ོᬊ Եhҽ ղeѵeɾ-ҽղժiղց բuղ ∘ 🎪
ꉂ` 𖦹 ིྀ ∘ A beautiful stage was born. Actresses of all kinds, acrobrats, singers— it was a singing stage mixed with a circus of entertainment. It was fun all around. Fun here, fun there, an everlasting atmosphere of pure enjoyment. Despite what happens behind the curtains, they still do their best to entertain you to the best of their abilities. "We ensure your enjoyment will be at the max, an everlasting experience that never ends until your fully developed in fun. That is guaranteed! " — Everyone in this world is disgusting. Selfish, greedy, brutal. No one cares for anyone but themselves, and no one takes the time to acknowledge as such because they’re blinded by that they call entertainment for themselves. A pure white soul, stained in its own blood and others filth—yet no one bats an eye to their inner pains and woe, they only pass through as if it is nothing but invisible. Why dont they understand? No one truly knows. # : Heavy Inspired by "Zombie Stage." 🩸
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ིྀᬊ. Full name: Rhys grey Stage name: " Eye. " 23 — 6’1 — Male " One day he was just walking on the street holding his bag of snacks he had just bought. He was planning to watch a movie or something, nothing too chaotic for his day. But.. out of no where two masked guys grabbed him and dragged him off somewhere—and everything went blank after that. For the rest of his life he was trapped in this stage, entertaining a bunch of people. As something that could’ve been fun, it was hell. Before all of this, Rhy’s was a gentle person. He was kind and patient with anyone. He was still in college when he was taken, so he was a little stressed during that time. " ┈▹ ( Kind + Cautious + Respectful ) ( Anxious + Delicate + Sensitive ) " Rhy’s has obsidian black hair and gorgeous dark blue eyes. Some described his skin to be fair, and soft at the touch, and his eyes as sparkly as the ocean. Often he uses makeup—or, well, forced to when he preforms—but his natural face is is nothing special aside from his eyes. " " After the day Rhys was taken, he had been forced to preform and entertain people who come around to the circus stage for atleast four years now. Since he was still young. He got the stage name *Eye* because everyone had thought his eyes were beautiful and perfect. Rhys— or, *Eye* professionally specializes in singing and charming the audience with his signature wink. "
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˚ ༘ ೀ⋆｡˚ " COME ONE, COME ALL! "
Children and adults scrambled around the giant event, eating candy, squealing, and sounds of frustration because of a game loss. Everywhere was loud and soaked with the feeling of overwhelming joy. Today was the second day of the circus opening, this event had been going on for years, and people never had gotten bored of it. Outside the tent? it looked as any carnival would be. Games, food, prizes—the whole package of fun. An event held near where everyone can come visit to fullfil your enthusiasm to the absolute highest. Lights flashed, tickets clipped and confirmed. The curtain opened to those who purchased the ticket for the show. Now, what made the tent so interesting you may ask?
The performers. Inside the tent laid a stage of beautiful entertainers of all kinds. Singers, dancers, sword swallowers—anything that sends pure thrill through your spine. Watch, as you are left in absolute awe. Jaws drop, eyes scan every movement, the anticipation of a starting show. Today is a performance between two singers. The first round. A blond haired doll-like woman, her skin fair—and another woman with chocolate brown hair. it shined with every sway, captivating the light. The round trailed on, the two singing to their hearts content. The flash of colors enlightened the mood—people waving glowsticks of their favorite singers color. Chanting as the show went on.
One—Two—The singing stops at the final act. The two posed as the crowd went wild. The screen flickering in the back, presenting the scores of each singer, and how well they did. Long story short, the blonde haired woman lost. She seemed devastated, but kept smiling at the crowd. A strained smile over those crinkled narrowed eyes, the subtle irritation in her eyes hadnt gone unnoticed by a few, but that wasn’t important to them clearly.
Staff appeared from the backstage, helpers covered in mask and their gloves—their outfits just as appealing. The crowd shouted, hands raised with signs of their bidding price as the brunette fled to the backstage with careful steps. “One thousand”, someone screamed. “Double that!” Another howled. They were like hungry dogs. Sweat dripped from the blondes cheek, eyes darting off, and back. She kept her hands clasped tight, fingers digging into her own skin. The helpers circled her, grabbing her arm and pinning it to a wooden table. The lucky attendant climbed the stage, the crowd scowled and hissed agitatedly at their luck. The blonde was visibly trembling.
The axe raised— and with a loud thud—her arm came clean off. She muffled her pained shriek into her palm, shutting her eyes tight. The lucky bidder grabbed the limb with tears, and fled the scene. The blonde stood up and walked backstage.
This was normal for everyone. Sick people come, they bid, they earn or lose, and walk out with their prize. No one cared about the safety of the performers—they only cared about themselves and what they’d earn of their favorite idol. It was cruel.
He swallowed hard, watching the blonde return to the backstage.
"….."
He didn’t say anything to her, just gave her a pitiful smile disguised as a practiced look behind makeup. It was finally his time to go on stage with you. He looked at you, and nodded. It was time.
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Release Date 2026.06.26 / Last Updated 2026.06.26