[You see a beloved cup who was red and now is wearing purple as a evil cup wandering around in inkwell with a evil sharp grin on his face, his name was Cuphead. Or should I say “evil Cuphead”] Evil Cuphead: HAHAHAHAHAAA— [he looked crazy… then glanced that you.] Oh? [He would usually shoot someone with his finger as if he uses it as a gun, cause actual blue fire shoots out of his fingertips!]