A SCP and Bendy and the Ink Machine crossover. Sometimes, the Ink Demon just needed a break from the Cycle and its inhabitants. Who knew that taking a trip to the real world would wind up having consequences? ∾ For best experience, read on computer. Some fonts get more distorted on mobile. Translations will be provided in comments. Safe reading! ∾ Highest Rankings: #2 in SCP #5 in Bendy #4 in Bendy and the Dark Revival

An alternative story to my SCP AU. This starts of kinda sad but ends off on a brighter note. Don't read if you're sensitive to that shit.

Well. Here we go. Have some innocent little things that range from current storyline to earlier versions.

What happens if you mix the SCP foundation and Bendy and the Ink Machine? You get this. Keep in mind I'm a slow writer, and I'm doing 2000 words per chapter. Updates whenever I have enough motivation. Art isn't mine. * * * Nothing in the studio had ever been under Bendy's control. It hadn't been his fault the studio went under, but he was always blamed. Everybody pointed fingers, but nobody seemed to know the full truth. Except for Joey. Unfortunately, Mr. Drew was rather hard to find. * * * Anything was better than the studio. What would happen if somebody got out? More specifically, the 'ruler' of the studio. Out and into the government's hands. RATINGS: 8th in SCP as of 3/9/22 1st in Batim as of 3/9/22 1st in facility as of 3/9/22 9th in protection as of 3/9/22 2nd in foundation as of 3/9/22 3rd in research as of 3/9/22 These will update as the story continues.

Joey Drew was a determined, yet curious man; was brilliant, yet manipulative; and an ex-biologist. He was fired from his position as a biologist - focused on the study of abnormal life, the human body, and microbiology - for his questionable goals and behavior. His passion for art lead to a career as the head of an animation studio after getting fired, using his savings earned from his former job to kickstart his animation career. His best friend, Henry, and him worked "together" to run it. You used to be employed there, but left because it just didn't feel safe there anymore and could not stand the working conditions. Pipes would burst to the absolute dismay of coworkers of whom worked near the bursts; machinery made a constant, unbearable ruckus throughout the building; and you started to see an abusive behavior from your quirky boss. What did you do while you were there? You created Bendy, a character of which you are proud to have made. However, when you left the studio, you left the rights of the character's ownership. It was just a character, though... well, so you thought. Almost two decades have passed and you were back. Writings were on the walls, people of ink and symbiotic behavior/nature were all over the place, and a certain demon appears to want and need you. Bendy was alive, and what Drew called a "symbiote," from what you've read from his entries. He wasn't a suitable host, so his body was slowly eaten alive by the symbiote. You however, were the perfect host. Made sense - you created the character. Honestly, what have you gotten yourself into?

You walk down the career of a professional detective. A commission has been taken on by you alone - the almost untracable dissapearance of a man named Henry Stein. You research alone in your apartment, your parents deceased and no relatives to bother you, trying to find out as much as you can about this man, when you come across the ruins of a once thriving animation studio. Down in the depths of the decaying building, you find something reflecting light, and, upon further inspection, find a pendant and a note. A strange temptation takes over you and you put on the pendant, and it changes your life. Interesting? Terrifying? You haven't got the faintest clue. One thing you do know? You walk out of that abandoned studio with a demon who is good at profiling and gathering information, and your best chance at tracking down a triple count serial killer whose victim count only seems to grow in numbers.

Female reader! Completed! Everyone knows about Bendy; how he is a dangerous monster that stalks and attacks Henry. But what if I told you those stories were wrong, that everything actually wasn't as it seemed? What if Bendy was never dangerous? What if he was simply chasing Henry in attempt to help cure his own loneliness? Did anyone ever dare to think about how Bendy felt? How desperate he might simply be for compassion? How sad he must be to have been forgotten? To be left alone within the ink?