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  I·ᴠᴇ ᴄᴏᴍᴇ ᴛᴏ ʙᴜʀɴ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴋɪɴɢᴅᴏᴍ ᴅᴏᴡɴ  

[inkhymn]

pathofthedemon:

he’s unaware —— so so BLISSFULLY UNAWARE of the dangers; the reasons why a devil should never dance into holy hands. of course, he’s heard; knows that demons & angels had always been warring entities since the DAWN of mankind itself. but does he listen ? does the demon abide by the laws transcribed into both holy & unholy rites ?

no.

it’s dark. it’s so dark that even seeing the inky hand garbed in ivory cloth was a STRUGGLE in itself. there’s only a faint glow; orange & yellow hues cast out warmth —— but a foreboding  feeling in the very same light. does he march onward or does he turn right around & RUN for the high hills ? certainly the darkness should have made him have at least a few SECOND THOUGHTS —— & that noise ! that electrifying noise that rippled through the air; zaps & pops & buzzes unceremoniously ringing through his hearing —— anyone should have ran. BEWARE THE ANGEL.

it would have been a lie to say that he didn’t consider just abandoning his efforts for a moment. but it’s the angel’s VOICE that pulls him back; grounds him back to reality as her saccharine tones seep with such sorrow that he simply HAS to obey.

& he walks; no, RUNS & dives headfirst into the path of the angels; moving towards the light until it’s right in front of him —— & he’s met with the truth between the lies. the still WRITHING cadaver of a toon with such fire running through it’s veins. it’s not anyone especially close to him ( just another one of the thousands of Butcher Gang clones Joey Drew made ) ——but the very sight strikes him & he can only stare up at the DIVINE

    ✧･ﾟ: *  ★ ——’ —— Alice ? ’

            The little scamp was much faster than she had anticipated, he should have let her clean up, freshen up perhaps. Knowing this one all too well was weak to the waves of curiosity. They ebb and flow a dark essence of the unknown and he had fallen prey to this sirens sweet melody. He was scared, the small figure trembling like a freshly bloomed flower in front of the gruesome scene she had painted for him.. . oh dear.. 

            “ Pay no mind to this poor soul.. He has been cleansed! Freed from the inky HOLD the collective abyss holds on us ! “ 

                        ‘ Don’t fret, he’s been SAVED! “ 

Learning over her podium to see him closer, brushing her hair back to show her SCARS, her SHAME. 

            “ You see? The abyss has BLESSED me with its prayers, its touches held me up and  - 

Made me an Angel again !”

           Moving back into the darkness, she snickered under her breath, weaving her way through the back rooms to get closer to him.. to see him more,, she had to  SHE NEEDED TO... she MUST have him... 

           “ You see, since I’ve been abandoned here, the abyss CHOSE me to PURIFY what has been DAMNED here...” 

                       “ Everyone deserves a second chance.. Everyone.. “

           Alice was behind him now, moving down to her knees, arms open to him, he was so much smaller than she had remembered... oh but he was sill perfect... perhaps she would be completely repaired after him... Oh ... She SHOOK with JOY.. 

           “ Even you do, Im not here to hurt you. “ 

                                   “You can trust me.” 

[inkhymn]

inkgrin:

He hesitated, this had to be some kind of ruse. She was using her voice. The last time he BANISHED her to the wastes, she had a completely DIFFERENT voice, a completely different attitude. It’s why he banished her in the first place. Now he was FROZEN in front of her. There wasn’t even the slightest chance she’d changed. He’d be the FIRST to know, if even. He made his c l i c k i n g noise at her, more or less trying to grasp what she looked like THIS TIME, was she still that odd shape he’d noticed last? SHE WAS. She was lying. It wasn’t anything new. He’d PLAY along for her sake, he liked to play her games. His clicks faded into a weak chirp, almost sympathetic in tone. He waited for her next move. This is was like that game.. With the Knightsand Kings.. What was it called again… ?

              “ You know.. I’ve missed you “ 

               Voice shook, skin trembled under his blind gaze. She was a great actor, enough to fool him in the past but, she had used this visage one too many times.. She couldn’t help it, she was so close.. they were so close.. she needed this she needed to feel alive again. Even if it KILLED her. She couldn't get enough of his hatred towards her.. She wanted.. no .. She NEEDED more and more. She reached... she DARED to touch him and RUIN her hard work.. Who was she working for anymore... He COULDN’T see her, she’d NEVER be perfect for him again.. 

              That's what all of this ways for anyways wasn’t it? She wanted him to see her again. . longing for his praise... Eyes wide as she stood in silence, hand frozen as she reached up for him. For the first time in years.. She 

She slipped. 

              “ I'm a mess.. huh ? “ Shaking out a small chuckle from under his tall stature.. It was probably FAR too late for her to take BACK what she had done to him.. She PAIN she caused the only being she had ever come to LOVE. What a cruel joke the abyss played on them.. How terrible. both hands covered her face as she sank down below him.. to her knees.. and then her side... “ I cant keep hurting you like this.. I can’t..” Curling up.. her chest swelled.. Everything she worked for collapsed around her.. How long had she truly been slumbering? 

              “ Please ... for our sakes... Send me back..” Ink dribbled down her cheeks, she didn’t want this anymore.. she couldn't take it.. she remembered something more.. something that hurt her even further.. like a dagger through her chest she recalled his name.. his face... how things used to be before they were betrayed.. “ Nickel please... please.. “ 

[inkhymn]

There's one hand hidden behind Joey's back as he approaches, soon leaning down to get to Alice's level. She had arrived to the party in a jolly mood, which Joey had found both endearing and fitting for the circumstances, and he'd appreciated it. With a grin and a finger pressed against his lips n a hushing motion, he snickers. "Don't go telling the boys about this, will you?" Reeling his hand from behind his back, revealing a box of candies--Safe for the toons to eat! "They'll lose their heads."

                      There was one thing about her that deferred  from the boys, she was taller than them, about a foot and a half taller to be precise. Joey didn’t have to lean as far down for her as he would have for Dime or Nickel. She was always suspicious of Mr. Drew. She knew his hands were filthy but, never EVER let him know she was aware… It was easy to play dumb, especially after she was MADE to be that way. 

                      A sweet smile controlled her lips when he lowered himself to her level, eyes focused on his hands. That’s when her smile turned into a mischevious grin, “ Oh my Mr. Drew ! How generous of you! “ She was not nearly as gullible as the two… “ Thank you so much ! “ These would definitely come in handy, a very easy way to get the feeble-minded of the brothers to do her bidding.

[inkhymn]

                    It’s very UNLIKE her to be late, but she’s here now ! ! Upon entering the room, she slipped a wrapped present under the beautifully lit up tree. Alice was practically DRAGGING @inkgrin into the room, whom she had found avoiding the party at all costs before her arrival from the backrooms. 

“ We’re here ! ! “ 

[inkrotten]

@inkhymn

Sammy was long anticipating the arrival of a new voice actress, it wasn’t something he was used to, but the boss always insisted until he got his way, so he’d agreed to a sound test for her, if nothing else to at least see if he could even record a voice. The people over at Walt Disney’s studio had just made that blasted “ Steam Boat Willie ”.  Joey was furious that he hadn’t thought of it first. Sammy, on the other hand, was dreading the conversation that he and the owner had just a month ago. Bringing in voices wasn’t something Sammy was familiar with, nor was it something he was quick to be gung-ho for. He was supposed to just grin and bear it. Ah- He just caught sight of the clock on the wall. Nearly 2 o'clock. The time he was to meet this new Actress  at the front of his department. Joey Drew was always an overbearingly punctual person. He demanded you either be there early, on time, or just don’t show up at all. He gathered a couple of scripts, both plain text and sheet music and made his way out, taking the extra time to lock his office, no intruders for Mr. Lawrence, it was a very important day after all. 

Footsteps down the hall before the Music Department, they were already en route. He’d made it in just the nick of time, thankfully. ( What a lecture that would have been ! ) The boss had entered first, making some kind of grand entrance as if this simple dame was walking the damned red carpet behind him. He announced her as: 

                                                                                           “Introducing, Miss Alice Angel.” 

Sammy rolled his eyes, How pretentious ! There was a beat between all of them as she entered, he really wasn’t kidding when he called her an Angel. Joey was still speaking, but his words soared miles over Sammy’s head. He was taken aback by the actress the very heaven-sent standing before him, His eyes met hers, she seemed to shy away. He heard the now more formal introduction. So this is the famous Susie Campbell? His boss wasn’t kidding when he said she was a literal angel. He could swear his heart stopped, Sammy had met with plenty of famous names before, Bille Holliday, Gus Arnheim, Ella Fitzgerald - Just to name a few. But never before had he been so star struck, especially by such a beautiful young woman. Was there a glow around her right now or was it just the lights from the Music Department? He was entirely entranced by her. 

Joey finally finished his introduction, which he’d apparently missed entirely- He spared not even a split-second before offering a hand to her. “Sammy Lawrence, It’s a pleasure to meet you, Ms. Campbell.” He swallowed back his nerves for the moment and made a gesture towards the nearby hallway. “Would you do me the honor of a sound test?” Mr. Drew made some kind of comment, it may have been inappropriate he didn’t seem to take any notice to it, instead, completely hypnotized by the incredible beauty standing before him, his wicked beast of an overzealous boss finally dismissed himself. He walked led her down the hall to the Recording Studio, getting her set up to record in the booth. “Are you comfortable? Is there anything I can get for you?” Perhaps he was doting a little too much? Never the less – he did have to make sure their new star was comfortable right ..?

[inkhymn]

            How exciting! How many restless nights had let up to this moment? of course, you’d never be able to tell that by her face, her eyes, or stature, but she was anxious, excited, and nervous! This was the first time she had done anything other than minor roles! Sure this was seemingly normal to her but, Mister Drew had never taken interest in her voice beforehand. The funny thing was... She had wormed her way into this role, she had projected Alice's voice as a simple gesture, perhaps a joke at highest! And Joey only happened to overhear it in passing in the studios, took her by the hands and had her audition that day! They had dined over his decision, low lights over warm food and him charming her by even daring to call her by her Role's name; 

                                    Alice.. 

            The thought warmed itself into her core, she was obsessed, determined, this is what she wanted! A Main role and it was all hers! Every time Joey Drew met her now, it was with clasped hands on hers, he could see the passion for her voice.. perhaps more, in his eyes. This was the first time he has made such a breakthrough surely he would knock Walt off his high horse and take his rightful place. 

                                    With her. 

            Wishful thoughts aside she was whisked down the halls. Joey spoke of Sammy Laurance, the man who had done most of the instrumental mixings. She'd never met him in the past, most of her silly side voices had been done from a different part of the studio... Joey opened the door, almost with a bow he introduced her... 

                        Oh now                                     She felt pampered... 

            She could almost see the lights of stardom as her feet passed through the doors to this unknown territory. Sammy had a reputation in this building as being more business driven, not one to make friends, he had had his share of fallouts with the crew and just did his work more than half the time. But to her; 

            Innate, she could see the air fill his lungs as they made eye contact for the first time, chest rose.. full of something new. Intriguing how her heart skipped a beat, was she just this overwhelmed with her new position or.. perhaps shy..? Hazel eyes cast to the side, unable to cover the coy look that crossed her lips. 

                                    Oh dear. . . .  He was handsome. 

            Joey had sneered something at them but just has fate would have it, they both were unaware of his words. Eyes fixed on Sammy's features as he leads her away. oh dear... Was there something caught in her throat? Today of all days?! Trying to clear the obstruction just to find nothing there. That had caught his attention. Think think... " Perhaps some water! I forgot to get myself a glass on the way here! " A small series of nervous giggles left her throat. Eyes looking for something other than HIM to focus on. 

            “Forgive me ... I am just so excited!" 

                        "Where should we begin?" 

[inkhymn]

    “Time sure flies when you’re alone.”               “Especially when you’ve been DAMNED to it.”

                                 Written by CHERRY | Promo animated by BYTE | Art by LYCHEEMIP

[inkhymn]

Joey:

How long had it been since the intercoms had been used?

The fizzle of static draws his attention immediately, but it’s the voice that trails after that holds it. It’s so sickeningly sweet he’s sure some would follow it to the ends of the Earth. It could never compare to the whispers the God’s would roll into his mind seamlessly, however; Their commands, their demands, what they begged from a misguided follower who they promised sweet fulfillment to and invoked in fear when necessary. No, never like them: But it was close.

Familiar. An angel to that of Gods. Yes, of course he knows that voice. How could he forget?

A soul damned, so dreadfully imperfect with clipped wings.

There’s a stirring in his gut that warns him, that rebels. A taste of better judgement, always breathing down his neck, discouraging what he always felt best. But it was never in the Joey Drew way to listen to said voice: No, rather, it was a hassle. A non-believer. A voice that lacked good faith, good judgement, belief. A voice that would hold him back from opportunities. Though in this situation, what was there to gain? To crush something so flawed under his thumb? To humor his never-ending curiosity and wonder?

Joey’s not sure at all, and the answer isn’t any more clear as his footsteps lead him to the lift (The studio is so quiet, so empty, so devoid of life–Little does he know), tapping the lift’s call button. There’s no words to be said, but his eyes don’t dare leave the ceiling, ever curious. What could she possibly want?

            When Joey beckoned the lift, the machine kicked to life, trying it’s best to respond to the command in a timely manner. It raised, groaning at being awoken from its rest and whined when it stopped in front of Joey with a small ‘Ding’ 

            “It’s been too long, Mister Drew. Time sure seems to tick tick tick away from us..” 

            The gates closed around him and the lift made it’s decent. The Angel’s voice blent into something much more sinister the further the lift went down. Watched him, waited for him... He couldn’t even FATHOM how much she wanted to RIP Him to PIECES. It was almost UNBEARABLE. 

            “Time sure flies when you’re alone.” 

                        “Especially when you’ve been DAMNED to it.” 

            The venom in her voice sounded as if it could DISINTEGRATE on contact. . . Best to stay away but . . We all know he would never listen to those thoughts. 

            The Lift settled to a stop at her level, gates opening, urging him to exit. 

            Her foyer was empty, the only noise was the tinnitus instilling sound of ink dribbling from the ceiling and into the puddles below them. It was odd that her domain was so quiet as if everything AVOIDED her. The bridge crossed a river of boiling ink. If you listened close enough, you could hear the abyss SCREAMING for its creator. Above the entrance to her sanctuary read the words “ SHE’S QUITE A GAL ! “ ... How true that statement had become. 

                        “Come along now, nothing will harm you on your path to me..” 

            Her doors opened to let him through, shutting to keep him IN. To the left was a desk with nothing too particular on it.. Maybe it was pure decoration.. or perhaps a keepsake of her birthplace on paper. 

                        “I wonder what could have brought you to me.. after all these years.. 

            I was sure you had forgotten.” 

            The hallways lead him to a room that was poorly illuminated by small screens that shown various places in the studio, at least a hundred of them. If you really looked you could see some inklings fighting with each other, others roaming aimlessly.. and One that always made her skin crawl. 

                                    “ Maybe I wish you had.” 

            The Angel stood in front of them, almost pretending he hadn’t entered the room yet. The two were separated by a wall with a large glass window in the middle. A recycled recording booth? Possibly. 

            She looked over her shoulder at him, her perfect side showing as if nothing was wrong with her in the slightest. But she could only hide her hideous self for so long.. Her arms drew up to cross under her chest, her laugh started out soft, then cracked into something that proved how long she’d been down there without any kind of humane communication. It was almost hysterical.

                      “ Do   you   still    ẁa͏͖̠̟̯n͓t̨ ̟ ̢̪̳͎͇̯̳ to   fix   me ? “ 

[pathofthedemon]

           ✧･ﾟ: *  ★ —— ‘ pwease no steppy  ’

@drewgod , @flowtheink, @inkhymn

[inkhymn]

Let's be real. Do you want Avox to turgle you or not

“ What if I told you….

          He already does? “ 

[pathofthedemon]

   ✧･ﾟ: *  ★ ——‘ please tell me why B.endy smokes casear salad.      are you —— are you supposed to do that ? ‘ 

@inkgrin @inkhymn @drewgod

[inkhymn]

              “ i love wieners! “ 

[birusoda]

messing around

[pathofthedemon]

⛧【 Come one, come all ! Your favorite dancin’ demon BENDY is back with an wacky cast of characters new & old & they’re sure to give you one of HELL of a night ! Please like and/or reblog this post if you are interested in interacting with a BENDY & THE INK MACHINE multimuse ! 】 ⛧

[inkhymn]

inkgrin:

INKY VEINS spread across the hallways envelopingthe once light walls in a cold darkness. He KNEW that voice any day. It’s what SHE had become, how could he ever forget ? Just steps behind her, the veins rapidly spread to form a giant misshapen BLOB of INK in the wall, then  c o n s t r i c t e d  forming what appeared to be a small doorway of sorts. The DEMON would materialize there just moments later. He entered the room with a staggered LIMP, his head turned to the Angel. An unholy scream echoed through the lobby before he drooped for a moment before LURCHING for her. She would PAY for this.  

             The PULSATING walls seemed to BEND and TWIST around her, he was coming… he was coming… HA ….. HE TOOK THE BAIT…. ! ! Susie Alice put both her hands to her face, laughing into them as she could hear the BEAST thumping in her direction… OH HOW SHE…. Loved making him angry.. these little brushes with death are what kept her alive but … what was next is what made her SHIVER with glee. She parted her lips, using the voice that was able to bring the MONSTER to its knees… maybe this time… 

            “ I’ve missed you… my little ink pot ~                                 Please ..                          please don’t hurt me …                           I I             … I  just wanted to ….. See   you  .. “ 

[inkcrowned]

                                THERE IS ONE RULE WE ALL KNOW AND RESPECT DOWN HERE…

                                BEWARE THE INK DEMON

[inkhymn]

"your not my angel.....Time to drag you back into the ink." Bendy to Alice

               “ DON’T           you           even           think         about           it…                 If you even DARE to TOUCH me, I won’t hesitate to make you my NEXT specimen…                 Don’t test me, Bendy, we keep our distance for a REASON.” 

[inkhymn]

Heya, toots ! Ya drop dead gorgeous ! ( Ya gorgeous, but I wish ya'd drop dead ; ) )

                “One day, I will ring your neck, you little INKSTAIN.”                                “Just you WAIT until i get my hands on you.” 

[inkhymn]

            Like a STARVED animal, she licked her lips when this UNFORTUNATE man stepped into her jurisdiction. . . Would she ever get tired of being the sickeningly sweet siren ? No ... Never... Not until she was perfect.. Maybe HE would HELP her become even more BEAUTIFUL... Her arms wrapped around her center, as she GRINNED. 

                                                         OH WHAT A JOY WOULD THAT BE? 

            “ Joey ..        Joey.... “ 

                        The sweet voice CHIMED over the intercoms.. 

                                    “Would you be a sweet man and come.... help me?                                                               I have a very important question for you... 

                  Kindly      locate      the      lift      and....       descend      to     me.... Level Nine.” 

                                                                                                                          @drewgod