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dog planning an evil plan
Red guy is sleepy.
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Red guy running.
titan
"wanna play? =)" animation
@-AverageTrash-
by:
Shattered-Neon 
212
212
09.05.2019
74 comments
-AverageTrash-
09.05.2019 19:27
Linkches
Shattered-Neon[OP]
09.05.2019 19:28
LinkIspenttimeonthisbutidkwhy
Theme?
-AverageTrash-
09.05.2019 19:29
LinkH M M M M M
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fnaf?
Shattered-Neon[OP]
09.05.2019 19:32
LinkO k e y
Ima be Toast and Twist.
-AverageTrash-
09.05.2019 19:33
LinkI'll be Ani!Streak and NA!Streak
Shattered-Neon[OP]
09.05.2019 19:34
LinkOki doki
Starts
Mes
-AverageTrash-
09.05.2019 19:34
Linko k
Start
-Twist was fixing a rip in her black hoodie, with Toast on her lap-
Twist: *she was humming, her hoodie off, nothing underneath, apart from a few old bandages*
Toast: *he was half asleep, purring*
NA!Streak: *Walks out a room with oil on his hands* "... Nothinghappenedhush-"
Twist: Pervert. Read the sign on the friggin door...
Toast: *he jumps down and walks to the door* .... What does ‘ go way pedo’s’ mean?
Twist: I can’t write. I’m thick. *she puts on her half mended hoodie*
NA!Streak: “Does being stuck in an animatronic suit and starving to death whilst you bleed out slowly count as mental trauma?”
Twist: Yeah, probably.... *she brings a phone out of her pocket* I’ve got a helpline if ya need it *she grins*
NA!Streak: “... Ah yes hello, I sorta died. Congrats, I’ll sound like more of a retard than I usually do.”
Twist: *she puts the phone on speaker* Hey, Ghost? Are you dead?
Ghost: Twist, course I am. Have you hit your head against the floor again? I friggin told ya to wash the blood off you’re floor. Oh, and move the body.
Ghost: .... yeah don’t trust Twist. *she comes out of the phone* Not sure if you can trust me either, but eh, you decide.
Twist: ... shit you frazzled my phone.
Twist: I don’t smoke, and if you were tryina burn me.... *she looks at her hand* You succeeded *she smiles again*
Twist: Eh... *she picks Toast up*
Toast:.... *licks her cheek*
NA!Streak: “Anyways... I’ll just g o n o w-“ *He pulls out a baseball bat from behind his and slung it over his shoulder whilst walking off*
Ghost: If ya don’t mind... *she hovers through a wall*
Twist: .... *she takes off her hoodie, going back to fix it*
NA!Streak: “...” *He walks into another room, you hear him break something and shout something unaudibale*
NA!Streak: *He walks out of the room, battered with oil spilling from him*
NA!Streak: *He says it under his breath like he was trying to make himself believe he was ok*
Twist: Itll do... *she gets up, lifting Toast onto her shoulder*