#disrxpair

[shibemuses-a]

@disrxpair​ - plotted starter

Her soul aches. Something is present here, something she can’t quite place. It’s like a voice, calling. Find me. Find us. Somewhere, someone cries. Her heart hurts.

This place was long ruined, even if people still came during the daytime. Robin could smell rot and decay, mold growing behind the walls. Malignant forces formed a cloud at the top of the ceiling, a great manta ray shaped thing looming. (...and the Red Death held sway over all! Unmask! Unmask!)

She wanted to find out shy this place felt cursed. She passed by a purple, silver star dotted curtain. (Out of Order. Poor guy.)

Her footsteps continued down the dining hall, searching for the source of those tiny voices.

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🍭| @disrxpair​ continued!

Most children at Ziggy’s age could differentiate what was a character from what was a real existing being, however, Ziggy had never gown out of this and so to him Captain Foxy could not be any more tangible. To Ziggy he was not just an animatronic. He was real. He had been anticipating meeting the pirate all week long and now, finally, the day was here and so was Foxy!

 ❝I knew it was you!❞ The excitable blonde beams, laughter sounding from his pale, plump cheeks.

Have ye come to be me first mate fer th’ day?

❝Yeah! How did you know?! How did you know I wanted to be-I mean! Aye, aye, Captain! Uh, I mean...arr! I-I be here t’be ye first friend....eh, mate! ANDTODAYISMYBIRTHDAY!❞ Oops! That didn’t sound very pirate-like at all! Hopefully Captain Foxy could excuse his new first mate as it was his first and only day on the job. 

He covers his mouth in order to stifle the words but it was much too late as they had already left his mouth.

❝Ah,...I’m sorry! I’ve been so excited to meet you! And...and now you’re here!❞ He has to contain his excitement. Captain Foxy was depending on him to be his first mate and Ziggy was going to try to be the best first mate that Pirate Cove has seen!

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WHO’S BAD? - @disrxpair​​... PSYCH! TOTALLY NOT!

“ NO NO NO - I CAN MAKE BETTER ROBOTS WITH MY EYES CLOSED! What the HECK is this? A JOKE? I’VE SEEN BETTER ANIMATRONICS at BETTER ARCADES THAN THIS! UGH! BARF ME OUT! “

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@disrxpair

a summer job is a summer job. besides, she was a night cat anyways. so, working as security for Freddy FazBear’s Pizza sounded like a good job. especially when anything that really could happen, like a robbery, all she had to do was press the alarm. but she is only suppose to press it when she ABSOLUTELY cannot handle the situation herself.

for now, she’s alone, watching the security cameras and checking her instagram account every so often. --should she go to the kitchen and grab herself some PIZZA? pizza is life. she thinks. --but she’s trying to lose weight. also, the pizza ain’t even that bomb here but it’s FREE. wait, was something moving on camera?

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@disrxpair continued from THIS !!

       She’s not the best with this sort of thing -- never really has been, either. It’s always been about HER since day fucking one. But... not right now. It’s such an odd thing -- to actually care for the needs of someone else over her own selfish wishes. 

       It’s with genuine concern that her brow steeples over her eyes, her gaze filled to the brim with worry. As his head lays itself against her plush thigh, she wastes no time in trying to give her best take of consolation. Her hand lifts to his head and strokes lightly along the curve of his face. Her finger tips drag repeatedly back and forth with delicacy along his cheek, almost a bit shyly, to be entirely honest. 

         This sort of intimacy is a first for her. He has to know that. 

                               -- Critter better know how special he is . . . to me.

       ❛   -- You’re sayin’ that word a lot lately, baby,  ❜   she mutters quietly, almost above a whisper, continuing her gentle ministrations through his fur, against his face and along his ears. There’s no anger in her voice, just observation on the matter. A matter of fact way to her tone. No one’s ever . . . well, felt that way about her before. Not with actual sincerity, anyway. Holli leans over him, bending around him so she’s peering directly down into his yellow eyes. She swallows thickly, her blue hues darting away before looking back to him.  ❛   Do you . . . uhm . . . need anything else, Foxy? Anything else I can do? At all?  ❜

[shibemuses-a]

@disrxpair​

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