continued. / @fameplayed.
the being narrowed his down eyes at phillip suspiciously, trying to ascertain whether the man was serious or not. putting himself in the ring to do tricks for the crowd was one thing, but taking part in a play, alongside the other members of the circus, was entirely another. he wasn’t sure how he felt about that prospect, but what drew him more, admittedly, was phillip’s assertion that he WROTE the skits. the being hadn’t seen many of them yet, but he’d had the chance to watch a few, and the scripts, surprisingly, had been rather good.
“ you are the author of the skits? ”










