@PuffPoff
Ana hit the ringmaster square in the jaw. "This is for Ella!" She screamed. Eli grinned at her, following in suit and punching the ringmaster in the stomach.
Ana hit the ringmaster square in the jaw. "This is for Ella!" She screamed. Eli grinned at her, following in suit and punching the ringmaster in the stomach.
Griffin just stood their, hugging Ella’s body and squeezing his eyes shut as rivers of pain flowed down his cheeks, the tears dripping onto Ella’s face. “Come back.. Please Ella, please! I—“ he choked. “I love you.”, he whispered.
Leo punched the ringmaster in the small of his back, following Eli and Ana' s example. "For threatening Jace," he spat.
Hello?)
Ana smiled at Leo. Eli wound up his arm and went to punch the ringmaster again, but he caught his arm. He began twisting it, trying to bend the arm backwards. Eli flailed and kicked the man in a not-so-nice-place-to-get-kicked-in.
Through the sadness and the pain, Griffin felt a burst of red-hot rage. Setting Ella down gently, he gave her one last kiss on the forehead and turned to face the figure, fists clenched.
I’m so sad, this died 😢😭
I don't want it to!
Me neither!! It was so fun!!! Love your profile picture btw)
(hi! I haven't been here in a couple of days because of how crazy the last few days have been.. I've only updated on like one other RP… I would love to carry on with this but I feel like we should create more action and plot twists? (I couldn't think of the word.)
(HI!!! YAY PEOPLE THIS ISNT DYING)
(Yeah, I agree! Maybe the 'figure' is related to them somehow, or the ringmaster is one of the characters' father/uncle?)
(yeah, that's a good idea. I feel like if they escape then the real purpose of the RP would be over, you know what I mean? This isn't my RP but I was just thinking that in order to keep it from not dying we just need to keep spicing it up and changing things around. )
(no, I get what you mean)
(definitely you can lead the plot if you want seems like you have ideas)
(yay!)
Griffin swung his fist at the figure's face, knocking him down.
The ringmaster fell to the ground. Eli smirked and slammed the bottom of his shoe into the older man's head. Ana grimaced when Eli kicked the ringmaster.
Griffin stood over the ringmaster, breathing ragged. “Why would you kill her?”
Lia stood back for a second to catch her breath. For the few years that she's been working, or really enslaved, at this circus, she never thought that they would be able to escape.
(So where is the plot going right now?)
(I'm not sure. I assume someone will know the figure personally? But who?)
Ooh, ooh, me me pick me!!)
Griffin swung back his fist to strike the ringmaster, but the figure darted forwards, turning him around and looking him dead in the eye. “Don’t hurt the wolf, little girl.” Griffin froze. “Who the hell are you, and how do you know about that?!”, he growled.
The figure stared Griffin down. "I know everything there is to know about you, little girl." It grinned beneath its mask. "I know how you got to being trapped here." It took a step forward. "I know how long you've had your eye on that pathetic little Eleanore." Another step. "I know about your mother, and I know where your sister is." Their faces were inches away.
Griffin couldn’t breathe as his eyes widened in shock at the figure above him. “Not possible.” The figure smiled wickedly, one silver tooth glinting ominously in the dim light. “But it is, little girl.”
Griffin took a step back, anger surging. He gritted his teeth. “I am not a girl, and you know nothing about me.”
Eli kicked the ringmaster once more to knock him out. Ana grabbed Eli's arm and dragged him off to where the others were, close enough that they could interfere with Griffin's conversation but not so close that they were in the way.
The figure smiled eerily. “Shush now, Gwendolyn. Your father has something to say to you.” Griffin swallowed, shaking his head vigorously and stepping backwards. “My father,” he spat out the word, “left when I was six.”
Ana gasped at the figure, realizing where this conversation was going. Elliot caught on a few seconds after. They both shared a look and prepared to jump in if they needed to.
The figure acknowledged this. “I did. But I’m back now.” He grinned creepily. “No, no, no. Not possible.” Griffin took another step away from him, arms raised as if to defend himself as all his childhood nightmares came rushing back.
Ana was getting confused now. Before, she had relied on what Griffin was saying but now the conversation didn't make sense to her. She'd have to ask later. Eli stepped forward slightly, his fists clenched by his side.
The figure took a step closer for each step Griffin took backwards, until he found himself pressed against the wall with his faller towering over him. “Don’t you remember me?” The figure extended a long finger to brush against Hruffin’s cheek, but he was paralyzed. Memories flashed in and out iif his mind, bringing desperate tears to his eyes. His father, looking over the frail shape of his mother, hand raised to strike.
Eli took a few more silent steps forward so he was closer to the figure than the others. Ana nervously pulled at his arm, motioning for him to stay back. He shook his head and took another step towards Griffin, Ana now trailing behind him, her hands shaking.
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