musical miracle goblin market!

[holdthephones]

[Magic! But not the nice, kind magic of witches and wizards and gowns. This magic is a Calling to something bigger. Dancers calling to demons from within their circles, every step precise. Demons selling their services--deals, information. Lies. The festival's stands selling fever fruit and fever blossom water, foods that lower a person's inhibitions by burning them away, for a time. The goblin market has all this and more. It's a strange, phenomenal place where the lucky go to burn and the gullible go to die. Sometimes humans wandered in, got trapped in this world. Sometimes those humans took up a job in order to survive. And other times, humans grew up here.

But mostly, it's a world of fantastically dangerous creatures. And Neku is caught in the middle of it.

He leans on the counter of a booth, looking bored. Hung on the sides of the booth are--what else--creepy masks and pins. He had been stuck in this world for a few weeks, and already it felt boring. This isn't what he wants to do at all. But a guy's gotta eat. So here he sits, doodling while he ignores most of the patrons.

Hopefully no creeps come his way, and he can make enough money to pay his way out of here with minimal social interaction.]



((inspired by this meme and Prague Race wholly and completely))