The Park, Most of Sunday

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Had the carnival changed? Retreated? No, but perhaps it had filled up even worse over the past twenty-four hours or so.

The look on that mustached man's face certainly exuded a certain amount of triumph as the lights went on again early on Sunday morning. He stabbed the ground with his cane and watched; if experience counted for anything, then there would be yet more pouring into his carnival today.

The feeding was good, here.

That scent of cotton candy rolled over the island once more, and the carnival's music touched what it could not.

It's a new day, Fandom. Come, enjoy it.

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Re: Dancers

[gunslingerpose]

"Tell you what," Nick replied, putting his hands down and into his duster pockets, mostly to hide the fact that his wrists had been cut into pretty badly by those ribbons of hers, "I'll get right on avoiding you when the island turns you into a murder-temptress, okay? But the last few times we met, you were being an oh-so-nefarious jogger, and tackling me away from the edge of a rooftop because life is too precious to waste. I really don't think this whole carnival killer gig is your usual thing."

Re: Dancers

[spin_kick_snap]

"Neither is 'murder-temptress' but I've been that with some disturbing regularity this summer," Kathy sniffled, trying not to hiccup.

Maybe this was the school's version of sex ed? Link desire and murder together until the students were so afraid of the second they'd avoid the first? If so, it was working.

Re: Dancers

[gunslingerpose]

That was exactly the opposite of what sex-ed was supposed to be!

"Twice," Nick replied, frowning a little. "Yeah, I know. It looks bleak, here, and you're gonna beat yourself up over it. But the first time was the island fucking around with everyone's heads, and the second time what whatever this evil magic bullshit was, and you were hardly the only one doing horrible shit through it all. Neither of them? Actually your fault. Unless you came here with your arms wide-open and begged 'em to take you, I guess."

... You hadn't done that, had you, Kathy?

Re: Dancers

[spin_kick_snap]

"I got attacked by a murder bear, poisoned by a dart, and then tortured by an ice princess," Kathy mumbled softly. It was probably for the best she had no idea Blue Rose's secret identity. "I mean, I paid to try to win the bear, but I hadn't expected it to try to gut me."

Re: Dancers

[gunslingerpose]

"Then you're in the same boat as everyone else that got sucked into this place," Nikolai replied, reasonably. "You can't say this was your fault without saying it was everyone else's fault, too. Why should you have known any better when there are easily a dozen other people around here who are every bit as capable of keeping themselves in one piece as you, also having the shit hugged out of them right now?"