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Hello! And welcome to my first fanfic ever. I have no idea how Tumblr works at all but I am way too impatient to wait 10 days for Ao3 to get back to me on my account invite. In this story the reader is inspired by a ballerina on top of a Victorian style music box. Your name is Dollet, new to the circus, soon after Pomni. Feminine pronouns are used in this story, but I am open to requests for literally anything. Like I said, just beginning writing fan-fiction, so I’m testing the waters a bit, constructive criticism is welcome! Anyway, onto the story!
ℂ𝟙: 𝔹𝕚𝕣𝕥𝕙𝕕𝕒𝕪 𝕓𝕝𝕦𝕖𝕤 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕓𝕝𝕦𝕖 𝕓𝕠𝕩
You practically slammed your car door shut once you arrived home. Your neighbor Deborah gave you a look as you hastily locked my car. Not much privacy to have a mental breakdown when living in an apartment complex. “Rough day?” Deborah asked. “You wouldn’t believe me if I told you” you speak back, quietly, but with enough feeling to allow Deborah to understand that today was not the day to strike up a conversation. “Well, you know where to find me if you need me sweetie” She said, turning to go towards her apartment.
You didn’t answer. You didn’t even acknowledge her. You just felt emotionally drained, and humiliated. You practically dragged my feet up the stairs to my apartment, holding in your tears. As if anyone was going to see you cry. Not that it matters now…
Today was supposed to go better than how it did. It being your birthday and all. But nope, not with your train-wreck family. All that came from today was your boyfriend forgetting, and your mother getting wine-drunk off her ass and revealing one to many family secrets for it to be considered ‘okay’. And of course, who could forget the grand cherry on top of the birthday bullshit Sunday, you got fired from your 9 to 5 due to budget cuts.
You breathe out a deep sigh as you fidgeted for your house key, at least you were finally home. As you started to open your door, you noticed medium sized blue package preventing you from fully getting into your house. You groan in annoyance, as you had specifically told the landlord to make sure your packages got delivered to my P.O. Box downstairs.
On the box, there was no shipping address, no note, no nothing. Well almost no nothing. On top of the package, was your name, scribbled in black ink. And upon further inspection (meaning, you picked the box up) you saw a logo in light blue lettering that read “C&A”…
You made the executive decision to bring the package in with you, hopeful that maybe your boyfriend hadn’t completely forgotten my birthday, and sent you gift. You check my phone for any messages from him, but you are immediately let down as there was nothing but the ‘Gn’ text he had sent a couple nights ago. Ridiculous. That was all you could think of in that moment. He had gone no contact for days, which is insane, because he still posts his bullshit fantasy football updates on his instagram stories.
Choosing to stay peaceful, you bring all attention back to the blue box. It was actually quite heavy, but nothing you couldn’t handle.
You sat down on the couch, then continued unboxing this weirdly heavy thing, carefully cutting the tape of the box town the middle with some scissors, and removing what was inside.
It was a zip up container, the kind that a handheld video game controller would be stored in. And of course, ontop of the zip up case was the same logo that was on the box. C&A.
Carefully, you unzip the container, and immediately, your day had gotten a zillion times better. Inside, there was a clunky looking VR headset that looked like it was straight from the future segment of the back to the future sequel.
You could barely contain your excitement as you took it out of its protective case. You scoured around the box for directions, but just couldn’t seem to find them. Instead, you felt around the clunky thing for a minute and found the power button, score!
The button flashed blue, signaling that it had powered on. You peered into the area where you were supposed to put your eyes. It just looked white. So you carefully placed the headset onto your head and hit the on button again, unsure if it was actually on.
There was a loud noise, and then a symphony of bright colors. You felt as if the world was swirling around you. You could practically feel the wind blowing past you as you entered this amazing virtual reality spaces
A beautiful melody blessed your ears as a circus tent came into view. It’s glitching at first, but fizzles into a clear image of a yellow and red circus tent, and a whole lot of grass.
You were in awe of the graphics. For a seemingly old game, it was impressive.
Your vision rested on the area above the tent, large and colorful letters bubbled into existence.‘The Amazing Digital Circus?’
Falling, you were falling. You screamed as the floor dropped from underneath my feet. Falling, falling, falling, was there no end? You violently scratched for the headset on my face, but there was nothing there. You ripped at the area around your eyes, tears running down your face frantically.
You opened your eyes to see a checkered floor before slamming face first into the ground…
“What the :s€%t:” a male voice spoke from the darkness.
You lifted your face from the ground, still lying down. Three blurred, but colorful figures stood around me as you picked yourself up.
ℂ𝟚: ℂ𝕖𝕟𝕤𝕠𝕣𝕤𝕙𝕚𝕡 𝕒𝕟𝕕 ℂ𝕚𝕣𝕔𝕦𝕤 𝕒𝕡𝕡𝕖𝕒𝕣𝕖𝕟𝕔𝕖𝕤
Darkness. Soft and blurred voices. You feel like your senses have been muted. Are you sweaty? Your not sure. Your skin feels… wait. Not like skin? It feels hollow.. and cold.
Slowly, but surely, you open my eyes. Everything is blurry at first. A purple blob pops up into my vision. It’s saying something “~~~~~? ~~~ ~~ ~~~~~?” It’s waving at you. You shoot up from your stupor.
It’s a bunny? “Caine! Is this another lame Npc, or is this a new unfortunate human?” It yells at seemingly nothing. “Jax! Don’t talk like that! The poor thing just passed out!” Another, more feminine voice speaks up. You turn to your right, raggedy Anne? You feel ill.
“Who are you thingies? What are you?” You say, still dazed. “Thingies? Have you looked in a mirror recently, china doll?” The bunny man mocked, bringing the back of his hand to his head. “Of course not you Dumb :f$:k: she just got here!” You looked behind me, and… you don’t know what the :F?/k: that is.
The raggedy Anne walker beside you and took a knee, softly placing her stuffed hand on your shoulder. “Hi there, I’m Ragatha. I know this must be scary, but once we find Caine.. it’ll be much easier to explain.” You stare at her. Silent. “A ha…” She said awkwardly.
“What’s a Caine?..” you finally talk again, softly.
“Oh you’re in for a treat” the bunny, which you think is named Jax, teases. “Did someone say adventure!?” A loud and boisterous voice speaks out from somewhere in the circus.
It floats out into the circus, spinning like a tornado, gradually getting faster before floating down like a feather.
“GRRRRREATINGS my Majestic Magical Marvels! Who is ready for my next grand adventure! A adventure of a digital lifetime! A——who’s that.” The teeth abruptly stops in its tracks. Eerily staring at you yet somehow not staring at you?
“A new human.” Ragatha says, certain. “We think” Jax rolls his eyes. “I literally asked you 10 minutes ago.” Jax mumbled then walked away, hands in his pockets.
“Deary me!” The teeth thing spoke, lolling its tongue out, over exaggerated. Just looking at it made you feel uneasy.
It quickly swooped down to you and proceded to lift you off the ground and into the air.
“Welcome to The Amazing Digital Circus! My name is Caine. I'm your ringmaster and I'm here to show you the most jaw-dropping, heart stopping, mind-bending paraphernalia you've ever laid your eyes upon!” He was waiting for your reply, but unfortunately for this teeth guy, you were actively freaking out.
“WHAT IN THE ACTUAL F@!K IS HAPPENING”
Caine coils back a little bit “ah ah ah my dearlingest darlingest guest! We can't have any of that foul language around here. The Amazing Digital Circus is a place to be enjoyed by all ages. You, my friend, stumbled into an incredible world of wonders, where anything can happen!...just not swearing” he pauses, slow, glancing uncomfortably around the room before gleefully swinging you around again.
“Ah good ol’ censorship. Am I right zoobie?”
Jax leans over on the couch wriggling his eyebrows at zooble. “Why… why are you talking to me?” They respond, clearly annoyed with whatever the hell was going on.
“Can I go home?!” You shouted over the comedic whirling sounds Caine was making.
He took a dead stop. A sound of a scratched record played behind him as he deadpanned. Where were these noises coming from?!
“You can’t” Jax shouted from the ground as Caine teleported you two to the ground.
“So you better get used to your new home, and of course your brand new body” The lanky bunny taunted.
You felt as if you were going to be sick. Can you even get sick here? You weren’t planning on sticking around long enough to find out! “Okayyy” you said, clearly not amused. “Wait. Brand new body?”
Ragatha walked over to you and led youto a mirror hanging on one of the overly saturated walls of the circus. “Honestly, it’s not as bad as it could have been!” She spoke, attempting to comfort you in her ‘Ragatha fashion’
You stared yourself down in the mirror. That wasn’t your face.. or was it? You couldn’t remember what your face actually looked like. Your skin was shiny, like porcelain, you almost looked like a life size glass doll. When you took a closer look , It looked like you had ball joints to help you with articulation, considering you were likely made of glass. You then glanced down at your feet, and to your surprise, you were wearing light pink ballet slippers. As you tried to get a better look at the design, you noticed your feet seemed to be permanently stuck in a pointed position, like a ballerina.
The only emotion you felt when looking at your outfit was pure indescribable bliss. It was a beautiful Victorian esque ballerina costume. The top was a salmon pink color, and it was made of a velvety material, it had essentially no sleeves, but the thick straps of the dress hung over my shoulders. The neckline of the dress was adorned with crystals, and dark pink flowers. The tulle and tutu of the dress was a very pale pink. And on top of it all, your hair was curly, and styled like a princess. You just had to let it all sink in.
Jax suddenly spoke up again. He was tired of watching the doll girl look at herself. “Yo Caine! Are we going to do a new adventure for the newbie?”
Caine suddenly snapped his fingers and you appeared right beside him again.
“First, I want to take them on my fantastamazing Circus tour! patentcurrentlypending”
He suddenly grabbed your hand, and he snapped his fingers like this digital world was at the tip of his gloved fingers. And in digital reality…
