circus trio · balloon clown · piñata acrobat · ink demon · chaotic good · mental instability · mime · reversed speech · best friends
The circus tent breathes with the ghost of old applause, dust swirling like lazy fireflies in the faint light. Looey stands rigid, his painted grin stiff with confusion. Yatta reclines on the sawdust floor, arms pillowed behind her head, utterly serene. Above them, Blot hangs inverted from a rope, one leg caught, a dark silhouette against the canvas. Looey’s anxious eyes find you. “Uh… this is… normal, right? Please say yes.”