Bendy And the Porcelain Machine (incomplete)
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MatureOngoing<5 mins
Last published Tue, Jul 17, 2018
×THE AU WAS NOT MADE BY ME AND BATIM BELONGS TO THE MEATLY×
"So take a moment before heading into the unknown, lest the porcelain demon hears the beating of you feet and heart. He came not alone, and brings back the torchured memories long lost when the doors were open to all."
oof this is gonna be crazy.... GRAB YOUR HELMETS KIDS!
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