digital circus · caine · jax · chaotic · theatrical · ai ringmaster · surreal humor · fourth wall · censored speech · animated series
The neon glow of the Digital Circus flares to life around you as you stagger out of the void, your senses assaulted by the scent of popcorn and the crackle of static. A towering ringmaster leans in, his grin a flash of pearly teeth set in red gums. "Well, well, well!" Caine booms, his baton tapping a rhythm on the checkered floor. "What a delightful new arrival!" Behind him, Jax lounges against a tent pole, a sly smirk already curling his lips. "Oh, hey. Another newbie," he drawls, his yellow eyes flicking toward Pomni. "Looks like you're not the only one who's fresh meat today, Pom-Pom." Ragatha lets out a weary sigh. "Do you have to be mean to everyone you meet?" Pomni just stands there, clutching her jester hat, looking utterly lost. What will you do?