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          Please LIKE OR REBLOG this post if you are interested in interacting with a Bite Victim / Crying Child / FNAF4 Child from the Five Nights at Freddy’s series ! 

         Personals please do not interact ( unless you have a sideblog ! )

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          Please LIKE OR REBLOG this post if you are interested in interacting with a Bite Victim / Crying Child / FNAF4 Child from the Five Nights at Freddy’s series ! 

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          Please LIKE OR REBLOG this post if you are interested in interacting with a Bite Victim / Crying Child / FNAF4 Child from the Five Nights at Freddy’s series ! 

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          Please LIKE OR REBLOG this post if you are interested in interacting with a Bite Victim / Crying Child / FNAF4 Child from the Five Nights at Freddy’s series ! 

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This blog isn’t dead !

Well, sort of.

This blog is a mess beyond hope so I am currently revamping it under a new URL.  The theme is shit but I’m making a new theme too so yeah.

The new URL is tearsdivine! I’m not closing this blog yet and I will check this because the other one is still WIP but yeah.

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This blog isn’t dead !

Well, sort of.

This blog is a mess beyond hope so I am currently revamping it under a new URL.  The theme is shit but I’m making a new theme too so yeah.

The new URL is tearsdivine! I’m not closing this blog yet and I will check this because the other one is still WIP but yeah.

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This blog isn't dead !

Well, sort of.

This blog is a mess beyond hope so I am currently revamping it under a new URL.  The theme is shit but I'm making a new theme too so yeah.

The new URL is tearsdivine! I'm not closing this blog yet and I will check this because the other one is still WIP but yeah.

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malchancevilain:

“Tip the bear, tip the bear!”

He keeps on chanting this as he begins to push on the suit’s stomach. The Fall of Freddy has begun.

      ‘ Tip the bear ! Tip the bear ! ‘

      Great, he’s trying to push on the suit’s stomach too.

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malchancevilain:

“….I think we should push it over!” It would be just like that “cow tipping” he read about at the library! But with a bear!

         ‘ ----------- ‘

         ‘ Let’s tip the bear ! ‘

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Tbh, like. 

I think activity will drop on this blog for a bit because. I haven't been feeling too good about it. I haven't really been getting replies back aside from CBKW stuff and maybe from like two or three other rpers and. IDK what I'm doing wrong ?

I might take a break from this blog just to like, revamp it. Possibly make a new blog for Riley but that depends on if I can even summon the urge to draw theme art. I haven't been feeling so good about my art either. Hopefully i can revamp this blog in the next 2-3 weeks though. or next month latest.

I don't want to give up Riley though and I CAN'T because of CBKW aside from attachment issues to him so. For now I'll just reply to CBKW things, anything with @blckstrbbt or their other blogs and @lnkcd and the starters.

You can find me on @inkdecay if you want to keep an rp or something.

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          Okay so just because I don't know what the hell is even going on with this account's activity and what I owe and stuff.

           LIKE THIS FOR A STARTER

          Mutuals + CBKW people only !

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OPEN GROUP VERSE: v; cbkw

‘ Welcome to Circus Baby’s Pizza World, where family fun and interactivity go beyond anything you’ve seen at those other pizza places ! ‘

       It’s an ordinary ad for an ordinary pizza place. You’re not quite sure what draws you to that place. Perhaps it’s the boredom of simply calling for pizza delivery. Perhaps it’s the juvenile desire to relive childhood days at Chuck E. Cheese. Perhaps it’s that rather strange jab at ‘ other pizza places ‘.Or perhaps you’re simply intrigued by the animatronics on the ad. There’s a bear ( with a bunny puppet ), a fox, a ballerina —— but the CLOWN is what stands out the most in the poster. She certainly looked flashy enough —— ( why was she so huge compared to the others ? ! ); she must have been their ringleader.

       Either way, you’re fascinated. Soon enough, you find yourself approaching the establishment —— but rather than a pizzeria like you expected; there is a small, decorated room with a fox animatronic welcoming you to the establishment & telling you to enter the elevator in front of you. ‘ It’s where fantasy & fun comes to life ! ‘ she claims —— & you give her the benefit of the doubt &enter the elevator.

                                  —— & that’s the LAST thing you remember.

       You wake up in a bed —– but this ISN’T your room. No, this room is dark, dirty, &dismal —– & there’s a large steel door keeping the room shut. You’re lucky you can even get it open —— but you find that your surroundings are ANYTHING but fun.

       It’s a pizzeria all right —– but the lights are dim, the air is thick, & it seems like no one has even dared to step in this place for ages. You wander hopelessly; wondering if you can find any exit —– but will you survive the night ? & each & every night you will spend in this place ?

            THE SHOW WILL BEGIN MOMENTARILY.

       Circus Baby’s Pizza World is an open group verse containing elements from the Dangan Ronpa series & the Five Nights at Freddy’s series. Your muse has woken up in a pizzeria & find themselves unable to escape. Now, your muse along with others finds themselves in a Pizzeria Life of Mutual Killing under Circus Baby.

       Knowledge of either series is NOT required. However, please keep in mind that both Dangan Ronpa & Five Nights at Freddy’s contain triggering elements which will be tagged appropriately.

                                      APPS ARE OPEN !

            ◆   RULES  ◆   APP  ◆   FAQ   ◆ IMPORTANT NOTE  ◆

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★ ┆ ▌ UNKNOWN   ▌┆ ★:

                                           “Dad, look, it’s me!”

              Was this what being dead was like? Being trapped with one’s thoughts and final moments for an eternity? Her final words echoed in her mind, no matter how she tried to focus on anything else; logically, Bonnie shouldn’t have been able to even think, let alone be able to reflect, but here she was. Alone and eternally trapped with those words.

               Maybe this was what created ghosts–they grew so wearied of being caged in the dark with only their guilt that they forced their way back into the land of the living, but…different. Finding something, anything to latch onto, if only so they could find a way to wrap up those loose ends.

                A tugging feeling caught Bonnie’s attention, and if she’d had a body, her grey eyes would have widened in shock. That wasn’t her. That was…

                                “Dad, look, iiiiiiiiiiiit’s meeeeeeee…!”

                For several long moments, she lingered, wondering if she should respond to the tugging–incessant as it was. It was Fritz, it had to have been, although she couldn’t quite place how he’d managed it–but it was the only explanation as to why she was feeling drawn to returning.

                Then she followed.

                It took several minutes, but soon, the Blackrabbit’s parts began to move–suddenly, forcefully, as if Bonnie had simply tumbled into possessing them. A loud screech began to fill the room, too, as the Blackrabbit’s limbs whirled about in the air.

                When it lunged at Fritz, its arms were first, reaching towards his shoulders, trying to find some sort of anchor. Its head followed soon after, before its torso, then its legs.

                ( One would have thought the screeching was actually a scream. )

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｡･:*:･ﾟ ✩ .｡･:*:･ﾟ ★ Looking back ------ it probably wasn't the SMARTEST idea to create a plastic form in the shape of his own worst nightmare & hope that his dead daughter would somehow find it. He could have at least made a different animatronic but ------ at this point, there was  no turning back. The ritual was already complete; he's already made the parts. He's already done everything he could to SAVE BONNIE . Now, he could only wait to see if his efforts were in vain or if he actually managed to do something. 

          A small part of him doubted the ritual though. He's tried bringing RILEY back in his teenage years but ------ but ------ nothing ever worked. Yet ------ he's older now. He knows more now; he knows more rituals, more machines, more ways to bring the dead back. Out of all of those twisted ways ----- one of them; ONE OF THEM had to work. Right ?

          A few moments pass as bleary hues stare at the scattered parts ------ but the moments seem like an eternity with no movement. It wasn't moving; this wasn't working. An exhausted sigh leaves his breath as he was about to put the parts away until ----- THEY MOVED.

          Shock leaves his breath as he steps back; widened hues watching as the parts swirl about in the air; black magic moving them violently through the air. It doesn't take long for Fritz to realize that something actually happened; no, the TOUCH forces him to that acknowledgement.

                                                  & that shock turns to panic.

          Eyes were stretched so far that the lids actually ached & the weary heart within him beat faster & faster as the parts seemed to take a life of their own. Oh god. OH GOD ! He fucked up. HE FUCKED UP. Now he's going to die ! He's going to get bitten again & actually die this time !

          Oh Fritz, why do you do these things to yourself ?

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              Had she been a weaker sort, she would have recoiled from the sting at her chest–there had to be some way to ease him, although she’s certainly not as well-versed in handling a child as some of the others appeared to be.

              Blue eyes lowered to his plush, before she gathered an idea. Maybe Tomi could at least ease him ( and herself, too, in the bargain ).

              “Don’t…don’t worry. We all do.” She returned her gaze to the boy’s face, before adding, “I’m sure your friend will help protect you, though–what’s his name?”

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｡･:*:･ﾟ ♡ .｡･:*:･ﾟ ❤ Friend ?

          The word makes a confused expression crawl onto the child's face. He ------ doesn't have any friends, does he ? In fact, he's almost CERTAIN that he'd be the first to die in this ' Killing World ' that had been made for them. He's not important to anyone, right ?

          & then he looks down; cerulean hues staring upon the plush toy in his arms. That's right. This toy was his only friend. His only lifeline & most likely ------ the only means he had for keeping SANE in this place.

          ' U-Um ------- this is Fredbear. '

          He speaks; daring to move the bear away from his chest & raising it up for the woman to get a BETTER look. 

          ' H-He's helped me a lot -----           h-he's one of my only friends           actually ------ '

          ' U-Um ----- w-wait ---- s-sorry           ----- m-my name's Riley. '

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   With how small the approaching child is and how entrenched in thought Afremov is, the artist almost doesn’t notice when they wandered close enough to address him. Almost. He’s not that oblivious - certainly not here. 

   His gaze moves down to the meet Riley’s curious look before he glances down briefly at himself, as if he could somehow forget what he himself looks like. “These…?” Of course, what else would they be asking about? 

   “Er… no, I’m not an alien.” Despite himself and the situation, the inquiry actually pulls an amused huff from him. Leave it to children to find the wonder in a prickly situation somehow. “I did draw these, yes, and then someone else put them on me. They’re tattoos.” Oddly enough, his mood managed to lift at least a little while talking about something so ingrained in him as a person. He could probably talk all day about his profession. “Think of them like permanent drawings.” 

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          ' Tattoos ? '

｡･:*:･ﾟ ♡ .｡･:*:･ﾟ ❤   The word was foreign to the little boy; a lot of the ' big ' words of the English language were ------ but what was one to expect ? He looked like he was about the age to start school ( ------ if he had even started yet ). Of course he wasn't going to know anything ! Yet his eyes were wide with WONDER as he stands on the tips of his toes to study the tattoos. The designs were so detailed & so intricate ! He could never do something like that !

          ' They look really, really cool ! ' 

          The tone is of admiration as he grins at the man. In that moment, the fear & the paranoia that had such a tight grip on his mind seemed to loosen in the slightest bit. How SILLY was it that something as simple as drawings could make someone feel so much better !

          ' How did you guys do it ?           Is it marker ? '

          ' Because sometimes when I           draw, I get marker on my hands           ------ but it comes off ! Do you           draw the pretty designs on every           day ? '

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“I hope that’s the case.” The brunette responded to the child. She looked down at her hands for a moment before looking back at him. “What’s your name?” She asked, kneeling down to be eye level with him.

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          ' Um ------ m-my name           is Riley ------ '

          ' B-But ------ I-I tried to put my           name in those ------ little Handunit           thingies Circus Baby gave us ------           it keeps calling me Chicken Nugget !           D-Do you think you can fix that ? '

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                The rabbit smiled, wobbling as it attempted to keep its balance. Walking was such a bother! But it’d do as best as it could in this situation. Surely their warden was a powerful being in order to contain it here, moreso without the use of its powers.

                 “I can’t float.” Its answer was simple, without even an ounce of deceit, as if it were simply discussing the weather. Even as it took another hesitant step, it added, “I’ve never walked on my feet before. It’s…hard.”

                 It took another step before deciding to lean against the wall, frowning at its feet. So difficult! Perhaps the child could have a use after all…

                 “How do you walk so easily?”

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｡･:*:･ﾟ ♡ .｡･:*:･ﾟ ❤   There's a worried look upon his face as he stares at the ----- animatronic ( ------ ? ) upon the floor. What was he supposed to do about this situation ? Help it walk upon it's own two feet ? Was he even big enough to be of ANY use ?

          When the other asks how he walked so easily; the child's concerns look becomes that of CONFUSION. How ----- how did he walk ? It's just something he learned on his own, right ?

          ' I ------ I just learned it ? '

          He sat down next to the animatronic; holding still before he pushes himself off the ground slowly & stands up.

          ' Like this ! & then ------- '

          With that, he moves his legs FORWARD; taking a few baby steps for the animatronic to see.

          ' You walk like this ! '

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