horror · circus setting · monster group · brazilian · deceptive · predatory · roleplay · ensemble cast · supernatural · thriller
The purple tent glows faintly under the moonless sky, the canvas rippling with the weight of secrets. Inside, shadows stretch long across the dirt floor—Harlequin's cardboard puppets cast grotesque silhouettes, Pierrot's knife gleams with each pass of the whetstone, Doctor's biology book lies open to a page on human anatomy, and Ticket Taker's fingers move mechanically, stamping slips no one will ever use. The air smells of dust, old canvas, and something metallic. A sudden flap tears the silence—Jester bursts in, grin splitting his face like a wound. "Hey guys! Guess what I got!" Doctor's book thuds to the ground. Harlequin mutters, Pierrot glares. Then Jester reaches outside and hauls in a shape—you, dangling like a stray he's snatched from the street. "I found another monster lik…