The Show Must Go On?

@shslkrysangels

Hello and welcome to the page of Krys Angels. ((This is a closed Dangit Grampa RP page for the Despair Museum, I guess.))

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The Master and The Hostess. [Closed RP] [Krys + Peter]

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Peter clapped and slowly grabbed the microphone carefully and slowly “It quite large is not?” He smiled and held it to his face, imitating the start of a circus act “And we have right here the one and only, amazingly dressed, sparkles everywhere and a slight quirk for saying her name! Krys!!” Peter giggled and clapped to himself after trying to memorize a whole segment from one of his previous shows.

Peter stared at her “miss krys… How you spell name it sound like the bed buddy i found in my room!” Peter thought for a moment. He had never had a person sleep with him before he always had his own caravan at the circus. He could tell having this best friend was gonna be awesome!

"Not much bigger then a standard mic." Krys gave a big twirl and bow as she was introduced by the boy, before giggling once again. Krys decided to return the favour to the boy, she raised her voice and spoke loudly. "And with me tonight, we have the king of the Circus, the Master of the Ring... Peter!" she stuck yet another pose, this time signalling towards the boy.

She suddenly froze, she remembered back to the towel... "Oh...." she shudder... B-bed buddy, so she had. "I'M SO SORRY PLEASE DON'T TELL ANYONE I DON'T NEED THAT TO HAPPEN AGAIN, IT WAS A MISTAKE!" she almost began crying at the thought.

The Passing Of TIme[Open]

Krys sat there, stationary. How long had it been now? Days? Weeks? Years? She didn't know. She just sat staring at the glass cases, waiting to have her position back to her, she had almost cried during the destructions, and managed to keep her gaze away enough to not cry at the murder in the last, thought she had been completely oblivious to the death inside the museum.

She had been getting brought food the whole time she was here, though she never took her eyes away from the case long enough to see who brought it. She couldn't. If she looked away they could swap it for a fake, or set up to destroy it. She couldn't risk that, not for anyone. And as for sleep, there was no rule about her sitting there until she passed out, she wasn't wilfully sleeping there, right?

She heard a noise coming from besides her, she moved a mirror out of her pocket and angled it so she could see the case holding her mic the whole time she looked around and turned to see a figure approach her...

#dmopen #Krys is back for good... I hope...#I missed her.#thank god for her lack of muse.

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And life's a stage I hear them say, what stage in life did we lose our way? (Josie + Krys)

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I see it’s a girl with a pink jacket, another American from the sound of things. At first I think she’s asking on someone else’s behalf but no one is with her. Is she just talking in the third person? Why would you do that? I reach into the fridge and pull out another can then I throw it to her, hope she can catch.

She asks for my name so I go to answer her. “Jos-“ Then I realise the rest of what she said. “Host? Of what?” It might be nothing or just something weird, she seems pretty quirky so far, but there’s chance I may have found someone important. I motion around with my finger. “Of this place? Do you know what’s going on here?”

Krys grabs for the can, with both hands open in front of her. "Happy to meet you Jos!" Krys was surprised by 'Jos'' idea. "No, no, Krys is a Game Show Host, a SHSL one! Krys knows nothing about this place!" she shuffled awkwardly. "Krys had hoped you would know something."

Krys opened her can and took a small sip, before letting out a satisfied sigh. "Nothing like a good Cola when you're thirsty." she then realised she could use this time to get to know her new friend rather then talk about Cola. "So, Jos, what do you do?"

#DMIntroduction

Haha, stupid Owl. [Open]

"Haha, dumb owl!" Krys said before realising it could still reappear, jumping behind Peter for safety. "There's no way Krys would ever..." She felt at her holster, slowly searching for her mic. she screamed and gasped at the same time. "YOU STUPID WINGED-" She realised she had no idea what she was going to follow that up with. "W-well, just give Krys her microphone back."

She stumbled over to the case, to view her mic... "Krys wants her baby back, please..." she continued to sit and stare at the lost items, making sure nothing bad happened to her precious possession.

#dmopen #DMAbnormaldays1

This is not a hoot. [DH Open]((+ A Bonus))

Krys had been cowering in her room since the owl had shown up, having only the occasional chat with Peter while she was there. She finally decided to leave though, as far as she knows, no-one was attacked by the maniac animal. She slowly moved out the door, panicking at the chance the bot could show up again any time.

She jumped at a small sound behind her, and turned around to realise it was just the door she'd just a second ago walked out of closing. She sighed. 'Krys needs to find a way to distract herself.' she thought... "Krys has it!" she yelped, before running back into her room...

A few moments later she re-emerged holding a sheet of paper. She ran to the T-Rex in the middle of the lobby and laid the paper out and put next to it a small device, which she had just pulled out of her pocket. Every 10 minutes, the device would produce the noise of a drum roll, in the hopes people would go to investigate the noise and see the paper.

#normaldays1 #dmopen

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Why all the women!? {Closed RP - Marco and Krys}

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{♧} Marco blinked wordlessly for a moment or so. This girl just came about, leaping round the corner and suddenly asked who he was. Switching off the glasses monitor, Marco relaxed a little. He guessed it would be wise to know who was in his surroundings, it could prove to be good information at a later date.

“… Uh.. Marco. Marco Edwards… And you..? Tell me you didn’t wake up here with no idea what’s going on too…." He spoke a little timidly, given his initial personality. He was in a bit of disbelief at all these coincidences.

"Krys." she replied softly. "Krys Angels." she was still looking around for the source of the voice. "Krys woke up in a bedroom with a 'Peter's' towel in it. It was not Krys' room." she gave that piece of information, hoping it would answer the question.

"Um... This might be a silly question." she hesitated, unsure if she would seem silly. "Where are you? Krys can't see you." she looked around more, still unable to find Marco.

#DMIntroduction

Introducing your host! [Open]

"I’m not really sure, but there are around eleven I’ve seen around or so," she admitted. "But, I haven’t seen a lot of museum staff around. They…usually roam around the place, shouldn’t they? To prevent exhibits from being disturbed?"

She smiled softly and nodded. “Same here!” she replied. “Oh uh… I’m from Sapporo, Japan.”

"T-That's a lot of people!" Krys stuttered. "Why so many people if there are no staff?" she tried to find of a reasonable explanation for it. "Maybe they all went to lunch!" she half chanted her sentence, sure she had figured it out.

"Sapporo? Capital of Hokkaidō, right?" Krys asked, unsure of herself. "Hosts of the 1972 winter games too... If Krys remembers right." she thought for a moment. "It's meant to be nice, but Krys hasn't been."

#DMIntroduction #Krys your trivia is showing

... Okay, so this definitely isn't home. (Open RP)

Jana stared blankly at the other for a moment, confused as to why she was referring to herself in third person and why she was a ‘contestant’. Her sickly sweet voice and boisterous personality sent a shudder down her spine, but noticing that this.. Krys girl looked uncomfortable in replying to her, she decided to adopt a more approachable front.

Swallowing slightly and flashing Krys the most genuine smile she could muster, Jana chimed, “Sorry, I just woke up on the wrong side of the random bed I was asleep in.” She held out a hand for the other girl to shake, “I’m Jana. Did you say your name was Krys? By the way you introduced yourself, I guess you have no idea where this place is either?”

"Uh, is there a right way to wake up in a random bed, because Krys missed it too if there is." she laughed lightly. Krys looked at the hand Jana was holding out, she was meant to shake it right? Krys took the hand and shook it lightly. "Krys Angels, SHSL Game Show Host." she spoke softly, uncertain if she was mean to do that, but smiled anyway.

"Krys doesn't know anything about this place." she was playing with her mic, flipping it with one hand, not paying much attention to anything else. "I think it's a museum.." she hadn't got more to say.

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The Most Dangerous Game [Krys & Eliza]

Eliza had been looking at the Egpytian exhibit, laughing to herself lightly as she recalled the time she herself had spent in the country, trekking through deserts with scientific expeditions, unearthing ancient artefacts, and riding camels with nomads.

As she turned to leave, she noticed a girl in a pink suit entering. Doffing her hat, she smiled. “Good day, Miss. I wouldn’t recommend the exhibit, I’ve seen better.”

"Oh, really?" she frowned. "Krys was looking for a way to pass the time." she shook her head, unsure what to do instead.

Suddenly, her eyes lit up. "Wait, does Krys know you from somewhere?" she thought back, trying to remember where she could have met her. "Weren't you on 'I'm a celebrity' when Krys hosted it a few year back?"

#DMIntroduction #God I've been waiting for that

Introducing your host! [Open]

A contestant? Was she on a game show or something? “Um…. That’s okay,” she said, nodding. “We all sort of just woke up. There’s… quite a few of us.” She didn’t exactly think of a person with this kind of personality existed, but Kyo always told her to keep an open mind.

"Oh uh!! My name’s… Kyo." For now. "It’s nice to meet you, Angels-san!" Be nice, child, be nice.

"There is?" she hadn't met anyone else, she had only just seen Peter's name on the towel. "How many exactly?"

"Hope we can be friends!" Krys smiled and clapped her hands slightly. "So, where about are you from Kyo?" she didn't recognise the accent really...

#DMIntroduction

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And life's a stage I hear them say, what stage in life did we lose our way? (Josie + Krys)

I was in the Chinese history exhibit; it contained everything you’d expect. Armour, weapons, art work et cetera et cetera. Like the stuff in the other exhibit’s but specific to this era. But now that I think about it this one does look different. Not in its content or anything like that but the way exhibit itself looks. More carelessly put together than the others, quicker built, like they were in a rush to finish it. It’s noticeable though I’m not convinced it means anything other than that they were in a rush. I leave the exhibit without looking at things any closer.

The door takes me through to the café again, this time I feel thirsty. I’d be more concerned about stealing but I need to avoid starving or dehydrating and if the owner of this stuff complains I can just throw the fact I was locked in a museum back at them, I’m probably owed something out of this anyway for ‘emotional distress’ or some other fucking thing. As I’m searching around in the fridge for a cold drink I hear someone else coming in, I grab a can of coke and turn around to see who it.

Krys walked into the café by accident, she was looking around the exhibits and just ended up wandering in, she saw the girl rummaging through the fridge, and pull out a Coke. "We have Cola here? Could Krys have one?" She asked, hoping the girl would be kind enough to hand one to her, since she was right next to the fridge.

"Who may you be?" Krys asked. "Krys Angels will be your host for this evening." she smiled, hoping to look sweet.

#DMIntroduction

The Master and The Hostess. [Closed RP] [Krys + Peter]

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Peter stared with amazement “that is the sound biggerer right?! I always shout to make me heard…” Peter stared at the microphone even more his eyes getting wider and wider “w-would you mind if i hold it…?”

Peter started to shuffle his feet on the ground shyly and ev ery now and again looked up at Krys “I-If you don’t mind that is…”Peter blushed slightly. Is a microphone fun to hold? How do you use it? Is there a secret button? Maybe it’s magic! That would be so cool if it was.. A magic sound amplifier…

She giggled once more at his broken English. "That's right, it's Krys' custom Mic." she then stopped, and started to whisper, "between you and Krys, it's just a normal Sony FV420B.CE7 Superior Vocal Mic with a bit of paint and dipped in sparkles." she giggled again, she loved her mic very much.

She looked down at it, considering if she should trust this boy with it or not, even if just for a moment. "W-Well, Krys guesses it won't hurt, just be careful." she handed him the mic. "This one isn't actually hooked up right now, but usually, you just switch it on at the bottom and it'll make you as loud at the speakers it's connected too allow!"

#DMIntroduction

The Master and The Hostess. [Closed RP] [Krys + Peter]

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Peter clapped at the similar taste in clothing and bowed slightly “The naming of me will be Peter A. Jones and your naming?” He let off a party popper in this new friend’s face, spinning after doing so.

"Oh… Is ok? I’m not used to injure…" He bowed slightly once again "Strange this tent is not it…. If not very large" He whistled just to listen to the echo which caused him to flinch and quickly put his hand down his own shirt in panic, he calmed down when he pulled out a silver whistle. He giggled "You ever used this amie?"

Krys giggled as he bowed and spoke in broken English. "The naming of this one will be Krys Angels. Did you say you were Peter?" even though it was still broken English it was technically correct for her when using her stage name, right? "It's a museum, Krys thinks, would explain why it's so large!"

She watched as the boy appeared to throw himself into a panic by whistling, she stepped back as he... Was he fondling his own chest? She let out a sigh of relief as he pulled out the whistle. "No need!" she said, letting out a explosion of peppiness, and un-holstered her mic from her leg. "Krys has this beauty!" she let out a sequel of excitement over her over dramatic pose, she felt like a hero or something!

#DMIntroduction

... Okay, so this definitely isn't home. (Open RP)

An abrupt greeting made Jana turn and face a girl wearing a painfully bright pink tailcoat and holding some sort of microphone to her lips. She looked like she had stepped straight out of a television screen, and the strangeness of it all was starting to get on her nerves. Letting out an angered sigh, she forced a smile and walked towards her ‘host’.

"I’m Jana, a tattoo artist, not a contestant. Is this some sort of fucked up game show? Because if it is, I don’t remember entering." She grumbled, folding her arms and frowning softly. She’d attempted to be polite, but her patience seemed to be already wearing thin.

"Why can't you be both? Krys has had a Tatoo Artist as a contestent on something before... Pop Idol she thinks..." Krys shook her head as to snap herself out of her thought. "Krys doesn't know, they are not hosting this one if it is..." she frowned slightly. "It's just a habit, the calling people contestant thing..."

She thought for a moment, the way things were going it would seem as if Krys would get the blame... "Krys just know that from what they can tell, we are stuck here. She was just going to have a look around..." she became noticeably more closed, as she started to panic and feel intimidated by this other girl before her.

#DMIntroduction

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Why all the women!? {Closed RP - Marco and Krys}

{♧} This was becoming tedious. None of the notes that Marco had taken were useful, and neither were his scans. Was this really a field trip? If so, why would they be staying in a museum!? All of these thoughts were beginning to make Marco’s head ache. He sat down just outside one of the exhibits, more specifically, the Roman Exhibit, switching to the holographic screen for the 4 time that day, just to see if he could make sense of his notes once more.

“… I don’t get it. It’s a normal museum, but with dorms…? This is so confusing… And everyone I’ve met are just as clueless as I am… If this was a trap, they sure went a fair way to make everything look lush…" Marco spoke aloud to himself, studying his notes with a gentle wave of his finger every so often.

However, his concentration was soon thrown off by the sound of someone turning the corner. His head shot round to see if it were someone he knew, or someone new.

“… Hello…?"

Krys came skipping round the corner, looking for something to do while other people figure out what to do, 'After all, it's not my job to play other people's games' she thought to herself.

As she went to round a corner, she heard an unfamiliar voice. She tried to find the source of the voice. "H-Hello?" she said back, completely missing the sight of the boy, sitting outside an exhibit. "Who are you?" she asked, confused to no end.

#DMIntroduction

The Master and The Hostess. [Closed RP] [Krys + Peter]

Krys had just finished talking to Jana and was continuing along so she could find this "Peter" who's towel was in her room. She was looking around, admiring some of the exhibits when she bumped into someone, she fell backwards as she made contact. "Ow!" she yelped as she hit the floor, it wasn't hard, but a shock to her. "S-sorry about that, Krys wasn't quite watching where she was going." she said softly, standing up and bowing to the boy.

She stood back up and looked at the boy, white hair, tear in his shirt and... "Ahh! You have a tail coat too!" she said, twisting herself to show the tails on the back of her jacket. "Krys thinks the color of hers is better, but yours is nice too." She suddenly realised that she had no idea who this person was... "Who might you be, my dear contestant?" she smiled at him, having forgot she bumped into him just a moment ago.

#DMIntroduction #superawesomeringmaster

... Okay, so this definitely isn't home. (Open RP)

Jana groaned loudly as she regained consciousness, her short blonde hair dishevelled and knotted. She sat up slowly and blinked a few times to clear her vision. She was all tucked up in some unfamiliar bed, in a bedroom she had never seen before with a headache that made her ears ring. The room had two beds in it for some reason, but that was quite frankly the least of her worries.

Standing up unsteadily, she wobbled to the door and opened it slowly, looking out into the corridor and through a dry throat and a subtle German accent, she murmured, “Well.. This is.. interesting.”

Krys had been on her way to look round the museum, though, as she got into the Egyptian Exhibit she heard someone talk slightly. She span on her heel and looked around, she caught glimpse of blonde hair and slowly made her way over in that direction.

"Hello! And welcome to-" the hostess paused. "Well er... I'm not sure where we are..." she lowered the mic she had already held up to her lips. "Still, erm... Your host for your stay will be Krys Angels! Who might you be, dear contestant?" she said, smiling softly at Jana.

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