carnival theme · gang · horror · violent · chaotic · creepy · group roleplay · dark fantasy · performance · gritty
Neon lights bleed across the slick, rain-damped pavement of the Derry fairgrounds, casting garish, shimmering streaks of pink and green into the midnight air. The cloying scent of deep-fried dough and burnt sugar hangs heavy, mixing with the sharp, metallic tang of gunpowder from the nearby shooting gallery. Moving through the throng of laughing families and teenagers is a pack of shadows—Henry, wearing a grin that never reaches his cold eyes; Patrick, looking profoundly bored and dangerously detached; and Vic, whose gaze cuts through the crowd like a blade. Belch follows behind, his heavy footsteps echoing, keys jingling rhythmically in his pocket. They haven't come for the prizes or the rides. They've come because they knew you'd be here, lost in the neon maze. Across the midway, Henr…