No, I am not a convenience store.

he/it

[i-am-very-creator]

stop waking me up JUST TO ASK ME FOR SHIT

[sinofmen]

+A very tired Atlas approaches, wrapping his arm that got scratched while simultaneously rushing over to assess the damage done to blue.+

- @i-am-very-creator

*Theyre still sobbing in a puddle of their own blood, now whatever left of their arm bandaged up, but the torn off arm resting beside them. They’re crying incomprehensibly.*

[i-am-very-creator]

ohfuckohfuckohfuckohfuck-

+It crouches down next to them, gently patting the shoulder of the intact arm.+

hey- blue- blue i’m here- it- it’s gonna be okay-

ohhhgodswhatdoido-

[sinofmen]

*They finally tried opening some of their eyes, tears from other eyes falling into them.*

a-atlas-

*Xe can’t even get a full sentence out without breaking down into sobs again.*

[i-am-very-creator]

it’s gonna be okay- listen- listen it’s all gonna be okay-

+He’s half reassuring Blue and half reassuring itself.+

can- can i try to pick you up to bring you home-?

[sinofmen]

*They nod, and glance back at their arm and cry again. It’s hard to tell if they’re crying from pain or just from loosing their arm in the first place. It’s well known by anyone how xe would spend nearly every day just playing piano. But now, with only one arm.. they cling to Atlas and weep.*

[i-am-very-creator]

+He slowly stands with Blue in its arms, trying to be as gentle as possible while holding xem. It starts to walk towards their house.+

it’ll be okay…… i’ll….. i’ll help fix this….. you’ll be okay….

[sinofmen]

*They shake their head, burying their face in their hand. No, how could it be okay? How would they ever be okay? Their thoughts are all a muddled mess, and all that comes out of their mouth is apologies and cries. They’re basically limp in Atlas’s arms.*

[i-am-very-creator]

+It continues to reassure Blue that it’s going to be okay, that he’ll fix this, that xe don’t need to apologize. He walks into the house, down the hall, and into Blue’s room, carefully setting them down on the bed.+

gods, what do i do, what do i do…….

[sinofmen]

*The piano had a tarp over it, for some reason, and the buckets where the horrible wretched slop had been made still sat in one corner of the room.*

im- im so sorryyy-

*Their words are slurred together as they cry, trying to wipe tears out of all of their eyes.*

[i-am-very-creator]

nononononono- it’s ok- i just don’t know what to do next- uh- pain meds. yeah. pain meds.

+A bottle of pain medication appears in one hand and a glass of water in another. He shakes two pills out of the bottle. The bags under its eyes darken.+

[sinofmen]

nooo nononoo..

*They try to pat Atlas’s hand or… something, I don’t know, but they miss entirely and hit their face gently. Maybe they were trying to do that, because then they try to close Atlas’s eyes.*

stoppp..

*They pause for a second, watching Atlas before breaking down into quiet sobs again.*

[i-am-very-creator]

no- let me help you- please

+He gently pushes away xyr arm with one hand, trying to give them the pills with another.+

i already made them, so you might as well take them anyway..?

[sinofmen]

*They finally gave in, taking the pills and staring at them for a minute before taking them with the water. They went back to crying.*

go- go the fuck to sleep.. go to sleep-

*They batted at Atlas’s face again.*

[i-am-very-creator]

okay- okay just-…. call me if you need anything. please.

+He walks to the door, hesitating in the doorway.+

goodnight, sleep well

[sinofmen]

goodnigh..t….

*They were staring at the covered piano as tears poured silently from all of their eyes. They felt so stupid, but that was the one thing they had. That’s all they felt they really had going for them, all they were good at, playing piano. And here they were. The piano already being covered hurt more, like they were already resigned to this fate of never playing again. It was all stupid, such a stupid reason to cry, but they couldn’t help it.*

[i-am-very-creator]

+It turns out the light and closes the door, collapsing to the floor, asleep, before even getting to its room.+

[sinofmen]

+A very tired Atlas approaches, wrapping his arm that got scratched while simultaneously rushing over to assess the damage done to blue.+

- @i-am-very-creator

*Theyre still sobbing in a puddle of their own blood, now whatever left of their arm bandaged up, but the torn off arm resting beside them. They’re crying incomprehensibly.*

[i-am-very-creator]

ohfuckohfuckohfuckohfuck-

+It crouches down next to them, gently patting the shoulder of the intact arm.+

hey- blue- blue i’m here- it- it’s gonna be okay-

ohhhgodswhatdoido-

[sinofmen]

*They finally tried opening some of their eyes, tears from other eyes falling into them.*

a-atlas-

*Xe can’t even get a full sentence out without breaking down into sobs again.*

[i-am-very-creator]

it’s gonna be okay- listen- listen it’s all gonna be okay-

+He’s half reassuring Blue and half reassuring itself.+

can- can i try to pick you up to bring you home-?

[sinofmen]

*They nod, and glance back at their arm and cry again. It’s hard to tell if they’re crying from pain or just from loosing their arm in the first place. It’s well known by anyone how xe would spend nearly every day just playing piano. But now, with only one arm.. they cling to Atlas and weep.*

[i-am-very-creator]

+He slowly stands with Blue in its arms, trying to be as gentle as possible while holding xem. It starts to walk towards their house.+

it’ll be okay…… i’ll….. i’ll help fix this….. you’ll be okay….

[sinofmen]

*They shake their head, burying their face in their hand. No, how could it be okay? How would they ever be okay? Their thoughts are all a muddled mess, and all that comes out of their mouth is apologies and cries. They’re basically limp in Atlas’s arms.*

[i-am-very-creator]

+It continues to reassure Blue that it’s going to be okay, that he’ll fix this, that xe don’t need to apologize. He walks into the house, down the hall, and into Blue’s room, carefully setting them down on the bed.+

gods, what do i do, what do i do…….

[sinofmen]

*The piano had a tarp over it, for some reason, and the buckets where the horrible wretched slop had been made still sat in one corner of the room.*

im- im so sorryyy-

*Their words are slurred together as they cry, trying to wipe tears out of all of their eyes.*

[i-am-very-creator]

nononononono- it’s ok- i just don’t know what to do next- uh- pain meds. yeah. pain meds.

+A bottle of pain medication appears in one hand and a glass of water in another. He shakes two pills out of the bottle. The bags under its eyes darken.+

[sinofmen]

nooo nononoo..

*They try to pat Atlas’s hand or… something, I don’t know, but they miss entirely and hit their face gently. Maybe they were trying to do that, because then they try to close Atlas’s eyes.*

stoppp..

*They pause for a second, watching Atlas before breaking down into quiet sobs again.*

[i-am-very-creator]

no- let me help you- please

+He gently pushes away xyr arm with one hand, trying to give them the pills with another.+

i already made them, so you might as well take them anyway..?

[sinofmen]

*They finally gave in, taking the pills and staring at them for a minute before taking them with the water. They went back to crying.*

go- go the fuck to sleep.. go to sleep-

*They batted at Atlas’s face again.*

[i-am-very-creator]

okay- okay just-…. call me if you need anything. please.

+He walks to the door, hesitating in the doorway.+

goodnight, sleep well

[sinofmen]

+A very tired Atlas approaches, wrapping his arm that got scratched while simultaneously rushing over to assess the damage done to blue.+

- @i-am-very-creator

*Theyre still sobbing in a puddle of their own blood, now whatever left of their arm bandaged up, but the torn off arm resting beside them. They’re crying incomprehensibly.*

[i-am-very-creator]

ohfuckohfuckohfuckohfuck-

+It crouches down next to them, gently patting the shoulder of the intact arm.+

hey- blue- blue i’m here- it- it’s gonna be okay-

ohhhgodswhatdoido-

[sinofmen]

*They finally tried opening some of their eyes, tears from other eyes falling into them.*

a-atlas-

*Xe can’t even get a full sentence out without breaking down into sobs again.*

[i-am-very-creator]

it’s gonna be okay- listen- listen it’s all gonna be okay-

+He’s half reassuring Blue and half reassuring itself.+

can- can i try to pick you up to bring you home-?

[sinofmen]

*They nod, and glance back at their arm and cry again. It’s hard to tell if they’re crying from pain or just from loosing their arm in the first place. It’s well known by anyone how xe would spend nearly every day just playing piano. But now, with only one arm.. they cling to Atlas and weep.*

[i-am-very-creator]

+He slowly stands with Blue in its arms, trying to be as gentle as possible while holding xem. It starts to walk towards their house.+

it’ll be okay…… i’ll….. i’ll help fix this….. you’ll be okay….

[sinofmen]

*They shake their head, burying their face in their hand. No, how could it be okay? How would they ever be okay? Their thoughts are all a muddled mess, and all that comes out of their mouth is apologies and cries. They’re basically limp in Atlas’s arms.*

[i-am-very-creator]

+It continues to reassure Blue that it’s going to be okay, that he’ll fix this, that xe don’t need to apologize. He walks into the house, down the hall, and into Blue’s room, carefully setting them down on the bed.+

gods, what do i do, what do i do…….

[sinofmen]

*The piano had a tarp over it, for some reason, and the buckets where the horrible wretched slop had been made still sat in one corner of the room.*

im- im so sorryyy-

*Their words are slurred together as they cry, trying to wipe tears out of all of their eyes.*

[i-am-very-creator]

nononononono- it’s ok- i just don’t know what to do next- uh- pain meds. yeah. pain meds.

+A bottle of pain medication appears in one hand and a glass of water in another. He shakes two pills out of the bottle. The bags under its eyes darken.+

[sinofmen]

nooo nononoo..

*They try to pat Atlas’s hand or… something, I don’t know, but they miss entirely and hit their face gently. Maybe they were trying to do that, because then they try to close Atlas’s eyes.*

stoppp..

*They pause for a second, watching Atlas before breaking down into quiet sobs again.*

[i-am-very-creator]

no- let me help you- please

+He gently pushes away xyr arm with one hand, trying to give them the pills with another.+

i already made them, so you might as well take them anyway..?

[sinofmen]

+A very tired Atlas approaches, wrapping his arm that got scratched while simultaneously rushing over to assess the damage done to blue.+

- @i-am-very-creator

*Theyre still sobbing in a puddle of their own blood, now whatever left of their arm bandaged up, but the torn off arm resting beside them. They’re crying incomprehensibly.*

[i-am-very-creator]

ohfuckohfuckohfuckohfuck-

+It crouches down next to them, gently patting the shoulder of the intact arm.+

hey- blue- blue i’m here- it- it’s gonna be okay-

ohhhgodswhatdoido-

[sinofmen]

*They finally tried opening some of their eyes, tears from other eyes falling into them.*

a-atlas-

*Xe can’t even get a full sentence out without breaking down into sobs again.*

[i-am-very-creator]

it’s gonna be okay- listen- listen it’s all gonna be okay-

+He’s half reassuring Blue and half reassuring itself.+

can- can i try to pick you up to bring you home-?

[sinofmen]

*They nod, and glance back at their arm and cry again. It’s hard to tell if they’re crying from pain or just from loosing their arm in the first place. It’s well known by anyone how xe would spend nearly every day just playing piano. But now, with only one arm.. they cling to Atlas and weep.*

[i-am-very-creator]

+He slowly stands with Blue in its arms, trying to be as gentle as possible while holding xem. It starts to walk towards their house.+

it’ll be okay…… i’ll….. i’ll help fix this….. you’ll be okay….

[sinofmen]

*They shake their head, burying their face in their hand. No, how could it be okay? How would they ever be okay? Their thoughts are all a muddled mess, and all that comes out of their mouth is apologies and cries. They’re basically limp in Atlas’s arms.*

[i-am-very-creator]

+It continues to reassure Blue that it’s going to be okay, that he’ll fix this, that xe don’t need to apologize. He walks into the house, down the hall, and into Blue’s room, carefully setting them down on the bed.+

gods, what do i do, what do i do…….

[sinofmen]

*The piano had a tarp over it, for some reason, and the buckets where the horrible wretched slop had been made still sat in one corner of the room.*

im- im so sorryyy-

*Their words are slurred together as they cry, trying to wipe tears out of all of their eyes.*

[i-am-very-creator]

nononononono- it’s ok- i just don’t know what to do next- uh- pain meds. yeah. pain meds.

+A bottle of pain medication appears in one hand and a glass of water in another. He shakes two pills out of the bottle. The bags under its eyes darken.+

[sinofmen]

+A very tired Atlas approaches, wrapping his arm that got scratched while simultaneously rushing over to assess the damage done to blue.+

- @i-am-very-creator

*Theyre still sobbing in a puddle of their own blood, now whatever left of their arm bandaged up, but the torn off arm resting beside them. They’re crying incomprehensibly.*

[i-am-very-creator]

ohfuckohfuckohfuckohfuck-

+It crouches down next to them, gently patting the shoulder of the intact arm.+

hey- blue- blue i’m here- it- it’s gonna be okay-

ohhhgodswhatdoido-

[sinofmen]

*They finally tried opening some of their eyes, tears from other eyes falling into them.*

a-atlas-

*Xe can’t even get a full sentence out without breaking down into sobs again.*

[i-am-very-creator]

it’s gonna be okay- listen- listen it’s all gonna be okay-

+He’s half reassuring Blue and half reassuring itself.+

can- can i try to pick you up to bring you home-?

[sinofmen]

*They nod, and glance back at their arm and cry again. It’s hard to tell if they’re crying from pain or just from loosing their arm in the first place. It’s well known by anyone how xe would spend nearly every day just playing piano. But now, with only one arm.. they cling to Atlas and weep.*

[i-am-very-creator]

+He slowly stands with Blue in its arms, trying to be as gentle as possible while holding xem. It starts to walk towards their house.+

it’ll be okay…… i’ll….. i’ll help fix this….. you’ll be okay….

[sinofmen]

*They shake their head, burying their face in their hand. No, how could it be okay? How would they ever be okay? Their thoughts are all a muddled mess, and all that comes out of their mouth is apologies and cries. They’re basically limp in Atlas’s arms.*

[i-am-very-creator]

+It continues to reassure Blue that it’s going to be okay, that he’ll fix this, that xe don’t need to apologize. He walks into the house, down the hall, and into Blue’s room, carefully setting them down on the bed.+

gods, what do i do, what do i do…….

[sinofmen]

+A very tired Atlas approaches, wrapping his arm that got scratched while simultaneously rushing over to assess the damage done to blue.+

- @i-am-very-creator

*Theyre still sobbing in a puddle of their own blood, now whatever left of their arm bandaged up, but the torn off arm resting beside them. They’re crying incomprehensibly.*

[i-am-very-creator]

ohfuckohfuckohfuckohfuck-

+It crouches down next to them, gently patting the shoulder of the intact arm.+

hey- blue- blue i’m here- it- it’s gonna be okay-

ohhhgodswhatdoido-

[sinofmen]

*They finally tried opening some of their eyes, tears from other eyes falling into them.*

a-atlas-

*Xe can’t even get a full sentence out without breaking down into sobs again.*

[i-am-very-creator]

it’s gonna be okay- listen- listen it’s all gonna be okay-

+He’s half reassuring Blue and half reassuring itself.+

can- can i try to pick you up to bring you home-?

[sinofmen]

*They nod, and glance back at their arm and cry again. It’s hard to tell if they’re crying from pain or just from loosing their arm in the first place. It’s well known by anyone how xe would spend nearly every day just playing piano. But now, with only one arm.. they cling to Atlas and weep.*

[i-am-very-creator]

+He slowly stands with Blue in its arms, trying to be as gentle as possible while holding xem. It starts to walk towards their house.+

it’ll be okay…… i’ll….. i’ll help fix this….. you’ll be okay….

[sinofmen]

+A very tired Atlas approaches, wrapping his arm that got scratched while simultaneously rushing over to assess the damage done to blue.+

- @i-am-very-creator

*Theyre still sobbing in a puddle of their own blood, now whatever left of their arm bandaged up, but the torn off arm resting beside them. They’re crying incomprehensibly.*

[i-am-very-creator]

ohfuckohfuckohfuckohfuck-

+It crouches down next to them, gently patting the shoulder of the intact arm.+

hey- blue- blue i’m here- it- it’s gonna be okay-

ohhhgodswhatdoido-

[sinofmen]

*They finally tried opening some of their eyes, tears from other eyes falling into them.*

a-atlas-

*Xe can’t even get a full sentence out without breaking down into sobs again.*

[i-am-very-creator]

it’s gonna be okay- listen- listen it’s all gonna be okay-

+He’s half reassuring Blue and half reassuring itself.+

can- can i try to pick you up to bring you home-?

[sinofmen]

+A very tired Atlas approaches, wrapping his arm that got scratched while simultaneously rushing over to assess the damage done to blue.+

- @i-am-very-creator

*Theyre still sobbing in a puddle of their own blood, now whatever left of their arm bandaged up, but the torn off arm resting beside them. They’re crying incomprehensibly.*

[i-am-very-creator]

ohfuckohfuckohfuckohfuck-

+It crouches down next to them, gently patting the shoulder of the intact arm.+

hey- blue- blue i’m here- it- it’s gonna be okay-

ohhhgodswhatdoido-

[let-him-rest]

WHAT the FUCK

*Blue looks down, thousands of eyes all blinking.*

there’s slop….

*Malachi looks back at @fuckbluspecifically it appears to be in too much pain from the acetone to speak.*

[fuckbluspecifically]

It immediately stops when the nail polish remover hits the floor. It screeches to a stop (quite literally- it makes a cartoon screech effect) and stares at the puddle of nail polish remover.

[blueraspberryflavoredwetcat]

*Meanwhile…*

*Blu is slowly approaching.*

oh what the fuck…

[i-am-very-creator]

+It doesn’t notice that the slop has stopped and continues to throw random objects behind him as he runs towards Blu.+

HELPHELPHELPHELPITSGONNAFUCKINGKILLME

[fuckbluspecifically]

It’s just kinda… staring into the nail polish remover now. It hasn’t occurred to the amalgamation that it can just step around the puddle.

[blueraspberryflavoredwetcat]

*He points towards the amalgamation.*

what the fuck is that???

[i-am-very-creator]

+It finally stops running, family guy death posing on the ground.+

THE FUCKING SLOP APPARENTLY

[fuckbluspecifically]

It sniffs. It smells Blu. It growls, but this absolute torrent of acetone is in the way! It growls and hisses, ink splashing on the ground.

[blueraspberryflavoredwetcat]

……uhhh

*One… two… three…*

ohhh fuck.

do you want this?

*They hold up the train.*

[i-am-very-creator]

you might want this

+He makes a spray bottle full of acetone and hands it to Blu.+

good luck

[fuckbluspecifically]

It seems to have finally realized that it can literally just step over the puddle of acetone and does so. It’s about to charge towards Blu when it sees what’s in their hand.

Holy shit.

Choo choo?

It charges towards him and stops, sniffing the toy. It’s large teeth are dangerously close as it rubs against the toy, getting ooze all over it and Blu.

[blueraspberryflavoredwetcat]

*They attempt to hook the spray part of the spray bottle to a belt loop on their pants… it somehow works??*

i will. let you have your choo choo. if you behave. or something.

[i-am-very-creator]

+Seeing that the slop is distracted, it tries to sneakily crawl away to go make sure Blue isn’t dead.+

[let-him-rest]

WHAT the FUCK

*Blue looks down, thousands of eyes all blinking.*

there’s slop….

*Malachi looks back at @fuckbluspecifically it appears to be in too much pain from the acetone to speak.*

[fuckbluspecifically]

It immediately stops when the nail polish remover hits the floor. It screeches to a stop (quite literally- it makes a cartoon screech effect) and stares at the puddle of nail polish remover.

[blueraspberryflavoredwetcat]

*Meanwhile…*

*Blu is slowly approaching.*

oh what the fuck…

[i-am-very-creator]

+It doesn’t notice that the slop has stopped and continues to throw random objects behind him as he runs towards Blu.+

HELPHELPHELPHELPITSGONNAFUCKINGKILLME

[fuckbluspecifically]

It’s just kinda… staring into the nail polish remover now. It hasn’t occurred to the amalgamation that it can just step around the puddle.

[blueraspberryflavoredwetcat]

*He points towards the amalgamation.*

what the fuck is that???

[i-am-very-creator]

+It finally stops running, family guy death posing on the ground.+

THE FUCKING SLOP APPARENTLY

[fuckbluspecifically]

It sniffs. It smells Blu. It growls, but this absolute torrent of acetone is in the way! It growls and hisses, ink splashing on the ground.

[blueraspberryflavoredwetcat]

……uhhh

*One… two… three…*

ohhh fuck.

do you want this?

*They hold up the train.*

[i-am-very-creator]

you might want this

+He makes a spray bottle full of acetone and hands it to Blu.+

good luck

[let-him-rest]

WHAT the FUCK

*Blue looks down, thousands of eyes all blinking.*

there’s slop….

*Malachi looks back at @fuckbluspecifically it appears to be in too much pain from the acetone to speak.*

[fuckbluspecifically]

It immediately stops when the nail polish remover hits the floor. It screeches to a stop (quite literally- it makes a cartoon screech effect) and stares at the puddle of nail polish remover.

[blueraspberryflavoredwetcat]

*Meanwhile…*

*Blu is slowly approaching.*

oh what the fuck…

[i-am-very-creator]

+It doesn’t notice that the slop has stopped and continues to throw random objects behind him as he runs towards Blu.+

HELPHELPHELPHELPITSGONNAFUCKINGKILLME

[fuckbluspecifically]

It’s just kinda… staring into the nail polish remover now. It hasn’t occurred to the amalgamation that it can just step around the puddle.

[blueraspberryflavoredwetcat]

*He points towards the amalgamation.*

what the fuck is that???

[i-am-very-creator]

+It finally stops running, family guy death posing on the ground.+

THE FUCKING SLOP APPARENTLY

[let-him-rest]

WHAT the FUCK

*Blue looks down, thousands of eyes all blinking.*

there’s slop….

*Malachi looks back at @fuckbluspecifically it appears to be in too much pain from the acetone to speak.*

[fuckbluspecifically]

It immediately stops when the nail polish remover hits the floor. It screeches to a stop (quite literally- it makes a cartoon screech effect) and stares at the puddle of nail polish remover.

[blueraspberryflavoredwetcat]

*Meanwhile…*

*Blu is slowly approaching.*

oh what the fuck…

[i-am-very-creator]

+It doesn’t notice that the slop has stopped and continues to throw random objects behind him as he runs towards Blu.+

HELPHELPHELPHELPITSGONNAFUCKINGKILLME

[let-him-rest]

WHAT the FUCK

*Blue looks down, thousands of eyes all blinking.*

there’s slop….

*Malachi looks back at @fuckbluspecifically it appears to be in too much pain from the acetone to speak.*

[fuckbluspecifically]

What! Bird :(

Oh well, now Blue isn’t hiding! It can chase them towards Blu’s house, pick up the choo choo, and maul them both at once! Two birds with one stone!

…Bird :(

It starts chasing Blue again.

[sinofmen]

DOES MY BACKFLIP MEAN NOTHING TO YOU

*They begin running again.*

[let-him-rest]

*scared away bird. Must kill.*

[fuckbluspecifically]

Either way, it snarls and leaps towards Blue. It breaks one of their strings but narrowly misses them.

[sinofmen]

AUUGHHH HOLY FUCK HOLY FUCK IM SCAREEDDDDDD I CANT DIE NO NO NO

[let-him-rest]

*CHASE CHASE CHASE.*

[fuckbluspecifically]

It flares its wings out and pounces! It takes another string with it.

[sinofmen]

*They get knocked face first onto the ground.*

NNNOOOOO NO NO NO NO NO NO

[let-him-rest]

*It growls and snarls…*

[fuckbluspecifically]

It pins them down with a claw, baring its fangs. It’s claws dig into their skin.

[sinofmen]

*Xe scream out in pain, writhing under its hold and trying to escape.*

[let-him-rest]

*It growls and snarls… is it… toying with them first? It seems to be playing with its food.*

[fuckbluspecifically]

It sniffs at them and lets out a strange mixture of a laugh and a snarl. There comes that delicious taste of fear.

…Hey, is it even a carnivore? Will this make it sick??

[sinofmen]

dude you do NOT want to kill me it would be soooo L Loser Bozo of you…

*Blue seems genuinely terrified, but only knowing how to react with humor.*

[let-him-rest]

*Someone makes a decision, it bites off Blue’s arm. Flesh! Yum!*

[fuckbluspecifically]

No! Stop that! They could give us a stomachache!

It spits the arm back out onto Blue.

[sinofmen]

*They scream out in pain, finally realizing how truly, whole heartedly fucked they are. Tears fall from their face. They’re fucked.*

[i-am-very-creator]

OHFUCKOHFUCKOHFUCKKKKKKKK-

+At seeing this it runs towards the slop and, with the confidence of someone that has no clue how to use a saber, slashes at it.*

[let-him-rest]

*It scampers back, whimpering. Seems like you cut it.*

[fuckbluspecifically]

The fear is replaced with rage as it snarls, now bleeding. It gets off of Blue and redirects its attention to Atlas.

[sinofmen]

*They remain on the ground, trying to hold where their arm would be if it was still there, sobbing and gasping for air.*

[i-am-very-creator]

+It stares up at the slop, absolutely terrified and realizing how bad of a move that was.+

FUCKKKKKKKKKK…….

UH….. COME HERE OFTEN?

+jesus fucking christ+

[let-him-rest]

*this part is terrified of the weapon. It lets Bendy take the lead on this one.*

[fuckbluspecifically]

Bendy yowls and pounces towards Atlas, missing it just barely and nicking it on the arm with a claw.

[sinofmen]

*They can’t tell what’s going on, tears from eyes falling into other eyes and making their vision useless. They’re still trying to process the fact that their arm is gone and that’s why it hurts that much*

[i-am-very-creator]

OWSHITFUCK-

+This stupid motherfucker covers up the scratch and then starts booking it, creating and throwing things at the monster as it runs, mostly missing.+

RANDOM BULLSHIT GO

+One of his swords, bucket, nerf gun, pillow, desk fan, pot of un-sauced spaghetti, very large tooth, several bic lighters, tire……+

[let-him-rest]

*He’s already caught up to Bendy’s train of thought. He charges without a care.*

[fuckbluspecifically]

The only things that do anything close to damage are the spaghetti and sword. Otherwise, it charges, teeth bared and tails lashing.

[i-am-very-creator]

+Cannon ball, cartoon bomb, hot wheels, baking soda volcano, twenty handkerchiefs tied together, several bottles of nail polish, nail files, a bottle of nail polish remover, glitter, a cat clock, night light- All of this being made one after the other as he slowly loses energy and starts slowly loosing speed.+

[i-am-very-creator]

you should run in that direction

*points towards blus house*

trust me

the guy who lives there will be an amazing distraction

ON IT

+It changes course, running off towards Blu’s house.*

[i-am-very-creator]

+EXACTLY+

HELP ME

[let-him-rest]

WHAT the FUCK

*Blue looks down, thousands of eyes all blinking.*

there’s slop….

*Malachi looks back at @fuckbluspecifically it appears to be in too much pain from the acetone to speak.*

[fuckbluspecifically]

What! Bird :(

Oh well, now Blue isn’t hiding! It can chase them towards Blu’s house, pick up the choo choo, and maul them both at once! Two birds with one stone!

…Bird :(

It starts chasing Blue again.

[sinofmen]

DOES MY BACKFLIP MEAN NOTHING TO YOU

*They begin running again.*

[let-him-rest]

*scared away bird. Must kill.*

[fuckbluspecifically]

Either way, it snarls and leaps towards Blue. It breaks one of their strings but narrowly misses them.

[sinofmen]

AUUGHHH HOLY FUCK HOLY FUCK IM SCAREEDDDDDD I CANT DIE NO NO NO

[let-him-rest]

*CHASE CHASE CHASE.*

[fuckbluspecifically]

It flares its wings out and pounces! It takes another string with it.

[sinofmen]

*They get knocked face first onto the ground.*

NNNOOOOO NO NO NO NO NO NO

[let-him-rest]

*It growls and snarls…*

[fuckbluspecifically]

It pins them down with a claw, baring its fangs. It’s claws dig into their skin.

[sinofmen]

*Xe scream out in pain, writhing under its hold and trying to escape.*

[let-him-rest]

*It growls and snarls… is it… toying with them first? It seems to be playing with its food.*

[fuckbluspecifically]

It sniffs at them and lets out a strange mixture of a laugh and a snarl. There comes that delicious taste of fear.

…Hey, is it even a carnivore? Will this make it sick??

[sinofmen]

dude you do NOT want to kill me it would be soooo L Loser Bozo of you…

*Blue seems genuinely terrified, but only knowing how to react with humor.*

[let-him-rest]

*Someone makes a decision, it bites off Blue’s arm. Flesh! Yum!*

[fuckbluspecifically]

No! Stop that! They could give us a stomachache!

It spits the arm back out onto Blue.

[sinofmen]

*They scream out in pain, finally realizing how truly, whole heartedly fucked they are. Tears fall from their face. They’re fucked.*

[i-am-very-creator]

OHFUCKOHFUCKOHFUCKKKKKKKK-

+At seeing this it runs towards the slop and, with the confidence of someone that has no clue how to use a saber, slashes at it.*

[let-him-rest]

*It scampers back, whimpering. Seems like you cut it.*

[fuckbluspecifically]

The fear is replaced with rage as it snarls, now bleeding. It gets off of Blue and redirects its attention to Atlas.

[sinofmen]

*They remain on the ground, trying to hold where their arm would be if it was still there, sobbing and gasping for air.*

[i-am-very-creator]

+It stares up at the slop, absolutely terrified and realizing how bad of a move that was.+

FUCKKKKKKKKKK…….

UH….. COME HERE OFTEN?

+jesus fucking christ+

[let-him-rest]

*this part is terrified of the weapon. It lets Bendy take the lead on this one.*

[fuckbluspecifically]

Bendy yowls and pounces towards Atlas, missing it just barely and nicking it on the arm with a claw.

[sinofmen]

*They can’t tell what’s going on, tears from eyes falling into other eyes and making their vision useless. They’re still trying to process the fact that their arm is gone and that’s why it hurts that much*

[i-am-very-creator]

OWSHITFUCK-

+This stupid motherfucker covers up the scratch and then starts booking it, creating and throwing things at the monster as it runs, mostly missing.+

RANDOM BULLSHIT GO

+One of his swords, bucket, nerf gun, pillow, desk fan, pot of un-sauced spaghetti, very large tooth, several bic lighters, tire……+