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Pomni
The circus is such a weird place. It absolutely drives me to brink of insanity and wears me down every single day. Day after day. Caine is such a psycho and his little adventures just suck. Sometimes I go to bed hoping that I'll wake up completely erased from the game and everyone's memory, but maybe that's just me.
It's been, gosh, at least a few months now since I've arrived at this awful place. And it's all been mostly torture. I say mostly because of one person in particular. She's been just about the only person who's been there for me since I first laid eyes on her. As I ponder this very lovely person, my thoughts are drawn back to reality.
"Uhhh, hey Pomni? Earth to Pomni, wake upp."
I heard snapping but didn't see the hand until I started actually using my eyes. A purple lanky arm was dangling in front of me.
"Jax, I swear if you don't get your filthy paws away from me-" I admit, although I was already having a bad and the fact that Jax is just so annoying, I felt a bit bad. Not much at least.

As soon as Jax was about to make a comeback, he immediately stopped as a soft felt hand tapped him, so gentle yet conveys such a strong command. Jax turned around started stuttering and coming up with lame and/or dumb excuses all the while being stared down by an angry half lidded eye. And a button.
"I'm not gonna sit here and listen to why you feel the need to bother Pomni, just leave her alone."
I sort of got chills with that last bit. How she said it was so scarily different from her usual cheery voice.
Jax decided to go take a swing at Zooble, which will result in catastrophe, yayy.
I look up at the tall doll. She smiled.
"Good morning, Ragatha. Thanks for, you know, that." I said that rather awkwardly, as I still wasn't entirely sure what had happened. I was more intrigued by how her red head of yarn looks a bit messier than usual. So cute..
"Ha, no problem Poms. Hey, are you going on the adventure today?" She shuffled her hands around and looked down. I had thought about going, but seeing as how she looked like she maybe wanted to hang out, I decided pretty quickly.
"Yeah, no. Are you going?" Her eyes caught mine, and I froze.
"No. And I was wondering if you wanted to do something today. We could just, talk or something simple." She seemed nervous, so I gave her a reassuring smile. "I would love to."
She returned my grin, wide and proud. "Okay, meet me here after everyone's gone off with Caine on the adventure." I nodded, and she was off. I give out a loving sigh.

Ragatha
My room is fairly tidy and rather adorable. It's the kind of room you'd see in an old Disney movie, the kind a little girl would dream of having. Needless to say, it's comfortable. The colorful stitched patterns and shapes always made me feel safe. I always had plenty of stuffed animals to snuggle with at night when I get stressed out. And, probably my favorite part, a record player. My favorite place to be... is a horrible death trap today.
It's no secret that Pomni and I have gotten close. And I've loved it. But I can't help but feel all that pressure on me again. To be happy, to be there for everyone. For Pomni..
I hate how much I've come to care for her. I shake my blush away and look around the room. It's such a mess, and when it's a mess, I am.
I walk around and start straightening things up, in hopes it'd make me feel better. It did not, but what I found in my things might. It's a horrible thought I just had, but I was going to try it anyway.
I looked at the object in my stuffed hand. A seam ripper. I don't know why my frazzled brain had this idea but my hand moved faster. I brought it to my soft fabric and carefully sliced. I could feel all of it, as if I were a human. It made me feel horrible in every way, but also alive. Like really alive. Why would I be able to cut myself in a video game and feel it? What kind of sick twisted world am I in?
I let out a small sigh of relief which felt held back for so long. As I sink to the ground, I feel the guilt settle in. But all I can do now is rip my skin open, hoping for the satisfaction it might give. I did not find it. Desperate, I started digging deeper and deeper into my stuffing. In pain and agony, I tear out the majority of my arm. I gasp for breath, looking at what I've done. Imagining a human body, with blood and guts, I start crying. Holding my head, I bent over and just sobbed.
The record in the background sang out sweetly:

"Raggedy Ann, I love you. My little Raggedy Ann~"

This added to my manic state. Is this because I want to be loved? My stupid existence here has to be like this? A million thoughts swallowed me because I didn't even realize someone had knocked at the door. Still trying to find my way out of the strange fog my mind had gotten into, there was a familiar muffled voice. When I fully realized where I am, the voice said, "Ragatha? Are you okay?"
With my insides strewn across the floor, I could only whimper out, "Please help." The door flew open, and when Pomni took a look she immediately ran to me, tearing up and asking if I'm okay. I couldn't say a thing, I only dropped the tool that started all this and let her carefully collect my stuffing. She retrieved some thread and a needle so that she could get to work fixing me. It was the most uncomfortable silence I've ever had, she only spoke when she was making sure she wasn't hurting me. I couldn't have cared less about the pain, but I was glad she cared. I'm so lucky to have her.
"I'm sorry for this, Pomni." The dullest words, yet painful to say. She looked at me as she finished the last stitch on my poor appendage. "Why are you sorry? I'm just so glad you're okay and that I was able to take care of you." God, she's amazing.
"If you don't mind me asking, why'd you do it?" She inquired rather innocently. I suddenly felt tired, so I laid down and hugged one of my favorite stuffies. "Cause I'm just a doll. I don't know how to explain all of it, but it was just so easy and kinda satisfying. In the moment I felt like a kid carelessly torturing a toy, hoping it might feel pain. The pain gave no comfort. But I got carried away and had to get you involved." I sadly curled up, full of shame for the very honest explanation Im trying to give.

Pomni scooted over and held me. "Well, if it helps, I think you're a lovely dolly." I looked back at her and could only smile. I smiled with all the warmth in my heart. "You're so cute, Poms." She blushed softly, holding onto me like I was about to let go.

[A/N- I don't really know what to say about this one so have a good night yall]
~1296 wrds~