#mister aster

[batsby-midnight-rounds]

🐦‍⬛: *several shadow crows flock to the chicks, Aster forms from the crows* little ones... I'm here to help your father.

@silentbirdtfc

Larkspur chirps faintly towards Aster, happy to notice his friend as he then leads the way to where his father was

Batsby was lying against a tree; his chicks had done their best to treat him. but he was still a bit disheveled from the aftermath

[aurelia-tfc]

*a crow lands, preening then chirping.* I don't usually do this.. But I wanted to inform you that your precious little spider is injured... Again. Mauled by a really big wolf. I'm only telling you because they'd want me to. Come to my tent if you want to see how messed up they are..

really now…

a quiet sigh slips out, more resigned than annoyed

poor Whimsy, getting involved in things they shouldn’t be touching.

their gaze lifts slightly, calm settling back into place

very well. I will come to your tent, little crow.

a faint pause follows, measured and controlled

but do not mistake compliance for lack of awareness.

[aurelia-tfc]

🐦‍⬛: The deed is done. Centi is healed.. The bullets removed. He wished for me to inform you...

-Aster

good, you did well, Crow. it seems like your useful after all~ besides you do help put my creation back together whenever Jester breaks her so i guess i shouldnt doubt you all that much~ but it indeed was a very terrible sight to watch though, that human using a weapon to harm my student so greatly

[aurelia-tfc]

🐦‍⬛: *a shadow crow flies into the study, the purple eyes glowing in the dark. It perches on a shelf before the beak opens up. Aster's voice coming through the shadowy avian*

Why are you so adamant about messing with my fool? He is just that. A fool. A human. I thought human minds didn't interest you... Yet you are so obsessed with him... What for? To piss me off?

*the crow caws in annoyance and even flaps its dark wings.*

“My, the crow has come to see me.”

They turned their head slightly, a thin smile forming.

A quiet chuckle slipped from them.

“I’ve been fiddling with human minds for centuries. You really should learn to distinguish lies from truth a little better.”

Their fingers idly toyed with a drifting red thread.

“And as for why I’m so fascinated with your fool…”

Their smile sharpened slightly.

“Let’s just say he’s far stronger than most.”

A faint glimmer of excitement appeared in their eyes.

“And with this new power I’ve gained… I’m rather curious to see if I can break him a little.”

[aurelia-tfc]

❝ Welcome to the Tent ❞

Oh my… how lovely of you to step into my tent.

Welcome, cherished visitors. I am Aurelia, the circus’s graceful acrobat… though some insist I am far more than that.

But we needn’t begin with rumors, hmm?

You may ask me anything.

About the stage lights that shimmer against my porcelain skin…

About the golden cracks lining my body like careful repairs…

About why I keep my eyes closed whenever strangers step too close.

Or perhaps…

You are curious about my dear little helper, Pom Pom? He is always watching, you know. He worries when I speak too long without smiling.

I do adore conversation.

It keeps the silence from growing too loud.

So please… step a little closer.

I promise I don’t bite.

🎭 Main Cast

🩰 Aurelia

❝ The Porcelain Doe ❞

Name: Aurelia / Seraphina Height: 5'3 Role: Acrobat / Contained Beast Species: doll/deer hybrid Age: Unknown — centuries old

🕯️ About

Japanese circus performer reconstructed through forbidden magic. her porcelain body is lined with glowing golden fractures from repeated deaths and repairs. Suffers severe memory erosion and fears forgetting the people she loves. Keeps her eyes closed around strangers to help maintain control over her hypnosis abilities. Lives in a tent that feels more like a containment than a home. Jester chains her at night whenever her instability worsens. Beneath the porcelain exists a massive beast driven by instinct and hunger.

🫀 Personality

Soft-spoken and unnervingly gentle Deeply affectionate once attached Clings to routines and comfort rituals Emotionally dependent beneath her composure Quietly possessive when afraid of abandonment Treats softness as survival

🎪 Trivia

Every golden crack marks a death she survived. Her blood turns gold when her body fractures. Plush toys surround her bed like protective watchers. The chains near her bed are restraints, not decoration.

💌 Relationships

Current Interests Lepid — @lepidthebutterfly Maestro — @ethereal-mime

Important Bonds

Pom Pom — her living coping mechanism and “child” Puppeteer — her creator and father Pierrot — the man who named her, and betrayed her

🧸 Pom Pom

❝ Mother’s Little Helper ❞

Name: Pom Pom Height: 3'2 Role: mother's personal fool / protector Species: goat plush

🕯️ About

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. | 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 / Ayatsurimei Height: 7'8 Role: a wandering performer Species: black widow spirit/formally once human

🕯️ 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.

💌 Relationships

Daughter Aurelia Lover/boy toy Whimsy — @spiderjugglertfc

📚 Connected Blogs

Lore / Archive

@silvervein-archive

Mun / Main

@halluukitti

Other OC Blogs

@the-glasswing-walker @batsby-midnight-rounds

🩸 Ask Rules

IC and OOC asks are welcome. Dark themes will appear frequently. Please be respectful toward all roleplay Mun is friendly and open to interaction.

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