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A small child walks up to Brumm and says, "Hoppy Farters Day, Mistah Bwum!"

"It is a shame that I no longer get to celebrate it with someone."

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Divine very audibly hisses and bats the other grimmkin away. "You wouldn't want someone poking you if you were in a cocoon now scram!"

His cocoon should still be in your tent. Unless the other grimmkin rolled him somewhere else. Hopefully they didn't do that.

Divine begins to look for it.

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His cocoon should still be in your tent. Unless the other grimmkin rolled him somewhere else. Hopefully they didn't do that.

Divine begins to look for it.

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One of the grimmkin said your boyfriend is in a cocoon because of the troupe’s magic. Every time he remembers his past, his body also changed back to normal a little. So the cocoon means he might be having a big change instead of a little change.

"A--Ah.... I see. Where is he? Is he nearby?"

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"I go into hibernation for the winter and then my boyfriend is in a cocoon what happened--"

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divine something is happening to your boyfriend! he is in a cocoon for some strange reason!

Stress Tm

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*starts simping for Divine*

A terrible decision, really.

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Remove thyself from shame, for I have already forgiven you for your late response. The jaws of irl can be hard to escape from at times. It is not your fault and you have no reason to be ashamed.

I also blame hypeefixations on wandersong and sea of theives cdhhsh

but I'm here wahoo

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*gives Divine a blanket and scarf so she can stay warm in the cold weather*

Oh she is oh so cozy. So cozy that she falls asleep.

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(Is Divine’s height measured from the tip of her nose down to the tip of her tail? Or is it measured from the ground up to the top of her head when she’s “standing”?)

head to floor when she's standing :)

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"Collecting nightmares, yes." Responds Brumm. A knight. A vessel. The king never did change did he? That statue that lied deep in the heart of a crying city implied one but more just kept popping up over and over and over. More vessels.

How many would be doomed to die? A morbid thought but not an unusual one given the prescence of dead vessels scattered about.

"You are a vessel. Strange to see them. I've not seen any since the ritual barer."

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“Mrrm.” Brumm had merely turned enough to look back at the bug. His red fluff waved in the wind that was ever present in dirtmouth. Striped arms rested at either side, one holding a torch which was taller than himself and deep red in colour with a scarlet flame floating above it’s end. The other end of the torch was a sharp point and could easily he used as a weapon.

“The same could be said for you.” They respond in a very deep voice. It’s surprisingly soft for a bug their size.

The flame wavers in the wind but never goes out.

Something felt.. Familiar, about this bug- but they didn’t quite recognize him. Perhaps their memory was failing them from lack of sleep? Though they did recognize the iconic scarlet flame of the Troupe, easing some at the sight. A member of the Troupe wasn’t a bug to be worried about- a relief, compared to the potential of any random wastelander sneaking about at this hour.

“I am a knight. Sometimes my patrols keep me out rather late…” An interesting opposite between the two, really. Such a deep, yet very soft voice from this stranger- and despite Seeker’s more elegant and even a touch feminine appearance, they had a terrible rasp to their voice not much unlike that of the Troupe Master. 

“.. Hm. I suppose it isn’t too odd for either of us, if that torch you have says anything.”

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"Mrrm." Brumm had merely turned enough to look back at the bug. His red fluff waved in the wind that was ever present in dirtmouth. Striped arms rested at either side, one holding a torch which was taller than himself and deep red in colour with a scarlet flame floating above it's end. The other end of the torch was a sharp point and could easily he used as a weapon.

"The same could be said for you." They respond in a very deep voice. It's surprisingly soft for a bug their size.

The flame wavers in the wind but never goes out.

The troupe had settled into the eternal night of Hallownest. Brumm was out, collecting nightmares from the people of dirtmouth so they slept peacefully. Brumm didn’t expect to be snuck up on but here he was…

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The vessel didn’t technically need to be on patrol in Dirtmouth- that’s what city guards were for, and at least one was always stationed here. Or.. Rather just the one at night usually, as Dirtmouth was pretty quiet. But they might as well be keeping an eye out while suffering from the usual fits of insomnia- and sure enough, they weren’t alone tonight.

Seeker could be quiet when they really wanted to be, despite their size. It was mostly just not to wake up civilians in the middle of the night, given how frightening it would be to hear a grown vessel stomping around… But it did help when approaching others sometimes, no matter anyone’s intentions in a situation, bugs tended to run when they saw a looming void creature approach them in the dark.

“… It’s awful late to be pacing about on your own, don’t you think?”

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fuck it

starter call

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Brumm, did you try looking in your floof for the Grimmchild? They could've snuck in there when you weren't looking.

"I would know."

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cleaned out the ol askbox

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“Buff” means you’ve got lots of muscles. You look really buff with your huge muscular arms. What’s your secret to getting so muscular?

"I forged this body from the threads and scraps of lingering corpses."