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Description
edits

mane, tail, fangs, claws, eyes, tongue, horn,feather [ longer than average ]

bel - basic information

full name: belladon owen
alias: bel
age: unknown [ appears not to age ]
sex: nonbinary [ they/them ]
sexuality: pansexual

motte - basic information

full name: unknown
alias: motte [ german for 'moth' ]
age: unknown [ appears not to age ]
sex: sex and gender unknown [it/its]
sexuality: anyone interesting

their story

the idea was pretty simple. it was bel who seemed interested, at first. it was in their late teen years that they started learning about the paranormal. they had never believed that the rituals themselves worked, but had simply thought that the aspect of them was interesting. they tried a few about things such as ghost sightings, catching glimpses of other dimensions - simple. light stuff like that. it was fun.
then they got interested in demons. that's where the fun stopped.

bel met motte on a rainy evening. there had been a storm and bel had retreated to their research, which had gathered over the half year they'd been becoming more and more curious. their parents had gone away for the weekend, and bel had become lonely. while enjoying simply running their fingers along the many pages of rituals and spells, one especially striked their fancy. out of a boost of simple boredom, the decision was made to try it out. it was a complicated ritual, that was for sure, but bel wasn't one to refuse a challenge.

it went easier than expected. one second they had finished lighting the candles around the mirror, the second they were looking up to find a different pair of eyes to be staring back at them. bel was scared to death. these weren't supposed to work. these didn't work.
then a hand grasped the collar of their shirt, pulling them towards the screen of the mirror.

that's the last that bel remembers - before being stuck. fearfully grabbing at their now baggy shirt collar, they got only one glance at the creature now standing in their bedroom before realising - the thing.. it. the roles were reversed. bel was the one stuck, now.
then a shattering. the mirror was broken.

---

it's been years since that incident now. motte has gotten its name. while motte is now the one in control of bel's body, bel does not mind. it's easier. motte takes care of them. they have gotten close, they enjoy each others company, and while bel is alive in no more than the shard of glass hung around motte's neck, they are fine with it. bel, however, is fading. the victims of posession of such extent aren't supposed to stick around.

"but that's okay," says bel. "it's fine, really." they smile at motte.

"i guess it has to be." it sighs, shaking its head.

"but it's always only fine"

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yess this is motte !!
I've been working on its design for a while :^)

also, just for reference: its feather is raven and longer than average. the two orange splashes are, well, blood, I suppose,,

(( approved ! ))

Description
edits

mane, tail, fangs, claws, eyes, tongue, horn,feather [ longer than average ]

bel - basic information

full name: belladon owen
alias: bel
age: unknown [ appears not to age ]
sex: nonbinary [ they/them ]
sexuality: pansexual

motte - basic information

full name: unknown
alias: motte [ german for 'moth' ]
age: unknown [ appears not to age ]
sex: sex and gender unknown [it/its]
sexuality: anyone interesting

their story

the idea was pretty simple. it was bel who seemed interested, at first. it was in their late teen years that they started learning about the paranormal. they had never believed that the rituals themselves worked, but had simply thought that the aspect of them was interesting. they tried a few about things such as ghost sightings, catching glimpses of other dimensions - simple. light stuff like that. it was fun.
then they got interested in demons. that's where the fun stopped.

bel met motte on a rainy evening. there had been a storm and bel had retreated to their research, which had gathered over the half year they'd been becoming more and more curious. their parents had gone away for the weekend, and bel had become lonely. while enjoying simply running their fingers along the many pages of rituals and spells, one especially striked their fancy. out of a boost of simple boredom, the decision was made to try it out. it was a complicated ritual, that was for sure, but bel wasn't one to refuse a challenge.

it went easier than expected. one second they had finished lighting the candles around the mirror, the second they were looking up to find a different pair of eyes to be staring back at them. bel was scared to death. these weren't supposed to work. these didn't work.
then a hand grasped the collar of their shirt, pulling them towards the screen of the mirror.

that's the last that bel remembers - before being stuck. fearfully grabbing at their now baggy shirt collar, they got only one glance at the creature now standing in their bedroom before realising - the thing.. it. the roles were reversed. bel was the one stuck, now.
then a shattering. the mirror was broken.

---

it's been years since that incident now. motte has gotten its name. while motte is now the one in control of bel's body, bel does not mind. it's easier. motte takes care of them. they have gotten close, they enjoy each others company, and while bel is alive in no more than the shard of glass hung around motte's neck, they are fine with it. bel, however, is fading. the victims of posession of such extent aren't supposed to stick around.

"but that's okay," says bel. "it's fine, really." they smile at motte.

"i guess it has to be." it sighs, shaking its head.

"but it's always only fine"

----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

yess this is motte !!
I've been working on its design for a while :^)

also, just for reference: its feather is raven and longer than average. the two orange splashes are, well, blood, I suppose,,

(( approved ! ))