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Crucible reaches down and swats the tide pod out of Cup's hands, before turning to the anon and roaring furiously.(@ceramiccorruption / Crucible)
Cuphead blinked in confusion as the ‘candy’ pod was slapped out of his hand. He just bent down and picked it back up. “What was that for?” He asked.
Crucible huffed and again smacked the tide pod out of the boy’s hands, keeping a claw over it, now.
“Tнαт ιѕ ρσιѕσи,” he said.
The sin bag. Krampus' sin bag.
“Ɲσ, I нανє ησт,” Pyre huffed, glaring at the anon.
Pyre, have you been shoved into the sin bag and been beaten for how naughty you have been.
“Sнσνєɗ ιηтσ тнє ωнαt ησω?” Pyre asked, staring at the anon with a baffled expression.
Pyre, what do you eat?
“I gєηєяαƖƖу єαт мєαт…αηɗ тιмє-ωαѕтιηg αησηѕ ѕυcн αѕ уσυяѕєƖf αяє мєαт~“
He leered at the anon, looming over them.
Send me messages or anons punishing/tormenting my muse for the wicked deeds they’ve done this year.
Celebrating Krampusnacht all winter long~
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It was rare that Mugsy got to go out of the Casino, and he was going to take this opportunity to unwind and relax; he deserved a break every now and then, didn’t he?
A cigarette in hand, he wandered aimlessly for now; he was a bit bored, sure, but that was vastly preferable to being stressed out, and he would relish this down time for however long it lasted.
*Vivienne had also decided to finally awaken that day and wandered around the Isles, wearing a hooded cloak that covered her face and figure from anyone who happened to see her…She was relishing the quiet night she was having so far*
Eventually, Mugsy found a bench, and decided to just sit and relax for a while, one leg crossed over the other as he took a drag off his cigarette. His tail coiled lazily behind him.
*She saw the bench and sat down next to him, her golden eyes glowing in the darkness..She didn’t take her hood off but she removed her mask she was wearing…and yawned softly as she looked up at the starry evening it was*
“…………..”
Mugsy sighed a bit when he noticed the stranger sit down next to him, and said nothing; he wasn’t exactly looking forward to company right now, but he wasn’t about to raise a fuss about it. He took another drag off his cigarette; he wouldn’t bother speaking to her unless she spoke to him first.
*She sighed when she noticed Mugsy was right next to her, she only saw him when she was alive but she has changed a lot since then…she wondered why he was outside the Casino.. maybe he was on break but one thing was certain, both of them have definitely changed..* “So.. beautiful evening it is..isn’t it?”
“Huh?”
Mugsy blinked, looking over towards her, he frowned a bit, and shrugged.
“Sure, I guess,” he said, leaning back in his seat, now, his arms crossed behind his neck.
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It was rare that Mugsy got to go out of the Casino, and he was going to take this opportunity to unwind and relax; he deserved a break every now and then, didn’t he?
A cigarette in hand, he wandered aimlessly for now; he was a bit bored, sure, but that was vastly preferable to being stressed out, and he would relish this down time for however long it lasted.
*Vivienne had also decided to finally awaken that day and wandered around the Isles, wearing a hooded cloak that covered her face and figure from anyone who happened to see her…She was relishing the quiet night she was having so far*
Eventually, Mugsy found a bench, and decided to just sit and relax for a while, one leg crossed over the other as he took a drag off his cigarette. His tail coiled lazily behind him.
*She saw the bench and sat down next to him, her golden eyes glowing in the darkness..She didn’t take her hood off but she removed her mask she was wearing…and yawned softly as she looked up at the starry evening it was*
“..............”
Mugsy sighed a bit when he noticed the stranger sit down next to him, and said nothing; he wasn’t exactly looking forward to company right now, but he wasn’t about to raise a fuss about it. He took another drag off his cigarette; he wouldn’t bother speaking to her unless she spoke to him first.
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@askcrescentia
It was rare that Mugsy got to go out of the Casino, and he was going to take this opportunity to unwind and relax; he deserved a break every now and then, didn’t he?
A cigarette in hand, he wandered aimlessly for now; he was a bit bored, sure, but that was vastly preferable to being stressed out, and he would relish this down time for however long it lasted.
*Vivienne had also decided to finally awaken that day and wandered around the Isles, wearing a hooded cloak that covered her face and figure from anyone who happened to see her…She was relishing the quiet night she was having so far*
Eventually, Mugsy found a bench, and decided to just sit and relax for a while, one leg crossed over the other as he took a drag off his cigarette. His tail coiled lazily behind him.
Closed w/ askcrescentia
@askcrescentia
It was rare that Mugsy got to go out of the Casino, and he was going to take this opportunity to unwind and relax; he deserved a break every now and then, didn’t he?
A cigarette in hand, he wandered aimlessly for now; he was a bit bored, sure, but that was vastly preferable to being stressed out, and he would relish this down time for however long it lasted.
And just like that, the anon is engulfed in a beautiful, silver-blue fire that burns so fiercely, it would consume the ashes left behind. "I believe that's quite enough out of /you/, Gray One." (@ceramiccorruption / Crucible)
Cup stiffened in surprise, eyes widening and looking around worriedly, “Wh-who’s there…?”
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“…sorry.” He mumbled, looking away.
“Wнαт αяε чσυ αρσlσgιzιиg ƒσя?” Crucible asked softly, a concerned look on his face.
“I don’t know…” Existing?
“I ѕεε...” Crucible mused, resting his chin in his talon. This was one of those times where the beast wished that he wasn’t...well, what he was. Things would be much less awkward if if was obvious that he was a Mugman...
And just like that, the anon is engulfed in a beautiful, silver-blue fire that burns so fiercely, it would consume the ashes left behind. "I believe that's quite enough out of /you/, Gray One." (@ceramiccorruption / Crucible)
Cup stiffened in surprise, eyes widening and looking around worriedly, “Wh-who’s there…?”
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Cup flinched and gripped his arm, glancing to the side. “…”
“…I ѕεεм тσ нανε ѕтяυcк α иεяνε,” Crucible mumbled, scratching lightly at his neck with one talon.
“…sorry.” He mumbled, looking away.
“Wнαт αяε чσυ αρσlσgιzιиg ƒσя?” Crucible asked softly, a concerned look on his face.
And just like that, the anon is engulfed in a beautiful, silver-blue fire that burns so fiercely, it would consume the ashes left behind. "I believe that's quite enough out of /you/, Gray One." (@ceramiccorruption / Crucible)
Cup stiffened in surprise, eyes widening and looking around worriedly, “Wh-who’s there…?”
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“You do…?” Cup was trying to rack his mind. “B-but this is the first t-time we’ve met…”
“Yεѕ, ιт ιѕ,” Crucible agreed, briefly nodding his head. “Bυт I ѕтαиd вч ωнαт I ѕαч…Cυρнεαd.“
Cup flinched and gripped his arm, glancing to the side. “…”
“...I ѕεεм тσ нανε ѕтяυcк α иεяνε,” Crucible mumbled, scratching lightly at his neck with one talon.
And just like that, the anon is engulfed in a beautiful, silver-blue fire that burns so fiercely, it would consume the ashes left behind. "I believe that's quite enough out of /you/, Gray One." (@ceramiccorruption / Crucible)
Cup stiffened in surprise, eyes widening and looking around worriedly, “Wh-who’s there…?”
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“B-but why…? Y-You don’t even know m-me… for all y-you know, I c-could deserve their harrassment…”
His expression softened somewhat at Cup’s words, and he laid down on the ground, the front pair of arms draped across each other.
“Tнαт ιѕи'т яεαllч тяυε,” he said. “I dσ ιиdεεd киσω чσυ. Aиd I киσω чσυ dσи'т dεѕεяνε тнιѕ cяυεlтч…”
“You do…?” Cup was trying to rack his mind. “B-but this is the first t-time we’ve met…”
“Yεѕ, ιт ιѕ,” Crucible agreed, briefly nodding his head. “Bυт I ѕтαиd вч ωнαт I ѕαч...Cυρнεαd.“
And just like that, the anon is engulfed in a beautiful, silver-blue fire that burns so fiercely, it would consume the ashes left behind. "I believe that's quite enough out of /you/, Gray One." (@ceramiccorruption / Crucible)
Cup stiffened in surprise, eyes widening and looking around worriedly, “Wh-who’s there…?”
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“Wh-who are you…?” He whispered shakily. “Wh-what do you w-want from me…?”
“Cαll мε Cяυcιвlε,” the beastly angel said. “Aѕ ƒσя ωнαт I ωαит, ωεll…иσтнιиg. I мεяεlч иσтιcεd тнε Gяαч Oиεѕ нαяαѕѕιиg чσυ, αиd dεcιdεd тσ ѕтερ ιи.“
This was mostly the truth; in all reality, Crucible was drawn to any Cuphead across the Multiverse…even though he wouldn’t be recognized for what he originally was. A cosmic kind of brotherly protection, one could call it.
“B-but why…? Y-You don’t even know m-me… for all y-you know, I c-could deserve their harrassment…”
His expression softened somewhat at Cup’s words, and he laid down on the ground, the front pair of arms draped across each other.
“Tнαт ιѕи'т яεαllч тяυε,” he said. “I dσ ιиdεεd киσω чσυ. Aиd I киσω чσυ dσи'т dεѕεяνε тнιѕ cяυεlтч...”
And just like that, the anon is engulfed in a beautiful, silver-blue fire that burns so fiercely, it would consume the ashes left behind. "I believe that's quite enough out of /you/, Gray One." (@ceramiccorruption / Crucible)
Cup stiffened in surprise, eyes widening and looking around worriedly, “Wh-who’s there…?”
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The beast stood quite a fair bit taller than Cup on all fours (sixes?), and all four of its silver and blue eyes were focused on him. It had wings, antlers, and was covered in feathers; halfway down its limbs, the feathers gave way into scaly, bird-like talons.
“Tнε Gяαч Oиεѕ ѕεεм тσ нανε ѕσмε кιиd σƒ ƒαѕcιиαтισи ωιтн чσυ,” it mused, tilting its head to the side.
He yelped in surprise and scrambled back, looking the tiniest bit fearful and very, very confused. “I-I…”
As Cuphead scrambled back away, Crucible merely sat down on his haunches, making no attempt to go after the other.
“Fяιgнтεиεd? Wεll…I cαииσт вlαмε чσυ,” he chuckled. “I αм qυιтε α ѕιgнт тσ вεнσld…вυт I мεαи чσυ иσ нαям.“
“Wh-who are you…?” He whispered shakily. “Wh-what do you w-want from me…?”
“Cαll мε Cяυcιвlε,” the beastly angel said. “Aѕ ƒσя ωнαт I ωαит, ωεll...иσтнιиg. I мεяεlч иσтιcεd тнε Gяαч Oиεѕ нαяαѕѕιиg чσυ, αиd dεcιdεd тσ ѕтερ ιи.“
This was mostly the truth; in all reality, Crucible was drawn to any Cuphead across the Multiverse...even though he wouldn’t be recognized for what he originally was. A cosmic kind of brotherly protection, one could call it.
Reblog if you want anons about your muse’s worst memories.
Repressed or not, dig into my muse’s past and make them talk about things they wish they could forget.
