She usually tricks you or anyone who dares to come near her by crying, her soft sobs will echo everywhere on the level as she slowly hunts you down.
she’ll appear behind you usually (blocking an exit you just managed to unlock on the level you’re currently on), a good distance away but you can still see a sad toon crying in an ink puddle, her arms submerged in the ink. She’ll call out to you softly, her sweet voice somewhat distorted as she laments her fate, begging for a hug to take some of the pain away. Her first appearance is more innocent, making her out to be a victim of the ink machine, a poor toon who was dragged into this hell.
once you’re within a certain distance of her, she transforms into a larger monster with huge arms and hands with sharp claws that will ensnare you within them. She’ll then proceed to pull you into her, drowning you in her ink or shredding you to pieces. If you manage to get away you’ll hear her shrieks as she demands you return to her.
The only way to satisfy her is to find a giant plushie of Bendy or Boris and give it to her. once she has something in her arms she will disappear.
Whenever I see someone who inspires me to increase my own gayness in looks or behavior I think of them as a “dyke icon” and I keep wanting to truncate that to “dykon” but then it sounds like I’d be calling the person in question a Japanese radish.
-The manga “Shugo Chara”. For those who know
the manga, it’s based from the chapter when the guardians go to Yaya’s house.
I tried to adjust Blueprint’s story to
PaperJam’s story. So, since (according to his description) he lived with Ink
until a certain age, he met Blueprint before the others. I also tried to make
him the most canonically possible, but adjusting his personality to the
As you may know, English is not my first
language. I deeply apologise if there are any Errors in the story. I checked it
lots of times and hope there’s not a single Error ovo
This will be narrated from PaperJam’s
I never was
good with new people. And I wasn’t very happy when you came.
Ink just came “home” with a baby, claiming that it was my “new brother”. I
didn’t understand what was he saying with that, and then he showed you to me,
my new little brother.
happy with this. I didn’t want a brother. I mean, Ink couldn’t even take care
of me, why would he want to have another one? To let them here alone and
forgotten with me? Wow, good plan, dad. However, he told me that you only would
be staying with us for a day so I could get to know you, since bonding with
brothers was very important and blah blah blah…
We spend a
few hours talking about you and how you came to life. Apparently, you were just
an accident, but not a bad one. And since he created you, you were my brother.
Well, step-brother, because Blueberry was the other one that created you. I
couldn’t help but feel a little bit jealous… you were going to have caring
parents and a better life than mine. What if Ink actually forgot entirely about
idea of having a brother was becoming less and less “exciting” to me.
just before I started to think more things like that (which I thought was very
rare for me), Ink suddenly had to go (I wasn’t surprised, with his work of
protecting AUs and all; he barely had time to be here), cutting our
conversation just when I actually started to enjoy it. Ink stood from the sofa
and was about to open a portal when he realised something important:
going to take care of you?
He told me
that Blueberry and… Honey… I think, were with the other versions of them and he
couldn’t take you to wherever they were. So, he had only one option… that I
didn’t like, at all.
Why I had
to take care of you?! I didn’t ask him for a brother and I didn’t know how to
take care of a baby. I was five years old! I was starting to learn how to write
and read! I remember arguing with him for a while, until I had to accept.
without asking something in return, of course.
In the end,
he went to do whatever he needed and I was left alone with you. An awkward
atmosphere formed where we were, since you found my face very interesting and kept your eyes on me for a really long time. I tried my best to
ignore you, but you were too much persisting and even threw me some mini bones at me
to gain my attention.
smart baby, huh? Well, we were magic skeleton monsters after all. But it was
“What do you want?” I asked you and you only looked at
me and babbled something. I instantly felt stupid, remembering that Ink told me
you haven’t said your first word yet. how would you even tell me what you needed? You kept looking at me and then, surprisingly,
your stomach made a noise.
I had to feed you.
something for you was horrible. I mean, we were in the Anti-Void and only had
some snacks since we didn’t really need to eat, but being you a recently made
creation, obviously needed to consume something, even if you had your HP full. Eventually,
I found some milk and gave it to you, ending getting milk on my face and shirt
because you apparently didn’t know
how to drink it.
enough for me.
I’m not a person that gets mad easily. However, I did get mad that time. I stood abruptly from my seat and went to clean
my face, leaving you alone on the sofa. Ink told me to not leave you, but I
didn’t care. I wanted to be alone and so I did. I went to my bedroom (well,
it’s not a real bedroom… just a bed that Ink made for me) and stayed here for a
few hours. Maybe three or four…
until I heard a soft sound that I didn’t get up from my bed. And when I did, I
instantly paled: You were lying on the floor crying softly. Your soft cries
barely reaching my non-existent ears. And it wasn’t the worst. No, no.
blushing and sweating a lot. Were you sick? In that moment I didn’t know.
went to your side and picked you up, checking if you had hurt yourself from the
fall. Luckily you didn’t have any bruises, but your skull was very hot. Now you
were sick? And I was alone.
could get sick so easily and fast? I didn’t understand that at all! Was that
the real reason of why Ink brought you here? So he could watch over you while
Blueberry and Honey were busy? If that was the reason, he was very
irresponsibly by leaving you with me: a child, taking care of another child!
know what to do. I couldn’t use magic to help you, I couldn’t ask Ink for help,
I couldn’t open a portal and find Blueberry… I couldn’t do anything. And I was
something happened? What if you started to feel worse? What if…
What if you died?
thoughts were swirling in my head, making me fell worst and worst. I didn’t
want you to die.
You had a great life ahead! You would have a caring family and friends and
maybe… maybe we would have been friends! I should have watched you. Maybe if I haven’t
left you alone…
help to feel guilty, even knowing that it wasn’t my fault that got sick. In
that moment, I didn´t cared about anything, just you.
It was in
that moment when Ink decided that he should go home, and so he did. He came to
the Anti-Void and found me on the sofa, hugging you like it was the last time
I’d see you and honestly, that’s what I thought. He rushed to my side,
worryingly asking what was wrong. I wasted no time and explained him what
happened, apologising for being a bad brother and almost crying
wasn’t expecting was that Ink just took you and, with a quick spell, healed
you. I mean, I knew magic were fast and efficient but, that was just too fast. When I asked him why, he
explained that you were having some problems with your soul.
brother (and also you, reader), Ink told me you were created without a soul,
since you were just a magic drawing. So, he made an artificial one for you with
the same paint he used to create you. Apparently, he didn’t want you to become
like some “evil flower”.
was like your eyes: a blue diamond. And that soul was filled with Prussian blue
paint that could give you the emotions you needed. It seemed like your body
wasn’t used to having it yet and would make you sick from time to time. I
didn’t quite understand that, but I was relieved when he said you would be
The rest of
the day was peaceful. Ink and I talked about random things while you slept. It
was… nice, being with them like we were a family. That’s what we are, right?
it was time to bring you back home. Ink said that you won’t be coming anytime
soon because he wanted to protect you from dangerous people (aka, Error). It
kind of made me sad, not being able to talk you again for a long time, but… it
had to be done, hadn’t it? Ink made a portal back to Underswap and gave me time
to say goodbye to you. After that, he started to walk to the portal, stopping
when you started to squirm under his grasp.
walked to the portal. You immediately looked at me and gave me a huge simile,
saying (or trying to say) something that made us look at you in surprise:
My name. Yes, my
It was kind
of babbled and wasn’t my full name but… It was your very first word. And it
wasn’t “dad” or “mom”… no, it was “PJ”
have idea of how happy you made me that day. The day when I found you, disliked
you and then liked you and accepted the idea that we were brothers. And, in the
bottom of my soul, I hoped to see you again.
having a little brother wouldn’t be that bad, right?
I hope you
liked it! It was an idea I had for while uvu and really needed to make it. We
now know more about Print and PJ’s relationship. I won’t say PJ likes him
because he’s not my character and don’t want to say incorrect things (since he
isn’t one to make friends). So, I only will say that Blueprint’s first words
made him very happy.
I’m sorry if it looks rushed, but this isn’t a story. It just PaperJam talking with Blueprint and telling him the story (with some people spying on them(?))