Sammy Lawrence, once a wise man who wrote music for the animating company that was Joey Drew Studios, now lost in the madness of his own mind.
It had been several years since anyone down in the studio had seen light and hope.
Some found peace, some found violence, and some found to just go insane.
Sammy would be one of those examples. Not that he had just gone insane, but he had grown an obsession to the beast that was The Ink Demon.
No one quite knew the reason why the man had grown an obsession with the beast, but they knew damn well they wouldn't want to find out.
He was so obsessed with the beast to the point of making a mask of the demon himself and wearing it over his face.
To Sammy, his face was nothing, his 'lord' was his everything.
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Tis' was just a normal day at the studio. Sammy woke up in his sanctuary, sitting on the chair by his desk.
He rubbed his forehead and reached down to the Bendy mask on the floor beside him.
He stood up and walked up to the garage door and stepped outside it.
"Time to put some more cutouts today Sammy" he said to himself.
He picked up some cutouts leaning against the music departments walls and walked out to the nearby hallway.
The man started his day by placing numerous new bendy cutouts all over the music studio. He then spread out to some other parts of the studio.
He was placing some of the numerous cutouts when he realised that some inky veins had started forming on the wall, and he knew what that was.
"My Lord!" Sammy said in a desperate manner while kneeling on the ground. The ink demon rose from the floor (somehow) and looked down at the music director.
The ink demon just stared at the man then started walking away. The music director watched as he wandered down the hallway he and Sammy were.
Sammy stood at his lord walking away for a second, before quickly rushing and peaking down the hallway that the ink demon just turned down to.
Sammy followed the demon down several hallways for quite a long time. He truly had an obsession with the creature.
The demon purposely turned down these hallways. He knew that the devoted man was following him, and he had known for a while.
The demon sighed to himself and turned around to see a head poke out from the corner of his eye.
He walked up and turned the corner to see a Sammy Lawerence crawled up on the floor looking up at the demon.
"H-Hello my lord!" Sammy said as he quickly got up. "What were you doing? Why were you following me around like some creep??" The demon said sternly.
"U-Uh, nothing my l-lord!!" Sammy said, a hint of fear in his tone. "Your lying, aren't you??" The demon says. "No m-my lord!!"
"You were and we both know you are spitting bullsh!t." The demon says. "I have no idea why you are obsessed with following me around but it's getting pretty f*cking annoying."
Sammy started walking backwards until he hit a wall.
"Your an annoying little sh!t Sammy! Leave me alone and go find something better to do with your sad, miserable life!" The demon yelled at the inky man below him.
Sammy quickly rose to his feet and scampered down the hallway that would presumably bring him back to his sanctuary.
He sat down at his desk and stared at the wall. He started tearing up.
"Why can't I just be good for my lord?!" He yelled to himself.
Bendy watched as the music director ran down the hallway. Something hurt in his chest.
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hello dear reader, thanks for reading the first part of this! i need ideas for this story so if anyone has any, feel free to comment some ideas.
I don't exactly know where this will go and i don't know how long i'm gonna want this to be, but i hope this will be enjoyable for people.
Last edited: 19th Dec 22
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The Studio Of Ink (BATIM/BATDR) Bendy x Sammy
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