I was worried about what the people would say to me about my symbols on my hands, not my workers. But my customers. And what would I do about them not knowing any English. It's not like I could've put on the flyer saying, "hey, I need everyone to know some kind of English." Pshh, that would just drive away customers, people who are willing to pay to see a live performance. And might even be willing to give up their souls.
So, as I'm sitting at my wardrobe picking out a white and glittery one piece with silver stiletto boots, I decide to put my hair into a high ponytail and put grey streaks into the roots of my hair. And then for my eye shadow, I grabbed a nearby palette and got to work, first putting on the eyeliner, the mascara, and the grey and glittery eye shadow. To spice it up, I grab some liquid eye liner in a nearby bag and make wings next to my eye.
Now what would make this outfit even better? Earrings!
Damnit, if only I had some. And besides, my ears aren't even pierced. So what would be the point? Damn it all to hell.
I get off my seat and make my way to the mouth of the clown, the entrance. And there they stood, at least two hundred people stood there with money for a ticket. Yen. I didn't come prepared for this, and where was my trusty handyman/crewmate Chi?
"It's okay, I'm coming!" He yelled, as he had a large money box, and with each step, something was jangling inside it. Could it be extra currency?
"Thank you, if only I had another Chi around, I don't know if anyone else here except you knows Japanese." I whispered into his ear, and he laughed in my face, tears pinching his eyes. "Ma'am where have you been? While you were in your tent, I taught everyone else the basics of Japanese, they're somewhat prepared for conversation, sadly the artists I can't say the same. And the mimes would be excluded since they can't talk." He chirped as he stood at a wooden fold-up table and place the box on top of it. I think he said something about we were open and ready for the show.
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Monsters are real
HorrorAbbey QuillenStan, a twenty-four year old who has wings and the ability to fly, multiple types of powers, you get it. She owns a circus called Allora's Ring-Around Circus, it's been in the family for several million years. It's not your average circ...
