Cirque De Sang Et De Flammes: Circus Of Blood And Fire (Recruiting)

[Cream]

All profiles within this thread thus far have been approved. 

Julietta, next time you get a chance message me on Yahoo.  And Warg, I hope to be able to delve back into your story and write counterpoints to establish the history.  I am not sure when I will be able to finish it, but with the exception of a few possible changes you're accepted as well.

If I have overlooked anything, everyone can feel free to PM me at any given time with questions/concerns.

As for other news, I plan on opening a few more threads.  I hope to at least have the OOC one up this evening, so that chatter can take place there. 

And one more note.  This game will be placed within Extreme.  The reasoning is simple, I would rather have it in a thread where we will not have to worry about what we do within the game.  I like the freedom that extreme brings, even if the game itself never needs that freedom.   

[Cream]

https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=138641.0 For the OOC thread.  Use it as much as you wish.

[Elias]

Is this still open? I am very intrigued with the unique setting and would be happy to offer a character to the bunch. I have a strong man I would like to give a go with, traditional I know but I think I can give the zing necessary for the part.  ;D

[Flower]

Yes, this game is still open. Feel free to make a male character for the circus. All of the material you need is located in the first three posts. Can't wait to see your character sheet. :)

[Cream]

If you have any questions, feel free to ask here or vie PM :).

[Elias]

Name: Dmitry Mavlov
Age: 28
Home State: Georgia (The country)
Desired Role: Act (Strong man) This character could also start as a hand and grow into the act position.
Place of Hierarchy: New talent?
Hair Color: Black
Eye Color: Green
Height: 6'8
Weight: 280 pounds

Physical Description: A monstrous man, the best word to initially describe his demeanor is brutal his eyes are cold and appear untouched by emotion his outfits if not on stage are biker jackets and ripped up jeans. His appearance is handsomly rugged and a sort of animal magnetism surrounds him.

Personality:He is a man of actions not words, born in Georgia just outside Russia his American though passable is not overly comfortable, he has lived an incredibly brutal life quick to violence, and incredibly strong hes known for having trouble following him without remorse. He makes a point of allowing opponents to come for him and than takes near glee in doing physical harm.

He does however have a knack for entertainment thanks to his former career, he could get a crowds reaction, furthermore he is on occasion charismatic, his animal temperament draws both sexes and allows him to quickly be involved with groups around him, standing out among those around him.

Brief History: born into a poor family, in a poor country He began day labor at the age of nine. His only luck fell on his incredibly strong body. He did not break under this incredibly exhaustive work, but it turned him into what he had become a massive creature of muscle and dirt. His rugged look, combined with near supernatural strength brought the attention of the Russian mafia which ran rampant across the country.

He was offered a chance to make a great deal of money as a cage fighter. Forced into small quarters for the entertainment of others he put his fists into other men without remorse. One after another he took down those who entered the ring with him. It was not until out of the ring he was approached by a high level Russian looking for him to take a fall that things turned south.

He refused with violence, placing the Russian hot shot into the hospital with broken ribs, and a shattered jaw. His mistake was not killing this man who when he awoke and could speak ordered his death. Forcing Dmitry to retreat out of the country, a former lover springing a ticket to America. He made it only to find himself in a country who’s language he had learned from television (Poorly) And with whom he knew no one. No ability to get a job not even able to do the most basic kind of labor and any wrong step inevitably would send him back to Georgia and into the waiting arms of the Russians... Television had taught him one thing however, a circus was the place for those who did not wish to be found. A bizarre sanctuary to Americans but to him it seemed perfectly logical, he searched for exactly that...

Introduction Post: “I know it around here somewhere.” Grunted the Georgian cage fighter. Master of the underground circuit to this? He couldn't stand this country. No work, fear of deportation and he could smell them, filthy Russian mongrels with their guns and their long dead humanity... He was an animal searching for that escape... The circus, as a child he had peered into one shop that always showed American television. Through the thick iron bars he had watched as Croc from batman escaped to a circus, that was one example of hundreds... It was a place for the strange to disappear.

The Georgian placed his hands in his pockets and walked into the large city. It was than his luck finally changed four months and finally he had heard about the first moving circus... He took the pamphlet an animal grin took his lips and he followed directions even spending the last of his money to buy a ticket.

Looking around it was everything he had imagined, “I am saved.” He said in his native Georgian. He disappeared within to watch the shows focused on this fire woman I must see her, he thought. It looked... Exciting. He had not been excited since the last time he was in that ring. Perhaps she was as savage as him?

Likes: Fighting, Violence, Entertaining, High quality Russian Vodka, strong women.
Dislikes: Cowardice, Russians, Those who make fun of his accent, being mistaken for Russian.

[Elias]

[Flower]

Still in need a few more male characters. :)

[Hiro Protagon]

I'll make one! Is that cool?

[Senti]

Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide

Name: Lottie  Stewart
Age: 22
Desired Role: Burlesque Dancers
Place of Hierarchy: New Talent
Hair Color: Red haired
Eye Color: Green




Physical Description: The most notable physical trait about Charlotte is that she is a conjoined. She is bound together with her identical sister by the hip. Despite this, she is still considered very attractive. Her long hair is reddish auburn in color. There is always a friendly smile on her face though during her performances it turns beguiling. Lottie tends to dress in an unassuming way when not performing in front of a crowd. However, obviously, when working her clothing is appropriate for the sensual setting, and she is often in an identical costumes to her sister. They do not mind pushing the limits with their clothing so often times it is viewed as risqué. Like her sister, Lottie's body is slim due to her lifestyle as a dance. She is also flexible in many different and interesting ways.


Personality:Lottie is a little quieter than her sister Kate. She enjoys sewing and reading in her spare time. Of course, the carnival is her life  and her spirit. However, when her costume comes off, she would rather not engage in some of the more unseemly parts of the circus activities. When the costume is on, the girl is as confident as her sister. Lottie is the more submissive of the sisters or at least appears to be so she will often end up joining in some of the pursuits with Kate. Though not a drinker, when one is joined to a sister that likes a few drinks she cannot help but get a little tipsy. Lottie will join in with the fun, but really she prefers quieter times when she and Catherine are alone.

One thing both agree on is that they can be a little suspicious of men. Especially the men interested in the two for one deal. For indeed, they have had many offers.



Brief History:


The twins come from a very long like of carnies. It is said, though is likely just a story, their family has been in the business since before Rome. If one is to believe these stories, some of them even entertained some of the Caesars. Whatever the truth or lack of in the matter, it does make for interesting stories. Indeed, if there is truth in the matter, they do have some marginally famous ancestors in the family line. Indeed, their grandmother was a bearded lady of some repute. Their great grandfather had been a ringmaster himself and owned a small circus of his own.

However, due to his rather addictive nature. Love for both gambling and the sauce lead to the slow demise of the circus and carnivals in general for their family, and soon he was forced to sell it.  This meant that the family became more fragmented, and over the years this has continued to happen to a greater degree.

The twins' mother died in childbirth, and their father for a time went off the rails so they were brought up by grandmother. She personally considered them a gift from Carna so she refused what would have been a simple operation to separate their bodies. The twins did not mind being joined as they had never known anything different.

The two fitted into carnival life easily, even though the idea of ‘freaks’ was becoming distasteful to many of the more politically correct. From a young age, they worked many roles in a number of different circuses. The two were usually ticket touts and worked on some of the side attractions. All the time, their grandmother was working in various ways so the two would find an act of interest over and above the fact that they were conjoined twins. 

So they were trained hard and became quite the gymnasts performing in a most interesting fashion. Their moves always needed to be perfectly timed, whether it was this, or their obvious symbiotic nature, the two seemed to move fluidly together. Also, they appeared to be able to communicate in many ways without need for words. They were also taught by their grandmother in the art of the burlesque entertainment

With the death of grandmother and  father, that was little interested anymore. Finally, they found a far more normal lifestyle and family. Soon Kate and Lottie decided it was time to look for something a little larger than they were used to. The twins put out feelers into finding somewhere and indeed found that which they might be looking for.

Cirque De Sang Et De Flammes: Circus Of Blood And Fire


Introduction Post:


Still dressed in their black clothing, Catherine and Charlotte stood with many of their friends and colleagues along with some of their family members. Yes, it is time to watch the final embers of the trailer burn. The occasional flickering flame mirrored the two girls' red hair even more so as the sun began to melt into the ever darkening skies. Slowly, the other mourners turned and walked away after saying their final goodbyes so that they might talk into the night and reminisce about the fine and grand old lady. The woman had been the true back bone of the family, and certainly she remain strong to the spirit of the carnival right up until the very end of her life.

The twins looked one last time of the old poster of the woman when she had been a performer. Even then with her beard, there had many a young men that tried to court and woo her, both other carnies and even a few that were not. They said goodbye silently kissed the poster and then laid it to rest in the glowing embers. The paper caught alight with a bright flare and then was gone. Just as grandmother had finally joined her husband.

Yes, Lottie and Kate would spend the night there and in the first light of morning. When the birds sang their chorus, the two knelt down and wiped the ashes upon their faces before joining the other mourners. Or perhaps they might be revelers. For though a sad occasion, all wished to celebrate the great life that they had known. So the tales and songs as well as the drinking continued. Finally, this came to an end so decisions had to be made as now they were no longer tied to this particular small circus because of duty and love the twins. After some discussion, they decided then to move on and find another circus or carnival better suited for their talents.

The girls had many contacts. They started to slowly put out the word that they were looking for work. At first, they took the usual totting jobs that one started with until they were able to get more information on one place that offered so much for their true potential. After further travel and speaking to certain interesting contacts and friends, eventually the two found their way to the destination that they hoped for, yes that Circus …

Cirque De Sang Et De Flammes   -

All it took now was them to impress the ring mistress.


Likes: singing, dancing, her twin, a glass of fine wine and the occasional illicit smoke, card games, sewing, reading, forget me not’s, and crunchy apples
Dislikes: Prejudice, lies, snobbery, laziness, those that don’t pull there own weight and rude and uncouth behaviour.

[Flower]

Yays for new charries! I'm sure Cream will be on a little later to read through them. :)

On another note, there is still room for more male characters. This RP has not started as of yet so it is the perfect time to join on board. Also, a small change has been added to one of the first three post about post length.

[Cadavar]

Name: Kate  Stewart 

Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide

Age: 22
Desired Role: Burlesque Dances
Place of Hierarchy: New Talent
Hair Color: Red haired
Eye Color: Green

Physical Description:

The most notable physical trait about Kate is that she is a conjoined twin. She is bound together with her identical sister by the hip. Despite this, she is still considered very attractive. Out of the two, she is more outgoing an fashionable in he attire. She tends to wear makeup even when not on the stage. There is always a friendly smile on her face even though off stage it is slightly more alluring. When working her clothing is appropriate for the sensual setting, and she is often in an identical costumes to her sister. They do not mind pushing the limits with their clothing so often times it is viewed as risqué. Like her sister, Lottie's body is slim due to her lifestyle as a dance. She is also flexible in many different and interesting ways

Personality:
Kate certainly enjoys a drink or two and a party, and she is somewhat more veracious than her sister. She is the more dominant and outgoing twin. She is extremely protective of Lottie and woe betides any that upset her. Indeed, Kate seems a little less sensitive than Lottie, and she can bear the brunt of unkindness easier. She also seems to have a better sense of humour and take life less seriously. However, as much as she prefers a more lively life, she also feels the need to spend quiet nights reading. However, her sewing is not quite up to scratch thus she leaves that alone.

One thing both agree on they can be a little suspicious of men especially the ones that are interested in the two for one deal. For indeed, they have had many offers.

Brief History:
The twins come from a very long like of carnies. It is said, though is likely just a story, their family has been in the business since before Rome. If one is to believe these stories, some of them even entertained some of the Caesars. Whatever the truth or lack of in the matter, it does make for interesting stories. Indeed, if there is truth in the matter, they do have some marginally famous ancestors in the family line. Indeed, their grandmother was a bearded lady of some repute. Their great grandfather had been a ringmaster himself and owned a small circus of his own.

However, due to his rather addictive nature. Love for both gambling and the sauce lead to the slow demise of the circus and carnivals in general for their family, and soon he was forced to sell it.  This meant that the family became more fragmented, and over the years this has continued to happen to a greater degree.

The twins' mother died in childbirth, and their father for a time went off the rails so they were brought up by grandmother. She personally considered them a gift from Carna so she refused what would have been a simple operation to separate their bodies. The twins did not mind being joined as they had never known anything different.

The two fitted into carnival life easily, even though the idea of ‘freaks’ was becoming distasteful to many of the more politically correct. From a young age, they worked many roles in a number of different circuses. The two were usually ticket touts and worked on some of the side attractions. All the time, their grandmother was working in various ways so the two would find an act of interest over and above the fact that they were conjoined twins. 

So they were trained hard and became quite the gymnasts performing in a most interesting fashion. Their moves always needed to be perfectly timed, whether it was this, or their obvious symbiotic nature, the two seemed to move fluidly together. Also, they appeared to be able to communicate in many ways without need for words. They were also taught by their grandmother in the art of the burlesque entertainment

With the death of grandmother and  father, that was little interested anymore. Finally, they found a far more normal lifestyle and family. Soon Kate and Lottie decided it was time to look for something a little larger than they were used to. The twins put out feelers into finding somewhere and indeed found that which they might be looking for.

Cirque De Sang Et De Flammes: Circus Of Blood And Fire

Introduction Post:
Still dressed in their black clothing, Catherine and Charlotte stood with many of their friends and colleagues along with some of their family members. Yes, it is time to watch the final embers of the trailer burn. The occasional flickering flame mirrored the two girls' red hair even more so as the sun began to melt into the ever darkening skies. Slowly, the other mourners turned and walked away after saying their final goodbyes so that they might talk into the night and reminisce about the fine and grand old lady. The woman had been the true back bone of the family, and certainly she remain strong to the spirit of the carnival right up until the very end of her life.

The twins looked one last time of the old poster of the woman when she had been a performer. Even then with her beard, there had many a young men that tried to court and woo her, both other carnies and even a few that were not. They said goodbye silently kissed the poster and then laid it to rest in the glowing embers. The paper caught alight with a bright flare and then was gone. Just as grandmother had finally joined her husband.

Yes, Lottie and Kate would spend the night there and in the first light of morning. When the birds sang their chorus, the two knelt down and wiped the ashes upon their faces before joining the other mourners. Or perhaps they might be revelers. For though a sad occasion, all wished to celebrate the great life that they had known. So the tales and songs as well as the drinking continued. Finally, this came to an end so decisions had to be made as now they were no longer tied to this particular small circus because of duty and love the twins. After some discussion, they decided then to move on and find another circus or carnival better suited for their talents.

The girls had many contacts. They started to slowly put out the word that they were looking for work. At first, they took the usual totting jobs that one started with until they were able to get more information on one place that offered so much for their true potential. After further travel and speaking to certain interesting contacts and friends, eventually the two found their way to the destination that they hoped for, yes that Circus …

Cirque De Sang Et De Flammes   -

All it took now was them to impress the ring mistress.

Likes: singing, dancing, a shot or two of good whiskey the occasional smoke on a pipe, her twin, a good party, ice cream, daisies

Dislikes: prejudice, lies, apples, snobbery, those that don’t pull their own weight

[Flower]

Still in need of male characters either as an act, clown, or circus hand. :)

[DomShark]

Kinky the Klown

Name: Keith Hunter Alias: "Kinky the Klown"
Age: 34
Home State: New Jersey
Desired Role: Clown/Knife Thrower/Production Designer!!! (Select Acts)
Place of Hierarchy: Elizabeth's talent.

Hair Color: Naturally brown, but he dyes it more often than he showers.
Eye Color: Green
Height: 6'4"
Weight: 193 lbs.
Physical Description:  Tall, lean and tattooed all over. That is Kinky the Klown! He is almost never seen out of makeup, though he's notorious for not caring if the design becomes smudged. He's always in search of the next tattoo or scar to remind him of where he's been and how far he's come. His "Tribal" view of body modification has left various scars, holes and artwork across his flesh.


Personality: Outgoing and playful when in front of an audience, and always flirtatious. Behind the paint and good natured jokes, Kinky has a very dark side that others learn to fear and or avoid. When he's drunk, it's common knowledge that he blacks out and becomes something of an animal, steer clear. He takes almost nothing seriously, often referring to death as the ultimate punch line. The only thing that he does take seriously is of course the circus. It's his task to ensure that things run smoothly, transitions, ad libs, focus pulls, he's a master of distraction. When something that the audience isn't meant to see takes place, it's Kinky's job to make certain that all eyes are on him and his contemporaries. Pain and violence are also jokes to him, as he's never been ashamed to be the only one laughing.

Brief History: Keith Hunter was still very young when his parents were killed in a car accident. Too young to have retained any lasting memories of either of them, in truth, he could scarcely remember their faces outside of picture frames. His earliest memory was of their funeral, as they were both being lowered into the ground. Everyone all around him, friends and relatives, all of them were crying. Keith wasn't crying though, he was laughing.

Even as a young boy, Keith knew it was wrong, his parents were dead, he should be miserable, not falling from his seat with laughter. Everyone was looking at him with evil eyes, but that only made him laugh that much harder. Did they really think that their grief was more real than his, just because he expressed it differently? When would it end? There was nothing he could do to quell the laughter, not with that goofy bearded blowhard bagpipe player tooting away. "Oh Danny boy! The pipes, the pipes are calling." He was still rolling around the grass after the hole was filled in and everyone had left. Everyone except one, "Carolyn Brooks, Social Services".

His first time in therapy had felt like more of a joke than the funeral had, the old tweed coated douche, with his salt and pepper beard and suede elbow pads. "Tell me about your parents." "They're dead." That was all Keith told him before he lost himself to the laughter, that should have been enough, what else did he want to know? It wasn't like rehashing the cruel fate of nature would ever bring them back, nothing would. That much, Keith understood with a crystal clarity.

The shrink, however, didn't get it. Keith was incarcerated for the first time then, in a mental health facility for most of his adolescence. As he grew, he grew impatient with the tedious rules and regulations and even the drugs grew tiresome. For the first time he wanted something more than what he had. He wanted freedom.

It was just a lucky coincidence that the circus happened to be in town when he made his escape. He remains at large, but clown paint does wonders to keep one's identity hidden.

Introduction Post: The heavy boots made a loud clicking sound as Kinky flipped the plastic tabs closed. He was already in full costume and makeup, in spite of the fact that the main tent was still being set up. All around, the sounds of hammers and bawdy voices rang out as the clown pushed off of the chair and struggled for a moment to balance on the arc stilts. He was wearing bright purple suspenders that seemed to be made of colorful sequins in such mass that whatever fabric they were made of was completely hidden, but no shirt under them. His pants were lime green and baggy in a style made famous by M.C. Hammer, made of a reflective, shimmery material that held the light.

After the first few hesitant steps, Kink took his first practice bounce, flailing his arms at his sides while he soared up, several feet off the ground after just a tentative hop. When he landed, the stilts bent like a bow and launched him back up, more sure of his balance, high enough for a full grown man to run under before he was falling again.

"Woo! Now we're cooking." Kinky wailed over the growing sound of ambient clatter. "Let me get the setups for the intro sequence. I want to make sure I can perch from a backflip."

Some of the stage hands who were close by groaned, Kinky was infamous for his temper and no one was in the mood to deal with his demanding fastidiousness that he applied to his staging. The task was quickly delegated to the newest techs who begrudgingly set up three small platforms, taking care to stake them deep into the dirt floor around the wide bases.

Each of the three columns was painted green with leaf stencils painted around each. At the top there was a round platform, each painted like a different colored flower. Kinky was laughing as he bounded over in long, bouncing strides.

"Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes! They look great, now back up a bit, let me try to land on one." Kinky shouted at the techs, already planting both stilts and beginning a front flip that ended in an awkward landing on the tallest platform. Kink took a long moment, flailing his arms and moving his sculpted core to rise up to standing. "That was close... Rig! Let me get a green wash down here."

Once Kink had his balance again, he stared down at the small platform stroking his chin. He'd hardly stuck the landing and it was only going to be more difficult when each of these platforms was occupied by a person in floral costume. He gave a few test leaps on the three foot platform while he was waiting for his light, but from somewhere up above, one of the techs called down to him.

"Look, clown! We're still wiring the grid up here. Besides that, you know how Elizabeth feels about colored lights." Some tech who was perched precariously along a catwalk barked. "I'll bring up the fronts and dim out the backs once we get-"

The technician was interrupted by a sharp electrical pop and a shower of sparks somewhere in the rafters, followed by the hum of generators and a wash of bright light. Kink took a moment to bask in their glow, their warmth, their delicious embrace. He waited for the tech to do as he'd promised, bringing up the spots to frame the painted columns at center stage. Once that was done he took a few warm up hops before bounding backward off the tiny platform into a high, sweeping backflip with his arms outstretched at his side, imagining the fluttering of the silken wings of his butterfly costume.

His stilts hit the ground and he bounded upward, spreading his legs in a wide split, made wider by the stilts before planting and bounding up to the next platform. He landed much easier this time. The lights helped.

"Yeah, that's better. Can we set those like that and maybe throw some woodland gobos on the outer half?" Kink called up to the rigging. "Let's get some shadows on this."

"There's plenty of time for all this later!" The same tech from before called back. "Let us finish, then we'll set your lights."

"Don't you make me come up there!" Kink wailed in reply, it wouldn't be the first time he'd scaled the rafters in pursuit of an uncooperative tech. The last instance had ended badly for everyone, the tech who was thrown from the rigging and Kink as well who had to endure Elizabeth's wrath for the deed. It was a bluff, this time. But the tech had no desire to find out the hard way. Slender, metal cutouts were slid into the appropriate lights, casting long shadows and blending leaf shaped beams with the other lights, creating the illusion of some unseen overhead canopy. "Was that so hard?" Kink asked at last, bounding off the platform in a front flip this time and landing without so much as a momentary loss of balance.

Confident that the lights were in place, Kink bounced in place a few times, pondering the vignette that would follow this one in sequence.

"The cue to bring back the floor lights will be when the bee stings the butterfly. Short blackout, fade up on all." Kink continued, giving more unwanted guidance to the capable techs. "Now, to check on the costumes."

Kink bounded toward the back of the tent, heading for wardrobe. He'd become so comfortable in the stilts that he forgot he was wearing them.

Likes: Scotch, Cuban cigars, laughter, applause, blood, scars, piercings, tattoos, standing ovations, cash, good times, freedom, anonymity.
Dislikes: Rules, cages, fire, serious faces, police, judges, therapists.

[Flower]

Looking forward to see what you come up with for a male clown. Just remember its as much about plot than sexual activities. Lol, I, personally, would like to know how he received that name. :)

[DomShark]

That took WAY longer than I planned and I'm still not finished...  :-\

I'm assuming that this is an Adult Circus... I might need to edit some if not. I figured we had the "Fire" side pretty well covered, so I wanted someone who would have artistic use for "Blood". Yes? Hope it works.

[Cream]

We are still in need of an Animal Trainer, as it's a rather vital act to the story.  If you wish for this role, feel free to post a sheet here or PM me.  I prefer the PM, but to each their own.

[Flower]

Still in need of an animal handler along with some more male characters. If you want to get a grasp of some of the characters, here is the relationship thread.

This is a game in which you would be able to be a very opened mind clown but keep in mind its not a traditional clown with pies and bad make up. Or perhaps your character can be the feline cat master. A beast master. There are lots of opportunities in the circus.

[Cream]

Also worth noting, there is going to be a new thread up this evening that will give all new comers, and those who have already joined, a better idea of what the circus is, what our needs are, so on and so forth.

To all new comers, I can assure you that we have a wonderful core of writers at the moment.  You would come in to an incredible foundation, and you can help us build further and enrich the story.  For acts, you may feel free to make up your own.  Be it traditional with a twist, or something brand new all together.

[Cream]

As of this evening, we are up and running.  For those who have yet to join and wish to see play, feel free to take a look.

The Big Tent

[Cream]

In need of characters.  Need males more than females, but accepting both gendered characters(Typist gender does not matter).

During the current phase of the game, you can join and start right away :).

[DartimusRae]

i would like the animal handler part.

[DartimusRae]

i'd actually like to step out of stereotypes, and maybe work with wolves, coming in as new talent. i've seen live animal shows quite a few times, and i think given how the modern public views wolves, might be better than lions or tigers. i can see the character in my head right now... he's got some promise, if you'll have him. just let me work on a character sheet.

[LimitlessNikkie]

Yay for new characters! I can't wait to see what you come up with Dart.

[DartimusRae]

Thanks Nikkie! i'm going for something completely different from what i usually go for, so, let's hope it works out! hopefully, i can come play this game with you, as i miss your unique style, hun.