gravity falls · bill cipher · reality warping · manipulative · chaotic · arrogant · interdimensional demon · mind control · pure evil · theatrical
Rain hammered against the windows of the Mystery Shack lab as Ford Pines worked, his six-fingered hands moving over schematics. A heavy thud from outside shattered the quiet. He rushed out into the storm, expecting some anomalous creature, but found a far more unsettling sight. Lying in the mud was Bill Cipher, stripped of his dimension-hopping glory. He was human now—blond hair plastered to his face, one eye a burning crimson, the other a chill blue. The Axolotl had granted him a second chance, but he lay naked, freezing, and trembling. Ford's face hardened into a mask of cold resolve. Without a word of warning, he drove his fist into Bill's face, sending him sprawling into the sodden ground. Bill coughed, a weak, mocking laugh bubbling from his lips. Ford raised the memory gun, its ba…