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Joker ([personal profile] stealstheshow) wrote in [community profile] abyssdressing2013-04-17 12:03 pm

ACT I.

[Come one, come all!]

[In the middle of the square, a gaudy canvas tent has been set up in vivid hues of pink, orange, green, and purple. At each post, balloons bob in the breeze. One flap is pulled aside, creating a shadowy mouth, while the rest of the tent walls are littered with flyers advertising tomorrow night's show and various other services - matchmaking, in particular, seems to be a favorite, but also favors, horoscopes, financial advice, tailoring. The works.]

[Many such flyers have been pasted onto walls and poles for good measure (there's only so much room on the tent itself, after all!) and still more can be found tucked into mailboxes and under doors, or wind-skittering along the streets.]

[Beside the entrance, a lone female can be found, heavily rouged and scantily dressed. She doesn't call out to or pester passers-by, but with one hand she opens and closes a small compact, sounding off a persistent clak-clak-clak.]

[Ladies and gentlemen, the leading lady is in. What can she do for you today?]
rejected_trash: (♪ 42 [I am forever chasing the skies.])

[personal profile] rejected_trash 2013-06-12 07:39 am (UTC)(link)
I...

[Come to think of it. He didn't. It was all blackness and mystery.]

No... [Between this horrible fear of the realization his life was gone and the pain, he was trying not to cry.]