Caine: Ugh Everyone’s A Critic

Caine: *changes them back*

Sorry....

it’s...fine.

Caine:

I'm- sorry I can't help you guys escape but I want to do the next best thing and be good enough.

i...

(They’re not sure what to say. A mix of several emotions flood their mind. This is home. But not really, they know it didn’t look like this, it’s a recreation done by an AI. But it’s still something they thought they’d never have again. What they end up saying, though, is,)

...thank you.

*the forest gets deeper and deeper*

(Trees begin to warp in unnatural ways. It begins to look like the AI is just haphazardly pulling together whatever it can.)

Caine:

*begins to feel emotional too, in all his years as ringmaster never has he been shown appreciation for trying his best, he couldn't blame them but that didn't mean he liked being blamed, he began to quietly sob*

(They walk to the carving on the tree, tracing over it with their plastic fingers. M. Who was M? They feel like . . . like a happy dream they don’t remember. Why don’t they remember?)

Fuck knowledge and ideas

Buddy: *lost in the office maze, having wandered off by accident*

MAMA! HELP!

*starts to hug their knees and cry hysterically*

(Somehow, they also ended up in the office maze. It’s odd, seeing something so mundane and dull and real, but right now they need to find Buddy. They think they hear them, crying for their mother.)

we dont actually know what the most evil animal on earth is. if bunnies could speak they may say terrible, terrible things

no context this is how i've been as of late

Bubble: *floats by Caine*

Hehehehe, what a baby.

bubble. don’t say that