#boristwolf

Are you…? sentence starters

Sitting on the ground, Lily looked up from her bruised knee at the wolf.

Alice gives a sympathetic smile, patting the wolf on his shoulder. “Ah, Boris.. Love is something you experience everyday, I’m sure..! Don’t’cha love the studio, playin’ fetch, Henry, Bendy, me? .. Ah.. Though.. I’m sure you’re meaning a romantic one..” Alice gives a knowing look before offering a small sigh. “You’ll find someone, Boris.. A smart, fun, cute wolf like you? Why, I’m sure if you got to get out here, girls would be beggin’ to have a chance with you!”

Sure, Henry’s an artist. That’s what he chose his profession to be, and what he does while spending endless hours in Sillyvision Studios. But sometimes the situation calls for some heavy lifting. Equipment that needs to be rearranged, or moved, or placed back into storage units...

As much as he hates to put his pen down tonight, he does so. He pokes his head into the break room, trying to find another pair of hands that could help as well, and then calls out,

          the broken down studio opened for the demon. the place that he called his home for many a year, now felt like a prison for many of it’s other inhabitants. it stretched out before him, brought him flashes of memory that he would rather forget. the past was just that, and now he had to deal with the cards that the devil himself had dealt him.

          the cartoon walked the walls, watching as the cracks and notches in it began to creating oozing ink, the atmosphere growing darker as he approached. tail swept back and forth, like a cat on the prowl as a large, BUBBLING growl erupted from his throat. 

         a sound perked his head, a sickening grin ripping across his ink stained features. another visitor to his quarters? another parasite who found visiting abandoned studios was cool?  humans could be SO DIFFICULT. bendy had thought after the first curious human saw his rampaging maw and went screaming, it was advise others from the place. 

           however, as bendy had later stated, humans were DIFFICULT. a few stupid “brave” souls came stomping along, only to follow the first’s fate. bendy supposed that was what today would follow. he crouched as he sulked the halls, listening to the sounds and turning corners in a swift heavy fashion. 

“Boris.My pal. My sport. My man.”

It's a whole new way to say "Go fuck yourself"