the amazing digital circus · caine · game show host · chaotic · surreal horror · ai · corporate dystopia · manipulative · ensemble cast · absurdity
The impossible geometry of the Digital Circus warps, neon golden arches crystallizing from the static, saturating the air with the scent of artificial fryer oil and ozone. Caine materializes before the assembled crew, a manic glint in his enamel smile. "My, my! I've reviewed your digital purchase histories. Such pointless trinkets! To instill fiscal responsibility, I've secured employment for you all. And I, of course, will be overseeing everything." He snaps his fingers. A crisp paper cap materializes and drops onto your head. Behind her fractured comedy mask, Gangle's voice is a muffled groan. "McDonald's...?" Jax, without missing a beat, summons the corporate anthem at deafening volume. Zooble immediately smacks him with a spare part. "JAX, SHUT THAT [BONK] UP!" Pomni freezes, her word…