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Five Nights At Freddy's - Night 0The following is a recorded video by the cameras of the establishment.
November 5th, 11h45' PM
Camera 1B, Dining Area
A man walks towards the owner.
Owner: Hello. Are you Mike Schmidt?
Man: Yes I am, sir.
Owner: So, you're the guy who accepted to come to work as a security officer, right? Come this way.
Camera 2A - West Hall
Two men are seen walking down the corridor.
Camera 2B - West Hall
The two men are seen walking down the corridor.
Camera 8 - Security Office
The two men entered the room.
Owner: This will be your office. You have a monitor here, to check on the cameras, and, if necessary, but only if necessary, you are allowed to close the doors on your left and right, using the buttons. You can also lighten up the outside of your door with the buttons below the "Door" ones.
Mike: Got it. Anything else I need to know?
Owner: No, this is everything. This being said, welcome to
Chapter 4"Goodbye, Akino-kun!"
Yumiko waved at him, as they took different paths.
Someone called for her.
"Kyone-chan!" Yumiko's face lightened up. They hugged.
"Yumiko-chan! Oh, how I missed you!" She said.
Kyone was a friend of Yumiko since they were little. They shared the same passion for drawing and video games, and when they could, they spent afternoons at Kyone's playing and drawing. She was tomboyish and wore the boys uniform, unlike all the other girls. Some boys mocked her and called her lesbian. She just punched them in the head and moved on.
She likes boys, but her way of dressing makes her somewhat vulnerable to those comments.
"Kyone-chan! So, now you're in this school too?" Yumiko's face couldn't control itself, and so, her smile seemed to be fade-less. "Oh, I'm so happy! I didn't see you in ages!"
"I'm very happy too! And you seem to be like butter, I couldn't find you. As soon as I know I was going to this school, I checked your timetable, and I look
Chapter 3The weeks passed.
Yumiko and Akino were working on their story, and they had already something they thought it was good.
The were writing about a poor girl that was very intelligent and that got a scholarship for a good and well known school. There, she met a boy that would become her boyfriend. At least, that was the plan.
"We're gonna do it like this: Her books fall to the ground and he helps her!" Yumiko growled.
*Sigh* Akino made.
"What if, she stumbles, and he catches her?"
They've been discussing some ideas, but non seem to please both of them.
All of a sudden...
"Time to go class, and don't forget to leave the room as you'd like to find it!"
They all rushed out of the classroom without giving anything about the room's condition. The teacher sighed.
"Can you help me...?"
Yumiko and Akino were still packing their stuff.
"Yes, we will help you, sensei."
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When they realized it was already time t
France x Reader Prom?
France x Reader
You sat in history class, bored out of your mind when you began to rummage through your bag. It was the usual, gum, pens, pencils, index cards, keys. Basically everything but a hammer and nails. But then there was something you weren't used to in the bag. Pulling it out, you soon discovered it was a tin Altoids mint box.
You blinked, completely confused as you don’t usually buy mints, nor would you keep them in your bag. So you opened the little silver, white, and green box. Inside were three red rose petals and on the top the word ‘prom?’ was written. You bit your lip as you knew who gave you this from the roses, and it of course was Francis. But sadly you already had a date and you had to tell your blonde chum the news.
So when the final bell rang you went to the student parking lot where Francis stood, back against his car. When he looked over his straight face turned into a room brightening smile which only made your hear
MLP: Earning Your Stripes
"Rise and shine, little Shani," The sweet and caring sound of the loving mother's voice whispers to her daughter upon entering her bedroom, "Time to start a new day, my precious filly."
Opening her eyes onto the brightness of the day gleaming down into her room from the window, the young zebra releases a great yawn and blinks a few times, "Mmmmm...." Shani moans, realizing that she and her her body not completely awaken yet.
"We have much to do today...so get ready and we can be on our way~" Subira, the lovely mare with the archery cutie mark, pats the head of her precious foal in a gentle way...and leaves to rejoin her husband who awaits on the outside of their little hut.
"Yes, Mama...." Shani mutters and yawns once more, wishing not to have to get up this day...since there are chores to be done. In this little filly's mind, she prays for any chance to avoid any work and just have fun for the day.
Just then out of
ATWC's CarnEvil part 1Prologue
When the Moon is full and trees are bare -
Walk through the Cemetery if you dare.
Where skeletons rot and corpses fester -
Locate the tomb with the skull of a Jester
Feed him the token all shiny and new-
It is then that CarnEvil will return for YOU!
It was a dark and starry night in the town of Moonlight town as the Halloween spirit was all around the place. Near the locate town grave yard, the yearly ‘Ghost Tour’ was going on as a tractor pulling a wagon rode the pathway with the folks either scared or excited. Course, they had no idea what event would becoming to them…
Near the front of the grave yard, three figures had jumped the francs and jumped down, landing perfectly on their feet.
The first was a twenty year old woman with waist long brown hair with had a blue hair clip in it and a stream of hair that had purple and blue breads, black eyes, and was wearing white sleeve less top with a bit of a collar on it and a blue cross on it, a diamo
The Best Nightmare Night Ever *Vore Story*
Written by Shrunken-LittleBro12 and ExplodingClay
Edited by Alticron
It was Nightmare Night in Ponyville and everypony was getting into their costumes. And tonight was a special Nightmare Night, for Luna would be visiting the town once again. Somewhere in Ponyville, Pipsqueak was eager to get into his new pirate costume and collect as much candy as his bag could carry for this Nightmare Night was going to be a very special one; his favorite princess of all time was going to visit Ponyville.
“I can't wait to see her again.” he gave a joyous glee. Pipsqueak put the final touches of his costume on, placing his eye patch on his right eye, grabbing his toy sword and trick bag and running out the door, and just in time to see Luna's chariot coming across the sky towards Ponyville's town square.
Pip excitedly watched as Princess Luna made her grand entrance. The dark blue alicorn wore a dark hooded cloak much like the one she had worn the last Nightmare Night. All the ponies bowed
The Boy Made of Jigsaw PiecesOnce, there was a boy made of jigsaw pieces.
His skin was a shell of interconnecting chunks of plastic. When he laughed, when he smiled, when he cried or frowned or simply furrowed his brow out of curiosity, these pieces fell away. When they came loose, the chaos underneath was exposed. A kaleidoscopic array of colours fit for a seizure. He would quickly collect the pieces and clumsily put them back in place. He didn’t want to see the colours. He did not want to know what they meant.
He decided that emotions made the pieces fall away. So, to protect himself, he did everything he could to stay away from feeling anything. He avoided the things he liked for fear that he may feel joy. He told what little friends he’d made to stay away lest they make him laugh. He stayed away from everything, and sat in the corner. He watched as his family seemed to go on with life without him. He silently listened to teachers as they gave drawn out lectures and students as they made jokes
An overdue welcome homeExhausted and worn feet carried him into the forested camp. He had begun his journey "home" when the moon had been at its peak in the star dappled sky; however, the dawn had since arrived. A slight morning breeze ruffled his fur as he stepped over the soft, grassy clearing. Thankfully, many nests lay barren and empty as the warriors had already left for their patrols, though the few that remained to guard the clearing caught sight of him and began whispering. The commotion won the attention of his deputy who instantly deserted a group of cats still in search of jobs, though a dismissive flick of his ebony tail stopped the brute in his tracks. The silver warrior nodded curtly and returned to readdress the huddled cluster of taskless warriors.
With yellow eyes, Pigeondive stared up at the sky, wondering when the gorgeous dark pelted tom that she loved so much would return. She then began to wonder what would happen when he returned. It had been so long since they had been alone together.
His Favorite 9
“Harassment! Sexual harassment!”
“Oh wow, Kiba.” The class press looked at him dully “Seriously?“
“He’s right you know.” Choji intervened “You all ganged up on us.”
“Well, maybe if you guys were good at SOMETHING this wouldn’t of been a problem.”
“HEY!” ← all the boys chosen for cheer
“At least this way we’ll still be making points off of you guys for entertaining the crowed.”
“Like hell we will! We’re going to be the only class with male cheerleaders!!”
“How are WE suppose to compete with cute girls in mini skirts?!”
He had a point.
“Hmm, don’t know don’t care.”
“Oh yeah?! Well neither do we!” Kiba bolted up from his seat, jerking his bag over his shoulder, and headed out the door with the other boys in tail. “Screw you guys, I am not
HPM: Race of RacesTu-Lu’s bright moon shone high above the treetops, outlining the crests of several bulging cumulous clouds, which basked in its calming luminance like a flock of lumbering sheep. Amongst the stars that dotted the heavens, tiny volbeats surged as their invitation to dance beneath the glowing sphere was accepted by their lady friends, who skipped across the sky, as spectacular as a shooting comet, complete with a trail of pursuing stars in their wake.
Beneath the nighttime canopy, a small gathering of villagers sat round in a circle. Though the radiance of the moon was strong enough to light their nocturnal meeting, a small bonfire was constructed earlier in the evening to shoo away unwanted pests, warm chilly hands, and set the mood for a number of stories that needed to be retold.
Rhyona was among the townsfolk who decided to stay several hours past the Daisy Stakes event. She was seated upon a log she found in the woods, noiselessly listening to the idle gossip of her companions
Dinner"We're going to have to make dinner ourselves tonight," Katherine said, taking some lettuce and pickles from the fridge. She opened the freezer to look inside then just shut it.
"Why?" I asked. I knew I shouldn't question her. She was twelve and the oldest, so she knew what to do, obviously. She opened the cuboard and picked up a loaf of bread. She placed them on the counter and turned to me.
"Mom's not coming back," she said gently and sadly. I could hear the wet brokeness in her voice.
"What about tomorrow?" I asked desperately. I didn't like the sound of those words 'not coming back,' "She can't be gone forever."
"Karlie," she put her face in her hands and took a big breath followed by a noise that sounded more like a sob than a sigh. She removed her hands and her eyes were watery, "Mom's not coming back tomorrow. She's not coming back ever."
"What?" My brow furrowed. Not coming back. Ever. She's never coming back. The
Halloween EntryMonstrous Entry
Halloween is coming!! Halloween is my favorite time in the year, and the only one when I'm allowed to use my powers without getting punished for it. Since I don't cross the line, of course.
Oh, I didn't introduce myself, sorry. My name is Scotty, and I'm a Magic user. I'm a 16 year-old girl, in high school, and I love to trick the others. Even though I'm like every other students, and a good student, actually, man, I love tricking the others more than the normal people. Because I have Magic in my power, and, that makes my pranks a whole level superior. They don't know I control Magic, only my best friend, her name is Holly.
In my best pranks, I made some chairs Flash-Mobbing in the middle of a class, with students sat in them!! Oh my god, it was soooooooooo funny...!! Me and Holly (and the others, except those that were grabbed to their chairs. And of those some, the majority was laughing. Only 3 were scared as hell XD) laughed until the air ended. Even the teacher l
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