[right][h2]Jay’s Catharsis[/h2]
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Jay nodded at each introduction with some variation of ‘Hey’ or ‘Nice to meet you’ for those who offered names. For those who didn’t, just a dip of the head. It wasn’t much, but hopefully it counted for something.

“Did you come here of your own volition, Jay?” asked Silver Blade, whose name and look both belonged on a comic book splash page.

One of Jay’s eyebrows did the facial equivalent of a question mark. It was like asking someone at the dentist if they wanted to be there. Nobody [i]wanted[/i] to be at the dentist. You just... went. Before things got worse.

“Didn’t we all?” They shrugged. “I mean, I guess some people might be here because someone recommended it, but I’m pretty sure it’s against policy to force you here. Defeats the whole purpose.”

With a flick of their hand, Κάθαρσις’s front page shimmered into existence. They scrolled down, past the welcome banner, past the decorative flourishes, until they found what they were looking for. A tap, a pinch, a zoom.

[center][color=95a5a6][i]This place exists outside of time and space. It appears when you need it, and it appears differently to everyone.[/i][/color][/center]
Another scroll. Another pinch-zoom.

[center][color=8e44ad][b]This is a place to unburden yourself.[/b][/color][/center]
“As long as we don’t dox anyone,” Jay continued, “we can pretty much vent as long as we want. About whatever we want.”

The words came out easy. Confident, even.

For about three seconds.

Then Jay looked back at the page. Read it again. And again. The letters hadn’t changed, but they were less certain now.

Their gaze slid toward the Moderator. “At least… That’s how I understand it.” Or had they misunderstood the ‘obvious’ again?