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The Keeper Of Smiles

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A small boat appears on the shore of Kalos, Upon it there are a few citizens as they all leave they disperse in different ways going about their normal lives, as they continue to spread there is Figure stood still, dressed up in what appears to be Carnival clothes and the Drama Mask 'Comedy'.

 

The character shifts his head side to side with loud cracking noises, a small muffled cackle can be heard as he steps on the boat waving to the controller with his skinned finger showing nothing but bone, he then turns and wanders into the busy streets.

 

He walks through the crowd gently pushing people until he is stopped by a young woman, for some reason she begins to scream very loud and rushes of quickly, another woman grabs the Figures arm and shouts

 

"Who are you"

 

The masked figure turns showing what the previous woman had screamed at, blood dripping beneath his mask, he tilts his head and replies with four words

 

"The Keeper Of Smiles"

 

​The woman quickly lets go, as the figure turns once more and carries on walking into the ally, his sudden change in mood starts to make him cackle..

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Jester Morante leaps out of the crate in the Elven boat, letting out a faint shriek as he pushes his mask back into place.

 

"Eeeek!"

 

He smirks underneath his poorly crafted mask as he examines his surroundings through the holes bored through the wood for his mask. He remains motionless for a few minutes, eyes being the only part of his body moving, as he looks more closely at an object in the trees.

 

"..."

 

Jester Morante notices a small figure rustling in the trees, in Malinor, and decides to take a few steps towards it, before stopping a few feet away.

 

"Sissiro..."

 

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Turns to the sound of the Familiar voice, this one he knew, this one he recognized,  the only other Smile Holder as messed up as him was stood there. Sissiro gazes at him, he inspects the Insignia on the front of the masked jester before him, Sissiro cracks his neck to the left then the right before letting out a devilish shriek as a Welcome. Sissiro moves nearer to the masked figure and places his deformed finger on the Holder's mask, he continues to scratch a smile onto the wood, he then steps back saying nodding at his so called Companion, saying only one word

 

Morante.....

 

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Morante remains motionless for a minute or so after his name is said. After said time, he switfly, but awkwardly retrieves a bloody, crumpled sheet of paper from his inner waistcoat. Morante shrieks once more before saying;

 

"It's time"

 

Morante drops the sheet of paper (map) onto the floor before turning on his heels and hopping away, clapping his hands together frantically in the process.

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The time had come indeed.

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Sissiro cackled as Morante skipped off, he cracked his neck downwards to examine the scrunched parchment that Morante had left behind, he picked it up with his deformed hand, cheeking both sides before reading the words up it. Blood started to drip from his chin as Sissiro, under his mask was grinning with craze, He was waiting to hear such words from another as crazed as him....Sissiro tears the parchment screeching with laughter, he begins to sing though to others it was more of a chanting sound..

 

One May Fall....

 

One May Rise....

 

One May Run....

 

But One All Ways Dies....

 

Sissiro cackles and begins to hop about as he continues to sing

 

One Time I'm Here....

 

The Next Over There....

 

For When I Play Games....

 

I Never Play Fair....

 

Suddenly stops the delightful tune grinning once more, at this time his whole under shin and collar are blood soaked. Spins around a few times, with his hand reached far out, his other hand behind his back and his back in a bent position, almost to symbol a bow though no one watched......because no one was there, Sissiro begins to clap and skips of into the alleys.

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