lostcarnival | ⇨ CHANCE OF A LIFETIME

Who: The Ringmaster and possibly YOU.
When: Day 55 - 57
Where: Carnival grounds.
What: The Ringmaster is mortal now, or something, and it's possible to kill her? But, the real question is... will you? This post can be used for actual murder attempts, but also anybody who really wants to talk to her while she's doing this. (Murders take threading priority, of course.)
Warnings: Possible murder, I suppose.

GAME'S ON↴

So, apparently the Ringmaster is mortal now. Or, at least, that's what she says. It may seem like some kind of trick - but on the other hand, she has also sworn this to be true in a way that those more familiar with fae would realize makes lying impossible. Even in general, fae are not inclined to lying and the Ringmaster does not have a history of it.

After her announcement on the radio, she can be found around the carnival, no longer an enormous sea serpent mer, but instead back to her normal human form. She doesn't have a mer tail either, at the moment - instead she just walks on the sand as if there is no water, her thin dress and hair the only think disrupted by its flow. She will not hide from anyone wanting to take a closer look, nor will she threaten people away from taking action against her. For the most part she will just keep acting like she usually does, without the flashy gimmicks, still expecting the same levels of respect.

Why, though, is the question? Why is she not capable of accessing her magic, and why is she telling everyone about it like it's no big deal? It's as if she's trying to play some kind of game - but the suspiciousness of it all may not be enough to put all all opportunists. Believe it or not, the Ringmaster's life may actually be in the worker's hands.

Characters may work to protect her if they wish, but she will not directly order them to. Characters may also, if they choose, actually kill her. This is a real possibility, and something that there are plot plans for if anyone dares make the move - it won't get rid of her forever, but it will affect the upcoming plot in significant ways. Also, obviously, it will affect your character's life, and the lives of those around them.

One thing we can promise is that the Ringmaster will not strike back against her murderer when she inevitably comes back somehow. Of course, whatever other consequences may come from the choices they make are yet to be seen...

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The Ringmaster is sitting at her desk, underwater, as if buoyancy is not a problem for her. She is scribbling on some papers, and upon closer inspection it would appear that she is doing art. It's hard to tell how good it is from a distance, though.

She looks up when Greg arrives as if mildly surprised.

"Hello, Greg Universe," she says, leisurely. "I suppose it was foolish to think your offer might be an empty one."

There's a lot of ways for him to take that. He rubs at his neck, eyeing her.

"Should I not have...? I mean, I just wanted to make sure you were doing okay, but I can come back another time if you..." The art catches his eye, and he perks a little. "Oh. What're you...?"

"I didn't mean that in a bad way," she clarifies, noticing his awkwardness. She leans back in her chair, presenting herself as a little bit more available. Though it takes her a moment to realize what he's looking at.

"Oh! It's... art," she explains, like she's forgotten the more specific work for what she's doing. It looks like she's been doing some miscellaneous doodling in a book with her pen.

It's not very good.

He swims over, intrigued. After a moment of looking over the doodles, he smiles.

"Huh. You know, I'm surprised. For how creative the carnival gets, I never figured you much into art."

It may not be good, but she's calling it art, so that's what it is.

"No," she agrees, "I usually hire others to do that sort of work for me. I find it interesting, however..."

Of course, when you're someone like the Ringmaster, it's hard to spend a lot of focus on something that you aren't naturally good at.

"I've been finding myself bored with the current situation, and so I've been lending some attention to things... beyond my primary focuses."

If you squint, it may be possible to recognize some of the doodles as people from the carnival. Her style isn't so much childish as it is just messy and uncontrolled.

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"Can never go wrong with learning a little art." He traces a finger above the doodles, trying to place who's who. "Always my go-to if I want to get something out."

He considers, for a second. "I guess magic usually lets you express yourself in plenty of ways already."

"Yes," she says. "I am much better at transfiguration than I am at pen and paper. Paper is a bemusingly limited medium with which to transfer one's thoughts to... I find it much easier to shape real things."

On the bright side, she seems incapable of being ashamed of whats he's done here, even if she isn't as glowingly proud of it as she is most of her achievements. The current page has a doodle of Mari (you can tell because all of the eyes), a skeleton dog (possibly one of Sans's pets, or his beast transformation, it's unclear), Yukine in her clam shell, and something that might be Sora, though it's sort of hard to tell. There are some other people who are much more indistinct.

"You are an artist, then? Beyond your music?"

"No kidding." There's some sarcasm there, but he certainly can't fault her for preferring her usual talents. He just wishes she wouldn't use it on living things. "You ever try sculpture?"

He quits hovering over her notebook, drifting back from the desk a little and tucking his arms behind his head. Should he sit in a chair? It feels weird floating around while she's on the ground like normal.

"Just for the fun of it. Didn't get into it as much until after I stopped touring, but a friend taught me. Got a lot of good album cover ideas sketched up."

Sitting with a walrus tail seems awkward, so she doesn't even think to offer something. That and because she can be a little socially oblivious in general. She turns her chair to face him, though.

"I sculpted the land of the carnival, as a matter of fact!" she says, that part being something she is evidently proud of. "It is subject to my will as part of my realm." Just like you, Greg!

Just like him. Greg's not super sure how he feels about him and his family being her latest art project. "I was thinking more like pottery, but I guess that wouldn't be as exciting."

Well, that just makes it down so impersonal. Not that she even notices any discomfort he shows at that idea.

"No," she says. "But I'm usually more interested in seeing what you mortals can do, anyway."

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