[I really hope no one wanted to use the office on the inkside. Something has already claimed it as its own.
The feed turns on suddenly like it always does, only for some reason it seems to be, um, how should I say this? Struggling? Yeah that sounds about right, the communicator is struggling to broadcast this video to you. Despite not having any conscience of its own, it really does almost seem like the devise is asking for help. Even something without a brain knows what's about to come next isn't very good.
Once the picture starts to clear up to the best of the communicator's efforts, one could make out the Wright and Co. office room. The, um, the ruins of the office that is. The room is literally covered in a sticky, black, ooze nest that drips from the ceiling, covers the walls, and wraps itself around every piece of furniture it can find. Is this...is this ink? It's so thick it actually looks more like tar.
What's even more bizarre about this mess is that it seems to pulsate similar to the rhythm of a heartbeat. On its own. This stuff is moving on its own--what.
In the center of it all sits the figure of the ink-Maya, huddled on the sofa. Despite being an emotionless creature, she looks absolutely miserable. Could it be she was able to get her emotions back? If so...what a terrible time to get them because it's not that she's just sitting in that mess that is the office, she's fused with it. The black gunk that covers the office is coming from that mass of ink that once was her hair. She's stuck and there's nothing she can do about.
And as if to prove how miserable she is, the girl-shaped creature lets out a painful screech seemingly unprovoked. It sounds so inhuman and unearthly, is this really Maya?
To be honest, I wouldn't want to get involved with this. You shouldn't, either. The feed ends and you can go on with your day now.]
Ink City - The Animated Panfandom RPG
- [Video || Inkside] She's been gone for awhile now...