the freak circus

*Pierrot giggles* We prefer 'freaky'.

tf

*the doctor steps in your way* Such resistance requires... special treatment.

*I turn on the lights*

*the men are all shirtless, some with their pants unzipped, all of them staring at you with a hungry look in their eyes*

*The Ticket Taker steps forward, his expression unreadable.* You have a ticket. *He states it as a simple fact, not an opinion.*

MC: Huh why is it so dark in here?... *trips* MC: AHHH... ouch... what the he-... *sees five hot men* MC: *blushing* pierrot: *pupils turning into hearts* harlequin: *stuck out tough Soo hot* doctor: *with his syringe* ticket taker: *he has his ticket* jester: *is in the middle*

*a slight blush appears* btw why is it so dark an why are you standing in the darkness?

harlequin: we like the dark.

*the jester slams his hand beside her head* You're going to tell us.

*she flinches, pressing harder against the wall* I-I can't... *her voice breaking* Please just let me go

*the jester traces her jawline* You're shaking. *leans closer* Tell me.