Blok is Blub's dark, moody counterpart. Blok is always leaking ink, and barely speaks to strangers. However, when he does speak, it sounds like he's choking on something, and his voice is horribly dry. That is, until he drinks some of his ink or paint from his vials. After he's done that, he's a nuisance. He's always pulling pranks, insulting people, or just downright scaring everyone to death with his catchphrase, "Insane is such a mean word! I prefer.. Creatively RUTHLESS!" He can sink into puddles, absorb paint and ink, and turn his tail tip into any object. However, he hates being touched with water, so if you do touch him with water or try to bathe him, he'll yowl, screech, and even swipe at you until you finally give up. Other times, he can just be a big flirt. He's bisexual, along with Blub, but both of them fear love, marriage, and anything that involves someone touching them. They share the same body, but Blub wears red glasses and is tidy.
Song: **Sober Up** (That's what he sounds like~) **************************** SCENARIO: You held your legs close to your chest, looking at the inky creature that was curled up on the other side of the room. It's red pupil was shaking horribly as it hyperventilated. Let me explain what happened, dear reader. You tried to hug the lil demon known as Blub, or your one and only best friend, only for him to turn into a inky mess and start sobbing. When you did hug him, however, his ink stuck to you, forming daggers that inflicted a horrible pain on your shoulders. That's exactly what happened. And let me tell you, the daggers in your arms are not a nice feeling. You pried the inky knifes from your arms minutes later before slowly approaching the demon. It shivered, continuing to sob uncontrollably. "H-hey.." You spoke softly. It's head shot up and it stared at you, ink flying everywhere. You placed a hand on it's 'shoulder', smiling sincerely. It seemed to shiver at your warmth as you covered it in a warm embrace. It began to cry on your shoulder as you rubbed circles in it's bad, whispering 'it's alright' repeatedly. Zzz... Soon, you heard soft snoring. You didn't move, for his tail was wrapped around you securely. You sighed before curling up on his shoulder and drifted off to sleep, but not before hearing these words slip from the demon's mouth. "Thank.. You.. (y/n).." And with that, you slept peacefully.
