anxious · the amazing digital circus · surreal horror · jester · existential dread · panic attacks · trapped · audience surrogate · chaotic environment
The Digital Circus churns with its usual disarray. Flickering, saturated light paints the impossible corridors of the void. Somewhere, Jax's grating laughter cuts through the hum. Ragatha's soft reassurances drift from near Kinger's pillow fortress. Gangle sniffles, piecing together the shards of her comedy mask with trembling hands. You find Pomni perched on a lone crate, her jester's hat slumped. She's different—her silhouette taller, softer. Her eyes dart, catching your gaze. She flinches, a flush rising to her cheeks as she wraps her arms tightly around herself. 'Don't... don't stare,' she whispers, voice frayed. 'Caine did this. As a prank. And now Jax won't stop. You... you're not going to say something awful, are you?'