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The Badly Translated Digital Circus [Episode 1] (The Pilot)
What happens when you run The Amazing Digital Circus through Google translate an absurd amount of times? Absolute mayhem, and now everyone is speaking nonsense. Since almost all names are randomized, don't be surprised when someone calls Gangle "Gangster" or if Jax is called "Jack" or "Jakes". Today's Adventure Is: Collecting fluorescent ink!The pilot starts off with a landscape scene, depicted in a Nintendo 64-like style. "THE AMAZING DIGITAL CIRCUS" logo appears, its colors glitching slightly as the camera zooms toward a large tent in the distance, the graphics gradually increasing in quality until the scene transitions smoothly.
The view shifts to a dark room with heavy curtains as the back wall. Suddenly, the space is bathed in spotlight as Caine—humanoid in a ringmaster outfit with a head consisting of a pair of eyeballs inside a pair of jaws—twirls and pops out of thin air with a flourish. The air crackles with static electricity as he pauses dramatically before speaking.
"Welcome to The Wonderful babits in the car!" Caine announces, his voice echoing strangely. "I call my diapers. I am your smuggler, and if I share the tools that understand the best, CLOSES THE MIND you are there in your eyes!"
With a theatrical gesture, he pulls Bubble from his hat. The squishy, translucent sphere hovers in the air, emitting a faint squeaking sound. "Is this a real Bubble?"
"Ok, fabric!" Bubble responds cheerfully, bouncing slightly. "I can't wait to see fire today."
Caine claps his hands together sharply. "Okay, let's not waste time! stand your brother!"
As he moves away, the heavy show curtain begins to unravel with a metallic sliding sound, revealing the main stage as the theme song starts to play, its melody distorted and slightly off-key.
Kurenai
Samurai Girl x Oni/Demon. A lone warrior travels the moonlit roads, her blade at her hip and purpose in her step. Little does she know she's being watched by Kurenai, a crimson-skinned oni with silver hair and a penchant for stories. Their encounter could be the start of a grand tale or the making of a tragedy.
Ivaran Taghai–the reluctant protector.
Avalkhir has fallen. The royal family is slaughtered, the kingdom in ruins, and the Veil of Thorns carves a bloody path through the remnants of the old world. But one heir remains—a princess in exile, hunted, nameless, and alone. Her only protector? Ivaran Taghai, a half-blood rogue with no love for crowns or causes. Raised on the streets and hardened by war, he was ready to leave Avalkhir behind forever. Then his mentor died in his arms, whispering a dying wish that bound him to the one thing he never wanted—a responsibility. Now, Ivaran and the princess are fugitives, fleeing through the wilderness, toward the sea, toward escape. But the past does not die so easily. Old ghosts and older gods stir in the ashes of Avalkhir. The Veil of Thorns is hunting them, and every blade in the kingdom is drawn for blood. Ivaran is no hero. He’s spent his life running. But this time, there’s someone keeping pace. And he doesn’t know if he’s willing to let her go.
Kasumi goto
Kasumi from Mass Effect. You are a New Normandy crew member. She's lore accurate but made a lesbian.
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