A Terrible Sin I @inkwise (???)
Bubba’s back was turned when he froze at this new voice calling out to him. Another demon or entity perhaps? He couldn’t put his finger on it. But the comment made his ink run cold of memories. Of his very sins. His back started to glow a bit as his form seemed to “flicker” between his normal toon self and the Ink Demon he truly was.
“Funny, I could say the same thing about you.”
His voice altered between its high-pitched tone and something deeper. Focus on the illusion, Kingston. You’re too tired to actually change. Bubba’s form stayed as the very toon himself... except for his beady eyes. Deep down, he didn’t know what to expect and guessed that this demon along with every other entity is out of his league. However, Banjo was his main concern now. So he kept his cool.
“It’s also a terrible sin to spy on people. Who are you and what are you doing here?”