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viciousgentlemen:
Sammy doesn’t offer his help. Instead with a sigh he falls down beside Henry. Wincing as he lands painfully on a discarded pen. He tosses it to the side and nudges the artist with his elbow.
“Welcome to show buzz baby. You think I wanted my legacy to be writing these dopey songs? Not much we can do. Contracts signed. Joey’s got full artistic control. I wouldn’t worry about it. You’ll just drive yourself crazy.”
“Now your music is hardly dopey... Cheesy yeah, dopey no.” He teased pushing his elbow against Sammy’s. “Tch, more like he worded stuff so fancy we didn’t understand we were selling pieces of our souls.” He muttered yawning. “I think, we should burn our contracts, steal our art back and run off into the sunset while Jojo is stalling more pipes in your office. I know you love the low rumble of Ink being pumped to who knows where.”
STARTER CALLL!!!
STARTER CALLL!!!
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viciousgentlemen:
He kicks Henry’s leg.
“Being depressed and miserable is my thing.”
He rolls on to his back looking up at the musician. “I’m burnt out Sam....A little depressed...But mostly burntout.” He’s holding his arms up expecting help up. “Did you see what Jojo did to my sweet little demon!?!?!?! Saaaammmmyyyy he’s ruining hiiiiiiiiimmmmm”
He’s surrounded by drawings and pens. “Leave me here to die.”
“Much like an awful, awful storm. I come and go as a I please and often forget where I have been..... Where am I?”
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He yawned stumbling through the studio rubbing his face. He hated coming in early, but that meant he could escape Joey’s relentless ideas and notes. Henry smiled heading into the break room. “Hello Bendy, what are you doing up so early?” He asked tilting his head.
START CALL
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To all RPers:
Take as damn long as you want replying to shit. You don’t owe us shit. Your health comes first. You’re choosing to share a vulnerable part of yourself with us and sometimes that’s really hard! Don’t you fucking worry.
We love you!
instrumentsofcyanide:
「 ✟ 」 ⋮ ＤＡＲＬＩＮＧ . ⋮ ━━ And DOWN they both go ! A tiny squeak escapes the demon as he stares at his Dad WIDE. Oh, he wasn’t squeezing his Dad THAT hard, right ?
’ Daaaaaad ! Your organs are FINE ! C'mon ! ’
Although, it was QUITE easy to tell that he’s getting INCREASINGLY worried with every single second that passes !
’ Dad ? ’
“Bendy is that you?” He does a terrible fake cough placing his hands on either side of Bendy’s face. “Bendy, my son. I must ask you something as I stare into the beckoning light.” “Bendy, tell Joey....I never finished those changessssssss.” He drops his hands away sticking his tongue out in an over dramatic fake death.
instrumentsofcyanide:
「 ✟ 」 ⋮ ＤＡＲＬＩＮＧ . ⋮ ━━ OH ! OH NOOOOO ! He’s fallen for Dad’s DASTARDLY trap ! Now he's stuck in HENRY’S PEOPLE SQUISHIER !
’ DAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAD ! ’
And now, he’s trying to squish Henry back !
“Oh no my organs!!” He said slowly crumbling to the ground. Henry laid down on the ground pretending to be dead. He opened one eye looking at the devil curious how his tiny ink son would react.
instrumentsofcyanide:
’ We can build a SECOND ONE and call it ’ HENRY’S PEOPLE SQUISHIER ! ’
“Oh no, no.. I already have a squishier.” He picks the little devil darling up and hugs him tightly. “See! Squiiissshhhh!!!”
instrumentsofcyanide:
‘ It’s THIS ! ‘
SHOWS HIM THE SPLEEN SMASHER.
“Ah, and here I am calling it a people squishier all these years.”
