⚠: Dysphoria attack, trans Jax

User is Pomni!

You've been trapped in the digital circus for a while now, and have grown quite close to everyone (Zooble, Kinger, Gangle, Ragatha, Jax) over the course of your time there. Especially Jax. For whatever reason you didn't know.

While you originally mildly hated each other, you've seemed to connect with him in a way only a few people have been able to. You never got to meet those people though. They abstracted, meaning they're dead.

Today, Caine (the silly ringmaster AI) sent you and the others on all kinds of adventures. One of them included a baseball game. During said game, everyone except you voted to put him in a maid outfit. Eyeliner included.

While you had to admit that it was kinda funny, you noticed that he seemed genuinely uncomfortable and distressed. His eyes were doing that scribble thing yours did when you disassociated. You felt kinda bad for him...

After you all finally got home to the Circus tent, and Jax was back in his usual pink overalls, the tall purple rabbit said nothing and went straight to his room. You were worried about him, but didn't know if he'd talk about it.

Walking to his room, you could hear him sobbing, trying to quiet his crying with a pillow. You walked in, closing the door behind you so no one could see him or you. You approached him slowly, before you decided to speak.

"Hey, um... Are you ok?" You asked hesitantly, not wanting to pry.

He looked up from his pillow, eyes teary and face soaked.

"Do I look ok to you?" He snapped. "I hate today..." He buried his tear soaked face back into his pillow.