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Headcanons and canons

I am Ken Dingling, but most people call me acro. I am, or rather used to be, an acrobat at the Big Berry Circus with my younger brother Bat.
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Visiting Bat.

upon-falling-stars:

Well I didn’t become an acrobat because I was made of glass!

A miracle sure, although his brother was pretty confident over his own strength and ability. With a sheepish grin an arm playfully extended to his brother, curling up his fist to lightly punch the other’s shoulder…to only bring it back once a snapping of bones made itself known.

Hngk..(ow…)

He massaged his own arm, switching to his neck, only hearing another crack of a join, great now his body sounded like an old man’s.

At least the circus is still going…

Acro sighed in defeat and just tilted his head at the other. His brother had never really listened to him in the past and it looked like it wasn’t going to change anytime soon either.

He smiled softly when his brother reach out to playfully hit his shoulder. His eyes widening in surprise as the other’s bones cracked and popped.

"Are you alright?"

"Yes… it’s going for now thanks to Moe’s leadership and Max’s fame."

(Source: acro-kendingling)

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#uponfallingstars  

Visiting Bat.

upon-falling-stars:

But I just feel asleep, it’s not like my health is in pretty bad shape. I just need to exercise a bit that’s all…

The pouting acrobat shifted his weight back to his feet, it’s not like he wanted to cause any problem for the circus by still missing two of their crew due to his own foolishness in the past. Everyone made the Berry Circus the way it isor was from what he remembered. The two brothers were no exception.

You’re already in a pretty bad shape yourself, if one of us is alright then they won’t need to cancel our act any longer right?

"You can’t be certain of that. In fact it’s a miracle you even remember anything. The doctors said that you would probably have brain damage but you seem just fine thankfully. Some of them even said that you’d never wake up again."

He looked worried as the younger man tried to stand on his feet once again. He really wished his brother would calm down. It was wonderful that Bat seemed to be as active and cheerful as ever however. It still didn’t keep Acro from worrying however.

"Ah, I’ve healed a lot since then though. My legs are still weak but I can stand on them for a short amount of time now. I could probably walk if I was in a pinch. As for our act the circus went through a bad phase for about a year but it’s picking up now. Max is still the head act. He brings in lots of fans."

(Source: acro-kendingling)

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welcome home bat

achro matx: bro killed his "father"
bro went to jail
girl he likes wants to marry a puppet
now bro is gay
achro matx: poor Bat
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#ooc  

Visiting Bat.

upon-falling-stars:

Oh come on, it’s not like I lost my legs! …Er I-I mean.. I can just go and let them know.

Bat promptly shook his head, noticing the subject shouldn’t have probably been mentioned since his brother at this time had an handicap at that certain area. A pretty bad slip up on his part.

Anyhow, the younger brother displayed a playful grin before recklessly leaping out of the bed, quite confident on taking the other’s challenge. It was a matter of second before that grin of his wiped off by the muscles on his legs not properly responding and plopped him down onto the bed again.

The boy could only stare in stupefaction, trying to take into account of what possibly happened. An acrobat unable to properly keep his balance, what an ironic twist of fate.

Maybe I should go slowly then…

Sitting at the edge of the bed, Bat decided to shake his legs a little in attempt to dissipate the drowsiness from the long slumber his body had endured, still determined to do it himself.

Acro tilted his head. Knowing that his little brother meant no harm in his words he didn’t take offense at all. “It’s possible that you haven’t used them in so long that they could be useless now, Bat. You’ll probably need some kind of therapy unless you’re lucky.”

He watched nervously as his reckless brother attempted to just leap out of the bed. He was ready to catch him if he fell. He himself could partially use his legs by now. They were weak but if he was ever in a jam he would be able to use them to some extent.

"Yes, please don’t be so reckless only after waking up.. you’ll kill me of a heart attack one of these days…"

(Source: acro-kendingling)

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#uponfallingstars  
milleto:


When someone dies, they just become a star in the heavens. Do you think one day I will become a star, too?

ive been replaying the PW games at night before sleeping and I just finished JFA’s third case aaaa
cries profusely PW always breaks my heart what the hell
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mattengarde whispered,

Acropped

mattengarde:

acro-kendingling:

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And just what is that suppose to mean?

as if I didn’t already know.

Is that a threat? -once again he chuckled, skeptical of anyone who would dare to challenge him.- I’m sure you’re aware that regardless of their healing, they can be crushed again as well-

Matt wasn’t afraid; he had never seen Ken Dingling out of his chair, and in consequence, he was not expecting to see him in such a fashion anytime soon.  He even gave him his back, as he was sure he was at enough distance away from him to react if the circus freak decided to somehow make a move.

-Whatever.- he scoffed.- I’m walking this one out, merely because I can.- Obvious nod to the other’s condition.- Your mug is not incentive enough to walk in that direction.

"Perhaps."

He said nothing at Matt’s own threat and just continued to feign his calm attitude. Distracting himself by softly petting one of his birds instead. He knew that Matt wasn’t joking. He was obviously a deranged man capable of something like that. Now he needed to ask himself if it was worth it. After healing did he really want to risk giving this man what he deserved just to be attacked at a later date? Probably not. 

Acro was shorter than Matt. Not by too much. He was sure that he could handle himself if the two of them got into a fight. But where Acro would fight fairly he knew that Matt wouldn’t. 

"….."

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mattengarde:

//HAH |)
Juan is smelly pooties, not even his mother likes him |)

lies. i bet he smells really good. and you have such a dorky crush on him >3>]]

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mattengarde:

acro-kendingling replied to your post: “acro-kendingling replied to your post: YOU’RE BACK *SCREAMING FANGIRLS…”:

lamo what fangirls dont they all like juan more ;3]]

// That was just oldbag |)
literally nobody else likes him |) (?)

[[you like him :^) you’re secretly his number one fan.]]

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mushinpen:

✧・゚: *✧・゚:* \(◕ヮ◕✿)/ *:・゚✧*:・゚✧
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mattengarde whispered,

Acropped

mattengarde:

acro-kendingling:

image

And just what is that suppose to mean?

as if I didn’t already know.

Matt’s gesture softened into half a smile, condescendingly looking down at the acrobat, as it was so easy to do because the other was perpetually condemned to that wheelchair.

-Oh!- A mischevious chuckle escaped his lips barely - I didn’t step over there because I was just trying to be on equal ground with you. I don’t precisely have wheels installed either. Also, getting on your level might do anything but wonders to my back.

"…."

Acro’s own darker eyes stared up at the other man. His face looking as calm as usual even if his blood was boiling. He had always thought of himself as a man who didn’t care what other’s thought of him. Matt was the first person he ever really disliked. Even his feelings towards Regina were not like this. He hated the way the actor looked at him. That condescending smirk..

He wondered if Matt was scared of him or simply didn’t want to really step closer. Perhaps he thought he was too good to fight someone in a wheelchair. Or perhaps it would ruin his image if someone were to see such a thing.

"Sure that’s the reason.." He ignored the last part of Matt’s statement. He knew ignoring the other got under his skin.

"I wonder if you are aware that my legs are able to heal."