You know what Dan isn't good at?
Cooking. He can set water on fire. And since Clockwork is too busy at doing Master of Time things most of the time, I end up cooking mostly.
It's like full-body meditation, really. Everything is made from scratch. I'm thinking about getting one of those little hydroponic garden thingies for herbs, because the dried herbs are basically edible but tasteless dust. Also, a spice rack.
So I decided to make ice cream, which went over just fine until the point when Clockwork used half of it to make floats. They were good floats, but I wanted ice cream.
Hey, Daaaaaan? Let's go out for gelato.
See, I found this story. It's creepy and amazing.
Go here to start reading.
And that got me thinking about science and the Hollow Men. The last words of the Hollow Men are:
This is the way the world ends,
This is the way the world ends,
This is the way the world ends,
Not with a bang but a whimper.
I've alway imagined it like a young girl, the kind who sings about mulberry bushes even though mulberries come from tress, picking the petals off a flower and singing this in the same tone they'd sing "This is the way the farmer rides, early in the morning."
Not that the woman who gave birth to me ever played Pat-a-cake, you understand.
But these hollow men, killing the world via apathy.
And now science also says the universe is going to end when gravity stops working like breaks on the expansion of the universe and the universe balloons without limit over distances so vast that even the best telescopes will not be able to map it. Just billions and billions of miles of empty nothing, with an occasional speck of matter, like a black hole or a dead star. All while a little girl is pulling the petals off a flower and singing . . . of course, you'll all be dead by then and I'm in the Ghost Zone where it doesn't matter. The end of the universe doesn't frighten me.
I almost became one of the hollow men. I would have become one of the hollow men if not for my Dan and my Clockwork. That is what frightens me.
. . . I need ice cream.
((continued from here. There will be hot sweaty mansex. You have been warned.))
Freakshow didn't take off his pants. There was no point.
Then he had an idea. A wonderful, evil idea.
How fast could he get his wings open?
Freakshow was dreaming. He was quite sure of this, because he hadn't been small enough the the animal cages towered over him for years and years, and he had his wings.
He was, currently, looking at the corpses of his parents. Not the real bodies, the ones he'd killed when he was alive, but the ghost forms that he's least seen.
"No," he dropped the knife, the clatter abnormally loud on the tile floor. "This didn't happen."
"Frederich," said his mother, slowly sitting up. She seemed to be having difficulty, but so would he if his head was several feet from his body.
Freakshow took a step back.
"Boy," said his father, getting up so much more slowly. Possibly because quite a lot of his limbs were shredded.
"You promised," they said in unison. "And you lied."
"I didn't," said Freakshow.
"You lied. Your hands are bloody, you ripped out our hearts...how could you?"
But it hadn't happened like this. Maybe it could have, but he hadn't. He couldn't.
"We only ever wanted what was best for you."
"Liars!" shouted Freskshow.
"And you killed us."
"No! I didn't!"
"Frederich..."
"Freakshow!"
He woke up.
Well, I'm back. I know I was only gone for a month, but it felt a lot longer...
The Ghost Zone is even more starved for entertainment that the human world, and they all love Circus Gothica...it's weird, because people laugh here. I mean, it's the same show but where its dark and creepy in the human world, it's light and funny here. I was able to participate too, showing off the Chain Trick (which got encores!) and flying through rings of fire. Little did they know that fire doesn't hurt me...
I did find my parents.
And now the circus season is kind of over, so I'm home. Lydia's decided to stay with it and take it over. They're going south, to (I think) the Ghost Zone near Brazil. It's just spring there now. I asked if she was sure she didn't want to come back, but she insisted. I miss her.
Anything happen here while I was gone?
((Continued from here because this is sooooooo not going to be worksafe.))
The thing about being carried to bed by Dan, aside from the fact that he was being carried to bed by Dan, was that he had a really good view of Dan's butt.
Which he, accordingly, pinched.
I've hit a point in my life where I need to get away from the norm and go do something.
Therefore, I believe I will leave to gostart my circus back up.
Though, since I'm dead, and supposed to be behind bars if not, I will only tour the ghost zone for now, until I feel safe enough to tour the human world.
Sorry to everyone who has grown used to me being back, but I need to get away, a vacation perhaps, some thinking time.
If you can find anyone who wants to join my circus and perform, please direct them my way. I will start off looking for my family, if you can call them that, and trying to fix things up with them. Maybe get them to perform for me if they understand just why I did what I did to them. If you hear a loud explosion somewhere far off, that's me. Sorry. I can hardly stand those imbeciles.
So, yes, hiatus, so long for now.
Circus Gothica is coming back from the dead....dead....thing.
Hm, haven't updated here in a while.
Just decided to do so to cure my boredom for a few seconds.
Uhm......Yep.
I can't wait for your birthday, Dan.
I have a surprise x3
Oh, and what are all the dinosaurs you haven't got plusheis of that you wanted plushies of? List all of them, not just the ones you want most, dork. xP
Freakshow padded through the lair softly, making sure not to wake anyone up.
Dear Clockwork,
He held a small piece of paper in his hand, making sure not to crumple it much, if at all, and held a flame in the other as to light his way.
I know that many material things do not matter to you, and that, no matter what I get, it's really the thought that counts and the fact that you already know about it ahead of time really doesn't make it any better.
He found himself outside of Clockwork's room soon, a soft breathing of sleep coming from inside.
So, as usual, it's hard to know what to get for you. Hell, you already know this, and everything I'm going to write in this letter.
He slowly pushed the door open, cringing a little as it creaked, but didn't seem to disturb the sleeping form.
But, that doesn't mean I shouldn't write it anyway.
He quietly placed the letter onto the nightstand beside Clockwork's bed, looking over his sleeping form, a smile forming on the ringmaster's face at the soft motion of his chest as he breathed softly.
So, on this Valentine's Day, all I can really think to do is remind you of a fact you already know. But I can't help remind you of it as often as I can.
He gently kissed Clockwork on the cheek, smiling as he then quietly walked out of the room.
I love you, and always will.
He closed the door behind him and began walking back to Dan's room.
Love, Freakshow
He put the flame out as soon as he got back in the room. Then, he snuggled in back beside Dan, sighing softly as he drifted back into his dreams.
P.S. I hid the chocolates I got for you so that Dan won't be able to find them and eat them all. I'm sure you'll have no trouble retrieving them. :) Happy V-Day.
Well, I'm back on my leave again, and already missing you guys.
But that's okay. I'm going to go perform Romeo and Juliet again soon. Mercutio is a fun character to play.
I have better internet access this time, so I'll try to update more often. See ya.
Hiya all. A little bit of an update.
Well, even though I don't believe I'm out of my depression yet, I don't want to be away from home for Christmas. I'd like to see you all again.
So, I'm coming home for a little while.
But, from what I hear, home doesn't have many of my friends left, does it? Why's everyone leaving?
First, Ember leaves on some trip, then I hear Johnny's even gone off to clear his head on another one of his roadtrip-things, and now Desiree too?
What, am I gonna hear Danny has decided to run off someplace as well?
And, lately I haven't been able to get ahold of Dan. Has he been sleeping a lot or is something on his mind so much that he doesn't hear me? I mean, no offense, but he usually doesn't think that hard on stuff.
So, I'll be coming home, but deep down I have a bad feeling about something. I guess I'll find out when I get there.
See you, guys.
((Will have porn. Yes.))
He felt lonely again. It had been a while since he had actually seen Dan and it just felt strange. He shook his head and pushed the thoughts away.
He decided to mentally contact him. That would be a good idea.
{Dan, you there?} He asked through their link.
Well, as several may know, I have gone on a little trip. I brought my laptop with me for whenever I can find a wireless connection so I can update for you guys.
So, how's everyone doing? I haven't been up to much. I did go and sing 'I'm Only Happy When It Rains' by Garbage as I was transformed into a girl once at this bar. I got soem money from that. Not to mention it was hilarious when I changed back into a guy at the end. Just to see those people's faces...man, that was the most fucking hilarious thing ever.
Well, anyway.
Dan, I blame you for what I turned into during that little animal thing. All your fault.
I changed into a little T-Rex..and I couldn't reach any of my food, dammit! >.< I almost starved! >.O
Well..anyway. Missing you guys. I swear I'll come back as soon as I have my mind cleared up.
(Hugs and kisses for all who will accept them)
Spectra, I was just wondering if you could help me with something. Could I come over?
((Porn. yes'm.))
Freakshow rubbed his hands togetehr with a wonderful sense of satisfaction.
The room was almost an exact replica of the classroom in the dreams. Sure, it was slightly smaller and had a few less desks (which Freakshwo randomly found in a closet in the lair. He had briefly wondered why the hell Clockwork had desks, but quickly set the thought aside before setting them up in the room), but, all in all, it was a pretty good imitation.
He then proceeded to sit at his teacher's desk, taking out Cirque Du Freak and reading, waiting on Dan to get there.
((OOC: Yes, porn, read title, PORN...Not like you WOULDN'T read it anyway..I'm still the youngest on this RP and I'm RPING it. So, why do we even put these warnings here anyway?))
Freakshow smirked as he then went through with Dan's request, slowly slipping off his own pants and pulling Dan into a kiss as he wrapped his arms around the other ghost's neck.
Another burst of happiness. Happiness was nice.
Here, I have an announcement.
For any who have wondered, yes, me and Johnny are friends.
And if Dan can deal with it (Which by 'deal' I mean that he hasn't killed me OR Johnny) then you guys should be able to as well.
Sorry, Ember. I do have to mention I will never think of you badly, even if you think of me as such. I still consider you a friend, even if you feel I've betrayed you. And that thought is logical, and I won't protest.
So, yes, me and Johnny are friends. Deal.
Well, now I'm back..I mean REALLY back. Not Faux this time. Me. Freakshow.
I'm sorry for all who may have been attacked by Faux or myself during this time. I'm REALLY sorry.
And, Dan, I just read the journal entries to wrote while I was away.
I'm REALLY sorry. I SHOULD have stayed. But, hopefully, everything will be alright now.
Faux snapped his fingers as he looked at his shadow.
"Shadow, show yourself." Shadow immediately split from his own shadow and looked at him with eager, obedient eyes.
"I need you to go tell Johnny to check Livejournal. I will be posting a message for him soon." Shadow immediately nodded his head and flew out of the room.
Faux turned to his computer and began to type his message.
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Johnny, It's time we started this, let's discuss what we're going to do here. It's screened to only you.
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