04-18-2017, 07:46 PM
Guards pushed their way into the alleyways, bayonets at the ready. When they realized that the demon was no longer in sight, they began to split up, a pair for every direction they covered. Bendy muttered cartoonish curses under his breath, sending out a visible stream of symbolic swearing from his mouth; he was hoping that the guards would go it alone to cover more ground, but they were smarter than he had originally thought. Now there would be a witness.
However, this setback wouldn't really change his plans. Sure, the other guard would know if the imp stole away his partner, but the ink monster intended to take away his victim, remove his head, and leave before they could organize themselves. Hopefully he could do it fast enough.
"I remember hearing something over here," he heard one of the guards say, the two making their way into the alley Bendy had escaped from. They examined the dead end for a few moments, poking suspicious areas with their weapons in case their target could turn invisible. If they had bothered to look up, they might've noticed that there was a suspiciously-moving black spot on top of the wall-- of course, they didn't believe the demon could scale the barricade that quickly, so their target went unnoticed.
"There's no way it could be here," the other guard confirmed.
"But I heard something mentioning taking a girl somewhere-- it had to be that thing!"
"Maybe we should check the next alley over?"
The duo turned around and started walking away. It was now or never. Bendy launched both arms at the guard to his left, the limbs coiling around his mark. The target made a disgruntled noise, which elected a glance by his partner just in time to see the guard as he was pulled into the air. The startled law enforcement aimed his bayonet at where his friend was flying to, only to catch a glimpse of his inky target tipping over and falling behind the wall, taking its victim with it.
The demon crash-landed on the grass outside of town, tumbling end-over-end as he and the guard grappled to gain control over the situation. Luckily for the armored man, he found a grip on his weapon. While his fingers were nowhere near the trigger, he could still manipulate the barrel so that he could jab the knife-portion of the gun into the imp's chest.
As Bendy hadn't been expecting the attack, he was unable to dodge it. He took a sharp intake of breath to try and stifle the pain, his opponent kicking the demon free of the bayonet and dislodging a blob of ink. The man stared at the black sludge left behind on his dagger for a brief moment before he rushed the monster. He aimed the gun at the beast's chest, and he would've stabbed him again had the devil not grabbed onto the barrel with both hands.
"I see you've made your point," he spluttered, his grin growing wider as he pushed the weapon to the side just as it fired. Hopping back onto his feet, he landed a right hook towards the guard's chest. The armor, however, painlessly deflected the blow. Bendy, growing aggravated, launched punch after punch, only to be denied by the steel surrounding the human. The human finished reloading and fired, scoring a near-miss hit against the side of the demon's head.
He needed to figure out how to break through his armor-- sure, he was strong, but his powerful fists wouldn't mean anything if the armor negated that. His hands were too large to target the vulnerable chinks in the steel, so he needed to try something else.
What if he still had his tail? He didn't always have it out, but he recalled being able to sprout one in his cartoons. He took a moment to see if it was available, and when it emerged from his behind, he smirked. Now he had a tiny piercing weapon, which was perfect for the empty spaces between his enemies protection. He whipped the barbed tip into the space around the human's neck, but the guard shrugged it off like it was a mosquito bite or something equally inconsequential.
He needed to do more. First he had to get rid of the bayonet. Maybe then he could pin down his quarry and see if his tail could do anything else. He backed up, preparing his body as the man readied another shot. He fired again, but this time Bendy was ready, a giant hole appearing in his body to allow the shells to pass through. As his target tried to recover from the recoil, he snapped up the gun in his hands and ripped it away, an easy feat as his foe had been caught off-guard.
Capitalizing on the advantage, the imp barreled into his target and resumed the grapple, manipulating his form so that the guard couldn't get a grip on him. Slowly, but surely, the man grew tired and stopped struggling-- heavy armor was very exhausting to thrash around in.
"Well now! I have the advantage this time. Isn't that ink-credible?" the demon asked, his tail swiveling in excitement.
The guard said nothing, only glaring at the monster with hatred and fear in his eyes.
"Come on! What fun is banter if only one is participating?" A moment passed. "Alright, fine. It's nothing to lose my head over. You, on the other hand..." He inserted his tail back into the man's neck. "You have a few seconds."
Bendy mentally fiddled around, trying to see what he could do. Suddenly he found that ink was evacuating his body, collecting into his tail and... ooohh, this'll be interesting. The man began to struggle again as ink flooded his veins, burning his insides and choking him as his body lost blood. Veins and organs burst as the amount of ink and blood grew too much for them to handle. He tried to scream, but ink was the only thing that came out, bubbling in his mouth like a prehistoric sludge pit. The demon watched in glee as his victim panicked and eventually stopped moving.
He took a moment to reclaim his ink, then undid the straps that held the posthumous guard's helmet in place. Once he took the helmet off, he wrapped and hand around his neck and yanked as hard as he could. The corpse's head was ripped off, pulling a section of his spinal cord free as well. The imp took a moment to admire his handiwork, but was interrupted by the sound of footsteps.
Time to go.
However, this setback wouldn't really change his plans. Sure, the other guard would know if the imp stole away his partner, but the ink monster intended to take away his victim, remove his head, and leave before they could organize themselves. Hopefully he could do it fast enough.
"I remember hearing something over here," he heard one of the guards say, the two making their way into the alley Bendy had escaped from. They examined the dead end for a few moments, poking suspicious areas with their weapons in case their target could turn invisible. If they had bothered to look up, they might've noticed that there was a suspiciously-moving black spot on top of the wall-- of course, they didn't believe the demon could scale the barricade that quickly, so their target went unnoticed.
"There's no way it could be here," the other guard confirmed.
"But I heard something mentioning taking a girl somewhere-- it had to be that thing!"
"Maybe we should check the next alley over?"
The duo turned around and started walking away. It was now or never. Bendy launched both arms at the guard to his left, the limbs coiling around his mark. The target made a disgruntled noise, which elected a glance by his partner just in time to see the guard as he was pulled into the air. The startled law enforcement aimed his bayonet at where his friend was flying to, only to catch a glimpse of his inky target tipping over and falling behind the wall, taking its victim with it.
The demon crash-landed on the grass outside of town, tumbling end-over-end as he and the guard grappled to gain control over the situation. Luckily for the armored man, he found a grip on his weapon. While his fingers were nowhere near the trigger, he could still manipulate the barrel so that he could jab the knife-portion of the gun into the imp's chest.
As Bendy hadn't been expecting the attack, he was unable to dodge it. He took a sharp intake of breath to try and stifle the pain, his opponent kicking the demon free of the bayonet and dislodging a blob of ink. The man stared at the black sludge left behind on his dagger for a brief moment before he rushed the monster. He aimed the gun at the beast's chest, and he would've stabbed him again had the devil not grabbed onto the barrel with both hands.
"I see you've made your point," he spluttered, his grin growing wider as he pushed the weapon to the side just as it fired. Hopping back onto his feet, he landed a right hook towards the guard's chest. The armor, however, painlessly deflected the blow. Bendy, growing aggravated, launched punch after punch, only to be denied by the steel surrounding the human. The human finished reloading and fired, scoring a near-miss hit against the side of the demon's head.
He needed to figure out how to break through his armor-- sure, he was strong, but his powerful fists wouldn't mean anything if the armor negated that. His hands were too large to target the vulnerable chinks in the steel, so he needed to try something else.
What if he still had his tail? He didn't always have it out, but he recalled being able to sprout one in his cartoons. He took a moment to see if it was available, and when it emerged from his behind, he smirked. Now he had a tiny piercing weapon, which was perfect for the empty spaces between his enemies protection. He whipped the barbed tip into the space around the human's neck, but the guard shrugged it off like it was a mosquito bite or something equally inconsequential.
He needed to do more. First he had to get rid of the bayonet. Maybe then he could pin down his quarry and see if his tail could do anything else. He backed up, preparing his body as the man readied another shot. He fired again, but this time Bendy was ready, a giant hole appearing in his body to allow the shells to pass through. As his target tried to recover from the recoil, he snapped up the gun in his hands and ripped it away, an easy feat as his foe had been caught off-guard.
Capitalizing on the advantage, the imp barreled into his target and resumed the grapple, manipulating his form so that the guard couldn't get a grip on him. Slowly, but surely, the man grew tired and stopped struggling-- heavy armor was very exhausting to thrash around in.
"Well now! I have the advantage this time. Isn't that ink-credible?" the demon asked, his tail swiveling in excitement.
The guard said nothing, only glaring at the monster with hatred and fear in his eyes.
"Come on! What fun is banter if only one is participating?" A moment passed. "Alright, fine. It's nothing to lose my head over. You, on the other hand..." He inserted his tail back into the man's neck. "You have a few seconds."
Bendy mentally fiddled around, trying to see what he could do. Suddenly he found that ink was evacuating his body, collecting into his tail and... ooohh, this'll be interesting. The man began to struggle again as ink flooded his veins, burning his insides and choking him as his body lost blood. Veins and organs burst as the amount of ink and blood grew too much for them to handle. He tried to scream, but ink was the only thing that came out, bubbling in his mouth like a prehistoric sludge pit. The demon watched in glee as his victim panicked and eventually stopped moving.
He took a moment to reclaim his ink, then undid the straps that held the posthumous guard's helmet in place. Once he took the helmet off, he wrapped and hand around his neck and yanked as hard as he could. The corpse's head was ripped off, pulling a section of his spinal cord free as well. The imp took a moment to admire his handiwork, but was interrupted by the sound of footsteps.
Time to go.
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