forum Circus RP (Closed)

Started March 24, 2018 by @amber_is_in_a_loop

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“Then birn the papers before they get here, quick. And lock the box when you’re done.”

Leo went over to Griffin. "How are you feeling?"

Griffin avoided eye contact. “Better.”, he lied.

(How bout the police come, but while investigating are found dead, so they are trapped in a circus solving a murder mystery?)

(ooh)

(How bout the police come, but while investigating are found dead, so they are trapped in a circus solving a murder mystery?)

(ooh)

(That sounds cool!)

Jace and Lia come back, carrying wood.
"Here you go. I'll go lock the chest. Hopefully, I still have the key." Lia checked her pocket to make sure it was still there. "Okay, we're good."

(How bout the police come, but while investigating are found dead, so they are trapped in a circus solving a murder mystery?)

(ooh)

(That sounds cool!)

(I like itt)

“Then birn the papers before they get here, quick. And lock the box when you’re done.”

Leo went over to Griffin. "How are you feeling?"

Griffin avoided eye contact. “Better.”, he lied.

Leo put a hand on his shoulder. "Honestly?"

(How bout the police come, but while investigating are found dead, so they are trapped in a circus solving a murder mystery?)

(ooh)

(That sounds cool!)

(I like itt)

Thanks! A tiny reference from my comic ;)

“Then birn the papers before they get here, quick. And lock the box when you’re done.”

Leo went over to Griffin. "How are you feeling?"

Griffin avoided eye contact. “Better.”, he lied.

Leo put a hand on his shoulder. "Honestly?"

Griffin sighed, gingerly feeling the welts in his neck. “You know I can’t lie to you.”

Eli ran into the ring, searching the small black box at the front. He pulled out the small box of matches he used during shows and shoved them in his pockets.

Leo sighed and shook his head. "No, you can't." He squinted at the welts. "Jeezus, he's freakishly strong. That'll probably take some time to heal, you should try not to move too much."

Pretty good, I’ve finished fleshing out all the characters and I’m almost done mapping out the plot. I’m currently trying out two different art styles, I’m not sure which to use)

Pretty good, I’ve finished fleshing out all the characters and I’m almost done mapping out the plot. I’m currently trying out two different art styles, I’m not sure which to use)

(Huh, you could try it out on me, I wouldn't mind!)

Leo sighed and shook his head. "No, you can't." He squinted at the welts. "Jeezus, he's freakishly strong. That'll probably take some time to heal, you should try not to move too much."

Griffin smiled wryly. “It’s my own fault, I freaked out and froze up.”

Leo froze and looked Griffin straight in the eye. "None of this is your fault, Griffin. Understand me?"

Eli rushed back into the room, holding the pack of matches. "I got 'em!"

Jace brought the wood over to Eli and set it down. "Alright, let's get the papers and burn it down. Should we do it outside?"

Pretty good, I’ve finished fleshing out all the characters and I’m almost done mapping out the plot. I’m currently trying out two different art styles, I’m not sure which to use)

(Huh, you could try it out on me, I wouldn't mind!)

Erm, I’m not sure how to post pictures, but they’re both basically the type of art that has a defined shape but no black lines surrounding it, you know? Like, the only thing differentiating one shape from another is the colour. Anyways, one of them is slightly more towards the style of art in The Lumberjanes and Nimona, and the other is a bit more…. mature I guess? A bit like manga but not really.)

Ana nodded. "Probably." She helped Jace carry the wood.

Griffin shook his head. “But it is. If I had been more careful, my mother would still be alive. If I had been a better—- brother, my sister would be safe!” His voice rose. “It is my fault. It will never stop being my fault!”

They set the wood and paper down. "Thanks, Ana. Eli, you ready?"

Leo hit Griffin across the head. "Stop it. None of this is your fault. If anything, it's mine. I knew this was a bad idea, and I let it go. I'm the oldest. I should have said something."

Eli cracked his knuckles, taking the ripped up paper from his pockets along with the matches. He lit the match and let the wood on fire, grinning as the flame rose. "Ha ha!" He threw the paper into the fire. "Son of a b* * * *."

His father’s voice echoed in his head. ”it’s all your fault.” Griffin blinked the tears from his eyes. “If I’d been quicker, Ella would still be alive.”, he whispered.

Lia, Jace, Eli, and Ana were all outside, trying to quickly burn all the papers. Jace threw his last piece in the fire and laughed. "Well, there we go."

"No, Griffin, Ella was no one's fault." Leo felt his own eyes moisten. "It was a matter of circumstances."