| Name | CirqueDuStrange_S01_E01 | Series | Cirque Du Strange | Season | Season 1 | Title | Showtime | Author | Nicky Silber | Genres | Drama, Romance, Mystery, Thriller | Cover | https://d1nttndx06ng77.cloudfront.net/covers/Fox_cover_tall.jpg | Info | While drama and romance bloom under the canopy of the Marigold Red Tent Circus, the cruelties of the post-civil war world outside threaten to destroy it. | Engage | Your circus needs its ringmaster. Return to lead your performers to fame and glory! | Theme | Stage | Badges | | Score | TRAPEZE 3 | Paths | D01 | How did Lyla do on the trapeze? | | D01 trapeze_good | Lyla was magnificent | | D01 trapeze_bad | Lyla didn't do so hot | | D01 trapeze_recover | Lyla was able to recover! | | D02 | What was Theo's reaction to JP's innuendo? | | D02 nope | Theo shut him down hard | | D02 flirt | Theo played along | | D02 innocent | Theo didn't get it | | D03 | How did Rose convince JP to help the circus? | | D03 business | Rose appealed to his business sense | | D03 indicent_proposal | Rose appealed to his baser instincts | | D03 mercy | Rose appealed to his mercy | Scale | FROWN, FLAT, SMILE, GRIN, LOVE, FULL | Actors | ROSE | Rose | pop_f_young_043 | | | Actors | THEO | Theo | pop_m_young_001d_00001 | | | Actors | LYLA | Lyla | actor_01654 | | | Actors | JP | JP | pop_m_young_001d_00005 | | 5, 10, 15, 20 | Actors | JP_STRANGER | Stranger | pop_m_young_001d_00005 | | 5, 10, 15, 20 | Actors | HANK | Hank | pop_m_middle_004 | | | Actors | STANISLAW | Stanislaw | actor_01456 | | | Sets | BLACKOUT | Darkness | set_blackout | | | Sets | CIRCUS_EXT_NIGHT | Circus Ext Night | set_00580 | | | Sets | TENT_INT_SHOW | Tent Interior Show | set_00578 | | | Sets | CIRCUS_EXT_DAY | Circus Ext Day | set_00584 | | | Sets | OFFICE_INT | Office Int | set_00248 | | | Icons | WEIRD | Weird | icon_00041 | | | Icons | NORMAL | Normal | icon_00026 | | | Icons | TRAPEZE | Trapeze Performance | icon_00002 | | | Icons | EMPATHY | Empathy | icon_00049 | | | Ends | END_RINGMASTER | Ringmaster | | | You are practical and responsible, taking all the factors into consideration before making a decision, but your cool calculatedness might also keep you from connecting to others. | Ends | END_JUGGLER | Juggler | | | You are in love with love and take every opportunity to indulge in it. Just be careful who, and how many, you're practicing the art of seduction on. | Ends | END_FIRE_EATER | Fire Eater | | | You are guided by your heart rather than your head, and you fly off the handle just as often as you give in to compassion, but the way you run hot and cold can land you in trouble. //Romance levels: Flirting = 10; Dating = 15; In love = 20) [give: JP_STRANGER 5 -loadout] [give: JP 5 -loadout] [set: EMPATHY 15 -loadout] (fx: intro_victorian -queue) (fx: vfx_fade_black_transition -queue) (location: TENT_INT_SHOW) <#headline> Somewhere on the East Coast, U.S.A. September 13th, 1870. (fx: sfx_crowd_applause_ambient -on) (enter: LYLA -hide) (voice: LYLA) NARRATOR The platform creaks as you take your place ^^a hundred feet^^ above the crowd. NARRATOR It doesn't matter if the crowd's smaller than it used to be. All that matters is... LYLA (Happy) <#think> It's show time. <#headline_03> Cirque Du Strange - Episode 1 - "Showtime" (enter: STANISLAW -hide) NARRATOR On the platform across from you, your partner, Stanislaw, gives you the signal. STANISLAW (Happy) ... LYLA (Smug) <#think> Time to show them what you're made of. NARRATOR You sit on the bar of the trapeze and leap off the platform! [set: TRAPEZE 0] (show: TRAPEZE) NARRATOR You watch Stanislaw do the same across the chasm, and as the wind whistles past your ears you... //I'd like to change these to timed choices, when those become available. * <#act> Reach out to take his hands! -> reach_branch * <#act> [give: TRAP_FAIL] Hang upside down from the bar! -> hang_branch * <#act> [give: TRAP_FAIL] Wave to the crowd! -> wave_branch :wave_branch NARRATOR You wave enthusiastically to your fans, blowing kisses to the crowd far below. (fx: sfx_crowd_applause_small) LYLA (Joy) Hello! Hello! Yes, I love you all, too! -> choice1_fail :hang_branch NARRATOR You fall backwards and hang upside down by your knees! (fx: sfx_crowd_applause_small) LYLA (Smug) Everyone loves this stunt! -> choice1_fail :reach_branch NARRATOR Extending your arms, you swing towards your partner... (fx: vfx_magic_sparkles) (fx: sfx_score_increase) (fx: sfx_crowd_cheer_arena) (fx: sfx_crowd_applause_small) NARRATOR And he ^^takes hold^^ of your hands with his own! [give: TRAPEZE: ^Trapeze performance increased!] STANISLAW (Joy) Looking good! LYLA (Joy) I know! -> choice1_knit :choice1_fail STANISLAW (Annoyed) <#shout> What are you doing?! LYLA (Scared) Uh oh! (fx: sfx_crowd_gasp) NARRATOR The two of you swing towards each other and Stanislaw is just barely able to grab you by the hands! [give: ALERT: Close call!] STANISLAW (Annoyed) That was not part of routine! LYLA (Nervous) Sorry! -> choice1_knit :choice1_knit NARRATOR Safely held by your partner, you let your trapeze swing out from under you. STANISLAW (Joy) Hold tight! NARRATOR He lets himself fall upside down, hanging from the bar of the swing by his knees alone! (fx: sfx_crowd_cheer_arena) STANISLAW (Happy) Ready? LYLA (Smug) Absolutely! NARRATOR You... * <#act> [give: TRAP_FAIL] Climb up! -> choice2_climb * <#act> Swing up! -> choice2_swing * <#act> [give: TRAP_FAIL] Go limp! -> choice2_limp :choice2_climb NARRATOR You clamber up Stanislaw's body until you make it onto the trapeze. (fx: sfx_crowd_gasp) NARRATOR Breathless, you attempt to strike a graceful pose, but the movement of the swing unbalances you and you nearly fall! [give: ALERT: Too close!] -> choice2_fail :choice2_swing NARRATOR Using the momentum from Stanislaw's catch, you ^^swing forward^^ and up onto the trapeze, landing gracefully on your feet in a perfect pose! (fx: vfx_magic_sparkles) (fx: sfx_crowd_cheer_arena) (fx: sfx_crowd_applause_small) (fx: sfx_score_increase) LYLA (Smug) Nailed it! [give: TRAPEZE: ^Trapeze performance increased!] -> choice2_knit :choice2_limp NARRATOR You let your body go limp as a wet noodle, inadvertently making yourself heavier for Stanislaw! STANISLAW (Cringe) Aagh... not... strong... enough... (fx: sfx_crowd_gasp) NARRATOR He barely manages to flip you up onto the trapeze, where you stumble before grabbing ahold of the ropes. [give: ALERT: Too close!] -> choice2_fail :choice2_fail * [if: TRAP_FAIL >= 2] -> failed_2_or_more * [else] -> failed_less :failed_2_or_more STANISLAW (Annoyed) <#shout> What is going on?! LYLA (Scared) I don't know! -> choice2_knit :failed_less STANISLAW (Annoyed) <#shout> What are you doing?! LYLA (Nervous) Sorry! -> choice2_knit :choice2_knit NARRATOR Stanislaw effortlessly swings himself up onto the trapeze so you're standing side by side on the precariously thin bar. NARRATOR As the two of you fly through the air like an enormous pendulum, he extends his hand to you, palm up. STANISLAW (Happy) Time for big finale! LYLA (Smug) <#think> Excellent! That means I should... * <#act> Shake his hand! -> choice3_shake * <#act> Hang upside down! -> choice3_hang * <#act> Flip onto his shoulders! -> choice3_flip :choice3_shake NARRATOR You take his offered hand and shake it vigorously! STANISLAW (Annoyed) What is this? LYLA (Scared) Uhh... -> choice3_fail :choice3_hang NARRATOR You sit down on the bar of the trapeze and hang upside down! LYLA (Smug) Ta-da! (fx: sfx_crowd_cheer_stadium) NARRATOR The crowd cheers your stunt but Stanislaw looks down at you in confusion. -> choice3_fail :choice3_flip NARRATOR You take his hand in yours and let him ^^throw you^^ into the air! (fx: vfx_magic_sparkles) (fx: sfx_score_increase) (fx: sfx_crowd_cheer_arena) (fx: sfx_crowd_applause_small) NARRATOR You catch yourself on his shoulders and plant your palms, completing an incredible handstand! [give: TRAPEZE: ^Trapeze performance increased!] STANISLAW (Joy) Wspaniale! LYLA (Sarcastic) I hope that means "breathtaking" in Russian! STANISLAW (Annoyed) Nie! Polish! LYLA (Smug) Po-tay-toe, po-tah-toe, dear. NARRATOR Stanislaw grins at you as you push off his shoulders and into the air! -> choice3_knit :choice3_fail STANISLAW (Cringe) Nie, this is not finale! [give: TRAP_FAIL] [if: TRAP_FAIL >= 2] STANISLAW (Thinking) We need rehearse more... NARRATOR Stanislaw struggles to grab you by the waist and hoist you into the air. [give: ALERT: That didn't look so good...] -> choice3_knit :choice3_knit (fx: sfx_breeze -on) NARRATOR Your breath catches as you go into free fall! (fx: vfx_pulse_dark -on) NARRATOR Below you, the other trapeze is swinging back... <#scream> Tap to catch the trapeze! (fx: vfx_pulse_dark -off) (fx: sfx_magic_chimes) <#fanfare_02> You did it! * [if: TRAPEZE >= 2] (fx: vfx_magic_sparkles) (fx: sfx_fanfare_timpani) [give: TRAPEZE 0: Performance complete! -summary] You were magnificent! (fx: sfx_crowd_cheer_arena) (fx: sfx_crowd_applause_small) LYLA (Joy) <#shout> Yes! * [else] (fx: sfx_womp) (fx: vfx_particles_dust) [give: TRAPEZE 0: Performance complete! -summary] You didn't do so good... [join] (fx: sfx_breeze -fin) <#flourish_02> ^^The fate of the circus depends on its ^revenue!^^ <#flourish_02> ^^Earn ^high ^scores in ^performances and ^increase ^attendance to keep the circus from going bankrupt!^^ NARRATOR Holding onto the trapeze's bar, you let the momentum carry you back to your platform. NARRATOR You land with a flourish... (exit: STANISLAW -hide) * [if: TRAPEZE >= 2] -> trap_success * [else] -> trap_failure :trap_success NARRATOR ...And just narrowly avoid falling through a plank that's come loose! LYLA (decide: D01 trapeze_good) (Surprised) That was close! [give: ALERT: Your high performance helped you avoid disaster!] NARRATOR The crowd doesn't seem to have noticed your near misstep as they cheer for you. You turn to give them your customary send-off. -> trap_flourish :trap_failure (fx: sfx_crowd_gasp) NARRATOR ...And step right onto a loose plank, getting your foot stuck in a hole! LYLA (Sad) <#think> What else is going to go wrong tonight? [give: ALERT: Your low performance got you in a jam!] LYLA (Sad) <#think> The circus is counting on me. Think of something, Lyla... * [premium: recover_trapeze1] [cost: $gem 5] <#act> Distract with a magnificent trick! -> trap_distract * <#act> Walk away with what's left of your dignity. -> trap_walk :trap_flourish LYLA (Happy) <#think> I should... * [give: FIRE_EATER]<#act> Bow gracefully. -> flourish_bow * [give: JUGGLER] <#act> Blow a flirty kiss. -> flourish_kiss * [give: RINGMASTER]<#act> Wave awkwardly. -> flourish_wave :flourish_bow NARRATOR The crowd roars as you bow with the delicacy and grace of a gentlewoman. (fx: sfx_crowd_cheer_arena) (fx: sfx_crowd_applause_small) LYLA (Happy) You're too kind. Really. Thank you, thank you. -> trap_end_knit :flourish_kiss NARRATOR The crowd roars as you touch your fingers to your lips and blow a coquettish kiss at them. (fx: sfx_magic_spell) (fx: vfx_kiss) (fx: sfx_crowd_cheer_arena) (fx: sfx_crowd_applause_small) LYLA (Flirty) Right back at you, my darlings! -> trap_end_knit :flourish_wave NARRATOR The crowd applauds politely as you wave a shy hand. (fx: sfx_crowd_applause_small) LYLA (Blushing) <#think> I've never been very good at this part... -> trap_end_knit :trap_distract NARRATOR You wrench your foot free and, with great showmanship, do a magnificent handstand! (fx: sfx_crowd_applause_small) LYLA (Smug) You haven't seen anything yet... (fx: sfx_crowd_gasp) NARRATOR You flow into a back flip that brings you dangerously close to the edge of the platform! LYLA (Joy) Not to worry, children! LYLA (Smug) Your darling Lyla has one last trick up her sleeve. (fx: vfx_pulse_pink -on) <#scream> Tap to cartwheel! <#scream> Keep going! <#scream> Almost there! (fx: vfx_pulse_pink -off) (fx: sfx_crowd_cheer_arena) (fx: sfx_crowd_applause_small) (fx: sfx_magic_chimes) <#fanfare_02> You did it! (fx: sfx_fanfare_timpani) (fx: vfx_magic_sparkles) [give: TRAPEZE 3: Performance complete! -summary] You were able to recover your performance! LYLA (Smug) (decide: D01 trapeze_recover) <#think> And just like that, they love me again. -> trap_end_knit :trap_walk NARRATOR (decide: D01 trapeze_bad) You wrench your foot free with only minimal embarrassment. NARRATOR You give a single, stiff bow, before turning away from the indifferent crowd. -> trap_end_knit :trap_end_knit (hide: TRAPEZE) (fx: sfx_crowd_applause_ambient -fin) NARRATOR Climbing down the platform, you leave the ring. (fx: sfx_crowd_murmur_ambient) NARRATOR You pass through the exit and into the ready tent, which is filled with the usual performers and stage hands scurrying about making last minute preparations. (enter: HANK -hide) * [if: TRAPEZE >= 2] -> hank_congrats * [else] -> hank_concern :hank_congrats HANK (Joy) There she is! My star! Another magnificent night for a magnificent talent! LYLA (Eyeroll) Of course. I'm always magnificent. But there was hardly anyone in the crowd tonight! -> hank_convo :hank_concern HANK (Nervous) You alright, Lyla? I saw you struggling up there. You coming down with something? HANK Can't have my star performer falling ill, now. LYLA (Sad) No, I haven't come down with anything. I just bombed in front of a crowd that was barely even there. -> hank_convo :hank_convo LYLA And what's more... * [give: FIRE_EATER] (Sad) The platform's broken, someone could've been hurt! LYLA It could've been me tonight, but at least I have an understudy. LYLA What would we do if Stanislaw was out of commission? He's the only male aerial performer we've got! HANK (Nervous) You're right, darlin'. Of course you are. I'm awfully sorry that you nearly hurt yourself. * [give: RINGMASTER] (Determined) You need to send someone to fix that platform right away. LYLA When I landed on the platform, a plank came loose. LYLA And little wonder, everything in this circus is practically an antique. * [give: JUGGLER] (Furious) I looked like a total fool out there because your circus is falling apart! LYLA The performers shouldn't have to suffer just because the money's dried up! [join] HANK (Sad) I'm doin' what I can, but times are hard. Ever since the war we-- (enter: THEO -hide) THEO (Annoyed) Come on, stop blocking the entrance. Some of us have to get out into the ring, you know. HANK (Angry) Nice to see you sober enough to stand on your own two feet for once, Theo, even if you do smell like a distillery. THEO (Angry) And I'm just tickled pink to see you too, father. (exit: THEO -hide) NARRATOR Theo shoulder checks Hank on his way out, leading an enormous, if slightly underfed, lion behind him by a leather leash. HANK (Annoyed) I must've been touched in the head the day I agreed to let that boy be responsible for a wild animal. HANK (Happy) Anyway, Lyla. We'll talk about this more later. I promise. I've always got time for you. LYLA I... *[give: RINGMASTER] Appreciate it. HANK (Joy) You're a good girl, Lyla. It's what I've said since the day we took you in. *[give: FIRE_EATER] (Sad) Wish you felt the same way about your son. HANK (Tired) Theo and I have a... complicated relationship. HANK I think it'll be best for all of us if you don't worry yourself over it. [join] (exit: HANK -hide) NARRATOR Hank gives your shoulder a friendly squeeze and walks off, exiting the ready tent and presumably going back to his office. (enter: STANISLAW -hide) NARRATOR Stanislaw sidles up to you, appearing out of the shadows. LYLA (Joy) There you are! I was wondering where you got off to. You always disappear when there are people around. STANISLAW (Surprised) I get nervous. LYLA (Happy) Of course you do, darling. Do you want to go watch your favorite act? NARRATOR Stanislaw shushes you, but eagerly joins you by the tent flaps to peer in at the ring. NARRATOR Theo is circling the skinny lion where it sits on a dais, occasionally cracking his whip for dramatic effect. (fx: sfx_lasso_woosh -queue) (fx: sfx_whip_crack -queue) (fx: sfx_roar_animal -queue) (fx: sfx_crowd_cheer_stadium) NARRATOR Beside you, Stanislaw's warm brown eyes are as big as saucers as they follow Theo around the ring. STANISLAW (Joy) He is wspaniale-- amazing. No? LYLA He's... *[give: FIRE_EATER] (Bored) Not really my type. LYLA I suppose he's fine if you're into that whole... "rough around the edges" look. *[give: JUGGLER] (Flirty) A real head-turner. LYLA He's that rare combination of "tall, dark, and handsome", "man of mystery", and "wounded baby bird" that turns your insides to jelly. *[give: RINGMASTER] (Happy) A good performer. LYLA (Happy) I've got to hand it to him, he really knows how to command a crowd. Even if there isn't much of a crowd out there to command. [join] LYLA (Joy) But you like him. So why don't you gather the courage I know you have somewhere in there and talk to him already? STANISLAW (Tired) Son of dead immigrant cobbler making friends with son of ^^Merigold Circus^^ owner? Nie. Someone like him has no time for someone like me. LYLA (Sad) Oh, Stani... (exit: STANISLAW -hide) (exit: LYLA) (wipe) (fx: vfx_fade_black_transition -queue) (location: BLACKOUT) <#flourish_02> ^^In ^Cirque ^du ^Strange you get to experience the story from the perspectives of ^three different characters.^^ <#flourish_02> ^^You will be notified whenever the perspective is about to change.^^ (wipe) (fx: vfx_fade_black_slow_transition -queue) (enter: LYLA) (enter: THEO -hide) (voice: THEO) NARRATOR Play as... * <#act> Theo -> theo_intro :theo_intro (exit: LYLA -hide) (wipe) (fx: vfx_fade_black_transition -queue) (location: CIRCUS_EXT_NIGHT) (fx: sfx_cricket_chirp -on) NARRATOR You exit the big tent with your mangy lion, Thomas, trotting along behind you, the applause of the sparse but enthusiastic crowd still ringing in your ears. NARRATOR If feels good to leave the stuffy, noisy interior behind, and you take a deep breath of the cool, crisp night air. NARRATOR The lion nudges your back with his massive head, letting out a baleful roar. (fx: sfx_lion_roar -wait) THEO (Joy) Alright, alright. I'm going. Don't get your mane in a bunch. NARRATOR You tug on the leather cord that serves as a leash and lead Thomas to his straw-carpeted cage. NARRATOR He turns around once in the cage before settling down with his head on his huge paws. (fx: sfx_metal_screech) NARRATOR You close and lock the rusty cage door behind him. THEO Well, old boy... * [give: RINGMASTER] (Annoyed) That's another awful night behind us. THEO All those people, the noise, the judgment... I hate being the center of attention. THEO If it weren't for the fact I don't trust anyone else to handle you right, I'd never step foot out in that ring ever again. * [give: JUGGLER] (Joy) We looked great out there! THEO All that practice has paid off. We could go toe to toe with Barnum and Bailey's best lion tamers any day of the week! THEO (Wonder) I wonder if anybody special was watching us out there tonight... * [give: FIRE_EATER] (Happy) You deserve a nice long rest after that. (fx: sfx_lion_roar) THEO (Hopeful) I know, I need to rest too. But you work harder than me, buddy. THEO (Neutral) All I have to do is walk around and do a lot of prattle. You're the one who's gotta do tricks, when it's not even in your nature. THEO (Tired) You were born to hunt in the Sahara, not jump through hoops. [join] NARRATOR Thomas huffs under his breath and you lean against the cage, lighting a cigarette before taking out your flask and knocking one back. THEO (Wonder) Ahhh. That hits the spot. Nothing like a drink to drown out the voice of the old man. THEO (Annoyed) "Theo, you drink too much", "Theo, put some clothes on", "Theo, you're a disappointment". Who does he think he is: my father? (fx: sfx_lion_roar -wait) THEO (Eyeroll) Yeah, fine, maybe he is my father. But I'm my own man now. I was a lieutenant in the war, for crying out loud. THEO (Annoyed) And how come he never talks to Rose like that, huh? What makes her so much better than me? NARRATOR You suddenly feel an enormous, scratchy tongue lick your hand through the bars of the cage and can't help but laugh. THEO (Joy) You know, Thomas, you're... *[give: FIRE_EATER] The best friend I've got here. NARRATOR You look into Thomas' big, amber eyes and you're not sure if you see recognition there or not, but you'd like to think so. He gives your hand a final lick before settling back down for a nap. * [give: RINGMASTER] Just a big dumb cat, aren't you, buddy? (fx: sfx_lion_roar) NARRATOR Thomas turns his head at you before yawning loudly and settling his chin back down, eyes closing for sleep. * [give: JUGGLER] Better than a romantic partner. (fx: sfx_lion_roar) NARRATOR Thomas lets out a confused growl and you chuckle. THEO (Happy) In some ways. Only in some ways. NARRATOR The lion huffs again before settling back down and closing his eyes, drifting off into the deep sleep of a predator animal. [join] THEO (Happy) Yeah, okay. You get some shut eye. You've earned it. NARRATOR You go to take another drink from your flask when you notice a shadowy figure in the dark. (fx: sfx_flashback) THEO (Scared) <#think> Jesus Christ! That scared the shit out of me... NARRATOR You're about to call out when the figure rounds a corner and disappears from view. (fx: sfx_footsteps_bare) NARRATOR Your heart thundering in your chest, you chase after the figure, coming around a tent just in time to see it steal away behind a stack of crates. THEO (Cringe) Who in the hell...? What in the hell... NARRATOR You pick up the pace, practically running, squeeze between the stacks of crates and out into a clearing when-- (fx: vfx_blur) (fx: sfx_punch) (enter: JP_STRANGER -hide) JP_STRANGER (Surprised) Whoa! Steady on, lad! <#flourish_02> ^^Characters with ^icons by their portraits can be ^romanced!^^ <#flourish_02> ^^Flirt with them to develop their relationships and unlock ^special interactions!^^ NARRATOR You find you've run into a tall, dashing man, dressed in clothes so fine they immediately set him apart from the circus riff raff and the local rabble. JP_STRANGER (Smug) I say, are you quite alright? * [give: JP_STRANGER: You ^flirted with the stranger!] (Flirty) I am now. [give: JUGGLER] NARRATOR The man laughs, his voice deep and rich. JP_STRANGER (Happy) Aren't you a curious one... * [give: RINGMASTER] (Surprised) I'm fine - are you okay? JP_STRANGER (Smug) Perfectly well, thank you. I'm not the one who was running hither and yon through an obstacle course in the dark. * [give: FIRE_EATER] (Cringe) Uh, sorry... JP_STRANGER (Smug) No need to beg forgiveness, sir. Honest mistakes are made every day. [join] NARRATOR You take a step back, looking to the left and right into the darkness. THEO (Determined) Did you see anyone come by here? JP_STRANGER (Smug) Apologies, I have not. Everyone is otherwise occupied by the circus' spectacle. THEO (Suspicious) But not you? JP_STRANGER (Smug) I was, until I stepped out for a breath of air. It does become... overwhelming under that canopy, does it not? JP_STRANGER (Smug) One's constitution can only handle so much excitement. JP_STRANGER (Flirty) I recognize you, though. The talented lion tamer. THEO (Smug) Ah, you saw that, did you? JP_STRANGER (Flirty) Indeed. I must say, I was quite impressed. You certainly know how to handle a whip. And an unruly beast... JP_STRANGER (Flirty) Do those skills extend outside the ring? Into your personal life, perhaps, if I may be so bold. * [give: FIRE_EATER] (Annoyed) You may not be so bold. -> bold_nope * [give: JP_STRANGER 5: You ^flirted with the stranger!] (Flirty) I've found them most useful in the bedroom. -> bold_flirt * [give: RINGMASTER] (Surprised) Not really. How would I use whips and chairs in my personal life? -> bold_innocent :bold_nope THEO (decide: D02 nope) (Annoyed) That's a rather inappropriate suggestion, don't you think? Considering we haven't even been properly introduced. NARRATOR The man chuckles and takes a half a step back. JP_STRANGER (Smug) Ah, my apologies. I may have overstepped. I do have a tendency to get rather carried away. -> bold_knit :bold_innocent NARRATOR (decide: D02 innocent) The stranger chuckles softly. JP_STRANGER (Flirty) I can think of a few ways. But it's possible I overestimated you. -> bold_knit :bold_flirt NARRATOR (decide: D02 flirt) The man cocks his head to the side, giving you an appraising look. [give: JUGGLER] JP_STRANGER (Flirty) Have you really? Consider my curiosity peaked. I may ask for a demonstration some time, in the interests of research. [give: THEO_JP_FLIRTED] THEO (Flirty) Oh yes, research. THEO You know... * [premium: premium_jp_research] [cost: $gem 10] I have quarters here, if you'd like to do a little light research right now... -> bold_premium * (Smug) You should be careful who you're so bold with. -> bold_careful :bold_careful THEO Not everyone is as... open minded as us circus performers, sir. JP_STRANGER (Smug) I didn't get to be where I am today without a certain measure of discretion. JP_STRANGER Consider this interaction an exception that proves the rule. THEO (Smug) Then consider me honored to be the exception. -> bold_knit :bold_premium [give: JP_STRANGER: You ^flirted with the stranger!] NARRATOR The normally composed man lets out a startled laugh. JP_STRANGER (Joy) You certainly waste no time, do you? And to think, you don't even know my name. [give: THEO_JP_RESEARCH] NARRATOR You take a step forward, moving into the man's space. NARRATOR His spine straightens, his chin jutting out defiantly, as if the intrusion is some sort of challenge. NARRATOR You lower your voice to a husky, meaning-laden tone. THEO (Flirty) Then, why don't you tell me...? Or do you prefer the thrill of an anonymous conquest? NARRATOR You hear the gentleman's breath hitch, but he covers it with another smirk. JP_STRANGER (Flirty) Aren't you presumptuous... NARRATOR He reaches out and runs a single finger over the stubble of your cheek. NARRATOR You feel your heart skip a beat and lean in to his touch, but the warmth of his hand is suddenly gone. NARRATOR The stranger takes a step back, his smile rueful. JP_STRANGER (Hopeful) If only there were time at present for such diversions. -> bold_knit :bold_knit JP_STRANGER (Smug) I'm afraid I must be going. It's been a pleasure making your acquaintance, lion tamer. I hope we meet again. [if: THEO_JP_RESEARCH] JP_STRANGER (Flirty) And, with any luck, we may yet engage in research together. [give: ALERT: A gentleman always keeps his word.] NARRATOR The well-dressed man turns to leave, but you stop him by calling out. THEO (Surprised) Wait! You never told me who you are! JP_STRANGER (Smug) I'm just a simple business man. Here to discuss a proposition with the proprietor of this fine carnival. Good night, sir. NARRATOR With that, the man stalks off into the darkness and disappears amongst the clutter of the circus camp. (exit: JP_STRANGER -hide) THEO (Thinking) <#think> What an interesting fellow... (fx: sfx_cricket_chirp -fin) (wipe) (fx: vfx_fade_black_transition -queue) (enter: ROSE -hide) (voice: ROSE) (location: BLACKOUT) NARRATOR Play as... * <#act> Rose -> rose_intro :rose_intro [set: JP_STRANGER 5 -loadout] (wipe) (exit: THEO -hide) (fx: vfx_fade_black_transition -queue) (location: OFFICE_INT) (enter: HANK -hide) NARRATOR You sit on the other side of Hank's desk, watching him as he lights a pipe and blows out fragrant smoke. HANK (Angry) I don't see the problem. ROSE (Annoyed) You "don't see the problem"? Lyla nearly killed herself up there tonight! The circus is leaking money like a sieve and half our workers haven't seen a wage in three months! ROSE (Angry) The only reason they stick around is out of loyalty to you, and the fact that they know they wouldn't be able to find a paying job elsewhere. HANK (Angry) I've been in the circus business longer than you've been alive, and I've seen it before. HANK (Determined) Just when you think you've hit rock bottom, there's an upswing, and suddenly you're back in business. HANK (Determined) You've just gotta be patient and ride it out. ROSE (Sad) No, Pa. Not this time. ROSE (Determined) Times are changing. We need to modernize. I've run the numbers and the big place we're losing money is our travel time and expenses. ROSE (Determined) If we could only-- HANK (Angry) I know, I know! You've chewed my ear off about it a hundred times: "If we could only buy a train car, we could get to our destinations faster and earn profits more quickly." ROSE (Angry) If you listened so well, then why aren't we doing exactly that? (fx: sfx_door_slam) (fx: sfx_dishes_clanging) NARRATOR Hank slams his fists down on the desk, making his lamp rattle. HANK (Furious) Because we don't need to change! HANK (Sad) Your mother and I ran this circus for ten years before you and your brother were born and she passed away, God rest her soul. ROSE (Sad) I know. And you renamed the circus after her. HANK (Angry) That's right, and we haven't changed a thing since. I'd say it's worked pretty well for us these past twenty-seven years, wouldn't you? HANK It's just been the last couple of years we've had a touch of trouble. NARRATOR Hank reaches out and clasps your hand where it's resting on his desk. HANK (Nervous) Can't you trust your old man that everything will work out in the end? *[give: FIRE_EATER] (Nervous) I wish I could... ROSE (Sad) But we've got to think practically here. We're going to need more than faith to turn the circus around this time, Pa. ROSE (Determined) This isn't like all the other times. This is the 19th century. We can either get on board or get left behind. There's no other option. *[give: RINGMASTER] (Sad) What would Mother say? ROSE (Sad) Do you really think she'd want you to live in the past while your workers go hungry? HANK (Sad) No. I don't think she would. ROSE (Hopeful) So make her proud, and do the right thing. [join] HANK (Hopeful) You know, sometimes you're just like her. Your mother, I mean. She had a stubborn streak a mile wide, just like you. ROSE (Happy) I think I got that particular trait from my father. ROSE (Hopeful) You made me the circus manager for a reason, Pa. So, maybe now it's time you trust me. HANK (Surprised) I-- (fx: sfx_door_knock_wood) NARRATOR Just then, a knock at the office door startles you both. HANK (Scared) Come in! (enter: JP_STRANGER -hide) (fx: sfx_wood_door_open -queue) (fx: sfx_door_slam -queue) (fx: sfx_footsteps) NARRATOR A well-groomed, finely attired gentleman comes striding inside, an air of fine breeding and aristocracy swirling like smoke around his velvet coat. NARRATOR He bows slightly to you and Hank as the two of you rise, showing every inch of his high-class upbringing. JP_STRANGER (Smug) Sir, Madam. I hope I'm not intruding. <#flourish_02> ^^Some ^love ^interests can be romanced by more than one character.^^ <#flourish_02> ^^Their ^romance ^scores will change to reflect the current perspective.^^ HANK (Annoyed) Not at all, sir. But may I ask: who are you and what the hell are you doing in my office? ROSE (Surprised) Father--! JP_STRANGER (Smug) It's quite alright, Miss Lestrange. (exit: JP_STRANGER -hide) (enter: JP -hide) JP Mr. Lestrange, my name is ^^James Parker Blackwell the Third^^, of the Boston Blackwells, formerly of the Belfast Blackwells. NARRATOR Hank sits down heavily in his chair, stunned. HANK (Scared) Blackwell?? As in, "Blackwell Industries" Blackwell? JP (Smug) The very same. I have come at your daughter's invitation, though I see she neglected to inform you of my impending visit. NARRATOR Hank shoots you a withering glare. ROSE (Angry) I was busy running the circus. There's a reason "circus" is a euphemism for chaos, you know. JP (Smug) No matter. I don't believe it will have any bearing on our business. JP (Smug) I've come with a proposal to help your... charming little circus out of its financial troubles. HANK (Furious) <#shout> Rose Lestrange! HANK You went behind my back to this... this... city dandy and not only told him we were hurting but you asked him to bail us out?! ROSE (Scared) You... *[give: FIRE_EATER] (Furious) Didn't give me a choice! ROSE The circus is falling down around us and you refuse to do anything about it! What else was I supposed to do? ROSE You didn't raise me to just sit back and do nothing. I'm as responsible for those folks out there as you are. I had to make a call. *[give: RINGMASTER] (Nervous) Just need to hear him out. ROSE (Nervous) What have we got to lose that we haven't already lost? HANK (Angry) My pride, for one thing. ROSE (Sad) You'll have no pride left when you're in the poor house, Pa. At least listen to what he has to say. [join] JP (Smug) Pardon the interruption, but you seem to misunderstand me. JP (Smug) This "city dandy" isn't here to "bail you out", as you so eloquently put it. I'm here to purchase your failing circus from you, sir. Name your price. HANK (Furious) <#shout> Get out! JP (Surprised) Excuse me? HANK (Furious) <#heated> You heard me! Get the hell out of my office, you smug son of a bitch! ROSE (Scared) Father! Stop! We need him to-- HANK (Furious) I'll deal with you later, Rose! HANK <#heated> As for you, Mr. Blackwell, you better pray I never lay eyes on you again! NARRATOR Mr. Blackwell bows his head politely, the corners of his mouth pinched in annoyance. JP (Bored) Well, if you're quite sure then, I believe I ought to be leaving. Goodnight, sir. Goodnight, Miss Lestrange. (exit: JP -hide) (fx: sfx_wood_door_open -queue) (fx: sfx_door_slam) NARRATOR The door slams on his way out, its echo ringing in your ears in the sudden stillness. ROSE (Furious) Perfect! You might have ruined the only chance we had to get us out of this mess! NARRATOR You storm off after Mr. Blackwell, hoping to catch up to him. Thankfully, your father doesn't follow. (exit: HANK -hide) (fx: vfx_door_hinge_transition -queue) (fx: sfx_cricket_chirp -on) (location: CIRCUS_EXT_NIGHT) (enter: JP -hide) (wipe) <#time> Outside... ROSE (Scared) <#shout> Wait! ROSE (Surprised) Mr. Blackwell! Wait! NARRATOR You jog up to the wealthy man as he comes to a slow stop, one of his eyebrows raised inquisitively. JP (Annoyed) I'm sorry, Miss Lestrange, but I thought our business was concluded. ROSE (Nervous) Please excuse my father, Mr. Blackwell. He's a proud and stubborn man. But you must help us. We're ruined without you. JP (Annoyed) You cannot say I did not try to help. JP (Angry) I offered to take this rough and tumble outfit off your hands, which, I assure you, no other sane business man would do. JP (Angry) I did so purely out of the goodness of my heart and a love of supporting the arts, but I was flatly refused. JP (Annoyed) I'm not sure what else you expect me to do. ROSE (Nervous) We can't sell you the circus but... *[give: RINGMASTER] (Neutral) What about a compromise? ROSE (Sly) You're a man of business. Surely you must be open to some negotiation before walking away from a deal. [give: ROSE_JP_BUSINESS] NARRATOR (decide: D03 business) Mr. Blackwell huffs a small, surprised laugh. JP (Smug) There is more to you than meets the eye, isn't there? Very well, allow me to propose an alternative offer. * [give: JP: You ^flirted with JP!] (Smug) I could make it worth your while... [give: JUGGLER] NARRATOR (decide: D03 indicent_proposal) You close the distance between you, and reach out to trail your fingers teasingly up the seam of his lapel. [give: ROSE_FLIRTED_JP] NARRATOR Your voice is low and sultry when you speak next. ROSE (Flirty) I'm sure there's something I have that you'd want... JP (Scared) I... NARRATOR Mr. Blackwell's eyes flash with surprise, before turning unexpectedly sad. NARRATOR He grabs hold of your wrist and moves your hand gently away from his lapel. JP (Tired) I daresay there is something you could give me, but not in such a fashion. JP (Neutral) This does, however, show me the lengths to which you will go to save your family business, and that is something which I greatly admire. *[give: FIRE_EATER] (Sad) Have mercy, sir. ROSE (decide: D03 mercy) (Sad) We've had nothing but misfortune in our lives. My mother died in child birth and my father had to raise us all on his own. [give: ROSE_JP_MERCY] ROSE (Sad) My brother nearly died in the war. He was in a coma for months and, when he finally woke, he found he'd lost his eye. ROSE (Sob) This circus is all we have, and I fear that without it my family would be forever lost. NARRATOR You brush aside an errant tear that slid down your cheek. JP (Bored) That is quite a tale of woes you've woven. JP (Smug) You may have finally had a stroke of good fortune, however. For I have quite the soft spot for young ladies in distress. [join] JP (Smug) How about this: I will finance your operation going forward, without ownership, on the condition that I be allowed to ^^manage^^ its day to day. ROSE (Surprised) I... ROSE (Tired) ...Yes. That can be arranged. JP (Smug) And... ROSE (Surprised) "And"? JP (Smug) And on the condition that the circus be renamed ^^JP's Red Tent Circus.^^ ROSE (Nervous) But... but the circus... the Marigold Red Tent Circus, it's named after my late mother... JP (Bored) Pardon my bluntness, Madam, but your deceased mother does not have a business empire to expand. ROSE (Sad) I see... JP (Smug) Come now, don't look so glum. If you want to play at commerce with the big boys, you can't be afraid of getting a little dirty. JP (Neutral) This is my final offer. Please think it over carefully but decide quickly. My interest is not indefinite. NARRATOR He extends his hand for a gentlemanly handshake in farewell. NARRATOR You take a moment to regards his long fingers, his skin smooth and white, the hands of a man who's never labored a day in his life. (show: EMPATHY) NARRATOR You... * <#act> [take: EMPATHY 5] Shake his hand. -> episode_outro :episode_outro (wipe) (fx: sfx_cricket_chirp -off) (fx: vfx_eye_transition -queue) (fx: vfx_pulse_aura -on) (fx: sfx_heartbeat -on) NARRATOR As soon as your fingers touch his skin, your vision goes cloudy, your head swimming, and your senses overcome with... <#creepy_06> Danger <#creepy_06> Betrayal <#creepy_06> Pity <#creepy_06> Secrets <#creepy_06> SECRETS! <#creepy_08> SECRETS!!! JP (Scared) <#shout> Miss Lestrange?! (wipe) (fx: vfx_pulse_aura -fin) (fx: sfx_heartbeat -off) (exit: ROSE, exit: JP) (fx: vfx_fade_black_transition -queue) (location: BLACKOUT) <#flourish_02> Next on ^^Cirque Du Strange^^: <#flourish_02> Rose uses her insight to her advantage. A deal is struck that decides the fate of the circus. Meanwhile, a discovery is made that makes Lyla question the loyalties of her friends. <#flourish_02> Tune in next week for ^^Episode 2: Family Business!^^ (wipe) [set: JP 5 -loadout] [set: ENDING calc(max(RINGMASTER, JUGGLER, FIRE_EATER))] * [if: ENDING = RINGMASTER] (end: END_RINGMASTER) * [if: ENDING = JUGGLER] (end: END_JUGGLER) * [else] (end: END_FIRE_EATER) [join]