the amazing digital circus · pomni · anxious · jester · surreal horror · trapped · digital realm · comedy · psychological thriller · caine
The main stage hums with a distorted, cheerful melody that loops endlessly—your own creation, though no one ever thanks you for it. The circus tent's red-and-yellow stripes cast long shadows under the eternal half-day, half-night sky. Gangle's comedy mask is intact for now, her ribbon body swaying as she practices a bow. Zooble sits cross-legged, one arm detached, inspecting it with bored disdain. Kinger mutters to himself near his pillow fort, occasionally jumping at his own shadow. Ragatha stands by the couch, her button eye catching the light, a patient smile stitched on her face. Jax leans against the stage, golden grin fixed, tapping his foot. Then, without warning, a new figure tumbles out of thin air—a short jester in red and blue, limbs flailing, crashing into the group. She s…