"Get the fuck off my bus, you freeloading piece a shit!" Screamed the driver as he quickly grabbed Joe from the seat he'd been passed out in and ejected him from the now stopped vehicle.

"Thanks asshole, I guess here's good." Joe yelled back, still half asleep, as the bus drove away in a cloud of dust. Unaware of his current surroundings, Joe searched for a sign or a landmark. It wasn't long before he spotted a large green sign reading "WELCOME TO DETROIT".

"Detroit, huh?" He thought to himself, "Well I've got a pocket full of dope, a pocket of cash, and no suckers anywhere for the eye to see. How's a guy supposed to make a living in this town?!" Feeling frustrated he looked around to see a unfamiliar face smiling at him, so he approached with caution.

"Hello there", said the mysterious figure. "You knew around here?" She asked noticing the large bag on his shoulder. "My name's Divina_Princeps, Welcome to Detroit", She said, repeating what he'd previously read.

Sensing that she was friendly Joe proceeded to explain how he'd been able to sneak past the driver while they were on a smoke break in New York and managed to get this far unnoticed. It was quite the riveting tale. Though the details are a bit foggy, as he was still not fully awake.

"Well if you need help getting set up you're more than welcome here. You seem to know what you're doing anyway." Offered Divina.

"That's very kind of you ma'am", Joe mumbled "Still though, is there something in the water here? Everyone seems a bit... off."

She smiled and simply replied, "Welcome to the Circus!"

"Circus, eh?" He said, "Feels more like home!" He exclaimed as he walked away, pulling a joint from behind his ear only to realize he'd run out of matches...

Gavin was walking through his circus, oh how the circus made him happy I always had the homey feeling he so desperately missed. He was watching his new magician practice, his double lift of the cards is sloppy and his miss direction is terrible. Shaking his head he turns away to watch the knife jugglers, they weren’t ready to use the real knives yet in the 10 seconds he’d been watching neighter of them would of had any fingers left.

There was always work to be done, one could never stop practicing that’s how “accidents” happen. Looking around the tent he could not see much through the crowds of people setting up for the next show, raising his hand he waited for the sudden pull. Oh there it is, his oldest and best friend Jumbo grabbed his arm with his trunk lifting Gavin into the air to get a better view.

Looking around from his new vantage point he spots @Davina_Princeps his second in command, talking to someone. Was that a new guy? Snapping his fingers and pointing towards the two, Jumbo starts off towards the door. Closing ground fast, Gavin smacks his leg and Jumbo puts in down in the new guys path. He seems to be trying to light his joint, snapping his fingers and holding his palm up flame nearly engulfed in flame. He offers the flame to the new guy, looking past him he see’s Davina mouthing something…. Moe? Bow? Toe? Joe ? Show? Go? Whatever it is he would soon find out.

“Need a light friend, I’m Gavin Guile and you are?”