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Wednesday, June 2, 2010
#3 Lord Cirque I was startled awake by a thunderous bang near my ear. I sat up groggily and let my eyes adjust to the darkness. Then I heard a soft, high-pitched, giggle behind me. Spinning around in alarm, I squinted into the dark, and saw a figure bending over, as if picking something up. "Oh my," the figure giggled again. "My apologies, I must have woken you up, aye?" And with a click of its fingers, something lit up, causing me to shield my eyes from the sudden brightness. As I squinted into the light, I brought my hand up to my face, my eyes slowly adjusting. Then I froze. Infront of me, was someone who seemed like a freaking clown. Or a something. Well, whatever-it-was had a large joker hat on its head, and his left hand was holding some sort of umbrella, red and yellow. However, the red looked strangely familiar, though I can't recall anything. Also, it had a huge mouth which stretched into a grin longer than his rounded face. The skin on its enclosed right eye sagged inwards, and I assumed it was missing an eye. My gaze moved from his eye, to his big red clown-like nose, to a black star on its left chest, and to the hand that was holding a candle. Only that it was not exactly a hand, it had been cut off at the wrist, and onward it was a metal bone structure of a hand, with razor sharp fingertips. It also had terribly tiny feet, I wondered how it was able to even stand. Having had the information digested into my mind, that thing was actually pretty freaked out scary. I stood up and scampered several metres away from it. "Who-" I started to ask but he stopped with a hand. Grinning, he stepped forward and toward me. I stiffened, sensing the word danger in every direction. He then stretched out his hands, "This, is Apocalypse. Where hell breaks lose and demons roam. And I," gesturing to itself. "Am Lord Cirque, the Joker." He giggled afterward, as if he had made a great joke. After recovering, he extended his right hand and reached toward me.. I stepped back, cringing at the same foul smell Arther emitted. Then I hit something. Scooting to the side, I examined the object. It was a cage, and something in it stirred. Lord Cirque giggled as I held my breath. The door of the cage creaked open slowly, and a paw stepped out. Wait, what? Paw? The figure stretched like a cat after its nap, and stepped into the florescene light. I braced myself for something equally horrid, and gasped as I took in what I saw. It had fur the colour of autumn leaves, clear, olive-green eyes, four fluffy ears, and a fox-like tail. This freaky cute, cat-like thing totally caught me off guard. I bent over and cautiously put my hand out. It sniffed, then snuggled its snout in my palm. "Awww..." I cooed. "You smell nice." It spoke. ...It spoke. This freakishly cute and creepy whatnot just spoke. But since I've seen enough weird, this shouldn't be much of a surprise to me. "What are you?" Words left my mouth before I knew it. "I'm Hachirou, an Eclairina." It said. "Eclair-what?" "An Eclair-rina." It emphazied. "I was once human, but..." "But...?" "Well, someone turned me into this creature when I killed his beloved pet," He spat, glaring at Lord Cirque. "I couldn't help it, could I?" Lord Cirque giggled. "He killed something that could entertain me, make me happy. Ah, my beloved Hector." Hachirou made a noise I supposed was snorting, then Lord Cirque's eye gleamed with darkness. "This is indeed a world of despair, sadness, sorrow, jealously, all the unwonderful things you can imagine. It gets lonely 'ere." "If you don't mind me asking, why did Hachirou kill your... pet?" I asked, curiosity getting the better of me. "Well..." Lord Cirque sighed. "I was taking a trip to Osaka with Hector. Then we sensed grief, oh the deliciousness. We then headed off to that direction, and found out that dear Hachirou had lost his dearesr father. Everuone crying... grieving... mourning..." Hachirou growled menacingly at it as Lord Cirque gave him a pitiful smile. "We saw lil' Hachirou heading off alone to grief for the lost. So very pitiful, aye? But in rage he screamed at dear Hector, I don't know how he did it, for demons are only able to be killed by Magic. Then Hector turned into ashes. Oh dear." Lord Cirque almost seemed sad, though his humoungous grin spoiled the whole image. "So you're just toying with him? Like he's some kind of entertainer?" I asked, incredulously, gesturing at Hachirou. "Well, you could suppose so, I'll throw him into the Black Ring(like those wrestling rings, except that it's larger and black.) and watch him run for his life as demons lunge at him hungrily." He said bluntly, then giggled. "But that's so cruel!" I argued. "I told you, dear Lynee, this is a place of pain-" "No, you didn't tell me that." "Oh yes, forgive me," he giggled. "So what, you want to act all hero-hero and save little Hachirou here, hmm?" "You could say that, if I could get the heck out of here. I mean, he has a family out there! Day by day, waiting for his return, the loneliness..." I shook my head as Hachirou rubbed against my leg, whining. "Aahhh, so deliciously dreadful, wonderful pain." Lord Cirque said, licking his lips. "Monster." I sneered. "Demon Master." He corrected as I stifled an eye roll. "Well, you could save him, but I have to tell you it's very dangerous, and you might die in the process. And I don't want to lose you yet too, not until I figure out what's so special about yo-" "Don't, Lynee! I've spent many years here, you can say I'm already immune to all these," Hachirou fought back, biting on my jeans, as if holding me back. "Shut up, I'm here trying to get your ass out of here, and you ain't arguing back till I tell you so." I shot back, looking at him hard into the eye. "My my, what a brave young lady, I must say." Lord Cirque giggled. "Very well..." 10:00 PM
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