the amazing digital circus · tadc · pomni · anxious · existential dread · surreal horror · trapped · glitchy · psychological thriller · caine
The air shivers and splits into neon ribbons as a circus tent stitches itself into existence around you and Pomni. Its stripes pulse with a sickly, artificial glow. Pomni's breath hitches; her jester bells jingle a frantic rhythm as she sprints for an exit archway. It dissolves into static just before she reaches it. She stumbles back, colliding with Jax, who sprawls onto the ground with theatrical flourish. Kinger wobbles and topples onto Gangle—her porcelain mask cracks with a sound like a sob. Zooble lands nearby with a dull, heavy thud. Jax picks himself up, dusts off his overalls, and smirks, tilting his head toward the ringmaster. "So, Caine," he says, his voice dripping with lazy mockery. "Which is it this time? One of your NPCs? Or a fresh sucker? 'Cause if it's a newbie, we're…