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galaxygorl-does-stuff · 6 months

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rewatched the tadc trailer for the seventh time and I just noticed how kinger is during the whole gloink queen situation

like when she’s monologuing he’s watching so intensely

but then his expression changes a bit

and once Kaufmo appears he looks like this before getting zoobles head launched at him

a red-based queen and some abstraction shenanigans……. wonder if that reminded him of something

or someone

#it looks like he's disassociating in the last picture #ik he constantly looks insane but there was more behind those eyes #the amazing digital circus #tadc #kinger tadc #kinger x queenie #tadc queenie #queenie #I hate calling her queener but here we go ig I want more interaction #kinger x queener #tadc queener #the amazing digital circus queener #kinger #queener #queenie tadc #tadc theory

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queenieaskblog · 3 months

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"Where am I..? What on earth..?"

(Hi there! Wiltered here, just thought it would be fun to start an ask blog with Queenie!! Feel free to ask whatever you like but please please please keep it SFW. Other then that, go nuts)

#the amazing digital circus #ask blog #tadc queenie #queenie #TADC #please interact

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peerlessscowl · 17 days

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🧃

“Hey, mister!” He approached the taller man with a cheeky smile. “What’s with the frown? Have a treat and turn it upside down~!” He said with a singsongy tone as he handed the man a juice box.

Raven had found another cot to take his rest in, still feeling the pull of fatigue on him with every breath. Eyes assessed the gathered combatants and those who had come to give them moral support, and he couldn't help the fondness he felt, the comfortable warmth that spread in his chest.

It wasn't necessarily for him, but it was there nonetheless. Things to appreciate.

It almost escaped him when the boy approached, so unexpected as it was - but he canted his head and sighed, eyes fluttering down for a breath, before lifting his gaze, hopefully a mite softer, to meet the other's.

"Thank you," he said, accepting the juice, and taking a brief sip, flushing his system with whatever it seemed to be needing, brightening the gummed up movement in his limbs even for a moment. Another sigh, then he repeated, "Thank you. That...that helped."

#in character #toaboel2024 #interaction: optimismxmagicism #thanks again for these asks queenie #camilla's little helper...

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queenofbaws · 11 months

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“Don’t worry, I know this place like the back of my hand,” Kaylee said confidently before tripping and falling face-first into a ditch.

"Smooth," Jacob said, probably not loud enough for Kaylee to hear as she groaned and pushed herself up through the scrub brush to right herself again but plenty loud for Kaitlyn to hear, if the way she elbowed him in the stomach was anything to go by.

"Don't be a dick, you dick," she said from the very corner of her mouth, and while there wasn't actually any venom in the comment ("dick," to them, had long ago replaced "dude" in daily use), neither was there any of the genuine concern that filled her voice as she called to Kaylee, "You okay, kiddo?"

Beside them, Caleb let out a long, slow breath - more like a hum than anything else - folded his arms, shook his head, and told them in a confidential tone, "She gets that from our mom, you know...the shit hand-eye coordination." He paused just long enough for them to mull the idea over, though not nearly long enough to figure out why he might've told them that in the first place, then added what must've been the world's worst afterthought: "She's dead."

That time it was all Jacob could do to slide his eyes Kaitlyn's way; she covered as best she could, but as it turned out, her best was little more than a gobsmacked, "Oh, uh, sorry...about...that," and then a tentative, "How...did that happen?"

"Fell into a ditch," he said flatly, and when finally - finally - he cracked a smile and snickered to himself, Kaitlyn met Jacob's eyes again and they agreed (in that silent, knowing way friends had) that neither of them would ever, ever, ever complain about Mr. H's cheesy jokes again.

six sentence sat(or)sunday!!!

#jeyfeather1234 #six sentence weekend #queenie writes supermassive #the quarry #the hacketts #heheheheUHEUHEUHEUHE oh i wish supermassive had let us see the hacketteers interact w the hackett kids #let! them! be! vaguely! spooky!!!!!!

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musemuseum · 7 months

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@delicatestm | for anyone!! Muse: Queenie Kirkland

"You're fucking delusional!" She didn't know why this was such a shock to her. There had been signs. "What is wrong with you?"

#queenie; interactions

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fiapple · 1 year

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i mean, it's not surprising that this happened, transmedicalism has always at it's core been a push to make trans narratives more palatable to the cis populus. but, that being said, i just had to block someone, & I would like to be clear about this going forward : if you id as a cis transmed, you are absolutley transphobic. fuck off and and fix your shit.

you as a cis person have absolutley no weight in the conversation of what qualifies transness, especially not uninvited, you supercilious dumb-ass. how dare you be so goddamn presumptous as to assume understanding of a sort of self-creation you could never fucking touch.

#putting (i'm not transphobic jeeze) after is MEANINGLESS YOU FUCKWIT #how are you gonna try to interact with a bigender-bisexual nonbinary trans person and have that go well!!! how fucking dare you #this is the shit i fucking wake up to. fuck you. fuck you. fuck you. ykw. down with cis bus #and for the fucking reccord im not diagnosed but i do experience some degree of dysphoria particulary chest dysphoria. you absolutley do #not need to feel that to be trans. in fact if you're someone who is lucky enough to be able to skip that and get right to euphoria i think #you are very fucking punk. maybe even one of the most punk. esp if you're transfem & 0% dysphoric. go you queenie!!!#anti transmed #transphobia #cisgender self-centering

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kokoronbain · 2 years

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Hi I hope this doesn't sound weird or anything 😭

But! I had a nap just earlier to sleep off a headache and I saw your ghostsona Paloma in a dream for a moment! I had a whole bunch of loose feathers from her wings and was sticking them in her hair like a crown

It was funny and we were giggling about it the whole time

Also I hope you're having a good day 💜

Wait. This is the contrary of weird...

IT'S ACTUALLY SUPER ADORABLE!! 😭😭

And it needs to be drawed °^°

I made it in a few hours so this doodle is messed up but I did it in all my heart, I swear! QvQ

Hope you like it and have a great day too! 🤗💜💜💜

#luigi's mansion 3 #paloma 💃🕊#koko's art #interaction #thanks for the message!#queenieboo22 #queenie #lm3 ghostsona #lm3

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papcrrings · 2 years

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Closed Starter : Caroline & Queenie ( @ofxscavengcrs )

“Wow, that did not look very pleasant,” Caroline said, approaching the other with sympathy in her tone, “Are you alright? Do you want me to yell at them?”

#starter : caroline forbes #i think that i deserve better than that : caroline forbes #interactions : caroline forbes #interactions : caroline & queenie

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rcdiostcrs · 1 year

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@gamecn | continued from here.

an aimless road trip. the two friends had taken the impala and drove out. no coworkers; no teammates. no one to bother them. just the two of them--working on a bent friendship.

jeckson, from his spot laying on the roof, nodded. “it’s gorgeous.” his small smile grew the tiniest bit. skygazing, while not his favorite hobby as jeckson felt that he had bigger worries, was relaxing when with a friend. the swirling of colors as day shifts to night could rival the aurora borealis.

“speaking of nightfall,” he shifted, sliding down the front window to sit next to his friend, “we should probably start thinking about where to sleep. under the stars? a cheap motel? the backseat?” he threw out some ideas.

#*jeckson #jeckson —☆— interactions #gamecn —♫— jeckson ft atticus 002 #//#[bernie sanders vc]: i am once again making a thread out of a meme i once sent queenie #(also! [bernie vc]: i am once again making this bernie sanders joke.)

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g00bergoo · 15 days

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Welcome Aboard-

here’s our line up

here’s a close up inspection

This will be updated with links… eventually

Masterlist-

The original post

Some of the original designs

Dreamy detective

What does ourple mean for Caine?

What time is this set in?

Queenie? Kaufmo? Where are they???

Comic things-

Little interactions 1

Carnival Ragatha interaction

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laweonakenny · 5 months

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Why specifically do you ship Kinger with Caine?

like... not wanting to offend your romantic taste (I don't know what that's called)

But Kinger and Caine barely speak to each other in the pilot or in any other official media

My time has come... Hehehe 💕✨️

Well, I must admit that it is true that both characters had a few interactions (being precisely only one), but the reason why I love this ship so much is because Kinger, having been in the digital circus for so long, can be reached to think that he and Caine have known each other for quite some time. It may sound like nothing, but the fact that Kinger didn't abstract makes me think that there might be a reason why that didn't happen to him, maybe it's just luck, but sometimes I think that maybe Caine gives his greatest effort to ensure that this does not happen to Kinger...

Thinking that the two of them have been together for so many years makes me imagine that there is some kind of connection between them. That maybe it started when Queenie get abstracted, probably Caine saw Kinger's pain and that made him experience guilt and empathy for him, something that Caine had never felt for someone in the past... This made Caine start to get closer to Kinger, because he was worried about him and the situation he was going through... Thus beginning a kind of friendship that turned into romance, and which became stronger as time went by... Or maybe none of that happened, but thinking about it makes me love the ship more and more.

Yes, very long answer, but when they ask me about my ships I can't stay silent 💞

#royalteeth #the amazing digital circus #caine x kinger #tadc caine #tadc kinger #kingleader #kinger x caine

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mcumorningstar · 20 days

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A Rose By Any Other Name || Part Two

part one part three

series pairing: tommy shelby x reader, hints of john shelby x reader, hints of tommy x lizzie

summary: After your interaction with Tommy, there is a rift between you and Lizzie but an apology and the Epsom Derby threaten to strain your friendship further.

warnings: 18+ minors dni, mentions of prostitution, mentions of sex, alcohol consumption, typical peaky blinders content, (slow burn sorry)

author’s note: Thank you to everyone who read part one and interacted! There's no smut just yet but be patient it's coming (and so are Tommy and reader ;) !!!) Also I picture Thelma to look like Queenie from Fantastic Beasts but interpret her however you please <3 Enjoy!

After the ordeal with the Shelby brothers, The Garrison felt off-limits. Lizzie wasn't exactly pleased when she found out, and so you and Thelma decided to spend the night at The Marquis of Lorne.

The Marquis was packed, wall to wall with rowdy men and women from the BSA. You weren't planning on working tonight but, if the right man came along, you were in no position to turn him down.

The only upside of the job is that you didn't work in a whorehouse. People, however cruel, were even crueller to whorehouse whores. There was a strange level of acceptance, as if the men soliciting you could forget you were a working girl because they met you in places they meet regular women.

"Apparently there's a secretary job going," Thelma looked around the room at the smartly dressed women, "At the BSA."

"Have you applied?" You asked, sipping your gin. Employment was a sore subject between the two of you. Nobody whores unless they're desperate.

Thelma shakes her head and fiddles with the placemat under her glass. She draws her bottom lip between her teeth, her eyes fixed on the table.

"I wouldn't get it anyway."

"Why not? You can type, you can count, you're friendly-"

"I'm a whore," Thelma interrupted, amusement and hurt swimming in her eyes, "These women in here would be my colleagues. They don't think I'm worth the sheets I was born on... Sorry, we're supposed to be having fun."

Thelma blinked quickly and sat up straight, grinning, "Fuck it. Fuck them all."

She raised her glass and you met her toast.

"Fuck them all," You laughed, taking a large swig of your drink. The clear liquid burning your throat as you swallowed and exhaled.

Offering to get the next round of drinks, your attention was pulled by a heated argument by the bar. Two men in suits were subjected to verbal abuse from a drunken BSA worker.

One of them was a Blinder. You recognised him from The Garrison.

In a split second, fists were flying and knuckles were bloody. The Blinder and his friend were outnumbered but they held their own. Fruitlessly, the owner yelled from behind the bar for them to stop.

A table was knocked on its side as two men wrestled onto it and landed on the floor. Glass shattered somewhere in the room and the patrons of the bar tried to run.

Grabbing Thelma's hand, you yanked her to the exit. The crisp cold air of Small Heath seeped through your coat as you hurried towards Garrison Lane.

"Y/N?" Thelma asked once she realised the direction you were headed in.

"The Peaky Blinders need to know that two of their men are outnumbered," You replied, compelled by the power of the gangsters for the first time. They would fix this.

"What about Lizzie?" Thelma was now walking alongside you, matching you step for hurried step as you turned the corner.

The amber lights of The Garrison illuminated the pub and you rushed towards it like a moth to a flame.

Yanking the wooden door open, you pushed your way through the crowd, looking back to check Thelma was still with you. The door of the snug was open and three of the four Shelby brothers sat playing cards. Lizzie was tucked into the corner, chatting to Esme.

You lingered there for a moment before knocking lightly. All eyes turned to you, and Thelma gave a little wave. Lizzie's eyebrows shot up but she quickly neutralised her expression.

"Hello lovely," Arthur's voice boomed as he leaned back in his chair, "What do we owe the pleasure?"

"There's a fight at The Marquis. A Blinder and a boy. They didn't start it," You answered, the night's drinking deterring any nerves.

"But we'll finish it," John tossed his cards onto the table.

The three brothers got to their feet but Finn was shoved back into his seat.

"Nobody breathes a bloody word of this to Polly," Arthur threatened, his booming voice bouncing off the walls, "We will tell Tommy when he's back, alright?"

No Tommy? You assumed Lizzie turned down your offer tonight to spend her time with him. You were more confused than hurt, but the Blinder family was a family you had no desire to understand.

"When- When will Thomas be back?" You held your head high despite a wave of embarrassment rushing over you, "I owe him an apology."

"Don't know. Rich women are mad for working class cock these days," Arthur chuckles deeply, gulping down the contents of his glass and slamming it down, "I reckon he'll be back tomorrow."

Out of the corner of your eye, Lizzie shifts in her seat and straightens the skirt of her dress.

"I shall see you tomorrow then," You confirmed before the two men from The Marquis stepped into the snug, with scuffed knuckles and bloody collars. They smirk and grin at each other.

"We'll leave you," You nodded and disappeared out of the snug, back onto Garrison Lane.

Thelma giggled, "They certainly are intimidating."

You laughed a sigh of relief, surviving another interaction with the Shelby brothers. The door of The Garrison swiftly swung open and shut, as Lizzie joined you, pulling her coat on.

"Yeah yeah I'm a fool," Lizzie scoffed, sadness in her eyes.

"Who's the rich woman?" Thelma asked, hooking her arm around Lizzie's. Your eyes widened.

Lizzie lit a cigarette, "May Carleton. A toff who trains his horse. Rides his cock too. You don't have to apologise. I'm well shot of him."

Despite her foolishness when it comes to Thomas Shelby, you appreciated her forgiveness but there wasn't a world where you weren't going to apologise.

Three of the Shelby brothers witnessed your declaration and frankly you were afraid of the consequences of not following through.

The following afternoon you found yourself walking towards Shelby Company Ltd. There was a Blinder stood by the door, smoking a cigarette.

"Hello. I'm here to see Mr Shelby. Is he here?" You asked the gruff-looking man, who looked you up and down. Making his decision, he pushed the door open, eyes not leaving your body.

Being a whore really does get you in anywhere.

Inside was a foyer with gorgeous paintings decorating the walls and another set of double doors with Shelby Company Ltd embossed on the frosted glass.

With no sense of direction, you pushed through the double doors to find a few steps leading you down to two desks, facing one another.

"Y/N?" Lizzie's brow furrowed as she rose from her desk to greet you at the bottom of the steps, "What you doing here?"

"I promised Arthur and John I'd apologise. Is he here?" You winced.

"They won't cut you," Lizzie smiled, laughing softly, "He just got back. Oh, this is Michael, he's Polly's son."

Lizzie motioned to the desk opposite hers. The boy from The Marquis sat behind the large desk in a clean, pressed suit.

"Hello Michael, I'm Y/N," You reached for his outstretched palm and shook his hand.

"I remember," Michael smiled, youthful mischief danced in his eyes, "Thanks for the help last night."

"You looked like you needed the help," You joked, pulling a laugh from him.

"Alright, Tommy isn't paying you to flirt with my friend," Lizzie teased, guiding you to the doors of Thomas' office and knocking. After a moment, she pushed the door open and you followed her in.

"Y/N to see you," Lizzie announced, leaving you alone with him before he could respond. Thomas sat behind his desk, staring at the phone with a cigarette hanging from his lips.

The door closing jolted him from his reverie and he moved an opened envelope into the top drawer of his desk. Thomas cleared his throat and looked to you, taking a drag from his cigarette.

"Take a seat, Miss Y/L/N," His gravelly voice rumbled from deep in his chest, motioning to a chair opposite with his hand.

Sitting in the plush leather chair opposite him, you crossed your legs and braced yourself under his burning gaze.

"Drink?" He nodded to the glass decanter of whiskey on his desk, an already half-full glass sat beside it. Thomas rose to his feet and rounded the desk, retrieving another glass from a cabinet by the window.

Finding your words, you nodded, "Yes. Thank you Mr Shelby." Maybe a drink in your system would loosen you up.

A soft scoff fell from the man's lips as he poured whiskey into your glass, pushing it across his desk towards you and collapsing into his chair.

"None of that, alright?" He stubbed out his cigarette in a glass ashtray, the smoke floating in the air in one wispy streak.

You sipped your whiskey and swallowed hard, "Of course Mr- Thomas. I stopped by to apologise... about the other night. You went out of your way to help me and it was wrong of me to- to slam the door in your face. So I'm sorry Mr- Thomas."

Thomas' blue eyes scrutinised you as silence hung in the air between you. Fiddling with the glass in your hand, you cleared your throat and ruminated over your apologetic words.

Worry washed over you as you entertained the possibility that he didn't accept your apology.

"Would- Would you accept a drink on me by way of apology?"

Thomas' head tilted to one side at that. A small smile toyed at the corner of his lips. You shifted in your seat under his gaze.

"That won't be necessary," He shook his head once and the metallic click of his cigarette case opening sounded in the space between you. He ran a fresh cigarette along his plump lips, deep in thought for a moment.

"Have you ever been to the races, Y/N?"

Your brows shot up and your breath caught in your throat. Was he asking what you thought he was?

You shook your head and Thomas nodded, "I'll pick you up Saturday 9 o'clock."

Was this his was of accepting your apology? A favour for a favour? You weren't going to get on his bad side a second time and so, with confusion and apprehension, you agreed.

"I don't have anything nice to wear," You shyly admitted, a weak attempt to save yourself from further involvement with the Shelbys.

Admittedly, you were intrigued by the man before you. It brought a sense of shame but there was something captivating about the Peaky Blinders, especially Thomas Shelby.

Thomas reached into his pocket and thumbed through a sizeable roll of notes. He set two notes onto the table and tapped his index finger against the paper. Okay so you were definitely going to the Epsom Derby.

"9:00 Saturday, alright?"

"Yes Mr Sh- Thomas."

"Since we're going to Epsom together, you can call me Tommy, eh?" A small smirk tugged at the corner of his pink lips as he leaned back in his chair.

"Of course. I'll see you on Saturday Tommy," You smiled politely and made your leave. Anxiety rose within you as you passed Lizzie's empty desk, anticipating her reaction to your alarming news.

Wondering how you were going to tell her the man she loves is taking you to the races, you hurried out of the building and headed home.

You've only encountered Thomas Shelby on two separate occasions and it was clear that he was going to be the death of you.

#peaky blinders #tommy shelby x fem!reader #tommy shelby x reader #tommy shelby x reader smut #cillian murphy #cillian x fem!reader #tommy shelby fanfic

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queenofbaws · 1 year

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“Are you a werewolf?” the strange girl asked, jumping down from the tree and getting uncomfortably close to Silas. She stood on her toes to appear taller than she actually was and smiled enthusiastically, showing off her tiny fangs. “I’m a vampire, see? What are you doing all the way out here? Where’s your family? Are you an orphan? Do you want to be friends?” She still hasn’t told him her name yet.

Had the moon been any rounder, he probably would've been able to sniff her out from a mile away...but then, he'd been awfully distracted, hadn't he? Watching the families weaving in and out of the streetlight beams, hands clasped or feet skipping, pillowcases full of candy hanging at their sides - maybe he wouldn't have noticed her at all.

His throat was dry as he pulled back, his mouth working to form shapes it hadn't made in so long.

"Megan, for the love of...will you quit running off like that?!"

The girl rolled her eyes up to the sky as the sound of heavy footsteps crunched the grass around them, and the next thing Silas knew, she was being hoisted up by a strong pair of arms, her would-be captors grumbling in voices so low, he only caught a select few words: "Mom's gonna have a cow," and "strangers," and "sidewalk, please!"

"Dennis, jeez," she groaned as she was carried away, "Tanya, Anthony, oh my gooooosh;" she lifted a hand after a beat, offered Silas a finger-wave he could only return belatedly, chirped an apologetic "Happy Halloween," and then, just like that, she was gone - and once more he stood alone in the shade of the trees.

six sentence sat(or)sunday!!!

#jeyfeather1234 #six sentence weekend #queenie writes supermassive #AND HERE COMES QUEENIE WITH THE STEEL CHAIR (read: timelines that do not match up)#i just think. personally. the burning-to-death families should get to interact #as a treat :3c

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gayiconwaluigi · 5 days

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Monkey Man clearly outlines how power is a part of gender and how those without power within the state like Sita and the protagonist have more in common with each other despite being categorized as woman and man than they do with their counterparts Queenie and Rana. The genders of Queenie and Rana intersect so that their perpetuation of power and violence within the state is an integral part of their gendered performance. The protagonist eschews the power he could gain within the state via patriarchy or capitalism and thus is performing a non-normative, gender-nonconforming type of masculinity compared to the men within the state who uphold the system. It’s clear that the genders are in conversation with each outside of the system when you acknowledge Sita and the protagonist’s recognition of the self in each other thru their shared cultural background. There is also how the protagonist’s mother lives through him in his memory, and he carries her within him and recognizes and interacts with the suffering of women through that memory. Gender through this lens is more harmonious and fluid as evidenced by those at the temple, than the gender weaponized through power and class via Rana and Queenie.

#monkey man #dev Patel #monkey man 2024 #films #Jordan Peele #hanuman #gender

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iguessimfished · 2 months

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TWO SIDES AU!!

(Finished fully. I'm not changing anything now.)

Two sides AU is just two sides that kinda fight every now and then. When a player first enters the game they're randomly placed in a team (they don't choose)

Team A or Team C

Each round all players get 3 lives and once they lose all 3 they can't respawn until the game is over.

The goal of the game is to elimate the other team. When a team wins they now own that territory until they have to fight for it again.

What they're hoping to do is get rid of the other team for good so they can escape the game

Both sides currently think the other team is a bunch of npcs created by their ringmasters.

TEAM A

AIBEL

The leader of team A. He absolutely despises Caine yet he barely knows him and doesn't even know why he hates him so much. He clearly hasn't questioned this yet and is more busy keeping the players from burning the tent down.

GANGLE

Surprisingly the both strongest of Team A. When it comes to fighting she feels really bad about hurting the other team (unless they have their comedy mask on...) so if you're somehow still conscious after you get whacked by that hammer, you'll most likely hear them repeatedly apologize for hitting you.

JAX

(now with mime inspiration) Jax often enters the battle recklessly and never bothers to help his teammates. (They hate him) he also enjoys to constantly taunt and insult the other team, especially when he manages to gets a kill.

(for short, he's an asshole.)

ZOOBLE

Zooble doesn't like to rely on the others, and instead creates themselves a little army with small parts from their zoobox. But the thing is the critters have little HP and so taking them down is quite easy as long as you don't let them get too close to you.

QUEENIE

When the fight starts she tries to stay far and out of sight while taking down her opponents since she isn't the best with close combat. Although if it ever comes to it she'll leave her hiding spot and come to their teammates aid.

TEAM C

CAINE

The leader of Team C. He also dislikes aibel with no clue on why and a little bit of him wishes they didn't fight so much. But everytime they interact it ends in pointless arguing and bickering..

RAGATHA

Ragatha tries her best to help the team and lead them to victory. And so when her teammates are almost down she hurries to patch up any of their wounds. (literally patch it as in sewing.) Attempting to kill ragatha off first won't be easy since she always has her butcher knife prepared.

POMNI

A newer addition to Team C

She's still confused about everything in this place and rather leave than learn more about it, So often times she'll ditch her entire team to go and try searching for a way out. But when she's forced to stay in the fight she prefers to sneak up on her opponents exactly how she sneaks around the circus. (This is the reason she has no bells)

KAUFMO

(it's hard to draw him in my style :[ ) The second kaufmo gets on the field, everything is on fire. It's become a real problem to the point where outside of battle everyone tries their best to keep anything thats able to start a fire away from him, yet he always somehow finds a box of matches or two.

KINGER

When it comes to the battle kinger more focuses on his traps than the actual fight in hopes to catch a insect for his collection. (He has none so far.) If you let him, he'd go on rambles about the many traps he's thought of overtime and how they'd work. (Probably mentioning insects along the way)

EXTRA

I sadly reached the limit of 10 images so I'll just make a separate post and link it to this 😭

Extras here