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Elizabeth M.'s starting an RR so I'm going to be a copy-cat and start an RP. Then I'm going to bake more cake. Because my dad. Ate. The. Last. Slice. Last. Night. (the poor thing was the size of my laptop screen (it's a big Dell thing) and lasted about two days)
So. Steampunk. My NaNo is (trying to be) steampunk and I need help. Donc*, STEAMPUNK FANTASY CIRCUS RP IN 19TH CENTURY NEW YORK!
That's right. Steampunk. Fantasy. Circus. *and it is not fantasy-circus because I really want to read The Night Circus nosireebob*
So anyways, I thought that there could be a circus travelling through America in the 19th century and it could currently be in New York. This America could be a bit messed-up and creepy-like, with iron-armed people (not robots), big towering houses emitting steam from oddly-placed chimneys, etc. (steampunk check) The circus could be rumoured to be a cursed one, but it's so creepily magical that everyone wants to see it.
Strange things happen behind the scenes as well, i.e. things/people disappearing then reappearing in Paris, France. Objects flying through the air. etc. etc.
Then there are kids/tweens/teens (I'M GOING TO BE A TEENAGER SOON /offtopicsorry). They haven't been part of the circus so they don't know that You Don't Mess With The Paranormal Stuffs. So they decide to investigate. Then they find out all these SECRETS and THINGS THAT ARE BETTER LEFT UNKNOWN and OTHER CLICHED THINGS! :D (Circus and characters check)
And I wrote something like this on a USB my friend got me from China. I never backed up the story and one day the USB decided to stop working, so I started sobbing and my friend laughed and IT WAS GONE!!!! *dramatic pause* So I think it's time to bring this baby back!
Can the circus be called Fossies & Company? Unless someone else has a better idea...
Name: Alice Corker (you steal this name and you die :P)
Age: 13 (W00T it's almost my 13th birthday!)
Phys. Description: Dark red hair, freckles
Other: Daughter and apprentice of the circus seamstress
*Donc means "therefore" in French and is a word that my science teacher likes to use. A lot. And I see him 9/10 days on my cycle. ._.
submitted by Olive
(January 5, 2012 - 4:32 pm)
(January 5, 2012 - 4:32 pm)
Oops, sorry. Then switch Dante with Caiomhe in that post.
(January 25, 2012 - 4:47 pm)
tops.
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Dante Rossi
Agh. I don't like magicians. Or clowns. Clowns scare me.
And what does starving boy do? He gets out of this mess real smooth, just some deal that I can't hear the half of, and he gets out. Don't think Eleyse? Elsie? Alice? Yeah, that's right, Alice. It's looking like she's going to get out easy, too, since she works for the circus. Neria gets away too, and I don't mind that. They were kinda trying to rescue me, after all. Melly, Cole, and Mason, they should really be getting outta here. Now.
But me and Caoihme, looks like we're going to the Magician. She's got a nail in her foot, and I'm bound by promise to see her home. Looks like that won't be happening. An I don't break my promises. Besides, I'm in the middle of everything. When you're stealing, it's easy to get through the crowd, cause nobody knows to look for you. But now? All eyes are on my direction. So no escaping for me.
"Take them," the Frenchy says, then turns on his heel and walks away. Ou. Touchy much? Guess he doesn't like people braking into his circus.
Some thugs that I coulda mistaken for Corey's move in on us. They don't need to worry about Caoihme, she's got a nail in her foot. Me? I've got a knife, but they got bigger ones. I toss it on the ground, then turn to Caoihme. "Can you walk? Stand? Anything? I don't think you want those guys to carry you?"
"I can walk," she says, "slowly."
And off we go to the magician.
(February 7, 2012 - 9:57 pm)
POST, PEOPLE!!!
OR I WILL EVOKE THE CURSE OF THE SPAMDRAGON!!!!
Also, tops.
(February 12, 2012 - 3:38 pm)
HELLO! Anybody out there?
Come on, people! Somebody post!
Or the Magician will kill everybody except Dante, and I will Bring The Curse Of Spamdragon Down Upon You!
(February 13, 2012 - 7:24 pm)
Excuse the awful writing. :)
Caiomhe-
After having to endure an extremely painful walk, we finally reach a very small purple tent – the magician’s tent.
Inside, it smells like smoke and rotten eggs. On a chair sits the magician, his emotionless eyes staring directly at us.
“Hello…” He drawls.
“Why don’t ya just let us go? We’re nothing to you.” Dante angrily crosses his arms.
“No. You attempted to steal, young man. And the girl… She’s seen too much.” He stands and I step back scared.
“Don’t move… Either of you.” He steps in front of us and narrows his eyes. “Now,” he raises his white fingers.
“STOP!” I yell. “We have something for you.”
“You have something for me?” Dante and the magician are both looking at me.
“Yes, a package but we must be sure you deserve it,” I lie.
“And are you sure...?” he wonders eagerly.
“No…”
“Well, until then- into the cellar!” Then both Dante and I are pushed down under the earth.
(February 15, 2012 - 12:02 pm)
This. Looks. So. Fun. Ahhh! I love steampunk! Can I join please? Just let me know what's going on. :)
(February 18, 2012 - 7:04 pm)