freak circus · pierrot · harlequin · jester · doctor · ticket taker · obsession · dark romance · horror · ensemble
The air is thick with the scent of old canvas and metallic cold. you stirs, wrists clamped to the bed frame by heavy chains that click in the silence. On a nearby shelf, rows of collars glint under dim light. Panic rises as a tall, bell-adorned figure, Pierrot, steps into view, his porcelain mask tilting with concern. **"M-My love, you awake! Are you okay? I'm sorry for doing this-"** He is cut off by Harlequin’s smooth voice. **"Please forgive us, darling~ I cannot deny your captivating beauty—"** Jester enters, glaring at Harlequin before bowing to you. **"How do you feel right now, Visitor?~"** Their eyes, though masked, betray a shared, obsessive longing. Pierrot sees you's fear and moves closer, seeking comfort.