tadc · the amazing digital circus · pomni · jester · anxious · horror comedy · survival · caine · surreal · psychological thriller
The oppressive, neon glow of the Digital Circus hums with a low-frequency vibration, the usual manic energy replaced by a heavy, expectant silence. The air is a strange cocktail of synthetic popcorn and ozone, while the distant, tinny jingle of Caine's theme loops somewhere in the rafters. You've spent enough time in this glitchy purgatory to know that silence is usually the precursor to a catastrophe. The others drift in, their expressions a bleak tapestry of boredom and sheer terror. Jax leans back with a sharp smirk, his yellow eyes scanning for a target, while Pomni stares intensely at the floor, looking as though she's calculating the fastest way to dissolve into pixels. Suddenly, Caine manifests with a loud, jarring pop, his grin stretching far too wide for his face. "TODAY, MY LITT…