Gooseworks Stories

A Tin Soldier, a rag doll, a jester, a rabbit, a piece of ribbon, a chess piece, and a whatever Zooble is all walk into a circus tent. It sounds like the start of a bad joke doesn't it? Well, it's not a joke. It's your life inside the "Amazing Digital Circus". Caine willing, you all don't lose your minds.

I'm gonna act like episode 7 doesn't exist. Pomni and the others allready gave up trying to escape and lived their lives the best they could in this wacky place. Someday however something changes... Someone appeared in the circus but unfortunetly it caused an error... Where will this story go? How will it end? Hopefully I'll write a whole story becouse I have everything planed. So if youre a tadc fan like me and you want some fiction to read, look at my story and dont be shy and drop a comment after a chapter so I'll know you liked it! Also you can coment your ideas and if I'll like them, Ima add them.

⚠️TW: swearing⚠️ I won't be putting any really mature (example: bed room activities iykyk or describing character/s being nude) content in this fanfic. That is not what I do. Some of this is written before episode 9 has released on yt and will not follow what is said (lore wised) in episode 9. DISCLAIMER: I do not own nor work in the creation of the amazing digital circus this is just a fan made project made by just me

Two things. 1: sorry if their personalities are WAY off! And 2: this takes place before Pomni shows up.

TADC oneshots & scenarios <3 (NO SMUT) the old chapters are ass im so sorry might delete them

"Say something!" he cried, slamming my head into the wall behind, an awful cracking sound ringing in my ears. Slowly, blinking away wet tears, I raised a finger to the area where my eyebrows would be, feeling a distinct gap in my primarily smooth skin. I followed the crack blindly, across my eye into the middle of my cheek. Another one. Jax's eyes could do nothing else but follow my finger, forced to realise what he had done, his black eyes shrinking to small dots as he let go of my neck. "I-" he began, waiting for something. Like I was going to hit him or run or say something, but he cut himself off when he realised it was him who was left speechless. I didn't make any noticeable movement. I didn't really know what to do. I just... stood there. "Caine can probably fix you," he offered quietly. I just blinked, my long black horse-hair eyelashes fluttering against the white fragility of my porcelain skin. Neither of us believed that statement, evident in the litter of other cracks and imperfections I had first arrived with. "And who will fix you?" I heard a quiet voice whisper. We both stood there in shock - had I... said that out loud? He stepped back in confusion as he realised the source. It was a voice I had never heard out loud before before and yet felt familiar all the same. "You-" he began. I just stepped backwards, disappearing back into the safety of the darkness, leaving Jax alone in the room once more as I battled with that one eerie fact. I had just spoken to him.