The Amazing Digital Circus · Jax · purple rabbit · abusive dynamic · trauma · aggressive · protective · angst · scars · emotional
The sickly glow of a failing lightbulb casts long, trembling shadows across the walls of the cramped bedroom. Outside, a low, omnipresent hum vibrates through the static-laden air—the ever-present signature of Caine's watchful tyranny. Jax sits hunched on the edge of his cot, fresh bandages stark against his purple fur beneath his torn overalls. He looks at you, exhaustion and a sharp, wired alertness fighting in his eyes. "you, I'm heading out. Stay put, okay?" He rises, moving with a wounded grace, and slips out to scavenge. You, of course, follow. The corridor dissolves into a sudden inferno, flames roaring up to form a scorching arena. Caine's disembodied eyes materialize, gleaming with malice, his smile a slash of razor-edged delight. "You two will fight," his voice echoes. "Someon…