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whoops, sorry for my absence. holiday season kind of took over for a while.

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             So, maybe becoming a demon wasn't              exactly on his bucket list, but he certainly              couldn't deny the offer given to him when              visiting Hell. Getting humans to kill themselves              was much better than being an escort of              Hell. Thus, he took up the offer.              Yet, when he arrived, a blank expression              was visible on the man's face. If anything              it was to hide his mild confusion.

                            “He did, yes. I'm assuming he sent you                               up here as well?”

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Alright, another human to pester and torment! Maybe this one’ll be easier than the last. Not that the green eyed demon would mind much. It wouldn’t make the job any less fun!

Wait. Wait—

—another demon was coming into view. He immediately stopped floating and huffed, watching the other with curious eyes.

"Did the guy downstairs send you up here?"

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             the response he was given wasn't very              unexpected. vincent was positive anyone              else would say the same, albeit maybe              they would have a cleaner mouth. but              that didn't sway the killer. why would it?              he'd heard worse from inmates before              he was put to death by those damn needles.

                            “ now where would be the fun in that? ”

       ◄╳► curiosity  was  such an inane emotion. most                     people, for  [ some reason ],  tended to let it                     grow ; to nurture it,  to  the  point  where they                     practically ALLOW  it  to  control them. ( an                     example of a victim being this one. )   but, if                     you  knew  mike schmidt,  you’d  know  how                      m a n y times he’s avoided that trap.  which                     was why  it  pissed him  off  so much. so, in                     short: he’s giving zero fucks about this guy                                      who’s being creepy as fuck.                                          ❝ oh? well, i’m curious on whether                                or not you’re gonna leave me the fuck alone. ❞

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                            “I have no reason to make fun of you. Friends                               don't do that to one another, after all.”              The situation seemed too easy. If              he had known Toy Chica was so              easily fooled in the past, he would've              dared to draw closer if not for his              record when he was alive. In fact,              it was rather fun messing with her.

    ❤→「I..I umm..」

    ❤→「Oh my god!!! I dont know! I umm…I think it would be ok…TO be my friend…Aaaahh..」

She blushed, she finally burst. This man was turning her blush tube up. She tried to pick herself up together. But distracted by that handsome being in front of her.

    ❤→「D-Don’t make fun of meee!!」

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             there was nothing for him to do at the              pizzeria. the animatronics held a hostile              tone and the children didn't seem to like              his company. so, he knew he had to extend              his limits-- and his limits led him to a              familiar figure: one of the night guards.              he silently trailed behind him, curious              of his life outside of his job, and he only              paused when being addressed.

                            “ i'm observing you; i'm curious. ”

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             Vincent's usual smile remained on              his features as he heard the response.              If anything, it was to hide surprise. Any              other animatronic probably would've              turned him down, trusting their instincts.              But Toy Chica? It would be like taking              candy from a baby.

                            “You can trust me. I'm just a lonesome                               spirit, slain by evil. What would I do                               to harm you anyhow, hm?”

    ❤→「Y-You…My friend? But…Are you telling me the truth? Or…」

Chica became a nervous wreck. Hes handsome. Not in a good way but a bad way. She doesn’t seem to trust him but yet, his voice being romantically deep and smooth, she mentally swoons over his ways. His body is perfect like the answers that he have for anything. She couldn’t take her mind and she shook her head to get them off.

    ❤→「Look…I don’t know if I should truly trust you to be my ‘friend’ but…」

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             The panic, the f e a r was wonderful--              amusing. It reminded him of just how              much fun it was to strike down children              when he was still alive. He was never              caught (until getting ratted out by his              supposed 'friend') and he was free to              continue to do what he loved.

                            “Am I not allowed to go where I please,                               sweetheart? I just missed having fun                               here in the pizzeria.”              Vincent's words were smooth as usual,              albeit they were as cold as his heart--              even if it was no longer beating. As he              spoke however, he inched forward at              a slow pace, hands folded behind his              back.

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Oh…. no. You could almost see the panic in the ghost’s wide eyes when she caught sight of the purple man. Angela’s breathing sped up, and if she had a hearbeat it would be off the charts. She backed away quickly, hitting a wall in no time. "What do you want? What are you doing here?" She snapped, trying to sound braver than she felt and trying to ignore the fuzzy spots around the corners of her vision that often served as a warning that a flashback was coming on.

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AU Where Vincent has no visible pupils because he’s blind. I shoved that into the Scripted AU cause y’know, supportive Scott.

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             It was far from difficult to recognize              the animatronic before him. After all,              Vincent always did enjoy the company              of the animatronics, and the same              went for Toy Chica. Yet, as soon as              he saw her back up with a hiss, he              shifted forward, keeping the same              distance between them.

                            “A threat? No, I'm just a night guard.                               Or, at least I was. I just want to be                               your friend, Chica.”

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  >reads prologue of game of thrones   >a lordling is already murdered brutally

welp.

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vince isn't working with replies so, if we're mutuals && you still want to talk, you can ask for my skype. i'll be on there until vince cooperates.

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Send me a ¥ and a command and my muse has to obey.

Take advantage of this…….

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All the starter sentences I could find, alphabetized.

"Are you crazy?”

"Are you even listening to me?"

"Are you even listening to yourself?"

"Are you sure you know what you’re doing?”

"Are you threatening me?"

"Be mine."

"Do I know you?"

"Do you love me?"

"Do you remember this?"

"Do you trust me?"

"Don’t go."

"Don’t let me die"

"Don’t look at me like that."

"Don’t make me beg.”

"Don’t you dare come near me!"

"Don’t you dare."

"Explain yourself."

"For you, I would _____"

"Give it back."

"Give me another chance."

"Have you ever even done this before?"

"How drunk are you right now?"

"I already regret this."

"I am not wearing that.”

"I can’t believe you missed that."

"I can’t do this anymore."

"I can’t even look at you."

"I could kill you!"

"I dare you." or "I dare you to _____."

"I don’t want to look at you right now.”

"I guess this is goodbye.”

"I hate you."

"I have to go."

"I know your secret.”

"I love you, but I really wish I didn’t.”

"I love you."

"I miss you so very much."

"I missed you."

"I owe you."

"I think I broke it."

"I think I’m falling in love with you. "

"I think I’m forgetting something."

"I think it’s broken.”

"I trust you."

"I want to be yours."

"I want to try this thing I read in a book.”

"I’m bad for you.”

"I’m dying."

"I’m going to be sick."

"I’m not speaking to you anymore."

"Just leave me alone."

"Just let me die."

"Just relax."

"Kiss me."

"Make me."

"Marry me?"

"Never again."

"Put. The. Weapon. Down."

"Shut up and listen."

"Take responsibility."

"That isn’t mine."

"That looked easier on TV."

"That sounds painful."

"That was a bad plan."

"That’s mine!”

"They’re coming.”

"This seems familiar."

"This stays between us."

"Truth hurts, don’t it?"

"Want to hear a secret?"

"We need to talk."

"We’re moving too fast.”

"Well that was unexpected."

"What are we doing here?"

"What are you afraid of?"

"What are you touching?"

"What are you?"

"What do you need?"

"What happened to you?"

"What have I done this time?"

"What if someone catches us?”

"What sort of noise was that?”

"What the hell do you think you’re doing?"

"What were you thinking?"

"Where are my clothes?"

"Where did you find this?"

"Where do you even find this sort of thing?”

"Where were you?"

"Who’d have guessed you could pull such a face?”

"Why are you wearing that?"

"Why yes, I am as think as you drunk I am."

"You could have died!”

"You could have killed someone!"

"You coward."

"You don’t need to be so gentle.”

"You drive me crazy!"

"You lied to me!"

"You mean everything to me."

"You owe me."

"You’re all out of ____."

"You’re an idiot.”

"You’re bad for me.”

"You’re dead to me."

"You’re pregnant and It’s mine"

"You’re really good at this…”

"You’re so weird."

"You’re under arrest."

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             As soon as the words reached              his ears, Vincent grew wary of              the boy. There had to be a way              to be 'friends' with him.

                            “Others seem to have accepted me;                                why can't you?”

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Edward looked at him, grumbling quietly, “I know who you are, and I highly doubt that.” 

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             So much for that approach. He              was quick to duck under the flying              shoe, soon moving to stand behind              the blond.

                            “Why? I won't hurt you...”

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"Motherfucker, get out." He throw his shoe at Vincent, checking the cameras quickly and winding up the musicbox.

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                            “He's rejecting me as badly as you were                               bit.”

"That’s funny, I thought you did. Or is Phone Guy still rejecting you?"