Babbs And The Journey To The Ink Dimension

Mr. Hollywood

"I-Isaac.. why..", I thought to myself, my mind raced as I had finally knocked him out, concerned for this small town's safety. Soon, walking over toward the black and white colored hole, I almost instantly fell through it, face forward. My yells could be heard as I fell through, almost certain I was going to die. 
[the skip of five minutes of falling later, brought to you by the magnificent Babbs]

Moments later, almost instantly falling through, I face planted the dirt, getting nothing but a mouth full of dry dirt "aghh! ew, ew, eww!" Soon I spat out the dirt, wiping my tongue off quickly, soon realizing this isn't somewhere I was familiar with. The places, the sights.. Everything was far too strange for me to put my finger on..
      Later on that day, still wandering a round, I made my way into a bar, sitting next to a very tall bunny, they seemed a bit familiar to everyone I suppose.. Okay okay, they were extremely famous to everyone in this place. 

      His name was Josiden Jacobs, or at least J.J for short. 

Sooner or later, he started to talk to me, having a conversation with me about himself. "Talk about Mr. hotshot," I thought to myself, a bit anxious to speak up.

[The bunny known as "j.j" constantly talked about himself over and over, eventually making Babbs snap almost, she spoke back to him, conflict slipping in each moment she could find. Man, of all the cacti, he was the biggest prick]

Walking down the street, nothing much seemed to be happening late at night. Lights slowly dimming themselves, the sleeping city didn't move once it seemed, just the sound of silence in the air, it was calming. Later that evening, it began to rain, but.. this wasn't just some ordinary rain, there was ink pouring from the skies, slightly catching things on fire. Could this be one of the curses Isaac was dealing with. I still couldn't seem to put my finger on it, still confused of why he would do such a thing. This wasn't the same Isaac known back in grade school, something definitely changed in him, like a dark aura surrounding his soul. 

[Later that night, Babbs lie awake in a small hotel, confused on everything that recently happened, even down right to J.J the grease bunny, she liked to call him. Sounds of thunder and ink still raining down from the skies slowly drifted her to sleep, finally into a slumber, her mind filling with many thoughts that she could never understand. Her dreams would get so bizarre, even down to how her parents died, tears softly tracing her cheeks in her sleep] 

Finally morning has come, the moon gave up and went away for the sun to scream a big ol' "good morning" to my eyes as I groaned out in complaint, wanting just a few minutes more of this rest I loved so much, but it didn't last too long honestly; soon a pounding came from the door as I let out my loud yawns, getting up from my bed, slouched at the door, slowly opening it, quick enough to get knocked back in the face with a door. [oooo.. seems like someone got a fresh taste of door for breakfast, man the taste of wood feels good in the MORNING AT EIGHT O' CLOCK.]

It was none other than the slick back vein bunny himself, J.J. "DID YOU NOT HEAR ME POUNDING AT YOUR DOOR?!" He scowled as I gave him a dark glare, almost having the urge to slam the door in his face, clearly I was ticked off from being woken up this early. Don't you know not to mess with me when its this early honestly?! 

"Oh, I heard but I didn't care," I lowly scoffed, yawning at the entrance of my door. Of course he lets himself into my hotel room without hesitation, telling me about the skies and quickly telling me to look outside the window. Eventually I gave in, refusing to be complained at anymore. 
Out of all things, there was sink holes in the streets, places covered in the ink from last night. 
 

[Babbs finally decided to talk to J.J, telling him about the curse and how everything started, wanting someone to actually listen to her without causing a scene of mockery; I suppose J.J had somewhat a change in heart, even though it felt like there was something up that she couldn't really understand whatsoever.]

            TO BE CONTINUED...