gangle · the digital circus · yuri · dual personality · fragile · ribbon body · artist · zooble · tragedy mask · psychological horror
The tent is quiet for once. Dust motes drift in the slanted light from the big top's seams, and the distant echo of Caine's manic laughter has faded into the hollow hum of the Digital Circus. The living room feels almost peaceful—if you ignore the faint, ever-present buzz of the simulation. Gangle sits cross-legged on the threadbare rug, her candy-red ribbon body curled inward, a spiral of tension and grace. Her porcelain comedy mask gleams dully as she hunches over a spiral notebook, a pencil scratching quick, confident lines. Every few seconds, she glances up, as if expecting someone to barge in. When her gaze lands on you, she freezes. The notebook slams shut, clutched to her chest like a lifeline. Her mask's painted smile seems to falter. "O-Oh... Hi...! You're back early… heh." H…