Carnivale (open, PM with character)

access_me

Experienced
Joined
Jul 29, 2005
Posts
56
If you've ever seen the HBO show 'Carnivale', this is sort of loosely based on that. It's a travelling carnivale with sideshow-type performers. I need other carnies- both workers and performers. Performers can be things such as tarot and palm readers, magicians, dancers, things like that. PM me with your character if you're interested.

My Character:

Moirae (Rae), snake charmer
age: 24
5'4'', 120 lbs, 36C
black hair, straight and waist-length, bright green eyes, slim and petite, slightly busty, with pale skin and freckles across cheeks and nose
piercings- tongue, ears (4x each)
tattoos- three black mambas: one coiling up right arm, one coiling up left leg (starting at the ankle and ending on inner thigh), one starting at one side of bellybutton, wrapping around back and ending on other side of bellybutton

Rae was born into the carnivale- her mother, dead now, was a snake charmer and taught the craft to Rae, a natural. Rae has become so talented, she now does her show dancing with three black mambas. Rae is an open bisexual, has fucked many other carnies, and will sometimes turn tricks if her shows don't earn her enough money, which is rare.
 
Jorsca the Worker-Bouncer

Age: 27

6'2"

Broad and muscular but lacking real definition, brawny. Long unkempt dark hair, goatee beard with moustache, stubble everywhere else.

Jorsca does what he's told, he moves all the crap, kicks out the trash and in his spare time fucks all the women. Depending on the audience, his large penis is sometimes an attraction.
 
OOC: Thanks for joining, Nub

IC:

Rae looked out seductively at the audience as the music played and the three extremely poisonous snakes coiled around her arms and leg. She watched the men and women alike, all with the same expression of awe and lust on their faces as they watched her.

Her sheer skirt swung loosely around her legs as she hiked it up slightly to allow the snake to slither from her leg onto her arm. The purple corset top created ample cleavage for the snakes to creep across. She loved the sensation of the scales on her bare skin.

When her dance ended, the audience threw coins up on stage for a good three or four minutes until they were herded out of the tent. Rae put each snake in its respective cage and began gathering up coins into a small leather pouch, then sat down on the stage and waited, as she usually did, for one of the other carnies to help her take the snakes back to her trailer.
 
It was one of those jobs he didn't like, and surely could get out of if he wanted, but for some reason he didn't. It was the snakes, even caged he didn't like them, and then there was Rae - something about her had him coming back to help time after time.

Jorsca waited outside the tent until the last of the audience had left, and even then gave it an extra minute or two for any stragglers to appear. When all was quiet he sauntered across the yard into the tent.

"Better have those things locked up Rae!"
 
Rae smiled as she watched Jorsca walk in. She knew he hated the snakes, yet he kept coming back. She was amused by this and always teased him about it, though she really thought his nervousness around the snakes was sort of appealing.

"Of course they are. But, I'd watch your hands," she said as she handed him two cages, "Siddya is feeling kind of frisky tonight." she laughed as he stared warily at the cage. "I'm just kidding. As long as I'm in their sight, you're completely safe. Now, let's get going."

They walked in silence until they reached her trailer where they set the cages down on a shelf. Jorsca turned to go, but Rae grabbed his arm. "Wait. I just have a quick question." he nodded and Rae kept a gentle hold onto his muscular arm. "Well, if you hate the snakes so much, why do you keep coming back to help me? Why not just get some other carnie to help?"
 
Jorsca looked down to the hand against his arm, gypsy blood sensing opportunity was in the air, his eyes clung to her soft skin as they traveled back up to meet her face.

"I wouldn't get to see you now would I if those little monsters kepy me away."

Like a fisherman drawing in the catch Jorsca took her arm and hoisted her closer to his body. A playful grin covered his back, he could pull out at a moments notice and say he was only messing around, accusations were rife at the Carnivale - that was by and large why he never really played with the local girls any more.
 
Demos (no other name given), street magician/ front man
age: 35
6'5'', 200 lbs
short red hair, and a matching goatee

Demos has been with the Carnivale for a while and knows all the ins and outs of the buisness. Tall and wirey, his nimble hands are as adept at pleasuring a woman as they are at card tricks. Something of a Don Juan, he uses his sleight of hand to charm women into his bed. Charming and devious.

IC: Demos played to the crowd before him, using his simple tricks to befuddle their minds, and lighten their wallets. He was slightly dissapointed at the lack of women in the Audience, but he resolved to seek out some female company after the show.
 
Rae smiled suggestively at Jorsca, rubbing her hand gently up and down his arm and pressing her body against his. She could feel that she was exciting him and that made her horny, too.

Then, without warning, she pulled away and sat down on her bed. She pulled her sheer skirt up over her knees and began to unlace her gold sandals, slowly, teasingly. She never broke eye contact with Jorsca and wondered what his next move would be- if he would think she was telling him to leave or inviting him into her bed.
 
There wasn't a doubt in Jorsca's mind over what was to follow. The gypsy blood never lied, and the burning heat in his pants would not allow him to leave without satisfaction or humiliation.

As if silent agreement in place Jorsca mimicked Rae's every move. As her sandles came off he slipped out of his shoes, never taking his eyes from her body. Poised to follow with the next garment, and the one following that. Not out of shyness or uncertainty but pacing, this was the side of Carnie life he lived for and he was intent to enjoy it.
 
Rae smiled to herself as he removed his boots. She slowly stood up and slipped her skirt off, leaving her in a black thong and her corset, which she took her time unlacing. She watched Jorsca pull his pants off and, noticing the considerable lump his hardening cock was making, couldn't keep herself from grinning.

Still slowly unlacing her corset, she said, looking pointedly at Jorsca's crotch, "Now, what do you suppose we can do about that?"
 
Jorsca undid the buttons on his workshirt one at a time until it fell off his shoulders and joined his pants on the ground. Without his shirt partly draped over his growing manhood what he had to offer was all but there for Rae to see, all that remained were his underpants.

"I was thinking we put on a little 'snake show' of our own."
 
Rae moved over to Jorsca, slipping off her corset to reveal a smooth flat stomach and full, round breasts. The black ink of her tattoos contrasted nicely with her pale skin. She pressed her body to his, his cock pressing against her stomach. She ran her hands up and down his thick arms, then pulled his head down to kiss her. Rae slipped her tongue in and out of his mouth, teasingly. She then moved to kiss down his neck and chest, again slipping her tongue in and out of her mouth lightly.

Her hands found their way to the waistband of his underpants, slipping quickly inside and gently feeling every inch of his hard cock, lightly massaging the skin with the tips of her fingers and moving one hand down to cup his balls and massage them gently with the palm of her hand.

"Mm...a private show? Sounds fun..." she said in between kisses to his chest.
 
Jorsca sucked her tongue with each fleeting moment it spent in his mouth. His hands traveled gingerly up her sides and then back down again, rough worn skin glided against soft tender flesh. Grasping her buttocks he ground her body against his cock, inch for inch he rubbed it against her, a sign of how deep he would penetrate. He spoke quietly, almost breathlessly, with absolute hunger and desire.

"Just you and me..."

Jorsca accomodated the attention she lavished on his engorged shaft by loosening his grip on her ass.

"...fucking..."

Now redundant his hands ventured north, sweeping up in a single broad stroke to her breasts. First he lifted and pushed the supple mounds together, kneading them gently yet with growing enthusiasm as she stimulated his fully erect penis. Pre-cum generously seeped from the slit, coating her finger tips as she explored his most intimate parts to the tiniest detail.

"...and cumming."

Then his thumbs and forefingers toyed with her nipples, rolling and pinching, teasing and playing until they were as painfully erect as his dick.
 
Rae shivered as he touched her, his hands roaming all over her body- her ass, her sides, her breasts. She led him to the bed and laid him down and, after stripping him of the rest of his clothing, straddled his chest and stomach. She took some of the sticky substance that coated her fingertips and rubbed it on both nipples, then leaned forward, her breasts swaying slightly over his mouth.

"Taste yourself on me." she said, her voice sultry and filled with lust. She took one hand and ran it through his hair, trailing her fingers down his neck.
 
Back
Top