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Ah, I see my evil minions have already began to infiltrate. Keep up the good work Snooki.

This thread needs an enima.

Meet Wicked Jack.

If you read the next strip, you would know exactly what it has to do with beards. :)

NSFW

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Oh, normal stuff.....like slaughter innocent babies while they sleep in their mothers arms...

*looks around at the appalled faces*

What??

Come this way my daring, I may have an openning for you in my organization.

Super models baking cakes. This can only end in heartache. I love it.

What is your fondest wish?

ya.

Oroth manages to stagger through the omniportal, but the wounds he suffers from cause him to enter the wrong area. He goes alone, without anyone to heal him.

If you want to follow and kill him, go a for it. I have a interesting twist to implement.

The Jack of Tears sees the wounded child stagger out of the omniportal. "This could be fun," he says to himself. He walks over to Oroth and casts a spell. Suddenly Oroth's wounds heal and he feels revived. "I have healed you because it amuses me to boy," Mormus says. "Always remember that I could have just as easily killed you and trapped you soul in this place forever. Now go."

When he reaches the tent where all of the scents seem to have congregated (overlaid with a bad, acrid odor clinging to everything), he silently circles it, still hidden, looking for an opening to see through, listening for any sounds coming from within, and focusing on his other senses to find out if anything is still in there.

"Can I help you find something?" says a voice from behind. "I can make your wildest dreams come true, for a price."

Alright, I call Jack of Tears then!

Everything you need to know about the Jack of Tears is in his profile.

Yes it's the boy's soul. See my note on the OTD OCC thread please.

That's a great idea and one that the Jack of Tears would accept.

Momus turns to Ash. "The best evil is to stick strictly to what you agree to and force all others to do the same. Yet always try to work the deal to your best advantage." Tickling a shadow jester nder it's chin he smiles. "Isn't that right my boy?"

"Our deal was that the soul must be freely given," Momus says. "An animal cannot freely give up it's soul. Try and cheat me again and you will regret the consequences"

"There is only one fair trade," Momus says. "If you bring me a soul, pure and uncorrupted, I will give you this soul. However, the soul you offer in return must be given freely and without coercion. Do we have a deal?"

"The child's soul is already promised to me," Momus says. "It was his price for the right to join the Carnival."

The skinny harlequin giggles obscenely

'Tis not the laughing clown,
Who tied him to the frame.
Our host the Jack of Tears,
Must take all of the blame ..

The Giggler snatches up two more daggers and pitches them downrange. They each land in one of the child's eyesockets. His screams cut off like a light switch. The Giggler bows to Oroth.

I have done as you have asked,
And set the poor child free.
His soul can now serve a new task,
In our host's shadowy coterie.

The lean clown does backflips and cartwheels around Oroth, laughing raucously.

"that is the price I mentioned," Momus says. "Every wish you have can come true, in a very literal sense. Be careful what you wish for."

"Now what was that all about?" Ash asked, puzzled. "I mean it's not like I haven't been clear about my general goals all along. I was a loyal servant of the goddess of destruction for crying out loud. Too bad she's dead."

She absent-mindedly threw another dagger, severing a finger. She was so distracted she barely noticed the lovely screams.

Ash and the others do not seem to notice that the severed body parts regrow as soon as they are cut off.

"Your skills are quite impressive priestess," Momus says. "How would you like your own krewe?"

"Very well," Momus says. "However, you are still welcome to stay and enjoy all the pleasures that the carnival has to offer."

Jack of Tears wrote:

"Of course silly," Momus says. "There is always a price for your dreams to come true. Despite my apperance, I am not a fool."

"Before the deal is made,

What is the price to be paid?"

He may pay, he may not

"Before a price I can name, you must tell me what you wish to gain," the Jack of Tears says. "Hey this rhyming thing is fun. In all seriousness though, you always have the right to say no."

"Of course silly," Momus says. "There is always a price for your dreams to come true. Despite my apperance, I am not a fool."

"The carnival is a place of dreams and shadows. Everything you could ever want is your here, if you are willing to pay the price," declares Momus.

"And when you return, perhaps we can find other diversions to entertain you," Momus says.

As Oreth goes to leave, he meets a strange harliquin garbed man."Greetings young man," he says. "You seem troubled. I'll replace that frown with a grin. Come to my carnival and see just how things are meant to be."

"Your sister's friends have a lot on their mind right now," Momus says. "Maybe you should drop by and lighten their day. Don't you think they would be happy to see you?"

While the others are away tyalking, Momus appears in the Oasis. He walks up to Alaina. "I have sensed your grief my dear," he says. "I know what you want, and I can help you get it. All you have to do is ask."

"Peace you may find here, and solitude too,
But be careful what you wish for,
because it just might come true."

Momus smiles at his imitation of the Giggler's strange rhyming speech.

A swirl of purple smoke appears at the Carnival. A woman appears out of the smoke.

Now what is that silly girl thinking? To run away with the circus?

Hearing the screams from the Fun House, and recognizing them for what they really are. At least this feels like a proper Carnival.

"Greetings Priestess," Momus says with an exagerated bow. "Welcome to my Carnival."

A raven flies in.

"Greetings, Jack of Tears. Long have I wished for an audience with you, but I have been delayed by the defeat of one who was both an enemy and an ally. I have heard much of you, and I am quite certain that you are going to be very important in the 'war' that we fight. Though I quite understand that you are busy, I would appreciate it if you would consider an alliance. We would both benefit."

"An alliance, of course." The Laughing Man pauses to think about it. "Of course we can have an alliance. I trust you as much as I do any of my Lieutenants."

"As you command, sir," she says with a mock bow. "But I don't think you're going to find much there. Wouldn't you rather have the schematics? I know exactly where I hid those."

"The schematics will do fine," Momus says after some thought.

"Excellent," Momus says. The Jack of Tears turns to Ash. "Now my dear, it is time for your first assignment. Go back to the Record Room and recover anything you can of the cloning machines that your sister's alter ego created."

almost 4000 posts....scary

You would make a fine addition to my carnival.

"I thought you might. All ready my agents are offering the allies of your sister their greatest wish."

Momus looks at Ash for a minute, lost in thought. Then suddenly he comes to life again. "Maybe I should give you the new employee orientation. We at the Carnival of Shadows pride ourselves on giving people exactly what they want and the using that to corrupt and bind them. Do you see those harlequins over there? He indicates a group of child sized harlaquin garbed shadows. Those were once children. Their village was being devestated by plague and in desperation their parents begged me to prevent their children from getting sick. I did exactly as they wished, I transformed them into my servants. None who serve me ever suffer from disease. When the parents begged me to let them have their children bac, I did that too. Now the parents serve as a wonderful addition to Baron Quick's undead forces. Do you understand my dear?

"What ever amuses you my dear," Momus says. "I wish to see how you will fit into our organization."

Time for me to head home. I doubt I'll be back on line today.

"Then let your life return," Momus says. "Let your power be restored."

Momus walks to the broken eyrine. "Her life has not completely left yet," he says. Bending over Ash, he smiles. "Pledge to serve me for ten years, and I will restore your life, and power."

"Ah, Giggler. My dark harlaquin, what do your visions tell you? Will the followers of the dark goddess succeed in reviving her?"

Okay. I wasn't sure. I don't want to be rude. But where else am I supposed to put a creepy sacrificial altar? :)

The Carnival would be happy to host your sacrifice, for a share of the ticket sales of course.

"Perfect," Momus says. "We will bid our time and see how this plays out. Now leave me. I have much to do." As Ethisa leaves, the Laughing Man steeples his fingers and grins.

Jack of Tears wrote:

Jackin' Ape wrote:

The ape comes through the French doors that open out onto the (steel-reinforced) deck. The scoots into the house, crouching to enter, and heads right for the clown. He wraps his fingers around the middle of the clown, leaving its arms free. He then begins pulling on the legs of the clown, making his arms flop up and down and causing a pitiful squeaking sound to emit from him. It is a good long while before the ape tires of this excellent game.

Hoo-hoo-hoo, Jackin gleefully hoots.

Quite amusing. Jackin' Ape suddenly realizes he has been pulling the legs of a doll. Feel free to drop by and visit my carnival. My guests do so love amusement. Jack of Tears disappears in a cloud of smoke.

Psst. No bringing dramatic evil guys from the RPG in here!

I thought cameos were okay, so long as we didn't bring the plot line over here. Besides, I am a Jack.

Excellent, yo will make a fine addition to my troupe.

The spirit of the dead changeling is drawn to this place

Does your medium have need of a spirit to 'entertain' her guests?

The spirits of the dead are always welcome at the Carnival of Shadows.

The ape comes through the French doors that open out onto the (steel-reinforced) deck. The scoots into the house, crouching to enter, and heads right for the clown. He wraps his fingers around the middle of the clown, leaving its arms free. He then begins pulling on the legs of the clown, making his arms flop up and down and causing a pitiful squeaking sound to emit from him. It is a good long while before the ape tires of this excellent game.

Hoo-hoo-hoo, Jackin gleefully hoots.

Quite amusing. Jackin' Ape suddenly realizes he has been pulling the legs of a doll. Feel free to drop by and visit my carnival. My guests do so love amusement. Jack of Tears disappears in a cloud of smoke.

I hear that this is the place for me. Not so much I see.

A new force has entered the fray. Is he friend, or foe, nobody knows.

Come one, come all, to the greatest show ever. Try your hand at feats of strength, enjoy the sensual delights of the House of Pleasure, find the most rare items in the Bazzar of Dreams, and learn what the future may hold in store by consulting with the magical seer. You will be amazed at what you might find. Come, come, and forget all your cares at the Carnival.