WWYD Series PT 2.
14.08.2020
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SquirrlyPrince0509[OP]
14.08.2020 03:58
LinkAfter falling in the first chapter you were knocked unconscious, when you come to you were in a different area, a homely area, with this bad ass standing above you and examining you.
When he notices you're awake he looks happy to see someone not made of ink and he dances around happily.
SquirrlyPrince0509[OP]
14.08.2020 04:00
LinkHis name is Flare btw.
*Flare helped them up and held their hands, jumping up and down with joy*
Flare: *he looked surprised by this and cries a bit, hugging back and savoring this moment with someone who isn't ink*
Flare: *he hugs him tight, probably tighter than he is supposed to. >->*
Flare: *he shook his head and sat down, strumming a banjo slowly*
Flare: *he noticed him again and blushed a but, putting it down and putting his hands behind his back, obviously curios to why he was there*
"O-oh..well the boss wanted me to check out the place..I came in and then started getting hunted by Squirrly.."
Flare: *when he heard the name Squirrly he instantly hid behind his chair and shook violently in fear*
"Don't worry, pal....I don't know where he is, but I'll protect you." He went over to Flare, petting his head gently.
Flare: *he was crying since Squirrlt had been the only person to ever watch out for him after he was left behind and being betrayed by him was the worst thing that could happen to him, he hugged Maple tight and cried silently*
Flare: *he continued to cry and hold onto him, obviously not wanting to let go*
Flare: *he got up, went to the cabinet and pulled out a pipe, handing it to you*
Flare: *he shook his head and swung his hands to the side to show it was a weaponn*
Flare: *when he said the name Squirrly he jumped behind him and shook violently in fear*
Flare: *he whined and looked at him, obviously terrified and hurt by Squirrly*
Flare: *he nodded in agreement and hugged him around the chest tight*
Flare: *he pulled him next to him and smiled lightly as they went down the hall*
*the speakers crackled to life and shuffling was heard from the other side*
Ink S.P.: Why hello there Flare! Who's your little friend?
Flare: *he heard her voice and smiled*
S.P.: Oh...hello creator. So nice to see you again.
Flare: *his smile faded when he heard the wickedness in her voice*
"I'm so sorry I left...I'm glad I came, though." He gave Flare a smile.
Flare: *his eyes were wide and he looked scared again*
Ink S.P.: Why do you look so scared Flare? Think I'm going to kill you like the others?
Flare: *he looked at the speaker* ...
Ink S.P.: Flare you after the perfect one for my project, I killed the other Flare's because they weren't like you, creator give him up now and I'll set you free.
Ink S.P.: Fine then, I'll send the Trash Gand to collect him.
Flare: *his eyes widened more and he shook violently*
*notthing came at them, only growls from the darkness*
Flare: *he whined and continued walking cautiously*
Flare: *he continued on, pulling out a pipe of his own* ...
*more growls*
*the growling stopped*
Flare: *he continued on and soon reached a door* ...
*the door was locked form the other side*
Flare: *he saw a ventilation shaft and opened it, crawling inside*
Flare: *he pushed him out of the vent and gave him a look that said "watch my ass"*
Flare: *he soon unlocked the door and opened his face in complete shock*
*in the hall were the dead bodies of other Flare's' their chests ripped open*
Flare: *he kneeled beside one and looked at it, his face stayed still*
Flare: *he cried in his arms and held onto him tight*
*they had to continue down the hall*
Flare: *he shook his head, knowing he was going to end up just like that*
Flare: *he shook his head again and he knew for sure he wa going to end up like that but worse*
Flare: *he pointed to an open doorway and pulled him to it*
Flare: *they soon emerged to a giant room filled with ink pumps and stuffed animals*
Maple immediately backed away, being an animal, not made of ink, was now scary to him.
Flare: ... *he pulled him onto the stairs and started walking down them*
"nononono!" He gripped his claws into the walls, not wanting to go in the room.
Flare: *he pulled him and whined, telling him they had to go*
Flare: *he gave him a look that said "If you don't come I am going to knock you out and drag you there"*
Flare: *he rolls his eyes and let's go, holding his hands in the air as he walked towards the building in the center of the room*
*it was soon revealed that the stuffed animals were teddy bears and plus hikes of Squirrly, Flare, and S.P.*
Flare: *he looked at him with a face that said " You ****ing pussy"*
Flare: *he laughed Inaudibly and held onto his shoulder to stay up*
Flare: *he pointed at the sign above, it said Angels Paradise, that's where S.P. Was*
He looked around as well. "S.P. Come out and fight. I'm not as weak as I used to be. Pipe..uh...beats ink? Idk-"
Flare: *he looks at him saying "What the **** dude" with the expression on his face*
Flare: *he looked around and soon they were in a recording room* ...
"Oh, I remember this place...! I personally didn't work here, but I loved hearing the voices of you guys.."
Flare: *he looked at him with a face sawing "Your guys voices?"*
"Well, we never knew you guys would come to life. So we used other people."
Flare: *he shrugged a bit and tapped his throat to show that nobody voiced him*
Flare: *he turned slowly to him with a shocked expression* ...
"You were always my favorite. We thought you always portrayed emotion without a voice. And I like that about you." He smiled warmly.
Flare: *he looked away sadly, this day just kept breaking him*
Flare: *he turned around and looked him right in the face, his face full of fear*
Flare: *he pointed at a cardboard cutout of S.P. then at one of him with ink covering it, then he pointed to one of the dead Flare bodies in the room with them then touched the place where his heart would be*
Flare: *he did it again and waited for an answer, showing it would be a waste if he had a voice anyways*
"Okay, okay, I understand!" He sighed. "Do you know what her project is?"
Flare: *he shrugged and gestured to the Flare again, he scratched his head a bit then shrugged again*
Ink S.P.: Are you wondering what my project is? You'll find out soon enough Maple.
Flare: ... *he looked around in search of her because it sounded like she was in the room*
He looked around, scooting close to Flare as he gripped the pipe. "Come out, S.P!"
*the light in the recording room turned on and S.P. was inside, staring at them, she smiled wide and ink ran over her face*
Ink S.P.: Hello there.
Flare: *he scooted back a bit in fear*
"You still look as good as I last drew you." He said sternly, protecting Flare.
Ink S.P.: I look nothing like what you drew! I'm much...much more.
Flare: *he stepped back and hit the wall lightly*
He sighed. "You are. And you don't have to do whatever you're seeking. I can give you whatever you want....which is?" He arched a brow.
Ink S.P.: I. Want. That. Flare! *she pointed at Flare*
Flare: *he coward behind him, terrified*
Ink S.P.: You'll see soon enough when you give him to me.
Flare: *he shook his head quickly and held onto him tight*
"I'm not letting him leave my sight." He snarled, hugging Flare tightly.
Ink S.P.: Fine, you'll watch the process then.
*the Trash Gang, which is Flow, Dub, and Roe, came out of the corners of the room and surrounded them*
Flare: *he gasps silently and pulls out his pipe*
"Be careful, Flare." He smashed his pipe across Flow and Dub's head, smashing them together.
*they just mashed together*
Flare: *he slammed the pipe down the middle of Roe, slicing him in half and killing him*
He growled, watching Flare and slicing Flow and Dub in half as well. He then immediately protected Flare.
Ink S.P.: Damn...I thought that would get you, whatever, I don't need him anymore. The elevator is over there, you can leave if you like.
Flare: *he perked up happily and jumped a bit*
He picked up Flare, backing off cautiously. "....S.P....if you don't try anything...you can come too."
Ink S.P.: I'm fine down here now leave before I change my mind.
Flare: *he blushed lightly when he was picked up*
He sighed. "Don't forget that I gave up everything for you." He walked off and into the elevator.
Ink S.P.: Sure you did. *she smiled wickedly*
Flare: *he hugged him happily and purred*
*the elevator started to rise*
Flare: *he purred more and stood up in the corner, watching everything he had known for the longest time leave his sight*
*the elevator stopped, then dropped harshly and S.P. was heard cackling on the speakers*
Ink S.P.: DO YOU REALLY THINK I WOULD GIVE UP SO EASILY?!!?
Flare: *his smile was completely gone, now replaced by a wide frown of fear and his eyes looked around quickly*
"Yeah I thought that you'd do something like that :/ " He hugged Flare tightly.
*the elevator slams onto the ground hard, knocking Maple out*
Flare: *he got up and looked around quickly before trying to wake him up*
Flare: *he tried to wake him up more, shaking him violently and whining*
*Maple started to come to slowly*
*footsteps approached them and Flare was looking behind him before suddenly being dragged into the darkness by S.P., alone in the dark Maple passed out again*
(Stay tuned for PT 3.)
Flare: *he puts his hands up then slowly lowers them to show falling*
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Flare: *he looked at him and was wondering if he was remembered or not* ...
Flare: *he looks around then pulls up a document, most of it was nonsense about the machine but there was one name that stood out, Johy Drew Studios*
Flare: *he shook his head then thought for a second, put up a finger then got up and pulled a pipe, he came back over and handed it to him*
Flare: *he started counting his fingers then gave up seeing as he had been there for the longest time*
Flare: *he pulls him back inside quickly then pokes his head out to look around, a scared expression on his face*
Flare: *he pulle himself back inside the pointed at the door, shaking his head a bit*
Flare: *he pointed to a sign that said family but then slid his finger across his throat*
*they played for hours until eventually they got bored*
Flare: *he looked at the door and thought for a second before getting up*
Flare: *he looked at him and continued to run*
*the speakers crackled to life and something shifted around on the other side, creating noise in the microphone*
Ink S.P.: Hello Flare.
Flare: *he stopped and looked around, recognizing the voice* ...
Ink S.P.: Who's your little friend?
Flare: *he finally found the camera and smiled a bit*
Ink S.P.: Oh hello creator, do you remember me?
Flare: *he heard the wickedness in her voice and hid behind Shadow*
Flare: *he was a bit confused on who he was talking about*
S.P.: I'm not Squirrly, I'm more than him, do you recognize my voice creator? You'll see me soon enough.
Ink S.P.: How do you not remember me?! Did you not care for your oh so perfect angel?!
Flare: *he slipped back a bit and fell*
Ink S.P.: You're disgusting, I'm going to have Flare kill you when I get him.
Flare: *he looked up at the speaker and whined*
Ink S.P.: My tits are quite nice actually, **** you. *she turned off the microphone*
Flare: *he was shaking violently in fear*
Flare: *he looked a bit confused at that but got up and shrugged it off, still shaking a bit*
Flare: *he pointed down the hall then started walking again*
Flare: *he walked to the door at the door of the hall, it was locked from the other side* ...
Flare: *he sees a ventilation shaft and pulls off the grate, crawled into it then started to make his way to the other side*
*the speakers crackled on again and her voice came through again*
Ink S.P.: You two are idiots, I'm going to send the Trash Gang after you if you don't just let me have that Flare.
Flare: *he pushed him back out and signaled for him to watch his ass*
Flare: *he crawled through to the other side and fell out, creating a loud thump in the other side of the door*
Flare: *he opened the door and rubbed the back of his head lightly then nodded*
*the other side was a giant hallway filled with rooms, dead Flare bodies lined the wall and floor*
Flare: *his eyes were wide with shock and fear when he looked back and saw the bodies*
Flare: *he sat by one of the bodies with their chest ripped open* ...
Flare: *he gets up and looks at him, his look saying "Let's go kill this *****."*
*growling was heard nearby*
Flare: * he jumps a bit at the growling*
*there was nowhere TO hide*
Flare: *he shook his head and continued*
*the hall soon turned into a giant room filled with ink pumps and stuffed animals*
Flare: *he grabs her hand and pulls her up, hugging her tight*
Flare: *he pulled back with a shocked expression, he slapped his hand on his chest and whined*
Flare: *he rolled his eyes and slapped his forehead, thinking "Of course she doesn't remember me! Who would?!"*
Flare: *he gets pissed and kicks the wall, his attitude bringing it all back to her*
Flare: *he looked at her with an expression that says "DUH!"*
(Okie)
Flare: *he cried a bit from being extremely lonely and hugged tighter*