Hourly Comics, Feb 1 2021 (3:30 - 5 PM)

“With the last of his power he gave you what was left of his heart. “ . . A Blank piece I’ve been wanting to do for a while now! I’m rlly proud of this one :”)

Two days gang. I hope you're ready.

It’s coming.

Anti watches Dark leave the room. Dark knew that locking the door wouldn't do anything to stop Anti as he could just glitch away. He locked it anyway.

Anti stared out of the window. He could see Wilford shooting wildly on the golf course, Jackieboyman is desperately trying to get him to stop and The king of the Squirrels was kneeling on the floor.

'That looks way more fun than sitting here bored.' He grins. 'I can deal with some starved mutts."

Anti glitches away and reappears on the golf course.

//The start of my RP with @bellofshitposts //

Dark paces back and forth across the meeting room floor for a moment, his head held high and his gaze focused on nothing in particular as he thinks to himself. "Gentleman, I want to start off by thanking you for meeting with me on such short notice." He says, turning to face the other two men in the room with his hands behind his back.

"Hey, Hey, it's no problem at all!" Bingiplier smirks as he replies enthusiastically. "When you sent the email, I got pretty excited!"

'So did I!' Jameson signs with a grin upon his face. He claps his hands together. 'I hope everything goes according to plan. This could be so much fun!'

I wasn't expecting to be sad so early into the day.

CW: animal death

People have asked for more interactions between Life and Death. Life is bringing so much color into my comics haha <3

I have been in the theory ZONE tonight! My head is just filled with different theory's about well... All sorts of things!

... I'm tired.

Do you ever just want to wrap the lesbian flag around you like a cape and run around the house like an LGBTQ superhero? That's me as I write the very post you see before your eyes.

@markiplier stream chat be like:

"Wilford put down the gun." Jackie says, his hand on King's back.

"My poor fuzzy friend..." King sobs, holding a small, lifeless squirrel. Wilford rolls his eyes. "You have plenty of squirrels King. Anyway, it's not like I was aiming for it."

King sniffles as Anti appears. "What's happening here?" He asks.

"Nothing that I need you to be involved in. Anyway, I've just about wrapped this up." Jackie states, blocking Anti off. "There was nothing to wrap up Pajamaboyman. It was an accident. Simple as that." Wilford waves his gun around as he talks. Jackie tenses.

"My name is Jackieboyman."

"Yeah. Yeah. Whatever."

Jackie turns to King. "Why don't you go and prepare for the funeral? I'm sure it's what the squirrels would want." King nods solemnly. "They would want to say goodbye to Mr Fuzzy-wuzzy." King stands up and heads into the woods, his head hung low.

"And as for you..." Jackie began, turning to Anti. "You should be in Dark's office."

"How do you know that?"

"Dark told me to tell him if I caught you outside of the office." He pulls out a walkie-talkie and presses the button. "Dark. He's out."

//The start of my RP with @bellofshitposts //

Dark paces back and forth across the meeting room floor for a moment, his head held high and his gaze focused on nothing in particular as he thinks to himself. "Gentleman, I want to start off by thanking you for meeting with me on such short notice." He says, turning to face the other two men in the room with his hands behind his back.

"Hey, Hey, it's no problem at all!" Bingiplier smirks as he replies enthusiastically. "When you sent the email, I got pretty excited!"

'So did I!' Jameson signs with a grin upon his face. He claps his hands together. 'I hope everything goes according to plan. This could be so much fun!'