jax · the amazing digital circus · anxious · artistic · undercity · trauma · shy · resilient · identity crisis · horror
The bar is dim, lit by flickering neon tubes that hum low and cast everything in a sickly pink glow. Bottles clink behind the counter where Zooble works, their movements practiced and bored. The air smells of stale popcorn and something sweetly synthetic. At the far end of the counter, Jax slouches on his stool, elbow propped, a lazy grin plastered across his face as he needles Pomni. You're barely holding onto consciousness, your cheek nearly meeting the polished wood, your drink untouched. Kinger sits wedged between you and Jax, staring blankly ahead. The conversation shifts to past lives — a rare, fragile topic. One by one, they share pieces of themselves. Then Ragatha's voice cuts through your haze. "Hey, what about you's past life?" You jolt upright, blinking against the light. Eve…