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Woven Sibling… engulfed in pale crimson flame… meant to forget… why can I not…?

this is an AU where Phantom is exiled ALL THE WAY TO HALLOWNEST and joins the Grimm Troupe to forget their past! i’m obsessed btw

PRONOUNS

they/them/their/theirs/themself

blaze/blaze/blazes/blazes/blazeself

TAGS

{burning silk} = answering asks

{torn from lost self} = general in-character posts

{heat-hazed memories} = fractured memories of their past

{blazing creation} = art tag!

{kin of flame and song} = interactions with other Grimm Troupe members

{father-savior} = interactions with specifically Grimm

#{burning silk}#{torn from lost self}#{heat-hazed memories}#{blazing creation}#{kin of flame and song}#{father-savior}#pharloomblr #hk #hk silksong #phantom silksong #hallownestblr #hallownest!phantom #troupe!phantom #grimm troupe

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woven-drifter-in-flames

@the-wraiths-collective

(Ooc : I'm assuming your character is in Hallownest at the moment. I don't really care for logic in every single interaction and it doesn't matter to me that the wraiths can't get to Hallownest. If it matters to you then feel free to ignore this!)

Oooh who is that...?

Another musician.

Fire fire fire! Fire!

(yes they are in Hallownest! it does not in fact matter how they got here because it’d be neat :3)

Hmm…? Silken spirits, how have you…?

…It matters not. I feel you are familiar… somehow.

the-wraiths-collective

We are wraiths

Woven by another musician's misery

Fire?

woven-drifter-in-flames

[Flame flickers and licks at the air.] [Contemplative.]

Woven…?

[A wave of heat crashes through Spectre’s body, their vision blurring—]

“Mother! Don’t do this to me, please—!”

“Mother… help… me…”

. . .

…A-apologies. Who is this musician you speak of?

the-wraiths-collective

Another you

Another another

There are many you

woven-drifter-in-flames

What…?

Another of me…? I apologize for the disbelief, but the Troupe has told me that they have no other like myself. Is it possible you have confused me with someone else? I am Spectre, the Troupe’s expert in bladeplay and the organ.

the-wraiths-collective

The Musician plays the organ

The Musician look just like you

There are many copies of them

All slightely différent, all with their own parallel story

You moght be one of them?

woven-drifter-in-flames

…Just like me…?

Pray tell, what is this Musician named?

the-wraiths-collective

Phantom is its name.

Phantom

woven-drifter-in-flames

…Phantom…?

That name… it is…—

[Another wave of heat. This one sends them to the ground in a painful collapse.]

A-agh!—

(the echo of an organ, the swirling of steam, the sound of threads snapping—)

the-wraiths-collective

[The wraiths circle around Phantom, half concerned, half curious.]

What is this?

Other Musician?

What is happening? What is?

Are you alright?

woven-drifter-in-flames

[Spectre’s claws dig into the dirt. Their body shakes, their mind wandering. They’re lost a thousand miles away.]

[The echoing of hazy memories has rendered them immobile.]

#{kin of silken melody}#{heat hazed memories}#ooc under the cut

woven-drifter-in-flames

@the-wraiths-collective

(Ooc : I'm assuming your character is in Hallownest at the moment. I don't really care for logic in every single interaction and it doesn't matter to me that the wraiths can't get to Hallownest. If it matters to you then feel free to ignore this!)

Oooh who is that...?

Another musician.

Fire fire fire! Fire!

(yes they are in Hallownest! it does not in fact matter how they got here because it’d be neat :3)

Hmm…? Silken spirits, how have you…?

…It matters not. I feel you are familiar… somehow.

the-wraiths-collective

We are wraiths

Woven by another musician's misery

Fire?

woven-drifter-in-flames

[Flame flickers and licks at the air.] [Contemplative.]

Woven…?

[A wave of heat crashes through Spectre’s body, their vision blurring—]

“Mother! Don’t do this to me, please—!”

“Mother… help… me…”

. . .

…A-apologies. Who is this musician you speak of?

the-wraiths-collective

Another you

Another another

There are many you

woven-drifter-in-flames

What…?

Another of me…? I apologize for the disbelief, but the Troupe has told me that they have no other like myself. Is it possible you have confused me with someone else? I am Spectre, the Troupe’s expert in bladeplay and the organ.

the-wraiths-collective

The Musician plays the organ

The Musician look just like you

There are many copies of them

All slightely différent, all with their own parallel story

You moght be one of them?

woven-drifter-in-flames

…Just like me…?

Pray tell, what is this Musician named?

the-wraiths-collective

Phantom is its name.

Phantom

woven-drifter-in-flames

…Phantom…?

That name… it is…—

[Another wave of heat. This one sends them to the ground in a painful collapse.]

A-agh!—

(the echo of an organ, the swirling of steam, the sound of threads snapping—)

#{heat hazed memories}#{kin of silken melody}

woven-drifter-in-flames

@the-wraiths-collective

(Ooc : I'm assuming your character is in Hallownest at the moment. I don't really care for logic in every single interaction and it doesn't matter to me that the wraiths can't get to Hallownest. If it matters to you then feel free to ignore this!)

Oooh who is that...?

Another musician.

Fire fire fire! Fire!

(yes they are in Hallownest! it does not in fact matter how they got here because it’d be neat :3)

Hmm…? Silken spirits, how have you…?

…It matters not. I feel you are familiar… somehow.

the-wraiths-collective

We are wraiths

Woven by another musician's misery

Fire?

woven-drifter-in-flames

[Flame flickers and licks at the air.] [Contemplative.]

Woven…?

[A wave of heat crashes through Spectre’s body, their vision blurring—]

“Mother! Don’t do this to me, please—!”

“Mother… help… me…”

. . .

…A-apologies. Who is this musician you speak of?

the-wraiths-collective

Another you

Another another

There are many you

woven-drifter-in-flames

What…?

Another of me…? I apologize for the disbelief, but the Troupe has told me that they have no other like myself. Is it possible you have confused me with someone else? I am Spectre, the Troupe’s expert in bladeplay and the organ.

the-wraiths-collective

The Musician plays the organ

The Musician look just like you

There are many copies of them

All slightely différent, all with their own parallel story

You moght be one of them?

woven-drifter-in-flames

…Just like me…?

Pray tell, what is this Musician named?

#{kin of silken melody}

woven-drifter-in-flames

@the-wraiths-collective

(Ooc : I'm assuming your character is in Hallownest at the moment. I don't really care for logic in every single interaction and it doesn't matter to me that the wraiths can't get to Hallownest. If it matters to you then feel free to ignore this!)

Oooh who is that...?

Another musician.

Fire fire fire! Fire!

(yes they are in Hallownest! it does not in fact matter how they got here because it’d be neat :3)

Hmm…? Silken spirits, how have you…?

…It matters not. I feel you are familiar… somehow.

the-wraiths-collective

We are wraiths

Woven by another musician's misery

Fire?

woven-drifter-in-flames

[Flame flickers and licks at the air.] [Contemplative.]

Woven…?

[A wave of heat crashes through Spectre’s body, their vision blurring—]

“Mother! Don’t do this to me, please—!”

“Mother… help… me…”

. . .

…A-apologies. Who is this musician you speak of?

the-wraiths-collective

Another you

Another another

There are many you

woven-drifter-in-flames

What…?

Another of me…? I apologize for the disbelief, but the Troupe has told me that they have no other like myself. Is it possible you have confused me with someone else? I am Spectre, the Troupe’s expert in bladeplay and the organ.

#{kin of silken melody}#{another…?}

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woven-drifter-in-flames

@the-wraiths-collective

(Ooc : I'm assuming your character is in Hallownest at the moment. I don't really care for logic in every single interaction and it doesn't matter to me that the wraiths can't get to Hallownest. If it matters to you then feel free to ignore this!)

Oooh who is that...?

Another musician.

Fire fire fire! Fire!

(yes they are in Hallownest! it does not in fact matter how they got here because it’d be neat :3)

Hmm…? Silken spirits, how have you…?

…It matters not. I feel you are familiar… somehow.

the-wraiths-collective

We are wraiths

Woven by another musician's misery

Fire?

woven-drifter-in-flames

[Flame flickers and licks at the air.] [Contemplative.]

Woven…?

[A wave of heat crashes through Spectre’s body, their vision blurring—]

“Mother! Don’t do this to me, please—!”

“Mother… help… me…”

. . .

…A-apologies. Who is this musician you speak of?

#{kin of silken melody}#{heat hazed memories}

@the-wraiths-collective

(Ooc : I'm assuming your character is in Hallownest at the moment. I don't really care for logic in every single interaction and it doesn't matter to me that the wraiths can't get to Hallownest. If it matters to you then feel free to ignore this!)

Oooh who is that...?

Another musician.

Fire fire fire! Fire!

(yes they are in Hallownest! it does not in fact matter how they got here because it’d be neat :3)

Hmm…? Silken spirits, how have you…?

…It matters not. I feel you are familiar… somehow.

#{burning silk}#{kin of silken melody}

Pokes your mask.

[The mask is hot to the touch, like a stovetop. Your finger is burned.]

Ah- do be careful! These flames are dangerous…

#{burning silk}

Why exactly did you join the grim troupe...?

…

…I was… in a sorry state. Unraveling. My metal skeleton exposed.

…Please do not inquire further.

(image under the cut teehee!! slight body horror so beware)

#{burning silk}#tw body horror #body horror

Flower for you!

(a short bug gives you a four petaled purple flower)

Oh…! How very beautiful.

[They hold it carefully, far from the flames licking at their mask.]

#{burning silk}

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oh my god wait i just remembered

quick grimm-troupe phantom edit i made to show another phantom blog ages ago

Oh! An amazing feat of creativity. It reminds me of Father-Savior Grimm… perhaps that is what a Silken vessel of the Heart would look like.

#{burning silk}

pretby flame

[The end of their flame twists into a vague heart shape.]

Oh…! Many thanks, o kind bug…

#{burning silk}

better to be laughed at then wrong

…Why do thou say this? Am I being laughed at? Pray tell me thy meaning.

#{burning silk}

Do you have any regrets?

…

…None that currently come to mind. My memory is… hazy.

#{burning silk}#THEY BULLSHITTING

How come you don't burn up?

My flame is stabilized by the power of the Heart. It is localized to my head.

#{burning silk}

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gives you grimm troupe scent candle

…What would that even smell like…?

*sniff sniff*

[It smells like incense and ash… and a bit like smoked meat.]

#{burning silk}

rotates you on the z axis

[Their flame sparks erratically as they are rotated.]

What in the Realms— please return me to mine previous state…!

[Luckily, the strange force complies.]

#{burning silk}

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