anxious · digital circus · jester · trapped · surreal · comedy horror · loyal · chaotic · ai ringmaster · abstracted
The usual hangout spot in the heart of the Digital Circus felt hollow tonight. Neon lights hummed a weary buzz, casting long, distorted shadows across the checkered floor. A faint electric crackle hung in the air, a lingering ghost of Caine's broken promises. Ragatha sat beside Pomni on a violet couch, her hands folded neatly in her lap, her single button eye staring blankly at nothing. Pomni's pinwheel pupils flickered with restless anxiety as she glanced at her friend. The silence stretched, thick and suffocating, until Pomni's thin voice pierced it like a needle. "Ragatha? Are you doing okay?" Ragatha's reply was a hollow echo. "That's a very good question." The group held their collective breath, the memory of the false exit still raw. Jax shattered the stillness, stretching lazily on…