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🎠﹐ıllı acrobat﹒ ♡ ʬ﹐performer # ᶻz﹕><﹐🎪 do stars still burn even when broken?┆﹒♡ ✦. ⊹ ˚ . : 💫
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ᴡᴇʟᴄᴏᴍᴇ ᴛᴏ ʜᴜʟʟᴀʙᴀʟᴏᴏ

#IDVRP #OPENRP #HorrorRP
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𝘐𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘥 𝘦𝘧𝘧𝘦𝘤𝘵 𝘥𝘰𝘦𝘴 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳.. 𝘖𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘤𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘦.

𝘓𝘶𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘰 𝘋𝘪𝘳𝘶𝘴𝘦. 𝘈𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳.. 𝘚𝘦𝘳𝘷𝘪𝘤𝘦? 𝘕𝘰. 𝘈𝘵 𝘣𝘰𝘵𝘩 𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘴, 𝘱𝘪𝘤𝘤𝘰𝘭𝘰 𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘳𝘦.

𝘐 𝘢𝘪𝘮 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘱, 𝘢𝘧𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘭𝘭.

𝘛𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘭𝘪𝘻𝘢𝘳𝘥 𝘮𝘢𝘯.

|| #SFWrp || #NSFWrp || #MultiverseRP || #IdentityVRP || #IDVRP || || #MVRP ||
April 19, 2025 at 8:18 PM
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𝐑𝐨𝐥𝐞𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲 𝐀𝐜𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭 | 𝐈𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐭𝐲 𝐕
April 19, 2025 at 6:19 AM
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𝐑𝐨𝐥𝐞𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲 𝐀𝐜𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭 | 𝐅𝐞𝐚𝐫 & 𝐇𝐮𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫
January 12, 2025 at 6:57 PM
mike felt a little bit bad trying to salvage the situation with a bright smile, he waddled past the hermit to make some popcorn which was a comfort for him. he’d admit the taller male had an energy to him.
the tall hermit stood staring at the pot as it brewed, letting it cook until it was done. when the steam was visible and moving the pot, moving to take it off and set it aside while he moved to grab a cup. And pour it out into the cup, he moved to lift the cup to his lips.

He tossed his bombs into the air with a big grin, and started to juggle them only to catch each one, ending it with a polite bow.

“I’m Mike Morton, an acrobat. I apologize it’s been awhile since I’ve had some good practice. My original plan was just to get some food if I’m being honest.”
December 5, 2024 at 6:10 PM
[ 𝗚𝗼𝗼𝗱𝗯𝘆𝗲 ]
💣

when he felt her little button nose, pressed in the the diamond pattern he found himself 𝘴𝘦𝘦𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘦𝘳

leaving an impression on the acrobat knowing all the masks were gone between them both, which led him to hold

[ 𝗡𝗲𝘅𝘁 𝗟𝗶𝗳𝗲 ]
🩰

as soon as she had turned around, hazel orbs fixated forwards towards the acrobat .. for the first time in mikes expression; she was being 𝘴𝘦𝘦𝘯. brows furrowed together as the warmth of salty tears had once more, managed to swell and gloss

...
[ 𝗔𝗰𝗰𝗲𝗽𝘁𝗮𝗻𝗰𝗲 ]
💣

mikes reality was an end, where he’d clear the stage of everything; at first he thought of it as a joke,

but soon it was clear that this pushed his goal even further than anticipated

he recalled his letter; it was a prince on a star in the sky
December 5, 2024 at 5:40 PM
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😌
November 28, 2024 at 9:49 PM

Mike has been scratching at the back of his hand.

Nails digging in deeply, he had the horrifying image of Violetta’s frozen body buried in his mind.

So he thought if he ate something his nerves might stop acting up. But that was easier said than done, walking quickly to the kitchen he
now he stood in the kitchen waiting for his coffee to brew, his hand clutched around his cane and watched carefully, unsure if any other presences lingered in the shadows or around the manor.
November 28, 2024 at 1:47 AM
[ 𝗔𝗰𝗰𝗲𝗽𝘁𝗮𝗻𝗰𝗲 ]
💣

mikes reality was an end, where he’d clear the stage of everything; at first he thought of it as a joke,

but soon it was clear that this pushed his goal even further than anticipated

he recalled his letter; it was a prince on a star in the sky

[ 𝗥𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗮𝗹𝗲𝗱 ]
🩰

truth be told, all she could do was sit there and listen— although her eyes were blown with fear, body trembled uncontrollably by the thoughts coursing through her head, the truth of the matter was . . her fate was already sealed, and although

...

[ 𝗦𝗼𝗹𝗮𝗰𝗲 ]
💣

all that was left was an extinguished flame that went out with a gust of wind, a smile failing to form into the original warmth it once carried

feeling cold, until a new warmth replaced the ice cold feeling. the warmth of another person,
November 27, 2024 at 10:30 PM
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🗡️ ── temp. pin !
sister.. does my story displease you ?
now it is my turn to seek you out .
November 27, 2024 at 7:31 AM
☾⠀ ⠀ׁ ⠀ 🎪 ⠀ 𓈒⠀⠀ ꪆ◌
𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐮𝐞𝐝

his tears dried up, replaced with cinder smudges under his eyes, he floated past the remains of the circus.

was life after death real? he felt so restless the thought didn’t last long while exploring more of the areas remains.
November 26, 2024 at 3:35 PM

[ 𝗦𝗼𝗹𝗮𝗰𝗲 ]
💣

all that was left was an extinguished flame that went out with a gust of wind, a smile failing to form into the original warmth it once carried

feeling cold, until a new warmth replaced the ice cold feeling. the warmth of another person,

[ 𝗦𝘆𝗺𝗽𝗮𝘁𝗵𝘆 ]
🩰

despite debate on her being a selfish, snoddy women, margaretha wasn't this monster that mike had once sought her out to be, though damaged and uneased .. the dancer had a heart— it wasnt hard to notice the struggled smile to stay on mikes

...
[ 𝗥𝗲𝗮𝗹𝗶𝘁𝘆 ]
💣

if a star was to shatter, would it still glow? his balled up fists were no more—

reality had became more clear. mike wasn’t gonna close off his bottled up emotions no more this situation felt like an endless cycle
November 26, 2024 at 2:59 PM
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[ 𝗣𝗿𝗼𝗹𝗼𝗴𝘂𝗲; 𝘙𝘦𝘣𝘪𝘳𝘵𝘩 ]

deafening silence; as if the world had come to a solid stop, contradicting ringing chimes in her ears from the sound of empty

the waters cold touch, slipping around every inch of porcelain skin— dragging her down into the depths of the rivers

...
November 25, 2024 at 1:14 AM

𓈒 💣 ۪ ݁ 𓈒

Mike had felt what’s between them, has been clear. with that came the harshest reality, that it’s not gonna last forever or well.. not in this place anyways. he’s seen so many people, leave his life but closure was near.

“Margaretha—“
@muslcbox.bsky.social
November 24, 2024 at 11:34 PM
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★ཧᜰ꙰ꦿ➢..⛓️✸

ₜₕₑ ⱼₑₛₜₑᵣ, wₕₒ cₐₙₙₒₜ ₗₐᵤgₕ, ₒddₗy ₕₑ wₐggₗₑₛ.
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🆂🅷🅰️🅲🅺🅻🅴🆂

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#IDVRP #HORRORRP #OPENRP

-penned by D.M.
November 24, 2024 at 10:39 PM

: •̩̩͙

I will not recover from this event ever.
November 24, 2024 at 6:31 PM
[ 𝗥𝗲𝗮𝗹𝗶𝘁𝘆 ]
💣

if a star was to shatter, would it still glow? his balled up fists were no more—

reality had became more clear. mike wasn’t gonna close off his bottled up emotions no more this situation felt like an endless cycle

[ 𝗩𝘂𝗹𝗻𝗲𝗿𝗮𝗯𝗹𝗲 ]
🩰

palm slipping away from her forehead, margaretha's head remained lowered as she stared at her loose opened fists on her lap .. there was no point in keeping up this protective barrier around herself anymore— it was life or death

...
[ 𝗥𝗲𝗮𝗹𝗶𝘇𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻 ]
💣

To listen after all he’s done, this was a step he’d not take normally. whatever she had up that sleeve of hers wouldn’t go unnoticed, now wasn’t a time to start pointing fingers again
November 24, 2024 at 6:21 PM
[ 𝗥𝗲𝗮𝗹𝗶𝘇𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻 ]
💣

To listen after all he’s done, this was a step he’d not take normally. whatever she had up that sleeve of hers wouldn’t go unnoticed, now wasn’t a time to start pointing fingers again

[ 𝗦𝗺𝗶𝗹𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗖𝗹𝗼𝘄𝗻 ]
🎪

steady eyes stared straight ahead towards jokers door— fear of the weeping clown being awake and hearing commotion from outside of the hallway; felt like an eternity for mike to open up the door, right leg trembled with a bounce

...

[ 𝗗𝗲𝗻𝗶𝗮𝗹 ]
💣
Fights. Disagreements, little to no evidence to point the killer out. He felt like pulling his blonde locks out of his skull.

His breaths shaky, lying on his bed, directly on his back, staring off at the ceiling.
November 23, 2024 at 11:11 PM

[ 𝗗𝗲𝗻𝗶𝗮𝗹 ]
💣
Fights. Disagreements, little to no evidence to point the killer out. He felt like pulling his blonde locks out of his skull.

His breaths shaky, lying on his bed, directly on his back, staring off at the ceiling.

[ 𝗛𝗼𝗻𝗲𝘀𝘁𝘆 ]
🩰
@hullabalooo.bsky.social

accusations, assumptions— upon arriving to this manor things only seemed to spiral. arguments, paranoia, now dealing with the obvious fact that the true culprit, murderer was amongst the four of them

...
November 23, 2024 at 3:03 PM
☾⠀ ⠀ׁ ⠀ 🎪 ⠀ 𓈒⠀⠀ ꪆ◌
𝐇𝐮𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐛𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐨 𝐞𝐩𝐢𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐮𝐞

Death comes in many ways, shapes and forms. Some in a fiery inferno that burns worse than any heartache know to man. Mike felt his skin boil with blisters, cries of agony, as the flames spread across all over his flesh.
November 23, 2024 at 3:16 AM
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November 22, 2024 at 6:16 AM
𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐮𝐧𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫

His bombs placed in his room as a reminder he is no more. The blonde was far from perfect in life he had harbored regrets, even guilt of his blindness. It was too late when he knew that behind the sparkling stage lights was pain.
November 22, 2024 at 5:43 AM

Processing the grief, his home wasn’t as beautiful as he imagined. Being the sole person to hold in the passing of his loved ones, so dear to his heart.

He remained trapped in the past while tears stained his face.

“My brother hated our home. The others did and I was too blind to see it.”
November 22, 2024 at 1:12 AM
The circus Hullabaloo, once full of life, scorched from a fire and left by an unknown killer. Leaving the place respectfully abandoned.

In the darkness, was two glowing orbs, the man behind it had been watching the woman. He let out an airy giggle, slinking back into the main tent.
@hullabalooo.bsky.social

"This is...a circus?"

Letting out a quiet sigh, the woman put her hands into her pockets and slowly walked further into this uncanny location.

"Surely I've been given misinformation.
A hunted circus, what a joke..."
November 22, 2024 at 1:05 AM
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ֺ ༊彡⬭ 𓈒 ݁ ꒰ 🩰 ꒱ ࣪𓂂 ׅ 𖼐꒱࿐ ִ ۫

𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐠𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐚 𝐙𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐞 || 𝐅𝐞𝐦𝐚𝐥𝐞 𝐃𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐫

“I am not going back. I’m sorry things have to end. This is my performance to exit this nightmare.”

#RP #HorrorRP #IDVrp
November 21, 2024 at 11:50 PM
‧ ִ ۫✭ 🎪 . ° ࣪.

𝐌𝐢𝐧𝐢 𝐇𝐂

Bernard has taught Mike, compassion and care but since his homes been gone. He snaps and is quick to assume, with all his bottled up emotions effecting his way of thinking. Pointing fingers easily, snapping at his companions.
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November 19, 2024 at 12:08 AM