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THEY'RE ALL GONE!
SOMEONE Stole All Of MY FRIENDS! MY Parts! Everything! Is! Gone!
What Do I do? i have nothing.
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...im so alone...
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Oh! Well, Right Now, It's Just Me! There Was Supposed To Be An Actrobat Called Lyfrassir, But They Didn't Like Me Replacing Some Of Their Insides With Not Insides, So They Got Kidnapped Back!
Then There Was Supposed To Be A Clown! But He Was Needed For Something And Was Kidnapped Back! I Got His Arm, Though! He Was Called Eric.
Then! Maddox! It Would've Been My Right Hand, But It Left Too! I've Been Trying To Make Others, But The Spare Parts Keep Rotting! So... Circus Is Me!
Would You Like To Be Part Of It?!
My! You Have Lovely Bone Structure!
Might I Borrow Your Skull? I'm Working On A New Friend!
( @ringmasterdanny )
Oh, uh - thank you? Though I'm afraid I'm going to have to decline... I both need it, and don't think I can physically be around other... people at the moment.
You belong to, oh what do regular avatars call it, I Do Not Know You? Yes?
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I'm Hardly A Person, Let Alone A People! Surely I Must Be An Exception!
I Belong To No One, Actually. I'm Just Danny! Danny, Ringmaster Of The Others Other... Others Circus? I Forget How Many Others There Are, But I'm Not Anyone's!
My! You Have Lovely Bone Structure!
Might I Borrow Your Skull? I'm Working On A New Friend!
( @ringmasterdanny )
Oh, uh - thank you? Though I'm afraid I'm going to have to decline... I both need it, and don't think I can physically be around other... people at the moment.
You belong to, oh what do regular avatars call it, I Do Not Know You? Yes?
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I've come to make an announcement; Micheal the distortion is a bitch ass motherfucker, he pissed on my fucking sanity. Thats right, he took his swirly yellow dick out and he pissed on my fucking sanity, and he said his dick was "This big" and I said that's disgusting, so I'm making a callout post on my twitter dot com, The Distortion, you've got a small dick, it's the size of this scalpel except WAY smaller, and guess what? Here's what my dong looks like: THAT'S RIGHT, BABY. ALL POINTS, NO SPIRALS, NO PILLOWS. Look at that, it looks like two balls and a bong. He fucked my sanity so guess what? I'm gonna fuck the doors. THAT'S RIGHT THIS IS WHAT YOU GET, MY SUPER LASER PISS! Except I'm not gonna piss on the doors. I'm gonna go higher. I'M PISSING ON THE SPIRAL! HOW DO YOU LIKE THAT, DISTWHORETION? I PISSED ON THE SPIRAL YOU IDIOT! YOU HAVE 23 HOURS BEFORE THE PISS DROPLETS HIT THE FUCKING HALLWAYS NOW GET OUT OF MY SIGHT BEFORE I PISS ON YOU TOO.
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I Miss Maddox.. It Was A Lot Of Fun!
It's Not Fair That Everyone I Like Leaves.
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Oh Boo.
My Name Is Danny! Current And Best Ringmaster Of The Circus Of The Other! Or The Other Circus Of The Other? OOH Maybe The Other Circus Of The Others Other!
Who Might You Be?

[tim backs away. his breathing is irregular and he is deeply, deeply terrified.]
shut up. SHUT UP!
(ooc: it wouldnt let me post the ask)
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I'm Sorry, Tim! Didn't Mean To Startle You!
Are You Okay?

[tim backs away. his breathing is irregular and he is deeply, deeply terrified.]
shut up. SHUT UP!
(ooc: it wouldnt let me post the ask)
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Maddox struggled, grunting and trying to cut Edward, trying to get him off of it, but was unable to do so. "Edward!" It yelled but was pushed away before anything else could happen.
Danny wrapped his arms around Maddox, shaking a little. He thought... "Don't Ever Disappear Again..." he pleaded, hardly worried about the threat he was given. After all, it wasn't like the Edward character could do anything worse to him.
Maddox looked back at the smoke, no longer seeing the others... it wouldn't give up, though. It would find Eric again, and it would kill him.
About 30 minutes after the messages on Tumblr, Danny hears the door (or whatever) slowly open.
Smoke billows across the threshold, and glowing amber eyes track Danny. The figure in the smoke's shape is large, intimidating, and very clearly horned.
Danny had an arm in his hand, one that very clearly didn't belong to him, and a tarp was hastily thrown over a figure on the floor. Maddox was near the figure, a striking resemblance to one Sinclair Foster, but so wrong and different in every way. They both stared at the man who walked in. "Oh! You Must Me The Guy! The, Uhhh...."
"Edward," Maddox provided, standing up. "Or A version of Edward. You're Very different, Aren't you?"
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"Finders Keepers!" Danny tried, but it wasn't like he was very strong. The arm was tore from his grasp, and he looked around for Maddox, expecting it to help him. No such luck. It vanished! "What Did You Do With My Friend?!"
Danny... Maddox stayed silent, looking the mess around it. Eric wasn't bleeding out anymore. It didn't want him to live. It didn't wat him alive! It wanted to kill him, for him to die and be dead!
It moved without thinking about it, screaming out and coming at Eric and his handler. Chasing them down like a rabid animal.
About 30 minutes after the messages on Tumblr, Danny hears the door (or whatever) slowly open.
Smoke billows across the threshold, and glowing amber eyes track Danny. The figure in the smoke's shape is large, intimidating, and very clearly horned.
Danny had an arm in his hand, one that very clearly didn't belong to him, and a tarp was hastily thrown over a figure on the floor. Maddox was near the figure, a striking resemblance to one Sinclair Foster, but so wrong and different in every way. They both stared at the man who walked in. "Oh! You Must Me The Guy! The, Uhhh...."
"Edward," Maddox provided, standing up. "Or A version of Edward. You're Very different, Aren't you?"
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Danny's eyes widened as he moved out of the way, falling to the floor and backing away. Oh dear. That... probably wasn't good. "Excuse Me! Could You Put Him Down?!"
Maddox stared at Edward, just nodding stiffly. Obediently. Truthfully, it considered leaving but was frozen in place. It wanted to reach out, tell Danny to get away, but couldn't. Not at the moment, at least.
Eric was bleeding a lot. Pale. He grumbled incoherently, struggling to open his eyes. The only thing he knew at the moment was pain. "Help..." he croaked.
About 30 minutes after the messages on Tumblr, Danny hears the door (or whatever) slowly open.
Smoke billows across the threshold, and glowing amber eyes track Danny. The figure in the smoke's shape is large, intimidating, and very clearly horned.
Danny had an arm in his hand, one that very clearly didn't belong to him, and a tarp was hastily thrown over a figure on the floor. Maddox was near the figure, a striking resemblance to one Sinclair Foster, but so wrong and different in every way. They both stared at the man who walked in. "Oh! You Must Me The Guy! The, Uhhh...."
"Edward," Maddox provided, standing up. "Or A version of Edward. You're Very different, Aren't you?"
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"Surely You Don't Need Him," Danny tried to interject, but there wasn't much he could actually say. What was he actually going to do against the man? "We're Having So Much Fun!"
"We Are!" Maddox said, ripping the tarp off of the body on the floor. Under the tarp, a man laid, gagged, and unconscious. He was missing an arm, the arm that Danny was holding. He'd managed to get the cast off of it, but they needed to replace the arm sooner or later.
"See! Even He's Having A Great Time!" Danny said, dropping to the ground and slapping the man with the dismembered hand. "Oi, Maddox! Why Is He Hitting Himself?!"
The two laughed in ways that sounded like a scratched record and an old, broken radio that kept skipping. It wasn't pleasant, it wasn't natural.
About 30 minutes after the messages on Tumblr, Danny hears the door (or whatever) slowly open.
Smoke billows across the threshold, and glowing amber eyes track Danny. The figure in the smoke's shape is large, intimidating, and very clearly horned.
Danny had an arm in his hand, one that very clearly didn't belong to him, and a tarp was hastily thrown over a figure on the floor. Maddox was near the figure, a striking resemblance to one Sinclair Foster, but so wrong and different in every way. They both stared at the man who walked in. "Oh! You Must Me The Guy! The, Uhhh...."
"Edward," Maddox provided, standing up. "Or A version of Edward. You're Very different, Aren't you?"
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Maddox got up excitedly, giving a bow in return. "I am! Hello, Edward! Very Good To meet You!"
Danny shushed it, standing in front of it. Almost protectively. "Wait, You Two Know Each Other?"
"Not exactly, But We Know of each Other," Maddox said, offering a hand to Edward. A hand that wasn't its, but was indeed attached.
About 30 minutes after the messages on Tumblr, Danny hears the door (or whatever) slowly open.
Smoke billows across the threshold, and glowing amber eyes track Danny. The figure in the smoke's shape is large, intimidating, and very clearly horned.
Danny had an arm in his hand, one that very clearly didn't belong to him, and a tarp was hastily thrown over a figure on the floor. Maddox was near the figure, a striking resemblance to one Sinclair Foster, but so wrong and different in every way. They both stared at the man who walked in. "Oh! You Must Me The Guy! The, Uhhh...."
"Edward," Maddox provided, standing up. "Or A version of Edward. You're Very different, Aren't you?"
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About 30 minutes after the messages on Tumblr, Danny hears the door (or whatever) slowly open.
Smoke billows across the threshold, and glowing amber eyes track Danny. The figure in the smoke's shape is large, intimidating, and very clearly horned.
Danny had an arm in his hand, one that very clearly didn't belong to him, and a tarp was hastily thrown over a figure on the floor. Maddox was near the figure, a striking resemblance to one Sinclair Foster, but so wrong and different in every way. They both stared at the man who walked in. "Oh! You Must Me The Guy! The, Uhhh...."
"Edward," Maddox provided, standing up. "Or A version of Edward. You're Very different, Aren't you?"
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Please! Please Do Not! I'm Begging You!
Oh, My! Mr. Foster Has Quite The Pipes On Him! I Wonder If We Can Replace Those Next!
#danny stoker#eric foster#Edward Grimes#tma rp blog#tma rp#((uhhh not exactly anything can really happen at this time))#((<- go for it bestie))
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Hey, No! Maddox Will Be Cross! It Wants To Kill Him And I Said It Could! WE'VE ONLY JUST GOTTEN STARTED ON HIS PROCEDURE, YOU'LL RUIN IT IF YOU COME NOW!
Oh, My! Mr. Foster Has Quite The Pipes On Him! I Wonder If We Can Replace Those Next!
#danny stoker#eric foster#Edward Grimes#tma rp blog#tma rp#((uhhh not exactly anything can really happen at this time))
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Oh! Well, He Had A Broken Part To Him, So I Figured We'd Help Him Out!
Maddox Said It Was A Great Idea!
Oh, My! Mr. Foster Has Quite The Pipes On Him! I Wonder If We Can Replace Those Next!
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