Blend: *shows him her ability to make beautiful colors with her blending pencil, then makes them become blobs of the page* You can create thwings with thwis bwob!
Lucas: Thankyou! (Imma die now-)
Corrupted: Wasn't it him and her?
Me IRL: Yep
Corrupted: what happened?
Me IRL: I have no idea
Corrupted: I'm your sleep paralysis demon, and your fine, H O W
Me IRL: wait I'm C H I L L?!?
Corrupted: Somehow
Corrupted: HI
Me IRL: * S C R E A M *
Lucas: *kicks door down* Ink may not be here to save her, but I'm still here
Corrupted: OH LOOK, A LITTLE HYBRID
Lucas: Oh look, a corrupted idiotic douc bag
Corrupted: >:0