Ray BioReal Name: Rayini (r-ay-in-ee)
Sexual orientation: Bi but could be considered Gay.
Relationship status: Taken by Zin
Eye colour: Dark Purple
skin colour: Light green
Human Birthday: June 14th
Tattoos: one on his lower back.
Scars: one on his left leg
occupation: Manager to Razikiali aka Raz/Chef for Raz
Friends: Raz,Yan and a few others.
Height: 5ft 6in
Likes: Reading,Writing,listening to music,talking long walks,stargazing,Irken soda,Gum,chocolate and Apples,Cooking.
Dislikes: People who are full of themselves eg: Jerks,Assholes Ect,Idiots,people who judge others.
fears: loosing the people he cares about the most.
basic personality: Kind,Caring,Stubborn,shy at times,level headed,calm though has a bad temper if you push the right buttons but otherwise remains neutral about things.
other information: Ray used to be in a gang hence the tattoo and scar.
Siblings: none that he really knows of but he thinks he might have a younger sister somewhere or an
Anna fox the Side story...?Hi guys..
guess what I've been thinking of doing a side story for my ever growing Anna fox and I want your anamatronic Fc's to be a Part of it and who knows I might even let one of you in one of the chapters too. :'D
I'm doing this cause I'm approaching my 3yrs on Fanfiction (November 15th)
So.. Please comment below with the following.
Name of Animatronic:
Karma: (Very Good,Good,Neutral,Bad,Evil,Very Evil)
Starting location: (storage,stage,hallway,backstage,office,Anna's ship,Arcade.)
Active at: (example 2am-6am,or 1am-4am)
Locations they switch too (name a max of 3 )
(Also I would like if you wrote your own replies to whatever Anna,Foxy or gary say so I'll be writing up a draft but tell me where you want to be in the story? like at the start in the middle or near the end,I will be choosing one for the start one for the middle and one for the end )
(also IF your animatronic wants to work for Golden freddy,Freddy or chica or bonnie do say)
Nightmare ship Chapter 13 Part 4/4 Crystal didn't know how long she was out for,nor what had happened over the time she was passed out,but when she woke up in an unknown place she was afraid. she fiddled with her necklace the string had seen better days.
she looked over seeing raven asleep in a chair near by the dark circles under his eyes showed how little he slept,and how much time he stayed awake clearly the exhaustion had overwhelmed him,crystal decided not to say anything rather than falling back asleep she got up.
walking over the the sleeping boy she gently moved him,raven was light but still somewhat heavy as she shifted him from the chair to the bed which she had vacated,raven muttered something in his sleep. it was hard to make out at first but it sounded something like nightmares and ships,the rest was intangible as she couldn't figure out what he was saying.
crystal sighed and tried to put raven down but he subconsciously held on to crystal,she let out a frustrated sigh finally giving in she laid herself dow
An unexpected interview..It was cold,not that gold didn't mind of course growing up where it was fairly hot the heat didn't seem to bother him nor did the cold in fact it could rain and gold wouldn't care.
It was a fairly normal day until he was practically dragged from his work by a drone and a high ranking one at that,gold was confused as to why he was being taken off somewhere he hadn't had the nerve to ask. It was a long trip from where he was to Irk knowing very well he actually had never spent much time on the planet as he was cast off.
Still as soon as they landed and gold was dragged out he had to ask,"What is going on,where are you taking me?." he asked voice deep and slightly rough. the drone looked at him before answering,"you've been chosen or rather your friend signed you up,and as for where I'm taking you you'll soon find out." the drone replied almost in a monotone voice.
Golds eyes narrowed at the drone,no way in hell was he going back to a prison that's for sure but stubborn as he was he
Golds bioName: Gold
Real name: Zivian Gold
Human birthday: October 4th
current job: Tattoo artist at an out of place tattoo parlour named Irk Inks
Eye colour: a dark goldish colour
Skin colour: Dark green
Sexual orientation: Bisexual
Relationship status: Single and unsure
Tattoos: one on left eye and one on his lower back.
where: 1 on his back and 2 on his shoulder.
likes: walking in the rain,scaring people,fighting,running,violence,listening to music,drawing.
dislikes: idiots,people who disturb him or pester him for long periods of time,too hot places.
fears: Small spaces,loud unexpected noises,fire.
Basic personality: Stubborn,A little cold hearted,kind when he wants to be,sarcastic,annoying at times.
Smeet: Zivain was original programmed to be a soldier but.. unfortunately due to his taste for blood and violence at such a young age he was rejected and sent to another planet,a planet with nothing but left over ruins and a hot
Clouds bioName: Cloud
Real name: Cloudarian cloud Rain
Human birthday: November 21st
Eye colour: Green
horn colour: Grey
Skin colour: Dark green
Love interest: None at the moment
Relationship status: Single
Crack Relationship status: Taken by Zark because screw everything
AU Relation ship status: Single
Straight,Bi,Gay: Bi though could be most likely Gay
Likes: Violence,Flowers,long walks,reading,being alone,quietness,chocolate,running,park our,playing tricks on people,watching others misery.
Dislikes: the colour pink,Idiots,Cheaters/losers,being in prison,people calling him weak and useless,small spaces,large crowds.
Basic personality: Stubborn,a little cold hearted,Rude,snarky,sarcastic.
Fears: small spaces,loud sudden noises,fire.
Back story: Cloud was an ordinary vortian until,he was imprisoned for unknown reasons, cloud thinks someone framed him though no matter how he tried the judges would always send him back into the dark damp cells.
for years Cloud
You are EverythingYou are amazing.
You are the smiling face,
That gave that kid
Better hope for this place.
You are the helping hand,
Even if you didn’t know it,
That helped everything turn out
Better than planned.
You are the voice
That helped someone
Make a vital choice.
You are the joke
That made them laugh
And gave them that stroke
Of happiness that they needed.
You are the bright eyes
That light the way,
A lantern of hope
Through the fog of lies.
You are their push towards
Their positive afterwards.
And you are far from worthless.
Are the most important person
In the world.
We are all characters
In someone else’s story.
That pivotal point,
That pushes them from misery,
And leads them to their glory.
I Will Love MyselfSilence was at my doorstep.
Rain fell from the storms of my eyes
and hit the cold earth of my cheeks.
Sunlight fell down my face
in gentle waves.
And blood tinted lips
smiled only slightly.
The gentle spring
that bloomed inside my chest
had begun to grow
and replace the winter
whose frost had held tightly
onto my heart.
Silence was welcome.
Tears were shed in joy.
Sunlight was here to warm
and blood to live.
This was it.
I had made it.
I know who I am.
Eat Something, PleaseIt's your fault, you know.
It's you who's spewing your guts into the toilet,
like powdery snow.
Every day you hit the bathroom floor,
grasp the porcelain rims,
and your vomit echo through the door.
I hate it! I hate it, more than anything in the world.
I wish you could just tape your mouth shut,
and your noises I could ignore.
It's all about you, and the agony you've been through,
but through your selfishness and saliva,
I hope you realize I suffer too.
I stay by your side when you treat me like crap.
When you scream at me and yell,
I've always had your back.
How I wish I could purge when life gets too tough,
I wish I could be weak like you,
but my strength is just too much.
How wonderful it would be, if you could take my place,
and when you saw your broken form,
then you would see the pathetic look on your face.
But “plop, plop, plop” your vomit continues to roar,
and through the repetitive screech,
how I wish I could slam the door.
I wish I had the strength to leave your
I Won't Let You Become Like MeI saw you fall to the floor.
Because you couldn’t take this anymore.
You laid there and said to me,
Through tears that fell from your eyes,
“Who cares if I were to die?”
Reminding me of those hundreds of times,
I’ve seen people bend and break.
I’ve gotten so used to smiles that are nothing more than fake.
I remembered standing by silently,
Watching everyone collapse around me.
Seeing bottles scattered around,
Broken glass covered the ground.
And I wondered to myself,
“Is he ever going to get better?”
And I watched you as you died,
Slowly tearing yourself apart from the inside.
Memories are still flickering,
Behind my eyes.
I suddenly remember my own cries,
For someone to save me.
Because I was so close to falling,
That the abyss seemed more inviting,
Than trying to hang on for a moment longer.
Because my arms were too tired,
To hold on.
I am back in reality,
Watching you fade away.
And I see myself,
And the countless other people I’ve wit
i'm cold, could you pass me a blanket?my kindergarten teacher
told me there were flowers in my soul.
too bad it's always autumn;
dead inside of me.
the garden is a crumbled heap,
and my heart suffocates
beneath the leaves.
untitled (broken records don't have names)my fingers flutter sunrise butterflies,
floating in the morning
as it breaks through the gloom
that came post-gloaming.
but i confess,
i have no grasp
on what to do with daylight
you were a drop of sunlight
reflected in my cloudy-sky eyes
eventually you became too
good for me, and i gave up
my waxed wings are still intact, but
my shoulders are too sore from
carrying this deadweight with an
obnoxious, obstinate heartbeat
and how are you faring this golden afternoon?
you will never answer and yet
my mind loops broken records,
asking as if you could hear.
light halos the plain beneath my feet
but i shy away from sunshine,
an icarus-inherited fear of falling
or just of
because we were supposed to
be something beautiful, something
worth falling for
(or you were, at least, and there is
no way to ask if you fell hard enough)
but shattered cds still lie on the floor
collecting the sunlight that i
don't know what to do with
because i can't spend it on you, anymore.
Falling Only Hurts When You Hit Rock BottomFalling is only terrifying,
When you see the ground.
It only hurts when you hit rock bottom.
But for the free fall,
You almost feel nothing at all….