sweetdevil | 27th ♫ | The morning bells mark the break of dawn

OC VOICETEST FOR ASTER AZULINE ANBELL
yes, the three alliterative names were entirely necessary

Aster is a bratty tsundere princess from the kingdom of Anbell, third child to the royal family and essentially a spare kid. Happens to be her generations 'Scion', who is responsible for bringing life back to the world at the end of each Cycle, thus staving off the end of the world for the next few hundred years. Cliffnotes/quick overview for meme purposes below:

ASTER IS:

Twenty years old, blonde and blue eyed, petite and pretty.
A princess and thus very much A Royal Young Lady
A "chosen one" character known as the Scion
Educated and cultured, well spoken, a bit sheltered
Grouchy, prickly and more than a little spoiled on the outside
Full of warm snuggly tsundere love on the inside and often unable to stop herself extending small kindnesses even if she's very "I–I DIDN'T DO IT FOR YOU BAKA" about it.
Carrying around four incredibly powerful magical artifacts inside herself at all times

ASTER IS NOT:

Possessed of much practical experience when it comes to pretty much anything
Very physically strong or fit
Particularly good at impulse control
Genuinely cruel, actively malicious or mean-spirited
Familiar with modern day culture or technology

Like my usual CMOs, I'm totally happy to roll with assumed CR, AUs, setting transplants, BASICALLY ANYTHING YA LITTLE HEART MAY DESIRE, I'M HERE TO GET ON WITH IT

PROMPTS:

Random Scenario Meme Prompts
Jamjar CR Meme Prompts
Murdergame Scenario Meme Prompts

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[They'd been here a couple weeks now, long enough to fall into a numbing groove despite the deaths. Their hosts called it the Carnival, full of garish tents and booths that were almost more nightmarish than the deaths they'd witnessed. The whole complex centered around the massive bigtop where they held the now-weekly trials, and bordered by thick, impassable fog. Any attempts at leaving ended up looping back to another part of the carnival.]

[Ned had been trying to work out a way to escape the bubble world, the trailer she'd been assigned as a bedroom full of sheets of scribbled notes and glyphs and magical formulas, trying to find some kind of casting that could punch a hole back to reality. But so far, the suppression of everyone's powers, her own lack of expertise in the relevant branches of magic, and complete lack of her usual resources had left her entirely stymied.]

[So today she's in the carnival's arcade tent, feeding tokens into the prize machine that had been spitting out items from home, hoping to get some of her mother's research or something that might be helpful.]

[The tightly-packed bag of high quality coffee beans wasn't the most useful of reminders of home, but it was highly welcome, for a second. Until she saw the small subtitle underneath flourishing 'dark roast' script.]

>Decaffeinated

...I'm being mocked. This is mockery, and the Ringmaster has to die now.

27th ♫ | The morning bells mark the break of dawn

how bout some murdergame shenanigans