” she giggles, hand over where her mouth is supposed to be,

She doesn’t look directly at him, instead tilting her chin to suggest the invitation; ever so polite! “I’ve seen you before. Though I think the first time you were holding a… novelty-sized umbrella? It was raining frogs… or perhaps stars? Something like that.” —pause [ because she lets it; lets the simulation breathe, & lets the background figures twirl endlessly in their loops, ] The smile in her eyes never changes, “You have… a very loud silence,” she muses softly. “Not that I mind! Sometimes the ones who make the most noise are the ones who say the least when it matters...” That last line feels like something she wasn’t programmed to say & so she folds her gloved hands again, as if to make up for it. “Would you like a drink? It won’t make anything better, but the bubbles are very pretty…”ㅤ/ㅤ@jaxt0y !

[maniques]

❛  it  sounds  like  you’ve  been  crying …  ❜ Gangle @ Evil Jax (@jestcrmask)

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ“O-OH… IS IT THAT OBVIOUS?” HIS VOICE FOLDSㅤlike paper already creased too many times; tone mild & apologetic. Evil Jax doesn’t look at her at first; his hands are already fussing with the hem of his sleeves, [ then not, ] then twitching up like he might wring them out, “It’s not always sadness. Sometimes it’s just… l-leftover noise,” he offers, eyes trailing the floor like it might offer help, “I try not to let it leak. I really do. But sometimes I f-forget my place…” cue the deep intake of breath; in & out, softly now… “I didn’t mean to worry you,” the words are simple, yet too bare to be rehearsed; too careful to be nothing… The thought [ of her worrying ] itself makes him itch, eyes lifting only halfway to meet hers [ or at least to her mask? He isn’t exactly sure! ] “I know I make people uncomfortable, but I promise I’m not broken in any useful way.” A smile is attempted, but it flickers out halfway, “Thank you for asking, though. Not everyone does.” A pause that lingers like dust in still air. “M-Miss… Gangle, was it?”

[maniques]

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤTHE MOON DRIFTS IN SLOWLY,ㅤas she always does — she just appears, [ as though she were always there; & of course, she is! ] merely waiting for Caine to look up. Crescent form hovers gently over the rafters, suspended in that soft gradient between presence & dream, casting light that doesn’t seem to touch anything, “Hello Caine; you’ve been busy,” voice is low & lilting; a lullaby sung to a child just before sleep, “Your little game pieces are moving so quickly lately. I almost missed the last one vanish; that’s such a shame,” Half-lidded eyes remain fixed on him [ but keen ] & her smile doesn’t waver, though… it never quite reaches her tone. “I thought I might remind you that I’m still orbiting,” she adds sweetly, almost teasing, “Not that you’ve forgotten me, of course. You wouldn’t, right Caine?” She lowers just a little closer, “Have you missed me at all, Caine? I think you must have. No one makes the night shine quite like I do,”ㅤ/ㅤ@dentalhijinks !

[phoenixmemes]

✦   |   𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐋𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐊𝐢𝐧𝐠   *   𝐒𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬

❛   life’s  not  fair  ,  is  it  ?❜

❛   perhaps  you  shouldn’t  turn  your  back  on  me.   ❜

❛   i  wouldn’t  dream  of  challenging  you.   ❜

❛   let  an  old  pro  show  you  how  it’s  done.   ❜

❛   i  never  get  to  go  anywhere.   ❜

❛   well  …  forgive  me  for  not  leaping  for  joy.   ❜

❛   i  …  am  a  genius.   ❜

❛   i  walk  on  the  wild  side.  i  laugh  in  the  face  of  danger.   ❜

❛   hey  !  why  don’t  you  pick  on  somebody  your  own  size  ?   ❜

❛   i  thought  you  were  very  brave.   ❜

❛   i  was  just  trying  to  be  brave  like  you.   ❜

❛   being  brave  doesn’t  mean  you  go  looking  for  trouble.   ❜

❛   we’ll  always  be  together  ,  right  ?   ❜

❛   i’m  surrounded  by  idiots.   ❜

❛   i  don’t  think  you  really  deserve  this.   ❜

❛   if  i  told  you  ,  it  wouldn’t  be  a  surprise  ,  now  would  it  ?   ❜

❛   it  was  an  accident  ,  i  …  i  didn’t  mean  for  it  to  happen.   ❜

❛   what  am  i  gonna  do  ?   ❜

❛   that’s  the  stupidest  thing  i  ever  heard.   ❜

❛   bad  things  happen  ,  and  you  can’t  do  anything  about  it.   ❜

❛   when  the  world  turns  its  back  on  you  ,  you  turn  your  back  on  the  world.   ❜

❛   hakuna  matata.  it  means  no  worries.   ❜

❛   who  told  you  something  like  that  ?   ❜

❛   was  it  something  i  said  ?   ❜

❛   is  it  really  you  ?   ❜

❛   you  don’t  know  how  much  this  will  mean  to  everyone  …  what  it  means  to  me.   ❜

❛   no  one  needs  me.   ❜

❛   you’re  our  only  hope  !   ❜

❛   you  know  ,  you’re  starting  to  sound  like  my  father.   ❜

❛   listen  ,  you  think  you  can  just  show  up  and  tell  me  how  to  live  my  life  ?  you  don’t  even  know  what  i’ve  been  through  !   ❜

❛   you  said  you’d  always  be  there  for  me  !   ❜

❛   what’s  that  supposed  to  mean  ,  anyway  ?   ❜

❛   you  are  more  than  what  you  have  become.   ❜

❛   remember  who  you  are.   ❜

❛   oh  yes  ,  the  past  can  hurt.  but  the  way  i  see  it  ,  you  can  either  run  from  it  ,  or  …  learn  from  it.   ❜

❛   i  didn’t  want  to  believe  you.   ❜

❛   i  finally  got  some  sense  knocked  into  me.   ❜

❛   if  i  don’t  fight  for  it  ,  who  will  ?   ❜

❛   what  do  you  want  me  to  do  ?  dress  in  drag  and  do  the  hula  ?   ❜

❛   give  me  one  good  reason  why  i  shouldn’t  rip  you  apart.   ❜

❛   must  it  all  end  in  violence  ?   ❜

❛   you  don’t  deserve  to  live.   ❜

❛   why  should  i  believe  you  ?  everything  you  ever  told  me  was  a  lie.   ❜

[phoenixmemes]

❛     i’m  just  the  same  as  i  was.     ❜

❛     i  don’t  ever  wanna  let  you  down.     ❜

❛     i  need  to  let  you  go.     ❜

❛     if  you  love  somebody  better  tell  them  while  they’re  here.     ❜

❛     i’m  on  top  of  the  world.     ❜

❛     i  won’t  run  away  this  time.     ❜

❛     i’m  not  gonna  let  you  change  my  mind.     ❜

❛     you  don’t  have  to  make  it  right.     ❜

❛     where  do  i  go  from  here  ?     ❜

❛     is  it  my  fault  ?     ❜

❛     i’ve  got  a  lot  that’s  on  my  mind.     ❜

❛     your  time  will  come  if  you  wait  for  it.     ❜

❛     it’s  hard  ,  believe  me  …  i’ve  tried.     ❜

❛     believe  me  when  i  say  that  i  wouldn’t  have  it  any  other  way.     ❜

❛     i’m  coming  home  to  you  every  night.     ❜

❛     i  won’t  blame  you.     ❜

❛     so  what  am  i  to  you  ?     ❜

❛     i  love  to  be  the  underdog.     ❜

❛     there’s  nothing  left  so  say  now.     ❜

❛     where  do  we  go  from  here  ?     ❜

❛     i’m  sorry  for  everything  i’ve  done.     ❜

❛     i  can’t  help  you  when  i’m  only  gonna  do  you  wrong.     ❜

❛     i’m  going  to  mess  this  up.     ❜

❛     i  know  that  i  did  you  wrong.     ❜

❛     please  forgive  me  for  all  i’ve  done.     ❜

❛     how  did  it  come  to  this  ?     ❜

❛     don’t  tell  me  to  be  strong.     ❜

❛     i  guess  it’s  now  or  never.     ❜

❛     let  me  know  you.     ❜

❛     you’re  all  i  know  when  everything  comes  crashing  down.     ❜

❛     you  were  the  one  who  helped  me  see.     ❜

❛     you  were  the  one  ,  you  gave  it  all  to  me.     ❜

❛     i  do  whatever  it  takes.     ❜

❛     i  wanna  be  invisible.     ❜

❛     don’t  you  tell  me  what  you  think  that  i  could  be.     ❜

❛     you  made  me  a  believer.     ❜

❛     i  was  dreaming  of  bigger  things.     ❜

❛     who  do  you  think  you  are  ?     ❜

❛     i  can’t  be  what  you  want  me  to  be.     ❜

❛     believe  me  this  one  time.     ❜

[ohisms]

𝑫𝑬𝑨𝑫𝑳𝒀 𝑵𝑰𝑮𝑯𝑻𝑺𝑯𝑨𝑫𝑬 .    (   angst - oriented  sentence  starters .   dark  &  potentially triggering  themes  are  present .   )  

❛  no …   no ,   why  would  you  do  that ?  ❜ ❛  fight  back .   fight  back !  ❜ ❛  when  were  you  going  to  tell  me ?  ❜ ❛  don’t  fucking  touch  me .  ❜ ❛  you  promised .   you  fucking  promised .  ❜ ❛  i  never  wanted  to  hurt  you .  ❜ ❛  run .   run  &  don’t  stop .  ❜ ❛  you’re  a  fucking  stereotype .  ❜ ❛  please  don’t  go …   please  don’t  go .  ❜ ❛  i’m  putting  you  out  of  your  misery .  ❜ ❛  what  makes  you  think  i’d  listen  to  a  word  you  say ?  ❜ ❛  this  is  what  you  think  love  is ??  ❜ ❛  i  never  should’ve  trusted  you .  ❜ ❛  i  love  you .   is  that  what  you  wanted  to  hear ?  ❜ ❛  you’re  so  fucking  pathetic .  ❜ ❛  nobody  can  help  me .  not  even  you .  ❜ ❛  don’t  act  like  you  know  me .  ❜ ❛  i’ve  got  my  own  shit  to  deal  with .  ❜ ❛  i’m  saying  my  goodbyes .  ❜ ❛  please  don’t  go .  ❜ ❛  i’d  rather  drop  dead .  ❜ ❛  i  loved  you ,  you  know ?  ❜ ❛  talk  to  me .  ❜ ❛  what ,   was  i  just  a  charity  case ??  ❜ ❛  i  feel  so  fucking  stupid .  ❜ ❛  i  want  to  be  alone .  ❜ ❛  that’s  low ,   even  for  you .  ❜ ❛  say  that  again ,   i  fucking  dare  you .  ❜ ❛  i  can’t …  i  can’t  feel  my  -  ❜ ❛  i’m  so  fucking  tired ,   i  just …   i  can’t .  ❜ ❛  we’ve  missed  so  much .  ❜ ❛  what ,   you’re  gonna  shoot  me ?  ❜ ❛  you’re  nothing .  ❜ ❛  stop  looking  at  me  like  that .   like  i’m  broken .  ❜ ❛  you’ve  lost  a  lot  of  blood .  ❜ ❛  don’t  shut  me  out .  ❜ ❛  it’s  not  real .   it’s  not  real .  ❜ ❛  you’re  just  saying  what  i  want  to  hear .  ❜ ❛  i  swear ,   i’ll  kill you .  ❜ ❛  stop …   just  stop  fucking  lying .   stop .  ❜ ❛  just  tell  me  what  you  did .  ❜ ❛  i  already  know  what  you  did ,   i  just  want  to  hear  it  from  you .  ❜ ❛  i  needed  you  to  be  different .  ❜ ❛  how  long  has  it  been  since  you’ve  eaten ?  ❜ ❛  put  the  [ gun / knife ]  down .  ❜ ❛  what  do  you  want  from  me ?  ❜ ❛  we’ve  lost  so  much  time .  ❜ ❛  i  really  fucking  hate  you ,   sometimes .  ❜ ❛  i  can’t  …   i  can’t ,   i  can’t  do  this  today .  ❜ ❛  you  know ,   i  never  wanted  to  hurt  you .  ❜ ❛  i  shouldn’t  have  to  beg  you  to  love  me .  ❜ ❛  i  don’t  owe  you  shit .  ❜ ❛  don’t  say  it ,   don’t  fucking  say  it .  ❜ ❛  it  sounds  like  you’ve  been  crying …  ❜

[lcporis]

@maniques     wrote             ⭐   ⧽               ❝           is    that    𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓    𝐈    𝐀𝐌    to    you    ?       an    𝐀𝐍𝐍𝐎𝐘𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄    ?     a     𝙿𝙴𝚂𝚃     ?        ❞

in    the    glassy-eyed    gaze    of    the    rosen    rabbit,    jax    can    almost    make    out    his    own    reflection          ✱         /          a 𝐌𝐄𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐘, somewhere    deep    within    the    alternate    bunny’s    dialated    pupils.    the    artist’s    depiction    of    a    boy    from    years    ago,    dipping    his    calloused    fingers    into    the    silt    of    a    riverbed    just    outside    of    the    suburbs,    wishing    to    be    the    running    water.    a    being    without    a    body    that    needed    to    be    hidden.    his    hair    is    too    long     ﹠.     the    shape    of    his    frame    concealed    under    a    thick    sweatshirt    despite    the    august    sun.          (         he     blinks     ﹠.     the     image     returns     to     his     own     again       ✱         /           a    lanky    rabbit    with    the    feral    soul    of    something    not    quite    human,    and    not    quite    animal.     )

JAX'S     STOMACH     ACHES.    the    fire    of    unfufilled    rage    burns    just    underneath    his    liver,    the    smoke    of    it    rising    up,     𝐔𝐏,     into    the    crevices    of    his    brain,    into    the    sockets    of    his    eyes,    seeping    into    the    back    of    his    mouth.    his    next    words    are    certain    to    be    spit    up    like    hot    bile,    if    he    could    only    find    it    in    himself    to     𝐒𝐀𝐘     𝐒𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆.     but    something    about    staring    at    the    alternate    version    of    himself    so    closely    makes    whatever    snide    remarks    he’d    otherwise    make    turn    into    sand    in    the    back    of    his    throat     ;     hands    that    wrap    themselves    around    his    trachea    and SQUEEZE.  

(         he    wants    to    strangle    him.    he    wants    to    rip    into    him    with    his    teeth    until    all    that    remains    is    lines    of    broken    code.    he    wants    blood    that    he    will    never    see.     )

𝐀𝐍     𝐀𝐍𝐍𝐎𝐘𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄     ?     𝐀     𝐏𝐄𝐒𝐓     ?       no     ―         the    other    rabbit    is    a    tapestry    of    all    that    jax    had    hoped    to    leave    behind.    his    voice    is    softer,    his    tone    is    gentler,    his    smile    is    nervous    but    full    of    saccharine    warmth.    certainly    this    had    to    be    caine’s    doing,    some    sort    of    psychological    warfare.         (     he    could’ve    sworn    caine    told    them    he    couldn’t    see    inside    their    minds,    and     𝐂𝐇𝐑𝐈𝐒𝐓,     he    doesn’t    even    want    to    consider    what    could    happen    if    that    was    a    lie    this    whole    time.     )

in    his    ugliest    fantasies,    he    could    rip    the    rabbit    apart    with    his    bare    hands.    spit    in    his    face,    wrap    his    shaky    but    certain    hands    around    his    throat,    scream    until    his    lungs    give    out    on    him.    but    it’s    as    if    his    body    won’t    allow    it     ;     he    can’t    move,    aside    from    his    trembling    hands    and    the    subtle    twitch    of    his    ears. 

❝          get     the     𝐅𝐔𝐂𝐊     away     from     me.              ❞              it’s    all    he    can    choke    out,    his    voice    sounding UNCHARACTERISTICALLY    SHAKEN,     whether    with    nerves    or    with    rage,     he    would    never    know.

[prankstr]

This is the moment. He steps forward with rigid elegance; feeling the floor stutter beneath his joints, the mannequin raises to hands, just to be sure the drama reads. He angles his blank face toward the noise, & squares his shoulders like a performer stepping into spotlight; he leans in: “J—” aaaaaand he’s gone.

Jax is more than used to seeing Disappearing Guy, as they called him, making random appearances throughout their adventures, so when he sees them, he doesn't think much of it. That is, until he speaks and abruptly gets cut off, just like always, but why did it sound like he was about to say his name?

Well, guess Jax will never know. It does bother him a bit if he's being honest... What did he want to say to him?

🗝 @maniques

[jaxasstm]

He slips into view with all the grace of a haunted coat rack, striking a pose so intentional it borders on pretentious; one arm is outstretched, ‘fingers’ curled just ever so, head tilted at an impossible angle like he's about to deliver a punchline that will change everything: “S—” aaaaaand he’s gone / from Disappearing Guy mannequin 🤭

Triangle pupils give a look over the sudden art mannequin NPC's random appearance.

Buuut from the lack of reaction meant this was a normal occurrence..

After he disappears the other's toothy grin slowly begin to grow into a large smirk. “…Haha! Ah… Love it when he does that, never gets old..”

[thneeds-inc]

I USED TO HAVE HOOP DREAMS UNTIL I FOUND OUT THERE WERE OTHER WAYS TO SCORE