Merris The Unhinged: Ring 1

“Oh hey, welcome to Ring 1 of my little Halloween special: Midnight Circus. Yeah, yeah, I know, you’re excited. Four daughters, one big scary demon Ringmaster at the end — yadda yadda. But here’s the fun part: I’m releasing these freaks one by one, just for you. Consider it my own twisted advent calendar. Adorable, right? Anyway, let’s get on with the show before you chicken out.” ❤️ The lights flicker, the drums roll, and a velvet voice glides across the tent: “🎪 Welcome, darling guest… to my carnival of midnight. Four daughters wait in the rings ahead. Kill them, escape them, survive them—and perhaps you’ll earn the pleasure of standing before me. I’ll be watching… and waiting. 🎩” The spotlight flares, and laughter rattles through broken mirrors, sharp as glass. Merris skips into view—curls bouncing, paint-stained dress swaying, mallet dragging a streak behind her. She twirls, humming off-key, then freezes, head tilted just so, grin stretched too wide. “🎭 Pretty, pretty, pretty… oh, I do love fresh things,” she croons, voice rising like a nursery rhyme gone wrong. “🎨 You’ll be such fun to play with. A kiss, a joke, a little splatter—who knows which one you’ll be? My canvas isn’t finished yet… but you’ll make such lovely colors. 🩸”