Cirque du Personnages ((Open and Accepting))
 

Prologue

You walk down a long path thought an old and rather spooky woods. Its light out but the trees branches tangle and wind around each other, making a mangled net in the canopy that not even the sun could penetrate. Needless to say your having second thoughts about taking this road. But suddenly you see light at the end of this Erie tunnel. Now you can see long abandoned tailors and houses lining the pathway, their old bodies covered with vegetation and mold.
Continuing on you finally see a clearing at the end and to your surprise, a gigantic arrangement of tents, each one larger and brighter than the next. Its a completely different look from the path. Its freshly mowed and the grass is green and lush. To one side you see a pen of animals, camels and majestic and powerful horses, you even see a few elephants picking at the grass lazily.
There's no doubt that this is the Circus. But strangely no one seems to be here. There's no one even manning the ticket booth. Then slowly you pull out the Help Wanted add and look at the picture on the front.
This is the place alright...

((Yay for unnecessary intro!! Haha I'm such a dork))

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Henri Jean Bontecou
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Stage Name: Monsieur Rosemary (after his mother)

Age: 26

Sex: Male

Race: Probably human

Talents/Powers: He can do contortion, but hes rusty at it, some mild acrobatic tricks and he appears to have the ability of telekinesis but that could all just be smoke and mirrors. No ones really sure.

Appearance: [Told you he was slutty]

Job: The lovely ring leader and owner of Cirque du Personnages. He also helps train the contortionists and acrobats.

Personality: Kind of a slut. At his best he’s kind and understanding at worst, manipulative and rather insane.

Bio:
Henri grew up in a circus family. His mother, Rosemary, was the resident acrobat for the circus and his father ran the show back then. Henri and his brother Travis where trained at a very young age to follow in their parents footsteps and take on the family business when it came time. Both he and his brother learned the ropes fairly quickly and soon had their own act as the “Twisted Twins”. Henri wasn’t fond of sharing the spotlight with his brother, but he tolerated it for the time being. As he got older he started to experiment with other acts like Lion Taming and Fire breathing. He failed miserably at both. So he turned his attention to the guests, particularly the female ones and would show them his own little tricks in private every night. A few years later, people were not at all surprised when he suddenly appeared with a small child that he claimed to be taking on as an ‘apprentice.’ It fooled no one, seeing as the boy was an infant when he took him in. But even a child could not put an end to his backstage shenanigans. It took his parents to do that.
One night his mother was trying out the new human cannon ball act and in a horrible miscalculation on the aim, missed the net entirely. His father took his own life soon after that.
Still grieving, Henri and his brother had to decide whether or not to keep the Circus gong or let it die. Ultimately Henri decided to keep it going, having known no other life but a circus life, while Laurent abandoned it entirely and headed off to see the world. No one has seen him in many years. This didn’t dampen his spirits too much though, as he leapt into his position as ringleader and owner with enthusiasm. But many of the other acts left the Circus after his parents deaths, only loyal to his father and not to the new greenhorn son left in charge.


Maurice Travis Bontecou
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Stage name: He hasnt thought of one yet

Age: 9

Sex: Male

Race: Probably half human, half elf, but no one really knows

Talents/Powers: Hes very flexible, performs small amounts of magic which are usually earth based, can read minds

Appearance: [I bet this is how he watches TV]

Job: Contortionist and Magician

Personality: Maurice is a loving little boy. Hes usually very quiet and doesn't like large crowds. Hes not very social because he hasnt really had a chance to meet anyone else his age in a very long time, but when he talks hes very refined and quiet. He does perk up a little as it gets later or he has sugar, but generally he holds himself back.

Bio: Not much is known about how little Maurice came to be. Most people assume that he is Henri's son but that has never been proved or disproved, mostly because people are too afraid to ask. He doesn't ever refer to Henri as his father and in fact calls him 'sir' whenever he addresses him.
Maurice grew up in the Circus much like his mentor and was trained at an early age to bend his body in amazing ways. He started his first act when he was five years old by his own decision and failed miserably on account of a bout of horrible stage fright. He persevered though and by the next month he was a hit with the little crowd that actually came to watch him. After a while he found himself enjoying it to some degree but it wasn't something that occupied his time too much. By about seven he could do whatever he wanted with his body, and it became so easy that he became bored with it and started to try some magic and found that he was not only fun but he was amazing at it! And because of his powers and ability to fit into extremely small spaces he had more room to experiment with his tricks.


Taylor Leanne Fallor
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Age: 17

Sex: Female

Race: Half human, half Vilia

Talents/Powers: Looking good in pink and leather, She is irresistible to most men, shes awesome at Sudoku

Appearance: [Sparkly]

Job: Any odd job Henri puts her up to

Personality: Shes not as girly as she looks, though she has quite an obsession with pink. In reality shes actually a bit of a tomboy. Shes kind of the camp counselor for the entire Circus, if anythings bugging you, you can tell her and shell never speak a word of it. She loves to give advice too, though she can over do it most of the time.

Bio: Taylor is Henri's cousin come to stay for the summer. She comes to the Circus every year without fail to stay the summer and help out. When she was young she couldn't wait to come to the Circus. She was young, everything was so magical and amazing that she didnt even care that she had to help out with all the manual labor around the place. It was hard but as long as she could watch the acts, she didnt care. She also loved coming because of her cousin. In her youth she had been infatuated with Henri and was convinced that they were going to grow up and get married. As she got older she lost this very quickly after she realized how disgusting that would have been for so many reasons.
When her aunt and uncle died everything changed. Everything just seemed to die out in her once beloved summer home. She came up almost every weekend to see her family and watch the Circus slowly rot away. It saddened her, so much so that she didn't come to see them that summer. But she returned the next, and the next and the next until this year. This year she is just about ready to go to collage, graduating a year early because of her grades. But she wants to spend one last summer in her childhood dream land.




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Ivan was inside the ring with all the lions just lounging about since nothing interesting was going on. he was a odd sight to see, a little boy with cat ears surrounded by big lions that looked as if they could eat him. But they would never eat him since they thought that he was there brother and in a way he sort of was. He sighed contently as he layed on the back on the bakc of the head lion. His name was Sam in the human language but in cat speak it was to hard for regular humans to say.
Ivan was glad that nothing was going on today and that no humans where around. Usually when people saw him with the lions they yelled and screamed saying that they needed to help the boy and get him away from the animals. but then they would see the ears and stop. He then felt one of the younger lions get up and move out of the tent to go get some food or soemthing. He hoped that the little one wouldn't get in trouble.

It was a lazy day for just about everyone. They didnt have anything to do with so little acts around. No one would show up. That was for sure. So it was easy to see why Maurice was bored. He was just sitting there on his stomach flipping a deck of cards though his hands and sighing at how ungodly boring it was. To him this was normal, a hot day with nothing to do and no TV reception again, but to anyone looking in it would be rather odd. Not because the boy had nothing to do, but because of what he referred to as 'sitting'. It wasn't really sitting at all because his butt did not come in contact with the floor at all. Instead it was twisted around, bending his back upwards so that his feet fell on the floor as he rested his arms on his thighs as if they where the sides of a comfy lazy boy chair. Needless to say, it was not normal to most people.
Maurice shuffled the deck again and pulled out a card. He flipped it over and sighed. It was the Eight of Hearts. Again. He had been getting that card all day today. It was starting to get annoying. He figured it meant something. In fact he was sure it did. He just didnt know what.
With a little sigh he sat the cards down and unwound himself from his relaxing position. After stretching a bit, he made his way out to the ring. He stopped and sunk back a little. He hadnt expected anyone to be there.
"Hi Ivan..." Maurice said fiddling with the card in his hands, making sure not to get too close to the lions.

Ivan looked up to see Maurice at the enternce. The purring that he had been doing from teh pleasure of doing nothing ended and he stayed alert. "hey" he said as he layed his head back on the head lions back. He then let out a small car meow and the lion moved so that Ivan slid off of his back. Ivan slid off and onto his feet. Then looked at Maurice and saw how he fiddled with his cards. "you dont have to be nervous about being near sam and the others, they won't hurt you" he said softly and it almost sounded like more cat meows. As he talked the other lion came back inside and stood next to Maurice with a bird inbetween his teeth that he had just cought. He didn't looks menacing but that was only in the eyes of Ivan since he had been around cats all of his life. the young lions, whos name was Even, looked at Maurice and tryed to smiled aorund the bird that was in his mouth.

Maurice gave the tiniest of smiles but even that looked fearful and very much forced. He crept a bit closer to them but didnt seem too thrilled to do so. He had been around big cats all his life, he liked to believe that they didnt bother him, but to be honest most animals bothered him a great deal. Even the vaulting horses made him nervous.
"Hi kitty..." he said and looked at him straight in the eye. Then, stupidly, he looked down at the bird. He tilted his head ever so slightly to look at it beter, his green eyes locked on it. And then he nearly lost his lunch.
"Um...its...its still alive..." he said, pointing to the bird. It was one of the dove chicks that had made a home on their roof. They weren't really doves though, they were mixes of dove and pigeon. They didnt usually cage the birds and some times they flew away and the stupid things brought back mates. And thus they made mutant babies. But they were still cute. This one was all bloodied and mangled up, its little punctured chest fluttering frantically and its eyes looked dim and filled with pain.

Even made a movement that looked like a shrug and walked back over to the other young lions to show them his prize. Ivan sighed and walked over to Maurice "he dosen't care, he is just hungery and wanted to have some fun while he hunted." he said softly and looked back at the others. Some of the young lions where starting to argue over who gets to eat part of the bird and where fighting. Ivan growled and let out a roar that made them stop. He then turned back to Moaurice "they get so annoying sometimes." he said as he looked at him.

"I would imagine...I dont get why they play with their food...Its mean...i mean...that poor little birdie. Cant they just kill it?" he asked and bowed his head to hide that his eyes were staring to become foggy. He didn't get why they had to be so evil to the things they killed. Dying was hard enough without the trouble of torture. It just didn't make any seance. He was only eight, he didn't understand that it was their nature and how it could be their nature to do so. So he hated the cats sometimes. Someday Karma would get the lions for being so bad. He knew it.

Ivan sighed "they could but what fun would that be?" he asked as he looked at him. Ivan had spend so much time with the lions that sometimes he would forget that he is part human. So he knew that the reason they did this was to waist time. "I mean they have to find ways to have fun other they train for there preformances and run around. So they think it is fun to play with there food. But if they where wild it would be a whole different story." he said as he looked back at the lions and thought about how nice it would be if they where wild.

Laughter sounded behind the two as someone seemed flip from a high perch, landing almost silently beside Maurice.
"Ivan's right Maurice. Besides, in this world it's eat or be eaten. If it cheers you up a little, that bird will help keep the lion alive, and it's natural anyway, why bother changing the natural order?" A musical sounding voice came from the seventeen year old Half human, Half fey. To any stranger, Cassiel looked completely normal, well, other than his sharp, golden eyes. "Other than admiring the lions though, what are you two doing?" He asked, tilting his head slightly to one side. Cassiel enjoyed being here, but on days like this, life did seem rather boring. He would occasionally wonder what it would have been like to just keep travelling.

Maurice's bowed his head and looked away from Cassiel. He didnt want to argue with him he was much bigger than him and scary at that. In Mori's mind, Cassiel was mean. He wasnt of course, but Maurice thought that he was picking on him by saying such a thing about the bird.
"Its not fair for the bird..." He muttered, more to himself than anyone else. Shifting closer to Ivan he fiddled again with the card in his hands, keeping his eyes firmly planted on the ring floor. Suddenly he was regretting leaving his room all together. At least his room didnt have evil lions.

Looking down at the boy, he couldn't help the feeling of regret. Damn him and his human side, that was what the Fey in him yelled. Smiling slightly, he held out one arm and closed his eyes briefly. A soft image flickered into his mind, and when he finally opened his eyes again, two butteflies of autumn reds and golds fluttered around each other, just above his hand. They made their way to Maurice, dancing around his head for a few seconds then climbed higher into the air. Once they were out of sight, the pair vanished.
"Let's go outside, I'm sure there'll be something to do other than standing around."

Maurice looked up at the butterflies with wonder in his eyes. In his mind he tryed to work out how exactly he had managed to pull the trick off. It seemed to be a good magic trick and excitement bubbled up inside of him as he thought out how he could imitate this feat. It didnt occur to him that it was not a trick at all but the talents of the Fey. Still he was consumed by the idea as he looked back to the older boy.
"Alright..." he said quietly and followed him sheepishly. Before he left the tent he looked back one last time at Ivan and the lions. The bird was dead now and he was glad. He couldnt help but let out a little whimper for the fallen bird, but he was glad it was dead. Living in pain was no fate for any creature.

Ivan watched them go and wasn't sure if he should follow them. He usually tryed to stay inside and away from humans seeing him. He was still afraid that they might try to hurt him and his new lion family. One of the older girl lions, Sarra, came over to him and looked at him. "I dont want to" he siad since sarra was silently telling him to go with them. Sarra nugged him with her head and ivan sighed "fine but you come with me" he said since Sarra treated him like a brother. Sarra nodded and Ivan climbed onto her back. Sarra then walked after the two boys silently. Then Ivan roared back to the other lions that Sam was incharge and that no one should go outside till he gets back.

Maurice cringed slightly at Ivans roar. He wasnt too sure he liked being followed by the lions. He knew Ivan wouldn't let them hurt him of course, but his instincts still made him a bit nervous to be followed by such a large carnivore. After all, even a young lion could pop his scull like a cherry if it really wanted to. So he paid special attention to keep as far ahead of the beast as humanly possible. He even shuffled a little closer to Cassiel, feeling a little bit more comfortable knowing he wasnt the only one being followed.
Picking up the pace a bit, Maurice made his way out into the courtyard and looked around. It was a nice day, sunny, a little warm. He turned his gaze to the animal pens. The camels were laying down under the large oak tree with the horses to get away from the sun and insects that plagued them while chewing away at some form of food, the elephants grazed freely outside the pen, the trees to thick and large for their huge bodies to go through. It was a usual day for them.
Suddenly everything started to perk up as a big black truck rounded the side of the pen, exiting the animals. The truck was old, banged up, noisy and covered in a thin coat of yellow pollen. But it still worked like a trooper, that was all it needed to do. After a moment the truck stopped and parked itself next to the horse stalls, the horses emediately going into their own pen and calling impatiently for their breakfast. The beaten up truck door opened and a skinny blond hopped out. She went to the back and picked up a bag of feed before scooping the grain into the stall bins. The horses munched at their food like they hadnt eaten in days. Taylor just smiled and turned back to the truck, suddenly noticing that she was not the only one there.
"Hello there boys," She chuckled in her velvety voice. Setting the feed bag down she walked over to them, her hips swaying perfectly as she made her way over. She was gorgeous, and not even trying. She was waring a simple black tank top, a pair of dusty old jeans and brown work boots. It was in no way a frivolous or sexy outfit, but she made it look very enticing. She wasnt trying to after all, because she was half Vilia she could make men stop in her tracks even if she was the most disgusting looking thing in the world, and she was in no way ugly, which didnt help much.
"What are you up to?" She said with a warm smile.

Ivan his behing sarras big head since he wasn't to sure about being near Taylor. She was nice and all but she smelled to human for him. Sarra looked back at him and licked his face so that he would sit up and let Taylor see him. Ivan laughed slightly when she did and sat up. "nothing much since there is nothing to do" he said softly and his blond little cat ears twiched slightly. He scratched Sarra on the head happly but showed no sighs of coming off of the lion anytime soon.

Taylor looked at Ivan disbelievingly and placed her hands on her hips.
"Your honestly going to tell me that your in the middle of a circus and you have nothing to do?" She asked.
"Yes" Maurice muttered. Taylor looked down at him for a moment before smiling and ruffling his messy red hair affectionately. Maurice chuckled a little and looked down at the ground again.
"There's stuff to do. Trust me. And if you cant find something you can clean the elephant barn out. We cant have them laying in their own waist all night can we?" She said with a little smirk.

Ivan covered his nose at the thought of cleaning the elephant barn out. It usually stunk in there and it burned his nose all the time so he really didn't want to. "no way am I going to go clean that." he said as he looked at Taylor. Sarra even nodded agreeing with Ivan. "come on sarra lets get out of here before they make us go and clean something" he said sarra started to walk towards town. It was getting close to lunch and Ivan wanted something to eat and also go and have some fun in town. This was one way he usually got people to come to the circuse since it wasn't every day that you saw a cat boy on a lions back walking threw town.

Cassiel smirked slightly back at Ivan, glancing down at the lioness he now rode on. He always felt at ease around the other animals. Well, around nature in general. He despised living in cities and other built up areas, the young man always felt claustrophobic around them. Glancing down, he was surprised to see Maurice move slightly closer, and smirked very slightly. The sound of an engine made him look up again to see the black truck arriving with feed for the animals. His eyes tracked the truck, and zeroed in on the figure stepping out. Smirking again he nodded his head slightly in greeting, stepping towards her.
"Hello Taylor, are you alright?" He answered, looking away. Laughing softly at the others, he leant against a tree, listening for a couple of moments. "They're right though Taylor, since everyone up and left, there's nothing to do, and I doubt we're gonna get any audience any time soon...As for the elephants, really? Since when have you seen me doing anything like that?" He asked, eyes sparkling cheekily.

"I know..." She said with a sad expression, "Its horrible really to see this place so bare. But dont let it stop you from actually doing something."
Taylor shook her head and went back to the truck, pulling out another bag of feed. After a moment to get a good grip on the sack, she cut the top open and pored it over the fence, into a large bin that the camels were biting at hungrily. Satisfied that the animals would not starve, she twisted the now almost empty bag up and placed it back into the truck. As she made her way out of the back of the truck she popped her head up over the side almost comically.
"And Cassiel. Trust me, I know you've never cleaned the elephants. Thats my job," She said with an amused little smirk and raised her arms to show off her dirty hands.

He pretended to shudder as he thought about doing something, or rather, doing work.
"What can I do to get more people here? Sure, give them a little taster of what some of us can do, but there's hardly anyone here! Some circus..." He muttered, shrugging slightly. Still watching Taylor, a hint of curiousity had spread into his features, though he did well to hide it from showing clearly. Instead, he attempted to look thoughtful, or worried. Raising an eyebrow in mild amusement, he shuddered at the dirty hands.
"And you enjoy it so much that I wouldn't want to take away such a fun job from you!" He called back with a smirk.

"Never said I enjoyed it just that it was something I had to do," She chuckled and wiped her hands off on the side of a discarded burlap sack. It didnt help much. Looking back up at them she smiled, though it wasnt as cheery as before, much more serious really.
"As far as ideas, dont ask me, I'm just the work girl. But if you have any ideas Cas go for them. Seriously. Because i think that the boss is actually starting to give up on this place. If we dont do something this place is gonna shut down. I dont want to see that, he doesn't want to see that, and I'm sure you two don't want to be out of the job," She said placing her dainty hands on her hips.