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Published: 2018-10-31 12:00:19 +0000 UTC; Views: 253; Favourites: 5; Downloads: 0
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I redid an old reference sheet of Henry.
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I am a little curious but what is bendy and the ink machine?
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Itβs a horror game
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it is? is it on Switch?
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Think so, dont know
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I am trying to increase my library of Switch games. I only have Kirby star allies and Crash bandicoot.
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how are you?
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Alright, you?
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k I think...
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still new here and to YTG. it's not too active on deviantart though
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I found a few people from YTG and they are really nice
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Thats good
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Charlotte appeared behind Henry and wrapped her arms around his shoulders, kissing him on the cheek in greeting. βHi Henry!β She chirped cheerfully.
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Henry: *He jumps in surprise, then laughs happily* Hello, Charlotte! Are you Well? *He grins at her.*
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Charlotte nodded her head in reply as she nuzzled in Henryβs shoulder, her tail curling at the end into a heart.
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Henry: Ah Thatβs Good. *He begins to get embarrassed and his cheeks heat up, turning pink.*
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βWhat about you Henry? How are you?β Charlotte asked Henry curiously, tilting her head to the side at him. She felt amused at how Henry still got embarrassed so easily, she found it just adorable.
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Henry: Well, I've been as good as I can be in this inky hellhole. *He gestures to the studio around him, with a tired and depressed sigh.*
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Charlotte ran her fingers gently through Henryβs hair, wishing she could help him. βIβm sorry to hear that. I wish I could help, but I canβt seem to be able to teleport outside.β She said.
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Henry: It's okay, Charlotte. I understand... *He rests his head on her shoulder, just feeling glad to have her around again.*
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βI could stay with you if you want. That way you wonβt be lonely or anything.β Charlotte suggested, lowering so she was standing on the ground and having to look up to maintain eye contact with Henry.
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Henry: *He looks at her in the eye with a slight smile, a longing in his eyes.* Would you really? Don't you have work to do in Hell?
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Charlotte shrugged her shoulders before she held Henryβs hand and kissed it affectionately. βIβm a good worker so I can skip out a few times, as long as I make up for it later on.β She said.
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Henry: If you say so... *He's uncertain about how true that was was, and concerned about the devil yelling at her, but thankful for her desire to stay with him.*
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Charlotte nuzzled in Henryβs side affectionately, smiling up at him. βThe only thing I have to worry about is being unable to visit for a few months.β She said a bit sadly. Whenever someone went on break without permission, they were then watched closely by some of Luciferβs men for awhile and punished harshly if they leave or act suspicious.
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Henry: I see. *This saddens him a bit but he keeps on a warm smile.*
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Charlotte perked up again before pecking Henry on the cheek. βIβll make up for the time lost though, promise.β She said cheerfully, her hazel brown eyes twinkling happily.
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*Henry Smiles at him, still looking extremely exhausted.*
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Charlotte noticed how exhausted Henry looked and tilted her head curiously to the side. βWhen was the last time you slept, Henry?β She asked, a small frown forming on her face.
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Henry: I don't know... *He rubs his eyes* Two or three days ago? It's hard to sleep here. *He gestures around the inky studio, just as a searcher pops up and bites into his leg. He grunts in pain and tears his leg away from it, leaving a bite wound on his leg.*
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Charlotte healed Henryβs leg immediately, her eyes briefly turning red and black matter slashed off the Searcherβs head. βYou better now, Henry?β She asked innocently, referring to Henryβs wound that she healed.
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Henry: Yes Thank you. *He answers, Tiredly smiling at her.*
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Charlotte looked around curiously, wanting to find a room for Henry to sleep in. It wasnβt healthy to not sleep for several days, especially for a man his age.
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*Henry follows her, his body sagging a little bit from tire.*
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Charlotte opened a nearby door curiously, looking inside to see if it was safe to enter and possibly safe for Henry to rest in.
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*Its flooded with ink and has a searcher lingering inside. It groans and reaches for her.*
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Charlotte shuddered in disgust before sending black spikes through the Searcher, aiming to kill it since she didnβt want to be touched by the gross thing.
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*It dies very quickly, groaning and falling into the ink.*
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Charlotte huffed before she continued looking for a safe room for Henry to sleep in.
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*She finally finds a place that is more suitable, dry with a couch and some pillows*
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She smiled happily before picking Henry up bridal style before placing him down on the couch. βGo to sleep now.β She ordered gently.
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*Henry, Who was practically half asleep when standing, is a bit surprised and confused for a second when being picked up but smiles at her when on the couch.*
Henry: Thank you...
*Henry yawns and turns into his side, closing his eyes to sleep.*
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Charlotte smiled softly at the sleeping male before she kissed him gently on the forehead, sitting down near him to take watch just in case for Searchers or such.
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*Lo and behold... a searcher and some butcher gang guys appear, looking to wake and hurt Henry.*
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Charlotte took a deep breathe quietly, not even hesitating in killing the Searcher and butcher gang guys as quickly and as quietly as she could with her dark matter, knowing itβs a bad idea to torture or let them die slowly since theyβll wake Henry up.
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*Henry remains completely fast asleep, hugging one of the pillows.*
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Charlotte smiled in amusement at Henry sleeping, starting to stroke his hair gently with her fingers as she kept watch.
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