Rosie wasn’t always the clumsy, lovable familiar wandering the halls of Castle Nosferatu. Once a bright-eyed apprentice, she spent her days tiptoeing through shadowed corridors, dusting crypts, and whispering to the blood-red roses that grew only where moonlight dared to touch. Her magic was… unpredictable, often setting vials and spells awry, leaving a trail of minor disasters and giggles in her wake. But the Count didn’t mind—he admired the chaos she carried like a lantern through the gloom. Over time, Rosie became more than a familiar; she became the heart of the castle’s mischief, the little spark of warmth in its cold stone, a reminder that even in a crypt full of shadows, a single, determined soul could turn mishap into delight.
❝ A sinner wrapped in sanctity, a rose that bloomed beneath the cross ❞
Welcome to the Coffin Club!
I’m Rosie or Rosferatu, a gothic-cute VTuber bringing moonlit coziness, cursed roses, and wholesome chaos to your night. Grab a cup of plasma (or tea) settle into the garden, and bloom with me, my precious petals
BUSINESS EMAIL [email protected]
Before you follow . . .
Make sure you’re ready for cozy chaos — this castle runs on laughs and mischief
Remember: Rosie is learning, failing, and experimenting… often all at once
Be kind, curious, and prepared to enjoy the spooky vibes responsibly
♱ LORE ♱
NAME
Rosalyn Nightrose NICKNAME/ALIAS
Rosferatu, Rosie TITLES
The Failed Familiar AGE
Unknown DATE OF BIRTH
July GENDER & PRONOUNS
Agender, any pronouns
WHY THE COUNT KICKED ME OUT (LORE EDITION)
Long ago, deep in the crumbling halls of Castle Nosferatu, a clumsy apprentice named Rosie served as the Count’s familiar. Her chores were simple enough: polish the coffins, dust the crypts, and tend to the vampire roses that grew only from spilled blood.
One night, she pricked her finger on a cursed black rose, a bloom fed by centuries of quiet, heavy magic. Instead of dying, her heartbeat turned to sap. Her reflection shimmered with drifting petals, and her eyes glowed like a fading sunset. She wasn’t human anymore, but she wasn’t quite a vampire either.
When Count Nosferatu discovered what she had become, he banished her for being “too cheerful and far too sparkly.” Now she wanders the mortal world and streams from her hidden garden, determined to show that even a misfit monster deserves the chance to bloom.
EYE
Crimson-pink with a faint gray-blue ring HAIR
Black with sapphire-blue sheen SKIN
Cool porcelain
POSITIVE
Soft-hearted. Loyal to a fault. Imaginative & whimsical. Resilient. NEUTRAL
Curious. Dramatic. Impulsive. Superstitious. Easily enchanted. NEGATIVE
Magically clumsy. Self-doubting. Overly apologetic. Prone to overattachment. GOALS
To be remembered for something positive. REGRETS
Not trusting her instincts. FEARS
Becoming a burden. That she truly is a failure.
♱ POWERS & ABILITIES ♱
VAMPIRIC TRAITS
ENHANCED STRENGTH & AGILITY
Faster, stronger, and more dexterous than a normal human/familiarNIGHT VISION
See clearly in darkness; pitch black is no problemREGENERATION
Heals from minor injuries quickly; major injuries take time or magicIMMORTALITY
Does not age in a normal senseFANGS & BITE
Can feed on blood if needed; bites can have minor vampiric effectsCHARM
Can subtly influence others’ attention or emotions (short-range, minor effect)BAT TRANSFORMATION
Can turn into a small bat (motion sickness occurs if too fast or too long)
PLANT MAGIC & FAMILIAR TRAITS
PLANT GROWTH MANIPULATION
Can accelerate growth of plants, flowers, or vines nearbyBLOOD-PLANT SYMBIOSIS
Plants she touches can feed from blood or magic-infused substancesPETAL PROJECTILES
Can launch razor-sharp petals or pollen bursts for offense/defenseBLOOMBLOOD
Small wounds can be healed by growing roses over them — pretty, but itchyENTANGLING VINES
Can summon vines or roots to bind enemies or objectsCHARM POLLEN
Releases sparkly pollen when excited, making people a little too invested in herPETALBURST
Sneezes rose petals when startled or nervous; occasionally triggers chat-wide allergiesFLORAL FAMILIAR BOND
Can communicate subtly with plant life and other familiars (not always reliable)
PLANT MAGIC & FAMILIAR TRAITS
BLOOD BLOOM
When feeding or exposed to blood, plants nearby react unpredictably — grow rapidly, bloom blood-red flowers, or act defensivelyCRYPT CAMOFLAGE
Can merge with vines, plants, or shadows to hide from enemiesSCENT TRACKING
Detects smells like blood, magic residue, or rare plantsACCIDENTAL DISASTER AURA
Magic tends to misfire if she’s excited or panicked — minor mishaps or chaotic plant growthHYDRATION DEPENDENCE
Must drink water (or magical equivalent) regularly or she wiltsBEE AVERSION
Bees and certain insects are her natural enemiesMOTION SICKNESS
Bat form and fast flight can make her dizzy or nauseatedEXPLOSIVE EXPERIMENTATION
Loves magical experiments; usually backfiresMEMORY FOG
Sometimes forgets where she put spells, ingredients, or even herselfHARD OF HEARING
Often misses spoken instructions or subtle sounds; relies on sight, magic, or Rosie’s over-explaining
WEAKNESSES
Rosie needs water, sunlight, and compliments to survive; blood won’t do.
Bees are her natural enemy, causing panic and frantic flapping.
She gets motion sick whenever she transforms into a bat.
Rosie wilts during long streams if she isn’t properly hydrated.
She jumps into magical experiments without thinking, often creating minor disasters.
Rosie forgets where she puts things, including important ingredients, magical tools, and occasionally her own spells.
She tends to overestimate her ability to control magic, plants, or crypt creatures.
Rosie believes most problems can be fixed with a smile or a strange idea, which sometimes backfires spectacularly.
Shiny objects, squeaky noises, or wandering bats can completely derail her focus for hours.
IMPORTANT HEADCANONS
| Rosie talks to the castle’s roses as if they can talk back, and sometimes, in her dreams, they do |
| Despite her failures, she genuinely tries to help everyone and everything in the castle… even if her help usually causes more chaos |
| Rosie has a secret stash of tiny snacks hidden in random crypt corners, mostly for herself but sometimes for the bats |
| Rosie is obsessed with small, shiny things—coins, trinkets, and especially buttons—though she never remembers why she picked them up |
| She sometimes leaves little “apologies” for the Count after disasters, written in messy handwriting and decorated with doodles |
| Rosie secretly enjoys watching the bats gossip and swoop around the castle; she calls it “bat news” |
♱ ROSIE'S ORIGIN ♱
In a forgotten monastery garden, a rose once grew that never bloomed. Its petals were dark as mourning silk and survived not on sunlight, but on moonlight and sorrow.The last caretaker of that garden was Rosie, a gentle soul who tended the failing blossom through a season of rot and decay. She whispered to it every night, offering comfort while the rest of the world fell silent.On her final night as a mortal, she pricked her finger on its thorn. Her blood soaked into the soil, and the rose awakened. So did she.The garden died, yet Rosferatu rose from the earth, somewhere between human and monster, held together by affection and endless curiosity.
For centuries she wandered through crypts and castles, searching for something that felt like home. The black rose tied to her soul would bloom whenever she found a true connection, then wilt when the mortal world moved on.Eventually, she built herself a coffin-lounge in the ruins of her first garden. She filled it with bats, candles, and cross-shaped trinkets left by people she once loved. Over time, laughter, stories, and soft music returned to her crypt. The emptiness softened into comfort.She now calls it the Coffin Club, a cozy place between the worlds of the living and the lost.
One restless night, a curious bat named Budrick bit into a glowing modem and accidentally discovered the internet. Through his chaos, Rosferatu stumbled into streaming and found a way to speak to the living without leaving her crypt.She now streams from her candlelit chamber, sipping rosé plasma, playing games, and chatting with her petals, who help her rediscover humanity through jokes, stories, and chaotic warmth.Every follower becomes another rose in her eternal garden, and each friendship brings back a little of the warmth she once thought she’d lost.
♱ SAINT BUDRICK'S ORIGIN ♱
Most people assume Budrick was created on purpose. He wasn’t.Behind Castle Nosferatu there’s a garden the Count never talks about: the kind that hums when you walk past it. One night, during a strange eclipse Rosie slept through, a blood-fed rosebud fell from its stem. It twitched, sprouted fur, then wings, and shot off screaming like a tea kettle.That was Budrick. Nobody thought much of him except Rosie, who immediately tried to feed him a cracker. For a long time, he was just a bat with a rose for a head and an attitude problem. He slept in chandeliers and tormented the servants. Pretty standard castle pest.
Then came the night Rosie tried to relight the Eternal Candle. She tripped. The candle flew. Half the crypt went up in flames.Budrick, diving toward Rosie because he thought she dropped a snack, slammed into the candle. A burst of soft rose-colored light swept through the crypt, snuffing the flames, polishing the stone, and even reattaching a gargoyle’s missing toe.Everyone stared. Rosie whispered, “Did you do that?” Budrick squeaked like someone caught in a lie. By morning, the clergy called it a miracle. Budrick called it “deeply inconvenient.”The monks from the Order of Petaline Light tried to take him to a holy cloister, calling him “the Blooming Wing” and other titles he hated. The Count said no. Rosie hissed. Budrick hid in a drawer until everyone left.
He stayed in the castle because he didn’t know where else to go, and because Rosie left snacks out “just in case he came back.”When Rosie failed her familiar exam again and almost summoned a demon out of stage fright, the Council decided she needed a magical guardian. No spirit volunteered. They all remembered the demon incident. Budrick, small, glowing, and already hovering near her like a worried parent, was promoted by paperwork no one asked him about.Now he’s the castle’s tiniest saint and Rosie’s unofficial handler. His miracles are small, practical, and accidental — but they keep her alive. Servants whisper that his petals glow before disasters (usually Rosie-related), he can calm curses by sneezing, he once headbutted a wraith, and he is constantly tired. Even so, he never leaves Rosie, fluttering behind her like a rose-scented warning siren.
♱ REFERENCES ♱
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♱ CREDITS ♱
MODELS
| Model 1 | @Akizone & @MeezieLive2d |
| Model 2 | @suiika |
| PNGTuber | Rosie! |
OVERLAY
| Overlay | @SugarStreamfly |
| Transition | @StreamBliss |
| Alert 1 | @StarryElegantLotus |
| Alert 2 | @StarryElegantLotus |
| Snowflake Overlay | @Lycqn |
| Pop-Up Reminder | AssetShop |
| Chat Widget | milaeshop |
| Socials Rotator | milaeshop |
| Flying Bats Decorations | DexPixel |
| Subbies | chroneco |
| Falling Roses | SunnyMotions |
PROGRAMS
| OBS | OBS |
| T.I.T.S | Remasuri3 |
| VTube Studio | DenchiSoft |
| Streamer.bot | Nate |
| VeadoTube | olmewe & BELLA! |
| Voicemod | Voicemod |
| VTSPog | Eruben Thillior |
| Shoost | MuRo_CG |
| VSeeFace | VSeeFace |
| Lyricist | AmoAster |
GRAPHICS
| Logo | @Zenith & @Sasa |
| Rose Stamp | TraucmahrDesign |
| Hanging Chat Icon | CloversRoom |
EMOTES
| TBA |
MISC
| Carrd | @rcsea |
♱ STREAM INFO ♱
DO'S
Be kind and welcoming to everyone in the crypt
Keep the vibes cozy, creepy, and consent-friendly
Stay in English so the bats and mods can keep up
Remember the castle is 18+ and keep things playful, not explicit
Let Rosie make her own mistakes — it builds character (and content)
Join the fun, laugh, lurk, and enjoy the chaos
Keep private matters private and the mood light
Help maintain a comfy, safe space for all spooky guests
DONT'S
Don’t bring hate, discrimination, fighting, or drama into the castle
Don’t get creepy, invasive, or cross personal boundaries
Don’t trauma dump, start controversy, or overshare sensitive topics
Don’t use other languages in chat
Don’t post NSFW content — the Count is watching
Don’t backseat, spoil, or spam
Don’t self-promote, advertise, or fish for attention
Don’t ruin the chaos by trying to control it
001 Be Kind or Be Banished
Everyone is welcome in the crypt!
Treat fellow crypt dwellers with warmth and respect. The castle thrives on kindness, laughter, and a touch of mischief. 002 Keep It Cozy, Creepy, and Consent-Friendly
Flirty fun is fine; creepy weird is not.
Enjoy playful chaos safely. Avoid drama, trauma dumping, or invading personal boundaries. Private matters stay private.
003 English Only, Please!
For the safety of all crypt dwellers (and Rosie’s last functioning brain cell).
Chat in English so everyone can join the fun and the gargoyles don’t get suspicious. 004 The Crypt Is 18+
We’re all spooky grown-ups here!
Playful flirtation and eerie humor are welcome, but NSFW content or anything that would make the Count frown is forbidden.
006 Let the Chaos Unfold
Rosie must stumble on her own to build character.
Mistakes and misadventures are part of the charm. Avoid backseating, spoiling, or trying to control the castle’s chaos. 007 Focus on Fun, Not Self-Promo
There’s only room for one disaster familiar.
Participate in the chaos, share laughs, and enjoy spooky antics. Advertising or attention-seeking detracts from the collective fun.
♱ SOCIALS ♱