This thing on-? AHA! There we go! Anywho, let’s get the ball rollin’ here, alrighty?
Name’s MUGMAN!! Though, I’m sure you’re at least somewhat familiar with me Already. ((Ok bro))
ANYWAYS, just here to see what’s up- I guess? Stir the pot, maybe. Who knows! I know you’re all DYIN’ to find out. Heck, so am I! So let’s not keep everyone waiting!
OH YEAH, and go pester these guys @motmcuphead-swapped
@motmswappedaubendy
@motmswapped-boris
@motmollie-offical (ASSHOLE….)
@motmbowlboy-swapped (eugh.)
and my kid :)
• @gorillazguy99
Also my nephew/niece
• @azul-xd-rawr
• @pastelpetals3 (but..more quiet?)
(MORE UNDER CUT!!!)
MUGMAN SPRITES!!
HEADCANONS!!
FAV FOODS/DRINKS (headcanons also!!)
REFERENCE SHEET!!
//HEYOO- MOD HERE!!!!!! Yes, yes. Ik how original. Making a motm parody acc like everyone else ik 😞 BUT I COULDNT HELP IT HEHHE
//couple ground rules I’d like to ask of you all!!
1.) DO NOT SPAM the same ask over and over
2.) DO NOT HARASS ANYONE!! Feels like I shouldn’t even need to say that, but here we are
hey mugs, let's try to keep this hush hush but...I got the pendant off that bowl, what should I do with it? I could burn it or cut it to pieces but I'm coming to you with it since I figured you'd know more about it
smash that thing to pieces. Hopefully it’ll piss him off.
[as much as mugman HATED Bowlboy, deep deep deeeppp down, and I mean SUPER DEEP DOWN, there was a spec of a soft spot towards him. Or, atleast the version of him he knew all those years ago. ]
..weird. It’s almost like that thing’s..apart of him, in a way.
[he simply sighed. Thinking about him did irritate him, yes. But he didn’t wanna get pissy over it anymore.]
..give the thing back, for all I care. Maybe eh. Hide that spoon, though. it’ll be funny
hey mugs, let's try to keep this hush hush but...I got the pendant off that bowl, what should I do with it? I could burn it or cut it to pieces but I'm coming to you with it since I figured you'd know more about it
smash that thing to pieces. Hopefully it’ll piss him off.
Ohoho,ain't this cute. Cuphead finally decides to step out his brother's shadow for once..! I almost didn't recognize you without the darkness blocking the view! (He claps his hands in a slow, condescending motion.)
You know damn well that my brother doesnt like you or want to see you. I heard what happened. And I cant stop you from talking with him. But if i hear you try to Fuck up another thing in his life. I wont fucking hesitate.
You're making a lot of commands for someone so...well, you. (He chuckled.)
I mean c'mon,is that a threat? You can barely even manage your own issues,yet you're already trying to take on others..tsk tsk tsk. Anything to be the knight in shining armor,huh?
Let me let you in on a secret: Mugsy doesn't need a "knight". He doesn't need you.
Now if I were you,I wouldn't be so haughty. Y'know what they say about flying too close to the sun,after all~!
Ohohoho,do NOT talk about my relationship with him as if you know a DAMN thing about it.
You don't know how much I care,how much Ive done for him while you were too busy wallowing in your own self pity for being a 'failure'. Oh,woe is you. Don't try to act like we're on the same ground here, because we're not.
(He crosses his arms,his pendant rolling its eye as if to emphasize his annoyance.)
Buttt,then again..this isn't anything new. you've always been the inferior twin.
While I may be inferior, I have the balls to admit it. And your spouting all of this as if I havent done anything for him either, I sacrificed EVERYTHING. For my brother. And I know your relationship from his point of view. I trust him more than anyone. I know him better than anyone.
(He paused...before suddenly bursting out into laughter, clutching at his stomach to keep himself from falling over. His pendant made a small, bell-like ring, as if even it was laughing too.)
YOU THINK- (he wheezed between laughs.) YOU THINK YOU KNOW MUGMAN?? More than ANYONE? HA!
Y'know,I misjudged you, cuphead. Your not just some clown, you're a WHOLE DAMN CIRCUS TROUPE!
(After his snickers died down,he spoke again.)
You don't know a DAMN thing about him. Not like I do. Not so wholly and completely,that you could recount every little tic and wiring like it was your own.
I know his mind. I know his heart. I know his little show of bravado he puts on, and I know how to crack through it to reveal the sensitivity underneath. You? Please,you barely know him at face value.
But please,go on. Tell me about how much you "know him". I could use another good laugh.
If you know him inside out, Then how come he left you!? Surely you haven't the reason right?! WHY DID HE LEAVE YOU THEN IF YOU KNOW SO MUCH ABOUT HIM?!
(He grinned. Perfect,just where he wanted cuphead.)
Awww,ya gonna cry? Gonna throw a tantrum and run behind your brother to complain like you always do? Or are you gonna stop being a pansy and do something?
(He took a few steps forward,clearly baiting. He even held out his arms mockingly.) Can't even come up with a proper retort..how sad. How pathetic. Poor, pathetic cuphead, always so quick to emotions.
(He leaned in just enough so that cuphead could see the bright, ominous green flickering in his eyes.) Maybe if you weren't so emotional, Mugman wouldn't have gotten shot. After all, you're supposed to be the one sacrificing everything for him,right?
(he goes still as Cuphead kicks him in the face,his entire body stiffening. He was still smiling,too..)
(For a moment,he does nothing. Just..stands there. He quickly recovers however, grabbing Cuphead's ankle with one hand and using the cup's imbalance to pull him into a gut punch with the other. A punch that was uh...quite hard,might I add!)
*the air left his lung from the gut punch, and he fell to the floor, but he quickly regained himself and stood back up, he clutched his stomach, he smirked*
(Bowlboy hummed,reaching into his head to grab his spoon and transform it into a large hammer with a simple twirl of his hand. There was almost a manic gleam in his eyes now as he approached Cuphead again,his pendant now glowing brighter than ever.)
*his eyes widened and the red target symbol appeared over his left eye, he pulled out his straw and it turned into a submachine gun, and he immediately pull3d the trigger, aiming at bowlboy*
(He reacted quickly,waving his hand in the air. In an instant,a haze of green smoke exuded out of his pendant,covering the area and making it hard to see.)
(Well..maybe hard for cuphead to see. But it was definitely an advantage for Bowlboy.)
(He suddenly appeared through the smoke from behind Cuphead,his expression almost smug.)
HEADS UP,CUP!
(that warning didn't help much as he swung his hammer,smacking Cuphead like a human-sized ping-pong ball.)
*he looked up, and before he could do anything, his glass cup Shattered, his body fell to the floor, his soul liquid once the floor, and his gun turning back into a straw. Hes dead.*
(Bowlboy watched as his body fell, his grin switching to a confused frown.)
Dang,not even more than one hit? Maybe I put a bit too much force into that one..
(...And just like that,his expression became panic.)
...WAIT,you can't die! Not YET!! Mugsy will NEVER talk to me if he finds out- shit shit shit- uhhhh No worries! Let me just...
(He tweaks with his pendant for a bit,the green glow switching to pink. In an instant, Cuphead's..cup begins to reform, back into a solid basin. That's one problem fixed.)
Now then..
(Bowlboy glances around, searching for where the hell he smacked Cuphead's soul. His hammer also begins to glow a faint pink, preparing for a parry.)
*he retreated to mugman scarf, but he still had that grin on his face, snickering. He forgot how exhilarating dying was, he had only died about 5 times before*
(He let out a deep exhale,taking a step back and putting his hands up in a placating gesture. Clearly,he didn't want to harm Mugman.)
N-now Mugs...surely you understand this was an accident,right? (His smile wavered.) I-I mis-calculated,was all! I didn't know hitting him so hard was gonna....erm.
Ohoho,ain't this cute. Cuphead finally decides to step out his brother's shadow for once..! I almost didn't recognize you without the darkness blocking the view! (He claps his hands in a slow, condescending motion.)
You know damn well that my brother doesnt like you or want to see you. I heard what happened. And I cant stop you from talking with him. But if i hear you try to Fuck up another thing in his life. I wont fucking hesitate.
You're making a lot of commands for someone so...well, you. (He chuckled.)
I mean c'mon,is that a threat? You can barely even manage your own issues,yet you're already trying to take on others..tsk tsk tsk. Anything to be the knight in shining armor,huh?
Let me let you in on a secret: Mugsy doesn't need a "knight". He doesn't need you.
Now if I were you,I wouldn't be so haughty. Y'know what they say about flying too close to the sun,after all~!
Ohohoho,do NOT talk about my relationship with him as if you know a DAMN thing about it.
You don't know how much I care,how much Ive done for him while you were too busy wallowing in your own self pity for being a 'failure'. Oh,woe is you. Don't try to act like we're on the same ground here, because we're not.
(He crosses his arms,his pendant rolling its eye as if to emphasize his annoyance.)
Buttt,then again..this isn't anything new. you've always been the inferior twin.
While I may be inferior, I have the balls to admit it. And your spouting all of this as if I havent done anything for him either, I sacrificed EVERYTHING. For my brother. And I know your relationship from his point of view. I trust him more than anyone. I know him better than anyone.
(He paused...before suddenly bursting out into laughter, clutching at his stomach to keep himself from falling over. His pendant made a small, bell-like ring, as if even it was laughing too.)
YOU THINK- (he wheezed between laughs.) YOU THINK YOU KNOW MUGMAN?? More than ANYONE? HA!
Y'know,I misjudged you, cuphead. Your not just some clown, you're a WHOLE DAMN CIRCUS TROUPE!
(After his snickers died down,he spoke again.)
You don't know a DAMN thing about him. Not like I do. Not so wholly and completely,that you could recount every little tic and wiring like it was your own.
I know his mind. I know his heart. I know his little show of bravado he puts on, and I know how to crack through it to reveal the sensitivity underneath. You? Please,you barely know him at face value.
But please,go on. Tell me about how much you "know him". I could use another good laugh.
If you know him inside out, Then how come he left you!? Surely you haven't the reason right?! WHY DID HE LEAVE YOU THEN IF YOU KNOW SO MUCH ABOUT HIM?!
(He grinned. Perfect,just where he wanted cuphead.)
Awww,ya gonna cry? Gonna throw a tantrum and run behind your brother to complain like you always do? Or are you gonna stop being a pansy and do something?
(He took a few steps forward,clearly baiting. He even held out his arms mockingly.) Can't even come up with a proper retort..how sad. How pathetic. Poor, pathetic cuphead, always so quick to emotions.
(He leaned in just enough so that cuphead could see the bright, ominous green flickering in his eyes.) Maybe if you weren't so emotional, Mugman wouldn't have gotten shot. After all, you're supposed to be the one sacrificing everything for him,right?
(he goes still as Cuphead kicks him in the face,his entire body stiffening. He was still smiling,too..)
(For a moment,he does nothing. Just..stands there. He quickly recovers however, grabbing Cuphead's ankle with one hand and using the cup's imbalance to pull him into a gut punch with the other. A punch that was uh...quite hard,might I add!)
*the air left his lung from the gut punch, and he fell to the floor, but he quickly regained himself and stood back up, he clutched his stomach, he smirked*
(Bowlboy hummed,reaching into his head to grab his spoon and transform it into a large hammer with a simple twirl of his hand. There was almost a manic gleam in his eyes now as he approached Cuphead again,his pendant now glowing brighter than ever.)
*his eyes widened and the red target symbol appeared over his left eye, he pulled out his straw and it turned into a submachine gun, and he immediately pull3d the trigger, aiming at bowlboy*
(He reacted quickly,waving his hand in the air. In an instant,a haze of green smoke exuded out of his pendant,covering the area and making it hard to see.)
(Well..maybe hard for cuphead to see. But it was definitely an advantage for Bowlboy.)
(He suddenly appeared through the smoke from behind Cuphead,his expression almost smug.)
HEADS UP,CUP!
(that warning didn't help much as he swung his hammer,smacking Cuphead like a human-sized ping-pong ball.)
*he looked up, and before he could do anything, his glass cup Shattered, his body fell to the floor, his soul liquid once the floor, and his gun turning back into a straw. Hes dead.*
(Bowlboy watched as his body fell, his grin switching to a confused frown.)
Dang,not even more than one hit? Maybe I put a bit too much force into that one..
(...And just like that,his expression became panic.)
...WAIT,you can't die! Not YET!! Mugsy will NEVER talk to me if he finds out- shit shit shit- uhhhh No worries! Let me just...
(He tweaks with his pendant for a bit,the green glow switching to pink. In an instant, Cuphead's..cup begins to reform, back into a solid basin. That's one problem fixed.)
Now then..
(Bowlboy glances around, searching for where the hell he smacked Cuphead's soul. His hammer also begins to glow a faint pink, preparing for a parry.)
*he retreated to mugman scarf, but he still had that grin on his face, snickering. He forgot how exhilarating dying was, he had only died about 5 times before*
(He let out a deep exhale,taking a step back and putting his hands up in a placating gesture. Clearly,he didn't want to harm Mugman.)
N-now Mugs...surely you understand this was an accident,right? (His smile wavered.) I-I mis-calculated,was all! I didn't know hitting him so hard was gonna....erm.
Ohoho,ain't this cute. Cuphead finally decides to step out his brother's shadow for once..! I almost didn't recognize you without the darkness blocking the view! (He claps his hands in a slow, condescending motion.)
You know damn well that my brother doesnt like you or want to see you. I heard what happened. And I cant stop you from talking with him. But if i hear you try to Fuck up another thing in his life. I wont fucking hesitate.
You're making a lot of commands for someone so...well, you. (He chuckled.)
I mean c'mon,is that a threat? You can barely even manage your own issues,yet you're already trying to take on others..tsk tsk tsk. Anything to be the knight in shining armor,huh?
Let me let you in on a secret: Mugsy doesn't need a "knight". He doesn't need you.
Now if I were you,I wouldn't be so haughty. Y'know what they say about flying too close to the sun,after all~!
Ohohoho,do NOT talk about my relationship with him as if you know a DAMN thing about it.
You don't know how much I care,how much Ive done for him while you were too busy wallowing in your own self pity for being a 'failure'. Oh,woe is you. Don't try to act like we're on the same ground here, because we're not.
(He crosses his arms,his pendant rolling its eye as if to emphasize his annoyance.)
Buttt,then again..this isn't anything new. you've always been the inferior twin.
While I may be inferior, I have the balls to admit it. And your spouting all of this as if I havent done anything for him either, I sacrificed EVERYTHING. For my brother. And I know your relationship from his point of view. I trust him more than anyone. I know him better than anyone.
(He paused...before suddenly bursting out into laughter, clutching at his stomach to keep himself from falling over. His pendant made a small, bell-like ring, as if even it was laughing too.)
YOU THINK- (he wheezed between laughs.) YOU THINK YOU KNOW MUGMAN?? More than ANYONE? HA!
Y'know,I misjudged you, cuphead. Your not just some clown, you're a WHOLE DAMN CIRCUS TROUPE!
(After his snickers died down,he spoke again.)
You don't know a DAMN thing about him. Not like I do. Not so wholly and completely,that you could recount every little tic and wiring like it was your own.
I know his mind. I know his heart. I know his little show of bravado he puts on, and I know how to crack through it to reveal the sensitivity underneath. You? Please,you barely know him at face value.
But please,go on. Tell me about how much you "know him". I could use another good laugh.
If you know him inside out, Then how come he left you!? Surely you haven't the reason right?! WHY DID HE LEAVE YOU THEN IF YOU KNOW SO MUCH ABOUT HIM?!
(He grinned. Perfect,just where he wanted cuphead.)
Awww,ya gonna cry? Gonna throw a tantrum and run behind your brother to complain like you always do? Or are you gonna stop being a pansy and do something?
(He took a few steps forward,clearly baiting. He even held out his arms mockingly.) Can't even come up with a proper retort..how sad. How pathetic. Poor, pathetic cuphead, always so quick to emotions.
(He leaned in just enough so that cuphead could see the bright, ominous green flickering in his eyes.) Maybe if you weren't so emotional, Mugman wouldn't have gotten shot. After all, you're supposed to be the one sacrificing everything for him,right?
(he goes still as Cuphead kicks him in the face,his entire body stiffening. He was still smiling,too..)
(For a moment,he does nothing. Just..stands there. He quickly recovers however, grabbing Cuphead's ankle with one hand and using the cup's imbalance to pull him into a gut punch with the other. A punch that was uh...quite hard,might I add!)
*the air left his lung from the gut punch, and he fell to the floor, but he quickly regained himself and stood back up, he clutched his stomach, he smirked*
(Bowlboy hummed,reaching into his head to grab his spoon and transform it into a large hammer with a simple twirl of his hand. There was almost a manic gleam in his eyes now as he approached Cuphead again,his pendant now glowing brighter than ever.)
*his eyes widened and the red target symbol appeared over his left eye, he pulled out his straw and it turned into a submachine gun, and he immediately pull3d the trigger, aiming at bowlboy*
(He reacted quickly,waving his hand in the air. In an instant,a haze of green smoke exuded out of his pendant,covering the area and making it hard to see.)
(Well..maybe hard for cuphead to see. But it was definitely an advantage for Bowlboy.)
(He suddenly appeared through the smoke from behind Cuphead,his expression almost smug.)
HEADS UP,CUP!
(that warning didn't help much as he swung his hammer,smacking Cuphead like a human-sized ping-pong ball.)
*he looked up, and before he could do anything, his glass cup Shattered, his body fell to the floor, his soul liquid once the floor, and his gun turning back into a straw. Hes dead.*
(Bowlboy watched as his body fell, his grin switching to a confused frown.)
Dang,not even more than one hit? Maybe I put a bit too much force into that one..
(...And just like that,his expression became panic.)
...WAIT,you can't die! Not YET!! Mugsy will NEVER talk to me if he finds out- shit shit shit- uhhhh No worries! Let me just...
(He tweaks with his pendant for a bit,the green glow switching to pink. In an instant, Cuphead's..cup begins to reform, back into a solid basin. That's one problem fixed.)
Now then..
(Bowlboy glances around, searching for where the hell he smacked Cuphead's soul. His hammer also begins to glow a faint pink, preparing for a parry.)
*he retreated to mugman scarf, but he still had that grin on his face, snickering. He forgot how exhilarating dying was, he had only died about 5 times before*
(He let out a deep exhale,taking a step back and putting his hands up in a placating gesture. Clearly,he didn't want to harm Mugman.)
N-now Mugs...surely you understand this was an accident,right? (His smile wavered.) I-I mis-calculated,was all! I didn't know hitting him so hard was gonna....erm.
Ohoho,ain't this cute. Cuphead finally decides to step out his brother's shadow for once..! I almost didn't recognize you without the darkness blocking the view! (He claps his hands in a slow, condescending motion.)
You know damn well that my brother doesnt like you or want to see you. I heard what happened. And I cant stop you from talking with him. But if i hear you try to Fuck up another thing in his life. I wont fucking hesitate.
You're making a lot of commands for someone so...well, you. (He chuckled.)
I mean c'mon,is that a threat? You can barely even manage your own issues,yet you're already trying to take on others..tsk tsk tsk. Anything to be the knight in shining armor,huh?
Let me let you in on a secret: Mugsy doesn't need a "knight". He doesn't need you.
Now if I were you,I wouldn't be so haughty. Y'know what they say about flying too close to the sun,after all~!
Ohohoho,do NOT talk about my relationship with him as if you know a DAMN thing about it.
You don't know how much I care,how much Ive done for him while you were too busy wallowing in your own self pity for being a 'failure'. Oh,woe is you. Don't try to act like we're on the same ground here, because we're not.
(He crosses his arms,his pendant rolling its eye as if to emphasize his annoyance.)
Buttt,then again..this isn't anything new. you've always been the inferior twin.
While I may be inferior, I have the balls to admit it. And your spouting all of this as if I havent done anything for him either, I sacrificed EVERYTHING. For my brother. And I know your relationship from his point of view. I trust him more than anyone. I know him better than anyone.
(He paused...before suddenly bursting out into laughter, clutching at his stomach to keep himself from falling over. His pendant made a small, bell-like ring, as if even it was laughing too.)
YOU THINK- (he wheezed between laughs.) YOU THINK YOU KNOW MUGMAN?? More than ANYONE? HA!
Y'know,I misjudged you, cuphead. Your not just some clown, you're a WHOLE DAMN CIRCUS TROUPE!
(After his snickers died down,he spoke again.)
You don't know a DAMN thing about him. Not like I do. Not so wholly and completely,that you could recount every little tic and wiring like it was your own.
I know his mind. I know his heart. I know his little show of bravado he puts on, and I know how to crack through it to reveal the sensitivity underneath. You? Please,you barely know him at face value.
But please,go on. Tell me about how much you "know him". I could use another good laugh.
If you know him inside out, Then how come he left you!? Surely you haven't the reason right?! WHY DID HE LEAVE YOU THEN IF YOU KNOW SO MUCH ABOUT HIM?!
(He grinned. Perfect,just where he wanted cuphead.)
Awww,ya gonna cry? Gonna throw a tantrum and run behind your brother to complain like you always do? Or are you gonna stop being a pansy and do something?
(He took a few steps forward,clearly baiting. He even held out his arms mockingly.) Can't even come up with a proper retort..how sad. How pathetic. Poor, pathetic cuphead, always so quick to emotions.
(He leaned in just enough so that cuphead could see the bright, ominous green flickering in his eyes.) Maybe if you weren't so emotional, Mugman wouldn't have gotten shot. After all, you're supposed to be the one sacrificing everything for him,right?
(he goes still as Cuphead kicks him in the face,his entire body stiffening. He was still smiling,too..)
(For a moment,he does nothing. Just..stands there. He quickly recovers however, grabbing Cuphead's ankle with one hand and using the cup's imbalance to pull him into a gut punch with the other. A punch that was uh...quite hard,might I add!)
*the air left his lung from the gut punch, and he fell to the floor, but he quickly regained himself and stood back up, he clutched his stomach, he smirked*
(Bowlboy hummed,reaching into his head to grab his spoon and transform it into a large hammer with a simple twirl of his hand. There was almost a manic gleam in his eyes now as he approached Cuphead again,his pendant now glowing brighter than ever.)
*his eyes widened and the red target symbol appeared over his left eye, he pulled out his straw and it turned into a submachine gun, and he immediately pull3d the trigger, aiming at bowlboy*
(He reacted quickly,waving his hand in the air. In an instant,a haze of green smoke exuded out of his pendant,covering the area and making it hard to see.)
(Well..maybe hard for cuphead to see. But it was definitely an advantage for Bowlboy.)
(He suddenly appeared through the smoke from behind Cuphead,his expression almost smug.)
HEADS UP,CUP!
(that warning didn't help much as he swung his hammer,smacking Cuphead like a human-sized ping-pong ball.)
*he looked up, and before he could do anything, his glass cup Shattered, his body fell to the floor, his soul liquid once the floor, and his gun turning back into a straw. Hes dead.*
(Bowlboy watched as his body fell, his grin switching to a confused frown.)
Dang,not even more than one hit? Maybe I put a bit too much force into that one..
(...And just like that,his expression became panic.)
...WAIT,you can't die! Not YET!! Mugsy will NEVER talk to me if he finds out- shit shit shit- uhhhh No worries! Let me just...
(He tweaks with his pendant for a bit,the green glow switching to pink. In an instant, Cuphead's..cup begins to reform, back into a solid basin. That's one problem fixed.)
Now then..
(Bowlboy glances around, searching for where the hell he smacked Cuphead's soul. His hammer also begins to glow a faint pink, preparing for a parry.)
*he retreated to mugman scarf, but he still had that grin on his face, snickering. He forgot how exhilarating dying was, he had only died about 5 times before*
(He let out a deep exhale,taking a step back and putting his hands up in a placating gesture. Clearly,he didn't want to harm Mugman.)
N-now Mugs...surely you understand this was an accident,right? (His smile wavered.) I-I mis-calculated,was all! I didn't know hitting him so hard was gonna....erm.
Ohoho,ain't this cute. Cuphead finally decides to step out his brother's shadow for once..! I almost didn't recognize you without the darkness blocking the view! (He claps his hands in a slow, condescending motion.)
You know damn well that my brother doesnt like you or want to see you. I heard what happened. And I cant stop you from talking with him. But if i hear you try to Fuck up another thing in his life. I wont fucking hesitate.
You're making a lot of commands for someone so...well, you. (He chuckled.)
I mean c'mon,is that a threat? You can barely even manage your own issues,yet you're already trying to take on others..tsk tsk tsk. Anything to be the knight in shining armor,huh?
Let me let you in on a secret: Mugsy doesn't need a "knight". He doesn't need you.
Now if I were you,I wouldn't be so haughty. Y'know what they say about flying too close to the sun,after all~!
Ohohoho,do NOT talk about my relationship with him as if you know a DAMN thing about it.
You don't know how much I care,how much Ive done for him while you were too busy wallowing in your own self pity for being a 'failure'. Oh,woe is you. Don't try to act like we're on the same ground here, because we're not.
(He crosses his arms,his pendant rolling its eye as if to emphasize his annoyance.)
Buttt,then again..this isn't anything new. you've always been the inferior twin.
While I may be inferior, I have the balls to admit it. And your spouting all of this as if I havent done anything for him either, I sacrificed EVERYTHING. For my brother. And I know your relationship from his point of view. I trust him more than anyone. I know him better than anyone.
(He paused...before suddenly bursting out into laughter, clutching at his stomach to keep himself from falling over. His pendant made a small, bell-like ring, as if even it was laughing too.)
YOU THINK- (he wheezed between laughs.) YOU THINK YOU KNOW MUGMAN?? More than ANYONE? HA!
Y'know,I misjudged you, cuphead. Your not just some clown, you're a WHOLE DAMN CIRCUS TROUPE!
(After his snickers died down,he spoke again.)
You don't know a DAMN thing about him. Not like I do. Not so wholly and completely,that you could recount every little tic and wiring like it was your own.
I know his mind. I know his heart. I know his little show of bravado he puts on, and I know how to crack through it to reveal the sensitivity underneath. You? Please,you barely know him at face value.
But please,go on. Tell me about how much you "know him". I could use another good laugh.
If you know him inside out, Then how come he left you!? Surely you haven't the reason right?! WHY DID HE LEAVE YOU THEN IF YOU KNOW SO MUCH ABOUT HIM?!
(He grinned. Perfect,just where he wanted cuphead.)
Awww,ya gonna cry? Gonna throw a tantrum and run behind your brother to complain like you always do? Or are you gonna stop being a pansy and do something?
(He took a few steps forward,clearly baiting. He even held out his arms mockingly.) Can't even come up with a proper retort..how sad. How pathetic. Poor, pathetic cuphead, always so quick to emotions.
(He leaned in just enough so that cuphead could see the bright, ominous green flickering in his eyes.) Maybe if you weren't so emotional, Mugman wouldn't have gotten shot. After all, you're supposed to be the one sacrificing everything for him,right?
(he goes still as Cuphead kicks him in the face,his entire body stiffening. He was still smiling,too..)
(For a moment,he does nothing. Just..stands there. He quickly recovers however, grabbing Cuphead's ankle with one hand and using the cup's imbalance to pull him into a gut punch with the other. A punch that was uh...quite hard,might I add!)
*the air left his lung from the gut punch, and he fell to the floor, but he quickly regained himself and stood back up, he clutched his stomach, he smirked*
(Bowlboy hummed,reaching into his head to grab his spoon and transform it into a large hammer with a simple twirl of his hand. There was almost a manic gleam in his eyes now as he approached Cuphead again,his pendant now glowing brighter than ever.)
*his eyes widened and the red target symbol appeared over his left eye, he pulled out his straw and it turned into a submachine gun, and he immediately pull3d the trigger, aiming at bowlboy*
(He reacted quickly,waving his hand in the air. In an instant,a haze of green smoke exuded out of his pendant,covering the area and making it hard to see.)
(Well..maybe hard for cuphead to see. But it was definitely an advantage for Bowlboy.)
(He suddenly appeared through the smoke from behind Cuphead,his expression almost smug.)
HEADS UP,CUP!
(that warning didn't help much as he swung his hammer,smacking Cuphead like a human-sized ping-pong ball.)
*he looked up, and before he could do anything, his glass cup Shattered, his body fell to the floor, his soul liquid once the floor, and his gun turning back into a straw. Hes dead.*
(Bowlboy watched as his body fell, his grin switching to a confused frown.)
Dang,not even more than one hit? Maybe I put a bit too much force into that one..
(...And just like that,his expression became panic.)
...WAIT,you can't die! Not YET!! Mugsy will NEVER talk to me if he finds out- shit shit shit- uhhhh No worries! Let me just...
(He tweaks with his pendant for a bit,the green glow switching to pink. In an instant, Cuphead's..cup begins to reform, back into a solid basin. That's one problem fixed.)
Now then..
(Bowlboy glances around, searching for where the hell he smacked Cuphead's soul. His hammer also begins to glow a faint pink, preparing for a parry.)
*he retreated to mugman scarf, but he still had that grin on his face, snickering. He forgot how exhilarating dying was, he had only died about 5 times before*
(He let out a deep exhale,taking a step back and putting his hands up in a placating gesture. Clearly,he didn't want to harm Mugman.)
N-now Mugs...surely you understand this was an accident,right? (His smile wavered.) I-I mis-calculated,was all! I didn't know hitting him so hard was gonna....erm.
Ohoho,ain't this cute. Cuphead finally decides to step out his brother's shadow for once..! I almost didn't recognize you without the darkness blocking the view! (He claps his hands in a slow, condescending motion.)
You know damn well that my brother doesnt like you or want to see you. I heard what happened. And I cant stop you from talking with him. But if i hear you try to Fuck up another thing in his life. I wont fucking hesitate.
You're making a lot of commands for someone so...well, you. (He chuckled.)
I mean c'mon,is that a threat? You can barely even manage your own issues,yet you're already trying to take on others..tsk tsk tsk. Anything to be the knight in shining armor,huh?
Let me let you in on a secret: Mugsy doesn't need a "knight". He doesn't need you.
Now if I were you,I wouldn't be so haughty. Y'know what they say about flying too close to the sun,after all~!
Ohohoho,do NOT talk about my relationship with him as if you know a DAMN thing about it.
You don't know how much I care,how much Ive done for him while you were too busy wallowing in your own self pity for being a 'failure'. Oh,woe is you. Don't try to act like we're on the same ground here, because we're not.
(He crosses his arms,his pendant rolling its eye as if to emphasize his annoyance.)
Buttt,then again..this isn't anything new. you've always been the inferior twin.
While I may be inferior, I have the balls to admit it. And your spouting all of this as if I havent done anything for him either, I sacrificed EVERYTHING. For my brother. And I know your relationship from his point of view. I trust him more than anyone. I know him better than anyone.
(He paused...before suddenly bursting out into laughter, clutching at his stomach to keep himself from falling over. His pendant made a small, bell-like ring, as if even it was laughing too.)
YOU THINK- (he wheezed between laughs.) YOU THINK YOU KNOW MUGMAN?? More than ANYONE? HA!
Y'know,I misjudged you, cuphead. Your not just some clown, you're a WHOLE DAMN CIRCUS TROUPE!
(After his snickers died down,he spoke again.)
You don't know a DAMN thing about him. Not like I do. Not so wholly and completely,that you could recount every little tic and wiring like it was your own.
I know his mind. I know his heart. I know his little show of bravado he puts on, and I know how to crack through it to reveal the sensitivity underneath. You? Please,you barely know him at face value.
But please,go on. Tell me about how much you "know him". I could use another good laugh.
If you know him inside out, Then how come he left you!? Surely you haven't the reason right?! WHY DID HE LEAVE YOU THEN IF YOU KNOW SO MUCH ABOUT HIM?!
(He grinned. Perfect,just where he wanted cuphead.)
Awww,ya gonna cry? Gonna throw a tantrum and run behind your brother to complain like you always do? Or are you gonna stop being a pansy and do something?
(He took a few steps forward,clearly baiting. He even held out his arms mockingly.) Can't even come up with a proper retort..how sad. How pathetic. Poor, pathetic cuphead, always so quick to emotions.
(He leaned in just enough so that cuphead could see the bright, ominous green flickering in his eyes.) Maybe if you weren't so emotional, Mugman wouldn't have gotten shot. After all, you're supposed to be the one sacrificing everything for him,right?
(he goes still as Cuphead kicks him in the face,his entire body stiffening. He was still smiling,too..)
(For a moment,he does nothing. Just..stands there. He quickly recovers however, grabbing Cuphead's ankle with one hand and using the cup's imbalance to pull him into a gut punch with the other. A punch that was uh...quite hard,might I add!)
*the air left his lung from the gut punch, and he fell to the floor, but he quickly regained himself and stood back up, he clutched his stomach, he smirked*
(Bowlboy hummed,reaching into his head to grab his spoon and transform it into a large hammer with a simple twirl of his hand. There was almost a manic gleam in his eyes now as he approached Cuphead again,his pendant now glowing brighter than ever.)
*his eyes widened and the red target symbol appeared over his left eye, he pulled out his straw and it turned into a submachine gun, and he immediately pull3d the trigger, aiming at bowlboy*
(He reacted quickly,waving his hand in the air. In an instant,a haze of green smoke exuded out of his pendant,covering the area and making it hard to see.)
(Well..maybe hard for cuphead to see. But it was definitely an advantage for Bowlboy.)
(He suddenly appeared through the smoke from behind Cuphead,his expression almost smug.)
HEADS UP,CUP!
(that warning didn't help much as he swung his hammer,smacking Cuphead like a human-sized ping-pong ball.)
*he looked up, and before he could do anything, his glass cup Shattered, his body fell to the floor, his soul liquid once the floor, and his gun turning back into a straw. Hes dead.*
(Bowlboy watched as his body fell, his grin switching to a confused frown.)
Dang,not even more than one hit? Maybe I put a bit too much force into that one..
(...And just like that,his expression became panic.)
...WAIT,you can't die! Not YET!! Mugsy will NEVER talk to me if he finds out- shit shit shit- uhhhh No worries! Let me just...
(He tweaks with his pendant for a bit,the green glow switching to pink. In an instant, Cuphead's..cup begins to reform, back into a solid basin. That's one problem fixed.)
Now then..
(Bowlboy glances around, searching for where the hell he smacked Cuphead's soul. His hammer also begins to glow a faint pink, preparing for a parry.)
*he retreated to mugman scarf, but he still had that grin on his face, snickering. He forgot how exhilarating dying was, he had only died about 5 times before*
(He let out a deep exhale,taking a step back and putting his hands up in a placating gesture. Clearly,he didn't want to harm Mugman.)
N-now Mugs...surely you understand this was an accident,right? (His smile wavered.) I-I mis-calculated,was all! I didn't know hitting him so hard was gonna....erm.
