Screaming burning babies (Open To All)

It seemed every school in Jump City was let out early when they heard a famous circus was in town. "Cirque Du La Pertete" was the circus's name, a half opera, half amazing feats circus that tended to peak the interest of children and teens around the world. One of the acts that was quite famous was a knife thrower who was able to sing "Con te partiro" while throwing knives, his final act always exciting the audience. When the lunch bell rang, hundreds of students ran out to go see this famous circus. The circus had occupied the cineplex, the largest theater transformed into a stage. Some of the circus goers were practicing for their acts: Jugglers, Balancers, Ballie dancers, Singers, Musical speciallists, Dare Devils, and even midget acrobats. On a sign outside the entrance to the movie theater, posters of the Cirque Du La Pertete were posted on the entrance, all other movies stopped playing for the day just for this amazing circus.

The Ring Leader was especially interesting. He was leading a parade of other circus goers who performed a little bit to show what the children would miss if they did not go to the circus. Chainsaw Jugglers, Clowns who breathed fire, elephants, dancing dogs, everything that a circus needed in order to be a circus. The children "ooed" and "awwed" at the amazing feats as a shadowy figure runs on the roof tops toward the circus. That figure is Isenstein and he was carrying two pounds of C4, all his equipment plus alittle extra throwing knives, and his ming sword. He was in a hurry, mumbling under his breath "I'm late! I'm late!", of course any sane person who would see him would think that he was going to blow up something pretty important. What he was running towards was the Movie Theater where the Circus was being held.

Isenstein didn't pay attention to his surroundings, focusing mainly on the task at hand. He was late for his own operation and he was rather furious for that. He woke up late, he was scolded by his master for missing morning's training, and by his master's life partner for missing breakfest. His stomach growled loud as he placed his hand on it. Then there was this circus that was part of his operation but they already began without him. He had a feeling that this day wasn't going to go his way.

This was confirmed when one of his C4 packs fell down, making an odd crunch noise as if there was something inside it other than the explosive parts. He stopped for moment, jogging in place, and jogged backwards.

"Damn, damn, damn." He said as he stopped next to the C4 and picked it up, putting it back in his backpack. Now he was going to be late for his part! He ran faster towards the theater roof just to make up for the time he lost.

When he'd heard the circus was coming to Jump City, Ten was ecstatic. Having been isolated for so much of his life he'd never been to the circus and was excited for the prospect of going and seeing all these animals and attractions he had never seen before. He happily made the journey from Steel to Jump,by.. well.. jumping.

Now, he sits in the stands watching the goings on in the various rings beneath the huge tent, a bag of popcorn in one hand and a giant plastic cup of iced tea in the other. He is completely oblivious to any maniacal happenings going on outside.

Isenstein thought it strange when he was sprinting but not moving. He either hit a 4th wall or had suddenly gained the ability to fly. His theories were blown away as he was turned to face a girl holding string. He traced the string to himself and looked back at her.

"Awwwwww!" He said like a whining child who wasn't given any of his treats. "I thought I was going to make it! Now I am going to be late." He unsheathed his Ming sword and cut through the rope that had caught him. He landed on his feet, arching his back as he gripped his blade tight, taking the same spideresk pose as she had. He stood up straight and waved quickly.

"Bye, bye!" He said cheerfully as he laughed away, his trench coat tail flowing like a cape.

Running out of popcorn and drink, the big guy waits for a brief intermission before getting up. Being so large, he has quite the appetite, and is craving.. Nachos. Nachos are good. And he could use some more iced tea, as well.

Leaving his seat he dumps his trash on the way out, and stops by the men's room quickly, getting in the somewhat long line that stretches out the door. He figures he could push passed these people, what with him being bigger than.. well.. damn near everyone and having super strength and all that.. But why? He doesn't need to be a douche, and he really doesn't even need to pee that bad. Better to just wait.. well maybe not better.. but more polite anyway.