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We’re a new, closed roleplay. We’re accepting all committed para/script roleplayers to join our Attack On Titan-themed roleplay set in South-Eastern China with the majority being East Asians. Roleplay via reblogs, asks, replies, fanmails, and AIM only. K-pop, J-pop and C-pop idols are welcome. Western idols may also apply.
Due to an expired reservation.
Due to the upcoming holidays, I’m gonna be nice and forego activity checks until after New Years. Why? Because everyone is gonna be busy with families and shit just sometimes comes up that we can’t avoid. However, this doesn’t mean you can go and just not post until then. We have some stuff in store for you during break, so stay tuned so you don’t miss out on plot events!
In character (in the world of the Cirque, some might say), the Cirque-Daily is an online blog run by an anonymous member of the Cirque who calls herself “A”. This is by no means a formal newspaper, it’s more of a rumors blog run by a girl who has absolutely nothing better to do. It’s supposed to add a bit of fun to the rp without making things seem formal and awkward.
Due to mysterious circumstances.
Name: Min Hyosun
Tent Assignment: #7 Grey
Home Island Cottage Assignment: #235
Skill: Physical Mimicry:
Member Status: Technically for two years, but “appears” to be new
Performance Details: She’s a visual piece, using her abilities to create crazy-morphed versions of spectators.
Background: The ability to withstand any trial thrown in your way is considered one of the prime examples of true strength. For Lee Chanhee, the man who had been sheltered his entire life to keep his powers under wrap, he had never learned the crucial life skills that allow people to adapt to change and loss. He never understood pain, had never tasted its cruel kiss, and had never built up immunity to it.
At first he managed just fine at the Midnight Circus –he made friends, gained companions that were not only dear to him, but trusted beyond all doubt. He had found a home that he had never truly been able to have with his parents, since they feared his power and all it could bring, whereas these people knew exactly how it felt to be a freak. Happiness was second nature to him, and he was happy in the mobile freak show.
Until, one by one, those who were most important to him started dropping like flower petals in the cold.
Looking around, and finding each person he only held so close to his heart nowhere to be found, he descended into a violent depression that brought on acts of self-harm and long, sleepless nights where his loneliness tore at his very being. It was pathetic. He knew it was pathetic. But he couldn’t stop. And that’s where the obsession started.
Chunji had always loved others faces, but had been unable to create his own, even though his power suggested it should have been possible, so he directed his focus there, the man scrambling for any thread to keep him from doing anything stupid. He had people to live for; he couldn’t just up and die. He knew what that felt like, and he refused to do that to anyone. So he cycled endlessly through the faces of those he loved, of those he once knew, of those he glimpsed once on the street that could have meant so much more to him.
The practice pushed his body to its physical limit, and he sleepwalked through each day, body unable to find rest when he tried to let it, face twisting through multiple different ones, as he desperately tried to make the next large leap with his power. What else could get him through the day?
However, each breakthrough he made with forming an original face had a dire consequence –he found this girl, this Min Hyosun, had a story to tell. She grew up in a stepfamily with brothers that would abuse and humiliate her, only to leave them for a boyfriend who did the same thing. She was thoughtful, but not too smart, since no one had ever let her think for herself, and he was completely enamored. The more she grew, the less anything else seemed to matter to him, until he stopped going to his shows. Chunji sat in his tent day in and day out, learning more about this girl and trying to form the body she told him of, until nothing else mattered.
When he had finally pinned every feature of her down perfectly, she stood in front of the mirror, grinning easily at her flawless complexion and cute little nose, completely uncaring about how her clothes hung baggily off of her thin frame.
In her creation, Lee Chanhee had been lost.
Gliding through his tent, she gathered up the girl clothes he had collected over the years for when he’d need to turn into a girl, and went to bathe, feed herself, then dress, leaving the rest of Chunji’s stuff in the lilac tent to rot, before she went to find the leaders, to introduce herself.
She was Min Hyosun, and had just run away from her abusive boyfriend. Did they possibly have a place at the Midnight Circus for her?
Personality: Hyosun is a sweet girl, one who tends to think before she speaks, though her logic isn’t actually any sort of sensible one. She has a strange set of self-destructive behaviors that come purely from her past attempts to find affection from the wrong sorts of people, and now she’s drawn to those more than other, kinder people. Complaining isn’t something she’s prone to do, and she treats hardship like a blessing, but that may just be because she has no backbone to speak of. Standing up for anything would be too hard, and she’d clam up if asked to do such a thing. Commonly known as someone who can’t do anything right, her mind tends to wander a lot….and sometimes it almost seems like she’s not the only person in her head.
Admin Note: This is Chunji, he basically just went crazy and morphed into someone else. If you wish to know more about the situation, please talk to Alyssa (Hyosun Typist).