Wrong In the Right Ways {FreakShow RP}

[Serena]

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[.:dragonfly:.]

{{Thanks, I'm dieing to start this rp so we'll get started in about half hour i guess. Hopefully a couple more people will join.}}

[.:dragonfly:.]

{{eh we might aswell start.}}

'meoww mreoww'
Yowled the overweight tabby cat as she launched herself on to her masters bed. The fat cat procceded to mew and purr loudly in at the man as she rubbed her large head affectionatly over his hand desperate to be petted. "Shut up you stupid fuzzball." Zane groaned as he half heartedly swatted the feline away. The cat, unfazed by his attemts to get her away jumped on her sleeping masters face and ran her sandpaper like tounge down his cheek. Zanes sat up this a fursterated sigh and flung the cat off the bed. They exchanged a breif look of hatered before the pround fat tabby paddedout of the trailer her head held high.

Zane after a failed attemp to get back asleep rolled out of his bed and opened the blinds on his window. He scowled at the grey clouds that loomed over head, looked like it was going to rain soon. He shruged and though on a clean (well clean-ish) outfit that consited of black jeans and a red t-shirt. Dispite his outgoing slightly insane personality he dressed normal enough. He checked his appreance in the mirror after washing his face, not bothering to shave even though he has getting abit struffly looking. Zane quickly pulled his shoulder length dull brown hair into a sloppy ponytail where acouple stands of unruley hair fell out to frame his face before heading out the door.

They had quite a nice little set up going the residents trailers and carvans off to the side and there cicrus like tent in the middle of the grounds where they preformed. A couple other smaller tents where off to the side. One of witch was used as a kitchen. Thats where Zane was headed. Once inside he truned on the coffee maker; he was one of those people that wheren't truly awake untill the had their caffine. He then sat down at one ofthe tables awaiting the arrival of everyone else.

[•Bliss•]

•Alyssa Crystal•
{{Lissi}}
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Lissi woke up with bleary eyes. Lissi yawned and slid out of bed. Rubbing her eyes, Lissi quickly changed. Lissi wore a normal outfit consisting of a tightly-fit black top, black skinny jeans, and tattered black ballet flats. She quickly brushed her messy hair, not even bothering to put it in the usual sloppy bun. Lissi walked out of her own trailer and watched as a rather fat tabby cat walked by. She smiled inwardly at the sight of it. Lissi always loved animals, and the mere sight of a cat brightened up her day. As Lissi finally tore her eyes away from the cat, she scanned the area. Well, I guess this is my home. she thought and walked into the kitchen tent. As she did, she saw Zane. "Hi Zane." Lissi said sleepily. She still hadn't quite woken up yet. Lissi was a lazy person, and she was sleepy most of the time. Which, of course, is one of the reasons why she didn't preform in the circus.

[Serena]

Felix Sergeante

Age:
Twenty-two and a quarter.

Gender:
Very much male, yes?

Personality:
Felix has the tendency to come off as very... Negative. He easilly sees the 'bad side' of things, people and situations, and is very likely to point them out.
However, he is not mean. He's very gentle and caring. He's also a bit gullible, and will always blame himself after being talked into something once again.
He's quite self-concious. Not as in looks, but as in behaviour. He doesn't go easy on himself if he has been once again talked into something he didn't want to do in the first place.

He's very observant, this also makes him very quick to notice changes in environment, people's behaviour, and other things. If something has changed, or doesn't act/work according to situation, he'll see it. He can point out one's flaws quickly, and has a knack for making things that stopped working work again.

Being such a 'handy' person, Felix has turned out to be a master at juggling... Yes, juggling. And not just balls, or even knifes, but also items such as chainsaws and heck, even chairs are no match for his quick, stealthy hands and his observant eye.

History:
Felix came from a strict, VERY strict family. One of these families, in which walking bend forward would be beaten out of you.... With a stick. A big stick.
He was always pushed into getting good grades, 'being smart' and bringing a bit of honour to his family. He had no clue where this 'strictness' ever came into existence, but he disliked it with a fiery passion.
At the age of twelve, he just couldn't cope anymore. So, with a backpack filled with his belongings and the clothes on his body he ran away from home.

And for six years, he just disappeared from the map...

Then, when eighteen, he returned. He signed up for army, and was let in at first. However, in two months he had been kicked out again. He was just to... 'different', even if he was disciplined well and had been building up on his physical strength, no one could cope with his never ending criticism and the pointing out of one's flaws.

It was a pure accident he ended up at the Freak show. He was roaming the streets and heard people speak of it. Curiousity had taken him over quickly, and he had gone to take a look.
That's when he knew this would be his true home.
He joined, in hope of finally having a home, and had been content so far.

Sexuality:
Bisexual.

Remarkable is:
That he always wears the cap he wears in the picture. Always. Except when sleeping or anything of the likes, of course. But when he can, he'll wear it.

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{{accepted!))

[•Bliss•]

{{Lissi spoke to Zane...}}

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{{oh...i missed that. }}

Zane sat at the large table his feet kcked up and resting on the table as he leaned back in the chair. In hus hands he had the news paper. His green eyes looked it over and he frowned slightly. The front page story was about the Freak Show and it was nothing good either. Looking up quickly when Lissi walked in Zane got to his feet and tossed the newspaper away, he didn't want to trouble everyone else with the problems they could be facing. Zane poured himself and cup of coffee, he drank it black but not with out a crap load of sugar in it. "Good morning Lissi, how are you this fine morning?" he said his voice not hinting that anything was out of the usual. Zane sat back down and sipped his coffee glancing up at Lissi awaiting for a responce.

[•Bliss•]

Lissi
yawned "Fine, I guess. Just really tired." Lissi replied with a small shrug. She sat down on a chair and sat back, relaxing. Suddenly Lissi remembered the news. "Hey, I know this is kind of weird, but yesterday on the 9:00 news, they were talking about the Freak Show. I didn't get to watch it, but..." Lissi started to say, her sentence trailing on.Lissi fiddled with her hands and looked away, trying to register her own thoughts into her mind.

[Serena]

~Felix Sergeante~

The black-haired man slowly opened his eyes. He had been persistent in trying to fall asleep again, but alas, he was awake. Though not whole-heartedly.
He turned his head and took a few deep breaths before finally pushing himself to roll out of his bed, flopping onto the floor. Even with the cold feel upon his pale chest and belly, he kept lying there for a moment, reluctant to get up.
Once he finally got up, the first thing he went for were his clothes. He put on a pair of simple, blue jeans and a black blouse. He shuffled his feet into his white -well, they were once white- socks and then into his dark-brown, worn shoes.
Last, but of course not least, he put the cap on his head, not bothering to sort the mess on his head that only barely qualified as 'hair' to most.

Slowly and only half-heartedly he left his trailer, taking a good glance around.
Ugh, morning... He hated getting up.
He slowly walked out of the trailer, softly closing it behind him, and taking another look around. Well, at least all seemed still calm. Slowly he picked up a small pace as he thought of where to go.
Well, he was hungry... The kitchen tent would be a good idea.