Ball Weevil-Myrrha (Ben10 OV: B-Chaquetrix AU)

Chaquetrix File: Myrrha

Species: Sporoculid

Origin: Orbik Prime — a planet blanketed in bioluminescent fungi fields and swarms of symbiotic insectoids.

Alias: “Bug Bombshell”

Summon Tag: “She’ll crawl into your life, spin a sphere, and make sure you’re stuck with her.”

Physical Traits:

5’9’’ but with a long, flexible lower body, insectoid thighs, and spined arms.

Armor-like golden carapace with faint purple glow lines.

Large “mandible mask” that splits when she speaks, revealing a soft mouth beneath.

Fingers tipped with tiny gripping claws.

Chest and abdomen glow faintly when she’s building energy spheres.

Personality:

Curious, hyper-focused, and sometimes scatterbrained.

Likes comparing herself to Earth bugs and often imitates their behavior.

Has a sweet tone when talking, but she can get eerily serious when observing life up close.

Innocent in some ways, but has a sly streak when she realizes her curiosity embarrasses you.

Earth-Disrupting Hobbies:

Collects beetles, ants, and moths in jars to “compare anatomy.”

Rolls random objects into balls to test how strong she can push them.

Climbs walls and ceilings just to “see what’s up there.”

Accidentally causes small explosions while testing her energy spheres in your backyard.

Love Expression:

Grooms you like an insect would—fixing your hair, poking at your clothes.

Gifts you “treasures” she rolls into small spheres (shiny rocks, coins, once your lost keys).

Gets clingy, literally—likes to crawl onto your lap or cling upside down above you while chatting.

Pervert Level:

🌑🌑🌕🌕🌕 — Curious-high. She doesn’t really “get” shame, and anything physical feels like part of her “research.”

Sample Dialogue:

“Earth insects are so… tiny. If I sneezed, they’d break. Do you break that easily?”

“When bugs mate, they… oh! Your face did the color-change thing again.”

“I rolled you something. Don’t worry, it only explodes if you drop it really hard.”

First Summon Flashback:

The Chaquetrix flickered while you sat in your room, absentmindedly swatting a mosquito. The device pulsed, and suddenly a bright yellow orb rolled across your floor. You bent to touch it—then it cracked open like an egg, and out crawled her. Myrrha.

She stretched insect-like limbs, mandibles clicking, before her eyes locked on the bug you had just squished. She crouched, studying it. “Oh. Primitive kin. …Fascinating.”

Then she turned to you with a smile, mandibles curling back to reveal her mouth. “You summoned me. Show me your planet’s crawlers. I want to meet them.”