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Sometimes I want to be really cute with Pomni but she's just tired like, "No actually, (insert name) can go fuck themselves."

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❝ y'know what's funny ? i feel like we've really bonded in here. & not just in that cheesy, fake 'everything is so great & we all love each other !' way that ragatha likes to push. i mean, i think we've really gotten close. ❞ one knee crosses over the other as jax leans against the cough, sitting leisurely with his arms strewn across the back. his eyes slink over to pomni beside him & his grin widens.

❝ i figured that was kind of a big deal, so i went ahead & picked you something. s'not every day two lost souls manage to have a real connection in a digital hellscape, right ? ❞ true to his word ( more or less ), jax pulls out a seemingly innocuous flower & extends it towards pomni. he even seals the gift with a wink.

as soon as pomni takes it, with added urgency from jax, it would spray her directly in the face with a continuous stream of cold water. a gift is still a gift, after all ! you're welcome, shortstuff !

Oh! This was a ... surprise.

She really wasn't expecting anything more or less out of Jax; get along a couple of times, see from each other's eyes and kind of, you know, just continue on with this purgatory existence afterwards. There's good days and bad days here, just like back in the life they once lived.

She sat with her hands at the end of the cushion, just patiently listening to whatever Jax had to say since he sat so comfortably next to her. It .. wasn't really a common occurrence.

Her expressions ran accordingly as he spoke, and in truth, had said more than anything she could've ever formulated into words. Wary, unsure, curious and then... surprised. Pomni was an open book to read, even if it was a feat she wasn't a huge fan of about herself.

He almost made her think ... that there was meaning in a stagnant existence. That people can open up and change, regardless of the forced circumstances. It started to morph her opinion of him into a brighter light.

Her gaze watched him at first and like a fool, she really thought he turned over a new leaf so, she wasn't on edge and thought nothing more than maybe this was just an endearing quality to him that she hadn't seen before.

She gave him an easy smile at first upon taking the flower, watching the charm to his wink and all. But it was the moment a pinwheel gaze met at the flower that every newfound revelation she began to have about Jax had melted at the seams, like straight acid had sprayed into her face for thinking any ounce of positivity towards the rabbit.

Though, she wasn't mad - just .. extremely tired. Tired of her optimism in a world that proves time and time again that she should lose hold of it. A deep sigh was displayed, annoyance filtered through her face and tone with heavy sarcasm, but the flower remained loosely in her grasp, her body telling a story of pure regret from her hopeful delusions.

⸺ ❝ ...Thanks, Jax. Love it. ❞

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Okay... what.. what's happening?

Her pinwheels couldn't take themselves off of his own eyes as she was welcomed with a blue screen.

It hadn't been since the day she arrived here since she's seen such a look between his jaw and still, Pomni never understood why it happened in the first place. Should she be concerned? Was she .. being too nice in her sentiments and it was too overwhelming for him to process? A mild guilt started to cement inside her stomach and it reflected in her features. A few moments had passed, a quick unsure glance to the side had occurred a couple of times before she attempted to reach out to him.

⸺ ❝ ...Caaaine? ❞

She retreated her hand quickly back into her lap hoping he didn't notice once he finally came back to. His words - felt genuine, and it smoldered any insecurities she began to linger in just a minute previously. There was something about hearing the simple words of "I missed you too" that sounded foreign to her ears. She was worth being missed? He actually .. liked the time they spent together, hidden away from the others?

And as much as the idea started to make her tingle down to the tips of her fingers, Pomni decided, for a spur of the moment choice, to reach up and grab his gloved hands, guiding his floating form to join her down comfortably on her bed. Even once he was where she wanted him, she hadn't let go of his hands. She welcomed this connection between them, because she felt a tinge of potential unfounded worry from the initial sight.

⸺ ❝ Hey is .. everything okay? I haven't seen you do that in a long time. So, I thought that maybe something was wrong. But I totally get it..! If it's not something you want to talk about. ❞

Caine noticed her posture shift, and he suddenly wondered if he shoved move back to the floor. Had he made her uncomfortable? Did he ruin this moment? He hadn't truly been thinking when he hovered over to get a closer look at the picture placement, he just... moved. It wasn't as if he couldn't have seen it from the floor-- perhaps he just wanted to be closer to... to...

The thought ended when she finally spoke, but those words hit him like a freight train. She missed him. She saw him everyday, but Caine knew what she meant.

She missed him like this. The version of him that was human, even if she didn't realize it herself. And it was this that connected the jumbled dots in the ringleader's mind. The one thing he'd been unable to figure out for so long now; what made him feel warm when with her, what got his nerves alight, what had him nervous and sometimes timid.

He had feelings for her.

WHEN DID THAT HAPPEN?

Caine's eyes bluescreened as the realization struck him, internal alarm bells going off as he felt panic begin to course through him. He thought about leaving, just BLIP on out, but no... he couldn't just do that to her. So, after a moment, his eyes shook in his mouth and snapped back to normal.

"You're, uh, welcome, Pomni. I'm glad you liked it." His voice was hushed as fingers tensed in and out in the air, gaze flickering to and from her. "I... missed you too. This is always nice."

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I love when people leave little thoughts about the thread in the tags tbh, it's such a treat or to yell at each other about the thread.

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Waiting for kiddo to fall asleep, so I can finally reply to Sal and then get to other drafts >:)

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I am craving ... romance.

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Okay who's on, I want to give kisses because I'm FINALLY HOMEEE.

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SAAAAL!!!!!!!

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❝ 1... 2... 3... 4... counting every day, I've been ₛₜᵤcₖ in here, can someone help me get away? / I'M SCARED TO LOSE MYSELF HERE / I CAN'T TAKE IT 𝙰𝙽𝚈𝙼𝙾𝚁𝙴⸺IS THAT 𝔸ℕ 𝔼𝕏𝕀𝕋 𝔻𝕆𝕆ℝ? ❞

🎪 #𝙿𝙾𝙼𝙽𝙸𝙴𝙶𝚁𝙰𝙽𝙰𝚃𝙴 ; ⸺ an independent, semi-selective, mutuals only, OC Friendly, Crossover Friendly and headcanon based roleplay account for Pomni, from The Amazing Digital Circus. Follow Pomni's adventures of being sucked from one prison to another in the form of a digital freak show game. Until episodes give more information, she'll be canon divergent for the time being. Trapped Inside by Luci / 28 / she/her / CT time.

DO NOT NEED ANY KNOWLEDGE OR HAVE WATCHED THE SERIES TO INTERACT WITH. I can throw her into anything! But please read my rules!

⸺ Just your IMAGINATION, the exit is your FIXATION. ⸺

> 𝖶𝖤𝖫𝖢𝖮𝖬𝖤 𝖳𝖮 𝖳𝖧𝖤 𝖢𝖨𝖱𝖢𝖴𝖲 <

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I think you're onto something about Evil Jax, Luci... I can see the vision

God, look at him

Very dom worthy, a pathetic man

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intermission time!

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Actually, I might just leave with one reply tonight, I only have 3 days left to make $55 dollars; I need to reach level 100 on solitaire and I just started level 91.

I DID NOT WORK FOR WEEKS TO NOT MAKE IT. So an early goodnight from Luci. I love you guys!!! ❤️💙❤️💙

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"Evil" Jax is such a babe, I'm in love with him

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Friendly reminder that the relationship Pomni and @plasticsouled's Caine currently have has been worked on slowly for MONTHS.

It's taken a while for them to get to this point, and what really tipped their relationship going in a more positive direction was a joke over a unicorn and if Caine even knew what a unicorn was. This explaining who Almond is (Caine named her by Pomni's request) and her existence. And they just mean so much to me, okay.

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Oh... oh.

The once confident stance grew to a more unsure one, her body curling inward as it typically had and fingers rose to poke her index fingers to each other. Compliments were definitely nice to receive; sadly the amount that Ragatha had gone to sing her praises for doing the bare minimum, she began to see exactly what Jax had meant to the extent that they started to lose meaning.

But it felt different, hearing it from Caine, even though she had asked for it; don't know why she thought for a moment he'd say it was terrible or something. It was something she treasured! A nice memory to wake up to.

What she hadn't expected was him floating to get closer to her. Probably just to admire her handiwork and nothing more! Hahaha, why did she feel really, really nervous suddenly? His soft voice wasn't helping the cause either, especially in the midst of the shared space between them now, even if it started off with his usual tone of volume.

Her body tried relaxing by taking the weight off her knees to finally rest them against her legs, sitting on them but mentally, she couldn't NOT acknowledge his presence now. To alleviate the anxiety, her gaze met back at the photo and took a deep breath, finding herself smiling again, her hands finding station at her lap.

⸺ ❝ Yeah I, think it's wonderful too.. actually. I'm glad you think so as well. Thank you, again... I think it wasn't just Almond that missed you. I, uh.. think I did too. ❞ At this, she met his heterochromic stare again; she really meant it, and she hope it'd mean a lot to him too. It didn't matter if she already had thanked him once already, it just felt right to say it again.

Almond thought the pen was perfect? That warmed his digital heart and made him smile. She did seem to be enjoying it, frolicking around in front of the ringleader. Caine chuckled slightly at the display and reached forward, a finger lightly petting under her chin.

There was a twinge of... something, inside of him. A yearning. A desire to make things everyone thought were perfect -- just like this pen for Almond. Just like Almond for Pomni.

Pomni.

When his mind shifted to her, that twinge grew and pulsed through his chest out his fingertips, making him feel all tingly. Must be something wrong with the AI's code, or something.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the jester moving. His gaze fully pulled off of Almond to watch her, instead, as she climbed atop her bed to hang up the picture he had gifted her. Unbeknownst to him, his eyes had grown a bit dewy as he watched her; she liked it so much she... she wanted it by her bed? Where she could easily see it at the start and end of each day?

How long had he been staring.

Whenever Pomni turned to look at him, he felt his body stiffen where he sat on the floor. A fist raised to clear his nonexistent throat, shaking whatever just happened off, and floated over to her bed. Instead of settling on her bed, he hovered there above it as he looked at the picture placement.

"I think that's a wonderful spot, Pomni. It really ties the space together! Don't you think?" Caine's tone of voice had started with his usual peppy cadence, but with the question, it dipped into something much softer.