Performance and Dreamcatchers

[pipers_son]

Who: Joker, those working entertainment, and whoever wants to do fun arts and crafts
When: The day after the orientation, and then after the ringmaster's announcement
Where: The Big Tent and one of the side stages, respectively
What: Joker gets his performing ducks all in a row, and then does an arts and crafts corner. As you do. Mingle log!

At around ten in the morning, as he told a few other workers and anyone who'd been listening in on the walkie talkies, Joker starts to radio in those who are working under him to meet up in the big top. Hope you had breakfast and not a hangover! Of course, for anyone who tries not to attend, Joker will cheerfully hunt them down and bother them into going.

Sorry, mandatory, you know how it is.

It's later in the day, after the ringleaders' own announcement, that eventually Joker makes another of himself, this time to the general channel. It's an invitation to one of the side stages to make dreamcatchers together, for anyone who still craves company or simply doesn't know what the hell a dreamcatcher even is. Along with that, Joker has taken it upon himself to make sure signs advertising this are plastered all over the carnival.

He drew them himself. Please appreciate the scribbled stars.

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[motivenotfound]

[Mari stops for a moment, holding the delicate bead between two clawed, pink-scaled fingers, reading his expression before deciding, ultimately, that she didn't feel like giving it back.]

...wow. Pretty rude!

Anyway, you say they're for everyone, but if you're not gonna use them for dreamcatchers, you don't count! You're losing this bead for the greater good.

[If Alois had just asked, Mari could have told him that you don't look like she does without an awful lot of work. An awful lot of magic. Maybe not even alteration magic, but that's what she finds most interesting--the fabric of a body, the material of thought.

But, you know what they say: you don't make an omelette without cracking a few eggs.

Or growing a few eyes, maybe.

[faking]

Who says I'm not using them for dreamcatchers? No one told me I had to do it a certain way! ["The greater good" is total bullshit, in his opinion, and it just makes his mood worse. Despite how he cringes away from her eyes and scales, he's scowling, wrinkling his nose.] It's inspiration. Perhaps I work in a specific manner. As if you know what you're doing, either.