#askthepurpleman

[adam--bomb]

askthepurpleman replied to your post:(( Oh man, now i’m all curious. First off, why...

all adults are awful kill all adults

(( I don’t think all of the kids would appreciate that lol ))

[fazbear-security]

The feeling of being watched was nearly constant on his graveyard shift, but Mike was used to it fading as soon as he closed that front door behind him. The young man looked around nervously before spotting the only other person out on the early morning street, and he startled a bit. Then he tried to straighten up, and pretend that he hadn’t just spent a night fearing for his life.

“Uh, uh, good morning!” Mike pushed all the cheerfulness he had into his voice. “Looks like it’ll be a nice day, huh?”

[vinnytheguard]

Oi.

Hey, my askbox is open if you would like to ask the Purple man questions. See you in there~

[themanbehindthemessages-archive]

askthepurpleman replied to your post:((Uh I kinda forgot who I owe replies to. I know I...

|| I would love to play with you!

((I'm totally up for it! :D What do you have in mind??))

[not-an-enviable-shift]

Another night at Freddy Fazbear's Pizza. Mike Schmidt had already gotten the gist of things, and at this point was doing a pretty good job of managing to keep himself alive. When he'd walked in on his first day he hadn't expected things to get so stressful. But it was another week now, which hopefully meant the 'animatronics' had calmed down during the 18 hours he wasn't there.

Nothing had showed up at either door yet, and there was still a distinct lack of voicemail left for him to listen to, as there was since last Wednesday. He poked at each individual camera view, not having anything better to do. Except for maybe cam 2B. Way to miss a golden opportunity, Mike.

He switched to the view of the main dining area. Not even Bonnie had left their spot on stage, though he could have sworn he saw something move. He did, he did see something move. This wasn't rigid endoskeleton movement. It seemed more fluid, almost like a person. What the hell would someone else even be doing here? He wasn't hallucinating again, was he?

@askthepurpleman

[pizzaandspiders-blog]

(askthepurpleman) "Gather round, everyone!" The owner yelled. It was not yet opening time, so all of the employees were free to flock around their boss. "I regret to inform you that our beloved chef Louis Miller has died." He delivered the news calmly. "It's a shame that after the many losses we've suffered over the years, we now have to lose a dear employee who has been with this restaurant longer than many others." The tone of his voice and the lack of emotion from the employees made it obvious that... They didn't care. Almost immediately after the news was delivered, everyone returned to work. It was like nothing had been said at all.

[pizzaandspiders-blog]

Okay, I have an idea

I dare you, my followers, to write short Louis X Vincent fanfiction (NSFW included, but not to too far of an extent) if you actually keep up with the Louis and Vincent RPs.

[pizzaandspiders-blog]

Serious Crack AU

(askthepurpleman I'm so sorry.) It was a Saturday Night. Vincent and Louis had just finished watching a Sex and the City marathon. Vincent did not understand what he had just watched. Louis had wanted to watch The Golden Girls, but it was not on at the time. Vincent had actually wanted to watch Spongebob, but could not comprehend it, as it was too emotional. Louis had went to use the bathroom and Vincent wondered why it was taking him so long to take a wizz. Then Louis returned, only wearing a leopard pattern thong. "So, like what you see Vince?"