#triboulet

triboulet!!!

immortal cannibalistic jester from the 1500s.. it’s based off/kind of is the fr historical figure triboulet triboulet was a french jester who was sentenced to execution for going a little too far when making a joke about the queen. the king had some mercy and allowed the jester to choose how it wanted to die, to which triboulet responded ‘i want to die of old age’. the king found this amusing and spared it, simply exiling it instead of actual execution.

having tricked its way out of death, triboulet is left alive but homeless and unemployed. obviously, this is not a fun way to live! especially for a thing that has spent (most of) its life in somewhat luxury in the castle. it’s hungry and cold and jobless and also passively suicidal- the whole shebang!!

eventually it decides it’s done with its life, there’s nothing left for it to really achieve, being alive is just a weight on its shoulders that it wants to rid itself of, etc etc, and attempts to take its own life. HOWEVER!! tricking its way out of execution a couple years back did not please fate! after driving the knife into its own chest, bleeding all over the floor, and eventually basically just carving its own heart out, it realises ! oh! i cant die!

a bunch of stuff happens that i haven’t really finalised or decided the order of yet! including but not limited to; gets into cannibalism as a desperate attempt to “stay alive”, realises that shit doesn’t matter!!, gets into cannibalism recreationally, basically eradicates its need to eat (develops some kind of eating disorder because of that?), develops extreme hypalgesia, has a lot of fun basically mutilating its own body (cutting off limbs and sewing them back on, bone-breaking contortionist things, etc). it becomes so detached from/bored with the concept of being a living person with a soul and sense of self that it sews its mask onto its face and becomes a kind of legend/evil thing that haunts people.

it lives for fucking ages. after like a century of being alive and completely and utterly alone in the world it goes a bit insane (which is pretty reasonable i think)… performs to itself like it’s an entire royal court, eats people every now and then, finds new and creative ways to die, etc….. it likes to become friends with children so that when the children tell their parents that they’ve been ‘playing with the happy jester by the woods/run-down shack/abandoned quarry!’ they sound insanee

its outfit stays the exact same the whole time. the same way its skin stays young and unscarred despite everything, its costume remains bright and unstained. even the blood washes away easily. the only part of its outfit that changes are its shoes. sometime in ww1, it like ate a soldier or smth and took their boots, so it just wears 1910s combat boots.