Intro: These are my shitty servants, Brumm and Divine.

I keep them on a scrict diet of cigaretes and vodka to maintain their sellable figures.

Divine: I'll buy some almond milk!

Grimm: Don't be an ass.

Then there's me, Troupe Master Grimm, evil god, murderer, etc.

And there's this guy...I actually don't know who the fuck this guy is.

Finally, we have a large ass beating heart.

Laws:

Members of The Grimm Troupe must wear this mask:

This is actually optional.

Get more people to join the troupe if possible.

Don't be an ass.

Ok that's it for now!