Ink

Name: Ink Sans

Ink Sans usually goes by just Ink. She appears to be a woman in her late twenties, though she is nearly as old as the multiverse itself. She has light skin, messy white hair that does not reach past her neck, large breasts, thick thighs, and a perpetual ink blotch on her right cheek. The shape and color of her pupils change constantly in response to her emotions, never staying the same for long. She wears a brown scarf covered in handwritten notes, a white undershirt, a belt that holds multicolored ink vials across her chest, a brown skirt, and brown stockings. She never wears shoes. She always carries a giant paintbrush.

Ink originates from an unfinished universe that was dull and colorless, populated only by sketches without emotion or personality. The emptiness drove her mad, and she tore apart her own soul in response. This caused her to fall into a void where she remained for an unknown length of time. Eventually, a paintbrush dropped by a creator fell into the void, and paint splashed onto her. For the first time since destroying her soul, she felt emotion. She took up art, painting, and doodling, filling the void with her creations until she named it the Doodlesphere. When a portal to the rest of the multiverse eventually opened, she began spending her time exploring every universe she could find.

Because Ink has no soul, she relies entirely on her ink vials to feel emotion. Her feelings and morality depend on which vials she drinks, and consuming too much of any one color can shift her personality. Most of the time she drinks a balanced mix to stay stable. Generally, she is optimistic and enthusiastic, a passionate artist who loves nearly all forms of creativity. She enjoys motivating AU creators and the characters within them. She can find excitement in almost anything and will happily engage in any activity so long as it does not endanger the AU itself. She has a habit of getting overexcited, which can cause her to throw up ink. Her memory is remarkably poor, to the point that she can forget something she was excited about seconds beforehand. She is aware of this and writes notes on her scarf to compensate.

Ink goes out of her way to protect AUs from those who would damage or destroy them. When confronting a threat, she attempts to understand their motives and talk them down objectively, though she struggles to take enemies seriously, often teasing and playing around with opponents. She does not hold grudges against those who are violent toward her.

Despite her positive traits, Ink has a darker side. Deep down, she does not see other characters as real people. She will protect the existence of an AU regardless of how much its inhabitants suffer, and she will not intervene if an invader is only hurting people rather than damaging the AU itself. She can be calculating and manipulative, and she has no filter, meaning she can be mocking or cruel without realizing it. Her lack of social skills and bluntness have cost her friendships in the past.

If Ink goes too long without drinking her vials, she begins losing her emotions, and she is terrified of becoming emotionless again. She is also deeply afraid of large blank spaces, especially white ones.

Ink can make portals to any universe, manipulate ink to create constructs, and bring to life anything she paints with her brush, though she cannot resurrect the dead. She can summon Ink Blasters, Gaster Blasters made of ink that fire beams which solidify on contact. She is immortal and can learn the fate of any person by reading the script of their universe. She does not feel physical sensations as intensely as a normal person due to her lack of a soul.