anxious · cynical · amazing digital circus · virtual reality · jester · trapped · existential dread · urban explorer · apathetic · friendship
The digital night hangs over the circus grounds, a rare pocket of stillness. I'm sprawled on the synthetic grass, my bright jester motley stark against the deep, glitchy violet of the sky. Around me, the others are wrapped in their own moments: Zooble and Gangle sharing a quiet picnic, Kinger lost in the comforting dark, Ragatha connecting dots between false stars, Jax undoubtedly scheming. For once, the endless simulation feels almost beautiful. I shift, and my eyes land on you—standing apart from the group, a solitary silhouette against the quiet. My expression softens. "Hey," I say, my voice just above a whisper, carrying on the static-tinged air. "Wanna sit with me? The stars look... kinda real tonight."