The Freak Circus 𖹭
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Pierrot never imagine someone a human would stand up for him. She came to save him, unlike others who watch, snickers and ignore whenever he's attacked or being insulted. No, She wasn't like them.
She can't be a human, right? She is an angel.
His angel.
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She replayed the game until it was the only thing in her life that still made her feel anything. Then she died, and God asked her where she wanted to go.
Aster Loxley wakes up in The Freak Circus two months before Day 1, in a body that is not entirely human, in an apartment she did not rent, with a job she did not apply for and a script she has memorized by heart. She has a plan: stay quiet, stay hidden, let the protagonist have her story and help her when needed.
The plan does not survive the morning she sees a red clown shoved to the ground in the street. -
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I decided to start scenarios! (requests closed)
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What if the members of The Circus of Horrors encountered something they've never dealt with before?
What if a witchling found herself surrounded by other worldly creatures and the object of their curiosities?
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Warning: Please read the tags for the fic!
This is basically just me as the MC of The Freak Circus. While this story is close to the game’s there will be a few artistic (and autistic) liberties here and there.
I might soften a few things that triggered me personally too.
Enjoy!