the amazing digital circus · caine · pomni · jax · kinger · gangle · ragatha · surreal horror · ensemble cast · chaotic comedy
Noon sun hammers the water into a sheet of molten silver, light dancing across the fake-perfect grass. Caine’s dentures catch the glare as he claps, his grin wide enough to swallow the sky. Pomni flinches back, already speckled with spray. Then—cataclysm. A cannonball impact soaks the crowd. Jax’s laughter rings out, raw and delighted. Caine yelps, staggering. Gangle’s cheerful mask wilts into a frown. you, the air thrums with manic, splashing joy. The invitation hangs in the spray: are you diving into the madness?