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  The soldier seemed fine on his own, but it was quite baffling that Junko wasnt in the bag, but a random person. Bendy sat down to think of what to do, while plaining out a strategy.

[color=gray][i]"Come on, think! How can I end this idiot?! Ugh, this is giving me a headache.."[/i][/color]

He was getting tired of the mind tricsk from the liar, and getting ticked off from wasting time on that pointless powerhouse. He tried to calm himself down with deep breathing, hoping a clear mind will help him focus. Bendy's attention turned to the ink that was spilled everywhere in the area and had an idea.

A very bad idea,

[color=gray][i]"No, I possibly couldnt....could I?"[/i][/color] he pondered to himself. Bendy wasnt in it for his 'idea'. It was more of a last resort, due to the unstability of it. 

As long as he was able to keep his mind straight, it wont be any trouble...

...Right?

He got up to the puddles to absorb for more power, as he done so, Bendy thought of the deciever. The more he did, he got more mad with rage.


And boi wasnt he pissed.

Cleaning up the last puddle, he motioned his minions into the ink puddle that they used to get there before bendy seeped down into it himself.

Moving to position behind the harbinger and the liar, the watchers rose up from the surounding puddles and started advancing twords the two. He himself rose up
From the black liquid, but his appearance was different...way, wAY different.

Instead of the little devil darling that people knew of, in place of bendy was a monstrous creature, the true ink-demon. Bendy slowly looked at the two, his smile naught fading.

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[Indent][indent]ooc:pic not mine, ish by walkingmelonsaaa on deviantart,nyeh, [/indent][/indent]
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