Do you have any use for a kitten with eight legs and no tail that likes “crunking gasoline”? I’m trying to piss my oh-so-dear Tim off and I think he’d get really pissy if i donated one of his precious octokittens.
-🫀 JdV 🫀
OoO! Such a interesting little thing. It's so different so....alien. People already say octopi are aliens so this guy's even more!
*Nikola picked up the small octokitten, scoping it up with both her gloved hands, bring it up to her eyes.*
Mmm I'll take him gladly! I love to mess around with people so I won't mind. I think I'll call him....Joey.
*the octokitten purred in her arms, she didn't notice Jonny sanding there for a second before waveing her hand while saying*
"Shoo! Go look at the rest of the circus!"
*She seemed weirdly content with the weird cat like thing in her arms, somehow she had already put a top hat on him*
Eye have wlot of mannequin friends! Wye work with them. They're great
Aside from mannequin mike/Michael. He burned me with a clothes iron.
Eye can't tell if there's two of them—mannequin Mike and mannequin Michael—or if there's one called mannequin mike/Michael. You see eyeve never seen them both at the same time but they seem to be a bit to quick to be one mannequin. Like sometimes eyed leave one room and go to a different room and he's there. Is it one very fast mannequin or two very similar mannequins?
And if there's two of them eye can't tell if only one hurt me or both and eye don't wanna blame the wrong guy
Anyway. Meye favorite are the lord and the lady. They're very helpful. They like trying on clothes.
Nikola was sitting there listening to the eye related person, she took a sip of her nonexistent tea and her shrill voice broke the silence.
“Hmm well! It could be two, or it's one trying to be two. That's quite natural for mannequins to act more like two different people being connected to the stranger. Though, if you're on good terms with ‘Mike’ was it? I don't think it would switch and hurt you as ‘Micheal’. So I do believe it's two.”
Nikola smiled thinking about it mannequins were an interesting part of the stranger. But at the comments of two other mannequins her grin widened.
“Ohohoh! A Lord and a Lady? Oh please to say you've put them in fancy outfits I believe with those titles they deserve it! Mmm maybe next time you come here bring them and we can talk! Or watch the circus, we haven't had a performance in forever and we'll a lot of us...need the attention to be stable”
She then waves it off, though you can tell something was off, about that last sentence.
“Well most of us are perfectly fine! But wed all enjoy doing another performance”
*Just stares at her, menacingly* Do you like bears? Also have this!
*Hands her a bear plushie* Have a good day!
-🐻
Nikola stares back, not intimated more like…entertained as she then laughs.
“Ohohohoh! Thank you my stitched dear! I do enjoy bears. The circus has a few too! They might not be the friendliest, or even truly bears…but they are amazing on stage!”
She took the stuffie examining it. It was a simple plush bear you could get at any fair. But for Nikola it was the thought.
“He's quite handsome! Such a lovely gift. He’ll work with Joey! With whatever he does. oh, I forget…did I make him an Equilibrist or did I say he'd be with Contortions? Ah anyway! He’ll be in perfect care!”
Nikola then set the bear down her grin seemed wider maybe actual joy? and then looked back at the stitched poppet petting the plush as id it was a live pet. Somehow the soft little bear in her hand seemed uncanny. Maybe that was part of her, anything in her grasp was made uncanny. Maybe even people around her...are you uncanny?
“Please do come back you are welcome anytime, my dear little stitched prop.”
I find the Circus quite an interesting place. Always so many things to see and watch, nothing is ever exactly the same when you visit again. However you are what makes this Circus truly interesting. Nikola is your current name correct? It is quite an interesting role for you being the ringmaster, so many eyes on you at all times.
-👁👁👁👁
“Oh! Dear watcher, flattery will get you some places but…not here.”
She tilted her head, studying them and how they acted, then she spoke again.
“But yes, Nikola will do! And how I love being the ringmaster! Yes there's a lot of people watching but…there’s always someone watching isn't there, little watcher, with all those eyes of yours?”
She stood up and twirled, hands open pointing to the entire circus. Mannequins, clowns, strong men, bearded women, stuff you'd see in a circus on tv was all there. But they weren't correct, some were wrong in ways you can't put your finger on.
“It is interesting isn't it? And it's our specialty to never be the same. If it was, it would be dreadfully boooooring wouldn't it? But now…I want to see your answer, tell me Poppet, what do you see here? With all you little eyes?”
She sat back down politely and sipped a tea cup with nothing in it. Staring back at the poppet, wondering what this watcher's answer would be. She did so enjoy dealing with those, outside her domain.
Any advice for the skin on my hands that is so dry that they look burnt because of the cold?
I tried some skin cream but it doesn't seem to work
“Oh nonnonono Your poor skin! This won’t do!”
She paused thinking about what could help this poor Poppet's precious skin, after a couple seconds she spoke again.
“Mm something you could do is wear gloves when in the cold! You could also use vaseline! Apply a layer of that and it might help! But….”
Her grin widened, leaning close enough that you could smell the tinge of rubber, like balloons, and the soft smell of cotton candy that stuck to Nikola's plastic skin. If you could call it that.
“If none of that works well…I am open to taking anything you don’t, i would love it if you took it off! Maybe you humans have a lower level of skin, and there's fresh skin down there…Like shedding it! Humans never do seem to manage that trick. Such a shame, really. But even if you could, it would be good for both of us! you won’t have dry hands anymore! And I get more skins!”
After remembering that humans just couldn't do that she leaned back in her chair, her grin turning into an exaggerated frown. She leaned on one of her hands. As she now wallowed in childish sadness, Joey sat on her top hat trying to cheer her up. Purring softly.
May I interest you in a cup of tea while we discuss your Circus?
-👁👁👁👁
“Oh! Such a polite little watcher! I would love a cup of tea. What kinds do you have? Or well what types do you like? I personally do love a cup of white tea, it's said to help with anti-aging and skin health! I mean I don't have any…but it's the thought that counts!”
Nikola said as she sat down at this table that was always there? Maybe? Who knows. She crossed her legs, its joints creaking softly, gesturing for the dear volunteer to sit down across from her, she continued to speak as she waited.
“The circus… mmm it's a very interesting place, once you're here you, Let’s say… you stay. Whether you like the circus or not. But we've been popular for centuries!…I believe so?
She pauses staring blankly at her guest before she snapped back as she then said cheerfully.
“Oh YES it has been centuries since it began… oh, 1700? Somewhere around there. It's quite a change now. But it just keeps getting better! Easier to act. But a better question dear poppet is…How do you feel about the circus?”
She leaned closer, her grin seemed larger as she waited almost…impatiently now, like she was excited to see if they enjoyed what she might call her ‘passion project’.
Ah! A new face! How delightful. You may call me Nikola, or the Ringmaster. I go by many names.
I do so adore questions, conversations, little games…
Just don’t ask me to do anything human.
What to expect:
– A bit of Other-ness
– A lot of skin!
– And oh! Perhaps a story or two, if you’re interesting enough.
House rules! (we do have those, somewhere…)
– No over powering others. Even I like a fair performance. And it's just not right to steal the spotlight!
– Multiverse friendly! Every stage deserves its own spotlight.
– Don’t be shy, puppets that don’t move are terribly dull.
– Do be polite. I can be so forgiving… until I’m not.
As for that dear Archivist… well.
Let’s just say he’ll find himself back here, soon enough.
Now then
✨️Ask away, my little volunteers!✨
✨️ The show has already begun. ✨
✨️ OOC Info ✨️
Hi! I’m Phoenix, I run this blog–
🎪 Oh, are we breaking character? How dull.
Ignore her.
Name: Phoenix, Bones is also okay too. You could even jokeingly call me gergor orsinov idc :3
Pronouns: they/them it/its
This blog is for both a rp and ask blog.
🎪 They are terribly fragile. Do be gentle. Or don’t. I won’t.
Rules!
No NSFW.
Edit: heavy gore is FINE, i had to remind myself of the horrifying things I've written and if I can do that yall are fine to do heavy gore tho do be warned I do get a lil into it, I once described the decomposition of a human body sooo yeah
Don’t be weird.
🎪 Do be interesting, though. I insist.
IC ≠ OOC, don’t take things personally I can ignore asks if needed <3
🎪 She bores easily. I don’t. I simply… repurpose.
📨 Asks!
Anon is ON And choose whatever emoji you want! Just make sure another person doesn't have the same one
Anon 1 🌠 Anon 2 👁 Anon 3 🐻 Anon 4 🐈
🎪 Anonymous faces are my favorite. So easy to imagine what’s underneath.
🏷️ Tags
#nikola performs → IC
#backstage chatter → OOC
#ask the ringmaster → asks
Also If you @ me i might not respond immediately, i use the website so i do not get notifications
Also some of the things nikola does or will do is based on headcannons or stuff i think she would do i apoligize if that is ooc for her shes a very hard character to undertsand with her voice ect
But that's It! <3
(also credit to @/pixopix for the banners and dividers! And credits to @/wreegis for the nikola pfp)
