Ringmaster Baiter

Madam Maddalena

Vaskavich The Odd- With no family or friends remaining, I went back to traveling with my show and against my will the madam. We moved north to Western Europe doing shows in London and Edinburgh, Dublin then Warsaw… This is where we met Vaskavich. Vaskavich was a prisoner in the infamous Mokotow prison in Warsaw Poland. I stress the word WAS. See Vaskavich was a bad bad man. He was a convicted serial killer who liked to torture his victims. He would lure his victims in close by his charm and wit and then trap them, kidnap them and put them through tortures our simple human minds could only imagine. He would skewer his victims and put staples through their skin. The problem was Vaskavich was cocky and enjoyed his booze. One night at a pub he bragged about his crimes to the wrong person, the local chief of police. He was immediately arrested, tried and convicted. His arrival to the Mokotow prison was not well received. The prisoners knew who he was and decided that the time he received from the judge was not enough. The inmates decided that they would put Vaskavich through the same torture his victims endured. But to the inmate’s surprise Vaskavich didn’t suffer… he asked for more. The prisoners didn’t know what to do, seeing the confusion and fear in inmate’s faces he took advantage of the situation, and took control of the prison. Bringing together a small group of ruthless outcast criminals as his goons, known as The Odd. Although Vaskavich was king at Mokotow he decided he stayed there long enough and escaped. The only thing newspaper said about the break was a quote from the watch guard who found the bars in Vaskavich and many of his goons cell bars “bent not by machine but as if someone used their bare hands to pry open the bars.” As a free man Vaskavich heard of our traveling show, his skill set interested me and I brought him aboard, unfortunately old habits die hard and for many years local towns people would disappear as we passed through, and many nights there were what sounded like muffled screams from Vaskavich’s tent… As I said old habits die hard.

The Twins (Grunt and Err) – With Vaskavich’s “habits” my mouth and Madame Maddalena’s attitude there was soon no towns in Europe or Asia where we were safe. We stowed away on a ship leaving an English Harbor heading to the land of opportunity, a fresh start, and the place where we would be out casted the most America. Arriving in New York Harbor Vaskavich, The Madam and Myself set forth to establish ourselves as legitimate traveling actors… which we soon learned was not in our blood. City after city we were shunned and driven away pushing us away from the east coast and into the mid-west. We arrived in a small town in Nebraska named Meadville. In the town was a general store, a pub, a police station, a handful of houses and an orphanage. For once in our life the town almost accepted us, this was until the third night of our show when the orphanage caught fire spreading like wild fire took the building and countless lives. The town turned on us. As outsiders we must be the ones who set the fire, and it didn’t help that Vaskavich was seen practicing his fire act not long before the fire started at the orphanage. The town rose up with fire and pitchforks… it was Paris all over again for me. The troop and I scrambled out of town and took camp several miles into the wilderness. As the troop fell asleep I was awaken by a loud crash. Someone had broken into my liquor cart and stolen some booze. Thinking it was merely Vaskavich getting a night cap I went back to sleep. I was awoken by Vaskevitch screaming I shot up just in time to see him running from his tent. When I went to investigate he said a shadowy image hit in the head with the hammer. He immediately blamed the Madame and her black magic. I disregarded the claim but still stood watch for the night just to put Vaskavich at ease. Very early in the morning I must have dozed off but was awaken by another loud crash I looked around to see The Madames sign on her wagon had been pulled down. Summoning The Madame and Vaskavich from their sleep and ordered them to find the cause. As we searched and came up with nothing I returned to my cart to see my largest chest out of place. I went to investigate when I heard a loud GRUNT and then an ERR almost in response to the grunt. I whipped open the trunk to find two small boys the missing booze, a hammer, and a book of matches. They were twins and former residents of the orphanage. The town’s people had warned us of these two. They were known to cause ruckus, it was no doubt why the parents abandoned them. I ripped the two from my trunk. I figured ide give Vaskavich some fresh blood to play with, but as I looked at the two boys I saw the same scared and alone look I had as a child. I couldn’t leave them to the mercy of a monster like Vaskavich. I decided we could use some extra help around the carnival, and brought them aboard. They spoke no English just simply grunted and erred. This is where there name came from. I taught them everything I could, even the bad habits… but as they grew they stuck to their mischievous way’s constantly pulling pranks and stealing. There fascination with hammers grew and although they rarely used them for good, I gave them a spot performing in the carnivale. In my carnivale these two are the reason to always keep an eye out. They may just heckle you or steal your wallet, but they’ll probably try and hit you with a hammer just to see what kind of noise it’ll make….

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