old from the discord vault fun little funnycookie one using @/havuky's dandy's rave designs, i adore them so much
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old from the discord vault fun little funnycookie one using @/havuky's dandy's rave designs, i adore them so much

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šŗ: *the beast is out hunting once again, searching for something. It senses the presence of another demon.. And it wanted to meet the demon personally. It caught the scent of Triboulet around. It hummed curiously, even smiling* mmm... Another demon.. So it is true. How fun~
*In the dark, something watches, the smell is old, damp⦠almost rotten, a shape crawls in a wrong way, too fast at certain moments, too slow at others. Hands grip the ground and the rocks as the hat approaches, curious, he stops partially hidden, tilted to the side like a spider watching another unknown creature, one of the hands slowly stretches toward the Wolf Demon, testing the air and the demonic presence.*
Batsby remains still in the shadows, his presence softened beneath the quiet cover of the forest as he keeps his distance from the Carriage. His wings give a faint, restless twitch, but he does not step closerācareful, deliberate.
his head tilts slightly as he listens to its movements, mapping her through sound rather than sight, every shift noted and understood
ā¦fascinating
he murmurs under his breath, one hand rising to rest thoughtfully against his chin
a living construct⦠or something bound within
his voice stays low, almost contemplative now, curiosity overtaking cautionāthough not replacing it
best not to startle it
he adjusts his stance just slightly, ensuring he remains unnoticed
*The Carriage remains still for a few moments, as if it simply exists there, wood, silence, and presence, then, one of her wooden legs moves, the sound is low, a soft dry creak against the ground. Without any sign that she has noticed Batsby, her other legs begin to adjust slowly, they reposition into a tighter arc around her body, folding with organic precision, forming a kind of shelter around herself. The movement is not aggressive. It is not conscious alertness, it is instinct, like a spider drawing in its legs upon sensing a shift in the environment, not because it knows what is there⦠but because it feels that something is different, the wood creaks softly as she settles into this new posture, more contained, more protected.*
More drawings
Pink:
(Pink knows how to draw plants and objects, but she's terrible at drawing people and creatures.)
Damiya:
Avakh:
Franscisca And Francielly:
š¶: *Musician hesitates as he approaches the Carriage with some treats as well as sheet music. He remembered being told about the Carriage but didn't know it was sentient. He wasn't afraid however.*
Hello? I was told I could come here. I wanted to see the Baron.
*The Carriage rises imposingly, her wooden legs creaking softly as she adjusts to the visitorās presence. For a moment, she remains still as if evaluating the Musician.
Then, slowly, her long legs retract, folding carefully until her large wooden body lowers and rests upon the ground. The movement is surprisingly controlled, almost⦠polite.
The "front" of the carriage tilts slightly, like a gesture of acknowledgment. With a soft click, the door opens on its own.
She remains still, the door open, as if saying:
Enter.*

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Triboulet in its true form
A little about demons:
Demons do not have skin; they are as if made of flesh.
Naturally, they do not speak any language, but when in contact with the human world or a human, they begin to learn.
Triboulet:
Triboulet, the demon of madness and paranoia. was imprisoned in a book.
When Pink was still human, she found the book and was one of the few people able to hear his whispers.
By studying the book, Pink absorbed small parts of his personality
With Pinkās help, Triboulet now has a physical body but is not completely free, remaining bound to the book and the original pact.
He continues to maintain his nature of pure madness, entertaining himself and acting according to his whims, but his connection with Pink is an element of mutual curiosity and amusement.
Tribouletās Hat (not drawn yet):
The hat functions as a conscious parasite, with multiple arms and hands that move independently.
It behaves like a spider and can separate from Tribouletās body during conflicts.
Despite temporary anger or disagreements, the hat always returns because both benefit from the relationship.
The hat assists Triboulet in physical manipulation and tasks he cannot perform due to lacking arms while receiving protection and a "home" in return.
Triboulet can take a more human form but remains disturbing.
He amuses himself with women, leaving them paranoid and horrified.
Men, for him, are like pets or trophies. Those who try to escape, he steals their skin to keep for himself.
Pink and Carriage are the only ones to whom he shows a small measure of respect or is more likely to obey.
He sometimes threatens Avakh and Kurbis because he knows how to make a ghost disappear forever.
He enjoys scaring Damiya, tearing and opening the stuffing from her belly, and when they fight him, he always says he was "just playing with a doll."
He spends most of his time inside Carriage, exploring through the doors.
When he doesnāt feel like taking a human form, he only creates illusions of himself in human form for the humans to see.
Leave him without arms because the first version of him had long arms, but they were broken. And the idea is also for him to have a body that looks like he's wearing a straitjacket with his arms restrained, a straitjacket made of flesh.
Explanation of why Triboulet is inside a book:
Demons can be contained or imprisoned in two main ways: masks and books. Each method has different characteristics, distinct effects on those who interact with the demon, and varying levels of risk.
Masks:
A mask contains a trapped demon. When a human wears the mask, they gain the demonās powers immediately.
The mask fuses to the wearerās face. At first, the person maintains control, but the demonās personality gradually begins to infiltrate.
Over time, the human can become the demon itself, assuming its form, powers, and madness. The more the person relies on the mask, the faster the transformation occurs.
Wearing the mask is an implicit pact:
the person chooses the demonās power but pays with the integrity of their own mind.
Books:
Some demons can be imprisoned in books, containing all the knowledge, powers, and rituals of the demon.
Reading or studying the book allows the human to learn about the demon and use part of its power indirectly.
Unlike masks, the transformation is not complete; the person does not become the demon, but their personality begins to be slightly influenced.
The more someone reads or practices the rituals in the book, the more traits of the demon may appear in their behavior or way of thinking, but only partially.
This method allows study and manipulation without the immediate risk of losing oneās identity, but it still carries danger if used obsessively.
Finally, the new Triboulet design!
Old design:
The Witch