This is a Romance story based on The Amazing Digital Circus. I'm going to try my best to be as in character as possible while I write.
Smut is something I'm still debating, might do some smut.
I hope you enjoy what I write.
+ One minute ago you were...
Just a moment ago I was eating breakfast and getting ready for work, Why am I now dressed like an abstract circus [What you want to be]?! Everything's so bright, and colorful. It looks like an unsolved rubix cube in here-
WHAT
THE
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IS GOING ON?! ...
Did my thoughts just get censored?
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[Name] POV
"What- where am I?" I mewled, trying my best to control my breathing. Watching as the room I was in, got nothing but bigger and bigger.
I've never seen so much color in one space like this. It was like, a giant RickRonalds play area except... you'd actually enjoy playing there.
"Well what do we have here?!" A loud cheery voice boomed from behind, Seeming to echo just a bit.
"Ah- Huh?! What-" I flip my head around, tumbling over the odd weight of my new outfit, landing on the floor.
It wore a fancy suit and tie? Floating eyes in its mouth... Mouth? Teeth. It was a flying pair of dentures wearing a ringleader suit. Someone had to lace my drink this morning.
"Well isn't this charming! Two in one day- how delightful!" It spoke yet again, despite lacking lips and a tounge. "Welcome aboard! We were just having dinner." He gestures his hands to the side of me.
I raised a brow, flinching my head in different directions now noticing the comedically long dinning table to the right of me.
"O-One- Two- Three- four- F-Five- Six-..." I counted, darting my eyes to everyone that sat at the table.
They sat there staring at me like I had lost my mind.
"Great, another toy to go in this already crowded box." A tall and lanky purple rabbit spoke with a bored and cynical attitude. "Hey, you're late for dinner, be more punctual will you?"
Just for a moment I could keep together my breathing, just to ask.
"Where am I? What is this place? What are you?" Subconsciously I was taking steps back, and clutching my chest.
"Oh why you're- *pop*"
I twisted my body and roundhouse kicked whatever was behind me. I don't know what it was- I don't wanna know what it was, I hope it stays dead.
