Multimuse RP

"Punk," Brumm echoes, in some distress. "A song, please."

“You got it.” Punk notes the distress, and it makes her worry for her fellow Troupe member. But she’s not one to ask questions! She gets her guitar, and sits down to play. “...You okay, big guy..?”

@divine-charmkeeper

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Brumm sits and listens. "Just some unrest woth the heart. It will settle and I fear we may be losing sweets soon."

#asks #divine-charmkeeper #muse: punk

“Oh..” Punk frowns, an expression turned slightly crooked by the cybernetics taking up a portion of her face. “Can I ask what’s going on, or...? I mean, like, it’s totally not my business I know but like.. I’m curious is all. And worried about you.”

#divine-charmkeeper

"Punk," Brumm echoes, in some distress. "A song, please."

“You got it.” Punk notes the distress, and it makes her worry for her fellow Troupe member. But she’s not one to ask questions! She gets her guitar, and sits down to play. “...You okay, big guy..?”

@divine-charmkeeper

“I heard that someone needed a new mask?” It’s Punk again! Approaching with a grin and a giggle

Gha’ben turns towards the voice and smiles. “Hey, Punk! It’s good to see you!” He stands and walks over to her. “Yeah, I need a new mask. I tried poking some extra eyeholes in it, since I grew some extra eyes. And I kinda ended up breaking it when I did that.”

@kingdomsrise

Punk pauses, then bursts into laughter. Though, she’s laughing at herself more than anything. “Oh! No, no, I just- it means it’s reslly good! Like, cool, awesome, so on! I just kinda say things,”

“Oh, I see.” Gha’ben nods in understanding. “Still, you’re right, this is pretty cool for me.” His tail wags behind him.

“So about that mask. Do you remember the old mask I was wearing last time we hung out? Could you make the new mask just like that one, only with more eyeholes for my extra eyes?”

#grimmkin-of-the-troupe #muse: punk

“Hell yeah!” Punk grins a little wider, her own tail wagging.

“I can totally do that, it shouldn’t take me long. The common Troupe mask is easy to make, it’s the symmetry part of it that sucks total beans.”

“I heard that someone needed a new mask?” It’s Punk again! Approaching with a grin and a giggle

Gha’ben turns towards the voice and smiles. “Hey, Punk! It’s good to see you!” He stands and walks over to her. “Yeah, I need a new mask. I tried poking some extra eyeholes in it, since I grew some extra eyes. And I kinda ended up breaking it when I did that.”

@kingdomsrise

Punk pauses, then bursts into laughter. Though, she’s laughing at herself more than anything. “Oh! No, no, I just- it means it’s reslly good! Like, cool, awesome, so on! I just kinda say things,”

“I heard that someone needed a new mask?” It’s Punk again! Approaching with a grin and a giggle

Gha’ben turns towards the voice and smiles. “Hey, Punk! It’s good to see you!” He stands and walks over to her. “Yeah, I need a new mask. I tried poking some extra eyeholes in it, since I grew some extra eyes. And I kinda ended up breaking it when I did that.”

@kingdomsrise

Punk snickers. “It’s good to see you too! I’ve totally been there. I tried to shape my mask to cover up my cybernetics, and I messed it up pretty good. Usually, modifying masks that have already been made isn’t a good idea.”

“I do have experience in mask making though, it’s more of a side thing since normally my job is scouting for ritual sites, but like. If a Troupe member needs a new mask, and I’m here, that’s my job!”

“Really? That’s good to know. I’ve honestly been feeling a little weird without my mask for a while.” Gha’ben nervously chuckles.

“Oh, I almost forgot. It’s been a while since you last saw me. I must look pretty different from how I did last time!” He walks in a tiny circle in front of Punk to show off his whole body. He stands at a height that makes him at least two feet shorter than Divine. He has six legs, six eyes, a crimson colored shell, a long tail with a metal blade at the tip, and two big arms ending with three fingers on each hand. “So what do you think of my new look?”

“Yep!” Punk’s tail wags a little, and she taps her metal claws together.

She notes the difference between their respective statures, and something about his feels familiar. Not Gha’ben himself, she knows that, but she feels as though she’s met someone with a similar shape. Hm.

“I think you’re fuckin’ rocking it, bro.” She chuckles, crossing four of her six arms. “Different looks good on you! Like, honestly, I love that you’re becoming like... more, you.” She laughs. “I can’t word that better but like, you’re you and that slaps ass.”

“I heard that someone needed a new mask?” It’s Punk again! Approaching with a grin and a giggle

Gha’ben turns towards the voice and smiles. “Hey, Punk! It’s good to see you!” He stands and walks over to her. “Yeah, I need a new mask. I tried poking some extra eyeholes in it, since I grew some extra eyes. And I kinda ended up breaking it when I did that.”

@kingdomsrise

#grimmkin-of-the-troupe #muse: punk

Punk snickers. “It’s good to see you too! I’ve totally been there. I tried to shape my mask to cover up my cybernetics, and I messed it up pretty good. Usually, modifying masks that have already been made isn’t a good idea.”

“I do have experience in mask making though, it’s more of a side thing since normally my job is scouting for ritual sites, but like. If a Troupe member needs a new mask, and I’m here, that’s my job!”

(Look at me finally sending Punk like I said I would forever ago (also this is the mun of greatrenown hi its been a bit)) Punk approaches the other scorpion with a smile once she spots him, cybernetic limbs hissing very softly with each movement. She wears no mask, so the Grimm Troupe lines have simply been painted down her face. “Hey! Gha’ben, right? I’ve been meaning to say hi, I’ve just been like.. totally swamped with stuff.” She chuckles. “I’m Punk, nice to finally be introduced.”

( @kingdomsrise )

Gha’ben hears someone coming behind him, so he turns to see who it is. And then he has to look up upon realizing how short he is compared to this scorpion. He really misses being tall.

“Nice to finally meet you too. I saw you playing music during Brumm’s and Zote’s wedding. You’re pretty good!” He holds out his hand to shake Punk’s hand. His hand will feel like some kinda cloth, which makes sense, seeing as he’s still technically a Grimmkin.

Punk does smile, just a little, just enough to be noticeable in the squint of her eyes and slight shift of her mandibles. She keeps walking, but she doesn’t let him go.

In fact, she gives him another squeeze, and giggles softly. “I guess you’re right.... hard to be sad when you sound like a toy.” She nods. “..Thanks, for putting in the effort to cheer me up.”

(Look at me finally sending Punk like I said I would forever ago (also this is the mun of greatrenown hi its been a bit)) Punk approaches the other scorpion with a smile once she spots him, cybernetic limbs hissing very softly with each movement. She wears no mask, so the Grimm Troupe lines have simply been painted down her face. “Hey! Gha’ben, right? I’ve been meaning to say hi, I’ve just been like.. totally swamped with stuff.” She chuckles. “I’m Punk, nice to finally be introduced.”

( @kingdomsrise )

Gha’ben hears someone coming behind him, so he turns to see who it is. And then he has to look up upon realizing how short he is compared to this scorpion. He really misses being tall.

“Nice to finally meet you too. I saw you playing music during Brumm’s and Zote’s wedding. You’re pretty good!” He holds out his hand to shake Punk’s hand. His hand will feel like some kinda cloth, which makes sense, seeing as he’s still technically a Grimmkin.

Punk trudges along for a while in silence, the only noise coming from her being the tapping of her claws on the ground and the hiss of her cybernetics with each step. She contemplates shutting off her emotional processor until she can be alone, but just before she can actually do so, Gha’ben distracts her.

“Huh?… oh, right, uh.. no, I don’t think I should,” she shakes her head. “I don’t want Divine to hear it and think I’m being mean to you or something,”

Gha’ben laughs at that. “Punk, we’re still in these stag tunnels. I’m pretty sure we’re far enough away that Divine isn’t going to hear me squeaking all the way over here. Also, all of us Grimmkin sound exactly the same when we squeak, so she isn’t going to know that it’s me. And she’ll know that you’re not being mean to me because I’d be fighting back if you were.”

He nudges her hip that isn’t made of metal. “Come on, it’ll be fine. No one is gonna get mad at you.”

“...I guess you make a good point there.” Punk concedes, and she pauses.

She readjusts her hold on the mosscreeps to scoop Gha’ben up in her primary arms and give him a tight hug, letting herself slack a little and taking a deep breath.

(Look at me finally sending Punk like I said I would forever ago (also this is the mun of greatrenown hi its been a bit)) Punk approaches the other scorpion with a smile once she spots him, cybernetic limbs hissing very softly with each movement. She wears no mask, so the Grimm Troupe lines have simply been painted down her face. “Hey! Gha’ben, right? I’ve been meaning to say hi, I’ve just been like.. totally swamped with stuff.” She chuckles. “I’m Punk, nice to finally be introduced.”

( @kingdomsrise )

Gha’ben hears someone coming behind him, so he turns to see who it is. And then he has to look up upon realizing how short he is compared to this scorpion. He really misses being tall.

“Nice to finally meet you too. I saw you playing music during Brumm’s and Zote’s wedding. You’re pretty good!” He holds out his hand to shake Punk’s hand. His hand will feel like some kinda cloth, which makes sense, seeing as he’s still technically a Grimmkin.

Punk trudges along for a while in silence, the only noise coming from her being the tapping of her claws on the ground and the hiss of her cybernetics with each step. She contemplates shutting off her emotional processor until she can be alone, but just before she can actually do so, Gha’ben distracts her.

“Huh?... oh, right, uh.. no, I don’t think I should,” she shakes her head. “I don’t want Divine to hear it and think I’m being mean to you or something,”

#playlist: punk #playlist: glasswing #playlist: garlic

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Song of the Day (12/11/2020): "Earth" by Sleeping At Last

Favorite lyric:

"Fault lines tremble underneath my glass house

But I put it out of my mind

Long enough to call it courage

To live without a lifeline"

On this day:

12/11/2019: "Self Esteem" by The Offspring

Playlist link here

#playlist: glasswing

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(Look at me finally sending Punk like I said I would forever ago (also this is the mun of greatrenown hi its been a bit)) Punk approaches the other scorpion with a smile once she spots him, cybernetic limbs hissing very softly with each movement. She wears no mask, so the Grimm Troupe lines have simply been painted down her face. “Hey! Gha’ben, right? I’ve been meaning to say hi, I’ve just been like.. totally swamped with stuff.” She chuckles. “I’m Punk, nice to finally be introduced.”

( @kingdomsrise )

Gha’ben hears someone coming behind him, so he turns to see who it is. And then he has to look up upon realizing how short he is compared to this scorpion. He really misses being tall.

“Nice to finally meet you too. I saw you playing music during Brumm’s and Zote’s wedding. You’re pretty good!” He holds out his hand to shake Punk’s hand. His hand will feel like some kinda cloth, which makes sense, seeing as he’s still technically a Grimmkin.

Punk stops when she hears the squeak, and she rubs her organic eye. Silently, she curses herself for letting any emotion go, because it made Gha’ben feel bad. What’s the matter with you? No self control, and now he’s sad because he thinks its his fault that you’re mad at yourself.

Punk sighs, and she turns around to go help Gha’ben up. “Look, dude, you don’t need to like- be sorry. It isn’t your fault I’m feeling bad,” she says as she hefts him to his feet. “I just like… I don’t know. I need to sort out a lot with myself, none of that is your fault. If anything it’s like I’m.. mad, at myself, for wanting to remember things I probably joined the Troupe to forget.”

Once Gha’ben was back on his feet, he listened to what Punk had to say. When she was finished, he says, “You shouldn’t be mad at yourself for that.” Gha’ben looks at the ground, trying to think of the right words to say. He looks back up at Punk and says, “I think that if a small part of you wants to remember, then you should try to remember instead of pushing it away. And if you have trouble, then you could try speaking with Master Grimm to see if he could help you jog your memory.”

He looks off to the side while rubbing the back of his head. “I-I mean, I know it’s none of my business on what’s going on in your head, but I want to help if I can. ……even though I’m not entirely sure how I can help.”

Punk frowns. Right, she had forgotten that helping each other is something friends do. She looks away a little, before turning to start walking again.

“Just... try not to worry about it too much, you can help me that way. It’s best I just leave it be, cause chances are if I try and remember I won’t like whatever I get.” She shrugs. “Like I said, I’m happy here where I am with the Troupe, looking for anything else feels like asking to be upset.”

(Look at me finally sending Punk like I said I would forever ago (also this is the mun of greatrenown hi its been a bit)) Punk approaches the other scorpion with a smile once she spots him, cybernetic limbs hissing very softly with each movement. She wears no mask, so the Grimm Troupe lines have simply been painted down her face. “Hey! Gha’ben, right? I’ve been meaning to say hi, I’ve just been like.. totally swamped with stuff.” She chuckles. “I’m Punk, nice to finally be introduced.”

( @kingdomsrise )

Gha’ben hears someone coming behind him, so he turns to see who it is. And then he has to look up upon realizing how short he is compared to this scorpion. He really misses being tall.

“Nice to finally meet you too. I saw you playing music during Brumm’s and Zote’s wedding. You’re pretty good!” He holds out his hand to shake Punk’s hand. His hand will feel like some kinda cloth, which makes sense, seeing as he’s still technically a Grimmkin.

Punk stops when she hears the squeak, and she rubs her organic eye. Silently, she curses herself for letting any emotion go, because it made Gha’ben feel bad. What’s the matter with you? No self control, and now he’s sad because he thinks its his fault that you’re mad at yourself.

Punk sighs, and she turns around to go help Gha’ben up. “Look, dude, you don’t need to like- be sorry. It isn’t your fault I’m feeling bad,” she says as she hefts him to his feet. “I just like... I don’t know. I need to sort out a lot with myself, none of that is your fault. If anything it’s like I’m.. mad, at myself, for wanting to remember things I probably joined the Troupe to forget.”

(Look at me finally sending Punk like I said I would forever ago (also this is the mun of greatrenown hi its been a bit)) Punk approaches the other scorpion with a smile once she spots him, cybernetic limbs hissing very softly with each movement. She wears no mask, so the Grimm Troupe lines have simply been painted down her face. “Hey! Gha’ben, right? I’ve been meaning to say hi, I’ve just been like.. totally swamped with stuff.” She chuckles. “I’m Punk, nice to finally be introduced.”

( @kingdomsrise )

Gha’ben hears someone coming behind him, so he turns to see who it is. And then he has to look up upon realizing how short he is compared to this scorpion. He really misses being tall.

“Nice to finally meet you too. I saw you playing music during Brumm’s and Zote’s wedding. You’re pretty good!” He holds out his hand to shake Punk’s hand. His hand will feel like some kinda cloth, which makes sense, seeing as he’s still technically a Grimmkin.

Punk makes no comment about him removing his mask, reminding herself that judging by appearance is rude regardless of what the thought is.

“It’s still so, like… wild, that you get to remember things.” She comments. “I don’t remember anything from before my ritual, sometimes if I think about it too hard my circuits start to short out.” She rubs the metal side of her head. “So I guess I’m better off not knowing, or something.”

Gha’ben rubs his face a little more, then put his mask back on. “It’s not that I get to remember things. It’s more like I want to remember things. I think that’s why I’m getting my memories back. If you’re not remembering anything, it’s probably because you don’t want to remember.” He’s silent before quickly looking back up at Punk and nervously saying, “Uh, n-not that I’m saying that there’s anything wrong with not wanting to remember! Like you said, there’s probably some things that you’re better off not knowing if you don’t want to remember it!”

Punk quiets, and she turns her gaze to the ground as she trudges to the arch leading into Queen’s Station. “...There are things I want to remember, though,” she mumbles. “The culture, if I had family or anyone that might be missing me, what I did and why it made me feel like I had to leave...”

Her tail slacks to the point it drags behind her, and she clambers in to the platform with the bell. Rather than ring it, she steps down onto the track and starts walking. “Just.. nevermind it, I guess. I might not even like the memories if I did get them back, anyways, so... it’s just. Stupid. And I’m better off the way I am now with the Troupe.”