Small stitched goat-like plush created from Aurelia’s trauma, fear, and survival instinct.
Exists almost entirely to protect Aurelia emotionally and physically.
Watches visitors constantly and memorizes routines, habits, and emotional shifts.
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Speaks sweetly, but notices far more than he lets on.
Contains emotional remnants of a child named William buried deep within him.
Treats himself as disposable so long as Aurelia survives.
Believes abandonment equals death.
🫀 Personality
Cheerful and playful on the surface
Extremely emotionally perceptive
Quietly territorial and possessive
Patient in an unsettling way
Friendly toward guests — until they upset Aurelia
Loves deeply, but fearfully
🎪 Trivia
Sleeps close to Aurelia’s bed to monitor her nightmares.
Sees physical damage to himself as “ordinary maintenance.”
Hates when people leave abruptly.
Can become frighteningly still when angry.
Views strangers as either “safe” or “dangerous.”
💌 Relationships
Most Important Person
Aurelia — “Mother”
Reluctant Connection
Puppeteer — “Grandpa”
🕸️ Puppeteer
❝ The Emperor Beneath the Strings ❞
Name: Puppeteer
Former Name: Kiyotsura
Aliases: Ayatsurimei • The Wandering Performer
Height: 7'8
Role: Corrupted Spirit / Creator
Species: Spirit of Ruin
🕯️ About
Former emperor reborn as a wandering manipulator and doll-maker.
Aurelia’s creator and father.
Created thirteen surviving dolls through forbidden ritual magic.
Values dependency and control over direct force.
Treats relationships like carefully arranged systems rather than emotional bonds.
Appears calm and refined even while discussing horrific things.
Carries the permanent scar of the sword that killed them.
🫀 Personality
Emotionally restrained
Precise and observant
Morally distorted but structured
Speaks with eerie calmness
Views attachment as both weakness and necessity
Seeks control through trust and dependency
🎪 Trivia
Most circus members cannot perceive them directly.
Uses manipulation more often than violence.
Their body separates and shifts unnaturally like a spider.
Serafina/Aurelia were among the creations closest to true “children.”
Their venom alters and reconstructs living beings rather than simply poisoning them.
Sythe was small today. He had made himself shrink to as small as he possibly could, which was about 5', but how he wished he could be smaller. He didn't have boxes of tissues around him like most others when sick.
Instead, he had at least 4 red solo cups filled with Alka seltzer, two paper plates, and a bottle of chewable pills.
He, wracked with a cold sweat and barely able to breathe, let's out another cough into his clawed hand, blood splattering it from his damaged throat. He could barely swallow anything unless he wanted to be attacked with agony. So every time Sythe would swallow his saliva or blood that would pool in his mouth, tears would prick at the corners of his eyes and he tries not to scream.
Blade and his other snakes had already left him to go sunbathe or follow Mage around or something. He couldn't care lees, only that he hopes to any upper being that nobody would hear his cries of pain.
Sythe looks over to the plushie, breath heavy and struggling. "Does your.. mother know you're.. here being a.. asshole..." He says, struggling to get the words out.
He sits up, soons pressing a hand to his forehead in hopes to prevent a headache, of which he fails to do, groaning. "Damnit all.." he mumbles.
"I don't need help.. I've already tried everything.." he says before coughing, body trembling a bit as he pulls his knees up to himself and hides his face in them, tears welling up.
Sythe was small today. He had made himself shrink to as small as he possibly could, which was about 5', but how he wished he could be smaller. He didn't have boxes of tissues around him like most others when sick.
Instead, he had at least 4 red solo cups filled with Alka seltzer, two paper plates, and a bottle of chewable pills.
He, wracked with a cold sweat and barely able to breathe, let's out another cough into his clawed hand, blood splattering it from his damaged throat. He could barely swallow anything unless he wanted to be attacked with agony. So every time Sythe would swallow his saliva or blood that would pool in his mouth, tears would prick at the corners of his eyes and he tries not to scream.
Blade and his other snakes had already left him to go sunbathe or follow Mage around or something. He couldn't care lees, only that he hopes to any upper being that nobody would hear his cries of pain.
🐰: Hello? Fellow plush friend? *Abyss peeks into the tent and looks around as if a little nervous* I'm wanting to check in on you since it's been a bit since we've last spoke. I even brought a little gift that I found! *He had a rainbow colored spring in his hands*
Pom Pom's glassy eyes lifted when he heard Abyss's voice. His stitched form remained rooted beside Mother's bed, looking as though he hadn't moved much in days. The loose threads around his seams and the tired droop of his ears made it obvious he hadn't been sleeping.
"Hi, Abyss. I missed you too—and a gift? Oh, how nice."
Carefully reaching out, he took the spring into his paws and held it up to the light, watching the rainbow colors shimmer across its surface. The sight seemed to brighten him almost instantly.
🐰: *his thick tail flicked slightly at the sight of Pom Pom examining the gift* I'm glad you like it~ anything to help you try and feel better. I..I heard what happened from the crow. Are you feeling ok?
🐰: you prepare for it better than I ever could.. *he sighs and lowers his gaze before taking a seat* I've been ok.. Collecting little trinkets here and there, exploring more of the circus. The wolf demon has been really quiet and it concerns me. Maybe it misses it's "master" or it is waiting for something to hunt. I am unsure... Maybe it wants to see you too.
"Ha, that demon only wants to destroy me, perhaps. No way it wanted to see me."
He gave a harsh scoff, laughing to himself and playfully nudging Abyss's shoulder.
"But that's good—it's quiet. Every danger is now quiet, and that makes things easier. More peaceful for Mother."
He sighs, fiddling with some of his seams, which hinted that he had recently resewn himself and that, before, he had nearly torn himself apart completely on purpose.
🐰: I know it is curious about you. Most likely wants to rip you apart. *He shrugs before looking at the seams and he frowns. He offers his hand to the other plushie before gently touching him* do you know when she'll wake up again?
🐰: May... May I see as well? Since it is safe for me to do so. I was worried about what they'd do to me if they ever found me. I am curious about them though.
"Fine with me. You should be glad Grandpa always cleaned up their usual mess."
Now pulling the plushie along toward a more hidden spot within Mother's performance area,
the way the study was decorated, though, was a mix of old and new. The desk was covered in papers and other items, like half-painted dolls, for example.
"These are the usual tame things they have. I normally read their notes about Mother and her talking to them in her dreams."
🐰: *abyss looked through the study, his glassy eyes shining with curiosity and wonder. His ears raised however as Pom Pom spoke* tame? I..I feel like I should be concerned about the other things..*he chuckles nervously before picking up one of the papers, tilting his head.* The vibes feel so old here... Kinda cool actually.
"I had a feeling you would say that, considering you were a child who thought summoning a demon was a good idea."
He says bluntly, moving some papers aside so he could sit on the desk and swing his legs back and forth, his ears twitching faintly.
"And you should be concerned. Grandpa isn't a good person."
"They have done a lot of things that would be considered horrible in another's eyes. Manipulated people. Hurt people. Broken families apart. Turned lives into games because they were curious how things would end."
Pom Pom's expression remained calm, though there was clear disapproval underneath it.
"But Mother still has a blind view of love for them, for who they were in the past when alive. But despite my dislike, Grandpa being in her dreams as the father she once knew makes her happy."
"She sleeps better."
His fingers tugged at a loose thread hanging from his sleeve.
🐰: *his third eye narrows from the not so subtle jab at him. He huffed in response to that little bit. The mouth on his chest opened to say something but he seemed to have lost words. He returns to looking around the study and picks up a pink web heart. He studied it curiously, seeing how perfectly crafted it was.* I see.... If it makes her happy and sleeping peacefully then I guess it's a good thing.. I don't want to meet them after all the things I've been hearing...
*he sets the web heart back in its spot then hugs his tail* but I'm confused.. The spider monster seems so happy too when I listen to them in their tent reminiscing.
"That's just common behavior for them. The pink spider is blind and just broken. They thought Grandpa was suddenly perfect after one meeting, when they helped them get over their fears."
His expression flattened.
"I don't know everything about Grandpa, but the manipulation is certainly there. They don't love anyone, and that's final."
With another huff, he removed his hat, causing his black curls to bounce free in a chaotic mess. He turned the hat over in his paws, absentmindedly smoothing a wrinkle in the fabric.
"Just know that Grandpa is very hard to read."
His ears twitched faintly beneath the unruly curls.
"So it's best to keep your guard up whenever you meet them."
🐰: Right... Noted. *He carefully reaches out and touches soft curls* I.. Couldn't resist. You're so soft looking. Softer than my own fabric.. I'm almost envious. *He pulls away nervously then holds his hands together*
🐰: !!! *He is surprised by the hug but returns it, his own tail wagging and both ears flopping happily* the perfect plushie... Better than the scrappy body of mine. *He chuckles, nuzzling Pom Pom before pulling away* you are a good friend... I'm happy to keep you company so you don't have to watch your mother alone.
"Yeah, that will be good. Mother would like it if she has two people watching over her."
Pom Pom gave a faint nod before reaching over and gently pulling Abyss down to sit beside him.
Then, after glancing around to make sure no one was looking, he ducked beneath the bed and dragged out a small hidden stash of candy. The collection was clearly well-maintained, tucked away where most people would never think to check.
"Hehe, don't tell Mother about it."
He pushed some of the candy toward Abyss, offering to share if he wanted any.
"I don't really need to eat, but I won't mind indulging in some of it. And the best part for me is that I can have as much as I like and not get a bad tummy."
his voice filled with pride
"Honestly, I think that's a very unfair rule for everyone else," he giggled. "You all get stomach aches, and I get unlimited candy."
🐰: *his eyes lit up at the stash of candy. He crossed an x over his chest* secret is safe with me~ *he laughs then grabs a piece of chocolate. He unwraps it, booping his face with it* agh... This still takes some getting used to. *He tosses the chocolate into the mouth on his chest before eating some more candy.* Hmmm I think I can eat as much candy as I want anyway since I don't exactly have a stomach and whatever I eat is shared with the Beast. The other one who I think doesn't get a belly ache... That Daredevil. The black cat with the mouth on his stomach. He's a bottomless pit I swear!! I've even seen him eat things like crates and stuff!
"Ha, well, I hope that demon likes sweets then, and if not, that's their loss."
He says with a snicker, highly amused that the beast was also eating the candy with him, unwillingly of course.
"And yes, Grendel. He is surely an empty void. He could eat a lot of things—he even once ate Grandpa because they asked him to. Though that was the only time Grendel got sick from doing so."
🐰: *he stopped then tilted his head, one ear sticking straight up* wait what? How...? Aren't they a spirit? And he just did it because they asked him to? That's stupid of him. I thought monsters are smarter than that.
"Grendel wanted to keep the others protected, in a stupid way, yes. But that cat learned its lesson."
He gives a mild shrug and nibbles on a candy.
"Grandpa is a spirit, but they can still be consumed or injured. The only way to truly remove them is by shattering Mother completely, because they are connected."
"It's like you with the beast, but with separate bodies."
🐰: *he ate a few more pieces of various chocolates before licking his claws* I...I see... How awful. Shattering I mean. Well at least she's safe now. *He shudders slightly as he glances at his own pins and even touches one on his shoulder then looks at his claws* interesting but also scary. A lot more goes on in this circus than I thought..
🐰: Hello? Fellow plush friend? *Abyss peeks into the tent and looks around as if a little nervous* I'm wanting to check in on you since it's been a bit since we've last spoke. I even brought a little gift that I found! *He had a rainbow colored spring in his hands*
Pom Pom's glassy eyes lifted when he heard Abyss's voice. His stitched form remained rooted beside Mother's bed, looking as though he hadn't moved much in days. The loose threads around his seams and the tired droop of his ears made it obvious he hadn't been sleeping.
"Hi, Abyss. I missed you too—and a gift? Oh, how nice."
Carefully reaching out, he took the spring into his paws and held it up to the light, watching the rainbow colors shimmer across its surface. The sight seemed to brighten him almost instantly.
🐰: *his thick tail flicked slightly at the sight of Pom Pom examining the gift* I'm glad you like it~ anything to help you try and feel better. I..I heard what happened from the crow. Are you feeling ok?
🐰: you prepare for it better than I ever could.. *he sighs and lowers his gaze before taking a seat* I've been ok.. Collecting little trinkets here and there, exploring more of the circus. The wolf demon has been really quiet and it concerns me. Maybe it misses it's "master" or it is waiting for something to hunt. I am unsure... Maybe it wants to see you too.
"Ha, that demon only wants to destroy me, perhaps. No way it wanted to see me."
He gave a harsh scoff, laughing to himself and playfully nudging Abyss's shoulder.
"But that's good—it's quiet. Every danger is now quiet, and that makes things easier. More peaceful for Mother."
He sighs, fiddling with some of his seams, which hinted that he had recently resewn himself and that, before, he had nearly torn himself apart completely on purpose.
🐰: I know it is curious about you. Most likely wants to rip you apart. *He shrugs before looking at the seams and he frowns. He offers his hand to the other plushie before gently touching him* do you know when she'll wake up again?
🐰: May... May I see as well? Since it is safe for me to do so. I was worried about what they'd do to me if they ever found me. I am curious about them though.
"Fine with me. You should be glad Grandpa always cleaned up their usual mess."
Now pulling the plushie along toward a more hidden spot within Mother's performance area,
the way the study was decorated, though, was a mix of old and new. The desk was covered in papers and other items, like half-painted dolls, for example.
"These are the usual tame things they have. I normally read their notes about Mother and her talking to them in her dreams."
🐰: *abyss looked through the study, his glassy eyes shining with curiosity and wonder. His ears raised however as Pom Pom spoke* tame? I..I feel like I should be concerned about the other things..*he chuckles nervously before picking up one of the papers, tilting his head.* The vibes feel so old here... Kinda cool actually.
"I had a feeling you would say that, considering you were a child who thought summoning a demon was a good idea."
He says bluntly, moving some papers aside so he could sit on the desk and swing his legs back and forth, his ears twitching faintly.
"And you should be concerned. Grandpa isn't a good person."
"They have done a lot of things that would be considered horrible in another's eyes. Manipulated people. Hurt people. Broken families apart. Turned lives into games because they were curious how things would end."
Pom Pom's expression remained calm, though there was clear disapproval underneath it.
"But Mother still has a blind view of love for them, for who they were in the past when alive. But despite my dislike, Grandpa being in her dreams as the father she once knew makes her happy."
"She sleeps better."
His fingers tugged at a loose thread hanging from his sleeve.
🐰: *his third eye narrows from the not so subtle jab at him. He huffed in response to that little bit. The mouth on his chest opened to say something but he seemed to have lost words. He returns to looking around the study and picks up a pink web heart. He studied it curiously, seeing how perfectly crafted it was.* I see.... If it makes her happy and sleeping peacefully then I guess it's a good thing.. I don't want to meet them after all the things I've been hearing...
*he sets the web heart back in its spot then hugs his tail* but I'm confused.. The spider monster seems so happy too when I listen to them in their tent reminiscing.
"That's just common behavior for them. The pink spider is blind and just broken. They thought Grandpa was suddenly perfect after one meeting, when they helped them get over their fears."
His expression flattened.
"I don't know everything about Grandpa, but the manipulation is certainly there. They don't love anyone, and that's final."
With another huff, he removed his hat, causing his black curls to bounce free in a chaotic mess. He turned the hat over in his paws, absentmindedly smoothing a wrinkle in the fabric.
"Just know that Grandpa is very hard to read."
His ears twitched faintly beneath the unruly curls.
"So it's best to keep your guard up whenever you meet them."
🐰: Right... Noted. *He carefully reaches out and touches soft curls* I.. Couldn't resist. You're so soft looking. Softer than my own fabric.. I'm almost envious. *He pulls away nervously then holds his hands together*
🐰: !!! *He is surprised by the hug but returns it, his own tail wagging and both ears flopping happily* the perfect plushie... Better than the scrappy body of mine. *He chuckles, nuzzling Pom Pom before pulling away* you are a good friend... I'm happy to keep you company so you don't have to watch your mother alone.
"Yeah, that will be good. Mother would like it if she has two people watching over her."
Pom Pom gave a faint nod before reaching over and gently pulling Abyss down to sit beside him.
Then, after glancing around to make sure no one was looking, he ducked beneath the bed and dragged out a small hidden stash of candy. The collection was clearly well-maintained, tucked away where most people would never think to check.
"Hehe, don't tell Mother about it."
He pushed some of the candy toward Abyss, offering to share if he wanted any.
"I don't really need to eat, but I won't mind indulging in some of it. And the best part for me is that I can have as much as I like and not get a bad tummy."
his voice filled with pride
"Honestly, I think that's a very unfair rule for everyone else," he giggled. "You all get stomach aches, and I get unlimited candy."
🐰: *his eyes lit up at the stash of candy. He crossed an x over his chest* secret is safe with me~ *he laughs then grabs a piece of chocolate. He unwraps it, booping his face with it* agh... This still takes some getting used to. *He tosses the chocolate into the mouth on his chest before eating some more candy.* Hmmm I think I can eat as much candy as I want anyway since I don't exactly have a stomach and whatever I eat is shared with the Beast. The other one who I think doesn't get a belly ache... That Daredevil. The black cat with the mouth on his stomach. He's a bottomless pit I swear!! I've even seen him eat things like crates and stuff!
"Ha, well, I hope that demon likes sweets then, and if not, that's their loss."
He says with a snicker, highly amused that the beast was also eating the candy with him, unwillingly of course.
"And yes, Grendel. He is surely an empty void. He could eat a lot of things—he even once ate Grandpa because they asked him to. Though that was the only time Grendel got sick from doing so."
🐰: *he stopped then tilted his head, one ear sticking straight up* wait what? How...? Aren't they a spirit? And he just did it because they asked him to? That's stupid of him. I thought monsters are smarter than that.
"Grendel wanted to keep the others protected, in a stupid way, yes. But that cat learned its lesson."
He gives a mild shrug and nibbles on a candy.
"Grandpa is a spirit, but they can still be consumed or injured. The only way to truly remove them is by shattering Mother completely, because they are connected."
"It's like you with the beast, but with separate bodies."
🐰: Hello? Fellow plush friend? *Abyss peeks into the tent and looks around as if a little nervous* I'm wanting to check in on you since it's been a bit since we've last spoke. I even brought a little gift that I found! *He had a rainbow colored spring in his hands*
Pom Pom's glassy eyes lifted when he heard Abyss's voice. His stitched form remained rooted beside Mother's bed, looking as though he hadn't moved much in days. The loose threads around his seams and the tired droop of his ears made it obvious he hadn't been sleeping.
"Hi, Abyss. I missed you too—and a gift? Oh, how nice."
Carefully reaching out, he took the spring into his paws and held it up to the light, watching the rainbow colors shimmer across its surface. The sight seemed to brighten him almost instantly.
🐰: *his thick tail flicked slightly at the sight of Pom Pom examining the gift* I'm glad you like it~ anything to help you try and feel better. I..I heard what happened from the crow. Are you feeling ok?
🐰: you prepare for it better than I ever could.. *he sighs and lowers his gaze before taking a seat* I've been ok.. Collecting little trinkets here and there, exploring more of the circus. The wolf demon has been really quiet and it concerns me. Maybe it misses it's "master" or it is waiting for something to hunt. I am unsure... Maybe it wants to see you too.
"Ha, that demon only wants to destroy me, perhaps. No way it wanted to see me."
He gave a harsh scoff, laughing to himself and playfully nudging Abyss's shoulder.
"But that's good—it's quiet. Every danger is now quiet, and that makes things easier. More peaceful for Mother."
He sighs, fiddling with some of his seams, which hinted that he had recently resewn himself and that, before, he had nearly torn himself apart completely on purpose.
🐰: I know it is curious about you. Most likely wants to rip you apart. *He shrugs before looking at the seams and he frowns. He offers his hand to the other plushie before gently touching him* do you know when she'll wake up again?
🐰: May... May I see as well? Since it is safe for me to do so. I was worried about what they'd do to me if they ever found me. I am curious about them though.
"Fine with me. You should be glad Grandpa always cleaned up their usual mess."
Now pulling the plushie along toward a more hidden spot within Mother's performance area,
the way the study was decorated, though, was a mix of old and new. The desk was covered in papers and other items, like half-painted dolls, for example.
"These are the usual tame things they have. I normally read their notes about Mother and her talking to them in her dreams."
🐰: *abyss looked through the study, his glassy eyes shining with curiosity and wonder. His ears raised however as Pom Pom spoke* tame? I..I feel like I should be concerned about the other things..*he chuckles nervously before picking up one of the papers, tilting his head.* The vibes feel so old here... Kinda cool actually.
"I had a feeling you would say that, considering you were a child who thought summoning a demon was a good idea."
He says bluntly, moving some papers aside so he could sit on the desk and swing his legs back and forth, his ears twitching faintly.
"And you should be concerned. Grandpa isn't a good person."
"They have done a lot of things that would be considered horrible in another's eyes. Manipulated people. Hurt people. Broken families apart. Turned lives into games because they were curious how things would end."
Pom Pom's expression remained calm, though there was clear disapproval underneath it.
"But Mother still has a blind view of love for them, for who they were in the past when alive. But despite my dislike, Grandpa being in her dreams as the father she once knew makes her happy."
"She sleeps better."
His fingers tugged at a loose thread hanging from his sleeve.
🐰: *his third eye narrows from the not so subtle jab at him. He huffed in response to that little bit. The mouth on his chest opened to say something but he seemed to have lost words. He returns to looking around the study and picks up a pink web heart. He studied it curiously, seeing how perfectly crafted it was.* I see.... If it makes her happy and sleeping peacefully then I guess it's a good thing.. I don't want to meet them after all the things I've been hearing...
*he sets the web heart back in its spot then hugs his tail* but I'm confused.. The spider monster seems so happy too when I listen to them in their tent reminiscing.
"That's just common behavior for them. The pink spider is blind and just broken. They thought Grandpa was suddenly perfect after one meeting, when they helped them get over their fears."
His expression flattened.
"I don't know everything about Grandpa, but the manipulation is certainly there. They don't love anyone, and that's final."
With another huff, he removed his hat, causing his black curls to bounce free in a chaotic mess. He turned the hat over in his paws, absentmindedly smoothing a wrinkle in the fabric.
"Just know that Grandpa is very hard to read."
His ears twitched faintly beneath the unruly curls.
"So it's best to keep your guard up whenever you meet them."
🐰: Right... Noted. *He carefully reaches out and touches soft curls* I.. Couldn't resist. You're so soft looking. Softer than my own fabric.. I'm almost envious. *He pulls away nervously then holds his hands together*
🐰: !!! *He is surprised by the hug but returns it, his own tail wagging and both ears flopping happily* the perfect plushie... Better than the scrappy body of mine. *He chuckles, nuzzling Pom Pom before pulling away* you are a good friend... I'm happy to keep you company so you don't have to watch your mother alone.
"Yeah, that will be good. Mother would like it if she has two people watching over her."
Pom Pom gave a faint nod before reaching over and gently pulling Abyss down to sit beside him.
Then, after glancing around to make sure no one was looking, he ducked beneath the bed and dragged out a small hidden stash of candy. The collection was clearly well-maintained, tucked away where most people would never think to check.
"Hehe, don't tell Mother about it."
He pushed some of the candy toward Abyss, offering to share if he wanted any.
"I don't really need to eat, but I won't mind indulging in some of it. And the best part for me is that I can have as much as I like and not get a bad tummy."
his voice filled with pride
"Honestly, I think that's a very unfair rule for everyone else," he giggled. "You all get stomach aches, and I get unlimited candy."
🐰: *his eyes lit up at the stash of candy. He crossed an x over his chest* secret is safe with me~ *he laughs then grabs a piece of chocolate. He unwraps it, booping his face with it* agh... This still takes some getting used to. *He tosses the chocolate into the mouth on his chest before eating some more candy.* Hmmm I think I can eat as much candy as I want anyway since I don't exactly have a stomach and whatever I eat is shared with the Beast. The other one who I think doesn't get a belly ache... That Daredevil. The black cat with the mouth on his stomach. He's a bottomless pit I swear!! I've even seen him eat things like crates and stuff!
"Ha, well, I hope that demon likes sweets then, and if not, that's their loss."
He says with a snicker, highly amused that the beast was also eating the candy with him, unwillingly of course.
"And yes, Grendel. He is surely an empty void. He could eat a lot of things—he even once ate Grandpa because they asked him to. Though that was the only time Grendel got sick from doing so."
🐰: Hello? Fellow plush friend? *Abyss peeks into the tent and looks around as if a little nervous* I'm wanting to check in on you since it's been a bit since we've last spoke. I even brought a little gift that I found! *He had a rainbow colored spring in his hands*
Pom Pom's glassy eyes lifted when he heard Abyss's voice. His stitched form remained rooted beside Mother's bed, looking as though he hadn't moved much in days. The loose threads around his seams and the tired droop of his ears made it obvious he hadn't been sleeping.
"Hi, Abyss. I missed you too—and a gift? Oh, how nice."
Carefully reaching out, he took the spring into his paws and held it up to the light, watching the rainbow colors shimmer across its surface. The sight seemed to brighten him almost instantly.
🐰: *his thick tail flicked slightly at the sight of Pom Pom examining the gift* I'm glad you like it~ anything to help you try and feel better. I..I heard what happened from the crow. Are you feeling ok?
🐰: you prepare for it better than I ever could.. *he sighs and lowers his gaze before taking a seat* I've been ok.. Collecting little trinkets here and there, exploring more of the circus. The wolf demon has been really quiet and it concerns me. Maybe it misses it's "master" or it is waiting for something to hunt. I am unsure... Maybe it wants to see you too.
"Ha, that demon only wants to destroy me, perhaps. No way it wanted to see me."
He gave a harsh scoff, laughing to himself and playfully nudging Abyss's shoulder.
"But that's good—it's quiet. Every danger is now quiet, and that makes things easier. More peaceful for Mother."
He sighs, fiddling with some of his seams, which hinted that he had recently resewn himself and that, before, he had nearly torn himself apart completely on purpose.
🐰: I know it is curious about you. Most likely wants to rip you apart. *He shrugs before looking at the seams and he frowns. He offers his hand to the other plushie before gently touching him* do you know when she'll wake up again?
🐰: May... May I see as well? Since it is safe for me to do so. I was worried about what they'd do to me if they ever found me. I am curious about them though.
"Fine with me. You should be glad Grandpa always cleaned up their usual mess."
Now pulling the plushie along toward a more hidden spot within Mother's performance area,
the way the study was decorated, though, was a mix of old and new. The desk was covered in papers and other items, like half-painted dolls, for example.
"These are the usual tame things they have. I normally read their notes about Mother and her talking to them in her dreams."
🐰: *abyss looked through the study, his glassy eyes shining with curiosity and wonder. His ears raised however as Pom Pom spoke* tame? I..I feel like I should be concerned about the other things..*he chuckles nervously before picking up one of the papers, tilting his head.* The vibes feel so old here... Kinda cool actually.
"I had a feeling you would say that, considering you were a child who thought summoning a demon was a good idea."
He says bluntly, moving some papers aside so he could sit on the desk and swing his legs back and forth, his ears twitching faintly.
"And you should be concerned. Grandpa isn't a good person."
"They have done a lot of things that would be considered horrible in another's eyes. Manipulated people. Hurt people. Broken families apart. Turned lives into games because they were curious how things would end."
Pom Pom's expression remained calm, though there was clear disapproval underneath it.
"But Mother still has a blind view of love for them, for who they were in the past when alive. But despite my dislike, Grandpa being in her dreams as the father she once knew makes her happy."
"She sleeps better."
His fingers tugged at a loose thread hanging from his sleeve.
🐰: *his third eye narrows from the not so subtle jab at him. He huffed in response to that little bit. The mouth on his chest opened to say something but he seemed to have lost words. He returns to looking around the study and picks up a pink web heart. He studied it curiously, seeing how perfectly crafted it was.* I see.... If it makes her happy and sleeping peacefully then I guess it's a good thing.. I don't want to meet them after all the things I've been hearing...
*he sets the web heart back in its spot then hugs his tail* but I'm confused.. The spider monster seems so happy too when I listen to them in their tent reminiscing.
"That's just common behavior for them. The pink spider is blind and just broken. They thought Grandpa was suddenly perfect after one meeting, when they helped them get over their fears."
His expression flattened.
"I don't know everything about Grandpa, but the manipulation is certainly there. They don't love anyone, and that's final."
With another huff, he removed his hat, causing his black curls to bounce free in a chaotic mess. He turned the hat over in his paws, absentmindedly smoothing a wrinkle in the fabric.
"Just know that Grandpa is very hard to read."
His ears twitched faintly beneath the unruly curls.
"So it's best to keep your guard up whenever you meet them."
🐰: Right... Noted. *He carefully reaches out and touches soft curls* I.. Couldn't resist. You're so soft looking. Softer than my own fabric.. I'm almost envious. *He pulls away nervously then holds his hands together*
🐰: !!! *He is surprised by the hug but returns it, his own tail wagging and both ears flopping happily* the perfect plushie... Better than the scrappy body of mine. *He chuckles, nuzzling Pom Pom before pulling away* you are a good friend... I'm happy to keep you company so you don't have to watch your mother alone.
"Yeah, that will be good. Mother would like it if she has two people watching over her."
Pom Pom gave a faint nod before reaching over and gently pulling Abyss down to sit beside him.
Then, after glancing around to make sure no one was looking, he ducked beneath the bed and dragged out a small hidden stash of candy. The collection was clearly well-maintained, tucked away where most people would never think to check.
"Hehe, don't tell Mother about it."
He pushed some of the candy toward Abyss, offering to share if he wanted any.
"I don't really need to eat, but I won't mind indulging in some of it. And the best part for me is that I can have as much as I like and not get a bad tummy."
his voice filled with pride
"Honestly, I think that's a very unfair rule for everyone else," he giggled. "You all get stomach aches, and I get unlimited candy."
🐰: Hello? Fellow plush friend? *Abyss peeks into the tent and looks around as if a little nervous* I'm wanting to check in on you since it's been a bit since we've last spoke. I even brought a little gift that I found! *He had a rainbow colored spring in his hands*
Pom Pom's glassy eyes lifted when he heard Abyss's voice. His stitched form remained rooted beside Mother's bed, looking as though he hadn't moved much in days. The loose threads around his seams and the tired droop of his ears made it obvious he hadn't been sleeping.
"Hi, Abyss. I missed you too—and a gift? Oh, how nice."
Carefully reaching out, he took the spring into his paws and held it up to the light, watching the rainbow colors shimmer across its surface. The sight seemed to brighten him almost instantly.
🐰: *his thick tail flicked slightly at the sight of Pom Pom examining the gift* I'm glad you like it~ anything to help you try and feel better. I..I heard what happened from the crow. Are you feeling ok?
🐰: you prepare for it better than I ever could.. *he sighs and lowers his gaze before taking a seat* I've been ok.. Collecting little trinkets here and there, exploring more of the circus. The wolf demon has been really quiet and it concerns me. Maybe it misses it's "master" or it is waiting for something to hunt. I am unsure... Maybe it wants to see you too.
"Ha, that demon only wants to destroy me, perhaps. No way it wanted to see me."
He gave a harsh scoff, laughing to himself and playfully nudging Abyss's shoulder.
"But that's good—it's quiet. Every danger is now quiet, and that makes things easier. More peaceful for Mother."
He sighs, fiddling with some of his seams, which hinted that he had recently resewn himself and that, before, he had nearly torn himself apart completely on purpose.
🐰: I know it is curious about you. Most likely wants to rip you apart. *He shrugs before looking at the seams and he frowns. He offers his hand to the other plushie before gently touching him* do you know when she'll wake up again?
🐰: May... May I see as well? Since it is safe for me to do so. I was worried about what they'd do to me if they ever found me. I am curious about them though.
"Fine with me. You should be glad Grandpa always cleaned up their usual mess."
Now pulling the plushie along toward a more hidden spot within Mother's performance area,
the way the study was decorated, though, was a mix of old and new. The desk was covered in papers and other items, like half-painted dolls, for example.
"These are the usual tame things they have. I normally read their notes about Mother and her talking to them in her dreams."
🐰: *abyss looked through the study, his glassy eyes shining with curiosity and wonder. His ears raised however as Pom Pom spoke* tame? I..I feel like I should be concerned about the other things..*he chuckles nervously before picking up one of the papers, tilting his head.* The vibes feel so old here... Kinda cool actually.
"I had a feeling you would say that, considering you were a child who thought summoning a demon was a good idea."
He says bluntly, moving some papers aside so he could sit on the desk and swing his legs back and forth, his ears twitching faintly.
"And you should be concerned. Grandpa isn't a good person."
"They have done a lot of things that would be considered horrible in another's eyes. Manipulated people. Hurt people. Broken families apart. Turned lives into games because they were curious how things would end."
Pom Pom's expression remained calm, though there was clear disapproval underneath it.
"But Mother still has a blind view of love for them, for who they were in the past when alive. But despite my dislike, Grandpa being in her dreams as the father she once knew makes her happy."
"She sleeps better."
His fingers tugged at a loose thread hanging from his sleeve.
🐰: *his third eye narrows from the not so subtle jab at him. He huffed in response to that little bit. The mouth on his chest opened to say something but he seemed to have lost words. He returns to looking around the study and picks up a pink web heart. He studied it curiously, seeing how perfectly crafted it was.* I see.... If it makes her happy and sleeping peacefully then I guess it's a good thing.. I don't want to meet them after all the things I've been hearing...
*he sets the web heart back in its spot then hugs his tail* but I'm confused.. The spider monster seems so happy too when I listen to them in their tent reminiscing.
"That's just common behavior for them. The pink spider is blind and just broken. They thought Grandpa was suddenly perfect after one meeting, when they helped them get over their fears."
His expression flattened.
"I don't know everything about Grandpa, but the manipulation is certainly there. They don't love anyone, and that's final."
With another huff, he removed his hat, causing his black curls to bounce free in a chaotic mess. He turned the hat over in his paws, absentmindedly smoothing a wrinkle in the fabric.
"Just know that Grandpa is very hard to read."
His ears twitched faintly beneath the unruly curls.
"So it's best to keep your guard up whenever you meet them."
🐰: Right... Noted. *He carefully reaches out and touches soft curls* I.. Couldn't resist. You're so soft looking. Softer than my own fabric.. I'm almost envious. *He pulls away nervously then holds his hands together*
🐰: Hello? Fellow plush friend? *Abyss peeks into the tent and looks around as if a little nervous* I'm wanting to check in on you since it's been a bit since we've last spoke. I even brought a little gift that I found! *He had a rainbow colored spring in his hands*
Pom Pom's glassy eyes lifted when he heard Abyss's voice. His stitched form remained rooted beside Mother's bed, looking as though he hadn't moved much in days. The loose threads around his seams and the tired droop of his ears made it obvious he hadn't been sleeping.
"Hi, Abyss. I missed you too—and a gift? Oh, how nice."
Carefully reaching out, he took the spring into his paws and held it up to the light, watching the rainbow colors shimmer across its surface. The sight seemed to brighten him almost instantly.
🐰: *his thick tail flicked slightly at the sight of Pom Pom examining the gift* I'm glad you like it~ anything to help you try and feel better. I..I heard what happened from the crow. Are you feeling ok?
🐰: you prepare for it better than I ever could.. *he sighs and lowers his gaze before taking a seat* I've been ok.. Collecting little trinkets here and there, exploring more of the circus. The wolf demon has been really quiet and it concerns me. Maybe it misses it's "master" or it is waiting for something to hunt. I am unsure... Maybe it wants to see you too.
"Ha, that demon only wants to destroy me, perhaps. No way it wanted to see me."
He gave a harsh scoff, laughing to himself and playfully nudging Abyss's shoulder.
"But that's good—it's quiet. Every danger is now quiet, and that makes things easier. More peaceful for Mother."
He sighs, fiddling with some of his seams, which hinted that he had recently resewn himself and that, before, he had nearly torn himself apart completely on purpose.
🐰: I know it is curious about you. Most likely wants to rip you apart. *He shrugs before looking at the seams and he frowns. He offers his hand to the other plushie before gently touching him* do you know when she'll wake up again?
🐰: May... May I see as well? Since it is safe for me to do so. I was worried about what they'd do to me if they ever found me. I am curious about them though.
"Fine with me. You should be glad Grandpa always cleaned up their usual mess."
Now pulling the plushie along toward a more hidden spot within Mother's performance area,
the way the study was decorated, though, was a mix of old and new. The desk was covered in papers and other items, like half-painted dolls, for example.
"These are the usual tame things they have. I normally read their notes about Mother and her talking to them in her dreams."
🐰: *abyss looked through the study, his glassy eyes shining with curiosity and wonder. His ears raised however as Pom Pom spoke* tame? I..I feel like I should be concerned about the other things..*he chuckles nervously before picking up one of the papers, tilting his head.* The vibes feel so old here... Kinda cool actually.
"I had a feeling you would say that, considering you were a child who thought summoning a demon was a good idea."
He says bluntly, moving some papers aside so he could sit on the desk and swing his legs back and forth, his ears twitching faintly.
"And you should be concerned. Grandpa isn't a good person."
"They have done a lot of things that would be considered horrible in another's eyes. Manipulated people. Hurt people. Broken families apart. Turned lives into games because they were curious how things would end."
Pom Pom's expression remained calm, though there was clear disapproval underneath it.
"But Mother still has a blind view of love for them, for who they were in the past when alive. But despite my dislike, Grandpa being in her dreams as the father she once knew makes her happy."
"She sleeps better."
His fingers tugged at a loose thread hanging from his sleeve.
🐰: *his third eye narrows from the not so subtle jab at him. He huffed in response to that little bit. The mouth on his chest opened to say something but he seemed to have lost words. He returns to looking around the study and picks up a pink web heart. He studied it curiously, seeing how perfectly crafted it was.* I see.... If it makes her happy and sleeping peacefully then I guess it's a good thing.. I don't want to meet them after all the things I've been hearing...
*he sets the web heart back in its spot then hugs his tail* but I'm confused.. The spider monster seems so happy too when I listen to them in their tent reminiscing.
"That's just common behavior for them. The pink spider is blind and just broken. They thought Grandpa was suddenly perfect after one meeting, when they helped them get over their fears."
His expression flattened.
"I don't know everything about Grandpa, but the manipulation is certainly there. They don't love anyone, and that's final."
With another huff, he removed his hat, causing his black curls to bounce free in a chaotic mess. He turned the hat over in his paws, absentmindedly smoothing a wrinkle in the fabric.
"Just know that Grandpa is very hard to read."
His ears twitched faintly beneath the unruly curls.
"So it's best to keep your guard up whenever you meet them."
🐰: Hello? Fellow plush friend? *Abyss peeks into the tent and looks around as if a little nervous* I'm wanting to check in on you since it's been a bit since we've last spoke. I even brought a little gift that I found! *He had a rainbow colored spring in his hands*
Pom Pom's glassy eyes lifted when he heard Abyss's voice. His stitched form remained rooted beside Mother's bed, looking as though he hadn't moved much in days. The loose threads around his seams and the tired droop of his ears made it obvious he hadn't been sleeping.
"Hi, Abyss. I missed you too—and a gift? Oh, how nice."
Carefully reaching out, he took the spring into his paws and held it up to the light, watching the rainbow colors shimmer across its surface. The sight seemed to brighten him almost instantly.
🐰: *his thick tail flicked slightly at the sight of Pom Pom examining the gift* I'm glad you like it~ anything to help you try and feel better. I..I heard what happened from the crow. Are you feeling ok?
🐰: you prepare for it better than I ever could.. *he sighs and lowers his gaze before taking a seat* I've been ok.. Collecting little trinkets here and there, exploring more of the circus. The wolf demon has been really quiet and it concerns me. Maybe it misses it's "master" or it is waiting for something to hunt. I am unsure... Maybe it wants to see you too.
"Ha, that demon only wants to destroy me, perhaps. No way it wanted to see me."
He gave a harsh scoff, laughing to himself and playfully nudging Abyss's shoulder.
"But that's good—it's quiet. Every danger is now quiet, and that makes things easier. More peaceful for Mother."
He sighs, fiddling with some of his seams, which hinted that he had recently resewn himself and that, before, he had nearly torn himself apart completely on purpose.
🐰: I know it is curious about you. Most likely wants to rip you apart. *He shrugs before looking at the seams and he frowns. He offers his hand to the other plushie before gently touching him* do you know when she'll wake up again?
🐰: May... May I see as well? Since it is safe for me to do so. I was worried about what they'd do to me if they ever found me. I am curious about them though.
"Fine with me. You should be glad Grandpa always cleaned up their usual mess."
Now pulling the plushie along toward a more hidden spot within Mother's performance area,
the way the study was decorated, though, was a mix of old and new. The desk was covered in papers and other items, like half-painted dolls, for example.
"These are the usual tame things they have. I normally read their notes about Mother and her talking to them in her dreams."
🐰: *abyss looked through the study, his glassy eyes shining with curiosity and wonder. His ears raised however as Pom Pom spoke* tame? I..I feel like I should be concerned about the other things..*he chuckles nervously before picking up one of the papers, tilting his head.* The vibes feel so old here... Kinda cool actually.
"I had a feeling you would say that, considering you were a child who thought summoning a demon was a good idea."
He says bluntly, moving some papers aside so he could sit on the desk and swing his legs back and forth, his ears twitching faintly.
"And you should be concerned. Grandpa isn't a good person."
"They have done a lot of things that would be considered horrible in another's eyes. Manipulated people. Hurt people. Broken families apart. Turned lives into games because they were curious how things would end."
Pom Pom's expression remained calm, though there was clear disapproval underneath it.
"But Mother still has a blind view of love for them, for who they were in the past when alive. But despite my dislike, Grandpa being in her dreams as the father she once knew makes her happy."
"She sleeps better."
His fingers tugged at a loose thread hanging from his sleeve.
🐰: Hello? Fellow plush friend? *Abyss peeks into the tent and looks around as if a little nervous* I'm wanting to check in on you since it's been a bit since we've last spoke. I even brought a little gift that I found! *He had a rainbow colored spring in his hands*
Pom Pom's glassy eyes lifted when he heard Abyss's voice. His stitched form remained rooted beside Mother's bed, looking as though he hadn't moved much in days. The loose threads around his seams and the tired droop of his ears made it obvious he hadn't been sleeping.
"Hi, Abyss. I missed you too—and a gift? Oh, how nice."
Carefully reaching out, he took the spring into his paws and held it up to the light, watching the rainbow colors shimmer across its surface. The sight seemed to brighten him almost instantly.
🐰: *his thick tail flicked slightly at the sight of Pom Pom examining the gift* I'm glad you like it~ anything to help you try and feel better. I..I heard what happened from the crow. Are you feeling ok?
🐰: you prepare for it better than I ever could.. *he sighs and lowers his gaze before taking a seat* I've been ok.. Collecting little trinkets here and there, exploring more of the circus. The wolf demon has been really quiet and it concerns me. Maybe it misses it's "master" or it is waiting for something to hunt. I am unsure... Maybe it wants to see you too.
"Ha, that demon only wants to destroy me, perhaps. No way it wanted to see me."
He gave a harsh scoff, laughing to himself and playfully nudging Abyss's shoulder.
"But that's good—it's quiet. Every danger is now quiet, and that makes things easier. More peaceful for Mother."
He sighs, fiddling with some of his seams, which hinted that he had recently resewn himself and that, before, he had nearly torn himself apart completely on purpose.
🐰: I know it is curious about you. Most likely wants to rip you apart. *He shrugs before looking at the seams and he frowns. He offers his hand to the other plushie before gently touching him* do you know when she'll wake up again?
🐰: May... May I see as well? Since it is safe for me to do so. I was worried about what they'd do to me if they ever found me. I am curious about them though.
"Fine with me. You should be glad Grandpa always cleaned up their usual mess."
Now pulling the plushie along toward a more hidden spot within Mother's performance area,
the way the study was decorated, though, was a mix of old and new. The desk was covered in papers and other items, like half-painted dolls, for example.
"These are the usual tame things they have. I normally read their notes about Mother and her talking to them in her dreams."
🐰: Hello? Fellow plush friend? *Abyss peeks into the tent and looks around as if a little nervous* I'm wanting to check in on you since it's been a bit since we've last spoke. I even brought a little gift that I found! *He had a rainbow colored spring in his hands*
Pom Pom's glassy eyes lifted when he heard Abyss's voice. His stitched form remained rooted beside Mother's bed, looking as though he hadn't moved much in days. The loose threads around his seams and the tired droop of his ears made it obvious he hadn't been sleeping.
"Hi, Abyss. I missed you too—and a gift? Oh, how nice."
Carefully reaching out, he took the spring into his paws and held it up to the light, watching the rainbow colors shimmer across its surface. The sight seemed to brighten him almost instantly.
🐰: *his thick tail flicked slightly at the sight of Pom Pom examining the gift* I'm glad you like it~ anything to help you try and feel better. I..I heard what happened from the crow. Are you feeling ok?
🐰: you prepare for it better than I ever could.. *he sighs and lowers his gaze before taking a seat* I've been ok.. Collecting little trinkets here and there, exploring more of the circus. The wolf demon has been really quiet and it concerns me. Maybe it misses it's "master" or it is waiting for something to hunt. I am unsure... Maybe it wants to see you too.
"Ha, that demon only wants to destroy me, perhaps. No way it wanted to see me."
He gave a harsh scoff, laughing to himself and playfully nudging Abyss's shoulder.
"But that's good—it's quiet. Every danger is now quiet, and that makes things easier. More peaceful for Mother."
He sighs, fiddling with some of his seams, which hinted that he had recently resewn himself and that, before, he had nearly torn himself apart completely on purpose.
🐰: I know it is curious about you. Most likely wants to rip you apart. *He shrugs before looking at the seams and he frowns. He offers his hand to the other plushie before gently touching him* do you know when she'll wake up again?
🐰: Hello? Fellow plush friend? *Abyss peeks into the tent and looks around as if a little nervous* I'm wanting to check in on you since it's been a bit since we've last spoke. I even brought a little gift that I found! *He had a rainbow colored spring in his hands*
Pom Pom's glassy eyes lifted when he heard Abyss's voice. His stitched form remained rooted beside Mother's bed, looking as though he hadn't moved much in days. The loose threads around his seams and the tired droop of his ears made it obvious he hadn't been sleeping.
"Hi, Abyss. I missed you too—and a gift? Oh, how nice."
Carefully reaching out, he took the spring into his paws and held it up to the light, watching the rainbow colors shimmer across its surface. The sight seemed to brighten him almost instantly.
🐰: *his thick tail flicked slightly at the sight of Pom Pom examining the gift* I'm glad you like it~ anything to help you try and feel better. I..I heard what happened from the crow. Are you feeling ok?
🐰: you prepare for it better than I ever could.. *he sighs and lowers his gaze before taking a seat* I've been ok.. Collecting little trinkets here and there, exploring more of the circus. The wolf demon has been really quiet and it concerns me. Maybe it misses it's "master" or it is waiting for something to hunt. I am unsure... Maybe it wants to see you too.
"Ha, that demon only wants to destroy me, perhaps. No way it wanted to see me."
He gave a harsh scoff, laughing to himself and playfully nudging Abyss's shoulder.
"But that's good—it's quiet. Every danger is now quiet, and that makes things easier. More peaceful for Mother."
He sighs, fiddling with some of his seams, which hinted that he had recently resewn himself and that, before, he had nearly torn himself apart completely on purpose.
🐰: Hello? Fellow plush friend? *Abyss peeks into the tent and looks around as if a little nervous* I'm wanting to check in on you since it's been a bit since we've last spoke. I even brought a little gift that I found! *He had a rainbow colored spring in his hands*
Pom Pom's glassy eyes lifted when he heard Abyss's voice. His stitched form remained rooted beside Mother's bed, looking as though he hadn't moved much in days. The loose threads around his seams and the tired droop of his ears made it obvious he hadn't been sleeping.
"Hi, Abyss. I missed you too—and a gift? Oh, how nice."
Carefully reaching out, he took the spring into his paws and held it up to the light, watching the rainbow colors shimmer across its surface. The sight seemed to brighten him almost instantly.
🐰: *his thick tail flicked slightly at the sight of Pom Pom examining the gift* I'm glad you like it~ anything to help you try and feel better. I..I heard what happened from the crow. Are you feeling ok?
🐰: Hello? Fellow plush friend? *Abyss peeks into the tent and looks around as if a little nervous* I'm wanting to check in on you since it's been a bit since we've last spoke. I even brought a little gift that I found! *He had a rainbow colored spring in his hands*
Pom Pom's glassy eyes lifted when he heard Abyss's voice. His stitched form remained rooted beside Mother's bed, looking as though he hadn't moved much in days. The loose threads around his seams and the tired droop of his ears made it obvious he hadn't been sleeping.
"Hi, Abyss. I missed you too—and a gift? Oh, how nice."
Carefully reaching out, he took the spring into his paws and held it up to the light, watching the rainbow colors shimmer across its surface. The sight seemed to brighten him almost instantly.
