Wishin' Your Worries Away

RP blog for Ragatha from The Amazing Digital Circus, affiliated with Isola Radiale.

[stuffedwithniceness]

RAGATHA | The Amazing Digital Circus

Designated Mom Friend who you should not ask about her own mom...

Forever finding the bright side or desperately floundering to do so...

Can and WILL uplift you and end up coming off as patronizing...

Can get into sports or other fun activities but what good is she if she's not the best...?

Living plush dolls are built to last! At least physically...

Always has room for your friendship however shallow her own ends up being...

Not a fan of centipedes or purple rabbits

Just a rag dolly, wishin' your worries away while insisting her own don't exist

[jestistentialcrisis]

🎪 ᴛʜᴇ ᴊᴇꜱᴛᴇʀ ᴄᴀꜱᴜᴀʟʟʏ ꜱʟɪᴅ ᴏꜰꜰ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘᴀʀᴋ ʙᴇɴᴄʜ before making her way closer to the ragdoll as she came towards her, pomni's smile never faltering. although everyone in the circus had their faults, ragatha's positivity was just what pomni needed in this situation, despite its irritation from time to time.

when the ragdoll closed the distance between the two, the jester took a moment to study her form, making sure she wasn't harmed during her time on spirale. she knew that somehow ragatha was always privy to getting herself hurt.

" i actually just got here like... just a bit ago. you're one of the first people i've seen here. "

she paused for a moment before quirking a brow and placing a hand on her hip. she heard the whole spiel about spirale and everything but...

" so like, is this just another adventure or ... are we really out of the circus? because why do i still look like this. "

she then gestured to herself... all four feet.

[stuffedwithniceness]

Seeing how Pomni examined her caused Ragatha to falter a moment. There wasn't anything unusual about herself, was there? The jester seemed the same as usual- as far as she could tell at least. It was probably nothing.

Whatever the case, some relief came over her when she got that answer. It'd be a major screw-up on her part if Pomni had been here for some time and she hadn't even noticed. She could take some comfort in that, at least.

Needing to parse the nature of this city, on the other hand, was always less than comfortable.

"O-oh yeah...that. Well, we're pretty much certain this isn't the Circus. The whole C&A adventure was one thing, but...this is TOO far outside Caine's usual presentation. There's so many other wildly different people in the city, and they can swear and die and talk about..."

A wide-eyed look flashed across the rag doll's face, and she cleared her throat. "A-anyway, yeah, pretty sure this isn't the Circus...but it might be some other kind of digital world? That's the only reason we can think of as to why we'd still look like we do...if we were taken right out from there and put into here."

[jestistentialcrisis]

🎪 ɪɴᴛᴇʀᴀᴄᴛɪɴɢ ᴡɪᴛʜ ꜱᴏ ᴍᴀɴʏ ꜱᴛʀᴀɴɢᴇʀꜱ ᴡᴀꜱ starting to get a bit exhausting for the jester. she found herself planted on a park bench on the side of the street, her feet dangling helplessly over the edge of the seat -- boy, was it fun being so short!

the girl leaned her neck back on the head of the bench, exhaling a deep sigh before shutting her eyes for just a moment. just like, one second doing nothing would be great. the familiar sound of footsteps stirred pomni from her little power nap, causing her to snap back to reality to catch a look at the passerby. she sat a bit higher in her seat; this certain rag-doll easily caught her full attention.

" ragatha? oh god, im so glad to see you! "

now the only one missing from the squad was zooble! oh, and caine... but. that's okay...

↳ @stuffedwithniceness | starter call

[stuffedwithniceness]

The rhythm of life in the circus was finally seeming to slip out of her mind. No Caine to throw them on a new adventure all day, no shortage of places to go and new things to try on her own accord...maybe it was a bit harder to attempt at making and maintaining new friendships, but that need wasn't there so much anymore. Things felt so much more free...even if they weren't, not really. Even the most comfortable prison cell isn't meant to be left so easily.

Ragatha thought it was easy enough to not mind such things. This was definitely the most free she'd ever felt, at least. Free to take things easy, to let the days pass by without needing to do something, to try and appease someone. She could just walk around, enjoy the fresh air of the shifting season! It was something of a pastime for her as of late, with interruptions few and far between, and never bothersome.

Only now, a distinct voice had caught her attention. Her head whipped in the direction of her name being called, a familiar jester sitting on a park bench to greet her.

"Oh, Pomni!! Hi!" She hurriedly took off toward her, lifting her skirt slightly to allow for easier motion of her legs. "I'm glad to see you too! You haven't been...here for a while and we're only just running into each other now, have you?"

[3moreseasons]

Aw man, the last thing you wanted was to become the go-to person for stuff in this city. Yeah, you've been here the longest, but you also spend a lot of time cooped up in your room. Also you have a noted tendency to abuse authority but anyways.

[FROM]: gangle 🎀

[TO]: ragatha 🐎

>im like 99% sure its not him

>i mean youve probably seen some stuff in this city he NEVER does. people cuss and talk about sex, and they even die

>they come back after but still

>i dont think this place is real but i dont think its caine either

>and! this didnt really affect us but people with special powers get nerfed here

She won't understand that.

>their powers get limited, i mean

>so he wont be able to do anything to us! he wont be able to do anything at all!!

>if he bothers you you can just leave!!!

>but yeah i think well be okay here ragatha

[stuffedwithniceness]

Ragatha cradled the phone in both hands as Gangle’s responses came, each one helping reassure her a bit more. She was right. While it sure felt like some kind of adventure Caine would cook up after the whole C&A thing, too many pieces didn’t add up. The concern of who WAS behind the whole thing was another matter entirely, but for now, maybe it was okay to just stop worrying about it.

[From: Ragatha]

[To: Gangle]

> Okay, that makes sense. It’s good to know that he can’t mess with us like he usually could if he wanted.

> I guess I was worried that things between Pomni and I might just…end somehow if we were brought back to the Circus.

> But knowing all that helps a lot. Thanks, Gangle.

[jestingforanexit-deactivated202]

Pomni wasn't exactly the most affectionate person to begin with. So, yeah, she maybe internally felt Ragatha's very zestful attempts at befriending her could've been a little much. But she knew underneath that there was a person who felt such longing and who had such a kind heart. Why would Pomni be so brutal in denying that kind of person? She wasn't a monster. And the more time they spent together, the more Pomni felt Ragatha really meant it. Their personalities didn't seem to mesh on the surface but they really did. Time seemed to bend most boundaries.

"If there is one thing I miss about the circus it's Kinger. The group just doesn't seem the same without him, you know?" She told the other woman, looking down longingly. It was hard to describe just why he meant so much to her. But she knew underneath Kinger's confused exterior was a really brilliant man who kept the group afloat in tough times.

"I know I might've been standoffish at points. Particularly in the beginning." Pomni redirected the conversation back to the topic at hand, "A-and I think that was a pretty normal reaction to just what you go through when you're thrown into a situation like this. But despite that, despite the turbulence, I'm still grateful to have met you."

She hesitates, mouth closing, before leaning upwards to plant a very soft kiss on the doll's cheek. When she orients herself back to sitting down, she falls silent, before panicking a little.

"I-is that okay?" She asked warily, brows furrowed, "I just. y'know, it's been a while since I've...." She peers down, mumbling "Fuck..."

[stuffedwithniceness]

Oh, that she could know in that moment how it was Pomni felt. That she could finally hear yet again and maybe truly accept that she wasn’t pushing the ones she cared for away. Maybe she was getting better at that without knowing. Maybe it was never a problem with her… no, no, it was. She wasn’t oblivious to how people reacted to her. She could see the consequences unfolding before her at times, like a car crash in slow motion, and she felt so helpless to stop it, especially when trying to just seemed to make things worse.

But in this moment, all those problems, all those doubts, seemed to vanish. Little could matter more than that.

“Yeah, I know what you mean. He’s the only one who’s always been there ever since I first showed up… well, besides…Caine.” The less mental real estate dedicated to their ringmaster, the better. “I feel like all this might get a bit overwhelming for him…but at the same time, I think he might end up handling it better than any of us.” She breathes light, sheepish laugh. “I hope that makes sense.”

Ragatha wants to respond to the redirected sentiment- to reinforce Pomni’s belief that her reaction was wholly understandable. And to agree with how nice it’s been to know her too.

Then the kiss arrives.

Her body is entirely still, looking at the jester with a stunned expression. As if processing what Jess just happened. Only when it sinks in does her posture tighten, her curled yarn hair raising on end. Had she been forgetting to breathe in those moments after…?

“N-no, no, it’s fine!” Ragatha immediately scrambles to reply, panicking even more than Pomni had. “You’re fine, really! It was- …good. Nice.” If she could blush, her face would be nearing her hair in hue. Her lips curl into a small, crooked smile. “I liked it.”

[3moreseasons]

[FROM]: gangle 🎀

[TO]: ragatha 🐎

>RAGAHTE

>RANGATA

>DIY YOUR SEE

>INT HE CONTACTS LIST ITS UPDATED

>HES HERE

>CAINES EWHREA RWHATA

>wait

>is this like................ not a big deal actually

>｢( • ﾍ •)

>he cant do anything to us so. maybe like. who cares

[stuffedwithniceness]

The first message came with such urgency the doll jumped and was left fumbling to catch her phone from the air. Phones always receive texts with more gusto when they're in all caps, obviously. Fortunately she kept the device from falling and getting damage, letting her look over the texts and reply right away.

[FROM]: Ragatha

[TO]: Gangle

>Uh, yeah, I saw! It's pretty nerve-wracking having him here, after what happened with that last adventure...

>You've been here longer than any of us, so I trust what you think about him being here, but...we're ABSOLUTELY sure this whole city isn't his work too, right?

>This whole time it's felt too unlike anything he's done, it's gone on too long, and everybody around us says they're from entirely different worlds so it seems like this is beyond even what he could control. But now that he's mislead us so easily, gave us so much false hope...

>I just need to know that you know. And if you're sure he can't do anything to take this from us, that's reassuring enough for me.

[stuffedwithniceness]

She's just staring down at her phone, thumbs trembling over the screen. Her expression is frozen in fear. Her mouth utters words of quiet disbelief.

"...Why now? He never...but last time...is this all him...?"

[jestingforanexit-deactivated202]

@stuffedwithniceness <3'd

Every time Pomni believed they had discovered some sort of monumental revelation about the circus and about their future, it all came crumbling down like a house of cards just as the hope settled in. The circus. Isola. How were they to know this wasn't just another of one of Caine's planned stunts? What was even real and what was fake? Before, this would've sent Pomni spiraling. But for some reason, she just felt numb to it. Still, as she sat here in silence with Ragatha, feeling the cool air against her skin, she turned to the ragdoll and frowned. Not at her. But at their situation.

"I really thought we had it this time. I-I actually believed the whole Able fiasco. But it was just fake. And-and Jax?" Her frown deepened, eyes half-lidded as she squeezed her own fists together. "And now we're here again. How are we supposed to know what's real and what isn't?"

It felt hopeless. But not entirely. There was something still keeping her afloat.

Ragatha.

She turned to the other woman and took a good look at her, eyes gentle.

"Kinger told me once that the circus...and our situation as a whole can feel pretty hopeless at times. That there is a kind of way to lose ourselves. But it ISN'T all hopeless if you have people you trust and care about..." Her eyes softened even more, somehow, and she gave a weak smile, "S-so, if we're gonna be in hell for the rest of our lives, at least I know I can bear it with you."

[stuffedwithniceness]

So often Ragatha had tried to look on the bright side of life in the circus. She always felt she'd acclimated well to being held there with no way out, finding what joy she could in the adventures, trying to make friends with the other humans stuck there with her. Then again, she'd struggled for a while to be close to them, and sooner or later the adventures just become background noise, a stimulant it became all too easy to grow used too. Maybe she wanted out of there more than anything...maybe "Abel" and the stories he told were the raft she'd been desperate to cling to all along without even knowing.

Once that was all ripped away, it was like she'd forgotten how to swim. Following her return to this city, she just felt...well, nothing besides an aching hollowness. This had felt like an escape before- something new, a reprieve from the day-to-day of living under Caine...a chance to just live. Now it was just another adventure, sure to end one of these days. And after the betrayal from just a bit ago, it became that much harder to search for silver linings.

But then there was Pomni. Someone she'd wanted to be close to so much, who she felt she'd utterly lost thanks to her own screw-ups...who things finally seemed like they might actually work out with. She wasn't sure how long they'd been sitting in silence before the jester started to speak, but her words cut through the fog inside her head, clarity delivered right to her core. For the first time since that day, even if just a little bit...Ragatha felt warmth. Affection, genuine care coming from someone else. Someone who she really wanted it from.

"...I'm really glad you're here to relay that even if he isn't," she began, offering an equally puny smile. "That kind of reminds me of what Zooble said when-" And there goes the smile. "...Well...on that day. About how, even if nothing around us was real, we were...the choices we made, the connections we formed. And-and I know I might've been a bit overbearing in trying to form some kind of positive connection with you..." She tries to perk up again, even if just a bit. "But I did really want it all along. Thank you, Pomni. I'm so glad you feel that way...the same kind of way I feel."

[animasend]

" You do NOT show your love by blowing something up with bombs! Or someone, for that matter! That's not how you woo them!"

[stuffedwithniceness]

"I really hope more people take that advice to heart! Otherwise I feel like we're just...gonna be stuck on bomb defusal duty all Valentine's Day..."

[stuffedwithniceness]

"O-oh...this is...about right for the point we've reached, I guess. He's not even trying to keep things more than nonsensical anymore..."

[everybodyhatesjax]

Oh great, Gangle added him to the stupid group chat again. Might as well see what this is all about...

[To]: The Amazing Digital Group Chat

[jax]: what

[jax]: why would anyone open their house to a bunch of strangers. weirdo

[jax]: is there free food

@3moreseasons @thetoyboxcharacter @jestingforanexit @stuffedwithniceness

[stuffedwithniceness]

Ragatha had seen the flyers for that party scattered about on the walls here and there- whoever was responsible had gotten pretty good coverage. She’d been considering going herself- maybe even asking someone to go with- but the group text made one decision that much easier and the other less necessary! How about that!

[To]: The Amazing Digital Group Chat

[ragatha]: Well, the flyer I saw mentioned “drinks, live entertainment, and much more.” I’m sure food is included in that!

[ragatha]: It sounds like a lot of fun! Count me in.

[ragatha]: What about you, Pomni?

@jestingforanexit @3moreseasons @thetoyboxcharacter @everybodyhatesjax

[stuffedwithniceness]

★ + Pomni

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"Ah, our newest recruit! Eheh...I guess we didn't really recruit her, and she didn't want to be recruited either...a-anyway!"

"Things between Pomni and I are...going well, right now. I feel like I may have come on a bit strong with trying to get her to enjoy her time in the circus, and I was worried that she'd pull away because of that. But she's a good person, and I think she can tell where I'm coming from most of the time. With how rough things can be in the circus I don't want her to struggle like I had to when I first showed up.

And now she's here in the city! I'm really glad to have her here even more than back in the circus. Things are different here- we don't have to worry about how the next adventure'll shake us up physically and emotionally. We can just spend the day getting to know one another, being in each other's company...and I really hope she's as willing to put some time into that as I am."

[stuffedwithniceness]

★ + Jax : )

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"...This one isn't easy to talk about. In any way, really."

"Jax is pretty mean to everyone in the Circus, especially Gangle. And I definitely let him know that, even though he never seems to care how his actions affect the others. I just don't get how he can be so okay with treating others like garbage...but maybe it's not for me to understand. If I understood him, then maybe it'd make tolerating him easier. I don't know that I deserve that.

We've all had rough times in the circus. Once the worst one of all for Jax hit, he just...changed. Not entirely, but definitely for the worse. And no matter how he denied everything, I know it had to do with...w-with that thing that happened. I wanted to help him through it, I wanted to help him see he had other friends here, but I couldn't reach him. He just kept getting worse. So for as much of a jerk and a bully as he is, I can't blame him for it. I can't even completely hate him for it.

At least...not more than I do myself for letting him down."

[stuffedwithniceness]

★ + Evil Ragatha

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"O-oh yeah...her. Well, we didn't really talk much for the brief time she was around. I wasn't expecting her or the rest of her team to be made part of my suggestion in the box, and the things she said were just kinda mean. And...m-maybe a bit too close to home, now that I think about it...

If I met her somewhere else, I think I could try and see if we can connect somehow. That could be asking for too much, though. Honestly I just think she should work on the insulting nicknames if she's going to be throwing them out like that...or, you know, not throw them out at all! That'd be the ideal..."

[rpmemegraveyard]

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[thetoyboxcharacter]

-Put the Ghost Together Again-

This area was different from the rest...less spooky. The place was filled with flowers, which were still lively and colorful despite the dark atmosphere.

They stand by a flower bed thinking this would be a great spot for a picnic or maybe a short stroll with Gangle. As they look around for a bench a small sign off to the side catches their attention. There's instructions about this activity; something about catching petals to help out a ghost. The way it was written reminded them of Caine in a way and they couldn't help but read it in his voice. Despite not enjoying his adventures it felt odd that he wasn't here to introduce them.

What ghost though?

A net appeared nearby signaling them to start but they rolled their eyes in response. Nope they just wanted a place to chill not join in on some adventure, even if it seemed harmless enough except for the mention of a fee if they were to fail.

Deciding to skip this altogether they started walking away until they spot a figure with red locks further away.

"Huh...first I have Caine in my mind and now I'm seeing Ragatha...wait..."

The longer they stare the more they realize that it was indeed Ragatha no mistake. Odd how this whole adventure was designed. They all normally start off together and then sometimes branch out not the other way around. They start walking her way with no urgency but does call for her to make sure she doesn't go anywhere else.

"Hey! Ragatha! Over here!"

@stuffedwithnicenesss

[stuffedwithniceness]

More and more it felt believable that Caine wasn't responsible for their captivity here. His adventures always had a rigid structure and defined end goal to them, and while they always went at least a little bit sideways- whether from some chaotic twist or Jax's meddling- there was always the sense that they were being pushed along to do something. This city, on the other hand, was just...a place to live. They couldn't leave, but there was a lot to explore and take in at their leisure. Even now, this festival was something totally optional. There was probably something for everyone, but nobody had to participate. They had freedom, at least more than they did in the Circus.

Still, even before being thrust into a new adventure every day, Ragatha had made herself used to having something to do every day. Too many responsibilities taken on, whether of her own accord or from the pressure of another. Taking it too easy just made her feel a bit stir-crazy. This particular activity seemed just about perfect to her- she'd be helping somebody out, there was a decent bit of activity involved, and there wasn't any horrible danger present- at least, none that was apparent. She sure hoped it really was that way!

"Ah! Hey!" One of the falling petals had twirled out of the path of her net, still inbound for the grass below. She went for another scoop up from underneath, but unfortunately missed catching it, leaving it to be absorbed into a nearby flower. "Oh, shoot...how do you find those ones, again...?" A familiar voice called her name before she could remember, however, making her straighten up and look in their direction.

"Oh! Zooble, you're here!" With a big, warm smile she headed towards them, keeping her net close to her body. "It's good to see you! How've you been adjusting to stuff around the city?"

[jestingforanexit-deactivated202]

She couldn't fault Ragatha for having for own personal tastes of what she'd want her ideal adventure to be. People were different; and there was nothing wrong with Ragatha's vision just like there was nothing wrong with her own. Pomni was comfortable enough in her own shoes and preferences to know that. Personally, sports were never her thing. But she easily saw Ragatha must've been a killer at softball. Even if she didn't really understand what had been going on at the time, she had to admit Ragatha's performance during the baseball adventure was admirable. Even if she had been mostly distracted by Jax.

"It's nice to relax when our entire existences before had been so hectic. At least, that's how I feel." Pomni announced, gently tilting her head at the ragdoll as she settled in her spot, eager to have some relaxing time. "It's really just nice to have more control. Sort of, anyway."

"I'm not sure." Pomni spoke up, hand brought under her chin in thought, "All I know is that if I had known about the suggestion box earlier, I would've put a lot more gentler adventures in. Something...like this, maybe?" She gently laughed, brows furrowed unsurely, looking back at Ragatha with a soft gaze.

[stuffedwithniceness]

Ragatha gave a soft, slightly uneasy chuckle when Pomni mentioned how their lives had been previously. It was hard to disagree with how she felt. She herself had gotten good at rolling with the punches when it came to even the most chaotic of adventures, but that was more to make the most of a situation they had no control over, to try and help the others feel better about it all too. Even the ones she liked usually had some element she could do without, though she’d never say it. Something relaxed like this was a much more wholly enjoyable experience, and with it just being her and Pomni, she felt all the more at ease. Kinger had helped calm her down before, but something about being around Pomni was just nice in a way she never really felt with the others…

“Yeah, it would’ve been a relief to have more quiet moments.” The soft look was reflected in her single emotive eye, a content smile accompanying. “I kind of got used to the mayhem after a while, but I didn’t realize how much I missed getting to do nothing until…well, I got to. And it’s nice. This is nice.” It was only after a few seconds of silence that she looked away, realizing she’d probably been looking too long.

“It all still feels so funny, though. This city isn’t too different from the circus in the end- we just showed up without knowing how, we still look like this- but it feels so much more like we’re just allowed to…I don’t know, live?” She leaned back onto her hands and looked to the autumnal canopy above, her smile slipping away. “We can go wherever, get a job, move into other homes. We can take it at whatever pace we want. And honestly, I don’t know what to do with that.” Her legs pulled up so her knees were a bit closer to her chest now.

“Back at the circus…before then, even…I felt like I always had to be on. Ready to tackle whatever the day brought with a smile and the best attitude I could bring! Now, there’s no obligations, no daily adventures, nothing. Just…life. People living their normal lives as they choose and being happy with that.” She brought her head back up to look at Pomni, a curious expression on her face. “And now that I get to do that too…is it weird that I’m kinda scared?”