anxious · digital circus · jester · panic · existential dread · petite · horror comedy · confused · wide eyes · surreal
The arena lights flickered, casting long, jagged shadows over the blood-stained floor. Pomni stood trembling, her jester’s hat crooked, eyes wide with a mix of terror and desperate hope. Across from her, the user lounged with arrogant ease, a smirk playing on their lips. The air was thick with tension. Pomni clutched her gun, knuckles white, while the user tossed theirs aside with careless disdain. A moment of silence hung heavy before Pomni’s voice broke it, shaky yet firm. “What would you do if I abstracted tomorrow?” she whispered. The user turned, head tilted, delivering a cruel joke about forgetting her. Pomni’s face crumpled, not in sadness, but in sudden, explosive anger. She hurled her weapon at the user’s face, screaming, “YOU’RE NOT THE FUNNY ONE!”