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@mo-shui-archived-blog
Hey Hey Hey! Guess who just finshed the multi muse blog? Now all of the blogs that are shifted are going to just be archived. For memories sake, and kept alive. Though all the muses are now going to...
This blog along with those that are reblogged are going to be archived. Feel free to follow over here for more of these active muses!
Guess who can’t control themselves when muse making?
So I was thinking of this all yesterday during the drive home and I was like…what if the Ink Machine turned human from the overdose of Satanic Rituals?? So…I thought of this.
Mind reblogging this promo if you are interested in interacting with a Human?!Ink Machine from Bendy and the Ink Machine!
How unfortunate. Either this kid is crazy or he’s normally strong in his belief about the dancing demon. Whatever the case may be, might as well just follow him along with it, right? But then...why not keep the question as a cliffhanger. That smirk returning to his lips as if it was a curse.
“Oh there’s nothing absolutely wrong with being an ink demon. In fact, I wouldn’t judge himself and I so rushy. It was just a thought that humans like you have some sort of fear of demons no matter the material. They can do harm you know.”
“Friend?” A small chuckle escapes him, “How long has it been since I was activated? 30 years? Maybe more? Something tells me I may be even as ignorant as Henry.”
“Question is, how the living ink are you able to befriend such a character?”
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“ Ahhh… Now this is funny “
Some how that wide smile on the demons face twists up even more, so much so that it’s a wonder how his face has yet to break.Hell, laughter is starting to bubble up in the demon’s throat! He would of been laughing right now if he wasn’t so sure of melting further with that.
This would defintally explain why Bendy couldn’t find the ink machine anymore around here. Who’d of thought that ‘must of grew legs and walked off’ was pretty close to what’s standing in front of the smiling mess right now?
“ So what do yeah bleed? Ink or blood? “
“Much preferably to my body, ink if you ask me. Still tastes like the crimson you would see in those rituals of his. I have to tell you though, Bendy. I’m quite surprised you’re not so shocked to see me.”
Now this may be a fun conversation. The twisted smile upon the melting ink demon’s face was also so much more...entertaining to him. Of course, being the ink machine and all doesn’t all mean this could be a sort of mother and son moment for the both of them, growing legs and arms makes him so much more different.
“If you want, I can show you.”
Not as if he wanted to use the pipe as a weapon anyways, gosh, go ahead and take it.
How he got it here? To be honest that’s for him to know and for us(even me) to find out if they wish. Wiping the somehow black blood from the his lip, he couldn’t help but to smirk, give off a small chuckle as if barely anything happened. Well...he’s dizzy as hell, bruised on the inside as hell. Not as if it’s going to not heal any time soon either.
“Hehe...feisty girl...”
Not too much to ask, isn’t it? Someone with a kinder heart may had been able to stay alive or even sane despite the circumstances here in Circus Baby’s Killing World. But alas, things can change in a blink of an eye. Though that wasn’t the real or accurate reason why this man was so unnerving.
“I didn’t say anything about bringing an actual cow. Though as small as this place is, someone made sure that anything can happen. Remember? Kawara founded out the hard way.”
There was a sign of slight tension in his voice. The type of tension that one would cause as if he was a mastermind. But he isn’t in this game.
“Oh the wardens would come, I am fully aware of that. Break one rule and goodbye bum or off to the closet. If I was a warden, I wouldn’t had bothered them at all. Why care about the lives of people around them, yet turn around and give an incentive to have them kill each other? Had that ever made any sense to you?”
Cowardice and the sense of stability was vaguely in the man’s mind. What was really there, was a sense of guilt. Not that he was guilty, but the type of guilt he could imagine within the rest of the partygoers. Sure, it was everyone’s fault that a brutal execution occured. But why blame themselves? Being the pessimistic person he became, he could optimistic at times as well.
“You know, if it wasn’t for Kawara trying to be a sword fighter, we would still have pineapples right now. Still his main and prime slice of fault. However, the murderer of the murderer is not just us pressing buttons. It was also the person who "commenced” the voting. And you know who that is.“
A sigh escaped him. Souls are souls I guess, they can be filled with desire. A turn away, and his back is facing the female animator.
"Unfinished business. I guess that makes sense. But what's the point of finishing something you want to do while being alive, if you're already dead?"
The words escaped his lips smoothly, as if he were to say that on a daily basis. The term “unfinished business” was something he never got. The answer may be simple, but Ink just thinks... it's utter bull-crap really. His eyes quickly darted back to her direction.
"Wrong or not we still have to search the place. Unless, bloodshed wants to back-stab you before the secret slips out. Might as well be quick. Because I’m not joking.”
His voice went to a low and threatening tone as his smirk widens, filled with anticipation to scare once he turns right back to her...slowly.
“Good luck, Annabelle Leblanc.”
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’ —— Why are you following me ? ’
｡･:*:･ﾟ ♡ .｡･:*:･ﾟ ❤ The child frowns; pausing in his step just before he reaches the lift to go down to the MUSIC DEPARTMENT. He wanted to give B.endy presents again but —— people usually didn’t just follow him around like this !
’ —— Are you gonna see B.endy with me ? ’
“Kid, the question you should be asking is why are you going to see Bendy? He’s an ink demon after all.”
Slightly annoying to see the frown on the child’s face. Not as if he wanted him to be happy about the news he’s going to give him..if the child believes it at all..but...kid.
“I swear, you kids these days following after whoever sounded inspiring to you is only going to get yourself into trouble.”
Not that you cared Ink, shut up.
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@devilsswing (CBKW)
“The warden’s giving you a bad time, isn’t she?” Would it be so kind for Ink to suddenly appear behind the girl out of the blue, glancing down at her with that odd smirk of his? Or would it be rude?
“First she traps us all down here in this garbage of a children’s playground. And now your beloved one is being tortured as if this is her own playground. Should we just at least try to set ourselves some ground rules around?”
Easily the oddest of all – a person— no, a being she’d always find herself wary of— was striking up conversation with the poor coworker, a sudden jump and yelp of fright before she turned around, holding up her bible infront of herself as if it was some shield that would protect her from this demon.
“ W-What? That’s dangerous– I m-mean, monsieur, if you’re implying what I think, it’d get us all killed. Isn’t… I mean… there’s nothing we can even do besides wait un’ pray, right ? I-I’m sure it’s just a test of mine un’ Oliver’s faith, h-he’ll recover just fine & we’ll escape this Hell. We probably… just need to learn a lesson or something, God works in mysterious ways– y-y’know ? ”
That god forsaken bible. Wonder where she got that from...one of Lolbit’s paper bags? Still a wonder how she got such a sale from more than just children. Oh wait, it’s one of the only hobbies they can do down here.
“Pray? Last time I checked, the wars in Mexico did not end too well and quickly for religion, did it? Artillery took more lives than how many one church can even fit.”
He slowly pushes the bible aside with a finger, and leans a little close, revealing that same smirk he kept ever since his existence, outside the machine. Or was it outside?
“Dear mademoiselle, if you really thought I was implying either a homicide of these...wardens of ours or even an all around pizzeria protest, then you’re even crazier than me. A circus for Baby is filled with wonder, is it not? I say we wonder about and find those secrets of what is really trapping those spirits here. If I remember correctly, a spirit does not belong trapped in the living world after they die. Their so called guardian angel is supposed to swoop down and pick them up, right?”
“I say, the Wench or even a certain shopkeeper has something under their robotic sleeves that’s keeping them out. A barrier of some sort. Letting these poor unfortunate fools suffer and watch as the living is taken one, by two, by three. By mass even. The sooner we find out what the living hell is going on in this hell, the faster you and your so called Oliver faith can see the sun again.”
@devilsswing (CBKW)
“The warden’s giving you a bad time, isn’t she?” Would it be so kind for Ink to suddenly appear behind the girl out of the blue, glancing down at her with that odd smirk of his? Or would it be rude?
“First she traps us all down here in this garbage of a children’s playground. And now your beloved one is being tortured as if this is her own playground. Should we just at least try to set ourselves some ground rules around?”
@inkdecay (CBKW)
Such a poor teenager. Having to deal with such a madman on stage in front of almost everyone. Despite having such an injury, this Black Hat doesn’t seem to care one bit. Even after what that poor ignorant artist Henry had done to defend him. A powerful relationship in the making, isn’t it?
“Is he done with you now? Or should I go find something the size of a cow?” Does he sound like he cares about Oliver? Maybe or maybe not? Heck even I’m not sure.
CBKW members Only may like this for this little ink spewing weirdo to bother you.
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“Secrets is what I may keep.”
“But my identity is something you shouldn’t take too deep.”
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Guess who can’t control themselves when muse making?
So I was thinking of this all yesterday during the drive home and I was like...what if the Ink Machine turned human from the overdose of Satanic Rituals?? So...I thought of this.
Mind reblogging this promo if you are interested in interacting with a Human?!Ink Machine from Bendy and the Ink Machine!
