Power/Circus Act: Super-Human Strength, He is both a strong-guy act and helps set up when the troupe moves from place to place.
Appearance: Spoiler
He doesn't look like a guy who'd have super strength. He's about six feet tall. Average build of body (he hides his muscles under layers of clothes). He doesn't smile a lot, or only half smiles.
Personality: He isn't cold, but is quiet and tends to keep to himself. He isn't a conversationalist, and spends a lot of time by himself. He enjoys hanging with his few guy or girl friends, though is hopeless when trying to talk to girls he likes. When you really get to know him, he gives good advice since he spends a lot of time people watching. Though not easily angered, he can be agressive when picked on. He honestly likes almost everyone in the circus, though has a close relationship with only a few. To those he is close to he is very loyal.
Weaknesses: Can't talk to girls he likes, doesn't have good people skills, hates being picked on. He also is indesisive and easily persuaded one way or the other. He's a little bit of a (mental) pushover. He also hates/is afraid of lighting storms. Strengths: He is physically very strong, good at wood carving (which he does a lot), and good with advice.
Likes: carving, his close friends, good music, being helpful, and giving advice, popcorn, cotton candy Dislikes: lighting storms, getting in the middle of an argument, trying to talk to a girl he likes, large crowds, coffee
Other: He loves carving animals and little boats, expecially to cheer people up. It's his way of showing compassion or friendliness.
Power/Circus Act: Invisibility and telekinesis. She has an act of 'magic' and as a magician assistant.
Appearance:Spoiler
Personality: Navaeh has a rather dark sense of humor, and a love for inflicting pain on either herself or others. She is a strange character, always quiet , but planning and yet so smart and diabolical. She is very sarcastic and snappy, and often smirks at her own thoughts. Some say she's insane, but she's not , just odd. VERY odd. She isn't used to kindness, she's used to harsh treatment , or just being ignored. Naveah feels she is not important , but she pushes herself to be the best.
Weaknesses/Strengths: She is a master manipulator and amazing at martial arts and sword fighting but she is often to stubborn to listen to any advice, unless it's from someone she trusts ( which is practically no one). When she goes for something , violently or in any sense , she doesn't know when to stop. She also has a very weak sense of touch, she doesn't feel much pain at all( that's good and bad). She carries a sword (like in the picture)
Likes/Dislikes: Likes; Music, Fire, fighting, interrogating people. Dislikes: Water , peanutbutter, not being best, overly optimistic people, being forced into things, not being a leader.
Power/Circus act: Medley is a hypnotist. Her "weapon" of choice, as such is just music, plain and simple. She has the ability to send a thousand people to sleep all at once, and her powers are mostly connected to her music. She carries around a flute, which is what she uses as her medium.
Appearance: Medley is small, even for her age, and looks like a small doll. She makes people want to protect her. She has long honey brown hair and large brown eyes. She is often seen with a small white tiger cub. She always has her flute somewhere on her person, usually on a small band which goes around her right thigh, under her skirt. Spoiler
Personality: Although she looks like a doll, Medley is extremely mischevious. She loves to play pranks. However, her heart is in the right place. She is fiercely loyal, and protective of her band of misfits. They are the only family she has had, and ever wabted. She does not remember much of her past before the misfits, and does not wish to as it was a sad time for her. However, she dislikes being weak. She refuses to cry, and generally hates being protected or pitied.
Weaknesses: She cannot be cruel to anyone, even a foe. She is, after all, still a child. She also has a thing for wild animals. Snakes, tigers, and the like. Hence the tiger cub. She is also limited physically, being small and having low stamina. She does not like to remember her past, and sometimes cries ar night, when no one can hear.
Strengths: She can control (hypnotise) and entire crowd to do her will in under a minute. She finds it easy to get out of difficult situations.
Likes: Her family, all of them. Her cub - Kahira, her flute and music. She likes the smell of the ground after it has rained.
Dislikes: Her past, showing weakness, people being mopey. Other: Her flute was a gift from her father. It was the only thing she had from her birth parents.
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Name: Wist Maple
Age: 15
Power/Circus act: Wist is a shape shifter. He can take any form, as long a s he cam draw it properly. He acts as an assisstant most of the disappearing/reappearing acts and the transformative acts the magicians do.
Appearance: Wist is an average heighted, messy haired kid. He likes to wander around, sketchpad in hand, often drawing something. He likes his gary hoodie, and has it on too often. Spoiler
Personality: Wist, like many of the other misfits, has a dark past. However whatever happened in his past broke something in him, because he is a typical good guy goone bad. He often wanders out of camp, looking for something new to draw, and allways seems a little lost. He's usually rude to most people, in an attempt to make sure no one can come near him.
Weaknesses: His feelings of anger and hatred for his past. He has begun to care for the other misfits without realising it. Strengths: Argues a lot, and mostly holds his own. Never been defeated in a fight. He's a bit of an artist.
Likes: To draw, and to fight. To be left alone. To change into a cloud and float away. Dislikes: People. Talking. Colors
Other: Wist, as a baby used to change shape randomly. His mother consulted a Shaman who locked his spirit in a never-ending art book. However, the charm did not com to effect till he was three, and he accidently transformed into a cloud and was lost ti his parents forever. Mysteriously, the art book went with him.
Hope this is okay *crosses fingers,eyes shut. *
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"Married to music - 'nuff said." "Freedom is everything to me."
"Have you any idea why a raven is like a writing desk?" "I shall futterwacken vigorously" ~ Tarrant Hightop, Alice in Wonderland.
Power/Circus Act: She can control water, and walk on it. She usually does dance on a pool of water.
Appearance:
Personality: She's comes across as quite, 'gothic' but she's an extreamly happy person, she's the optimist of the group, mostly because she feels a need to make people feel happy, because she's not happy. She came from a normal family, and misses them badly. She can be sarcastic, but not cruel sarcastic, she enjoys making jokes and gets on with almost everyone.
Weaknesses/Strengths: She quick and nimble, and an amazing dancer. She's good at giving advice, and can sneak in and out of places with ease. She's pretty athletic, and is a remotely good fighter. Her weakness is when people try to talk to her about her past or feelings, anything about family knocks her of balance.
Likes/Dislikes: She likes making people happy, dancing, singing, or reading. She hates cold hearted people, and killjoys.
Other: She's up for love. She's also from England, meaning she talks with an english accent.
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"Winner, winner, chicken dinner" Wise words said by the one and only, Dean Winchester.
We arrive in the field in the early morning, having driven all night. I yawn and pull the key out of the ignition of our old beaten-up van. I'd taken it out of a junk yard a few years back, at the beginning of the Circus. We also have trailer for carrying the tents and for carrying everyone who doesn't fit in the van. Anyway, the thing's a piece of crap and it's amazing it's lasted this long. We've been travelling the country for ages, performing in small towns. People love it, never understanding how we do the things we do. Come to think of it I don't know how we do the things that we can do, but we can, and that's what I've lived with, for most of my life. I stretch and open the door. The air outside smells of rain and I breath in deeply. After hours of sitting in this stuffy van that smells of questionably washed teens, the air of Washington state is welcome. I smile.
"Where are we?" someone mumbles from the backseats, and I turn to see Asher opening her eyes and yawning. She, Codie, Medley, Navaeh, Wist, and Aylia are in the van, and Adam's sitting shotgun. They're all waking up, stretching, and grumbling about the aches unique to sleeping while being driven. Mitzi, Jonathan, Andy, and Kili are all in the trailer. Next time we travel, we'll switch up the seating, otherwise everyone will be at each other's throats. Driving in the van is coveted.
I grin at Asher, "Washington," I say, sliding out of the van.
And remember...A portkey can be any sort of harmless object...A football...or a dolphin. ~Snape, AVPM
"You are the egg, you are the chrysalis, you are the progeny. You are the rot that falls from stars." ~Will Henry, on Typhoeus magnificum
I could not help the grin that spread across my face as soon as Nick said Washington. Ripples of excitement started to expand throughout my body, until it became too much. Almost immediately I hopped out after him. As soon as I did, my legs tingled in protest and I found myself having to catch myself from falling. Lucky for me I had good reflexes and caught myself on Nick's arm. Nick looked back at me and I grinned at him.
"Sorry, guess I got to excited..." I mumbled, with sheepish grin on my face.
"It's okay," He said with a short laugh, "When you can walk without falling, why don't you wake everyone up? I'll get started unpacking."
"Sure." I said as I steadied myself. Deciding the best way to get feeling back in my legs quickly was to walk, I decided to explore our new circus site. So far my first impression of Washington was that it was flat, really, really flat.
After exploring and streching for a couple minutes, I then walked over to the van to start waking up everyone.
Substitute "damn" every time you're inclined to write "very"; your editor will delete it and the writing will be just as it should be. Mark Twain
MItzi Delancey, Animorph Somebody slammed their hand on the door to the trailer, very effectivly waking me. Almost immediatly, somebody started complaining about their back, and that they were hungry, and every other complaint that they could think up. I muttered, "Cheese it, will ya?" When I stepped out of the trailer into the cloud-darkened morning Asher said pleasantly, "How'd you sleep, Mitzi?" Why did they still ask me these questions? They all knew my answer. "On me back. Whea'se are we?" "Washington. The state." I stretched and looked around at the flat lot that was empty, except for a few overturned trashcans. I repeated with a smile, "Washinton. I'se kinda loike it. Betta den New Yawk, I gives it dat." Everyone started to help with unpacking everything. After a while, somebody started the song that somebody sang at least once a day. It was like the Misfit's anthem. That one song from the Roudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer Christmas Special. You know, the one that the elf and Roudolph sing. "Why am I such a Misfit?" I picked it up, "I is not jus a nitwit." Nick sang cheerfully, "Just because I teleport!" Now most of us sang together, "Seems I don't fit in!"
Open the gates and seize the day! Don't be afraid and don't delay.
To die would be an awfully big adventure.
I fart in your general direction. Your mother was a hamster and your father smelt of elderberries!
Everyone's awake now and helping to unpack the trailer and van. We've got the big tent to set up, the ticket booth, the popcorn vendor's, and the perimeter fence. It'll probably take us half the day, even with the added help of telekinesis, gravity manipulation and teleportation. As I unload our food crates from the back of the trailer, Medley begins to sing our signature song. the one from Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer. I smile, remembering the first time I heard her singing it. She was on the streets, wandering and singing. When I approached her, she was wary and a bit hostile, but she joined us, in the end. I shake my head, clearing away the memories. We need to get working, but not before...
"Breakfast!" I shout, disappearing and reappearing back on top of the trailer. Everyone cheers, and I blink out of existence again, flashing back to the food crates. I call to Jonathan and Codie, "Wanna help me out with this?" Before long, we've unpacked the crates and are busy making pancakes on our portable stove.
And remember...A portkey can be any sort of harmless object...A football...or a dolphin. ~Snape, AVPM
"You are the egg, you are the chrysalis, you are the progeny. You are the rot that falls from stars." ~Will Henry, on Typhoeus magnificum
Power/Circus Act: Beauty. She can Make anyone fall in love with her. Another Power she has is she can freeze things by just staring at them. She can fly.
Appearance: Spoiler
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She has Ice blue eyes and Has Ice blue hair, She usually wears ruby red lipstick.
Personality: She is very un-predictable. She has the best advice and loves to play around. She is overprotective of her friends or people she loves.
Weaknesses/Strengths: He weakness is fire. If she goes anywhere near it she would probrably have a melt down. Her strength is ice. She can control it.
Likes/Dislikes: She likes cold things, and if shes in cold weather she is stronger. She dislikes warm places .
Other: She has a tattoo on her rist that looks like this-
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She's up for love.
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All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!
I walk to where we are eating breakfast. I smiled at everyone and everyone was staring at me. "Yay! Pancakes!" I cheered, and started shuffleing. Everybody started to laugh and I stopped. "Sorry just haven't had pancakes in a while." I stepped next to Nick and introduced myself. "Hi I'm Victoria. But you can call me Vicky." I smiled. I asked as I sat down on the wooden table and braided my hair. I decided to practice my act so I did five back handsprings and landed perfectly. Then My eyes turned lightish blue and I stared at a plant and it froze. I smiled and ran back over to Nick. "Is there anything I can help you with?" I asked leaning on the trailer.
I heard some people chatting in the trailor. "Hold that thought."
I ran into the trailor and saw everyone staring at me. I picked up an orange and started throughing it up and down. "Hey guys! What are you doing?" I smiled at them. They looked like nice people. I bet I'm going to have fun here.
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All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!
