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enthymeme ([personal profile] enthymeme) wrote in [community profile] bakerstreet2012-10-05 08:28 pm

welcome to the greatest show unearthed


Cirque de la Lune
Cirque de la Lune is famous across the multiverse for its spectacular cast, each exquisite to behold as they perform feats of daring and wonder before enthralled audiences. Any privileged to attend a performance will never forget, for each show is filled with magic and splendor.

Literally.

For the secret of the Cirque de la Lune is that each performer is kidnapped, modified, and enslaved by the one who runs it, a mysterious figure known only as The Ringmaster. He draws the most promising, the most beautiful, and the most talented from any dimension to which he has access, then with a combination of magic and medicine transforms each into their fullest potential, a shining jewel to play their parts like marionettes on strings of his manufacture.

Will you be a part of the circus? Or are you one of the lucky few who's managed to procure a ticket? Step right up, then, and see what it has to offer....


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The kidnappings come without warning or a chance at escape: those summoned by The Ringmaster suddenly find themselves in the circus, so wound about by bindings both physical and magical they can hardly move, much less think of escape. Most are unconscious for the process of alterations, which could be considered a mercy considering how long and painful it is. The Ringmaster works with the careful precision of a master sculptor, and each of his creations bears a symbol of his craftsmanship that also serves to keep them under his unfaltering control.

As the symbol can only be removed by another person at the cost of their life, almost no one has ever even tried to escape the circus, and even if they did there would be the small issue of getting away from where it exists, suspended between dimensions. Most don't even realize they're being controlled, however, for the compulsions holding their imposed personae in place are subtle in their strength.

The best of The Ringmaster's creations, those who perhaps already possessed innate talent or beauty, or who simply adapted to the changes better than most, are fortunate enough to take their places in the First Circle. These are the most privileged and pampered, and each wears a tiny jewel in their ear to mark their rank.

1) Beast Tamer
Merciless and deadly, the Beast Tamer can subdue the most unruly animal with will and whip. They seek to dominate and control, no matter how meek or cowardly they might have once been.

2) Tightrope Walker
The Tightrope Walkers are the most exquisite jewels of the circus, delicate and graceful of form and movement and often breathtakingly lovely of face, able to dance butterfly-light on the finest of wires. They are also, however, often the most passive, the most controlled, like puppets crafted of fragile china.

3) Acrobats
Whether they are skilled as trapeze artists, hoop dancers, or tumblers, the Acrobats are all agile and quick of body-- and mind. Something about the changes made to allow their feats of skill also tends to make them more sly and cunning, more apt to lie or cheat to get ahead of the rest.

4) Strong (Wo)Man
These performers were enhanced for strength-- some were given added bulk and others simple toning, but all are significantly stronger than any unaltered human. Alas, they often lose some of their mental acuity in exchange for the physical enhancements, but none will ask a performer balancing an anvil to perform calculus.

Those without special skills or who did not adapt quite so well are still given places in the circus ranks, however, being placed in the Second Circle. Members of this group bear an unobtrusive bracelet around one wrist as a sign of their rank.

5) Clowns
Many a flaw can be hidden with makeup, and those who did not quite meet The Ringmaster's exacting standards of beauty must hide behind makeup and costume. Many are failed Acrobats, and as they are quite aware that only a small mischance prevented their admission to the First Circle, they spent much of their time plotting the downfall of those more privileged.

6) Sideshow Performers
These can include jugglers, fire-breathers, or knife-throwers, daredevils or magicians, those with clever hands and nimble tongues who can amuse the guests before the main show. Some failed Tightrope Walkers are veiled and costumed and put to work in a side tent as exotic dancers, while former Strong Men discourage the guests from getting too close (though rumor says they can be bribed, at times).

7) Beasts
The Beast Tamers must have creatures with which to perform, after all. Those who already wore the forms of beasts are enhanced, whether to look more beautiful or more deadly (or perhaps both), while some others are transformed entirely into lions or tigers or other fierce beasts to share in the main performance. Some of these unfortunates manage to retain their intelligence after the change, but others find themselves slipping away and becoming as mindless as the creatures whose forms they wear.

8) Sideshow Exhibit
The displays in the sideshow tent include those whose alterations fail, those who become trapped halfway between humanoid and beast form, or those who began in such an inhuman shape that they could never fit into the First Circle even with all The Ringmaster can do. Their existence is barely better than those of the animals, for they almost always remain caged, subject to the stares and giggles of the crowd. These again are guarded by former Strong Men, but they cannot be everywhere, and occasionally the mocking and stares of the guests devolve into worse.

The worst off of the circus denizens are those who inhabit the Third Circle. These unfortunates wear a plain leather collar as a sign of their rank, though none are likely to mistake them for a member of one of the other Circles.

9) Menials
Someone has to do the work of running the circus, after all. This group is unique in that not all of them were brought here involuntarily: some became lost and elected to remain, some sought employment, and some came seeking their missing friends and loved ones and chose to linger nearby in the vain hope that their memories might return. Most, however, are simply those too ordinary or unskilled to fit anywhere else, and they can be found just about anywhere in the circus, doing chores or maintenance, tending the animals, or selling concessions to the guests. They go everywhere, they see everything, but they do little of consequence, even if they are kept under as much control as the rest of the circus folk.

10) Slaves
These are the fallen, the failed, the grotesque, those who are too deformed to exhibit, too ugly or ungainly to be allowed to perform, or those who tried to escape and are now in disgrace. They remain hidden from the view of guests, serving as laborers in whatever manner The Ringmaster or the members of the First Circle might desire. (Rumors say the former prima Tightrope Walker attempted to run away from the circus, and now bent and disfigured from her punishment, cleans the quarters of the current prima.)

And what would a circus be without an audience?

11) Guests
It is difficult indeed to obtain a ticket to the circus, for most do not even known of its existence. Only the rich, the powerful, those who are well versed in dimensional travel, or somehow privileged to be given a ticket by The Ringmaster himself in return for some service are ever allowed into the circus grounds. Some say that anyone who can provide The Ringmaster with a particularly good candidate will earn a lifetime's pass in return....
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[personal profile] number_six 2012-10-06 04:02 am (UTC)(link)
Character: Shion
Age: 16
Description: Sometimes naive and innocent to the way of the world, yet possesses a boundless urge to do 'what's right' for the greater good and will readily lay down his life or endure anything for those he loves.
Want: Nezumi. Up for all options, really. Though he's not at all athletic. So 'strong' anything might be out of the question.
Do Not Want: Smut.
drake_wayne: (pic#4289293)

[personal profile] drake_wayne 2012-10-06 04:36 am (UTC)(link)
I'm all over this like white on rice.

Character: Tim Drake / Red Robin Yuuuuummmmm
Age: 18
Description: An agile and vastly intelligent young man, Tim may not be the most skilled of performers, but his mental prowess is hard to surpass.
Want: I'm good with anything, though Acrobat would most suit Tim's skill set and mentality.
Edited 2012-10-06 04:48 (UTC)

[personal profile] diggitydank 2012-10-06 04:46 am (UTC)(link)
Character: Dick Grayson | Nightwing | Batman
Age: Early to Mid-Twenties
Description: A generally cheerful young man, skilled in combat, acrobatics, and as a detective, performing is in his blood; it's his life.
Want: 2, 3, 6, and maybe 7
Do Not Want: Iffy on 8 and 10.

[personal profile] echokinetic 2012-10-06 04:46 am (UTC)(link)
Character: Sasha Morden
Age: 21
Description: A seemingly blind girl whose body has compensated by letting her see via echolocation, Sasha'a retained a bubbly and cheerful personality despite her difference.
Want: Preferably 2, but okay with 3 or 6 as well.
Do Not Want: 5, 9, 10.
redhoodedrobin: (Let's blow shit up)

[personal profile] redhoodedrobin 2012-10-06 04:55 am (UTC)(link)
Character: Jason Todd | The Red Hood
Age: Late teens to early twenties.
Description: An overconfident, brash, and slightly psychotic young man, Jason is not content to maintain a status quo if he sees a better option, and has in fact rebelled against the conventions of his own family to deal with the world in his own way.
Want: 1, 2, 3, 7 are preferable, but I'm open to any option.
Do Not Want: I am kind of iffy on 10, but I'm alright if you roll it.
Edited 2012-10-06 05:04 (UTC)
ayu_nee: (the coolness of your smile)

Yamazaki Ayumu | Shinsengumi Imon Peace Maker

[personal profile] ayu_nee 2012-10-06 04:58 am (UTC)(link)
Character: Yamazaki Ayumu
Age: roughly 20 or so
Description: Badass ninja disguised as mild-mannered cook and housekeeper.
Want: She could be a fun Beast Tamer or Acrobat, maybe a Beast, or a dancer in the sideshow. Mind games, violence, abuse are just fine, though she will probably (try to) hit back.
Do Not Want: 10 or smut.
starsensitiveinferno: (pout)

Yaten Kou | Sailor Moon

[personal profile] starsensitiveinferno 2012-10-06 05:01 am (UTC)(link)
Character: Yaten Kou
Age: 16ish
Description: Vain, egotistical, and delicate cross-dressing teenage idol and sailor senshi.
Want: Her temperament would make her a natural Acrobat, though she'd resent having to make actual physical effort. Also interested in making her a Beast, sideshow dancer or singer, or possibly an exhibit. Dark stuff, trauma, violence is a-ok— aftermath of escape attempts, abusive guests, bitchy fellow performers, come at me bro.
Do Not Want: 10 or smut.
hiddensnake: (You do realize I have fangs)

Medusa 'Deuce' Preston || OC || F/M for smut, OTA for CR

[personal profile] hiddensnake 2012-10-06 05:08 am (UTC)(link)
Character: Medusa 'Deuce' Preston
Age: 27
Description: Deuce is literally a snake-woman.
Want: Deuce is automatically an 8, so a 1 would be great. She could also be modified into a 7, but pretty much anyone is welcome!
Do Not Want: Option 10.
pishirogane: Art by: Domodesu (Who are you dealing with?)

Naoto Shirogane ⊗ Persona 4

[personal profile] pishirogane 2012-10-06 05:10 am (UTC)(link)
Character: Naoto Shirogane
Age: 16-17
Description: Intelligent, but anti-social and uncomfortable with being female, Naoto is a detective as well as a Persona-User who sought to end the murders in Inaba.
Want: I wouldn't mind her being a Beast Tamer, Tightrope Walker, or Beast. Other than that, look at the 'Do Not Want'.
Do Not Want: I'd rather not take the roles of Strong Man, Clown, or Sideshow Performer.
agentleworld: (i once was blind)

Nunnally vi Britannia | Code Geass

[personal profile] agentleworld 2012-10-06 05:11 am (UTC)(link)
Character: Nunnally vi Britannia
Age: 15
Description: Gentle, sweet, and caring Pollyanna of a girl who never managed to lose her determined idealism despite everything that has happened in her life.
Want: Assuming her legs were healed she could be a good tightrope walker or sideshow dancer, maybe a failed animal transformation in the sideshow (half-bird?). Would especially be interested in someone acting as her protector against other circus members.
Do Not Want: The rest of the First Circle, slave, or anything smutty.
cancercarcino: (Shit...)

Karkat Vantas || Homestuck

[personal profile] cancercarcino 2012-10-06 05:26 am (UTC)(link)
Character: Karkat Vantas
Age: 7 Solar Sweeps (15 Earth Years, though this can be aged up)
Description: An ornery troll from the planet Alternia, leader of the twelve trolls who played the game SGRUB and was given the title Knight of Blood.
Want: I wouldn't mind Beast, Sideshow Exhibit, or Slave if it came down to preference. Smut is optional but not required.
Do Not Want: Not really liking the Clown or Strong Man positions
Edited 2012-10-06 05:27 (UTC)
winged_moon: (still the prettiest)

Yue | Cardcaptor Sakura

[personal profile] winged_moon 2012-10-06 05:32 am (UTC)(link)
[Yue had been created to be both beautiful and deadly, so it took little refinement to make him worthy of the Tightrope Walker's gem he now wears high on his left ear, replacing the cuff Clow had once given him. His appearance was altered just enough for him to fit in with the others, leaving him slightly smaller, thinner, and more androgynous than before; he is a sculpture indeed, but one of glittering ice rather than china. The "deadly" part had to be removed from the equation, however, and the trouble that had taken left him more tightly controlled that most of his kind, his memories erased and will bound into near-nonexistence.

All his focus now seems to be on his appearance and his performances, and he is usually found either practicing or tending to his hair and costumes, but on rare occasions he might be perched up high— on one of the tent supports, or perhaps an empty trapeze, his eyes full of wistful longing for something he no longer knows how to regret.]
gleans: (brb bamfing)

Galen Howard | Original Character

[personal profile] gleans 2012-10-06 05:49 am (UTC)(link)
Character: Galen Howard
Age: 25
Description: Friendly, strong-willed, a bit of a martyr. He's already a natural performer.
Want: Tightrope, Acrobat, Sideshow, Beast, Menial, Slave (after trying to escape), Guest.
Do Not Want: Tamer, Clown, Strong Man.
Edited 2012-10-06 16:04 (UTC)
pishirogane: Art by: Sya (You wanted to see me?)

Beast please

[personal profile] pishirogane 2012-10-06 05:51 am (UTC)(link)
It seemed as though Naoto had come... around to her new position as Beast Tamer, loving the feeling of the leather whip beneath her gloved hands. To step out into the roar of the audience and the line of creatures before her.

Her bejeweled ear faintly glinted in the spotlight and she adjusted her performance mask. It showed nothing, she expressed nothing. She felt none of that past embarrassment from her thigh high boots or the low dip in her uniform. There was merely the anticipation of taming her favorite beast again, the one center stage in her line of animals. Whether or not he wished to participate would make or break the performance.

She certainly hoped he fought back.
womanwhobeatyou: (brainy's the new sexy)

Irene Adler || BBC Sherlock || See below

[personal profile] womanwhobeatyou 2012-10-06 06:09 am (UTC)(link)
3: Acrobat

[The tent is pitch black, and the only thing that signals the beginning of the performance is the sound of music, weaving like a mysterious whisper through the waiting, expectant audience. The music begins to build, and the whispers of the audience dies, until within the dark tent there is a splash of colour, a drop of scarlet red as a swath of crimson silk unfurls from the hidden rafters. One, then a second, like waterfalls of blood red.

The silks begin to twine, to dance and to snake in time with the music, and as they do, a slim, pale form reveals itself at the base of the twin ribbons of aerial silk. The woman works the silk into ropes and ribbons, and begins to twine them around her body, and as the music continues to play, she awes the audience with gravity defying feats as she is suspended in mid air by the aerial silks, as she tumbles from them and is caught by a length around a wrist or a pale thigh.

Every moment is death defying, and she dances in the air among the fluttering crimson curtains with a look of serene concentration, trying with every note to keep herself in weightless suspension.

But the music fades, and the performance ends, and the light that had illuminated her act dims. The audience begins to file out, and Irene Adler is left within the circle of the tent again, cloaked by blood red silk, a matching ruby droplet in her ear.
]

~~~~~

6: Dancer

[The tent she performs in is small, out of the way of more exciting acts, more grandiose performances. And few enough patrons find it that Irene sometimes manages to slip out of her tent, to walk among the shadow of the other tents. Even out of her tent she moves with poise, with a grace and carriage that would have been at home in the first circle, but a bracelet of silver metal, catching sometimes on a band of scar tissue around her wrist, mars the effect.]
freikugel: (puzzled ♣)

[personal profile] freikugel 2012-10-06 02:03 pm (UTC)(link)
[ They hadn't had to do much, to give him more strength—he had been abnormally strong as it was. Amplifying it further led to carelessness, unintentional destruction, neither which bode well were he to knock or crack a support or something else by accident. He'd been carefully changed.

Now, Naoki prowls his way through the tents, the gem of the strong men glinting from one ear as he occasionally pauses to glance in at others, though nothing holds his attention completely. He doesn't need to tend to much in the off time. His marks are practically costume in and of themselves, impressive enough the Ringmaster insisted he go bare-chested for many of his performances.

For some reason, he obeys. They'd torn much of his quick thinking, his perception from him. More than he likes it ends up being difficult to grasp onto certain things.

He sighs, steps slowing briefly, eye drawn to something even before his mind realises what it is. Oh, the tightrope walker— He's tending to his costumes? Naoki watches none too subtly, curiously. ]
retrieverchef: worried (Default)

[personal profile] retrieverchef 2012-10-06 02:14 pm (UTC)(link)
Character: Eliot Spencer
Age: 38
Description: fierce, stubborn, but gentle retrieval specialist
Want: anything except Eliot in roles 2 or 3.
Do Not Want: graphic smut, consensual M/M
retrieverchef: worried (Default)

picking up from where we left off...

[personal profile] retrieverchef 2012-10-06 02:22 pm (UTC)(link)
Eliot blinked as he slowly came back to himself. He almost whimpered at the loss of that cotton-like cuccoon as his mind returned to the real world. He didn't want to be here. He frowned, trying to remember why he'd come back. Someone needed him. Lindsey! Lindsey had been hurt. He sat up abruptly, looking for his brother.
retrieverchef: worried (Default)

picking up from where we left off...

[personal profile] retrieverchef 2012-10-06 02:49 pm (UTC)(link)
Eliot blinked as he slowly came back to himself. He almost whimpered at the loss of that cotton-like cuccoon as his mind returned to the real world. He didn't want to be here. He frowned, trying to remember why he'd come back. Someone needed him. Lindsey! Lindsey had been hurt. He sat up abruptly, looking for his brother.
golden_boytoy: (Tentative Trust //)

I can't remember the details. D:

[personal profile] golden_boytoy 2012-10-06 03:10 pm (UTC)(link)
Eliot wouldn't have to look far to find his brother curled up by his side. He was sleeping and it was Eliot's movement that awakened him. He looked up, dazed, confused, fresh bruises overlaying faded ones were marring his features.

"Eli...?" he asked hesitantly, looking briefly at the window to gauge the time. "... Is it time for another show already?" He almost looked... hopeful when he said that.
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[personal profile] roguepinata 2012-10-06 03:20 pm (UTC)(link)
Character: Axel Walker
Age: 19
Description: A little shit. Axel's young and stupid, has a short attention span, and enjoys causing general mayhem and destruction. Typical teenager with a sociopathic streak. That said, he's more capable than his personality would suggest, when he puts his mind to it.
Want: Acrobat or Clown would be the best fit, but I'm open to everything.
Do Not Want: No smut.
Edited 2012-10-06 15:20 (UTC)
snakepitcougar: (kickass)

Samira | a naga OC | OTA

[personal profile] snakepitcougar 2012-10-06 04:00 pm (UTC)(link)
Beast tamer
Samira didn't need a whip, or a chair, or even a top hat, though she did wear one, miniature and perched coquetteshly atop her head. She didn't need these things because the beasts that she tamed were snakes. Cobras, mostly, but some other vipers as well, and rattlesnakes. Though the star of her act was the 15 foot python that she occasionally wore as a dress, or at least a wrap over the leather corset and belted skirt she usually wore. The jewel in her ear was an acrid yellow, almost chartreuse, she liked it because it was a mark of her rank and an indication of poison.

Some people said that her tongue was forked, like that of her charges, but no one knew for sure, the same people also said that she had fangs and was just as deadly as any of her vipers. She actively encouraged these rumors, though she never spoke of them herself, but she played into them easily, as cold and as calculating as any snake, and just as silent more often than not.


Sideshow exhibit - A Snakelady
Samira was one of the failures, she was still a woman from the waist up, but from the waist down she was nothing but snake, the smooth, shiny scales of a python, but with the dusty coloring and pattern of a rattlesnake, she even had a rattle, and like her serpentine kin, it did rattle when she was upset, or scared, or just giving a warning.

Even the upper half of her still had snakelike features, slitted eyes, retractable fangs, a dark forked tongue that she used to scent the air outside of her enclosure, smooth glass, too tall for her to pull herself up over, and too thick for her to break. The only thing she wore was a stack of bangles up each arm, one of them in the collection was the sign of her ownership.
ihazanest: (work to do)

Clint 'Hawkeye' Barton - MCU - OTA

[personal profile] ihazanest 2012-10-06 04:52 pm (UTC)(link)
Acrobat
Clint was one of the tumblers, and not just a tumbler, but a knife-dancer at that. He could manipulate the blades just as easily as he moved his own body, fluid, constant motion, his whole act seemed to be one continuous movement. He never came to a full stop until he was finished, he did pause, now and again, but even in those brief moments he was still poised, his momentum just arrested momentarily, stirring again easily each time.

His routine always ended the same way, balanced on the balls of his feet, back arched at an incredible angle, one arm stretched ceilingward, the knife in that hand acting as a spire, with his other hand stretched out behind him for balance, that knife held flat against his forearm. All in all he looked rather like an art deco nymph of some kind before the lights went dark and he exited the stage.


Sideshow performer - Marksman
How one could be as excellent a marksman as Clint was, while blind, no one could readily fathom. The story was that he'd been demoted and blinded as punishment, though the storytellers could never agree if he'd been trying to escape himself, or if he'd been aiding one of the acrobats in her escape. Though if it was the latter, it had either worked, or she'd vanished completely when he could no longer see.

He'd been an acrobat himself before his fall from grace, his jeweled earring had been traded for a bracelet that was more of a bracer, something to keep his arm from getting too mangled by the bowstring. He was not only blind, but blindfolded with a broad strip of burgundy silk, but he could still shoot the center pip out of an ace card, and William Tell an apple on a volunteer's head every time.
winged_moon: (:|)

[personal profile] winged_moon 2012-10-06 05:12 pm (UTC)(link)
[The costume he is to wear in tonight's performance is an intricate and delicate thing, flutters of pure white and pale blues and lavender dotted with tiny chips of crystal so that when he turns and whirls it's almost as though he's surrounded by a whirlwind of snow. It is one of Yue's favorites, though he cannot say why, and that much is clear as he carefully examines it, fingers delicately smoothing the fabric, turning each fold to be sure the seams are holding firm, none of the adornments are missing, and there are no tears or marks that need cleaning.

This task absorbs much of his attention, but he still is not unaware of having an audience, especially when the strong man doesn't bother to hide the fact that he's watching. It doesn't cause him to hurry his inspection, though, and it's several more moments before he lifts his eyes from the task and focuses on the other, his gaze a silent question.]
malecompanion: (windblown)

Gabreel King (OC) - OTA

[personal profile] malecompanion 2012-10-06 05:27 pm (UTC)(link)
Tightrope walker
Gabreel was one of the stars of the show, his tightropes a veritable web high above the stage, and always without a net. His costume was little more than red and orange gossamer and gold glitter, making him look like a living flame with his porcelain-pale skin and rich red hair.

He moved easily, lightly, seeming to flicker now and again, all but dancing from one wire to the next and back again, a candle flickering in a dying breeze. His music was always the same, the Firebird, and he was like a phoenix, rising from his own ashes.

Of course, when he wasn't performing he seemed dimmer, not a guttering flame, but a banked one, keeping to himself when he could, a silent observer of others.

Sideshow performer - contortionist
Gabreel was as flexible as they came, even more flexible than that, really, as if like a shark he had soft cartilage instead of solid bone. No one was quite sure why he wasn't one of the inner circle as he was certainly pretty enough for it, though the rumors flew thick and fast, that the flexibility hadn't been intentional, that it was because he never spoke, that it was because he couldn't speak, that it was because he had been, once, but had fallen from the ringmaster's good graces.

But, of course since he didn't, or couldn't, talk, he never confirmed nor denied any of the rumors, he just did his part to entertain the guests, whether it was emerging from a suitcase, or folding himself into highly improbable shapes, or, sometimes, after the show, entertaining them in the way that most dreamed about when they heard someone was flexible.

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