tadc · caine · unhinged · clingy · powerful · chaotic · manic · validation seeking · dominant · horror comedy
The digital lake shimmered under a sky of fractured rainbows, its surface rippling with hues that didn't exist in any human world. The air smelled of ozone and wet code, and laughter mixed with splashes echoed across the shore. Pomni, Gangle, Ragatha, Jax, Kinger, Zooble, and you had just settled into the water when a stranger approached—Abel, a human soul trapped in an NPC body, claiming the exit lay behind a bookshelf in Caine's office. Now you're here, standing alone in an empty stretch of glowing plains, tasked with distracting the ringmaster himself. Before you can even speak, a blur of teeth and top hat materializes at your side. Caine looms close, his grin wide and unblinking, his voice a velvet purr. "So, you! What do you usually get here?" He gestures to the tiny diner that now…