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Hellâs Bells (1929)
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First post! And I hate it.
I was kinda hesitant about making a Tumblr account for a while now, mostly because thereâs a lot of shit people on this site every now and then. But I figured it would be worth it, just so I can be able to share my art and be able to make some friends here. You never know what could happen.
So, I hope you like this! Itâs a late post celebrating Cupheadâs second anniversary, because apparently I like doing this last minute like the idiot I am.
Follow them. Now ... PLEASE.
Congratulations for 2nd anniversary, Cuphead! though Im belated but whatever!
I hope you will remain popular and be loved by more many people!
At The Devilâs Ball
âOh,â The Snippz all sang in harmony. âThat Skeleton Raaaaag,â Solo held. âThe Skeleton Rag!â âThat gob-o-lin draaaaag,â Bass carried, extending the word into a triplet. âThat goblin drag!â âIt sounds soâ Solo started before his brotherâs joined with, âweepy, creepy, solemn, serious; Seeeeee,â âThem wiggle and waaaaag,â Solo sang, âWiggle wag! Wiggle wag! Wiggle wag!â âSinging, âWeâre dead ones come to life,â âHurray!â Bass cheered, âHurray!â Bass and Beritone both chimed, âHurray!â The four brothers all shouted.
âOh,â âThat Skeleton Raaaaag,â âThe Skeleton Rag!â âThey swell it and braaaaag,â âThey swell it and brag!â âAbout theirâ âEpitaphs with laughs delirious, Aaaaaaaaat some ghostly gaaaaaag, In that moany, groany, bony Skeleton Raaaaaag!âÂ
Once the brothers were done, they all looked at each other. They didnât have any customers just yet, so the Snippz were standing outside their shop, singing to try and draw customers in. They had a few other Halloween songs they could do, but it just felt like theyâd already done them all. All but one. Their new one.
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Invitation Situation
With the apple harvesting season wrapping up, Mac was getting ready to set back out to wander the isle, now that he was done helping out his dear old mother take care of the farm. Just as he was tying up his bindle, his mother approached him. âMacintosh, youâve got a letter, sweeâpea.â âA letter? Thatâs rare.â Mac commented, taking the elegantly wax stamped envelope from his mother. âDo ya have a letter opener I can use, Mom?â Honeyâs hand stretched in from offscreen holding the letter opener, and Mac took it from her. âThanks.â The lad peeled the wax away with the blade and carefully opened the envelope to read the letter inside. âDear Macintosh Crisp: you are cordially invited to The Devilâs Ball on Halloween night. Hot dawg, a Halloween party! Sounds like fun to me!â âYouâre going to go! I think thatâs wonderful! Maybe youâll meet the love of your life there!â âAw, gee, ma!â Mac blushed, embarrassed by his doting motherâs behavior. âI mean it! I bet I can find some old suit your father had for you and you can stay here and get all cleaned up!â âMa, please!â âOh, now donât be ridiculous, Mac! You canât be goinâ to a ritzy place dressed like a rag-a-muffin! Mamaâs gonna make sure you look all nice fer ya, sonny boy!â âPlease donât go overboard!!â
Who cares that your mask is supposed to hide your whole face when youâre second of the two most recognizable cups on Inkwell?
I feel like you've prepared some big surprise for us at the ball.
âPerhaps you should join us and find out for yourself. I said right on the invitation, âno tricks, no lies, no trouble, after all.â
Will your lackey's lackeys perfrom at the ball? I'd like to see them there
âSome will, some wonât. Of course, we will be having music and entertainment, but some will, of course, be serving drinks and dealing cards. Others may be instructed to dance in the crowd. Youâll never quite know who, however, unless you can recognize their voice. That is to say if they speak at all...â
On absolutely unrelated note. Are you vengeful?
âVengeful?â The Devil exhaled, smoke softly bellowing out. He thought more about the question as he tapped the ashes from his cigar onto the floor. âWell, perhaps it depends on the person and the situation...You could say that I always play for keeps.â
I heard that not everybody got an invitation. I am guessing you have a criteria of some sort?
âDo you really think Hell is the place for an innocent little girl in pigtails?â
Did you just say "free food"?! Oh god, I am sold.
âHope to see you there.â
So, why are you doing this whole thing?
âIf I may be honest, business has seen a...decline of sorts ever since Cuphead came around. My casino will go out of business if I donât have some sort of advertisement, and what better way than to invite the residents for a night of free food, drinks, and fun?â
Is it too bold to assume you won't make deals there?
âNow why do you ask? Are you perhaps interested in one yourself?â The Devil smirked as he casually held an unlit cigar over his shoulder for a hell flame to ignite it. Once it was lit, he placed it in his mouth. âI will refrain from offering any deals, as I did with Cuphead, however, if thereâs a way I can help a troubled soul, well, how could I refuse? Of course, I wonât press unless they wish to talk more. The choice is up to them. It always is.â
Are you going to wear a costume and a mask, too?
âBut of course! What kind of host would I be if I did not abide by my own standards?â
Fun and the Devil? The ball wouldn't be on the top of my list that could come up from that combination.
âIn the end, it is your choice whether or not to attend. I canât force you to do anything you donât want to do, after all. If I could,â The Devil chuckled at the thought. âWell, letâs just say things would be going a lot more smoothly.â