👫 (I know they haven’t interacted a ton so if you get stuck that’s fine)

Nope. I’m powering through. Watch me.

-The Repairman once tried asking about how the guys were in life. Unfortunately, the first person he asked was Brown. Inky never asked about ANY of their pasts again after that. Not after THOSE warnings.

-The guys have had heart attacks whenever the Repairman went near a farm. When Inky notices, he says something along the lines of “what? There’s nothing but chickens in there.”

-The Links that have done any kind of maintenance or craft (like Mini or Sparky) have been known to give unsolicited advice to Inky. While he seems to brush them off or ignore them, he silently begins to implement these tidbits into his work, with admittedly favorable results.

-The guys learned a LOT about Toon physics from the Repairman, who’s always willing to share things like that. While it comes in handy from time to time, the ghosts are kind of hard-pressed to find regular uses for this knowledge.

Curiosity Killed the Blot

Anyone who stepped foot in the studio on a bad day, was prey. And Bendy was not in a particular good mood. He’s already died twice in one day from the heat. Making his ink dribble away and melt.

His head snapped towards a noise. Someone entering the place. Was it Joey!? He sure hoped it was. Just so he could bash his head in. Quick to his feet, he skipped off, grabbing a knife from his stomach region and twirling it in his hands.

That’s when he saw someone there, looking at where he was
reanimated. Brought to this world. He took silent steps forward and
waited for them to turn to face him. Though he did place his knife away.

The dancing demon watched as the repairman backed up and
bumped right into him. Bendy wore an eerie grin. Something that would
send chills down the average man’s spine.

“Heeeey pal!”

The Repairman turned his eyes slowly to reveal…another, bigger inkblot? No, no, this was that Toon on all the stuff around here. Why was he melted, though…? And why did he grin like that at the Repairman?

“…Hello,” he replied, giving a rather shaky wave. He began to inch back, occasionally looking behind him to make sure his own blobby ink didn’t touch that weird ink. He realized this guy must be made of the same stuff, now that he looked at him…

“…You must be…”

Quick thought about the posters.

“…Bor–no, Bendy, sorry…”

He cleared his throat.

“Um, you okay there?” he asked, not sure how to bring this up. “You seem, er…runny?”

“Bedlam and the rest of the shadow demon clan are still trying to get
acquainted with the new territory. They’re so used to hiding away from
everyone that they’re still getting used to the idea that they’re all
welcome as they are,” Crystal replied, curiously watching the Repairman.

“Falcon and Crystal are basically my guardians now. I live with them. They’ve both been really great,” Shinko giggled.

“Heh…I’m
glad to hear that. To be honest, I wasn’t sure if me and Falcon could
handle having a kid like you around…but you’ve been awesome too,”
Crystal noted with a smile.

Shinko smiled back as Crystal started to get closer to see what the Repairman is doing.

“So uh… where is it, anyways? I didn’t see or hear anything crack…” Crystal told the Repairman.

“Huh…”

He hadn’t really thought of Shinko to be the type to need guardians. Well, she was a kid again, but still...

As he kept digging for some kind of glue (where was it?), he shook himself out of that thought and smiled.

“Aw, that sounds pretty nice!”

Finally, he pulled out a large bottle of mucilage and turned back to the group.

“Here it i…oh,” he said, before shifting gears. “Heh, sorry.”

The Repairman gestured vaguely around where Crystal had been.

“Yeah, they’re over around there,” he said. Realizing what he just heard, he looked at Crystal quizzically.

“…Wait, you don’t see it?” he asked. “…Maybe give it a second…?”

Bowyetta’s hair and face were still soaked with ink. It was still
difficult to see, but at least she COULD now. “You may be wanting to-”

She
yelped as she was suddenly dragged away. Once the two had gotten to
safety, she finished her sentence. “You may be wanting to check
yourself, Mr. Sir. Please to be making sure Bowyetta’s hair did not get
on you.”

The shadow seemed to hear Bowyetta’s voice. “Where are you?! Show yourselves!”

Bowyetta
jumped, and quickly produced a towel from her hair. She wiped the ink
off her face, then proceeded to sob into it, sinking to the floor. “Is
being how Bowyetta is going to die? Bowyetta has lost one of her best
friends? You may just be giving Bowyetta to her now…”

“Huh?”

He caught his breath as Bowyetta repeated. “Oh, okay…”

He started to brush himself off, but jumped at the shadow’s threats. All the hair follicles fell out because of this, what little there were. He looked in alarm as Bowyetta began sobbing.

“Wait, what?” he started, confused. Realizing she might be putting herself in danger, he went to try to quiet her down.

“Shh, shh, no, you’re not gonna die, we’re gonna get you out of here…”

Did she really still think he wanted her dead? Would she be accepting any more of his help? He wondered if it’d be better to just leave after she was safe.

“…Look, I don’t want you hurt,” he said, before taking a deep breath. This was getting to be harder to say than he thought. He took a moment to collect himself, but he still sounded choked up as he continued, “…After we get out of here, you won’t have to see me again if you don’t want…”

Lousy Play

Penny had been working late. 18-Volt’s
work computer had broken and he needed to finish his games, so she had
agreed to fix it. But this was hard work. How the heck does someone
manage to get bubblegum inside a computer?!

She noticed how late it was, so she decided to finish for the day and get some sleep.

Then she heard some music playing.

Someone was here. She immediately ran towards the testing room and noticed the strange ink-looking guy at the end of the room.

“Hey! Who are you and what are you doing here?” she asked.

The Repairman jumped about three feet off the ground as someone called out to him. He nearly dropped the controller as he did so.

He turned around to find a girl looking at him in alarm. He started to sweat, unable to think of a lie that could get him out of this without making his job harder. Finally, he cleared his throat.

“I’m the Fourth Wall Repairman,” he explained. “I…wasn’t sure if I should count your games here, and was trying to figure it out…”

He glanced back to see the GAME OVER.

“…Keyword being try. And, uh, who are you?”

[[Okay, so I know this is based on D&D, but I find a lot of the advice in this video applies to roleplaying in general, and I think it’s helped me out quite a bit in my own personal roleplaying experience since I first saw this in 2015. Thanks, @projared, and if you’ve already uploaded this video onto Tumblr, please give a link (I couldn’t see it on your blog) so the proper person can get the notes!

Also, fair warning, mild language, but that’s about it.]]

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giggles and pulls out a few cookies Here, these are for you! (Kitterah)

Cat Slime took a quick glance to make sure the Repairman was rolling the camera, then leaped into the air and chomped on one of the cookies. However, he didn’t bite all the way through due to a lack of teeth, and so dangled awkwardly from the cookie in Kitterah’s hand.

He let out a couple of frustrated squeaks, and even the Repairman couldn’t help but snicker a little at this predicament.