(idea creds: itsyaboidanid on tiktok!!)

"put on the headset, #i@394!"   "don't be a loser, ]{%'9@. put it on."   "downloaded super fun games. you'll have a blast, }#%]+."   his first thoughts when he opened his eyes: 'no way this is the game that #{^ downloaded.'* then he realized he forgot his own best friends name and tried taking off the headset, because the bright colors of this dumb—what is it, a circus?—was giving him a headache.   "really, man? a circus?"—wait why wasn't the headset coming off?   too overwhelmed to really say anything, he was given a name—jax—yapped to by some tooth guy called caine, an annoying ragdoll tried to be nice to him but she honestly just made his headache worse, accidentally broke this ribbons comedy mask so she started sobbing, and, in the end, jax retreated to a not-so-bright part of the circus, some kind of pillow fort.   there was some old chess piece there, but he left after giving jax his robe and introducing himself as kinger. the robe was heavy and warm, like a weighted blanket. it felt nice. safe.