Not my request. Someone else’s request. Someone’s sick and derange request
It’s like an alien learned English by hacking into a computer to learn LITERAL Machine Language
Wow, Pick Bar of Hate. I was so distracted by blowing up and Ghost Clown I forgot you were a thing. Compared to everything else, I missed you
Why do I feel like the clown hacked the controls. It’s called a towel ghost nuts
1) shit this was you actual birthday. Being send to computer hell has to be the worst present ever
2) Seeing how when I turned 13 no one wished me a happy birthday until 1am the next day, this is something that I can relate
we are going to sell the green cubes for more gushers aren’t we?
either that or repopulate a new one
So the game picks potential players, and those that complete it are saved? That is a weird way to chose the heroes of destiny pal
HOLY FUCK if John is in the computer, then he was SAVED into the Memory!
So the game picks potential players, and those that complete it are saved? That is a weird way to chose the heroes of destiny pal
unless he was eaten by monsters, or sacrificed to the computer
Did I not just say this?
Finally I can talk to Rose. I wonder how she’s holding up during the apocalypse?
Clown…Computer Clown??………..God are you really CC then???
whatever, if I have to suffer you, then you better talk regularly pal
I prefer to call it “Bendy’s Ink”
Hello Room-I-Was-In-Like-5-Minutes-Ago. Did you miss me?
DAMN IT I WAS WASN’T I?
WELL LET’S SEE WHAT THIS BASTARD WANTS
Damn it, was I actually controlling the Clown the entire time?
Alright, Fine! If I have to talk to Satan’s Jester, I’m going to so it inside!
Fuck it, here I go
alright damn it, let’s see where this leads
Thank God, I thought it was the clown. Speaking of which…
alright damn it, let’s see where this leads