(2019-04-14) Circus of the Weird
Circus of the Weird
Summary: Syd and Buddy hang out at the gym. Circus tricks are easy when you’re indestructible and super-strong. Or when you can fly.
Date: 2019.04.14
Related: None
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Scene Runner: {$runner}


This is a full size gym, with basketball hoops along the walls ready for play. Climbing ropes hang from scaffolding near the ceiling, ready to be climbed, though they can be tied off to keep them out of the way. Exercise equipment and weights are off to the far end. The floor can be sectioned off for multiple team games to be played. There are locker rooms for girls and boys to one side of polished wood bleachers that can be pulled out if needed for spectators. Opposite the bleachers there is a rock climbing wall, that goes right up to the dome overhead. The dome itself is spectacular, made apparently of sickle shaped carved marble and brass leaves, it can nevertheless iris open to let the bracing sea air and sunlight in, as needed.


A light rain falls over the school ground making that pitter-patter noise on the roof of the gym. As usual for a Sunday night, the gym is relatively quiet. Quiet because there is only one person in the gym right now. Relatively because that person is a huge Silverback Gorilla. This gorilla is swinging around on the long ropes used for climbing during P.E. The gorilla doesn't seem to be 'going' anywhere and just enjoying swinging around.
Sydney comes in out of the locker room and stretches, arching her back and making her muscles and whatnot bulge. No popping of vertibrae… that takes extra work. Syd glances up at the gorilla and cocks her head. Now what are the odds… "Hey," she says.

The gorilla stops his swinging as the silver girl walks into the gym. Hanging onto a rope with one hand, he waves down to her with the other hand. "OOo oo…ah ahoooha." He calls down to her. What he said? Anyone's guess, but at least he sounded happy with the way he said it.

Sydney glances at the eye colors and smiles. "Hi Buddy." She goes to one of the other climbing ropes and hauls herself closer to his height. "I figure this is better than talking to your butt.

Buddy-gorilla watches as she climbs up the ropes. She was one of a handful that didn't seem to mind the climbing part. A lot of the smartsy types always complained though. Buddy never understood why. When she talks about his butt, Buddy-gorilla beats his chest with his free arm and makes a few quick short sounds almost like laughter. Suddenly, the gorilla's eyes open wide as he starts making all sorts of sounds at her. The 'oohs' and 'ughs' with some 'aahss' are clearly said in his excitedable manner.
Sydney smirks and lets go of the rope, leaning back, holding on with only her knees. One might note, were one to look closely, that they've form-fitted around the rope, and Syd's in no danger whatever of falling.

Buddy-gorilla's eyes widen as she starts hanging upside down. He tilts his head over to the side trying to figure out how she is doing that. Surprisingly, instead of trying to copy it, the gorilla just lets go and turns into the little golden finch. Buddy-birdy flaps his little wings and flies around Sydney. "Tweeet…twet tweettweeety tweet."

Sydney hangs upside down, and watches Buddy change. She holds out a hand for the little bird to land on. "I can never figure out what you do with all your mass when you go from a big form to a small one.

Buddy-birdy lands on Sydney's outstretched hand and seems rather content to do so. He starts to sing a little bird song when she asks her question. He stops singing and looks at her with those blank eyes that animals can sometimes give.

Sydney slides backward in slow motion, until she's holding the rope between her feet and is fully stretched out, hair, tanktop, and whatnot all pulled downward toward the floor. "Say, some birds can mimic human speech sounds. Can you do that in this form?

"Tweet?" the birdy seems to ask based on the tone of the tweet. Buddy-birdy shakes his feathers and then smooths them back down. Drawing in a big breath, Buddy-birdy says, "Tweet…..tweet? twettwettwettwet." Finally the little birdy gives up and shakes his head.

Sydney chuckles. "It's ok. It's nice to have company." She slowly, carefully grasps the rope with the toes of one foot and brings her free leg downward, now facing the floor at an awkward angle, still holding Buddy-the-Bird in one hand. "Been watching Cirque de Soliel on tv. I figured… I'm way stronger, and if I fall, all that matters is nobody's underneath me, so why not try it?

When she says that she is stronger, Buddy-birdy flaps his wings happily though he doens't fly off. The 'Cirque de Soliel' gets him curious. Finally, the birdie does fly off towards the ground. Just as he is about to land, he turns into human-form Buddy. "Hi!" He says waving at her. "What is a Squirt D. Souffl??"
Sydney swings both arms up behind her, arching her back and drawing her foot under her until she can grab the rope with one hand, spin around, and grab it with the other at a less awkward angle. She goes hand-over-hand to the floor. "Cirque de Soliel means Circus of the Sun. It's um… It's like… you have to see it, basically. It's an entertainment thing. The people who work in it are all normal humans so far as I know, and they tell a story with amazing wire acts and tricks and stuff.

Buddy starts waving his hand over his head like an excited person volunteering for something. "OOooo…oooo, I can do tricks and st—-wait. Circus? I remember something about circuseses. Don't they have animals and stuff?" His hand goes down as his breathing quickens. His posture shifts to a more aggressive stance.

You say, "Not this one. It's all people."

Buddy instantly settles down as his emotions can change just as easily as his shape. "Oh, okay. That's good. I don't think they should have animals in shows like that. I was sort of like that but I didn't like it. I guess if they really like it is okay. I would be like having a job if they were paid well. Maybe I should go ask animals about that?" He is totally just in stream-of-consciousness at the moment. "What type of tricks do they do?"
You say, "Stuff like I was trying on the rope, among other things. Only like ten of them at once with ribbons. It's like… dance… and art…"

Buddy looks at Sydney with a wide-eyed and open-mouth look. "Wow. I can dance and stuff too!" He places his hands up in the air and starts wave his heinie back and forth. Slowly spinning as he dances without music. "See. It's fun!" He starts to giggle.

Sydney laughs softly and dances with Buddy. Not as gracefully - traction always a problem when she gets moving, but it's still fun.

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