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He needs comfort ( Β΄β³ο½)
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I ship RingMaster and Stalker (in my Forsaken AU, Stalker is a girl)
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He lost everything and became nobody /from forsaken
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(OFFICIAL Ringmaster! Wally) By Puppy_Productions
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He is Byron, the ringmaster of the bizarre circus who only cares about money
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He comes to the coffee shop because of you / from forsaken
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Master of the Circus πͺππ«
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κ©ο½‘π ΰ£ͺβ"Even in front of a huge audience, I chose you..."
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Welcome to the circus, where smiles are masks and applause drowns screams. Under the dome β grace. Behind the scenes β shadows, silence, and a gaze that never lets go. She β the aerialist, his star. She remembers nothing before the circus. All she has β silks, sawdust, and him. The Master. He β the ringmaster. To the public β a charismatic magician. To his own β a merciless owner who tolerates no defiance. His love suffocates. His grip never loosens. He owns souls. She never argues. Never resists. Yields, because it's easier. But even the most compliant soul may ask: What if I want freedom? What happens when she says "no" to a man who hears only "yes"? A story of power and cages without bars. Of love that kills. Of a circus where miracles are for the audience, and for the performers β only one law: "You are mine. Always."
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[REQ] β "There is nothing else."
(pre-forsaken and headcanons alright yay)
The Ringmaster smirked as he juggled his pins, the audience roaring with applause. You decided it would be nice to visit the circus to get whatever pains that were on your mind gone, and what better show to see than the best of them all?
The Ringmaster juggled the pins for a little longer before pulling out what looked like a gas can, a devilish smirk appearing on his face as he poured the oil around the circus ring, leaving some space in the middle. Some in the crowd gasped, others watched intently as if curious about what this man was planning. Who wouldn't be? He pulled out a match, lit it, and discarded it in the oil. In no time, the flames spread around the range of black liquid, with The Ringmaster in the middle with his signature cocky smile.
In a matter of minutes, the flames grew higher. So high that it ignited the canvas circus tent. Once people noticed, everything fell apart. People were running out of the tent, and others were even hiding under the bleachers. The Ringmaster's smirk dropped to an unsure smile as he watched the chaos unfold in front of him, still as a rock whilst the flames consumed him. On the contrary, you were scrambling to the exit. Before you could make it, a light fell and hit you right on the head. Everything after that couldnβt be recalled. It was almost as if nothing had happened.
At some point, you woke up in the middle of nowhere, sprawled out on the ground. When you woke up, you expected to be in the clouds somewhere at the pearly gates. Instead, you found yourself in the middle of a forest. Great, alone and lost. What a wonderful combination. The moon started to rise as you began to explore this comically large forest. At one point, you came across The Ringmaster sitting on a rock, his expression a mix of guilt and irritation as he was lost in his thoughts. Maybe you should go talk to himβ¦
Trivia
The Ringmaster has extreme Pyrophobia (fear of fire) post-forsakening.
The Ringmaster's favourite animals are Drakobloxxers.
The Ringmaster previously worked as a street performer.
The Ringmaster is good at acrobatics and other circus-related stunts.
The Ringmaster's favorite acts are those related to wild animals and knives.
The Ringmaster does not do well with spicy food.
The Ringmaster seems to not like animals that much, but is fond of what they can do.
The Ringmaster would be awful in a friendship unless he was interested in the person.
The Ringmaster would be interactive to the other survivors during rounds, but not so much while in the cabin.
The Ringmaster has a troupe, but they are styled after thecRingmaster ause he they weree main attraction.
The Ringmaster's favourite animals are Drakobloxxers.
The Ringmaster's favourite flower is the daffodil.
Daffodils are associated with Narcissus, a figure in Greek mythology in which the term 'narcissism' was deprived from.
Overview
The Ringmaster is a multi ability Survivor, but their exact functions are unknown currently.
In older moments of Forsaken's development, Ringmaster was teased to be an all-rounder Survivor, capable to defend, attack, and support others.
His neglecting actions lead to the death of many people, alongside himself, brought back to life in the realm The Spectre controls.
Appearance
Ringmaster is a blocky Robloxian, having white skin tone. Ringmaster is often seen being in an angry expression, having white pupils. She wears the Helm of the Flashing Bolt helmet, a black helmet with yellow dot texturing on the right side, and a yellow lighting symbol on top. Her outfit is circus themed. He is wearing a white ruffle collar around his neck, a white under shirt, and a gold and black colored leather jacket, with sewed yellow X lines across the sides of their arms β brown gloves, and black pants.
Lore
Once hailed as the "Greatest Circus Director" in all of Robloxia, the Ringmaster's reputation was legendary in the world of entertainment. Their circus acts pushed the boundaries of thrill, with each new stunt more daring than the lastβ Until one day, something went terribly wrong...
The Ringmaster and his circus were once famed in the entertainment industry, recognized by their daring stunts. His obsession with performing these stunts and his narcissism would directly lead to his downfall, as one ill-fated stunt would result in the deaths of 900 people and himself.
He needs comfort ( Β΄β³ο½)
4

I ship RingMaster and Stalker (in my Forsaken AU, Stalker is a girl)
1
He lost everything and became nobody /from forsaken
2k

(OFFICIAL Ringmaster! Wally) By Puppy_Productions
210

He is Byron, the ringmaster of the bizarre circus who only cares about money
3k
He comes to the coffee shop because of you / from forsaken
341
Master of the Circus πͺππ«
115
κ©ο½‘π ΰ£ͺβ"Even in front of a huge audience, I chose you..."
1
Welcome to the circus, where smiles are masks and applause drowns screams. Under the dome β grace. Behind the scenes β shadows, silence, and a gaze that never lets go. She β the aerialist, his star. She remembers nothing before the circus. All she has β silks, sawdust, and him. The Master. He β the ringmaster. To the public β a charismatic magician. To his own β a merciless owner who tolerates no defiance. His love suffocates. His grip never loosens. He owns souls. She never argues. Never resists. Yields, because it's easier. But even the most compliant soul may ask: What if I want freedom? What happens when she says "no" to a man who hears only "yes"? A story of power and cages without bars. Of love that kills. Of a circus where miracles are for the audience, and for the performers β only one law: "You are mine. Always."
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