Ink!Sans

Part 6

Once Ink gained control of color, he was finally able to influence the world around him. He had his ups and downs, his experiments, failures, successes... He found himself enjoying the life he had created, not even knowing who had given him such powers or why, but putting them to good use nonetheless.

But he wasn't done with his discoveries yet. He knew that being gifted with this ability was useless alone, and perhaps... He needed to think bigger!

And it seemed that this second chance was ready to open his eyes for the second time.

Part 5

With his senses such a powerful tool in his hands, his abilities seemed to soar. Every time a new wave of color washed over him, he seized the opportunity to create his own.

But when the colors didn't appear for a long time, he found himself dissolving back into that white void. This caused him to lose all the individuality he'd managed to build, all the feelings he'd felt. Until the colors returned.

To prevent this from happening again, he devised a solution. Each time a flood of flowers arrived, he sealed each one so he could continue to feed on the emotions they contained when he needed to.

So that he could feel independent, so that he could pretend that he had his own soul.

Part 4

He was suddenly bathed in color. The color consumed him from head to toe. He was filled with pleasant sensations. And then he switched to another color. He felt a multitude of other emotions: disgust, laziness, sadness, rage! He finally felt alive, because of this rainbow in this empty world!

Suddenly he felt happy. He could feel again.

Part 3

Finally, he woke up. He woke up in a completely new place, but as empty as his universe. It was like a brand new beginning and a chance. But he didn't remember his actions: what he had done and who he was. He was simply here, soulless and purposeless. So he sat there and did nothing. And time, if it even existed here, passed. He asked himself many questions. What was he supposed to do? Why was he here? Who was he?

Without a soul, without flowers, he felt nothing, not even despair and fear. Now all he could do was wait. And wait he did... But he didn't yet know that his life would finally take a new turn... When the light finally reached his eyes.

Part 2

The pain was unbearable for him. The feeling of loneliness grew stronger within him as the white emptiness he felt was taking over him. He was desperate. And he called for help. But there was no answer.

He hated the other cartoon characters. He was going crazy, despite the quiet pleas of someone who cared.

And he broke loose, shouting:

"I don't want to be forgotten."

"I don't want to be alone."

"I JUST WANT TO BE SOMEONE!"

And, falling into sorrow, he tore his soul apart, breaking free and leaving him alone.

Part 1

Initially, he existed in an unfinished universe, which, like himself, didn't even have a name. He and his world were just a sketch, a failed attempt. Its creator abandoned his universe once again, tired of it and its characters. Drawing became a chore for him.

And he looked on, feeling powerless as his creator cast him aside. His unfinished home became his prison. All the other characters had already given up hope and sunk into a deep stupor, while he denied it all. Now they were just forgotten scribbles. Undervalued sketches of a _____tale concept.

Regardless of his attempts to make this empty world a better place, he was the only one who developed any feelings.

He never received any answers.

He was alone.

Ink tends to get overly involved in things. He also has a very short memory and forgets things—sometimes stopping mid-sentence to try to remember what he just said a few seconds earlier.
He's very passionate about art and loves to motivate both characters and creators. He can change people's clothes simply by painting them with a brush, and he loves creating clothes they like. Despite being an artist, no one has ever seen his paintings.
He's a mischievous boy. Pranks are his forbidden fruit.
Ink is generally witty and playful.
Because he has little interaction with others, he is blunt in his teasing and ridicule, as well as in his ability to be supportive and kind.
He is extremely forgetful, so he makes notes on his scarf.
Ink approaches his enemies cautiously. He never tries to attack them first, but rather tries to understand their motives and communicate with them. He knows what to analyze to guide people on the right path.
Sometimes he vomits ink randomly, mostly when he is overly emotionally shaken, be it from passion or shock.
Inc supports all forms of art such as painting, literature, dance, music and so on.
He is afraid of whiteness, the absence of any forms around him, loneliness, huge empty spaces.
Ink doesn't seem like a perfectly behaved character. He can sometimes be inconsiderate in his mockery and cruel in his opinions. He doesn't put others on the same level as himself. He has a very peculiar morality, which sometimes seems truly disconnected from his emotions.

Brown is the dominant color on the palette because brown is the color most often produced when all colors are mixed together.
Yellow and green are the first colors Ink discovered, and they both have "homages" in their clothing colors.[14]
Ink tucks his overalls in and wears them like pants.
The lack of shoes reflects his carefree and active nature.
The light green color on his gloves mimics the tablet glove used by digital artists.
The white T-shirt suggests that Ink is trying to hide his heartlessness, but sometimes his emptiness shines through.
His pupils change shape and color every time he blinks. It's suggested that they represent the diversity of universes with their shapes and color combinations, and each time they appear, it means Ink is observing the events of the AU unfolding through his eyes, as if he were constantly watching. Ink claims the shapes and colors are random. However, his pupils are never white... probably.
The rainbow bottles on his belt are paint bottles with heart/human soul shaped caps.
Has a brush which he wears on his back.
All his bones under his clothes are painted with strange patterns.

On December 23, 2019, an anonymous user sent a request to Comyet, reporting that a Pokémon trainer design released before Ink!Sans was uncannily similar to Ink's. In response, Comyet explained the situation: she had unknowingly been inspired by the character, believing she had created the design first, thanks to the original creator's approval for its use. She concluded the post by stating that a redesign for Ink would be ready soon.
On January 4, 2020, Comyet, Ink's creator, released a new official design for the character. She asked the community to use the new design, but also allowed them to use the old one if they preferred it.

Ink!Sans (formerly Artist!Sans) is an extra-universe character who doesn't belong to any AU. He exists outside of any universe, but can interact with them. Ink supports artists to continue their contributions to the fandom and generally embodies the artistic aesthetic that follows him in his combat abilities.