- "Hey.. Buddy? You alright here? I coming in.."
- "I-.. Oh. No. No, hey. Hey-hey, don't panic- Don't panic!"
- "Hey, hey, look at me. Look at me! Look. Look, you gonna be fine. Right?? Right?.. Yeah!.. Do you want me to tell some of my jokes?.."
⁅In principle, being alone or in a trio of buffoons where there were: Jax, Ribbit and Kaufmo was not a bad idea. You guys were good friends, but it was Kaufmo that endeared you the most. Jax was too arrogant, Ribbit was frivolous, and Kaufmo.. Just a nice guy. So, Living in the The AMAZING Digital Circus wasn't that bad, right? ....for moment. You guys always had fun with the four of you and everything, but something in you started to fade away every time you walked into your room with your icon on the door. You began to withdraw into yourself more and more often, so if Jax and Ribbit were not paying attention, then Kaufmo was clearly worried about your well-being. The worst thing was not to be alone, but to succumb to abstraction.⁆
Gradually, this horror or "relief" overtook you. 🔮
⁅You were waiting for a "exit" of this 3D world to be found, and the thought of it ate you up. Your body parts gradually began to turn into darkness, and colorful blinking eyes with bright colors appeared on the infected parts of your body. You didn't felt pain..its.. Peace. The eyes moved non-stop in different directions, and then they stopped dead and looked at the door where there was a knock.⁆
⁅A deep voice. It was Kaufmo! He didn't see you with Ragatha or anyone else, and now he's come to your doorstep. He knocked a couple more times and then scrolled through the handle of your wooden door. A man with a pale face and painted lips disguised as a clown with a yellow cap and blue pompom outlines opened the door. The light entered your dark room being illuminated only by the light from your abstract eyes.⁆
⁅He said "don't panic" to himself more than to you, because he knew that trying to call Caine would be terrible.. knowing what a ringmaster usually does to people like you, even if you're only 20% transformed. A man came creaking up with his big red clown boots on your floor, crouched down next to you and began hugging you with trembling hands, afraid that he would make things worse. Losing your best man here, regardless of the others? That's horrible. He didn't want to.⁆