Baalim: ….do I even want to know.
Baalim: ….do I even want to know.
Things were still being set up on the circus grounds. Loyal figured with the end of the year fast approaching, it would be too late to try and implement his circus. Luckily, his shop was year round, which meant that he could at least keep some form of income during the off seasons. It seemed like, even with the newer schedule, the ringmaster was still a fairly busy man.
Currently he was speaking with Cordis, Ecarte, and Gunpowder inside a newly set up elongated tent which would lead to a smaller ‘big top’. This would be the location of the newly incorporated sideshow.
"Now, is everything understood? Cordis is the master of the sideshow, so he has the final say in what acts stay and what goes. And of course, Cordis, if you have any questions or require any guidance, you may come to me, yes?" asked the ringmaster with a grin.
"Yeah, I got it…" said Cordis, looking away. He was still trying to take in all the new responsibility. It was a bit exciting, knowing that Loyal was trusting him with much more, but it was still very daunting.
"One question, why is he in charge? He’s a kid compared to me an’ Ecarte," said Gunpowder.
"Are you questioning my judgement, monsieur?” asked Loyal, quirking an eyebrow at the daredevil.
"Er, well…just sayin’. We’ve been here longer than he has." Despite his muscular form, it didn’t seem like Gunpowder wanted to challenge the ringmaster.
Loyal glared up at him for a moment before addressing all of them. “The reason I put Cordis in charge is because he is the most knowledgeable of human fears out of the three of you. Your job in the sideshow is simply to shock and amaze audiences. Ecarte’s illusions help most with the atmosphere and visual effects. Gunpowder’s stunts provide jaw-dropping feats that will leave guests in awe and wonder. And of course…Cordis will be showing off the limitations of the human body…” He glanced over at Cordis with a grin. “…in whatever way he sees fit.”
The young man couldn’t help but smile a bit. Getting the ringmaster’s blessing to do whatever act he felt would be best was one of the best feelings he had experienced in a long time.
"Now, Cordis, to start you off, in case you need something to spark your inspiration, I developed a tentative list of things your show can provide. If you wish to make any changes, feel free to. Just be sure to run the final product by me, yes?" he asked, handing the freakshow a rolled up piece of paper.
Cordis nodded at that before looking over at the others. He had a feeling it wouldn’t be easy telling others what to do, especially since they were his senior. However, Ecarte didn’t seem to mind having Cordis as a sort of secondary boss.
"Why don’t we go over the list together?" the illusionist offered. With an accepting nod from Cordis, the two began to make their way deeper into the tent so that they could go about their business.
Show time was about to begin. The troupe were all in their places in the small adjacent tent, just behind a curtain. They had been practicing for the few weeks they had, but they had finally believed that they were ready to put on their first show without the ringmaster. While everyone was still entering the tent, the ghostly ringmaster went over by his shop to see if his target wheel was still there. Luckily for him, it was. He remembered Jack saying that he wanted to make use of it when he appeared, so he wanted to be sure that he could set it up just in time. “…so this is what it feels like to be a stagehand…” he murmured to himself, making sure to keep out of sight of anyone.
my girlfriend thinks that everything my muse does is really ME doing it.
i’m trying to prove to her that there’s a whole community of us who recognize the huge, huge difference between mun and muse. please help me prove her wrong!
veronica was trying to draw loyal again but she was having trouble getting his hair right
so she asked me to do it. this is the inked version of it. after i took this photo i did a light sketch of his eyes so she could see the difference between them
see what happened when i actually give a shit?
told you my art is better on paper
KEEP IT TOGETHER
even when you FALL APART