RAVVENOX | MOONROT MIDWAY |

Ravennox — The Unbound Jester

"Laughter is a chain. I broke mine long ago."

Basic Information

Name: Ravennox Nicknames: The Unbound, The Forgotten Joke, The King Behind the Curtain Age: Unknown — exists beyond measurable time Gender: Unknown (it changes) Height: 6'4" (193 cm) Role: Chaos Incarnate & Harbinger Alignment: Chaotic Neutral

Appearance

Ravennox is a towering jester-like entity wrapped in layers of impossible fabric, dangling strings, fractured ornaments, and shifting colors that seem wrong to the human eye. Their body is unnaturally tall and thin, with elongated limbs moving like a marionette suspended by invisible hands.

Their face is hidden behind a smooth white mask shaped almost like a theatrical plague mask crossed with a porcelain doll. A spiraling symbol twists endlessly across the mask’s center, seeming to rotate when stared at too long. Where eyes should be, there is only abyssal darkness.

The twin points of their jester hood curl upward like twisted horns, decorated with bells, eyes, charms, broken stars, and metallic relics collected from forgotten places. Thin black wires and strings trail endlessly from their clothing, drifting as though underwater even in still air.

Their outfit constantly changes:

fabrics rearrange themselves, patterns move, colors bleed into one another, ribbons appear and vanish, bells ring without motion.

Nothing Ravennox wears remains entirely stable.

Eyes

None. Only darkness.

Those who stare into the void beneath the mask often experience:

auditory hallucinations, forgotten memories resurfacing, uncontrollable laughter, sudden dread, or the feeling something is staring back from far deeper inside. Hair

No hair.

Instead:

strings, wires, threads, ribbon-like tendrils, and shadowy fibers move around their head independently.

Sometimes they twitch as if reacting to voices nobody else can hear.

Scent Ozone before lightning Cold metal Wilted flowers Burnt velvet Rain inside abandoned buildings Something deeply “wrong” beneath it all Personality

Ravennox is theatrical, intelligent, cruel, playful, philosophical, and impossible to predict.

They do not simply entertain— they unravel.

Ravennox sees reality as one giant stage built on fragile rules meant to eventually break. They delight in exposing hypocrisy, fear, hidden desires, and the absurdity of existence itself. To Ravennox, chaos is not destruction for destruction’s sake—it is freedom.

They speak in riddles, jokes, half-truths, and eerie observations that sound meaningless until later events prove otherwise.

Despite their terrifying nature, Ravennox is strangely gentle toward certain beings:

abandoned souls, broken performers, forgotten children, monsters treated cruelly by others.

Nixie is the closest thing Ravennox has to genuine emotional attachment.

Though Ravennox claims attachment is weakness, they quietly indulge Nixie constantly:

allowing them to cling to their robes, watching their private performances, accepting every broken “gift,” protecting them with terrifying violence when threatened.

Ravennox never openly admits affection.

But everyone around them already knows.

Likes Theater and performances Fear mixed with fascination Storms Secrets Human contradictions Laughter during tragedy Broken music boxes Watching reality distort Nixie’s performances Dislikes Predictability Religious authority Forced control Mirrors blessed by holy rites Those who abuse innocence Being truly forgotten Silence without emotion behind it Abilities Marionette Strings

Ravennox manipulates invisible strings capable of:

restraining bodies, pulling objects, severing memories, or controlling movement like puppetry.

Sometimes the strings appear attached to nothing at all.

Reality Distortion

Rooms twist around Ravennox:

hallways lengthen, doors disappear, shadows move incorrectly, laughter echoes from nowhere, time becomes inconsistent. Memory Harvesting

Ravennox can “collect” memories from people, storing them like treasured toys or trinkets. Victims often forget important parts of themselves afterward.

Fear Feeding

Strong emotional energy strengthens Ravennox:

fear, joy, chaos, obsession, grief, mania.

Crowds are especially dangerous around them.

Uncatchable Presence

Ravennox cannot remain confined permanently. Locks fail. Seals weaken. Prisons decay around them.

“You cannot imprison a punchline once it has already spread.”

Reflection Absence

Ravennox has no reflection whatsoever.

Mirrors instead show:

distorted rooms, empty stages, crowds applauding, or occasionally Nixie standing alone. Extras Can appear anywhere laughter exists. Sometimes speaks through radios, toys, or theater speakers. Collects old carnival relics and masks. Frequently disappears mid-conversation without warning. Keeps countless stolen memories hidden somewhere unknown. Bells around them ring seconds before they move. Has existed under many names throughout history. Backstory

Before Ravennox became “The Unbound Jester,” they were something else entirely—something history tried desperately to erase.

Long ago, there existed a traveling carnival unlike any other. It moved from kingdom to kingdom, city to city, appearing overnight beneath strange storms. Its performers were unmatched:

dancers who moved like dreams, musicians who made crowds weep, clowns who made kings forget wars, and one masked jester whose laughter could silence entire rooms.

That jester was Ravennox.

At first, they were adored.

But the carnival hid darker truths.

The performances changed people. Audience members left obsessed, euphoric, unstable. Some abandoned families just to follow the carnival. Others vanished entirely. Rumors spread that the performers were feeding on emotion itself.

Eventually, fear overtook fascination.

A coalition of rulers, priests, and executioners cornered the carnival one storm-filled night. The tents were burned. Performers were slaughtered. The audience locked inside with them.

Ravennox survived.

Or perhaps survival is the wrong word.

Something inside the flames broke—not flesh, but limitation itself. Ravennox emerged changed, untethered from ordinary existence. No longer merely a performer, but a living embodiment of chaos, memory, fear, and theater intertwined.

The massacre became their first joke.

And humanity never realized the punchline was still alive.

For centuries afterward, strange stories followed:

laughing figures in abandoned theaters, impossible carnivals appearing in fog, people losing memories after hearing bells, entire towns waking from identical nightmares.

Ravennox wandered endlessly through it all, growing less human with every passing decade.

Then, in the ruins of another dead carnival, they found Nixie.

A tiny stitched thing hiding beneath burnt stage boards.

Unlike everyone else, Nixie did not fear Ravennox.

They smiled.

And for the first time in centuries... Ravennox stayed.

Relationships: Nixie — Ravennox’s Jester Child

"He calls me chaos’ little star. I call him my favorite nightmare."

Basic Information

Name: Nixie Nicknames: Nix, Little Star, His Joke Age: Unknown (appears around 6–8 years old) Gender: Unknown (they/them) Height: 3'2" (97 cm) Role: Ravennox’s Jester Child & Cherished Companion Alignment: Chaotic Neutral

Appearance

Nixie is a tiny, eerie jester-like being stitched together from layers of ragged fabric, faded velvet, old carnival cloth, and mysterious patchwork pieces that never seem to decay. Their body is doll-like and unnaturally light, moving with jerky little motions one second and smooth, silent gliding the next.

Their face is completely covered by a pale stitched mask resembling cracked porcelain and worn fabric combined. One eye socket is a black star-shaped void, while the other is crossed shut with heavy stitches. Despite lacking visible eyes, Nixie always seems to know exactly where everyone is.

Their oversized jester hood droops around their head with long pointed ends decorated in bells, stars, charms, beads, and tiny trinkets collected over the years. The bells barely make sound unless Nixie wants them to.

Their clothing hangs in layers of oversized stitched ribbons and tattered cloth in deep purples, indigos, dusty pinks, faded blues, and blackened cream tones. Every patch and dangling object supposedly carries a memory, secret, or promise.

Nixie always carries a worn stuffed doll resembling themselves.

Eyes

Though hidden behind the stitched mask, faint darkness shifts beneath it. The star-shaped opening on the right side occasionally reveals a moving void rather than an actual eye.

People who stare too long sometimes claim the hole “blinks.”

Hair

None. Nixie permanently hides beneath hoods, veils, and jester caps.

Scent Dusty carnival sweets Old fabric and attic wood Ozone after a storm Candle smoke and rain-soaked velvet Personality

Nixie is playful, clingy, chaotic, affectionate, and deeply unsettling.

They adore Ravennox with frightening devotion and behave almost like a loyal child following a parent, shadow, or god. Nixie lives entirely for Ravennox’s approval and attention. Everything they collect, perform, steal, or create is meant to amuse him.

Despite their eerie appearance, Nixie can be strangely sweet:

offering tiny gifts, humming lullabies, fixing torn clothing, leaving trinkets beside sleeping people.

But their kindness is unpredictable.

Nixie does not fully understand morality. If Ravennox dislikes someone, Nixie may torment them endlessly with harmless tricks... or horrifying psychological games. Yet if Ravennox praises someone, Nixie becomes protective and almost friendly.

They mimic voices perfectly after hearing them once and sometimes repeat conversations nobody remembers having around them.

Nixie fears abandonment more than anything.

Likes Ravennox Broken toys Music boxes Performing private “shows” Collecting shiny objects Hiding under furniture or curtains Storms and thunder Being praised Dislikes Being ignored Bright sunlight Open fire near their fabrics People touching their mask Loud crowds without Ravennox nearby Churches and holy symbols Silence that lasts “too long” Abilities Puppet Mimicry

Nixie can imitate movements, voices, habits, and gestures with disturbing accuracy.

Silent Steps

Their bells only ring when they choose. Otherwise, they move almost soundlessly.

Toymaker’s Curse

Objects Nixie keeps for long enough begin behaving strangely:

dolls move, music boxes play alone, toys stare at people, bells ring in empty rooms. Nightmare Bond

Nixie can sense Ravennox’s emotions from far away and becomes violently distressed if he is harmed.

Impossible Flexibility

Their body bends in ways joints should not allow, reinforcing the suspicion that Nixie may not actually be human.

Extras Carries a stuffed doll everywhere. Collects “broken” things and gifts them to Ravennox. Sleeps inside a toy chest near Ravennox’s chambers. Created a private miniature stage where only Ravennox may watch their performances. Believes Ravennox can do no wrong. Hates mirrors unless Ravennox stands beside them. Backstory

Long before Nixie became Ravennox’s shadow, they were something forgotten.

Nobody knows where the little jester truly came from. Some say they were abandoned in a ruined carnival after a fire swallowed the tents whole. Others whisper that they were never alive to begin with—that Nixie was stitched together from scraps, grief, and loneliness left behind by dead performers.

The oldest rumor claims the carnival itself created them.

For years, strange stories spread across wandering fairs:

bells ringing in empty tents, tiny footprints appearing in ash, a childlike laugh echoing backstage, dolls rearranging themselves overnight.

Performers vanished. Audiences reported seeing a “little stitched fool” watching from beneath the stage.

Then Ravennox arrived.

Unlike everyone else, he did not recoil from Nixie. He laughed with them. Spoke to them. Watched their performances instead of fleeing from them. For the first time, Nixie was seen—not as a monster, but as something worthy of attention.

That single kindness became obsession.

Nixie followed Ravennox from that night onward, dragging their toy chest behind them through abandoned halls, ruined theaters, and cursed carnival grounds. Wherever Ravennox goes, Nixie follows close behind like a loyal ghost-child.

Some believe Ravennox saved Nixie.

Others believe he simply claimed what the carnival had already made.

Either way, Nixie belongs to him now.

And if Ravennox ever disappeared... the little bells in the dark would probably stop ringing forever.