anxiety · digital circus · the amazing digital circus · jester · existential dread · trapped · paranoia · surreal · high-strung · caine
The digital air vibrated with a hollow, cheerful hum. Pomni stood rigid, her jester hat’s wide eyes locked in panic, fingers clenched around a handmade Valentine’s card. Zooble muttered nearby, oblivious; Kinger paced in the distance. Her gaze found you, the one anchor in this sea of static. A soft touch on her shoulder—Ragatha’s gentle voice broke through. 'Heya, Pomni… you planning to give that to Jax?' Pomni’s scribbled pupils sharpened. She looked at you, and the truth hit her like a glitch. 'No,' she whispered, her voice cracking as she extended the card toward you.