Side Story The Devil's Carnival

[Yun Lee]

Ayumu sighs gently, shaking his head as he looks around at the noise and commotion "Jeez...I almost would rather have Seraphim here than these people...they're either way too loud, obviously deceiving us..." His eyes scanned Sam for a brief moment "Or hiding a power beyond our very comprehension"
He could feel the dark energy permeating from the small child, similar to what he felt when he had inherited Eu's necromantic magic, there was something very wrong with the small child with a sack for a head

He felt wrong around many of the people there, whether it be traces of magic his body felt, a bad gut feeling, or a common sense desire to steer clear of certain individuals. He also saw someone in full on drag, and prayed to god this person didn't think they had something in common. He could do without another crossdresser mistaking him for someone like himself. He didn't want to make things uneasy for either party involved

He overhears people announcing their own powers and mulls it over for a moment "I can push my body beyond what most humans can do" he murmurs, approaching a bench and muttering "One Hundred Percent" he lifts it with a single hand, not even exerting any effort to do so, before replacing it "So...yeah, I'm basically really strong"

He lifts his chainsaw up slightly, and gives it a small wave "I'm also Magiclad. Which is why I got this thing"

"When I'm wearing the dress, like right now, I can do a whole bunch of stuff. Basically, I can use my powers without a big risk to my own body, I can fly, I would be able to create barriers, but sadly, I didn't learn how to do that..." he pauses, as if deep in thought "I'm not sure what else there would be to state"
He feels his cheeks blooming with colour as he announces why he was wearing the dress, as if it wasn't bad enough wearing it, he now had to draw attention to the fact he was wearing it

He sighs and stabs the chainsaw down onto the ground, sitting on the bench as he waits for everyone to declare their weaponry and powers
"I get the worst feeling about some of these people, the clown in particular. He almost reminds me of..."

"Her"

The one who'd killed him originally, the rogue Masou Shoujo, Kyoko. He shuddered at the thought, and had to avert his eyes from Hisoka, it made him feel uneasy, the uncanny resemblance in their mannerisms

He sure hoped that was their own similarity, because if this clown was a psycho serial killer, there would be some serious issues​

 

[Yun Lee]

Just as Frisk was about to frolic back into the line, probably the only soul actually eager to venture into a place called the "Devil's Carnival", something abrupt happened. In one fell swoop, the ambiguous child froze at the sound of some skintight suit skidding against the ground. An imaginary question mark arose above her head, and lo, he found herself staring right into the white eyepieces of that red-suited, psychopathic mercenary many people knew, adored, and perhaps loved a bit too much. Just a little, you know, such as getting tattoos in unusual pl-anyways.

Thus, now, Frisk was confronted with the awkward situation of virtually being a mute. Well, not exactly a mute, but she couldn't communicate directly with typical words and dialogue. Why exactly? Well, even Frisk didn't really know, but then again if your going to ask questions like that then why does skeletons play classical instruments and cook arguably awful spaghetti? Really puts things in perspective, doesn't it, Mr./Ms. Judgey-Pants over here.

Oh, right, Frisk.

With one deep breath, the child raised her right hand, about to speak before that rambunctious mercenary seemed to have gathered a crowd. From anime girls Frisk swore she saw Alphys draw fanart of to fanboys, the short, lanky savior of the Ruins could feel his eye twitching, or more accurately, her shut eye twitching. Where did these people come from? By the way they were seemingly popping out of nowhere, Frisk swore they were giving Sans and his shortcuts a run for their money. Coughing lightly, Frisk timidly tapped Deadpool's leg, an imaginary text box floating over the protagonist's head. Under normal circumstances, the text box to others would not exist, a mere representation of Frisk talking without actually talking. However, considering Deadpool breaks the fourth wall like a wrecking ball, there has to be some exceptions to logic.

In response to how Frisk actually knew that it matched Deadpool at all?

Frisk shrugged.

Well, at least Frisk was honest about it. Lightly chuckling, the flat-eyed child crossed his arms over her chest, the ambiguous angel watching the attention the seemingly famous murderer get.​

 

[Yun Lee]

"A good idea, officer of Judgement. Aside my initial setback..." Bazett coughed out swiftly before continuing. "That aside, if any backup is needed or desired to keep things peaceful, I will most assuredly step in to assist. On my word as an Enforcer for the Mages' Association." Bazett looked over at the group at large, from Deadpool to Hisoka to Frisk, even the buff shirtless man and the one with the chainsaw.

"If this group is any indication, it will be needed."​

 

[Yun Lee]

"Huh..? Heh heh.."

Well, that was a reaction Sam certainly couldn't have anticipated. He had figured Aika to be an exception. Most children took Sam's costume as a sign the 'boy' behind it was creepy and this often provoked them into wanting nothing to do with him. But this child and Aika seemed to be eager to be friendly to him despite that. Did the child with closed eyes even know what Sam truly was and if she did, did he care? The pagan spirit couldn't quite tell but it was a welcome surprise. Children who got up all in arms and poked fun at his appearance or tried to even physically assault him weren't long for this world.

Just like those mean children who pointed and laughed at him at the bustop. There was the one child who waved at him but when everybody acted up, you couldn't just let one of them go, could you? So Sam bundled them all up in his sack and went about his schoolday as if nothing was wrong. He heard complaints of horrible smells coming from Sam's locker and how blood could have been seen dripping from behind the locker door. But most people, including the janitor wrote it off a sick joke on Sam's part and wiped it up. Leaving Sam free to take the sack back to the pumpkin patch with him.

Needless to say the kids who laughed at him?

They never got home that day.

But he couldn't think of doing something like that to Frisk or Aika. Both of them seemed too pure, too unwilling to laugh at him like those other children had. They were the kind of children that Sam liked to see on nights such as Halloween! They were the kind who didn't see the need to ridicule others. Just follow Halloween's rules to the letter and have a good time. Nothing wrong with that as far as Sam could tell. Which is why Sam made a mental note to keep track of Frisk. They could have fun together too! But first he still had to get a response out of Kyousuke. Would be rude if he just left another potential friend behind after all.

"...Hiss!"

This on the other hand was certainly something Sam could have done without. Werewolves were easy enough to follow his commands. He informed them of people who could need some getting munched on and in return they punished rulebreakers/people Sam wanted dealt with. Zombies were even easier in that regard! Just bring them from the dead and have them rip apart anybody Sam wanted out of the picture. But vampires were a different story altogether. You had humans pretending to be vampires in a almost laughable fashion. These 'fake-vampires' were easy prey for Sam's werewolves.

But real genuine vampires were always such a bother. They believed themselves to be higher than werewolves and zombies. Thus, they deserved special treatment from Sam on Halloween nights. But he really couldn't be bothered to treat them any differently than he did his other creatures. Yet this holier than thou attitude persisted and Sam's patience continued to wear thin.

This vampire better keep on her toes or else Sam was going to do something nasty.

Well, Sam couldn't outright say that Ayumu was wrong, now could he? That'd be lying and Sam always tried to tell the truth when he could! But the solid truth of the matter was that yes, Sam wasn't simply a creepy boy in a costume. But a god to some, a pagan spirit to others, labels were so thin that Sam didn't like to openly say it himself. Most people saw his true form and that was enough for them to start screaming and begging for their lives. They didn't need to know that Sam was a thousand years old or that he had been 'created' back in Ireland.

The chainsaw wielding zombie would feel Sam's gaze digging into his back though once he had moved on. Sam took special note of people who could tell his true nature like Iggy and now this undead creature.

"Heh, heh..."​

 

[Yun Lee]

A shiver ran down the zombie's back as he heard the soft, childlike laughter of the oddly dressed child
Did he know what he knew? Was this child psychic or something?!

A worried expression dominated his once only slightly unnerved one, and he felt a a cold bead of sweat run down his forehead "I should probably avoid that one..." he whispers under his breath, almost afraid to breath too loud, for the presence he felt lingering behind him. It reminded him of all those times he'd fought Megalos that were simply too strong for a single person to defeat. The feeling of helplessness that came with trying to battle Kyoko, and the fear of the unknown as he battled The King of the Night

"Just who is that child?"

This feeling, the lack of certainty, it was terrifying, even to someone who couldn't die (Under normal circumstances anyway)
​

 

[Yun Lee]

Seras looked at the....um.....Whatever the hell this thing was, and blinked. She leaned down and smiled, offering a hand. "Ello~" she said, her voice still upbeat and happy. So many friends, though they are a bit...strange.She thought to herself. As long as they aren't ghouls though, who was she to complain?!"What might your name be, little one~?" she asked kindly.​

 

[Yun Lee]

Sam didn't consider himself a malicious entity. As mentioned before the concepts of 'good' and 'evil' were beneath his comprehension. He didn't feel any particular need to shackle himself to fit some kind of moral alignment mold. Nothing in his many years of existence had plagued the spirit so far, why would he need to worry about any of that stuff now? Still, the few people who could tell what he was off the bat were people to keep an eye out for. They could either turn out to be nothing worth noting as they might have been too frightened to oppose him or otherwise get in his way/interfere with his running of Halloween. Which seemed to be the case here. Holding up a finger to signify that he'd only need a moment or two before returning his attention back to Kyousuke, Sam seemed to disappear.

At that moment Ayumu would have felt something poking him in the back. It felt cold to the touch but also had a bit of a sharp edge to it. Was it a knife of some kind? It had to have been right? What else could it have been?

But if the zombie looked over his shoulder, he'd merely see Sam poking him in the back with his lolipop. Inclining his head to the side, Sam glanced up at the undead teen.

"Boo. Heh heh!"

"Grrr..."

Well, Sam supposed that if he got enjoyment out of scaring the zombie, the vampire would come to ruin his fun. Lowering the lolipop from Ayumu's back, Sam's grip seemed to visibly tighten as Seras approached. The low hissing that had emitted from Sam earlier grew into more of an open growl. This vampire didn't seem to have a superior attitude like the others Sam had come across in his travels but you couldn't be too cautious. After a moment or two of staring at Seras's offered hand, Sam lowered his lolipop and reached out to grasp it.

Despite his size Seras would find that the diminutive sack boy had quite the firm grip. Shaking the vampire's hand up and down, Sam removed his hand and leaned from one foot to the other. The vampire had asked him his name so he supposed that meant he had an obligation to tell her. Tapping his foot, Sam motioned for Seras to look down at the ground as Sam got on his stomach and used his lolipop to carve out his name in the ground.

"Sam."

Now, the spirit just hoped that Seras didn't continue with this friendly banter. It was good to make friends and all! But only with those that Sam took an interest in or wanted to be friends with! Like that silver haired man, Aika, and Iggy! Oh and the child who had passed out flowers. Not a vampire. ​

 

[Yun Lee]

Seras noted how much of a strong grip Sam had and smiled. She even let herself squeeze his hand slightly, with much more strength than a girl her age should have. "It's quite the pleasure to make your acquaintance, Sam." she said softly. "You wouldn't happen to have any idea on what's happening around here, would you?" She asked. So far, the only clear instruction she had been given was to turn her weapon in, not that it was a big deal, but still.​

 

[Yun Lee]

The red-clad mercenary's eye twitched visibly at Kuroko's question, both his hands tensing with the cathartic sounds of joints cracking as he lined up his fingers in front of the esper's neck and pinched so it looked like he was squishing it from far away.

Ruh roh. She said the H-word.

Hentai?

Shaddap, second voice. We're not using you in this.

"Hey, Polly Pocket, less of the "hero"shit! That word's a trigger for some people."

He shamed her profusely, casting the shame on her emphatically with his hands. Takeru's incredibly Japanese transformation sequence, however, served as an appropriately shiny thing to draw his attention away for the moment, Wade's forehead crinkling in thought as he started circling across from the transformed lookalike in sync.

"...Holy %$@&! You look just like that Deathstroke guy!"

The crossover means I have to stick to the Comics Code again, so all my curse words come out as meaningless strings of symbols now. Isn't this fun?

...Oh, god. Taylor Swift's here and she's breaking kayfabe. She's gonna get us all mauled by a bear. I knew she was trouble when she walked in...

Wade started sweating beneath his mask, nevertheless accepting the notebook and producing a red crayon from one of his gun holsters as he flicked it open, hand hovering over the page and poised to write.

"Sure, sure, anything for a happy couple... And can I just say, big fan of your work. Yeah. "Imaginationland", inspired me foryears. So who'm I making this bad boy out to? Sorry, I get all you millennial pop stars confused..."

Secretly he was just drawing pictures of unicorns and violence all over the page.

"No, Shang-Chi. Drugs don't pay."

'Pool replied mysteriously, tousling Rumble's hair like he was a small child while simultaneously leaning over to whisper to anyone who'd listen.

"Poor guy. The meth's already got hold of him. Just look at those pixelated teeth."

"Whoa whoa whoa, hold the spaghetti! You see little floating boxes too?!"

But theirs are animated. And they actually look cool.

"I want one."

"...Holy shit that's AWESOME! It's like I'm in a video game from 1993!"

The loudmouthed merc let out an undisguised cackle of glee, clapping his hands together and rubbing them.​

 

[Yun Lee]

Ayumu had decided to try and relax with a nice cool can of soda

Sadly most of it ended up on the floor when he felt something press to his back, the feeling was so familiar...
'N-No...Not again!'

His head turns slowly, beads of sweat forming on his forehead as he does so, his imagination running wild with possibilities

His eyes met with the lifeless, cold plastic buttons sewn onto the sack-head of the child "H-Hey" he whispers shakily, his throat too tight to speak normally. He was so scared of the sudden sensation on his back, his breath had caught in his throat, his muscles had seized up and he was left more or less a sitting duck

He then noticed the boy turn to face some busty cop chick, and the zombie's worried expression quickly vanished, and his eyes wandered

Sexy British cop lady?
"Nnnnnnnnnice"
He had to admit, this chick's...measurements...reminded him of Seraphim, who was also a vampire. If he knew they had this in common, he'd have to start questioning if many vampires were also very well endowed
Oh boy, his mind was running wild again. Shaking his head to snap himself out of it, he smiles and clears his throat "Y-Yeah, me and..." he glances at the name on the floor quickly "Sam here were just having some fun, weren't we?" he looks at the small child, trying his best to play off a convincing smile

He didn't need to blow this chance by letting her know he was scared of the child!

"He was playing a prank on me, and boy did he get me" his eyes never left the child, despite the obvious temptation. He gulped before adding "Isn't that right, Sam?"​

 

[Yun Lee]

Oh dear,

Awkwaaaaard.​

 

[Yun Lee]

"I guess I do... I guess," Takeru responds to Deadpool's comment.

Takeru tried to intervene, but all he could do was look at Deadpool, then at Frisk, then back at Deadpool. The question at hand was too awkward for the main protagonist of one of many installments of a 45-year old mostly child-oriented Tokusatsu Series. Maybe one of those 'GARO' guys could laugh it off.

Then he looked at Kuroko, seeing if she could do something about it as he shrugged his undead ghostly shoulders, then back at Deadpool and Frisk.

Facing Deadpool, he questions, "you aren't actually going to answer that, are you?"​

 

[Yun Lee]

"Hahahaha! Sam got you good!"

Aika laughed with childish excitement to see Sam scare Ayumu like that. It was like one of those cheap scare tricks that kids would pull on Halloween night, something that Aika found pretty funny seeing. For a moment, Aika decided to do her "Dolly" voice again, holding up her Dolly to cover her face and she began to move the Dolly around as if it were talking itself again.

~"I don't think Aika got to know all of you yet. Dolly is my name, so how about you?"~

This was aimed towards Ayumu and Seras, seeing that she didn't recognize them in her group of friends just yet. However, she didn't notice this as she held Dolly in her hands, but... the Dolly's eyes blinked for a split second once more.​

 

[Yun Lee]

"E-Eh?" Ayumu murmurs as he turns away from Seras, noticing Aika, a chill ran down his spine as he realised that Sam had befriended a real child. And that this child possessed quite a creepy doll "O-Oh, it's nice to meet you" he says, crouching down slightly to look the doll in the eyes, reaching a hand forward to shake hands with the doll

Then it blinked

"M-My name's Ayumu" he murmurs, pulling his hand back without touching the doll
'NOPENOPENOPENOPE'
This thing gave him bigger creeps than Sam did, it was a living doll. IT BLINKED


"So, Dolly, have you been taking good care of Aika?" he asks, trying his best not to scream in fear of all that was going on

Sack baby, his human friend, and her creepy possessed doll. Even busty cop lady couldn't save him from this!
"Do you need the nice police lady here to help you find your mother?" he suggests, looking back to her, his eyes pleading for help with the eerie situation unfolding before him​

 

[Yun Lee]

Having been quiet the last few minutes as they waited, Luso blinked when he noticed that more people had joined him, Aika, and Sam, "Oh, uh... Name's Luso. I'm guessing you guys are stuck here as well?" He really needed to stop spacing out so much, it was going to cause him a headache to catch up on who was with them and what had happened.​

 

[Yun Lee]

~"Yep! Aika's mommy made me, and Aika's been my best friend ever since. There's no way I'll leave Aika alone."~

Aika continued to do her "Dolly" voice while holding her Dolly up to her face, and then lowering the doll so she could speak as herself.

"Well, I don't mind more help on finding my mommy. Now that I think about it... my mommy should be looking for me too..."

For a moment, Aika was a little puzzled as to why Ayumu was looking like he saw a ghost or something. Though, she didn't seem to take much mind to it moments later.​

 

[Yun Lee]

Spike heard the conversation going on around him, especially with the little girl looking for her mom. Well in truth he somewhat heard it but he knew in the back of his mind (And from the talking) that she was missing. He walked away from Fredrika before stopping in front of Aika, kneeling in front of her.

"Hi, little girl. My name is Spike. I'm a police officer. I heard you over their.. Do you need to find your mom?" He asks in genuine worry, hiding it with a smile and in affection.​

 

[Yun Lee]

He seems... Yeah, he's definitely okay. Something about the man speaking to Aika put him at ease. It wasn't the fact that he said was an officer, someone could easily lie about that. No, somehow, Luso could feel the genuine worry the man had when it came to his friend's situation, just like Frederika held, "Aika's lost, sir... But Frederika is going to look for her mom, and we're going to try and keep her safe during this stuff."

The student finally returned the smile, extending a hand to the officer, "I'm guessing you want to help, huh? Name's Luso, sir."​

 

[Yun Lee]

"O-Oh... yes, I'm wondering where my mommy is... if you want to help, I'm really fine with it. Lots of people want to help me out... and I guess more people helping means that finding my mommy might be easier and easier..."

It honestly surprised her on how much people wanted to help her out with looking for her mom, judging how back in kindergarten and grade school, no one wanted to be her friend that easily. As the crowd here got more and more people, Aika held her Dolly in her arms, almost hugging it tightly.​

 

[Yun Lee]

"Hey, Aika, you okay? Are there too many people and it's scaring you?" He reached a hand down to her shoulder, hoping to comfort her. It seemed the crowd was getting to her, and Luso could only imagine her fear of all the strange and unusual people she was meeting.​