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The tides of times would change nevermore and they'd have to realize that everything was out to get them out there, but as long as they stayed with the ringmaster, there was nothing they needed to fear. Whether or not they condoned it, Josiah wasn't sure, but he knew that - even if he left tomorrow - no harm would befall the rest of the crew, given that Louis stayed with them and possibly even filled his shoes. "What if she gets to the kids? That wouldn't work, and besides, I'd want a good night…

"Soo, we have to catch more mice for her. How about it? You, me and a broom.", he suggested. They had enough traps laid out, and even when they caught one, it always did depend on if it was a simple trap or if it had eaten some sort of chemicals that were tossed around on purpose - feeding an expensive snake a poisoned carcass was besides the point anyway, and worse yet, they couldn't really afford to lose her, could they now? Even still, Josiah relaxed his entire stance as he sat back on the ta…

"More about the mice, then? I mean, I'm pretty sure Constance eats them all anyway, but then again, she is one lazy snake sometimes.", Josiah admitted. Constance was one of their snakes, kept in a cage, maybe not fitting for her size, but she rarely complained, except maybe when somebody tried to manhandle her, shortly after she had her own fill of food. To him, these things weren't expensive status symbols or something like that, they were colleagues that just kept to themselves and were rather…

The two of them had gotten along splendidly all their life, but now that they were all grown, maybe there were more disagreements than there should have been, especially after what had happened. Josiah was the one that blamed himself in every way, and he had to admit that he could have simply ran, or shoved Louis out of there, and maybe … no, that train had left the station years ago and any kind of regret was misplaced, especially here and now, when nothing that the two of them did would make a…

Today wasn’t even a particularly bad day; there were worse days than this one, there were gloomy and rainy evenings with loud, thudding thunder that made him almost quiver in fear himself as he helped the kids get over their own feelings - there were whispering winds at night that dragged words to his deaf ears that were never meant to be heard, and sometimes, like tonight, the full moon felt like it was staring down at him, directly into his form and challenging him to be someone he wasn’t, to …

"Alright, alright you roustabouts! Get into bed and I'll tell you a story!", Josiah giggled and waited for all of them to calm down and crawl into their respective beds; their equipment wasn't exactly the latest, or the best, but even the beds held up fine and the kids weren't going to sleep on the cold, hard floor - they had worked on a solution for that one. As every single one them would flock to him regardless, he waited until they had clawed their own ways into their beds, had draped their …

Some things would never change and as much as Josiah was in love with himself, as much did he care for Louis - someone that had forsaken all those things not too long ago; he'd come around, he'd figured, but by now, he figured he'd have to gently sit this guy down and actually talk to him. Then again, maybe he shouldn't push him. What was it that he supposed to do, then? Many more questions swamped his mind, some smarter than the others, and few of them actually discernable from the broken rest …

"He might stay with us, so try to be nicer. I'd not want someone to scoff at me like that if I set foot in an unfamiliar place.", Josiah sighed. What had changed here, and more importantly, why were the two of them so upset for one another and then again upset about one another? That fire had changed everything, truly, but in the end, not only had they learned what not to do, but they had also grown closer together - at least he wanted to believe that, but not a single sound had poured out of hi…

“He’s a kid.”, Josiah corrected him with a sigh and propped his hands up, almost defensively, as his proudly puffed chest deflated and he took of the silly hat atop his hair. There was no magic trick to he had with this, but it was a prop in itself and could be folded together; something that Josiah did, only to grab the piece of reinforced fabric and chastise Louis by tapping his head with it. “We were kids as well, and kids like what the most? Smiles and giggles, and toys and fun. You can’t ju…

No decorum, no admittance to defeat, no acknowledgement that Josiah was helping anyone out - Louis hadn‘t always been like that and definitely used to welcome any lost child with open arms. Why did that change? Because of some flames licking at his skin? It didn‘t seem impossible, no, and while nothing was lost in that fire, nothing was gained either. He scoffed with a smile on his lips and held the boys hand tightly - no need to intimidate someone that had less than them. “I would have done tha…

Performances were the easy part - keeping track of their customers the hard one. Josiah always had had a keen eye for strays, so to speak, and whenever he spotted one in the crowd, he almost got excited, a tad bit too much for his own good. Was it good for him to get happy about a lost soul? Probably not, but on the other hand, he'd be pleased and they had someone else to fill any gaps in their crew again, which meant less work on them, or maybe more on him so he could get the rest of the childr…

dd617c008756433c6d28da60acf0735f5c05ba25.jpg Name: Josiah Age: 22 years old Height: 175cm e6474d3dba0a8f5fef73cdbbac68ede07addcd2d.jpgBackground: Josiah used to count the days until his eventual leave on his fingers, figured that by the time he'd grown into an adult, he'd move on from working for a circus and decide where to live his life to the fullest - unfortunately for him, or maybe fortunately for his skillset, that time never came. Before he knew it, he was chaperoning those younger than h…

27262a1acbed6c1242530baced23eda84cede41d.gif haha funny cannibalism | old man x old man | NSFL pull up the ladder when the flood comes, throw enough rope until the legs have swung seven new ways that you can eat your young come and get some, skinning the children for a war drum putting food on the table selling bombs and guns, it's quicker and easier to eat your young haven't you heard? the circus is back in town, complete with all kinds of shows and entertainers! new performers line their ranks…

"So? It's not like that means you can't bond with them. Even if you hardly know each other, do you know me that much better?", Gin asked, certainly questioning this guy and his motives. Perhaps he was too harsh on Kosuke, or on that little blubber on hope inside of this man that, all things considered, didn't deserve to be squashed. And yet, what was he to do? Gin wasn't going to entertain stupidity from anyone and he couldn't, no, wouldn't accept a no for an answer in moments like these, crucia…

Scrambled like an egg and mixed together with milk - didn't it feel like that? Neither Otoha or Mikuni could say; currently, they were one and the same and not similar at all. Clearly, they were struggling to get adjusted and trying to keep their body coordinated, but every single time that they thought about even the slightest bit of movement, something in them jerked back and they sighed. This mixed state of mind was a disgusting one, and worse yet, neither of them could admit to the fact that…

"But aren't you their son, sort of? Maybe they want you to accompany them and you just don't notice it, you know?", Gin proposed and thought about it. Those two chattered a lot, especially with someone like him who revealed that he came from upstairs and was, in fact, a friend of Kosukes - no wonder they wanted him to have a few more things which he politely declined. Were they happy that this guy had found a friend? Or maybe they were rather caring individuals, ones that couldn't help themselve…

Aufgeben war eine Option, der er sich früher oder später wieder stellen müsste. All seine Handlungen oblagen seiner eigenen Entscheidung, das wusste Akihisa, und auch, wenn jemand wie Hideyoshi ihm versicherte, dass ihm nichts widerfahren würde, so glaubte er nicht so recht daran, dass er eben jenem Mann vertrauen konnte. Eine weitere Wahrscheinlichkeit seiner eigenen Vergänglichkeit war nun einmal, dass er in seinem nicht damit rechnete, dass er jemals auch nur wieder einen Augenblick lang mit …

To Gin, nothing seemed out of the ordinary, ever. Was that why Rokuro called him shallow? He wasn't so sure. Everything and anything that happened in his life probably had a purpose, worse yet, it definitely happened for a reason. That was why, naturally, he could no longer ignore himself and all the feelings he sometimes felt. Did he even want to date Kosuke? They didn't even know one another all that well, and yet, if he ventured forward into a relationship like that, he figured, maybe he'd fi…

Was it that much of a sin to imagine a yakuza underling baking? Apparently, because Gin stopped slurping at his noodles to giggle about it like an idiot - Kosuke took it all way to literal and Gin sighed about it. This guy would never really learn, would he? Of course not. There was no incentive for him to worry about, at least not in that way, and he had to admit, as sweet as it was to imagine that, he couldn't help but wonder if the ravenhaired man wasn't right about his assumptions. "I can ba…

"Yes, but you also know that I like teasing you.", Gin chuckled. He meant it. Kosuke was someone that was already getting near and dear to him, even after so little time had passed. Did it matter, though? No. The two of them were already connected with one another, they had been for a while, and there was nothing, absolutely no single thing, that he could do about that - even if he wanted to, Gin couldn't sever that connection anymore and as he sat down again, he leaned onto Kosukes shoulder for…