by patience99 » Fri Aug 02, 2019 6:34 am
Krissa/Female/Human/Carnival Grounds
Krissa thanked the gate-guard, heart pounding. She'd never seen a place like this before- it seemed almost mystical, and she couldn't wait to explore it. There were a lot of stalls, although she wasn't quite sure which ones were or weren't open. She noticed a pet store, but she knew her parents wouldn't let her buy a pet without their permission, so she kept walking. Sword-swallowers, fire dancers... this place seemed to have everything, adn yet it was strangely quiet. Krissa loved it. It almost felt haunted, in a way. A tattoo parlor caught her eye, and she decided that she would have to stop by there to get a memento of the trip before she left. A mystical-looking store called 'Salem's Trinkets and Wares' practically radiated adventure, so she walked over to the booth.
"Hello?" She called, looking around to see if she could find the owner. "Anyone here?"
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Xenaria (Xena)/Female/Angel/The Soul Station
Xenaria carefully spread out one wing for the mirror, painstakingly painting each feather a delicate black. She secured her fake horns on her head, hoping that they looked relatively convincing. She'd just recharged underneath the light lamp she'd managed to construct, and pulled a piece of pizza out of her refrigerator. It was time for another day at the Soul Station, pretending to be a demon and trying to find a way out of the Dark Carnival and back to Heaven.
This is the day I finally get out, Xena told herself optimistically, flashing a smile at herself and fluffing up her hair to style it before heading out to open her therapy stall, The Soul Station, for another day at the carnival.