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 ||

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𝐑𝐨𝐥𝐞𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲 𝐀𝐜𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭 | 𝐅𝐞𝐚𝐫 & 𝐇𝐮𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫

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.

[ 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

ㅤ 😌 ㅤ

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

[ 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

︎ 🗡️ ── temp. pin ! sister.. does my story displease you ? now it is my turn to seek you out .

☾⠀ ⠀ׁ ⠀ 🎪 ⠀ 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.

[ 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,

ㅤ [ 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 ... ㅤ

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

★ཧᜰ꙰ꦿ➢..⛓️✸ ₜₕₑ ⱼₑₛₜₑᵣ, wₕₒ cₐₙₙₒₜ ₗₐᵤgₕ, ₒddₗy ₕₑ wₐggₗₑₛ. bₒᵤₙd by ₕᵢₛ ₛₑcᵣₑₜₛ, ₕₑ bᵤᵢₗₜ ₕᵢₛ ₒwₙ 🆂🅷🅰️🅲🅺🅻🅴🆂 ———————————————— #IDVRP #HORRORRP #OPENRP -penned by D.M.

: •̩̩͙ I will not recover from this event ever.

[ 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

[ 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

[ 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.

☾⠀ ⠀ׁ ⠀ 🎪 ⠀ 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.

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.

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.”

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.

ֺ ༊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

‧ ִ ۫✭ 🎪 . ° ࣪. 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. . . .

‧ ִ ۫✭ 🎪 . ° ࣪.⁣ ⁣ 𝐇𝐔𝐋𝐋𝐀𝐁𝐀𝐋𝐎𝐎 𝐇𝐂⁣ ⁣ [Thread below]⁣ ｡･:*:･ﾟ★,｡･:*:･ﾟ☆⁣

‧ ִ ۫✭ 🎪 . ° ࣪. 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃 𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐍𝐒 [Thread below] ｡･:*:･ﾟ★,｡･:*:･ﾟ☆

—— ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ ＨＥＡＤＣＡＮＯＮＳ { thread }

───── ❝ 𝔴𝔬𝔯𝔰𝔥𝔦𝔭 ❞ ───── ᴍᴀʏ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ꜰᴏʀꜱᴀᴋᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ꜰᴏʟʟʏ ᴏꜰ ʜᴜᴍᴀɴ ɴᴀᴛᴜʀᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴄʜᴏᴏꜱᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴀᴘᴘʀᴏᴀᴄʜ ᴛʜᴇ ᴛʀᴜᴛʜ #IDVRP #IdentityVRP #HorrorRP

———————————————— ↳ ❝ [ ᴏɴᴇ ᴍᴜꜱᴛ ᴇɴᴄᴀᴘꜱᴜʟᴀᴛᴇ ᴀʟʟ ] ¡! ❞ ———————————————— #IdentityvRP #IDVRP #HorrorRP

⠀⠀l⠀◟ † ◞ ⠀l ・゜🫀 ゜・ׂ ⩇⩇:⩇⩇ ׅ _ 💨 ᴀ ᴍᴇʀᴄᴇɴᴀʀʏ ᴡʜᴏ ᴡᴏʀᴋꜱ ʙᴇᴛᴛᴇʀ ᴀʟᴏɴᴇ. ʙᴇɪɴɢ ᴀʟʟɪᴇꜱ ᴍᴀʏ ɴᴏᴛ ᴛᴜʀɴ ᴏᴜᴛ ʜᴏᴡ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ɪᴛ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ, ʙᴜᴛ ɪᴛ’ꜱ ᴀ ɢʀᴇᴀᴛᴇʀ ᴄʜᴀɴᴄᴇ ᴀᴛ ꜱᴜʀᴠɪᴠᴀʟ. #idvRp #horrorRP #RP

“When I was little I always found my home to be beautiful. It had a kind of magic to bring others close.” ━╋˖̑͡. 🎡

·˚ ༘🎪♡🍿·˚ ᴡᴇʟᴄᴏᴍᴇ ᴛᴏ ʜᴜʟʟᴀʙᴀʟᴏᴏ #IDVRP #OPENRP #HorrorRP

[ New Identity Switch Hunter Official Chibi Art ] ▸ "Hullabaloo" - Mike Morton #MikeMorton

“My fondest memory? I believe it was a song Bernard would sing to me when I was little. I remember it even now. Small memories bring me back to the shimmering stage lights. Laughter of those smiling faces.” ━╋˖̑͡. 🎡

Hullabaloo was on the acrobats mind. Even so, the manor being noisy like a circus brought some nostalgia. Passing by several individuals, he spotted a male with a pale complexion. He sat next to him with a grin. “Hello! Watcha drinking!“ He snickered but meant no harm.

“Welcome one and all to the circus hullabaloo. Now coming up next is the one and only Sergie” These are the words that filled the void of the helplessness in his heart. Rehearsing lines from the past. Bathing in old memories that have long turned to ash. ━╋˖̑͡. 🎡