Misfit Circus

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xX_white_shadow_Xx wrote:Hey everybody! This is a new storybook me, PuffSammy, and RedBird are kind of doing together. We all came up with the idea together, I just said I would post it for us.


The idea is, there's this circus called The Misfit Circus (obviously) that is run by these teens. They all have powers, and are all orphans. They also have circus acts, but not all of them. There are some nicer Misfits (as they call themselves), and some...not as nice Misfits. These two groups WILL eventually clash.

The way they where orphaned has to do with their powers, but no one knows that yet. It's just some secret info to keep you all from getting too confused :smt003 . For now they are all trying to survive off their traveling circus and from getting caught by the authorities (they ARE a bunch of freaky teens who own a traveling circus, after all).



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PG-13 rating here!

characters need to be from ages 11-19

everyone can die, of course

erm, no killing off other characters without mine (Nutty's), RedBird's (Oreo's), PuffSammy's (Sammy's), or the other character's permission

I think that's it for rules...



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xX_white_shadow_Xx wrote:Hey everybody! This is a new storybook me, PuffSammy, and RedBird are kind of doing together. We all came up with the idea together, I just said I would post it for us.


The idea is, there's this circus called The Misfit Circus (obviously) that is run by these teens. They all have powers, and are all orphans. They also have circus acts, but not all of them. There are some nicer Misfits (as they call themselves), and some...not as nice Misfits. These two groups WILL eventually clash.

The way they where orphaned has to do with their powers, but no one knows that yet. It's just some secret info to keep you all from getting too confused :smt003 . For now they are all trying to survive off their traveling circus and from getting caught by the authorities (they ARE a bunch of freaky teens who own a traveling circus, after all).



Rules:
All YWS rules

PG-13 rating here!

characters need to be from ages 11-19

everyone can die, of course

erm, no killing off other characters without mine (Nutty's), RedBird's (Oreo's), PuffSammy's (Sammy's), or the other character's permission

I think that's it for rules...



Character Profiles:

Name:

Age:

Power/Circus Act:

Appearance:

Personality:

Weaknesses/Strengths

Likes/Dislikes:

Other:





Yay! If you have any questions, I'll be putting up a DT sometime, or you can pm me, Oreo, or Sammy.

Thanks! Nutty

:smt001 :thud:
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Zephyra; The Winged One

"Just watch," I murmured, and let the wings tear out. It always hurt when the bones ripped through the skin, the wet feathers stretching out to dry.
I looked at Markus, the usual reaction plastered on his face. I raised my eyebrows, nibbling my lip.
"I have wings, my bones have pores and are incredibly light, and I fly," I said, in a low, quiet voiice, so that he strained to hear. I smiled. "Otherwise, I'm just a trapeze artist."
I looked up; clouds bothered me, in a way. The water vapor and heavy mist, all the water in the clouds, got into my eyes. I looked at him.
"You, um, do weather?" I asked, still (annoyingly) quiet, "Could you, um, well, turn the cloud density down?"
This guy is so evil you could put him in between two slices of bread and call him an evil sandwich.

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Markus, weather:

As this incredible girl asked my to turn the cloud density down, I was a little in shock still. I nodded yes ands soon the sky was bright blue, exactly how I don't like it. I waited in anticipation.
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I don't know why that oil didn't totally light on fire, it would have been so awesome. I started getting an idea for my act from that. Maybe if I soaked myself with.....now that would be cool. I left the breakfast tent and went on a morning stroll across camp, where i saw various people preparing their act. I found Viper, who ironically was looking a little down. You'd think he of all people would be happy. I walked over to him, just as he quickly covered something on a pad of paper.

"Hey, do you know where i could find...some gasoline?" i asked. He frowned that smiled.
"Oh yeah." He said
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Zephyra; The Winged One

"Hang on a minute," I said. I had to run to the nearest tree; luckily, it was a good height, not too low. I knew that, in free fall terms, it would be one of those trees, say, a cat could fall out of and not be injured.

I scrambled up it, gripping the rough, cracked branches, occasionally swearing if a twig poked my face. I got to a sturdy, tough branch, that looked like it could hold my weight. I breathed in, and leaped out, flapping wildly, trying to get higher, higher...

A wind started to add to the lift, to the thermals; there, I could really soar, where I could use my immense wings. I knew that it was a bit of a reckless thing to do; I'd probably been the cause of all those weirdos posting up 'pictures' of 'angels' on the Internet. Still, nothing, absolutely nothing, is like flying. Sometimes, I wish I could just fly away, away from this fickle world of judgmental people, and soar forever... Of course, that would be impossible. I always have to come down.

Carmel; Can Talk Through People

I'd set up the tent (on my OWN, might I add) when I decided that, heck, I needed a break. I marched to the 'Rations' tent; last town, we'd bought drinks, food, nibbles for those who came to see our arcane circus, etc. etc., in case somebody forgot to get any of it.
I grab a bottle of soda water, and start to chug away at the bottle. I sigh after drinking a quarter of it. I take it with me outside.

Hayden was near Snake-Boy, looking totally... eager. I saunter up to him; he glances at me.
"Hi," I say, fluttering my heavily glitter-mascara-ed lashes, "uh, Hayden. Got a light?" I take out a pack of ciggies; yes, Fee would whinge about that too. She's such a whiner, I can't help but think.
Snakey's glaring at me. I can't help but smile. After all, nothing's better than looking at your own handiwork; one miserable guy.

I'm sooo in the business of misery.
This guy is so evil you could put him in between two slices of bread and call him an evil sandwich.

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Alura, influences people

I woke up from under the tree and for some odd reason I felt really giddy. I started giggling and belching at the same time. Hey look everybody is near the tents I thought. I began to run down the hill from the tree and stumble a few times but it was all good. When I finally reached the tent I ran inside the girls paradise and began to giggle even more, "Oh my god! I never realized how pretty it is in here!" It seemed like the whole camp heard. I began to look through my stuff to try and find my favorite tutu and point shoes. I put them on and I walked outside the tent and began dancing and singing songs from the black eyed peas. "HAHAHAHAHA!" I laughed. I walked back in the girls tent and sat down in the corner of the tent and discovered a bottle of brandy,"Who was drinking brandy!?" Daemyn put his head out looking at me in the tent giggling, he just walked in. He stared at me with one eyebrow up, I just smiled."Is that brandy?" I just nodded and smiled. He sat down right next to me and grabbed the bottle of brandy and began chugging it. Daemyn started acting weird. He was smiling and laughing. "I just love my tutu!" He repeats"Love your tutu" He puts his head closer to mine and smells me."Hey the shows starting!" I began to run and Daemyn joined.
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Daemyn)))

I hear some one giggling and belching and talking a bit loud from the grils' tent, and I know there is brandy about. I smile and walk in to fins Alura, my goody-two-point-shoed Alura giggled and stumbling about the tent, staring at her tutu. I grab the bottle from her and drink the rest of it. The affect is almost immediate. I smile at her. "I love my tutu!" She yells happily. "Love your tutu," I mutter, stroking the starched puffiness. Hm, I wonder what she smells like. I lean in and smell her. "Oh my goodness, the show's tonight!" She says, giggling and standing up. I stand up after her, the pretty gold lights in the tent swinging. Suddenly I have a GREAT idea. I laugh to myself and close my eyes, thinking about what I would look like naked. I run from the tent, knowing that to everyone else I was butt naked. I run around laughing. Fee is going to think this is so funny! I gasp as I realise something. I don't have to be stupid ringmaster any more! I can be a clown! I run off towards the big tent, smiling at my brilliant plan.
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Alura,influences people

I ran from the tent giggling , I can hear Daemyn behind me laughing up a storm."Hey Daemyn I am running faster than you are!" His loud laugh comes closer. I finally get inside the the big tent,gasping for air. Daemyn runs in front of me Butt Naked! "Oh my god, your naked!" I began to giggle as I close my eyes. Daemyn than began to run all around the tent laughing. I open my eyes and giggle saying the words, "Daemyns streaking!" My laugh become uncontrollable. I began to run around the big tent too making airplane noises calling Daemyn. Occasionally I would fall and bump into strangers they would just gasp,I just began doing the airplane noises and laughing again!
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Viper, snake-guy

"Hey, do you know where I could find... some gasoline?"

I looked up, startled out of my miserable reverie, and covered up the sketch I'd been working on. What on earth would you need gasoline for? I thought as I looked up. When I saw who it was though, I smiled. Hayden was the fire-guy. This obviously had something to do with his act.

"Oh yeah. I mean, no, but there's some lighter fluid by the grill. That would probably work, right?"

Hayden opened his mouth to reply, but we were interrupted.

"Hi, uh, Hayden. Got a light?"

I spun around to see Carmel standing there, trying to flirt with Hayden. As I glared at her, the corner of her mouth turned up in a hateful smirk.

I started thinking about how nice it would be to spit in her eyes, or bite her. We could do without Carmel for a few hours, and the venom didn't have any lasting side effects.

Without really thinking about it, I took a step closer to her.
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"Of course i have a light." i said. "I'm the best feaking light you'll find!" i said and snapped my fingers. A single flame fluttered on it. I walked over to her and lit her cigarette.

"Thanks!" She said and began to put it in her mouth. Just as she began to get it in, it burst into flames and fluttered to the ground in flames

"No offense," i said "Smoking 'il kill you." She looked a little bit angry, but i didn't care, it was for the better good of her anyways.

"Snake." i said and turned around.

"It's Viper," he said.

"Worm, whatever. Anyways lets get some gas baby!" I said and they flames grow on my hands in pleasure.
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Name:Zack

Age:15

Power/Circus Act:Can disperse his own particles;inhabit inanimate objects and control them.

Appearance:Short; shady face.

Personality:Hungry for power, wants to gain leadership of the misfits for his own purposes.

Weaknesses/StrengthsW:overconfident, gets focused on one thing to easily
S:Influential, intelligent

Likes/Dislikes: Likes power.
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**FEE**

I run around, making sure everything is ready. In less than an hour we'll be performing. I check my watch. Ok, less than 40 minutes. I run out of the big tent, satisfied with everything I saw. Outside I start gathering people up, not caring whether or not they have an act. "Get in the back!" I yell at a group of people by the van. I don't care who they are. Either they are Misfits, or they shouldn't be there. I keep running around, making sure there's no one left. I bump into Daemyn. "Daemyn," I start to scold, but stop when I notice he isn't..wearing...anything. "Oh dear god!" I shout, looking away, but grabbing his arm. His arm that feels very much like a leather jacket. I look back at his arm, but there's nothing on it. I look at my skin, and sure enough, It's faded black leather. I sigh, noticing the hint of brandy about him. This has happened more than once before. I know EXACTLY how it goes. I tell him to go to bed, he ignores me, I tell him more, he still ignores me, I threaten to take away the jello he uses for his hair, he starts to get teary eyed and red in the face, I tuck him into his sleeping bag, and we're done. Simple. "Go to bed." I growl at him, He turns his nose up and starts twiddling with one of his hair spikes. "Daemyn Auguste, I said got to bed." He ignores me. Right along to plan. "I'll have Hayden burn all your jello..." He starts to splutter, looking at me with wide eyes. "N-no! No you wouldn't! Y-you, pfft, you wouldn't!" I just cross my arms and look at him. "Fee," he whines, his face red, his black eyes shining. "Fee, you can't!" When I don't reply he sinks to the ground, holding his hands like he's praying. "Please Fee. Don't do it!" I sigh, helping him up. By now, he's forgotten about flashing, and his clothes are visible again. "Let's go to bed." I say, hugging him. "NO!" He yells, running off to the big tent. I roll my eyes. Now I have, yep, about 30 minutes. Ten whole minutes wasted on that boy! And for nothing! I sigh, and turn to run to the big tent, but instead run straight into Alura. "Alura, get in the-" I top and smell her. Brandy. I growl, grabbing her arm. Alura, drunk. Drunk! And right before our first performance. "Alura, where the hell did you-" I stop when she keeps staring behind me. "Alura-" "ZEBBY!" She yells,pointing behind my head. "What?" I ask, looking at her. She would never act this way. Then again, she'd never get drunk. Just as the fact hits me, a deep voice from behind me says, "Well, Lurie, you look simply amazing! Did you something different with your entire life since I've seen you lately?"
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Kat

"I'll see you later then, the show's about to start," I say to Desmond nervously.

He sighs. "We don't get to talk very long do we? Alright, give me a hug before you go, then," he chuckles.

I giggle and step into his arms. We stand like that for a second before he whispers, "Do a great job out there tonight. I'll be watching you!"

"I will," I grin, butterflies in my stomach as he walks away, waving goodbye.

I skip to the girls' tent, humming under my breath as I don my purple dress and shoes.

"What are you so happy about?" someone sneers behind me.

"Oh nothing," I say breezily, not bothering to look over my shoulder at the person.
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