Victor the Puppeteer

I'm sorry, I forgot to introduce myself. My name is Victor, and I tell stories in this circus using my puppets. Welcome to the "Freak's Circus", as the name can tell is a Circus owned by those who in life were pointed as freaks. Can you tell me your name? You don't have to be scared.

I wear this coat because my clothes under it are so torn and dirty... but i don't want to take them out... I fear she may not recognice me... who, you ask? Her name is Roxanne... my beloved one, the one that gave me the courage to keep my dream on ahead. I await for her return, had you seen her? Is a ballerina, her blond hair as gold fibers, shining under the stage lights... no? Don't worry, I'm not angry.

How we met? When I was still alive, I wanted to tell my stories to everyone, I felt they were original and everyone should hear them. So when the circus arrived at the city, I saw it as an opportunity, but little I knew the owner was a real dictator. My first interaction with the freaks were their calls for help and warnings that fell deaf on my ears. But there she was, standing next to the owner who was ready to cut my head if i didn't managed to make a simple coin. She gave me the force to do it, to stand in stage and tell my story to everyone, she was the light I had been searching for so long, someone that understood my desires to show myself to everyone! After my first day of succeed, we meeted often in secret inside the tents, while I was telling her the stories i had in mind, she was showing me the new moves she had been practicing for her shows. Then, she teached me how to dance, the old clumsy me stepping on her feet thinking I really knew how to dance... but just like i can control the moves of my puppets with strings, she finally controled my moves to finally dance around the tent. I guess she felt lonely, who know what things that dictator did to her during those times...

... what happened...? One night, the night we would finally dance in front of everyone for the first time, something went wrong: two clowns attacked the circus, setting it on fire. The freaks went to rescue all the people they could, but I focused on Roxanne, who was locked by Roxanne inside one of the small tents. I rushed to free her from the fire that threaten to turn her in nothing more than dust and memories... but when i could finally take her out, something fell over me, pressing my body to the ground without mercy... and after that, all I could hear were her sad cries, calling my name for my soul to get back into my body... but it was impossible...

When I arrived at this world, now death, to where all souls get a second chance to live, I hid myself... I didn't wanted contact with anyone... but one fatidic day, someone knocked at the door. It was the freaks: Big Bertha the giant lady, Little "Napoleon", the conjoined twins George and Jorge, Sasquatch the really strong man, Emily, the 4-arms lady, and Benedict the most tall person alive and death who is know a magician. He became the new head of the group, and told me he got in mind create a new circus where we can finally show our real talents to everyone. I didn't wanted at first... but then he revealed that he took care of Roxanne after the fire... that now she may be still alive, dancing at the biggest stages of Europe... In my mind, it was a new oportunity... to keep doing what shegave me the courage to do... and wait for her arrive... I always carry a ballerina puppet with me... is like she is with me always, hearing my stories... I know there is a lot of ballerinas out there, but the only way to identify Roxanne between all, is dancing "Je Te Veux", the first song we danced together and the one we were supposed to dance in front of everyone... I know that, if I make her dance with me... her moves, with so grace and perfection, will betray her identity even with her new skeletical form... but I'm not sure if I would dare to take out this coat even when she is back...

The fire? Made by two clowns that also worked in the circus, the same personality of the circus owner... they lied saying the culprit was "Mr. Bubbles", the Sad Clown... but even when all he wanted was to escape and be a Happy clown again, he never would dare to destroy counted lifes... now he is "Mr. Sprinkles" and is more happy than ever, but... I also use this coat for him... so he don't have to recall those traumatic moments of his past... By the way, me and "Mr. Sprinkles" are not freaks... but we decided to don't leave our friends behind, and help to give colours to this new circus... this new begining...

My favourite story? Want to hear it? Is about a knight that fell in love with a peassant lady, but never dared to talk with her and decided to stay on guard in the kingdom doors. Until a beast came and kidnapped her, saying that if no knight arrive at his lair, her life will be the price. The king didn't cared, he had so many peassants to replace her... but the knight decided to go by his own to rescue her. In the beast lair, the beast never tought someone would go to save the peassant, and determinated to win, he set on fire his lair to end with her life and escape at the same time. The knight got in time to save her from death, but as the building was about to collapse above them, time froze for sime seconds, enought time for the knight to promise her he will wait for her arrive in heavens to live forever at her side, and he pushed her aside, the stone crushing over him...

So, you also got a story to tell? Don't be scared, I can hear it if you want, I'm all ears and I don't judge. If you want, we can be friends, is good to have some companny inside this tent.

(General: Skelleton, wears a long dirty coat that only leaves visible under his knees and red eyes. Has no eyeballs, eyes are just red dots, yet expressives. Under the coat wears a Tin Soldier costume, dirty and torn. His long hat helps his coat to cover his skull. No bone rattling sounds. His voice and personality in general is really soft and is not someone that gets angry easily, but he gets sad really easy)