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@ivorycoral
Hey there!!
Name is Trin, pronouns it/they
I am 25 (feel 45) and tired
Fnaf/Dead Plate/That's Not My Neighbour roleplay blog!! Main doc and oc doc
Highly affiliated with @6am-saveme (Also Autumn's single-ship), @dve-mllr and @rose-wilted
I hope you all have a wonderful day!!
[Canon Character starter call] [oc starter call]
(Autumn)
*You hear the sound of approaching footsteps. Turning your head, you see a man in a white suit, a white hat, white shoes, white boots, a white cloak, and a white mask that covered his right cheek and nose*
Good afternoon, I want to talk about Gregory.
Autumn turned, brushing themselves off as they stood from gardening. "Uhm... Good afternoon, sir... Is everything okay?"
Autumn took the jar with a soft cry. They held it close to their chest, trying their best not to break down.
Will there be any more questions?
"He said this in a surprisingly calm voice*
"I don't know how you're so calm.." They murmured but shook their head. "No."
Bad day. Burnt out. No motivation
(Autumn)
*You hear the sound of approaching footsteps. Turning your head, you see a man in a white suit, a white hat, white shoes, white boots, a white cloak, and a white mask that covered his right cheek and nose*
Good afternoon, I want to talk about Gregory.
Autumn turned, brushing themselves off as they stood from gardening. "Uhm... Good afternoon, sir... Is everything okay?"
Autumn took the jar with a soft cry. They held it close to their chest, trying their best not to break down.
(Autumn)
*You hear the sound of approaching footsteps. Turning your head, you see a man in a white suit, a white hat, white shoes, white boots, a white cloak, and a white mask that covered his right cheek and nose*
Good afternoon, I want to talk about Gregory.
Autumn turned, brushing themselves off as they stood from gardening. "Uhm... Good afternoon, sir... Is everything okay?"
Good evening. I'm just here to say one sentence: Gregory was executed today, three hours and fifty-seven minutes ago.
(ooc: If anything, you can finish this RP line if you want)
Autumn gasped, taking a step back as tears sprung to their eyes. "No.. I- No!" They cried, clutching their shirt as they tried to process it
*He looked at Autumn and didn't say anything for about a minute*
Chm. I take responsibility for his execution.
"So-so you did it and came to tell me yourself?" Autumn wiped their tears, trying to remain calm. They felt stressed and upset.
Yes. The only thing is that I did not execute him myself, but I was at his treasury as an assistant. But I detained him.
They shook their head in shock and upset, slowly lowering themselves to the ground. "My boy..." They murmured softly
*Mr. Zer0 was looking at all this and he was feeling sad himself, but he didn't show it*
Well, if you don't have any questions, I'll go... By the way, we cremated him at his request.
They noddded sadly. "I-I wouldn't want him to be lonely.. down there..." They whispered, squeezing their fists. "When- when can I have him? His ashes?"
(Autumn)
*You hear the sound of approaching footsteps. Turning your head, you see a man in a white suit, a white hat, white shoes, white boots, a white cloak, and a white mask that covered his right cheek and nose*
Good afternoon, I want to talk about Gregory.
Autumn turned, brushing themselves off as they stood from gardening. "Uhm... Good afternoon, sir... Is everything okay?"
Good evening. I'm just here to say one sentence: Gregory was executed today, three hours and fifty-seven minutes ago.
(ooc: If anything, you can finish this RP line if you want)
Autumn gasped, taking a step back as tears sprung to their eyes. "No.. I- No!" They cried, clutching their shirt as they tried to process it
*He looked at Autumn and didn't say anything for about a minute*
Chm. I take responsibility for his execution.
"So-so you did it and came to tell me yourself?" Autumn wiped their tears, trying to remain calm. They felt stressed and upset.
Yes. The only thing is that I did not execute him myself, but I was at his treasury as an assistant. But I detained him.
They shook their head in shock and upset, slowly lowering themselves to the ground. "My boy..." They murmured softly
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(Autumn)
*You hear the sound of approaching footsteps. Turning your head, you see a man in a white suit, a white hat, white shoes, white boots, a white cloak, and a white mask that covered his right cheek and nose*
Good afternoon, I want to talk about Gregory.
Autumn turned, brushing themselves off as they stood from gardening. "Uhm... Good afternoon, sir... Is everything okay?"
Good evening. I'm just here to say one sentence: Gregory was executed today, three hours and fifty-seven minutes ago.
(ooc: If anything, you can finish this RP line if you want)
Autumn gasped, taking a step back as tears sprung to their eyes. "No.. I- No!" They cried, clutching their shirt as they tried to process it
*He looked at Autumn and didn't say anything for about a minute*
Chm. I take responsibility for his execution.
"So-so you did it and came to tell me yourself?" Autumn wiped their tears, trying to remain calm. They felt stressed and upset.
(Autumn)
*You hear the sound of approaching footsteps. Turning your head, you see a man in a white suit, a white hat, white shoes, white boots, a white cloak, and a white mask that covered his right cheek and nose*
Good afternoon, I want to talk about Gregory.
Autumn turned, brushing themselves off as they stood from gardening. "Uhm... Good afternoon, sir... Is everything okay?"
Good evening. I'm just here to say one sentence: Gregory was executed today, three hours and fifty-seven minutes ago.
(ooc: If anything, you can finish this RP line if you want)
Autumn gasped, taking a step back as tears sprung to their eyes. "No.. I- No!" They cried, clutching their shirt as they tried to process it
(Autumn)
*You hear the sound of approaching footsteps. Turning your head, you see a man in a white suit, a white hat, white shoes, white boots, a white cloak, and a white mask that covered his right cheek and nose*
Good afternoon, I want to talk about Gregory.
Autumn turned, brushing themselves off as they stood from gardening. "Uhm... Good afternoon, sir... Is everything okay?"
mon
"Who the-
Who said that-?
...
A kid? How did ya get in my room? Guests aren't allowed here!"
A grin appeared on the young girl's face and she pointed upwards. "Vent."
Monty didn't even hear when the door of the vent crashed into his room, too focused on tearing apart the already unplayable arcade machine in his room. He rolled his eyes behind his sunglasses as he picked the kid back up, planning to shove her back into the vent where she came from.
Makena just cheered as she was lifted up, wrapping her arms around Monty happily. "Yay... Love you too, Mon!" She giggled, mistaking the lift for affection.
Monty moved her until he was holding her under one arm like she was a sack of potatoes, lifting the door of the vent after. "Yeah, yeah, love ya too... Hey, listen, uh... how did you even get in through the vent? You can only access that through the back of Fazbear's room, right? Go bother him instead."
He adjusted her again, lifting her up high over his head before realising that he couldn't yet reach the vent from his place on the floor. The gator had two options. Option one, he threw her and hoped she would land in the vent unharmed. Option two, he stood on a couch and shoved her in there.
Makena frowned and shook her head, wrapping her arms around Monty. "NO!" She cried, hiding her face, and gripping onto her tightly. "No... Please... Wanna stay with you.." She whispered. She gasped when she was lifted up, looking down at him. "Flyin'..."
mon
"Who the-
Who said that-?
...
A kid? How did ya get in my room? Guests aren't allowed here!"
A grin appeared on the young girl's face and she pointed upwards. "Vent."
Monty didn't even hear when the door of the vent crashed into his room, too focused on tearing apart the already unplayable arcade machine in his room. He rolled his eyes behind his sunglasses as he picked the kid back up, planning to shove her back into the vent where she came from.
Makena just cheered as she was lifted up, wrapping her arms around Monty happily. "Yay... Love you too, Mon!" She giggled, mistaking the lift for affection.
mon
"Who the-
Who said that-?
...
A kid? How did ya get in my room? Guests aren't allowed here!"
A grin appeared on the young girl's face and she pointed upwards. "Vent."
Give my muse an item and see how they react!
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I am finally active! :p
GGY turned around when he heard the sound of footsteps, eyes wide behind his mask as he looked up at Autumn, a quiet "How much of that did you see?" His cloak was covered in blood and he stood in front of the body a newly murdered therapist.
Autumn just stared, a hand covering their mouth as to not scream but only choked noises left them as they stared at the body before slowly looking up at their adopted son. "Gregory..." Just shaking slightly.
Starter for @letsmakethisfuntime
Bon-Bon felt so lonely. It was weird. He hadn't seen Bonnet in ages, but wven worse, he hadn't seen Funtime Freddy.
Had he been left? Abandoned?
If an animatronic could cry, he would. He wanted Bonnet back, he wanted Funtime Freddy, Ballora, Circus Baby... any of them! But that had all left...
Freddy even took Bonnet but... not him? (Or so he assumed, anyway)
"Fweddy?" He called out nervously, going maybe this was all just in his head and his friend would come out.
