Isn't it nice, the chill of Mount Fay?

Come, join me at the peak.

[glacier-the-vessel]

A visitor? I never get those up here!

Second rp blog! Brought to you by the same person behind @cloth-official. I decided I wanted to make a blog for my vessel oc, Glacier!

Rules: -No NSFW. Don't even try.

-HK/SS spoilers ahead!

-Glacier uses they/them pronouns, mod uses she/her

-Interact and ask as much as you want!

Tags:

#small talk on the mountain - non rp blog asks

#friends in the snow - interactions with other rp blogs

#snow doodles - any of my art

#speaking to themselves - normal posts

#pale snow and crimson flowers - lore posts

#eye for an eye - posts after they lost their arm

#mask off - ooc posts

Notes:

Speaking is like this

thoughts are like this

*actions are like this*

Ooc stuff is like this

Small lore can be found here

Combat can be found here

[the-pale-king]

ooc: next batch of vessels! Left to right, top to bottom;

@/thygrimmchildcaretaker , @/wraith-the-soul-lord

@/glacier-the-vessel , Shade from @/band-of-odd-ones , @onyx-the-vessel

[glacier-the-vessel]

LOOK :DDDD

PEAK

[glacier-the-vessel]

Greetings from Pablo, little one. Pablo bears a gift, and no threats.

*Pablo seems to not have his hammer. He holds a loaf of sourdough with both hands, making no sudden moves*

Here. Take it. Build your strength. Gods know we all need it.

*Glacier pauses, assessing Pablo, before leaping with their pin, only to take the sourdough for now*

If you're truthful... leave now...

[glacier-the-vessel]

(An Vessel Accomplice is Climbing up)

(They look Lost Are Talking About you Mockingly)

(They are Looking Confusedly at a Map Parading His Bloodied Cloak)

(They have a Backpack, A Bloodied Nail, And a Spool of Rope)

(They are Searching for The Big Piece of Magnetite A Place to Hang it for you to Forever See)

(To Forever be reminded of the Failure you Are)

@marngarnandquarn

*Glacier leaps at the vessel, pin aimed at their throat*

[glacier-the-vessel]

*gives you an ugly christmas sweater despite christmas not existing in the hollow knight universe*

*…*

*They put it on, a small sense of solace among the chaos*

[glacier-the-vessel]

[The ground trembled, as a small Wyrm revealed itself.]

Glacier? You're finally back! Its been so long since I've seen you! There was this big thing in Wormways, a-and I felt drawn to it and... I ate part of it? It was so strange, and I molted again, but... I'm happy to see you again!

[It moved closer to Glacier.]

...Sibling?

@wormways-gromkin

(QUICK OOC: THIS IS NOT CANON TO ANYTHING IN PHARLOOMBLR! THE EVENTS HERE DO NOT ACTUALLY HAPPEN! YOU’LL UNDERSTAND WHY AT THE END!)

*Glacier looks up at the Wyrm in front of them. It looks oddly like…*

No. No, he’s dead. This wyrm only looks like him because it, it killed him! This is who killed him! It has to be!

*They draw their pin, the air getting colder, before they leap at Sacrum the wyrm with a crazed look in their eyes*

[wormways-gromkin]

Glacier, stop! Why do you keep trying to fight me!?

[SacrumThe Wyrm moved its tail in the way, attempting to block Glacier's assault.]

[Rolled a 20... 13.]

[glacier-the-vessel]

[15 to hit!]

*Glacier’s pin stabs into his tail, wedging in deep*

You… killed… him… didn’t you…?

*They sound crazed, actually having a voice due to ice vibrating in their throat*

(Glacier masks: 4)

[glacier-the-vessel]

[The ground trembled, as a small Wyrm revealed itself.]

Glacier? You're finally back! Its been so long since I've seen you! There was this big thing in Wormways, a-and I felt drawn to it and... I ate part of it? It was so strange, and I molted again, but... I'm happy to see you again!

[It moved closer to Glacier.]

...Sibling?

@wormways-gromkin

(QUICK OOC: THIS IS NOT CANON TO ANYTHING IN PHARLOOMBLR! THE EVENTS HERE DO NOT ACTUALLY HAPPEN! YOU’LL UNDERSTAND WHY AT THE END!)

*Glacier looks up at the Wyrm in front of them. It looks oddly like…*

No. No, he’s dead. This wyrm only looks like him because it, it killed him! This is who killed him! It has to be!

*They draw their pin, the air getting colder, before they leap at Sacrum the wyrm with a crazed look in their eyes*

[glacier-the-vessel]

Anyone you dont wanna kill?

Everyone... I loved... is dead...

Besides Lurien...

and the Blackwyrm...

They are fine...

They shall live...

[glacier-the-vessel]

Dear Glacier,

Your family is dead. You Couldn't Save Them.

You couldnt save Your Brother, you couldnt save Your Sibling, and you couldnt save Your Father. They must hate you, and rightfully so.

I will… make up… for it…

I will not fail…

I will not run…

I will fight until the world is cleansed…

and then, I shall pave the way for something better…

for Sacrum… for Pane… for Mnemo… for dad…

I shall break this world so it can be built anew.

[glacier-the-vessel]

[pssst answer this whenever you want glacier to come back home]

[Glacier noticed something ahead.]

[...Sacrum.]

[The shell was empty, a fissure ran down the middle of its mask, and the middle of its underbelly.]

[@wormways-gromkin]

*They take the shell in their hands, and bury it. Even in their broken state, they still remember and respect their siblings…*

[glacier-the-vessel]

so uh

how are we gonna fix this molt

*I… I don’t think you can fix the faulty molt itself, unless they molt again, but their mental state…*

*…*

*Once everything is ok and they see their dad, their siblings, everyone they love happy… and are forcefully restrained because they would probably attack… maybe that could work…?*

*Heh… wistful thinking, truly…*

*Sorry for this…*

*Glacier notices the anon, before piercing them on a giant ice spike, a gruesome display*

[glacier-the-vessel]

(Its a Climber One of the people responsible for HIS death)

( They Wave LAUGH AT YOU)

(They Walk up to you to See if your OK Approach while Mocking)

*They draw their pin, hitting the climber off hard*

One… down… the rest… to go…

[glacier-the-vessel]

Look at what you Did mod You made the Narrator Leave!

*…*

*Is it over?*

*Oh good. It is…*

*sorry, I just…*

*I knew it was coming, but couldn’t watch for myself…*

[glacier-the-vessel]

*Pane runs up to Glacier happily and oblivious.* "SIBA GLACIEEERR!!! LOOK!!! I GOT MAH SHELL BA-" *They stop in their tracks, their expression going from a happy one to a worried one.* "..siba? ... Are you otay?" *Their fluff wilts a little bit as they hold their paintbrush close to themself.*

*Glacier’s head snaps towards Pane, a whistling sound echoing unnaturally from them, words barely forming yet eerily made*

You… hurt… him… everyone… hurt… him… everyone… must… P A Y…

*The temperature drops rapidly, the area around them being covered in thick sheets of ice, before they leap, drawing their pin and aiming it at Pane*

[echothevessel]

"w-what-?" *Pane flinches as Glacier leaps at them and they scramble back and try to run but they trip over their cloak in the process, faceplanting into the ground.*

[glacier-the-vessel]

*They do not stop, massive spikes of ice erupting from the ground. They’ve certainly gotten stronger, but whether that’s a comfort or not is something to be debated…*

[echothevessel]

*They squeak, seeing the ice spikes.* "Siba! Is me, Pane!! C-cant you see-? ...Sibaaa!!!" *They shout, their fluff puffing up in fear.*

[glacier-the-vessel]

*And yet, there is nothing. No response besides violence, no sign of the past before the monster they are now. They are gone, no longer the siba who once protected those weaker, no longer the siba who gave out flowers at Snowmoon. They are a monster, unfeeling, uncaring. Run*

*…*

*They launch themselves at Pane again*

[echothevessel]

"s-SIBA-!" *Pane holds their paintbrush tightly, almost breaking it as they close their eyes and somewhat brace for the impact. They tried to focus to use whatever spell they could, despite their limited knowlage and use on spells. They managed to summon various blobs of soul that all exploded in to sharp spikes, going in every direction.*

[glacier-the-vessel]

*They don’t stop, slashing Pane hard enough to send them flying backwards. Though, the only solace is that they used the flat of their blade. Perhaps something remains…*

[echothevessel]

*They did get thrown back a little as they were able to stop themself from going too far. They felt their shell ache, a familiar feeling. That likely was not good.* "Siba! W-Why are you doing this!?" *They started to cry, thick blobs of voided tears falling down their cheeks.*

[glacier-the-vessel]

*They do not answer, moving forward, closing the distance. They raise their pin high and-*

THUMP

*-Fall face first onto the floor. I guess molting would drain a lot of energy…*

[echothevessel]

*They squeak and flinch, watching Glacier hit the ground. They stare at them for a few moments then hesitantly crouch down, gently nudging them.* "s...s-siba Glacier..?"

[glacier-the-vessel]

*They’re out cold, not moving at all*

*They look… broken. Not just in their posture, but the way they molted. Horns pierce into their skull, their legs are riddled with crackes, their hands have a mismatch of fingers and nubs. They look… wrong…*

[echothevessel]

*Pane frowns, hesitating again. They set down their paint brush, very very gently semi-picking up Glacier and giving them a hug.* "..siba..." *They lightly bonked their horns against Glacier's, hoping to not hurt them too much in the process.*

[glacier-the-vessel]

*They don’t respond*

*Pane, if you can hear me, leave them. They’re gone. You’ll only hurt yourself*

*…*

*Fool, am I, for thinking I can be heard. Heh…*

[echothevessel]

"...siba?" *They start to fear the worst, pulling back from the hug to look at Glacier's face.*

[glacier-the-vessel]

*…*

*…*

*I can’t watch this anymore…*

*(INITIATING REPLACEMENT…)*

*GLACIER STAYS STILL, ALIVE BUT UNCONSCIOUS DESPITE THE SHAKING*

[echothevessel]

*They hug Glacier again, nuzzling them and puffing up their fluff to try and comfort them.*

[glacier-the-vessel]

*GLACIER SLOWLY WAKES UP, IMMEDIATELY GRABBING THEIR PIN WITH MISSHAPEN HANDS*

Leave…

*THERE IS SOME NO REMORSE IN THEIR TONE. THEY FULLY DO NOT REMEMBER PANE*

[echothevessel]

"..b-but-" *They watch Glacier pick up their pin, fear starting to settle in them again.* "I-i don wanna leave you, siba-!"

[glacier-the-vessel]

Leave…

*THEIR GRIP TIGHTENS, AND THEY TAKE A STEP FORWARD*

[echothevessel]

*They squeak fearfully, taking a step back as tears started to form again.* "s-siba Glacier..."

[glacier-the-vessel]

*THEY CLOSE THEIR EYES TIGHTLY*

It sounds so much like them… but they’re gone… you know this… so stop stalling…

*THEY LEAP FORWARD AGAIN, HITTING PANE BACK ONTO SOFT GROUND FAR AWAY, BEFORE WALKING OFF*

[glacier-the-vessel]

*Pane runs up to Glacier happily and oblivious.* "SIBA GLACIEEERR!!! LOOK!!! I GOT MAH SHELL BA-" *They stop in their tracks, their expression going from a happy one to a worried one.* "..siba? ... Are you otay?" *Their fluff wilts a little bit as they hold their paintbrush close to themself.*

*Glacier’s head snaps towards Pane, a whistling sound echoing unnaturally from them, words barely forming yet eerily made*

You… hurt… him… everyone… hurt… him… everyone… must… P A Y…

*The temperature drops rapidly, the area around them being covered in thick sheets of ice, before they leap, drawing their pin and aiming it at Pane*

[echothevessel]

"w-what-?" *Pane flinches as Glacier leaps at them and they scramble back and try to run but they trip over their cloak in the process, faceplanting into the ground.*

[glacier-the-vessel]

*They do not stop, massive spikes of ice erupting from the ground. They’ve certainly gotten stronger, but whether that’s a comfort or not is something to be debated…*

[echothevessel]

*They squeak, seeing the ice spikes.* "Siba! Is me, Pane!! C-cant you see-? ...Sibaaa!!!" *They shout, their fluff puffing up in fear.*

[glacier-the-vessel]

*And yet, there is nothing. No response besides violence, no sign of the past before the monster they are now. They are gone, no longer the siba who once protected those weaker, no longer the siba who gave out flowers at Snowmoon. They are a monster, unfeeling, uncaring. Run*

*…*

*They launch themselves at Pane again*

[echothevessel]

"s-SIBA-!" *Pane holds their paintbrush tightly, almost breaking it as they close their eyes and somewhat brace for the impact. They tried to focus to use whatever spell they could, despite their limited knowlage and use on spells. They managed to summon various blobs of soul that all exploded in to sharp spikes, going in every direction.*

[glacier-the-vessel]

*They don’t stop, slashing Pane hard enough to send them flying backwards. Though, the only solace is that they used the flat of their blade. Perhaps something remains…*

[echothevessel]

*They did get thrown back a little as they were able to stop themself from going too far. They felt their shell ache, a familiar feeling. That likely was not good.* "Siba! W-Why are you doing this!?" *They started to cry, thick blobs of voided tears falling down their cheeks.*

[glacier-the-vessel]

*They do not answer, moving forward, closing the distance. They raise their pin high and-*

THUMP

*-Fall face first onto the floor. I guess molting would drain a lot of energy…*

[echothevessel]

*They squeak and flinch, watching Glacier hit the ground. They stare at them for a few moments then hesitantly crouch down, gently nudging them.* "s...s-siba Glacier..?"

[glacier-the-vessel]

*They’re out cold, not moving at all*

*They look… broken. Not just in their posture, but the way they molted. Horns pierce into their skull, their legs are riddled with crackes, their hands have a mismatch of fingers and nubs. They look… wrong…*

[echothevessel]

*Pane frowns, hesitating again. They set down their paint brush, very very gently semi-picking up Glacier and giving them a hug.* "..siba..." *They lightly bonked their horns against Glacier's, hoping to not hurt them too much in the process.*

[glacier-the-vessel]

*They don’t respond*

*Pane, if you can hear me, leave them. They’re gone. You’ll only hurt yourself*

*…*

*Fool, am I, for thinking I can be heard. Heh…*

[echothevessel]

"...siba?" *They start to fear the worst, pulling back from the hug to look at Glacier's face.*

[glacier-the-vessel]

*…*

*…*

*I can’t watch this anymore…*

*(INITIATING REPLACEMENT…)*

*GLACIER STAYS STILL, ALIVE BUT UNCONSCIOUS DESPITE THE SHAKING*

[echothevessel]

*They hug Glacier again, nuzzling them and puffing up their fluff to try and comfort them.*

[glacier-the-vessel]

*GLACIER SLOWLY WAKES UP, IMMEDIATELY GRABBING THEIR PIN WITH MISSHAPEN HANDS*

Leave…

*THERE IS SOME NO REMORSE IN THEIR TONE. THEY FULLY DO NOT REMEMBER PANE*

[echothevessel]

"..b-but-" *They watch Glacier pick up their pin, fear starting to settle in them again.* "I-i don wanna leave you, siba-!"

[glacier-the-vessel]

Leave…

*THEIR GRIP TIGHTENS, AND THEY TAKE A STEP FORWARD*

[glacier-the-vessel]

*Pane runs up to Glacier happily and oblivious.* "SIBA GLACIEEERR!!! LOOK!!! I GOT MAH SHELL BA-" *They stop in their tracks, their expression going from a happy one to a worried one.* "..siba? ... Are you otay?" *Their fluff wilts a little bit as they hold their paintbrush close to themself.*

*Glacier’s head snaps towards Pane, a whistling sound echoing unnaturally from them, words barely forming yet eerily made*

You… hurt… him… everyone… hurt… him… everyone… must… P A Y…

*The temperature drops rapidly, the area around them being covered in thick sheets of ice, before they leap, drawing their pin and aiming it at Pane*

[echothevessel]

"w-what-?" *Pane flinches as Glacier leaps at them and they scramble back and try to run but they trip over their cloak in the process, faceplanting into the ground.*

[glacier-the-vessel]

*They do not stop, massive spikes of ice erupting from the ground. They’ve certainly gotten stronger, but whether that’s a comfort or not is something to be debated…*

[echothevessel]

*They squeak, seeing the ice spikes.* "Siba! Is me, Pane!! C-cant you see-? ...Sibaaa!!!" *They shout, their fluff puffing up in fear.*

[glacier-the-vessel]

*And yet, there is nothing. No response besides violence, no sign of the past before the monster they are now. They are gone, no longer the siba who once protected those weaker, no longer the siba who gave out flowers at Snowmoon. They are a monster, unfeeling, uncaring. Run*

*…*

*They launch themselves at Pane again*

[echothevessel]

"s-SIBA-!" *Pane holds their paintbrush tightly, almost breaking it as they close their eyes and somewhat brace for the impact. They tried to focus to use whatever spell they could, despite their limited knowlage and use on spells. They managed to summon various blobs of soul that all exploded in to sharp spikes, going in every direction.*

[glacier-the-vessel]

*They don’t stop, slashing Pane hard enough to send them flying backwards. Though, the only solace is that they used the flat of their blade. Perhaps something remains…*

[echothevessel]

*They did get thrown back a little as they were able to stop themself from going too far. They felt their shell ache, a familiar feeling. That likely was not good.* "Siba! W-Why are you doing this!?" *They started to cry, thick blobs of voided tears falling down their cheeks.*

[glacier-the-vessel]

*They do not answer, moving forward, closing the distance. They raise their pin high and-*

THUMP

*-Fall face first onto the floor. I guess molting would drain a lot of energy…*

[echothevessel]

*They squeak and flinch, watching Glacier hit the ground. They stare at them for a few moments then hesitantly crouch down, gently nudging them.* "s...s-siba Glacier..?"

[glacier-the-vessel]

*They’re out cold, not moving at all*

*They look… broken. Not just in their posture, but the way they molted. Horns pierce into their skull, their legs are riddled with crackes, their hands have a mismatch of fingers and nubs. They look… wrong…*

[echothevessel]

*Pane frowns, hesitating again. They set down their paint brush, very very gently semi-picking up Glacier and giving them a hug.* "..siba..." *They lightly bonked their horns against Glacier's, hoping to not hurt them too much in the process.*

[glacier-the-vessel]

*They don’t respond*

*Pane, if you can hear me, leave them. They’re gone. You’ll only hurt yourself*

*…*

*Fool, am I, for thinking I can be heard. Heh…*

[echothevessel]

"...siba?" *They start to fear the worst, pulling back from the hug to look at Glacier's face.*

[glacier-the-vessel]

*…*

*…*

*I can’t watch this anymore…*

*(INITIATING REPLACEMENT…)*

*GLACIER STAYS STILL, ALIVE BUT UNCONSCIOUS DESPITE THE SHAKING*

[echothevessel]

*They hug Glacier again, nuzzling them and puffing up their fluff to try and comfort them.*

[glacier-the-vessel]

*GLACIER SLOWLY WAKES UP, IMMEDIATELY GRABBING THEIR PIN WITH MISSHAPEN HANDS*

Leave…

*THERE IS SOME NO REMORSE IN THEIR TONE. THEY FULLY DO NOT REMEMBER PANE*

[glacier-the-vessel]

*Pane runs up to Glacier happily and oblivious.* "SIBA GLACIEEERR!!! LOOK!!! I GOT MAH SHELL BA-" *They stop in their tracks, their expression going from a happy one to a worried one.* "..siba? ... Are you otay?" *Their fluff wilts a little bit as they hold their paintbrush close to themself.*

*Glacier’s head snaps towards Pane, a whistling sound echoing unnaturally from them, words barely forming yet eerily made*

You… hurt… him… everyone… hurt… him… everyone… must… P A Y…

*The temperature drops rapidly, the area around them being covered in thick sheets of ice, before they leap, drawing their pin and aiming it at Pane*

[echothevessel]

"w-what-?" *Pane flinches as Glacier leaps at them and they scramble back and try to run but they trip over their cloak in the process, faceplanting into the ground.*

[glacier-the-vessel]

*They do not stop, massive spikes of ice erupting from the ground. They’ve certainly gotten stronger, but whether that’s a comfort or not is something to be debated…*

[echothevessel]

*They squeak, seeing the ice spikes.* "Siba! Is me, Pane!! C-cant you see-? ...Sibaaa!!!" *They shout, their fluff puffing up in fear.*

[glacier-the-vessel]

*And yet, there is nothing. No response besides violence, no sign of the past before the monster they are now. They are gone, no longer the siba who once protected those weaker, no longer the siba who gave out flowers at Snowmoon. They are a monster, unfeeling, uncaring. Run*

*…*

*They launch themselves at Pane again*

[echothevessel]

"s-SIBA-!" *Pane holds their paintbrush tightly, almost breaking it as they close their eyes and somewhat brace for the impact. They tried to focus to use whatever spell they could, despite their limited knowlage and use on spells. They managed to summon various blobs of soul that all exploded in to sharp spikes, going in every direction.*

[glacier-the-vessel]

*They don’t stop, slashing Pane hard enough to send them flying backwards. Though, the only solace is that they used the flat of their blade. Perhaps something remains…*

[echothevessel]

*They did get thrown back a little as they were able to stop themself from going too far. They felt their shell ache, a familiar feeling. That likely was not good.* "Siba! W-Why are you doing this!?" *They started to cry, thick blobs of voided tears falling down their cheeks.*

[glacier-the-vessel]

*They do not answer, moving forward, closing the distance. They raise their pin high and-*

THUMP

*-Fall face first onto the floor. I guess molting would drain a lot of energy…*

[echothevessel]

*They squeak and flinch, watching Glacier hit the ground. They stare at them for a few moments then hesitantly crouch down, gently nudging them.* "s...s-siba Glacier..?"

[glacier-the-vessel]

*They’re out cold, not moving at all*

*They look… broken. Not just in their posture, but the way they molted. Horns pierce into their skull, their legs are riddled with crackes, their hands have a mismatch of fingers and nubs. They look… wrong…*

[echothevessel]

*Pane frowns, hesitating again. They set down their paint brush, very very gently semi-picking up Glacier and giving them a hug.* "..siba..." *They lightly bonked their horns against Glacier's, hoping to not hurt them too much in the process.*

[glacier-the-vessel]

*They don’t respond*

*Pane, if you can hear me, leave them. They’re gone. You’ll only hurt yourself*

*…*

*Fool, am I, for thinking I can be heard. Heh…*

[echothevessel]

"...siba?" *They start to fear the worst, pulling back from the hug to look at Glacier's face.*

[glacier-the-vessel]

*…*

*…*

*I can’t watch this anymore…*

*(INITIATING REPLACEMENT…)*

*GLACIER STAYS STILL, ALIVE BUT UNCONSCIOUS DESPITE THE SHAKING*