Deziarra
Inactive Member
((OOC: Deziarra is obviously my character, but the others are NPCs created for this plot. Feel free to use any of them, even the seldom seen owners, or add your own. Yori means servant to the public.))
Even during the fiercest wars, people had a need for entertainment. Even during the fiercest wars, there were people capable of taking advantage of the situation and making money off of it. Such wars provided the inspiration for The Traveling Carnival. Currently they had set up camp on a abandoned asteroid in the Moriva system. This location gave them access to many different species throughout the galaxy. They had been there for about six weeks and would stay there for about six more when they would pack up and move to a still undecided location.
The founders of the carnival, an old man and woman of unknown species, had been married for nearly fifty years. Little was known about them because they seldom appeared in public. They lived in a luxurious section of rooms in a restricted part of the carnival where their share of the profits was delivered once a week. They were very rich but it was not known what they actually did with the money.
Yori, a blue skinned Nekovalkyrja walked through the crowd. She was tall and curvaceous with blond hair and dark gold eyes. Her ears were long and catlike and her lips were a bright red. She walked gracefully through the crowd, hardly making a sound. Her outfit consisted of a matching white bikini top, white short skirt, and white high heeled sandals. She was clearly one of the performers.
As she ignored the whistles and cat calls around her, she wondered how she ended up with a job like this. What made her think The Travelling Carnival would be better than joining Star Army of Yamatai? Be it good or bad, her choice was made and she would have to stick to it, at least until she payed back what she owed for her training. At last she reached the recently opened gate near the ticket booths where the morning crowd was just starting to enter.
"Welcome to The Travelling Carnival! My name is Yori!" she announced to anyone bothering to listen. "We have many spectacular events to suit many different types of tastes! Can you withstand the horrors of our haunted house? Submerge yourself in our underwater adventure! Feel the pull of our artificial gravity room! Ride our very own Carnival Express! See artifacts from all over the galaxy or watch acrobats of many different species performing together! The Cave of Wonders can show you many different worlds from many different times, all without leaving the safety of the carnival! Plus much, much more! Absolutely nothing could go wrong!"
That last sentence sounded like just the sentence people say just before something actually did go wrong, but Yori was required to say it so she said it. Still, it gave her an uneasy feeling every time she did.
Without saying a word, Deziarra showed her ticket to Yori an entered the carnival. She had the feeling coming here might have been a mistake.
Even during the fiercest wars, people had a need for entertainment. Even during the fiercest wars, there were people capable of taking advantage of the situation and making money off of it. Such wars provided the inspiration for The Traveling Carnival. Currently they had set up camp on a abandoned asteroid in the Moriva system. This location gave them access to many different species throughout the galaxy. They had been there for about six weeks and would stay there for about six more when they would pack up and move to a still undecided location.
The founders of the carnival, an old man and woman of unknown species, had been married for nearly fifty years. Little was known about them because they seldom appeared in public. They lived in a luxurious section of rooms in a restricted part of the carnival where their share of the profits was delivered once a week. They were very rich but it was not known what they actually did with the money.
Yori, a blue skinned Nekovalkyrja walked through the crowd. She was tall and curvaceous with blond hair and dark gold eyes. Her ears were long and catlike and her lips were a bright red. She walked gracefully through the crowd, hardly making a sound. Her outfit consisted of a matching white bikini top, white short skirt, and white high heeled sandals. She was clearly one of the performers.
As she ignored the whistles and cat calls around her, she wondered how she ended up with a job like this. What made her think The Travelling Carnival would be better than joining Star Army of Yamatai? Be it good or bad, her choice was made and she would have to stick to it, at least until she payed back what she owed for her training. At last she reached the recently opened gate near the ticket booths where the morning crowd was just starting to enter.
"Welcome to The Travelling Carnival! My name is Yori!" she announced to anyone bothering to listen. "We have many spectacular events to suit many different types of tastes! Can you withstand the horrors of our haunted house? Submerge yourself in our underwater adventure! Feel the pull of our artificial gravity room! Ride our very own Carnival Express! See artifacts from all over the galaxy or watch acrobats of many different species performing together! The Cave of Wonders can show you many different worlds from many different times, all without leaving the safety of the carnival! Plus much, much more! Absolutely nothing could go wrong!"
That last sentence sounded like just the sentence people say just before something actually did go wrong, but Yori was required to say it so she said it. Still, it gave her an uneasy feeling every time she did.
Without saying a word, Deziarra showed her ticket to Yori an entered the carnival. She had the feeling coming here might have been a mistake.