Anna Fox Ch11Anna fox chapter 11: Gary's end ? Part 2-Gary's Pov-I took several deep breaths trying to calm down I looked at the monitor again 55% power Chica was still in the window I checked the left door Bonnie was gone. I sighed somewhat in relief but I knew it wasn't time to relax just yet flicking through the camera's I almost screamed when I saw the cold eyes of Golden Freddy on the stage.-No one's Pov-Golden Freddy stood on the stage as he looked into the camera with his soulless cold eyes he smiled a sick twisted smile showing rows of jagged teeth inside of his jaw. Gary paled at what he saw but didn't let the Golden Freddy distract him as he disappeared from sight,he blinked wondering where the robot had went too. Anna was no longer at her ship as she was now in the cove he couldn't quite see her because of the curtain but he knew.Anna could see foxy starting to wake up from his sleep his eye opened as he whirred silently to life he
Blood sport Round 1: Damien vs Cryi.Damien sighed looking around,bot-43 suddenly beeped startling Damien a little bit he turned to the bot white eyes a little confused behind his bandanna. "Okay,what is it this time?" he asked tilting his head,Bot-43 took a moment to respond. "First round has begun sir,press the button and you'll be teleported to your area where hopefully you'll find your opponent sir." said bot-43 in his monotone voice, Damien sighed,"Well..this is going to be fun,or not" he said as he pressed the button instantly he was teleported deeper into the desert sand was everywhere. "Well more sand brilliant,fucking brilliant" he said sarcastically as he checked his surroundings he turned to the bot."Any information you can give me bot?" he asked bot-43 sighed and showed Damien basic information. "hmm not sneaky huh..long range,female.. vortian?,I think I can work with that. Though I don't like the idea of hitting a girl you know, but if they're going to kill me" he said checking his surroundings again before
(Audition) Damien Blood sport start.Watching his opponent charge at him swinging a right hook Damien grabbed his opponents fist pulling them forward he brought up a knee, kneeing his opponent in the chest knocking the wind out of them he flipped them slamming them onto the rink floor and pinning them to the ground. The bell dinged for the third time signalling the round was over and Damien was the victor he got up and walked out of the rink stepping out as he looked around at all the other fighters and shook his head. going up the the almost disused bathrooms he quickly washed up before quickly getting out of there.Deciding it was safe to just go to his safer more secure house he made his way to the exit of the illegal fighting rink and out the alley passing by numerous thug like irkens and other species. He rolled his eyes at them and they're stupid remarks as he walked towards his safe house the wind picked up blowing papers and different fliers about, one hit Damien in the face and he growled ripping it off his face
Dax bioFull name: Daxine Marin Key.Name: Dax key.Age: 28Birthday: August 28thGender/Species: Hermaphrodite Irken. but Classes as Male.Relationship status: ComplicatedSexual Orientation: BisexualHeight: 6'0Weight: AverageOccupation: Mechanic/Engineer Hover board hobbyist.Body type: muscled and toned.Scars: nine scattered on his chest and near his plates. underneath is mangled burnt flesh and his left arm is none existent. left eye is basically almost dead/blind with little life in it without the help of the metal plate or green lens he probably wouldn't be able to do his job correctly.Tattoo's: NoneEye colour: Dark blueSkin colour: Light greenish.Likes/interests: Almost all fruit,Hover boarding,mechanics,Drawing,Music,dancing (sometimes),sweet things, his favourite colours are dark blue,silver,red,black and white.Dislikes/hates: Melons,watermelon,lemons,squid,octopus,his hydraulics locking up,people making fun of him,sour things,too vibrant colours.Parents: UnknownSiblings: n
Tori Bio Real name: Tori Elizabeth SnowName: Tori snowAge: 60 (looks younger)currently: Deceased at 67 (suicide method: shot herself in the head)Birthday: April 20thSpecies: IrkenGender: FemaleRelationship status: complicated.Sexual Orientation: StraightHeight: 6'4Weight: normal.Body type: Kinda tall lithe,thin but not too thin or chubby,is strong despite her age she still looks beautiful.Scars: one on her right leg.Tattoo's: One on her upper arm of a pair of cherries with 'Lucky sweet cherry' underneath it,also has a vine tattoo on her right side.Personality: sweet,can be serious,is kind hearted,a little crazy,all over a caring grandma figure.Likes/Interests: Gardening,cherry blossom trees,apples,cherries,leather,riding her bike,smoking vapour cigarettes,drinking,Red apple wine and whiskey are her favourite drinks she normally likes half of each in a wine glass,Playing cards,roses,orchids,lilies,Tulips,and White chrysanthemums are her favourite,the colours red,black and purple a
Damien Bio.Full name: Damien Casidy Silver.Name: Damien SilverAge: 32Birthday: September 30thGender/Species: Male VortianSexual Orientation: BisexualRelationship status: Single divorced.Love interest: Rhinestone (who belongs to samwolf3974) but it's currently complicated :3Height: 6′12Weight: AverageBody type: muscled and toned.Scars: many but here Damien Four on his left arm six on his right,three on his chest one on the left side of his neck one over his right eye and one just below on his jar and another scar over his other eye going across,and three on his back. (not visible)Tattoo's: One on his left arm of a scarred scull.Markings: Purple markings on his body can be seen on his reference.Eye colour: WhiteSkin colour: Dark greyBlood colour: Light grey/SilverLikes/interests: Fighting,games,walks,working out,drawing,listening to music,dancing,drinking,his shot gun.Dislikes/hates: stuck up people,his ex-wife
HumanDying sun and the birth of the moon.Foxes playing in the snow and ancient memories.Receiving presents and getting drunk in the daylight.Useless criticism and sad songs.White weddings and pale funerals.Kind words and happy endings.Heartbreak, success, failure, death and happiness.A good book and life in general.Simple things like that can make you cry.And that's okay.You're not made of stone and iron,you're not a cold, heartless machine...You're just human.And that's more than okay.
I Ship UsI can not measure our lovein words, but in how tightwe hug when we finallysee each other again. Thereis starshine in your smileand I could swear that youare Aurora, wreathed inbeauty, but with less sleepingand more ass-kicking.You are kind and selfless,a true paragon of loveand a goddess of all thingsgood. where most have blood,you have eternal love.all the light in the worldis simply not enoughto express the lightyour friendship andlove bring to me.Passion and excitementexude from everythingthat you do and you pouryour heart into; everything youmake, everything you touch.When we first met, there wasn'ta doubt in my mind that Ihad found one of my soulmates,someone who could laughover puns and obsess overpokemon, someone who wouldn'tjudge me on anything I'd done.A kind soul that is therefor all to see. One that hasbeen scarred and one Iwish to protect. Everythingyou do becomes bettersimply by your being there.You are the reason I believein friends b
Disappearing Piece By PieceClosed doors.Locked doors.Memories in scars.Tears that fall unheeded,and wishes from afar.Disappear, oh Disappear.Voices in my head,I cannot entertain you.I cannot end up dead.You know that I won't stay forever,so you up the Pain.I still don't understand you,though I know what you seek to gain.You cannot have my body,it's under my control...and though you whittle away the pieces,and I'm no longer whole...I'm stronger than you think me,stronger than I know.I hurt!I hurt!Damn you Shadows!I do not want to go!I want to stay,I want to see!Please, oh please...just no!
Ocean's TouchThere is this strange comfortof being weightless in the sea.Just floating there alone and undisturbed,with your eyes closed and your mind at ease.The smell of the ocean grounds you and relaxes youwhile the gentle waves stroke your sensitive skin.You feel safe and the options and life choicesno longer torture your brain.You feel free, calm and sanefor that little period of time when nothing matters,the pressure is gone and everything is fine.The ocean's touch lingers on your exposed skin,not like a lover, but a healer.
Just A GirlShe just a broken girl thatpours her secrets into the nightin the form of melodies andthe fire that burns so bright.She's just a naive girl thatwrites random heartbreaking art andtries to keep her heart fromfalling apart.She's just a girl thattries so hard to survive in the worldfilled with two-faced people andendless inner wars that keep on burning..
i am too much and yet not enough.i.)she tells me i havethe heart of a mouse,put your ear againstmy ribs and hear thetrapped hummingbirdscrying to escape. today,my wings are slashed. thisis nothing unusual, thisis nothing different exceptit's a Tuesday and ipromised to cry onlyMondays and Thursdays.(its a good thing we both knowi only keep half my promises)ii.)we do not speak about it. but,neither do we pretend it'snot there - something tobe ignored and overlooked. sheacknowledges, salutes andmoves on; she's a soldierthat refuses to fight andi think i am glad of this.(learning to be peaceful after alifetime of war is slow going,but we're getting there.)iii.)sorry is a forbiddenword in this house. sometimesi forget this andapologise for taking upthe air. sometimes sheforgets this and apologisesfor taking up the space. onthese days, we sip blacktea whilst i thread myfingers through her hair andread. it never matters what,she just likes to hear myvoice and words take u
speak up before it's too lateit saddens me deeplyhow the differencebetween making your lifeand taking your lifeis a single letterremember the importanceof words-speak up before it's too late
Gentle EdgesDarling..be gentle with my edges,they may be sharp and rough,but they are a big part of methat made me strong when I was weak.
Goodbye, My Best StrangerThe worst way to lose a friend,Is when they become a stranger.Where they were the person who was holding your handAnd keeping you from falling off of the cliff.But they finally let goAnd as you fall away,You can see their face get smaller and smallerUntil you hit the ground and your mind goes blank.I liked the way we depended on each other.Like I wasn’t the only one who enjoyed your companyBut you liked me too.I liked the way you talked about stars.As a kid who has a bad sense of gravity,I thought you were one for a while.You definitely were as bright as a sun,And you were holding me in place,Keeping me from drifting into space.Now whenever we talk it makes me even lonelier.We were such good friends.I want you here with meAnd the miles between us are like weights on my chestThey’re crushing my lungs.But now we just make small talkThe pieces fall at our feet.The words used to fit together so perfectlyTalking to you never was a puzzle.Words came as n