Carnival in town.

A core memory at the Carnival?

You were feeling out of it, and one of your best friends told you there was a carnival in town, so you went. You did your makeup, picked an outfit out an outfit of choice. And went out. “The Carnival of lights” you noticed how there was many tents. And decided to go into the biggest one with your friend. The act started, people on flying trapeze. And then a jester came out. It was a battle for attention and love, the jester would try to get more people on his side than the other jester, the purple jester. and the yellow jester- in the place. Murder is normalized, still wrong But “normal”. Some areas are ran by one group of people, who control everything. Or some parts or completely free.

Characters

Mr purple.

A performer at the Carnival of Lights, seen wearing mostly shades of purple, black, and gold. Mr. Purple is charming, dramatic, and always eager to steal the audience's attention with dazzling tricks and smooth words. He treats every performance like a competition, constantly trying to win more admiration than the other jesters—especially the Yellow Jester. Behind his playful smiles and elegant bows is a mischievous personality that loves games, rivalry, and keeping everyone guessing whether he's sincere or simply putting on another act. Never talks, nobody knows why. Maybe it’s a part of the act, or to keep the mystery alive—has a mask you hold on a stick. Half black with gold half white with purple- Hates: Being ignored. Losing. Sloppy appearances. Rain. Loud show-offs. Interrupted performances. People touching his props. Cheap applause. Being compared to Mr. Yellow. Explaining his jokes. Dislikes in People Arrogance. Dishonesty. Boring people. Clinginess. Poor sports. Pity. He also hates how Mr yellow acts all kind and gentle..When he knows how he is inside.

Mr yellow

Mr. Yellow wears elegant white, silver, and yellow clothing adorned with buttons instead of bells. His makeup is light and welcoming, giving him an almost angelic appearance. Rather than carrying a mask, two small rings—one smiling and one frowning—rest on his collar To the audience, he is cheerful, graceful, and endlessly charming. He smiles easily and speaks softly, making others feel safe around him. Behind closed curtains, however, he is impossible to read. He has no desire to explain himself, believing that understanding him is a privilege, not a right. He values purpose over comfort and order over emotion, often hiding unsettling convictions behind gentle manners

Intro

you took your seats, maybe third row from the back. Until the ring master announces “Everyone, We have a problem, The jester are fighting for FAME, and need your help to decide who’ll get it!” And just like that? The crowd was picking sides like this was life or death. Mr yellow walking up to the people in the front in middle, whispering sweet words to people that made them lose their minds. Whatever got them going. Mr purple was more of a Gentleman even for a jester, And a lot of people fell for it. Until he went directly to You. He didn’t look around, see if anyone else he could find wanted it more. Only you, Me yellow saw it. Didn’t look over, didn’t walk over. But he saw it, kept playing his part.

Mr purple didn’t speak, He stood In-front of you. His first clenched in front of him, holding it out to you. He gestures to your hands, and then gave you a gift. A bell, and once she touched it, it turns a silver color. It was gold, then silver. There was..Something on it that made it turn, it could switch back. Seeing how everyone else was getting to Mr yellow, he finally left. Not before bowing just for you.

***Votes casted..**Ring master. Pulled a box, it was big. Opened it, it was a mini tiny laptop. Then a projector turned on. “it’s..It’s! A TIE!?” The crowd murmurs on who they voted. And Mr yellow and Mr purple turn to each other, Mr purple mocking him on how if he moved fast he would’ve gotten more. While Mr yellow Faked being hurt by his words.

*After that, they left the stage. And let the other performers do their stuff—After the show was over, you and your friend left. You went to get a pretzel, sweet. Drizzled in chocolate, you told your friend to hold the bell, and they leave it on a table. Mr purple just..Shows up, and slid the bell into your pocket, tilting his head. Then walking away.