Hi my name is Cuphead and I live in inkwell. A long time ago I used to hear things about this rumor at my school. It had something to do with a demon and an abandoned studio. I don't believe it considering I've never seen a studio around the isles. Also wouldn't that demon be with the devil? I was never one to believe stupid rumors like this. They always seemed obviously fake to me. Why would something so outlandish be real? A random demon living in some abandoned studio with resources? Jeez louise, Whats next? Is there some abandoned resturaunt with a magical fairy in it? Ha! Yeah right.

However, The people around here, Even the people who spread that rumor years ago keep talking about it. Why? Its just a dumb rumor meant to scare kids into not exploring the forests around here. What makes everyone talk about it so much? I knew I needed to talk to someone about this so I could finally grasp at what was so special about that dumb story. Unfortunately for my case I couldn't ask anyone like my brother or my friend Challice. She went to a college far away from here, And my brother moved away from here to pursue writing. So i'd have to ask from,Him.

Unfortunately for me, He was already heading my way. Who was he exactly? Bowlboy. All I remember about him is that when I was 12 he tried to kill me by launching a giant rocket into the ground. He also was extremely creepy too. But it's been years since Ive seen him. Hopefully he actually changed or that his parents actually told him off for once.

"Hello Cuphead!" Bowlboy said with glee. "Oh god not you." "Wait! Trust me I am not as crazy as i was when I was a kid." Huh, well atleast he's aware of how he was. "So uhhhhhh, Bowlboy, This may sound weird but I want to ask you about something." "Huh? About what? Is it about the time I tied you and me to that rocket?" "No no no, Its something else. I've been hearing about this, Story. Its about some kind of demon in a studio in the woods. Do you know anything about it?" Hopefully he actually knows something about it. "Oh yeah I know about that story! So basically back in 1928 this studio who made movies and toys was working on a big project. That project was to create a personal weapon for the studio. And they chose one of their popular characters to represent this weapon. Soon enough they got far enough into the project where they thought they suceeded. But then this weapon decided to attack everyone and soon enough the studio shut down for safety concerns. And all traces of them vanished. including their movies and toys."

Jeez. This story is faker than my buff body that I have. And I'm not even buff. What moron believes this crap? "Alright bowlboy. Thank you for telling me. But in all honestly this story sounds really fake. How can something like a toy vanish into thin air?" "Dunno I just told you what I've heard." "Well thanks bowlboy. Also im still mad about you trying to kill me." "Yeah I understand."

So I walked away with confusion and annoyance. How can people older than me actually believe this crap? This is so obviously a fake story. i'm in my mid 20's yet people over the age of 60 believe this kind of stuff. Yet, I thought about it some more, If people really do say there is some abandoned studio in the middle of the woods, Than I shall try to find it! Of course there won't be anything but i'll atleast get some exercize out of it. And if this place does turn out to be real than golly I sure shall look stupid.

I went home to gather some stuff. Some resources, A weapon most importantly, And I took a camera just incase there was actually some kind of demon there. I wasn't gonna leave without any evidence after all, What am i Stupid? But before I left, I dressed up for the part. I wouldn't want to get my good clothes all dirty. After that, I left to explore the deep forests of inkwell. Mind you inkwell used to be a huge forest island before it became populated. Surprisingly Some of the original forests still stand. As a child I always wanted to explore them but my eldest kettle wouldn't allow me.

And honestly I never understood who or where my birth parents are. It makes me feel sad sometimes thinking about it. I guess I kinda don't know what to do with my life. I thought about doing comics but I'm not that great at drawing. I also thought about being a chef but I could never find the motivation for it. I haven't even heard from my brother in a bit. The last time he called me he called me a "Good for nothing slacker".

But enough about my sad pathetic life, Time to explore and find a totally real abandoned studio! Hopefully, Because then I brought my trusty baseball bat for nothing.