the-cry1ng-child

[the-cry1ng-child]

"you're quiet tonight....what are you thinking?"

@golden5th

"I d-don't know.. Just trying to.. to r-remember things.." He didn't really remember his past, everything was blurry before his death. Even faces.

(I've returned to this account)

[the-cry1ng-child]

🕯️ - @yellow-bunny-ears :)

(Whoops forgot to check this account and it accidentally made me post early so I couldnt add a lot 🥲)

As for past C.C/Evan, he likes his father and enjoys being around him! Much better than Michael who always mean to him.

[the-cry1ng-child]

send me 🕯️to hear my character's inner thoughts about your character.

[the-cry1ng-child]

(FAITH is such a peak game 🙏)

(Oh em gee FAITH mentioned :O I didn't know there were roleplay blogs for it on here //OOC)

Yes, hello, it is I, John Ward from Faith.

[the-cry1ng-child]

Evan definitely wasn't a social child, so being away from the other children was something he liked. Less of chance of someone being mean or too loud, he also didn't want someone taking his Fredbear plush. After all, Fredbear was his best friend! People could find their own plushies..

After the comment, he quickly swallowed down his pizza before speaking. "Oops.." He spoke quietly, he did have a tendency to talk with his mouth open. Which was fairly common among other children, he'd even seen Michael do it before.

His eyes lit up. "Yeah yeah I wanna soda!! I'm thirsty too." Immediately, he was excited and full of energy once more, hopping up from the table as he snatched his plush up by its arm so he wouldn't lose it. Evan was for sure a fan of anything surgery and sweet, one of the only things he liked about Halloween was the free candy, everything else was creepy. Easter wasn't bad either! No scary costumes for the most part and another ‘candy holiday’. Soda wise, he usually liked Fanta or Sprite. That's what he'd always request anytime he and his siblings were aloud to have it anyways.

@yellow-bunny-ears

It was a Saturday, and young Evan was accompanying his dad at the restaurant that day. His children spent a lot of time at work with him; it was practically their second home. Maybe even more like their first home, at this point. The only problem was that, for some reason, his little boy was *terrified* of the animatronics.

William eventually found Evan seemingly hiding under a table, clutching his trusty Fredbear plushie in his arms. The boy’s father sighed softly, and made a little noise of discomfort as he got down to his son’s level on the ground.

“Evan,” his voice was calm, “what’re you doing? It’s quite alright, dear.”

((Sorry for the long starter haha, I had a vision :’) ))

He was talking quietly with his plushie, his best friend. He brought him anywhere, even if he didn't like the animatronics. Plushies were okay, they weren't scary. But Fredbear was the only one he considered a friend. The plush was there for him.

He heard something and quickly looked over, prepared to bolt out the other side of the table, expecting it to be Michael and his friends. Once he saw it was his father, he relaxed a little looking back down at the plush he held. "I'm h-hiding.. So they can't find me." He whispered, making sure he kept a quiet tone. If he hid, the animatronics couldn't see him and Michael couldn't bother him.

(It's okay dw!! I'll try to respond the best I can!)

[the-cry1ng-child]

He shrugged his shoulders. "I don't know. "

@stringed-daughter

Charlie's spirit hugged evan

"anybody hurts him ..."...

She covered his ears

"I'll rip your spine through your mouth and turn it into a bow"

He hugged Charlie back, a small smile appearing on his face.

(Sorry for responding late I don't use this account a lot.)

[the-cry1ng-child]

(AWWW !! I heard this audio before and immediately made think of him 🥹)

[the-cry1ng-child]

Evan happily followed, briefly glancing over at the stage. Making sure that those animatronics were on the stage and not roaming around, just in case they followed him. He was convinced the animatronics were out to get him. Some girl with pigtails had told him they came to life at night and when you died they'd hide your body, just some dumb tale that children spread to scare each other, like the Boogeyman. He didn't know the girl's name, but he saw her around the neighborhood sometimes or hanging around here. Her words terrified him, luckily she wasn't here today.

He quietly ate his pizza, Fredbear plushie sat beside him. That stitched smile stuck on his face, much like the other toys. He made sure to 'share' his pizza with his plush best friend. In his mind, the bear's favorite food was also pizza. Just like him! He did like a lot of foods, besides mushrooms. Because they tasted weird and looked yucky. He looked up from his pizza.

"Cheesy..!" He said through mouth full of pizza, he was comfortable now. Away from those creepy robots, here was safe.

@yellow-bunny-ears

It was a Saturday, and young Evan was accompanying his dad at the restaurant that day. His children spent a lot of time at work with him; it was practically their second home. Maybe even more like their first home, at this point. The only problem was that, for some reason, his little boy was *terrified* of the animatronics.

William eventually found Evan seemingly hiding under a table, clutching his trusty Fredbear plushie in his arms. The boy’s father sighed softly, and made a little noise of discomfort as he got down to his son’s level on the ground.

“Evan,” his voice was calm, “what’re you doing? It’s quite alright, dear.”

((Sorry for the long starter haha, I had a vision :’) ))

He was talking quietly with his plushie, his best friend. He brought him anywhere, even if he didn't like the animatronics. Plushies were okay, they weren't scary. But Fredbear was the only one he considered a friend. The plush was there for him.

He heard something and quickly looked over, prepared to bolt out the other side of the table, expecting it to be Michael and his friends. Once he saw it was his father, he relaxed a little looking back down at the plush he held. "I'm h-hiding.. So they can't find me." He whispered, making sure he kept a quiet tone. If he hid, the animatronics couldn't see him and Michael couldn't bother him.

(It's okay dw!! I'll try to respond the best I can!)

[the-cry1ng-child]

He hugged her back. "Yeah!!"

@stringed-daughter

Charlie's spirit hugged evan

"anybody hurts him ..."...

She covered his ears

"I'll rip your spine through your mouth and turn it into a bow"

He hugged Charlie back, a small smile appearing on his face.

(Sorry for responding late I don't use this account a lot.)

[the-cry1ng-child]

"Hmm.." He thought for a moment. "I want pizza! Or.. Or chicken!" He was pretty indecisive, he had a few favorite foods.

It's evan

Back when he was young....

Regret seems to fill Will's eyes

A parent who feels they failed their kid.

But this Evan,he looks so innocent. So happy. It's incredible....

"Are.. Are you okay?" He was confused.

[the-cry1ng-child]

headless 🫵

He frowned.

[the-cry1ng-child]

Evan nodded, he was hopeful Michael would actually listen. Instead of just repeating the same cycle again.

"Oh, okay!!" He smiled a little, he probably had eaten lunch not long ago so wasn't too hungry. Though dinner was probably about an hour or so away.

It's evan

Back when he was young....

Regret seems to fill Will's eyes

A parent who feels they failed their kid.

But this Evan,he looks so innocent. So happy. It's incredible....

"Are.. Are you okay?" He was confused.

[the-cry1ng-child]

"..How?" Evan was confused, how could this person help them or help him. It wasn't like they could leave, otherwise they would've a long time ago.

A man walks through the old pizzeria, he heard a legend that a child haunted this place, but he wanted to help them.*

"Hello! I know you're around here. Could you give me a sign"

He heard footsteps and got to his feet, quietly walking across the floor, his footsteps light and seemingly weightless. Walking to the edge of the room, he poked his head out the doorway, scanning the dark hallway. After a moment he quickly ducked back into the room, a stranger was here.. The boy became slightly nervous, he kept silent.

[the-cry1ng-child]

His face scrunched up in slight confusion. He hadn't ever thought of somebody scaring Michael. "Scare him?" He titled his head, could Michael get scared? He'd never seen Michael scared before. Either way, maybe this would work? Maybe it would stop Michael from scaring him.

It's evan

Back when he was young....

Regret seems to fill Will's eyes

A parent who feels they failed their kid.

But this Evan,he looks so innocent. So happy. It's incredible....

"Are.. Are you okay?" He was confused.

[the-cry1ng-child]

The boys face shifted to confusion, a super hero? He couldn't remember any in particular he knew about, though he had heard one of the other children here talk about them before. CC noticed him getting closer and quickly scooted back a little. "Wh-what do you want..?"

A man walks through the old pizzeria, he heard a legend that a child haunted this place, but he wanted to help them.*

"Hello! I know you're around here. Could you give me a sign"

He heard footsteps and got to his feet, quietly walking across the floor, his footsteps light and seemingly weightless. Walking to the edge of the room, he poked his head out the doorway, scanning the dark hallway. After a moment he quickly ducked back into the room, a stranger was here.. The boy became slightly nervous, he kept silent.

[the-cry1ng-child]

"Michael's still mean to me.." Evan frowned a little, he didn't get why Michael always chose to pick on him. Especially why Michael's friends would whenever they came over. He didn't like them that much, since they were mean too. Were teens all that cruel?

He wondered, would Michael listen? He never seemed too. Anytime someone told him off, he was right back at it the next day. "I hope he listens.."

It's evan

Back when he was young....

Regret seems to fill Will's eyes

A parent who feels they failed their kid.

But this Evan,he looks so innocent. So happy. It's incredible....

"Are.. Are you okay?" He was confused.

[the-cry1ng-child]

CC observed him, then decided to ask his own question. "Who.. Are..you?" He asked quietly.

A man walks through the old pizzeria, he heard a legend that a child haunted this place, but he wanted to help them.*

"Hello! I know you're around here. Could you give me a sign"

He heard footsteps and got to his feet, quietly walking across the floor, his footsteps light and seemingly weightless. Walking to the edge of the room, he poked his head out the doorway, scanning the dark hallway. After a moment he quickly ducked back into the room, a stranger was here.. The boy became slightly nervous, he kept silent.