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Published: 2016-10-06 01:18:41 +0000 UTC; Views: 1925; Favourites: 21; Downloads: 0
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*10 minutes before the show*Raven: What is wrong little one? Are you nervous about tonight?
Rider:..............
Raven: *smirks* Don't worry about it child. You're a beautiful dancer and singer. They will love you. Now let me see that lovely smile of yours.
Rider: *weakly smiles*
Raven: There. That's the spirit. Come now child, the show is about to begin.
Rider: *dead monotone voice* Yes Ringmaster.
Poor Rider......
You can say this is what happen if she fails. *shrugs*
Man. This was just suppose to be a practice doodle with hair styles and this happened. Β But it looks cool so I like it. Β
Here's one without the effects- sta.sh/02bh0y5z4o7ff
What do you think?
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OH NO!
Creator: HEY THOSE ARE MY EYE MARKS!
Me: Calm down Creator.
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And this is one of the reasons why Rider believes strongly about free will.
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This was the main reason why Rider was about to cry when she was talking to Logic. She remembers the different time lines and experienced one of her greatest fears, losing control. Her second fear is losing her friends.
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It's another reason why she "joked" about having issues. She tries to cover her pain with smiles.
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Dr. Logic: (I'll heal her soul and heart)
Oh my
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BD: Rider, zeus damn it. I told you to punch anyone in your path!
(really nice~)
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BR: *SheΒ stare at her for a few seconds with no responds and walks off.*
(thx :3)
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BD: ... what? No. No! You can't just walk away!
(you're welcome~ 
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BR: *She continues to walk away from BD like if she was in a daze and went towards the back of the tent.*
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BD: *Grumbles to herself before running after her.* Hey. Hey!
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BR: *turns around* I'm sorry. Are you lost ma'am? *Her voice was soft, smooth, and unsettlingly elegant compared to her usual relaxed, casual voice.* This area is for staff members only.
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BD: *She pauses at the sudden change in demeanor. It was unnerving, really. BR was standing still like a statue, something that looked just so strange to her. Usually, BR would at least be tapping her foot or messing around with her hands, but now... she remained still. It was sort of creepy. Not that she would admit it to anyone.* Hey, Rider. Buddy, pal, chum. Stop. You're creeping me out.
*... "NOT THAT SHE WOULD ADMIT IT TO ANYONE". BRONZIE, YOU'RE STEERING AWAY FROM THE SCRIPT.*
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BR: I'm sorry ma'am, but I do not believe we've met before.
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BD: *Her frown even drops lower than before and she shook her head.* What? Of course we've met before!
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Hey. Earlier this week some of my classmates was eavesdropping over my laptop while we were role-playing. They asked me what I was doing, so I told them and they thought it was cool. Later they asked me to draw a picture of Bronzie and "Circus" Rider (yes that's what they actually called her) fighting. I was like sure, but let me ask first if you were ok with it. So what do you think?
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Oh, I'm cool with it.
It would actually be awesome to see!
(BR will forever be nicknamed Circus now.)
(nO REGRETS.)
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Cool. I guess I'll start on the sketch.
(And Rider will forever hate you. 
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Sweet! Can't wait to see it.
(.... well. Circus will just have to deal with it.)
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My drawing computer is closed off for awhile, so the drawing have been put on pause. Β yeah......... my bad
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It's okay.
I understand.
-you're just lazy-
*gets sniped*
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Yes because my laziness prevents me from drawing for a whole entire week. Β The madness...... it's creeping back. Β I NEED MY COMPUTER!!! Β
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THEN GO FIND IT.
HUNT IT DOWN.
HIRE MYRON VAN BUREN TO FIND IT, IF You need to.
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I TRIED! BUT I'VE BEEN TOLD TO WAIT!
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POWER THROUGH THEM!
FIND A WAY?
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BR: *shook her head in a disagreement* Madame I think you have me confused for someone else. *She look up at her with the same calm, blank expression, but there was something different about her eyes.*
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BD: *Bronzie, being the big dumbass that she is, did not notice the change in BR's mind. Stubborn as always, she refused to leave.* Nuh-uh! You're definitely Rider! White hair, short as hell- you ARE her!
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BR: *sigh* Clearly you have had a long night Madame and is confused for I have never met you before. I must be off now. Good night. *And with that, she curtsy and tries to walk away from Bronzie.*
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BD: *Screeches and tackles her to the ground.* NO. I SWEAR TO ZEUS, RIDER, I WILL KICK YOUR ASS.
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BR: *Startled, she kicks her off and her soft elegant tone fades away* Get Off Of ME! Really?! What is your problem?! I'm just a simple performer and you-
Ring master: Rider!
BR: Ring master. *She turns with a frighten look on her face, shaking, as the tall man walks towards her.* I ..II
RM: *He puts his hand on head and looks straight at her.* Now is that anyway to treat a lady?
BR: *Her shaking stopped and returned back into her elegant state.* No sir.I'm sorry for my brash behavior.
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BD: OOF. *Slowly jumps to her feet.* Heh. Eh, wow, you can kick, ah, hard. *She wavesΒ at the Ringmaster.* Oh, uh, it's not her fault, Rave. Totally mine. I literally jumped her. Β
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RM: Is that so? *raises an eyebrow* Well then, *claps his hands together and sigh* at least nobody got hurt. I'm sorry for any trouble she made. *he puts his hand on Rider's shoulder* Come now child. It's getting late.
BR: Yes sir.
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BD: *Scrunches her nose as she watches them leave.* ... mph.
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Edgar: *also watches them walk off to the tent and sighs*
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BD: .... *stands up straight and begins fiddling with the empty vial.* I guess I need to go back now...
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Edgar: .... *thinking and checks to see if they're alone* You her friend?
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BD: ... yeah. Used to know her.
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Edgar: *muttered to himself*Β I could get into so much trouble for this... *cleared his throat and tells her about the chemical* I tried to snap her out of it but something must be different about the formula used.
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BD: *Raises an eyebrow.* Well, that explains a lot. Don't worry, I'll try to fix her.
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BD: *Chuckles.* Trust me~ Have I ever let you down?
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Edgar: Ummm.... How should I answer it?
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BD: .... *deadpan stare*
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Edgar: O-O I trust you. It's just... I'm worried. You know?
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BD: ... *she sighs* Yea, I guess I understand.
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Edgar: *glanced to the other tent seeing Rider dance for the audience*
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BD: *Watches silently.* ... I wonder...
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