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The ringmaster for @kibadoglover45

@circus-of-freaks-webcomic

OHH BROTHER!! THIS GUY STINKS!!! 🤮🤮

THIS IS “THE RING”!! heuenjawknwb

Yaaaayyy!! This is it!! That’s everyone!! (well for the “main cast” anyway) More about him under the cut (´π`)

The Ring (as his name might suggest) is the self proclaimed Ringmaster of the circus. He’s very out there to put it bluntly. He’s very spontaneous and has a tendency to not take anything but his own problems seriously. He always craves constant control and constant entertainment, always looking for the next big show. He also has full control over the Spectacle and can see almost everything! Even though he knows a great deal about all of them, most of the carnies aren’t aware of his existence! I think thats all I can say about him for now!

Woe! Jerk be upon ye 😔 hey so guess who hasn’t posted since last month!!! Now that I’m out of school for the summer I’ll definitely be posting more! I have that Ronnette redesign almost finished and I’m taking a few art classes over the summer to improve my skills! I also just got a better drawing app because the one I use now kinda sucks so I’m excited for that and I’ll be posting animations! at some point…

Also don’t ask why The Rings face is like that it’s totally not for any reason it doesn’t mean anything I don’t even know what you’re talking about now that I think about it because that looks like a normal face to me🤨🤨 ok bye wuv you <3

Also HAPPY PRIDE MONTH WOWEOOWWOW🏳️‍🌈🏳️‍⚧️🏳️‍🌈🏳️‍⚧️🏳️‍🌈🏳️‍⚧️🏳️‍🌈🏳️‍⚧️

ENA!!

I've been needing to share this since friday but I kept forgetting gulps

ANYWAYS

Silly billy

ENA ENA ENA!!! I chant

I was gonna make her a clown but I settled for a ring master instead! Still kept the collar though I love those collars giggle :3 her old design was...a little different and omfg the speedpaint for this was showing the stages of grief I went through I messed up so many times

I'm drawing her a silly work partner right now!!(she works in a circus obvi so I'm drawing a juggler right now!)

FIRST PROPER DRAWING ON MY IPAD?? Lowk proud I've never drawn on procreate before and I was so lost omg

The titles aren't really locked in for her yet(will probably keep the ringmaster but debating changing irritable to smth else)

Space: It's Quiet... Too Quiet

Fandom: N/A

AU?: N/A

Extra: This one is being written with connections to my own characters and their plot line(s).

Tag: @badthingshappenbingo

Lunafullia: The Revenge Of The Ringmaster

The circus grounds of Jejivan. A lively and warm atmosphere all year round, the acts and staff having as much fun as their fans and supporters! Cheers and awes would leave the glow of the tent's entrance around 6 o'clock every night for around 4 hours, 6 hours if it was a special night. Located a few miles south of the capital's centre, it stood to be the biggest source of enjoyment from residents and tourists alike. Hell, even the royals would attend frequently. Who'd expect high ranked members of society to attend events in a red and white tent that seemed to destroy all aspects of basic physics?

Jejivan's Circus. That was its name. Simple yet memorable. The main tent stood at a scarily tall 75ft, the other smaller tents standing at 55ft. Of course, that meant the space inside was just as scarily large, the centre masts stationed over 80ft apart, with a width of over 100 to add - and that's just the main tent. Why would a tent have to be so big? Well, the ringmaster and circus owner wasn't the smallest man - or naga - on Lunafullia's surface. He had to fit somehow!

Speaking of, shall we delve into the ringmaster?

A naga of the largest variety, measuring in at around 90ft long, was the ringmaster. His name was Ryoko Occidendum, and he'd been running this circus for over 150 years. He was the father of the acts, figuratively speaking at least. He made every night unique, with help from his brother on the occasion. As we mention him, Reign Occidendum is the creative manager of the circus, and also the stand in ringmaster if Ryoko couldn't partake. How would that work? Well, Ryoko and Reign are twins, identical twins.

But enough about that! This circus ran for hundreds of years, originally being called Occidendum's Circus, for it was a family thing. Popular, thriving, safe; all things for the circus that was true.

Until it was not.

No birds sang, no sounds at all. Not even the weight of his tail made a sound as he slithered over the abandoned grounds. Or, at least he didn't hear it.

He didn't know. And yet he was the one blamed. He didn't know there was a monstrosity beneath the circus. Several heads, maybe 30 of them? He couldn't quite recall. Each head had black holes for eyes, with teeth like the spikes on a flail. He didn't know.

The tent still stood. But the pain he felt, staring at the shreds of his life, was far too much. The white and red vibrance had been replaced by yellowed and tattered violence, the stench of damp fabric assaulting his senses. The fabric was torn to no end, the centre masts having trenches from where its destroyer had tried to claw its way out of its confines. Old stalls, from which attendees would've gotten their merch and snacks, now rotted and collapsed.

The air stood still. The sickening smells didn't waft away. No sound broke the silence.

It was still there.

Somewhere.

Despite the pain in his chest, he pulled back the ribbons of the tent's entrance, half debating to coil and cry. He didn't stop, advancing into the place he once stood. He stared at the main stage, the memories already surfacing.

"Welcome ladies and gents and everyone present! The circus opens its curtains to you!"

He'd said that. As he had every night. The distinguished hat he always wore, his tailcoat a charming blue, like the early hours of the morning sky. He had his tail, the reds and greens of his scales reflecting the fire light that illuminated their stages, coiled beneath him, his cane raised in a dramatic introduction.

They'd gotten two hours into their set for the night when the first grumble had been heard.

"And what a spectacular performance from our very own pirate captain! Never ceasing to amaze his crew~! Up next-"

He'd been introducing their fire dance act. He remembered it so clearly. He was cut short by a grumble, growl of sorts. He had regained his composure before attempting to introduce the act again, until a loud snarl had ripped through the grounds. He had been scared out of his skin, the first head making its horrific presence known. He had immediately called the night off, shouting and screaming for everyone to get out.

He slithered around the debris, his hood flaring slightly. He was paranoid. Rightly so, though. He didn't know what that creature had been. All he knew was that it had appeared, and ate its way through over 200 supporters of the circus, and hadn't been seen since the grounds were abandoned.

15 years ago to the day.

15 years ago, screams of fear and horror had filled the circus. Reports channeled over the city and beyond. He had been blamed for hiding it. He had insisted he'd not known it was there, and that he had no idea what it was. Survivors backed him up, informing investigators that he had been just as scared as the rest of them.

Now, 15 years on, the area was dead. Silent. Nothing. He had no reason to be there, but there he was.

Clutching his modified masamune with a white-knuckled grip, Jejivan's Circus' former ringmaster relaxed himself, glaring at the place the beast had come from all those years ago. It had destroyed his life.

He felt eyes on him, and his hood flared further. He locked his attention on the darkness ahead.

His life had been destroyed that night: his career, his family's past, his brother, his family at the circus. That beast had killed those he loved, had killed his life and reason for living.

Ryoko had come to repay the favour... Only this time, as the Lord of Jejivan, the Noble Naga of Death.

He would avenge his murdered friends and family.

The memories would be put to an end.

And he'd not be nice about it...

Technically just a fanon inside joke of the TMA series and fandom but those who listened to the podcast know what the context is

More yap vv

I wont type the context here because i know there are new TMA fans and i dont want them to get spoiled so i just made this out of context :)

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I have talked about this with a few mutuals, and I do think their rival dynamic is underrated.

They are just rivals who really hate each other and they are comedians!

They’d be perfect for a comedy adventure type story!

Might make more, would call it “Resort AU” where a bunch of end avatars work in this place

Well see ;)