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way-of-flowers · 7 years
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temperamental-snake replied to your post “[Making some more FC icons for Mio with Michiru Kaioh. Can’t decide...”
//I think the middle one looks best. The green filter works really well, but isn't as overpowering as the top one. There's good contrast. They're all good though!!
stayuptildawn replied to your post “[Making some more FC icons for Mio with Michiru Kaioh. Can’t decide...”
I like the second!
[Alright! That’s two for #2. (Sorry, couldn’t resist. x’D) Also you’ve definitely made good points Nonmun~ The contrast is a lot better. Thank you both of you~!! <3]
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untiltheparty replied to your post“(seriously though do not ever let laine get a 
[ OK BUT IMAGINE THIS ]
[ A SCENARIO WHERE RILEY'S FUCKING TERRIFIED OF THE ANIMATRONICS AND LAINE JUST FUCKING PUNCHES THE FREDBEAR ANIMATRONIC IN THE FACE IN FRONT OF HIM ]
(CAN WE PLEASE DO THIS I WILL C R Y)
charmingxsolace replied to your post“(seriously though do not ever let laine get a job at circ.us baby’s or...”
Let Laine Misota Faito
(how about we don’t bc she’ll get fired on the first fucking day)
wifeysaremylifey replied to your post“(seriously though do not ever let laine get a job at circ.us baby’s or...”
((It's just the best idea ever, tho- can you imagine that AI's responses when seeing Laine do that? I would have a field day with that-))
(... randy don’t make me do a fn.af sis.ter location au i s2g--)
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toreabear · 8 years
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untiltheparty replied to your post:You're not Daddy.
“ NO ”
“ Yes “ 
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piratefoxiing-blog · 8 years
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          ❛ WA-A-AKE U―P! ❜
          it’s midnight.  p l a y t i m e. claws and hook scratch along the wooden slats of the closet door, burning red eyes glare at the lump on the bed before it. usually, it has to share its toy with the others, but as the fates would have it, it’s been left alone with its toy tonight.
          ❛  W A K E   U P! ❜
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gxtoslp-blog · 8 years
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“Hey, are you alright?” The small puppet sat in front of the child, wondering what he was doing all alone. Maybe he just needed a friend, that usually cheers people up! Although, it appeared that he already had a little friend, one that was gold and looked a lot like one of the animatronics in the building.
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way-of-flowers · 8 years
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CHARACTER BIO MEME !
REPOST; DO NOT REBLOG.
Tagged by: @untiltheparty
Tagging - Whoever see this and wants to do this! :D
▌NAME: Mio Hanami
▌AGE: Eighteen.
▌HEIGHT: 6′ft
▌SPECIES: Human.
▌GENDER: Female.
▌NATIONALITY: Japanese/Asian.
▌BIRTHDAY: 2/6
▌SUN SIGN: Aquarius.
▌RESIDENCE: Honnouji City, Japan (MainV.) - Toyko/Kyoko, Japan (Post-KlKV.)
▌MARITAL STATUS: N/A
▌ALIGNMENT: Neutral Good.
▌DRINK: Floral Tea(s).
▌FOOD: Salads.
▌DAY OR NIGHT: Day.
▌SNACKS: Fruits (Especially Peaches & Apples).
▌SONGS: Dance Music.
▌PET: None. (Might get a dog one day...)
▌COLOUR: Green.
▌FLOWER: Peach Blossoms.
▌SEXUALITY: Heterosexual.
▌ROMANTIC ORIENTATION: Heteromantic. 
▌BODY TYPE: Rosy pale. Tall. Slender & Willowy. Dancer/Ballet Figure & Slight Gymnastic Build.
▌EYE COLOUR: Forest Green.
▌HAIR COLOUR: Teal Green.
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toreabear · 8 years
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You're not Daddy.
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🍕 ℂ𝕖𝕝𝕖𝕓𝕣𝕒𝕥𝕖!  🎉 ~ “ Im yo daddy. “
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Send me ‘♒’ for my muse to have a mental breakdown in front of yours.
Under a cut again~
“Riley…..I’m sorry……I don’t know…..I don’t know….”
Neff stared at her shaking hands. They seemed so unfamiliar to her….wee they really hers? Was this body hers? It didn’t feel like it was. She didn’t feel like any of this was real.
“Please help me……do I really exist? Am I just….a figment of someone’s imagination? Is this just someone’s dream and they’re trying desperately to wake up? I don’t know…..I don’t know……who am I? Where are we? Why do I feel like I’m about to fade out of existence? I don’t…..remember much. Where was I this morning? What did I do? Am I the one dreaming? What’s going on. I don’t know I don’t know….”
She kept repeating the same words as she tried desperately to make the feeling (or lack thereof) stop. She tried to touch her hand, not being able to feel anything but a tingle, and began to scratch at herself.
“I can’t feel anything….oh my god I can’t feel anything. I can’t…..whose voice is that? Is that really me? I…..I……”
Her eyes began to glaze over, her babbling stopped….
and then she was still. Staring out at nothing. 
She was broken.
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revivalcursed-blog · 8 years
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“They’re... not supposed to be scary, right?”
Satoru had moved as far from the stage as possible, almost running into a smaller child in the process. And with this interaction, he couldn’t help but ask what was on his mind... Sure, it could just be that kids liked them while adults didn’t, but... 
He somehow doubted he’d like those animatronics even when he was actually 11.
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way-of-flowers · 8 years
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Mio’s Diary - Semi-Accepting!
There is asimple booklet resting against the bedside. (Seems Mio inside the bathroom forthe moment….) Upon closer inspection easily reveals this ‘booklet’ to be a Diary. Thick withfully-written pages already… Seems the Florist has had QUITE a deal to writedown lately. The first entry begins:
Dear Diary,
Well. Seeing asI am trapped in this awful place, I feel a need to write down my…experiences.I used to keep a diary when I was home, in my world. Now I need one more thanever. If only to have visible, written proof of this whole terrible experience.
So much hashappened… where do I even begin?
I’m no longerin my world. I’m not in Japan anymore. But a Gallery. An Art Gallery…
Flipping throughouta few pages, there happens to be entry about Riley himself. About their firstmeeting…
Dear Diary,
With the recentoutbreak of patrolling dolls–(including one for myself…)–tensions seem to beVERY high. Apparently some of our fellow prisoners are taking part in a search.Understandably, Bella has grown frustrated and wants to take an active partgetting involved in this.
Normally I’djoin her. But she requested I watch over this boy… I mentioned that I’ve seenher watching over a little boy lately, haven’t I Diary? Well, his name is Riley. Poorthing apparently has a doll awaiting nearby him as well and he’s TERRIFIED. Ido not blame him for it… He’s only a child. Then again so is Mary.
Anyway, Ireally must go and check on him. I promised Bella and do not want to keep himwaiting long. I shall return later to write.
Another entrycomes next…
What. A HELL. Of a NIGHT. 
But what else is new in this horrid place? Seems some IMBECILE was stupidenough to KICK ONE OF THEM. I am NOT KIDDING, though I seriously wish I was. I swear, it is as if some idiots WANT to die in this place! Provoking, sly, utter fools-!!
In between ‘vents’ it speaks indetails about the chaotic ‘rescue’ event’. Eventually speaking about Riley Mathew himself, when he became in danger….
…What’s worsewas Riley was hurt. It’s all my fault. How could I have FAILED?! All I had todo was keep an eye on him and the mere SECOND I literally turn my back to himhe become beaten by those hideous rags! I couldn’t even get him to safety. Theyknocked me down. (I still will never understand how things filled with rottenfluff and insects are so much stronger than me. If only I had my full strengthback, I would’ve EASILY tear those things to shreds!! Instead all I couldmanage was to be a mere body shield. Ha.
But…at leastI was able to do SOMETHING useful… Riley would’ve been hurt worse if I hadn’t, right? ThankGoodness though someone came to rescue him soon after.
I cannotbelieve I couldn’t protect him
Is itselfish I wish it were me? I feel like a failure to him.
It’s all myfault… How could I have been so weak? How could I
There’s asudden break in the reading…though the majority ending has been ROUGHLY scratched out.  (Was she angry with herself? With her weakness?) Then it picksback up again.
How does thatsaying go? Ask you shall receive? Riley just arrived… He seems alright, savethat how he has an awful head-bandage. Thank Goodness he’s safe. Oh the poor little dear…!! He’s such ashy darling. To think such an innocent little boy got so hurt. This place truly is without mercy!
I need to stopfeeling sorry for myself. Next time, I’ll just have to keep a better eye onhim. Thank Goodness Bella is here to help… Though I intend to do far more to help HER next time.For next time, I will  NOT let Riley out ofmy sight for even a mere second. Much less leave his side. If there is ANYTHING this nightmare had taught me, it’s that helping others besides myself is giving me strength. It’s giving me a reason to keep fighting. (Then again, hasn’t it always?) 
And I WILL protect Riley next time. This I sincerely promise and let the heavens themselves be my witness. I will protect anyone who needs protecting.
I shall writemore about Riley later, dear Diary. Right now…mentioning Bella has me worriedabout her. I don’t know how I can EVER face her… But I know I have to check on her. 
Tillthen, my Diary.
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Look into my eyes
| Hope | Love | Passion | Hate | Resentment | Envy | Indifference | Confidence | Insecurity |Greed | Desire | Optimism | Spite | Hostility | Kindness | Warmth | Intelligence | Experience |Trauma | Aggression | Gentleness |  Arrogance | Pride | Lust | Cruelty | You’re soft | You’re trusting | You seem honest | You’re humble | You’re cold | You’re closed off | You’re reserved and guarded | You’re unfeeling | You’re remorseless | You’re heartless | You’re inhuman |You’re frightening | You’re frightened | You’re devious | You’re unpredictable | You’re struggling | You’re lost | You’re broken | You’re disheartened | You seem headstrong | You seem difficult | You’re stubborn | I see hope | I see purpose | I see absolute conviction | I see compassion | I see a shining light | I see shattered remains | I see something familiar | I see a friend | I see an enemy | I see a lover | I see thirst for blood | I see malicious intent | I see pity |You’re pitiful | I see darkness | You’re unwavering | You’re pure | You’re noble |
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' . . . The door's locked. '
First Interaction Starters
“The door’swhat?” Chimera asked, seeming to not believe what he was told. He had been busyinghimself with looking over the room when the child spoke up, though now hisattention went to said locked door. With a low sigh he moved over to it,grabbing the handle to push it open. Except that it didn’t budge. Guess the kidwas right… “Shit, the door really is locked,” he mumbled under hisbreath, looking the door over for a minute before shoving his shoulder againstit in a vain attempt to force it open. He was not getting stuck in here with some stranger.
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hasbit-blog1 · 8 years
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there’s a sort of warm, cherishing feeling that arises in his chest as he enters the room, eyes narrowed & cap pushed downwards. the kid’ll be confused, he knows — but who wouldn’t ?    MAKES IT ALL THE MORE FUN DRIVIN’ NAILS THROUGH THEIR HANDS & FEET  WHEN THEY’RE FUCKIN’ CLUELESS.    brows furrow as he flicks on the light, placing it on the ground & standing tall above the vulner- able child.
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❝ JUST LIKE I TOLD YA, RILEY. WE’LL GET YA FIXED UP IN NO TIME. ❞
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