Witch of Theatergoing, Drama and Spectating.

Hello Child of Man. My name is Featherine Augustus Aurora, and I prefer to seek out the more entertaining stories for my Miko to read to me. [ This is a side-blog! Asks are not to be asked by this account! This is mainly for RPing! ]

[featherine-the-creator]

Special Delivery!

A green package with a note on top laid on Featherine's doorstep. The note read: 

"We didn't meet for too long, but a little birdy told me that you had 

a taste for plum wine, so I went out and got the absolute best, most well aged plum wine I could find in all of the kakera! I know, since you're such a powerful witch, you probably had the ability to find something like that with little effort...but I wanted to get you something at least. From Sakana, To Lady Featherine. Merry Christmas!"

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She recently awoken from her sleep, well for a short time. She was bound to fall asleep then. She hadn't expected to find a gift like this.

"My my. How lovely of a gift this is. " Featherine spoke with gratitude, she simply chuckled to herself, and took out the wine in the package, and set it on the table.

" Perhaps i'll find a nice gift, later. "

"Untill then, this means I'll rest some more. "

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[featherine-the-creator]

[ *Shoosh paps* ]

[featherine-the-creator]

the-innocent-sinner started following featherine-the-creator

{ How amusing. An oxymoron is always amusing. But welcome. Welcome Tatsuya-san. }

Featherine had always the ominous tone in her voice every time a visitor came by on maybe accident, or on purpose. She knew much more about her visitors then they had anticipated. That is what makes the amusement begin.

[the-innocent-sinner-blog]

“I—”

He caught his tongue before speaking— analyzing the other’s words. … She knew him. Or, at least, she knew of him. … However, he had no idea whom this was at all.

With such an outlandish appearance, this would be the kind of person Tatsuya wouldn’t have forgotten easy.

Composing himself, the teen closed his eyes for a moment, before looking over at Featherine with a cool expression.

“… And where is it I am being welcomed too exactly, Miss…?” He trailed off, expecting a name in response— hands sliding in to his pockets as he regarded wherever he managed to end up this time around.

[featherine-the-creator]

{ Featherine Augustus Aurora. The Witch of Theatergoing, Drama, and Spectating. } she introduced herself with a composed voice, before lifting her cane a bit in the air, and struck the floor with a loud bang.

Almost imminent, the environment warped and twisted to what whom could make out as a huge library. But this wasn’t a normal library for Child of Men to enter.

’ The City of Books’ it had been called by countless people, including Bernkastel. Here contained the stories that witches had forged in their territory, from all around. Some ranged from the human world, and others ranged from the mysteries surrounding a event.

[featherine-the-creator]

{ Its no problem my dearest piece. I had plaaned to give you some beffore I drank some. But since you were wandering the sea of fraagments, I simply waited. Since there would be no reason to chase a piece in the large sea of fragments for some years over a simple drink. }

[catboxofmiracles]

She couldn’t suppress a shudder that time. Featherine so easily said that, so casually reminded her former miko of the great omnipotence of a Creator Witch. Chase her? That entailed that she knew where Bernkastel was going. The Witch of miracles prided herself in being as mercurial as a cat, so to have Featherine flat out remind her of how weak she was in comparison was…humiliating.

Even if she was drunk.

“I’ll…keep that in mind, Auauroura. But- now that you’re here, do…you think you can tell me where the gothic mysteries are?”

[featherine-the-creator]

Featherine placed her hand near her mouth as if she were taking a moment to think. Or to ponder. Both were nice descriptive words to use.

{ I beelieeve that the gothic myysteries are next to the meediveal mysteriies. }

She used her free hand to point where she believed where the gothic mysteries were stored.

{ Its Aurora, Berrrn-san. }

[featherine-the-creator]

[ Starter for reality-and-illusions ]

How long has it been after the Golden Witch’s game? She had already settled it down for it to lay in rest, but yet again, she was standing upright in the Golden Land that let out a blinding aura of a shade of gold.

Featherine had thrown a single golden rose to let the game rest in piece at the bottom of oblivion before, so there was a certainty that it should still have been collecting dust. Surprisingly, the whole game-board was resurrected after years of the previous game that it held.

She had took a nap for a bit, satisfied from the golden game until a few small years had passed for humans. Much did really change over the few simple years that had passed.

{ Aren’t you going to properly show the visitor around? Lord BATTLER and Beatrice the Golden. }

[thegoldenwitch-beatrice]

As the creator’s voice echoed through the golden fragment, the leaves twirled, the hedges rose, and the heavens began to gently swarm the golden-yellow sun. The heavens were covered with a golden colour and began to descend. nearly an unending supply cluttered to form two figures. 

{Khyakakakaka~!! It’s a pleasure, but none the less an honor to see you once again Great Lady Agaustus Auarora Fetherine! Of course we would not forget to give such an important guest an grad welcome!}

A mix of caution, gratitude and fear over took him as he saw the creator once again, this time, thank the gods they were on good terms. Who knew the most powerful of witch’s would simply pay a visit?!

[featherine-the-creator]

{ Beatrice the Golden. How amusing it is to see you alive and kicking once more. Its quite the delightful sigh. How long has it been after Battler had won the game entirely? }

Featherine asked in slight amusement on her face as her violet eyes slithered towards where Battler was, giving her a look of mixed emotions. It wasn’t a shock really, the most powerful witch coming in with a greeting without breaking something is quite a strange matter to notice.

{ Greetings Lord BATTLER. It as been a while since we have talked face to face with each other. When was the last time…Oh yes. When you and my beloved reader ran off with the key to Eva’s diary key. Not that I was angry or anything. Simply amused. }

[thegoldenwitch-beatrice]

“O-oh…you still remember that…sorry about punching your cat.” He would do it again if he had the chance. Bernkastel was the reason such hardships came their way in the final game. Of course Fetherine was aiding them in this effort, but she had the decency to let the catbox rest for all eternity.

{ I pray we didn’t cause you too much worry. I also men no type of offense what so ever yet….she had that coming. I hope you have forgiven us.}

[featherine-the-creator]

{ Although in the meeting with Children of Men all huddling for a sneak-peak at the diary was annoying to hear their discouraged insults, this game board was a very amusing thing to spectate since it was my piece that had presented this magnificent story. I do not hold grudges, they are not worth to have with for eternity, why should I be angry? }

{ Fear not Lord BATTLER, and BEATRICE the Golden. If I were to reside feelings of hate towards the both of you, there would be nothing to hate after that. Worry doesn’t faze me at all these days. Perhaps it is the fact that I may have slept for some years after the Golden Game. }

Featherine was quite amused when Battler punched her beloved piece. At the time, just the fact that he had punched her piece was astonishing, followed along with his resurrection by her beloved reader.

Beatrice was a different story. Her crafting of very tricky closed rooms made her quite the talk of the senate’s witches as well, as they were all so eager to uncover her cat-box out into the fragments. But twists and turns came in the amidst of ripping the guts out of the story with Beatrice.

Love is quite the troublesome thing.

[thegoldenwitch-beatrice]

{“With out love, it cannot be seen.”} The two lovers said the one sentence that envelops all magic. If you do not have love, no magic will ever work in your favor, or at all. The two looked at each other in slight amazement. Great Lady Augustus Auaurora Fetherine… referred to them by there birth names… 

“I-it really is an honor that your would recognize us as those who you may call by our names…” He noticed that the creator was very tipsy after her nap but…this was amazing.  

{I pray that our ‘Golden Symphony’ gave you thrilling adventures into the labyrinth called the ‘mind’. “

[featherine-the-creator]

Ah yes. 'Without Love, it cannot be seen.' A quote from the Golden game that was a truth itself. Even if love is trouble-some, it is a component of having magic work in your favor. 

{ Why should I not? Your game has satisfied me for some time, and that is a great accomplishment for an illusion of you. You have earned my respect with the cat-box that you had created. Well done. }

Amusement was hard to find. That is why Bernkastel was sent out to find the intriguing stories and bring them to her. It was a lucky chance of finding out this small golden fragment in the large sea.

{ It had. I thank you for the entertainment, Lady Beatrice, and Lord Battler. }

[featherine-the-creator]

the-innocent-sinner started following featherine-the-creator

{ How amusing. An oxymoron is always amusing. But welcome. Welcome Tatsuya-san. }

Featherine had always the ominous tone in her voice every time a visitor came by on maybe accident, or on purpose.  She knew much more about her visitors then they had anticipated. That is what makes the amusement begin.

[featherine-the-creator]

{ Mun-san. I believe there are many replies needed at the moment. What are you-}

[ Featherine-Gwiha. There is something called ' school ' that I need to attend to. Plus a friend's birthday is arriving soon! ]

{ But you have not replied at all recently. }

[ God dammit Featherine-Gwiha. I was just at New York earlier, and then in Plainfield after! Time is not in my favor at the moment! Halmeonim. ]

{ Why don't you answer one? Or two? Luci-san? }

[ Fine. Ill answer ones that I don't have writing block on. Happy? Featherine-Gwiha? ]

{ Good. Good..}

[ ... ]

[featherine-the-creator]

Munday?

[ This seems fun. Lets do this! ]

[ Fact 1: I have 4 years in roleplaying experience. Though it was immature of me to start at a young age. ]

[ Fact 2: I am Korean! South Korean for sure. North Korean me wouldn’t be on this site. ]

[ Fact 3: I have a fascination for Law Enforcement, mainly due to the fact that I wish to be a police officer. ]

[ Fact 4: I am HORRIBLE at math. The Asian stereotypical stuff doesn’t fit with me other then looks. ]

[ Fact 5: The only reason I came onto Tumblr was to try and RP well like some accounts, like reality-and-illusions and black-forgeries. I was one of the anons that had complemented those accounts before entering this rp side of Tumblr. ]

[ Fact 6: I have a sister that is now medicated for her Autism, and a Brother who blames everything on me. That is why I have writing blocks here and now a lot. ]

[ Fact 7: I am ‘16’. I will be and always until then. I got everyone good with the 13 age. Ahahaha.. ]

[ Fact 8: I have lost half of my memory. Not because of a incident, but there isn’t a reason. I just forgot it. Now I can’t remember my 1-4th grade experiences and class. No wonder Spanish is difficult. ]

[ Fact 9: I am nick named ____ Allan Poe and Nam-Nam. Mainly because outside of the internet, I write some how ‘poetically’ like Edgar Allan Poe. Thanks Tumblr! ]

[ Fact 10: I have a fear of being submerged in water, DOGS, and bugs. That is why I never ever got to go swimming after that accidental almost drowning incident. I am also paranoid of things that aren’t human. ]

[featherine-the-creator]

Aurora-sama praised me!?

[featherine-the-creator]

Featherine’s mood decreased with that comment on the internal side of her. After she had awoken, she was pleased to hear about all of these things occurring at the moment of her awakening. But she didn’t show it on her face much, but her small smile she had dissipated into a slight frown.

{ Battler. I am sure I am awake at the moment, seeming I am speaking to you face to face. Have all of those years of being free from my grasp made you forgetful? }

[black-forgeries-deactivated2012]

His eyes widened and he quickly bowed in shame. None could see him right now, it was so embrassing.

- My deepest apologizes Aurora-sama. I’m not forgetful, I’m just…surprised. This is everything - He looked at her again - Please don’t waste your precious time for getting angry at me. It would be sad…

Why he needed to be such low in her company? It was literally like not him! But he couldn’t help it… It was something decided already.

[featherine-the-creator]

Featherine just gave out a small exhale of breath over this matter, her expression not faltering from before.

{ Instead of wasting time on apologizing to me, why do you not show the story? I conclude that it may be entertaining to see progress. }

[featherine-the-creator]

[ Starter for reality-and-illusions ]

How long has it been after the Golden Witch’s game? She had already settled it down for it to lay in rest, but yet again, she was standing upright in the Golden Land that let out a blinding aura of a shade of gold.

Featherine had thrown a single golden rose to let the game rest in piece at the bottom of oblivion before, so there was a certainty that it should still have been collecting dust. Surprisingly, the whole game-board was resurrected after years of the previous game that it held.

She had took a nap for a bit, satisfied from the golden game until a few small years had passed for humans. Much did really change over the few simple years that had passed.

{ Aren’t you going to properly show the visitor around? Lord BATTLER and Beatrice the Golden. }

[thegoldenwitch-beatrice]

As the creator’s voice echoed through the golden fragment, the leaves twirled, the hedges rose, and the heavens began to gently swarm the golden-yellow sun. The heavens were covered with a golden colour and began to descend. nearly an unending supply cluttered to form two figures. 

{Khyakakakaka~!! It’s a pleasure, but none the less an honor to see you once again Great Lady Agaustus Auarora Fetherine! Of course we would not forget to give such an important guest an grad welcome!}

A mix of caution, gratitude and fear over took him as he saw the creator once again, this time, thank the gods they were on good terms. Who knew the most powerful of witch’s would simply pay a visit?!

[featherine-the-creator]

{ Beatrice the Golden. How amusing it is to see you alive and kicking once more. Its quite the delightful sigh. How long has it been after Battler had won the game entirely? }

Featherine asked in slight amusement on her face as her violet eyes slithered towards where Battler was, giving her a look of mixed emotions. It wasn’t a shock really, the most powerful witch coming in with a greeting without breaking something is quite a strange matter to notice.

{ Greetings Lord BATTLER. It as been a while since we have talked face to face with each other. When was the last time…Oh yes. When you and my beloved reader ran off with the key to Eva’s diary key. Not that I was angry or anything. Simply amused. }

[thegoldenwitch-beatrice]

“O-oh…you still remember that…sorry about punching your cat.” He would do it again if he had the chance. Bernkastel was the reason such hardships came their way in the final game. Of course Fetherine was aiding them in this effort, but she had the decency to let the catbox rest for all eternity.

{ I pray we didn’t cause you too much worry. I also men no type of offense what so ever yet….she had that coming. I hope you have forgiven us.}

[featherine-the-creator]

{ Although in the meeting with Children of Men all huddling for a sneak-peak at the diary was annoying to hear their discouraged insults, this game board was a very amusing thing to spectate since it was my piece that had presented this magnificent story. I do not hold grudges, they are not worth to have with for eternity, why should I be angry? }

{ Fear not Lord BATTLER, and BEATRICE the Golden. If I were to reside feelings of hate towards the both of you, there would be nothing to hate after that. Worry doesn't faze me at all these days. Perhaps it is the fact that I may have slept for some years after the Golden Game. }

Featherine was quite amused when Battler punched her beloved piece. At the time, just the fact that he had punched her piece was astonishing, followed along with his resurrection by her beloved reader.

Beatrice was a different story. Her crafting of very tricky closed rooms made her quite the talk of the senate's witches as well, as they were all so eager to uncover her cat-box out into the fragments. But twists and turns came in the amidst of ripping the guts out of the story with Beatrice.

Love is quite the troublesome thing.

[featherine-the-creator]

[ Starter for reality-and-illusions ]

How long has it been after the Golden Witch’s game? She had already settled it down for it to lay in rest, but yet again, she was standing upright in the Golden Land that let out a blinding aura of a shade of gold.

Featherine had thrown a single golden rose to let the game rest in piece at the bottom of oblivion before, so there was a certainty that it should still have been collecting dust. Surprisingly, the whole game-board was resurrected after years of the previous game that it held.

She had took a nap for a bit, satisfied from the golden game until a few small years had passed for humans. Much did really change over the few simple years that had passed.

{ Aren’t you going to properly show the visitor around? Lord BATTLER and Beatrice the Golden. }

[thegoldenwitch-beatrice]

As the creator’s voice echoed through the golden fragment, the leaves twirled, the hedges rose, and the heavens began to gently swarm the golden-yellow sun. The heavens were covered with a golden colour and began to descend. nearly an unending supply cluttered to form two figures. 

{Khyakakakaka~!! It’s a pleasure, but none the less an honor to see you once again Great Lady Agaustus Auarora Fetherine! Of course we would not forget to give such an important guest an grad welcome!}

A mix of caution, gratitude and fear over took him as he saw the creator once again, this time, thank the gods they were on good terms. Who knew the most powerful of witch’s would simply pay a visit?!

[featherine-the-creator]

{ Beatrice the Golden. How amusing it is to see you alive and kicking once more. Its quite the delightful sigh. How long has it been after Battler had won the game entirely? }

Featherine asked in slight amusement on her face as her violet eyes slithered towards where Battler was, giving her a look of mixed emotions. It wasn't a shock really, the most powerful witch coming in with a greeting without breaking something is quite a strange matter to notice.

{ Greetings Lord BATTLER. It as been a while since we have talked face to face with each other. When was the last time...Oh yes. When you and my beloved reader ran off with the key to Eva's diary key. Not that I was angry or anything. Simply amused. }

[handokaisa]

Mun and the Red Witch~ @featherine-the-creator

“Greetings. I’m Chernyy Zamok. the Red Witch of Holidays, the Arts, Traditions, and Technology. I’m here with my “mun”.”

[Greetings, Featherine. :3]

[featherine-the-creator]

{ Greetings as well. I am Featherine Augustus Aurora as your Mun had stated. I am The Witch of Theatergoing, Drama and Spectating. It is a pleasure to meet you. }

[ Fea, its scary to hear the introduction of yourself. ]

[featherine-the-creator]

ten-wedges started following featherine-the-creator

{ Dlanor A. Knox. Its a pleasure to meet you once since the game of the Golden Witch. Have you controlled Bernkastel’s little piece well enough? }

[angelicinquisitors]

“G-Great Lady Augustus AuAurora FETHERINE! I-It is a blessing, yet no less from an honor to meet face with you for the very first time Great Lady Augustus, for what reason would you allow me to have an audience with YOU?! Do you perhaps mean Lady ERIKA? To be frank, she is hard to adjust TO.” 

[featherine-the-creator]

{ I see that my piece has rubbed off of you. Aurora is the correct name for the middle. Always have I corrected her about that. }

Featherine stood politely, cane in hand as she gave a small and silent exhale of breath. Couldn't she have taught these pieces how does pronunciation work with names?

{ I have heard of the paperwork that piles up in your office. Wouldn't a visit distract you from the boring paperwork that piles up? }

[featherine-the-creator]

[ Maybe I am. Maybe i’m not. Its what you think. ]

{… Thats right Ange. }

[theangeushiromiya-deactivated20]

She blinked before running over to him and...

[theangeushiromiya-deactivated20]

Witch of Theatergoing, Drama and Spectating.: Online

"Onii-chan..."  She sniffled. (B-Bye Featherine-san! *Runs away as Ange starts to cry a little*) 

[featherine-the-creator]

{ Don't feel bad. Atleast I gave you a  chance to meet him. } Featherine lied, but didn't show any proof on her face.

[theangeushiromiya-deactivated20]

Online

[featherine-the-creator]

[ Maybe I am. Maybe i’m not. Its what you think. ]

{… Thats right Ange. }

[theangeushiromiya-deactivated20]

She blinked before running over to him and hugging him, “My Onii-chan!” She smiled.

(Uh……Why is this so funny…aahhhh!)

[featherine-the-creator]

‘ I’m so fucking dead if i slip up. ’ Mun thought as he accepted the hug with a smile on his face, trying not to laugh. ’ I’m going to hell for this. ‘

[ That’s right, Ange. ]

{ Pfff. }

[theangeushiromiya-deactivated20]

“Onii-chan, how did you get back here?!” She smiled.  (*trying to keep in laugh*) 

[featherine-the-creator]

[ Uh. Featherine had written me back here! Isn’t it right Featherine? ]

{ Pff. Yes of course. }

[theangeushiromiya-deactivated20]

She ran to Featherine, “Thank you!” She smiled. (…..Um…I…uhh…) 

[featherine-the-creator]

[ Sorry Ange. My time is up for now. See you! ]

' Im going to take my fucking leave Featherine. ' the glance spoke as he turned to run quickly.

{ There was a time limit to that Ange. Sorry. }

[theangeushiromiya-deactivated20]

Online

[featherine-the-creator]

[ Maybe I am. Maybe i’m not. Its what you think. ]

{… Thats right Ange. }

[theangeushiromiya-deactivated20]

She blinked before running over to him and hugging him, “My Onii-chan!” She smiled.

(Uh……Why is this so funny…aahhhh!)

[featherine-the-creator]

‘ I’m so fucking dead if i slip up. ’ Mun thought as he accepted the hug with a smile on his face, trying not to laugh. ’ I’m going to hell for this. ‘

[ That’s right, Ange. ]

{ Pfff. }

[theangeushiromiya-deactivated20]

“Onii-chan, how did you get back here?!” She smiled.  (*trying to keep in laugh*) 

[featherine-the-creator]

[ Uh. Featherine had written me back here! Isn't it right Featherine? ]

{ Pff. Yes of course. }

[theangeushiromiya-deactivated20]

Online

[featherine-the-creator]

[ Maybe I am. Maybe i’m not. Its what you think. ]

{… Thats right Ange. }

[theangeushiromiya-deactivated20]

She blinked before running over to him and hugging him, “My Onii-chan!” She smiled.

(Uh……Why is this so funny…aahhhh!)

[featherine-the-creator]

' I'm so fucking dead if i slip up. ' Mun thought as he accepted the hug with a smile on his face, trying not to laugh. ' I'm going to hell for this. '

[ That's right, Ange. ]

{ Pfff. }