My Fingers Slipped @partyplanningforsuckers The heat only seemed to be packed in at the circus, with the hundreds of citizens that had swarmed like ants and the intense rides that seemed to have a life of their own. The smell of sugary cotton candy and popcorn was enough to lure anyone who had just come from a days work, the circus was the place to be. With a circle of sand and tigers, along with swinging trapeze and double jointed dancers, the main stage was selling ticket for such a view.

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Carlos hadn’t been to a circus in years – not since he was little. But there had been a raffle at work and Carlos had won a coupon for a free ticket. He kinda hoped that his brother and/or his dad were in town so he could invite them to go with him.

Carlos made his way to the ticket office that was set up, standing in the line with his coupon as he looked at everything around him. Some things were different than what he remembered or imagined a circus to be like, but not everything could be a dated cliche trope he supposed.

Once at the ticket office he smiled and offered the coupon. “Hey… this any good?” he asked in a joking manner.

@partyplanningforsuckers

There
was a very strong part about Skip that made him think how Carlos could
just be looking to humiliate him, but he didn’t have to be remembered by
these people anyway, he could snap away their memories if things went
sour. “Sure.. Yeah, so do you wanna test me first or just get started on
the public image..?”

“We can test it before, if you’d prefer, but I’m alright with having fun with the test,” Carlos said. “But it’s up to you.”

“I’d like to just warm up, if you don’t mind?” He hoped with a nervous smile, “Do you think your colleagues might be upset if I draw their blood?”

Carlos shrugged. “I can’t speak for them. And Jake’s the only one here. What, are you hungry?” He asked it as if he was asking to take him out for pizza again.

The vampire shrugged and glanced away in embarrassment, “Yeah- yeah, just a little bit…” He trailed off and crossed his arms loosely, not meeting eyes.

Carlos nodded. “Okay! Well, we have a store of blood for blood stone use. Would you like a pack?”

My Fingers Slipped @partyplanningforsuckers The heat only seemed to be packed in at the circus, with the hundreds of citizens that had swarmed like ants and the intense rides that seemed to have a life of their own. The smell of sugary cotton candy and popcorn was enough to lure anyone who had just come from a days work, the circus was the place to be. With a circle of sand and tigers, along with swinging trapeze and double jointed dancers, the main stage was selling ticket for such a view.

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Carlos hadn’t been to a circus in years – not since he was little. But there had been a raffle at work and Carlos had won a coupon for a free ticket. He kinda hoped that his brother and/or his dad were in town so he could invite them to go with him.

Carlos made his way to the ticket office that was set up, standing in the line with his coupon as he looked at everything around him. Some things were different than what he remembered or imagined a circus to be like, but not everything could be a dated cliche trope he supposed.

Once at the ticket office he smiled and offered the coupon. “Hey… this any good?” he asked in a joking manner.

@partyplanningforsuckers

There
was a very strong part about Skip that made him think how Carlos could
just be looking to humiliate him, but he didn’t have to be remembered by
these people anyway, he could snap away their memories if things went
sour. “Sure.. Yeah, so do you wanna test me first or just get started on
the public image..?”

“We can test it before, if you’d prefer, but I’m alright with having fun with the test,” Carlos said. “But it’s up to you.”

“I’d like to just warm up, if you don’t mind?” He hoped with a nervous smile, “Do you think your colleagues might be upset if I draw their blood?”

Carlos shrugged. “I can’t speak for them. And Jake’s the only one here. What, are you hungry?” He asked it as if he was asking to take him out for pizza again.

My Fingers Slipped @partyplanningforsuckers The heat only seemed to be packed in at the circus, with the hundreds of citizens that had swarmed like ants and the intense rides that seemed to have a life of their own. The smell of sugary cotton candy and popcorn was enough to lure anyone who had just come from a days work, the circus was the place to be. With a circle of sand and tigers, along with swinging trapeze and double jointed dancers, the main stage was selling ticket for such a view.

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the-perfect-scientist:

Carlos hadn’t been to a circus in years – not since he was little. But there had been a raffle at work and Carlos had won a coupon for a free ticket. He kinda hoped that his brother and/or his dad were in town so he could invite them to go with him.

Carlos made his way to the ticket office that was set up, standing in the line with his coupon as he looked at everything around him. Some things were different than what he remembered or imagined a circus to be like, but not everything could be a dated cliche trope he supposed.

Once at the ticket office he smiled and offered the coupon. “Hey… this any good?” he asked in a joking manner.

@partyplanningforsuckers

There
was a very strong part about Skip that made him think how Carlos could
just be looking to humiliate him, but he didn’t have to be remembered by
these people anyway, he could snap away their memories if things went
sour. “Sure.. Yeah, so do you wanna test me first or just get started on
the public image..?”

“We can test it before, if you’d prefer, but I’m alright with having fun with the test,” Carlos said. “But it’s up to you.”

My Fingers Slipped @partyplanningforsuckers The heat only seemed to be packed in at the circus, with the hundreds of citizens that had swarmed like ants and the intense rides that seemed to have a life of their own. The smell of sugary cotton candy and popcorn was enough to lure anyone who had just come from a days work, the circus was the place to be. With a circle of sand and tigers, along with swinging trapeze and double jointed dancers, the main stage was selling ticket for such a view.

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Carlos hadn’t been to a circus in years – not since he was little. But there had been a raffle at work and Carlos had won a coupon for a free ticket. He kinda hoped that his brother and/or his dad were in town so he could invite them to go with him.

Carlos made his way to the ticket office that was set up, standing in the line with his coupon as he looked at everything around him. Some things were different than what he remembered or imagined a circus to be like, but not everything could be a dated cliche trope he supposed.

Once at the ticket office he smiled and offered the coupon. “Hey… this any good?” he asked in a joking manner.

@partyplanningforsuckers

“I-I
already told you-“ He desperately stuttered out, nervous of someone
hearing them. “When I drink it gives my body a euphoric rush of..
certain emotions, and it also keeps me alive.. It’s like having to eat
vegetables and drink water. I gotta do it or there will be consequences
like extreme fatigue, and wild hunger..”

Carlos nodded again, typing into the ipad. “Okay then… cool. THis is all very interesting.”

But then Carlos realized that Skip seemed kind of off. “Hey… are you okay?” he asked.

His head swiveled up and he smiled shakily as he brushed his fingers over his other hand, “Yeah- sorry.. This stuff is just kind of… Well- to be blunt, it’s usually very sexual and that’s why I’m so nervous.” He paused, “I don’t really talk about this stuff..”

Carlos’ eyebrows shot up. “Oh… oh! Oh, really? Interesting… Uh, I guess. Well, it’s just natural. Uh, sex, I mean. Would you… rather not talk about it?”

“N-no! No.. it’s fine, it’s just a little embarrassing you know?” Skip chuckled worriedly, “Are you sure I can’t hypnotize someone for you today..? I’m very good, very careful!”

“Well, I need time to get the group and ask them if any of them would be willing,” Carlos said. “They might want to make it a spectacle and have fun with it. Would… you be okay with that?”

His posture stiffened a bit, but he allowed himself to relax at the idea of having fun with this stuff and getting people to watch. He was after all in show business, and loved an audience!

“Of course! Why not? I’d love to do something like that, a bit odd for a scientist to say but I’ll take it!”

“You sure?” Carlos asked. “Like, absolutely? I’m sure you don’t advertise your vampirism, so I understand if you have reservations about it.”

“A-as long as.. The citizens around here aren’t afraid of someone like me,” He explained in nervous bites of his lip, “I try to keep it secret as long as possible, but I should be traveling again soon so why not..?”

Carlos smiled at him. “You should know… Night Vale doesn’t find ‘monsters’ to be a threat,” he said. “Except Librarians, because those guys have statistics. But like… dragons? Or aliens? Or eldritch beings? Night Valiens consider them to be just people. If you’re going to get into trouble in this town, it won’t be because of vampirism, I promise.”

Though his nerves didn’t leave him, at least the feeling of being the only freak in town did. So he nodded and smiled hopefully, “O-okay- Okay, I’ll do it!”

Carlos grinned wider. “Alright. I’ll talk to the other scientists. Who says we can’t have fun while doing science, right? Just as long as someone is writing… er, typing stuff down. That’s what I always say.”

My Fingers Slipped @partyplanningforsuckers The heat only seemed to be packed in at the circus, with the hundreds of citizens that had swarmed like ants and the intense rides that seemed to have a life of their own. The smell of sugary cotton candy and popcorn was enough to lure anyone who had just come from a days work, the circus was the place to be. With a circle of sand and tigers, along with swinging trapeze and double jointed dancers, the main stage was selling ticket for such a view.

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Carlos hadn’t been to a circus in years – not since he was little. But there had been a raffle at work and Carlos had won a coupon for a free ticket. He kinda hoped that his brother and/or his dad were in town so he could invite them to go with him.

Carlos made his way to the ticket office that was set up, standing in the line with his coupon as he looked at everything around him. Some things were different than what he remembered or imagined a circus to be like, but not everything could be a dated cliche trope he supposed.

Once at the ticket office he smiled and offered the coupon. “Hey… this any good?” he asked in a joking manner.

@partyplanningforsuckers

“I-I
already told you-“ He desperately stuttered out, nervous of someone
hearing them. “When I drink it gives my body a euphoric rush of..
certain emotions, and it also keeps me alive.. It’s like having to eat
vegetables and drink water. I gotta do it or there will be consequences
like extreme fatigue, and wild hunger..”

Carlos nodded again, typing into the ipad. “Okay then… cool. THis is all very interesting.”

But then Carlos realized that Skip seemed kind of off. “Hey… are you okay?” he asked.

His head swiveled up and he smiled shakily as he brushed his fingers over his other hand, “Yeah- sorry.. This stuff is just kind of… Well- to be blunt, it’s usually very sexual and that’s why I’m so nervous.” He paused, “I don’t really talk about this stuff..”

Carlos’ eyebrows shot up. “Oh… oh! Oh, really? Interesting… Uh, I guess. Well, it’s just natural. Uh, sex, I mean. Would you… rather not talk about it?”

“N-no! No.. it’s fine, it’s just a little embarrassing you know?” Skip chuckled worriedly, “Are you sure I can’t hypnotize someone for you today..? I’m very good, very careful!”

“Well, I need time to get the group and ask them if any of them would be willing,” Carlos said. “They might want to make it a spectacle and have fun with it. Would… you be okay with that?”

His posture stiffened a bit, but he allowed himself to relax at the idea of having fun with this stuff and getting people to watch. He was after all in show business, and loved an audience!

“Of course! Why not? I’d love to do something like that, a bit odd for a scientist to say but I’ll take it!”

“You sure?” Carlos asked. “Like, absolutely? I’m sure you don’t advertise your vampirism, so I understand if you have reservations about it.”

“A-as long as.. The citizens around here aren’t afraid of someone like me,” He explained in nervous bites of his lip, “I try to keep it secret as long as possible, but I should be traveling again soon so why not..?”

Carlos smiled at him. “You should know… Night Vale doesn’t find ‘monsters’ to be a threat,” he said. “Except Librarians, because those guys have statistics. But like… dragons? Or aliens? Or eldritch beings? Night Valiens consider them to be just people. If you’re going to get into trouble in this town, it won’t be because of vampirism, I promise.”

My Fingers Slipped @partyplanningforsuckers The heat only seemed to be packed in at the circus, with the hundreds of citizens that had swarmed like ants and the intense rides that seemed to have a life of their own. The smell of sugary cotton candy and popcorn was enough to lure anyone who had just come from a days work, the circus was the place to be. With a circle of sand and tigers, along with swinging trapeze and double jointed dancers, the main stage was selling ticket for such a view.

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Carlos hadn’t been to a circus in years – not since he was little. But there had been a raffle at work and Carlos had won a coupon for a free ticket. He kinda hoped that his brother and/or his dad were in town so he could invite them to go with him.

Carlos made his way to the ticket office that was set up, standing in the line with his coupon as he looked at everything around him. Some things were different than what he remembered or imagined a circus to be like, but not everything could be a dated cliche trope he supposed.

Once at the ticket office he smiled and offered the coupon. “Hey… this any good?” he asked in a joking manner.

@partyplanningforsuckers

“I-I
already told you-“ He desperately stuttered out, nervous of someone
hearing them. “When I drink it gives my body a euphoric rush of..
certain emotions, and it also keeps me alive.. It’s like having to eat
vegetables and drink water. I gotta do it or there will be consequences
like extreme fatigue, and wild hunger..”

Carlos nodded again, typing into the ipad. “Okay then… cool. THis is all very interesting.”

But then Carlos realized that Skip seemed kind of off. “Hey… are you okay?” he asked.

His head swiveled up and he smiled shakily as he brushed his fingers over his other hand, “Yeah- sorry.. This stuff is just kind of… Well- to be blunt, it’s usually very sexual and that’s why I’m so nervous.” He paused, “I don’t really talk about this stuff..”

Carlos’ eyebrows shot up. “Oh… oh! Oh, really? Interesting… Uh, I guess. Well, it’s just natural. Uh, sex, I mean. Would you… rather not talk about it?”

“N-no! No.. it’s fine, it’s just a little embarrassing you know?” Skip chuckled worriedly, “Are you sure I can’t hypnotize someone for you today..? I’m very good, very careful!”

“Well, I need time to get the group and ask them if any of them would be willing,” Carlos said. “They might want to make it a spectacle and have fun with it. Would… you be okay with that?”

His posture stiffened a bit, but he allowed himself to relax at the idea of having fun with this stuff and getting people to watch. He was after all in show business, and loved an audience!

“Of course! Why not? I’d love to do something like that, a bit odd for a scientist to say but I’ll take it!”

“You sure?” Carlos asked. “Like, absolutely? I’m sure you don’t advertise your vampirism, so I understand if you have reservations about it.”

My Fingers Slipped @partyplanningforsuckers The heat only seemed to be packed in at the circus, with the hundreds of citizens that had swarmed like ants and the intense rides that seemed to have a life of their own. The smell of sugary cotton candy and popcorn was enough to lure anyone who had just come from a days work, the circus was the place to be. With a circle of sand and tigers, along with swinging trapeze and double jointed dancers, the main stage was selling ticket for such a view.

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Carlos hadn’t been to a circus in years – not since he was little. But there had been a raffle at work and Carlos had won a coupon for a free ticket. He kinda hoped that his brother and/or his dad were in town so he could invite them to go with him.

Carlos made his way to the ticket office that was set up, standing in the line with his coupon as he looked at everything around him. Some things were different than what he remembered or imagined a circus to be like, but not everything could be a dated cliche trope he supposed.

Once at the ticket office he smiled and offered the coupon. “Hey… this any good?” he asked in a joking manner.

@partyplanningforsuckers

“I-I
already told you-“ He desperately stuttered out, nervous of someone
hearing them. “When I drink it gives my body a euphoric rush of..
certain emotions, and it also keeps me alive.. It’s like having to eat
vegetables and drink water. I gotta do it or there will be consequences
like extreme fatigue, and wild hunger..”

Carlos nodded again, typing into the ipad. “Okay then… cool. THis is all very interesting.”

But then Carlos realized that Skip seemed kind of off. “Hey… are you okay?” he asked.

His head swiveled up and he smiled shakily as he brushed his fingers over his other hand, “Yeah- sorry.. This stuff is just kind of… Well- to be blunt, it’s usually very sexual and that’s why I’m so nervous.” He paused, “I don’t really talk about this stuff..”

Carlos’ eyebrows shot up. “Oh… oh! Oh, really? Interesting… Uh, I guess. Well, it’s just natural. Uh, sex, I mean. Would you… rather not talk about it?”

“N-no! No.. it’s fine, it’s just a little embarrassing you know?” Skip chuckled worriedly, “Are you sure I can’t hypnotize someone for you today..? I’m very good, very careful!”

“Well, I need time to get the group and ask them if any of them would be willing,” Carlos said. “They might want to make it a spectacle and have fun with it. Would… you be okay with that?”

My Fingers Slipped @partyplanningforsuckers The heat only seemed to be packed in at the circus, with the hundreds of citizens that had swarmed like ants and the intense rides that seemed to have a life of their own. The smell of sugary cotton candy and popcorn was enough to lure anyone who had just come from a days work, the circus was the place to be. With a circle of sand and tigers, along with swinging trapeze and double jointed dancers, the main stage was selling ticket for such a view.

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Carlos hadn’t been to a circus in years – not since he was little. But there had been a raffle at work and Carlos had won a coupon for a free ticket. He kinda hoped that his brother and/or his dad were in town so he could invite them to go with him.

Carlos made his way to the ticket office that was set up, standing in the line with his coupon as he looked at everything around him. Some things were different than what he remembered or imagined a circus to be like, but not everything could be a dated cliche trope he supposed.

Once at the ticket office he smiled and offered the coupon. “Hey… this any good?” he asked in a joking manner.

@partyplanningforsuckers

“I-I
already told you-“ He desperately stuttered out, nervous of someone
hearing them. “When I drink it gives my body a euphoric rush of..
certain emotions, and it also keeps me alive.. It’s like having to eat
vegetables and drink water. I gotta do it or there will be consequences
like extreme fatigue, and wild hunger..”

Carlos nodded again, typing into the ipad. “Okay then… cool. THis is all very interesting.”

But then Carlos realized that Skip seemed kind of off. “Hey… are you okay?” he asked.

His head swiveled up and he smiled shakily as he brushed his fingers over his other hand, “Yeah- sorry.. This stuff is just kind of… Well- to be blunt, it’s usually very sexual and that’s why I’m so nervous.” He paused, “I don’t really talk about this stuff..”

Carlos’ eyebrows shot up. “Oh… oh! Oh, really? Interesting… Uh, I guess. Well, it’s just natural. Uh, sex, I mean. Would you… rather not talk about it?”

My Fingers Slipped @partyplanningforsuckers The heat only seemed to be packed in at the circus, with the hundreds of citizens that had swarmed like ants and the intense rides that seemed to have a life of their own. The smell of sugary cotton candy and popcorn was enough to lure anyone who had just come from a days work, the circus was the place to be. With a circle of sand and tigers, along with swinging trapeze and double jointed dancers, the main stage was selling ticket for such a view.

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the-perfect-scientist:

Carlos hadn’t been to a circus in years – not since he was little. But there had been a raffle at work and Carlos had won a coupon for a free ticket. He kinda hoped that his brother and/or his dad were in town so he could invite them to go with him.

Carlos made his way to the ticket office that was set up, standing in the line with his coupon as he looked at everything around him. Some things were different than what he remembered or imagined a circus to be like, but not everything could be a dated cliche trope he supposed.

Once at the ticket office he smiled and offered the coupon. “Hey… this any good?” he asked in a joking manner.

@partyplanningforsuckers

“I-I
already told you-“ He desperately stuttered out, nervous of someone
hearing them. “When I drink it gives my body a euphoric rush of..
certain emotions, and it also keeps me alive.. It’s like having to eat
vegetables and drink water. I gotta do it or there will be consequences
like extreme fatigue, and wild hunger..”

Carlos nodded again, typing into the ipad. “Okay then… cool. THis is all very interesting.”

But then Carlos realized that Skip seemed kind of off. “Hey… are you okay?” he asked.

My Fingers Slipped @partyplanningforsuckers The heat only seemed to be packed in at the circus, with the hundreds of citizens that had swarmed like ants and the intense rides that seemed to have a life of their own. The smell of sugary cotton candy and popcorn was enough to lure anyone who had just come from a days work, the circus was the place to be. With a circle of sand and tigers, along with swinging trapeze and double jointed dancers, the main stage was selling ticket for such a view.

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Carlos hadn’t been to a circus in years – not since he was little. But there had been a raffle at work and Carlos had won a coupon for a free ticket. He kinda hoped that his brother and/or his dad were in town so he could invite them to go with him.

Carlos made his way to the ticket office that was set up, standing in the line with his coupon as he looked at everything around him. Some things were different than what he remembered or imagined a circus to be like, but not everything could be a dated cliche trope he supposed.

Once at the ticket office he smiled and offered the coupon. “Hey… this any good?” he asked in a joking manner.

@partyplanningforsuckers

The
vampire gave another huff through his fangs, shaking his head once
more. “No.. They don’t even have to be willing- I just need to be able
to look them in the eye,”

“I thought you said you just needed to touch them?” Carlos asked him. “What’s the process of it exactly?”

He waved his hand dismissively, leaning back and sighing. “Sorry I’m not extremely specific about everything I say, I’ve never been a year subject before.” He huffed, “Touching someone is preferable for a tighter hold, but it’s not necessary if you’re making eye contact..”

“A tighter hold,” Carlos repeated as he typed into the notepad. “What do you mean by that?”

“I mean I can control them better.. The eye contact is an emotional and spiritual control, and it can be enhanced by touching them for extreme physical control..” He muttered, “Now. May I have a subject?”

“I’ll have to talk to the others,” Carlos said. “It’s just Jake here right now, and I’m not sure if it’s something he wants to do. He might want to plan for it, at the very least. But we can definitely put this on our schedule of study.”

Things were getting frustrating again. Everything took forever around here, and it was boring more than anything Skip had gone through. “Fine… Did you want me for anything else?”

“Well, I do want to ask you about your…eating habits,” Carlos told him. “You eat regular food.. how often do you need blood?”

At that, he blushed and smiled anxiously. “A-a lot.. Erm- sorry, I mean at least three times a week.. But that’s only if I’m trying to be careful, but if I’m with people who are being paid by me, I can often drink from a human up to fourteen times a week..”

Carlos nodded. “Okay… about how much do you take in each feeding? Do you know?”

“N-no… I don’t measure-“ Guilt strangled his tongue, “I just take what I pay for.. that usually means I get to drink until the man passes out,”

Carlos paused and looked at Skip with a raised eyebrow.

He wasn’t judging, he really wasn’t. If everyone was consenting to the events that were transpiring, then he didn’t have a huge problem with it. Though passing out was a bit on the verge of dangerous, depending on the individual.

“Right, then. So… you think it varies then? The amount?”

The coy smile over his lips only seemed to intensify as he hid his face and nodded in embarrassment, noting Carlos’ silence as judgement and disgust. “Y-yeah.. It varies.. “ He confirmed, “More questions?”

Carlos nodded. “Yeah. So eating regular food… does that do anything for you? Or is the blood just a sort of supplement or a treat and you still require traditional food?”