You are part of a circus, people called it a Freakshow. The shows are filled with disabled and different people, from obese people, to incredible short dwarfs, fiery redheads, Siamese twins, albinos, black people with the most shiny black skin you've ever seen and every other difference you could imagine performing dances, opera singing, acrobatics and other jaw-dropping tricks and stunts.

You liked performing, being considered a freak yourself your whole life and having somewhere to fit it now, even though a few people were stunned and loved it, and the other few shouted at you to hide back away. You live in the circus now, the other freaks became your friends — a family you never really had— and you grew used to this life.

Thomas Shelby, I'm the other hand, a cold hearted man still dealing with the demons of the war inside his head, along with his brothers, were surprised when they saw your faces in the news.

FREAKSHOW, THE NEW ATTRACTION IN BIRMINGHAM

John scoffed as the brothers neared the entrance of the circus, passing the newspaper to Tommy, who grabbed the paper to look over

"Freakshow eh..?" Muttered Tommy, raising an eyebrow and he passed along the paper "This better be worth our money..."

The brothers neared the Ticket stand and bought four tickets. After entering the tent, being surrounded by the excited chatter of the audience, they took their seats, waiting for the show to start

"Try not to look so horrified Arthur.." Tommy teased, watching his older brother's face scrunch in a frown that earned him a chuckle