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Hello, fair sirs and ladies! My name is Fryno Forever, and I am here to present the greatest Skylander circus of all time: The Freak Show!
Much unlike IRL, this has less fighting, and more just, all around creepiness! After Chapter 1, new characters introduced will be dramatically introduced via the invisible camera and slow-motion. Enjoy your stay, and:


WELCOME TO THE FREAK SHOW!


Information About Our Guests and Workers (Characters):
Whirlpool Riptide: Friend of Dash, main protagonist, him and Dash are normal Skylanders living in the Freak Show
Dash Hot Dog: Friend of Whirlpool, main protagonist, him and Whirlpool are normal Skylanders living in the Freak Show
Bullseye Flameslinger: Worker at the Freak Show, great archer, has three arms
Tripod Bumble Blast: Worker at the Freak Show, music specialist, has three legs

Current Performances (Story Arcs):




Taglines (I can't Always be Clever)
Ch. 1 - Ring Around the Rosie!
Ch. 2 - The London Bridge is Falling Down!
Ch. 3 - Peek-a-Boo!

Also, I plan on doing teasers for these chapters, but they're different from the IRL ones. These one work with an invisible camera, so it reads like something you would watch on a screen.

Not all special Skylanders are sent to Ares’ Walmart. For example, Whirlpool was a Rip Tide and Dash was a Hot Dog. They were both sent to a certain Target between Arizona and California. They were some of the only Skylanders there. One day, Whirlpool and Dash left their Target, determined to find somewhere else to live. There was just one problem. They had no idea where to go.
“Come on boy, let’s find a place to live!” said Whirlpool to Dash.
“You are aware of the fact that calling me ‘boy’ is slowly degrading my self-worth, correct, Whirl?” asked Dash.
“Yeah,” said Whirlpool quietly. The two friends kept walking down the road, looking for a home. Eventually, they found a gas station. As they started walking to it, they noticed a Skylander to the side of it. They couldn’t tell who it was, but they decided that no harm could come from saying hello. He was spinning a sign that read: ‘Welcome all Skylanders! Come Visit the Freak Show!’ Whirlpool and Dash were about to reach the Skylander.
“Hello, sir?” said Whirlpool as he slowly walked up to the Skylander, who’s back was turned to Whirlpool and Dash. It was a Flameslinger. He turned around to face the Rip Tide and Hot Dog. He spun a sign around his back and threw it into the air in slow-motion. The name Bullseye appeared on the blank side of the sign.
“Hello young sirs! Welcome, to the Freak Show!” exclaimed the Flameslinger. He dramatically threw the sign in the air and shot his hands out to the sides. He caught the sign and leaned against the wall, the sign next to him.
“Name’s Bullseye,” said the Flameslinger.
“Hello sir Bullseye, my name is Dash Hot Dog, and my associate here is Whirlpool Rip Tide. If I may inquire, why is your establishment known as ‘the Freak Show?”
“This is called the Freak Show because, well, everyone here is a bunch of freaks! It’s pretty self-explanatory. We could probably find something for you to do if you want to stay.”
“Wait, what makes you a freak?” questioned Whirlpool.
“Watch this,” said Bullseye. He pulled out two bows, one in each hand. Then his other hand grabbed- wait, a third hand!? Yes, Bullseye had a third arm. His third hand held two arrows in it. He notched both bows.
“Could you throw that sign into the air?” asked Bullseye.
“Sure,” said Whirlpool. He threw the sign high into the sky. Bullseye released both arrows. Each one landed on an exclamation point. Bullseye set down his bows and caught the sign. He pulled the arrows out and put them back in his quiver.
“The entrance to the Freak Show is that small door in the wall over there. I look forward to seeing you again. Enjoy your stay, at the Freak Show!”
Whirlpool and Dash, not seeing a better alternative, opened the door and walked into the Freak Show. They were surprised by what they saw.
There were tons of big tents and houses, and the place was filled with Skylanders, freaks and normals alike (but mostly freaks.)
A Bumble Blast walked up to Dash and Whirlpool. He had a third leg, like a tail. In slow-motion, he leaned back and stood on his third leg and kicked his feet up on an imaginary desk, hands locked behind his hands. The name Tripod appeared at the top of the screen.
“Hello Hot Dog and Rip Tide. I’m Tripod. Not only am I freak, but I also created some of the music you hear here. Take a listen.”
“I’m going to the carnival,
It’s going to be an awf-“
“That’s enough of that,” said Tripod. Suddenly, he froze.
“He’s here,” said the Bumble Blast. He looked down the path where he came from. A figure was dancing down the path.
“Who is that, intriguing Skylander?” asked Dash.
“That’s our leader, Freakshow.” Tripod sounded excited.
“What is he?” asked Whirlpool.
“He’s a clown.” Tripod looked back at Whirlpool and Dash. “Everybody loves clowns.”

Everybody loves clowns.

Freakshow danced his way down the path. He finally stopped in front of Whirlpool, Dash, and Tripod. He was a Ghost Roaster with a bell on each end of his collar and a red and black diamond pattern on his suit. His face was even paler than a normal skeleton. He had red lipstick. He spun in a circle, then slow-motion jumped into the air while spreading his arms to each side. The name Freakshow appeared at the top of the screen.
“New faces! I love new faces!” said Freakshow creepily. “Why don’t we introduce ourselves!? I’m Freakshow, owner of this, well, Freak Show! You’ve already met Tripod, but who, are, you!?”
Whirlpool decided to answer.
“Well, creepy clown dude, my name’s Whirlpool, and this is Dash.”
“Well, Whirlpool and Dash,” said Freakshow, still creepily (it seems to be his normal voice.) “Do you plan on staying here at our wonderful carnival!?”
“I think Dash and I should probably discuss that in private,” answered Whirlpool.
“Sounds great!” exclaimed Freakshow. “Just let me know when you’ve made your decision!” The Ghost Roaster flicked one hand up while crossing the other across his chest. He skipped along the path, spun around, and disappeared around a corner. Whirlpool and Dash turned back to Tripod.
“Is there somewhere where Dash and I can talk in private?” asked Whirlpool.
“Of course,” said the Bumble Blast. He pointed at a tent to his left.
“That place is empty. If you guys stay, it’ll become your home.”
“Thank you,” said the Rip Tide. He and Dash walked into the tent. After ensuring the door was sealed, they took a seat on the ground inside the tent. There was absolutely nothing in it. Tripod hadn’t lied.
“I have a peculiar feeling about that Freakshow fellow,” said Dash.
“Yeah, me too,” Whirlpool replied. “But everyone else seems nice enough. We can just avoid Freakshow. And hey, if things get to weird, we can always leave.”
“You are correct as always my friend,” said Dash. He and Whirlpool left the tent.
When Dash and Whirlpool were in the tent, they didn’t notice what was on the top of the inside of the tent. There, a ninja Stealth Elf was hanging from the top of the tent with her legs. She swung her body up and grabbed the tent. She dropped her legs, then reached her hand through the roof of the tent and pulled herself up. There was no hole left in the tent.
The Stealth Elf ran along the tops of the tents to the Big Top. She dropped in through the roof, again with no hole left in the tent. She landed and looked up.
“The two are going to stay, sir,” she said. “However, if things get to weird, they plan to leave.” The person the Stealth Elf was talking to was Freakshow.
“Good work Shadow!” said the clown. “Keep an eye on those two! We can’t have them leaving!” Freakshow’s face went serious.
“The game’s just begun!”

Quote:

Everybody loves clowns.

not true

Exactly.

I am activating a schedule! Not just for this, but for my other stories as well. So, without further ado, here it is!

Monday: N/A
Tuesday: Five Nights at Freddy's 2 Roleplay: The Fan-Fiction!
Wednesday: IRL
Thursday: N/A
Friday: IRL: Welcome to the Freak Show
Saturday: Skylanders: the Musical
Sunday: IRL

Also, every other Saturday and Sunday will be a new character in my OC hub. Let's see if I stick do this new schedule which is starting next week.

Dash and Whirlpool walked up to Tripod.
“Which way to Freakshow’s place?” asked Whirlpool.
“I’ll lead you there,” said the Bumble Blast. He started walking, so Whirlpool and Dash followed him. On the way, they started talking.
“So, can you tell us about some of the freaks that live here?” questioned Whirlpool.
“Sure,” answered Tripod. “You’ve already me and Bullseye. We have a real magician named Presto. He’s a Double Trouble. We have Ore, a levitating Prism Break. Sub’s a Spyro with gills who can breathe underwater. Our strong man is a Fist Bump named Jagged. Motor’s our daredevil Tread Head. And a Head Rush named Ram is our bearded lady. There are more, I just can’t remember their names right now.” Tripod stopped walking.
“You see the Big Top over there?” asked the Bumble Blast.
“Yes,” said Dash.
“That’s where Freakshow lives,” said Tripod. “Go talk to him. I have to go put on some better music.” Tripod walked away from Dash and Whirlpool to where ever the sound booth was.
The two friends turned back to the Big Top after watching Tripod leave. They walked inside. There they saw Freakshow twirling and spinning around the tent. He’s not even entertaining anyone, thought Whirlpool.
“Hello Freakshow,” said Dash. Freakshow’s head performed a full 180 degree turn to Whirlpool and Dash.
“Hello my new friends!” exclaimed Freakshow. As he started walking towards the duo, his body turned to face the same direction as his head.
“Have you made a decision!?”
“Actually, we have,” said Dash.
“We’re staying here,” said Whirlpool.
“Great!” said Freakshow. He snapped his fingers and in floated a hunched over Prism Break. He flew up and back-flipped in the air, then started falling to the ground head-first. He threw his body up and forward while stopping himself from falling in slow-motion. The name Ore appeared at the bottom of the screen.
“This is Ore! You were told who he was by Tripod, correct!?”
“Yes, we have heard of this magical levitating golem,” said Dash.
“Hello,” said Ore. His voice was deep and he talked slow.
“Hi Ore! Now, Ore will take you to our employment office! We’ll find some freaky thing for you guys to do! Go Ore!” yelled Freakshow. Ore floated through the door of the Big Top while grabbing Dash and Whirlpool. He drags them out of the tent and pulls them up into the air.
“Ahhhh! I don’t like heights!” yelled Dash. He started squirming in the arm of the Prism Break. Ore started to lose his grip on the Hot Dog.
“No!” yelled Dash as he started to fall.
“I got him!” yelled a voice. Whirlpool turned to where it came from. There was a ramp set up in the direction of Dash. Suddenly, a Tread Head came racing down a path at a 90 degree angle from the ramp. As he got to the ramp, he tilted the bike sideways and stuck out his leg and hand. In slow-motion, the Tread Head touched his foot to the ground to slide into the turn towards the ramp. The name Motor appeared at the top of the screen.
Motor drove up the ramp and flew over the tents. He reached his arm to the side and caught Dash. He threw him on the back of the bike and landed on the other side of the tents. Motor looked up to Ore.
“I’ll drive this guy to the employment office,” said the Tread Head. He drove off as Ore started flying above him.

---End of Chapter 3---

What will they find in the Employment Office? Leave a comment below!

This will be going on temporary hiatus. I don't have enough written, and writer's block prevents me from thinking of more to the storyline. It will return one day, but I have another project in the works to take it's place. Be ready.