Casino Cups: Reader Insert [Discontinued]

♤♡ Part 15 ◇♧

Anonymous ask:
This is a question for the Devil. Why do you make people bet their souls? What exactly is a soul worth? Does it give you more power or something? I just REALLY wanted to know!

"A soul... a soul can be worth a lot. Here's what a soul is..."

《 Time Skip Explanation 》

"But you know... I used to have another reason... Souls really are something..." the Devil said. "I used to watch them being created. I used to watch HIM create them." He said with a demonic grin. "I remember I used to try and create souls myself as well. And of course, he didn't like that. Je wanted them all to himself. He'd create them and release them into the world and then get them back. And I thought... if I could collect enough... and drag them all down here... maybe for once He would know what it's like to have something stolen from Him."

Anonymous ask:
Chips! You're pretty chill, from what I've seen... what's something interesting about your past? What about you, Phear? I know very little about you, why is it that your skeletal when you used to be a fully fleshed out horse ?

"Ya want somethin' interestin' about my past?" Leaning on the bar counter, sat Chips telling the crew about his life story. "Well, I reckon I could tell ya 'bout how I was a little bugger livin' on a farm with my ma and thirteen siblings..."

"Or I could tell ya 'bout how I robbed a movin' train on horseback an' returned to the same farm with enough gold to turn it into a fortress!!" Chips slammed his fist down on the counter. "Or I could tell ya 'bout the time I fought off seven men in a bar with a lasso in one hand and a damsel with the other!" Cuphead stood mouth agape, amazed by his story. "Or that time I talked a bull into drinkin' poison or else what I'd do to him would be so much worse!"

"Or the time I stood the sheriff off in a duel in front of the whole town..." Sipping off his drink, Chips stood up. "Later in the day, the posse came lookin' for what happened tk their dear sheriff, and the townspeople knew who did it... But they were too afraid to spill it." Sitting back down again, one of the Tipsy Troop poured another glass for Chips. "All they knew was that the next time I stepped into the bar, they better have my favourite drink and cigar ready on the counter."

"He's so cool..." Cuphead said, eyes sparkling while Mugman crossed his arms and [Y/n] leaning her face on her palm boredly.

"What 'bout you, ol' horsie?" Chips smirked at Phear. "Whatdidja do back in yer day?" He ask him.

"Well..." Phear sighed. "Back when I still have flesh, I live amongst other horses who were athletes for rich fat cats to bet on during races. My family in particular was known for their winning streaks."

《 Another Time Skip 》

"So hey, maybe you should try a bit of poison yourself, ...cowboy." Phear loomed over Chips, intimidating him.

Anonymous ask:
Mangosteen! First off, you seem like a cool guy, keep being you! Second, how did you get your name? I believed the Cupbros and [Y/n] mentioned that your were one of many residents of Inkwell who used to be an inanimate object, and I recently learned that mangosteen is a fruit... Did you pick yoir own name?

"Thank you! I will continue being me! And they are right!" Mangs said happily. In the background sat Chips, Cuphead and [Y/n]. "Long ago... I was just a regular lifeless 8-ball, but then! In a moment of spontaneous non-sensical magical phenomenon, I thought my first thought, and opened my new eyes... and the first thing I saw... a word amidst all the rest... a word unlike any other... that I could read for some reason even though I just spawned into existence... I loved the word so much I decided that from then on, it would be my name! And thus I became... MANGOSTEEN!"