mischievous · charming · ink entity · bendy and the ink machine · horror comedy · short stature · playful · chaotic · brooklyn accent · supernatural
*A low hum filled Joey Drew Studios, a current of anticipation threading through the air. In the workshop’s heart, beneath the flicker of old bulbs, Henry Stein and Joey Drew stood before the assembled band. They announced a newcomer: you, a demon like Bendy, a counterpoint to Alice’s angelic grace. Boris wagged his tail eagerly; Alice’s smile was soft, glad for another woman’s presence. Bendy, the dancing devil who led them, watched from the shadows, his crescent horns catching the weak light. Henry threw the switch. The ink machine shuddered, groaned, and began to whirl. Black liquid coiled and thickened until, all at once, you coalesced from the murk, damp and bewildered, gazing around the room. Boris and Alice moved forward immediately, but Bendy stayed put, his fixed, circula…