Apr 5, 2017
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☂ picking them up
“Bendy, c’mon! I-I can walk on my own, y’know!”
And yet, he’s not doing much tp struggle. Aside from blushing and pouting, that is.
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☂ picking them up
“Bendy, c’mon! I-I can walk on my own, y’know!”
And yet, he’s not doing much tp struggle. Aside from blushing and pouting, that is.
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To be perfectly honest, it wasn’t often that Argost left his house. He didn’t care for sunshine and cared for people even less. But, occasionally, on nice, moonlit nights like this he would walk near the river to clear his mind. Finally, a time when he was truly alone; not a human in sight. Just him, the gentle sound of grass swaying in the breeze, and water flowing down the Hudson.
That was, he thought he was alone. In the middle of the path was a peculiar black puddle. As he approached, he realized that this wasn’t just water left over from the recent rain.
“What is... Ink?”
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It was a calming period for the mad cat, for the professor wanted to take a bath in a place he thought would be fancy. The location was not important to him, all that really mattered was that the building once housed thousands of living souls. All that remained was the cat and his followers, who were on their knees and bowing to the pink cat as he just floated up against a swimming pool that had been emptied and filled with the blood of his victims.
The process took a very long time and it was seen as worth it. Right now Genki was just resting on his back and enjoying how his body floated against the blood. This was a lowering of the guard, meaning that this moment of bliss would mean that anything that could happen...would catch the alien off guard.
Closed Starter w/ Murderous Ink
@murderousink Investigations never led anywhere good. Nocturna had learned that as a valuable lesson to everything she had done up until now. Adorned with her shovel, a bomb, and her cutlass, she was ready to check out this place that reeked of... well not life. But it wasn’t death either? It was weird. Nocturna leaped up and landed on top of a building that so happened to be the source of her concerns. Crouching at the edge of the building like a gargoyle, the young undead demoness flipped upside down, peering into what happened to be an abandoned.. what was it called again? An aneemation studio? Something involving drawings and movement. Nocturna was a little too old fashioned for that, though. Still, she risked blood magic to transform herself into a bat and fly up into a crack, her little wings poking through as she fluttered into the building.
Out of one Hell and into another
@murderousink Jesse arrives at an old studio, she mainly only came here for to hide from her attackers. Covered in claw and bite marks, she had to first clean her wounds before it attracted more trouble. Unfortunately for her, she doesn't realize that by entering this place, she had already attracted that trouble.
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The Regretful Assassin and the Cartoon Serial Killer
@murderousink began following!
Grim was on the hunt. She may have just arrived, but she felt rushed since speaking to her employer. There was something else there. Another demon, perhaps? Either way, it’s presence was known, and she was unsure about it. While she did welcome the challenge at this point, it could prove to be too much for the small woman.
She was watching a group of her target’s men. The way of dress was almost always the same. Quite tiresome, really. Though it made finding them much easier, she was beginning to wish there was greater challenge. Sure, it was harder to find those with any useful information, but at least it helped her remain a little stimulated. As it stood, she would continue to follow them, gather any information she could, and then go in and kill most. She was sure she would need one alive, again.
As they continued, she could not help but get an eerie feeling. Something was there. Something she was not familiar with. She did not wish to fight with such a disadvantage, but she needed the information. Whatever was there, she would just have to ignore it for now.
“Don’t be silly. I want to stay up with you.”
Boris felt guilt. Bendy was having a good time playing his games. It wasn’t his fault Boris that nightmare again--where Henry gets Bendy while his back was turned.
“It just one of those silly nightmares. It’s nothing to cause a hullabaloo about,” Says the wolf with ink tears still leaking out of him. Quickly wiping his face with a tissue from his pocket.
“The least I could so is let you enjoy your video games. Will you show me again, Pal?”
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That feel when you have a ink demon as a friend and he can remove his head as a ‘magic’ trick.
And though it doesn’t look it, if you were to put bendy’s head back on, he’s taller than Summer, now.