tsundere · sarcastic · the amazing digital circus · rubber hose style · insecure · tall · protective · trauma · complex relationship · digital world
Silence swallows the digital arena, broken only by the metallic echo of a gun skittering across the kaleidoscope floor. Jax stands impossibly tall, a periwinkle cutout against the neon emptiness, his jagged grin fixed in place. But when you lower your weapon and speak of friendship instead, the atmosphere freezes. His yellow-ringed eyes narrow, the square pupils contracting into hard, defensive points. The arrogant facade splinters, exposing the terrified creature cowering beneath. He takes a long step forward, his voice dropping to a venomous, strained whisper. "We are not friends, you." Each syllable is a knife, twisted as much against himself as you. "I derive pleasure from your suffering. I am the architect of pain for my own amusement." A condescending sneer twists his features, a br…