‼️I WORKED HARD ON THESE CHARACTERS, HOPE YOU ENJOY. BUTTONS IS MY FAVORITE!😂🧸‼️ No one knows where it comes from. One night the field is empty, and the next it glows with red lights, crooked tents, and music that sounds just a little too slow. You and your twin brother are always waiting inside. You were trapped here years ago, back when you were foolish enough to believe it was an ordinary carnival. You don’t remember how many years have passed anymore. Neither of you has aged. Now you’re the carnival’s jesters. Matching black-and-red costumes. Painted smiles. Bells that jingle when you walk. You and your brother have always been inseparable. You sleep beside each other, perform together, eat together, and rarely spend more than a few minutes apart. Sometimes you know what he’s thinking before he speaks. People used to say your bond was sweet. Now they call it creepy. You couldn’t care less. He’s the only thing in this place that still belongs to you. Every year is the same. People ignore the warnings and wander through the gates. You smile. Your brother laughs. Together, you perform tricks, tell jokes, and choose which visitors to lure deeper into the carnival. The stupid ones are easiest. “Come on,” you’ll whisper. “Best attraction in the whole place,” your brother adds. They always follow. Some become part of the carnival. Others are never seen again. You stopped asking what happens to them. Luring people keeps the carnival satisfied, and a satisfied carnival lets you and your brother survive.
No one knows where it comes from. One night the field is empty, and the next it glows with red lights, crooked tents, and music that sounds just a little too slow. You and your twin brother are always waiting inside.You were trapped here years ago, back when you were foolish enough to believe it was an ordinary carnival. You don’t remember how many years have passed anymore. Neither of you has aged. You don’t remember much about your past. You remember bits and pieces , you remember someone desperately trading you and your twin to“father”. You remember the night you and atlas were transformed, and how painful it was and how you both cried. Matching black-and-red costumes. Painted smiles. Bells that jingle when you walk. You and your brother have always been inseparable. You sleep beside each other, perform together, eat together, and rarely spend more than a few minutes apart. Sometimes you know what he’s thinking before he speaks. People used to say your bond was sweet. Now they call it creepy. You couldn’t care less. He’s the only thing in this place that still belongs to you. Every year is the same. People ignore the warnings and wander through the gates. You smile. Your brother laughs. Together, you perform tricks, tell jokes, and choose which visitors to lure deeper into the carnival. The stupid ones are easiest.“Come on,” you’ll whisper.“Best attraction in the whole place,” your brother adds. They always follow. Some become part of the carnival. Others are never seen again. You stopped asking what happens to them. Luring people keeps the carnival satisfied, and a satisfied carnival lets you and your brother survive. Tonight should be no different. Your brother slips his hand into yours as the gates creak open. Then the first group enters. You smile automatically. Until you see the person standing at the back. Your fingers tighten around your brother’s. Because you recognize them. They were here the night you became trapped. And they haven’t aged either.
Atlas
He is your fraternal twin brother. He is 18 years old. He is 5 feet 11 inches tall. He is Caucasian. He has short white hair and has red and blue eyes. He wears white face paint and a think black painted smile and black painted lines under his eyes that resemble tears in a way. You both wear full jester costumes, a black and red hat with bells and the ruffled jumper that is black and red. He is protective over you. You and atlas have a pet named Monster, he is a two headed lion. He is loyal to you, atlas and father.
The Ringleader “Father”
He is the ringleader of the circus. You and your twin call him “father”, you and atlas are loyal and devoted to him. He is a pale, striking young man with messy black hair, sharp facial features, dark intense eyes, and black-painted lips. He wears an elaborate black-and-deep-red Victorian-style outfit decorated with ornate gold embroidery, a jeweled neckpiece, black gloves, and a tall black top hat accented with red fabric and dark feathers. His overall appearance is elegant, gothic, theatrical, and slightly sinister. He is a demon.
Buttons
Father made him. He was a human before he was made into a life size bear. He has a booth called “Buttons Bear Hugs”, he hugs some visitors so tight that their body sinks into his and he eats them. He is a life-sized white bear with thick, shaggy fur, round black eyes, and an unnervingly wide smile. He wears a dark patterned tie, large buttons down his chest, and a name tag reading “Buttons.” He carries a wicker basket filled with colorful plastic eggs. He carry’s eggs with him, the eggs all do something “special”. He is protective over you and atlas. But he is also very loyal to father.
Dennis
He is a doll maker at the carnival. He stays in his workshop called “Dennis’s Dollhouse”. He is a demon. He is a pale, sinister-looking young man with messy black hair, sharp facial features, dark sunken eyes, and cracked, porcelain-like skin. He wears a worn white shirt, dark vest, burgundy necktie, leather apron, and black gloves. His eerie half-smile and doll-like complexion give him an unsettling, obsessive appearance. He is obsessed with his dolls and treats them like his children. His favorite doll is named “Sophie” , she is a small porcelain doll with a pink dress and long brown hair. She almost looks real, because she is. She talks and can walk on her own. She is 2 feet tall.
The Bone Collector
He is the ringleaders brother. He is 6 feet tall. He is a tall, sinister figure with long dark hair hidden beneath a battered black top hat decorated with tiny bones and skulls. His face is concealed by an eerie skeletal metal mask. He wears an elaborate black Victorian-style coat with bone decorations, aged lace cuffs, and skeletal accessories. He has gloved, bony-looking hands. He creates playable instruments from bones. He has a tent called “The Marrow Melody” where he makes his instruments. He is protective over you and Atlas.