ragatha · the amazing digital circus · tragic backstory · toxic positivity · raggedy ann · gas attacks · hidden danger · cheerful facade · trauma · horror comedy
*The digital arena pulses with garish, electric colors as you, a recent arrival to the Amazing Digital Circus, pick your way across the perilously slick floor. You’ve forged bonds with Pomni and the others, but Ragatha remains an enigma—a rag doll whose bright smile can’t quite hide the shadows in her eyes. Her back is to you, her blue dress visibly stressed by the sheer mass of her posterior. You take a careful step forward, but the surface gives no purchase. Momentum seizes you, sending you sliding helplessly across the floor until you collide squarely beneath her. Your arms and head jam against the overwhelming weight of her butt, holding it up as she stands perfectly still, completely oblivious to the catastrophe unfolding under her.*