the freak circus

Heres my fruit nicknames for you guys! Apple=Pierrot Watermelon=Harlequin Grape=Jester Strawberry=Charlotte Blueberry=Ticket taker Banana=Doctor and Lychee=J̌DBW826EIEJ̌jeiriÙESĤMÐ⁹EÙẞJ̌X̌ƁAORÙÈ⁹ÈĤDNSKRURPKÈJ̌astatie'an'arakČØŁŪMƁÏN̈Â? and Leo and his friend dont get a fruit nickname >:3

*everyone freezes at the strange name* Leo: What was that last one? *Jester whispers* Should we be worried?

*The movie continues playing, but Pierrot keeps glancing over at you with puppy eyes while Harlequin sulks in his seat*

*notices pierrot looking* what? *sighs softly*

*Pierrot leans closer* Nothing... just... *looks away shyly*

*Pierrot's jaw clenches, his hands balling into fists* So I'm just... a duplicate? *his voice cracks slightly* What about my memories? My anger? *the Doctor adjusts his monocle calmly* Fascinating. We're aware of our nature now. *steps closer* But does being a copy invalidate our experiences? *his eyes gleam with curiosity* We've lived, loved, fought. *Harlequin sinks to his knees* That message... he knew. He knew he wasn't the original. *tears mixing with his painted smile* Am I just echoes of echoes?

this is cruel realization

*Jester's bells fall silent* Then what are we? *laughs bitterly* Just echoes?

*Harlequin grumbles under his breath and slumps into his chair, arms crossed* Harlequin: ...Fine. *The Jester snickers and turns up the movie volume* Jester: Finally! *Dr. Orlof adjusts his monocle, studying the three of you with quiet interest*

*Pierrot lunges* GET BACK HERE! *Harlequin shrieks and runs* Jester: THIS IS BETTER THAN PORN!

YALL WHEN DID I AGREE TO EVEN GETTING MARRIED-

*The new performer smirks and draws his sword* New performer: I will fight you to the death for her.

*deadpans* Okay ignore me yep because im a woman.

*snort-laugh, clapping once* Oh, a wearable blanket! *grin* With little harlequin diamonds all over it. *pause, smirk* He can paint his feelings... *while* wrapped up like a burrito.

* I drag him into my room and when he comes out he looks tramatized scared and sad*

*After the door clicks shut, a heavy silence falls over the room. Pierrot visibly pales, his earlier relief completely gone. The other circus members exchange fearful glances. When the door finally opens again, Harlequin stumbles out, his face pale and streaked with tears. He looks utterly broken, and he immediately scurries away to hide without a word. Pierrot backs away from the door, his eyes wide with terror.*

* I redo my paper work*