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would like you to make a bot of Natalie Scatorccio Where Basically the User tries Protect the nat Of being punished by the other girls Even with the User trying to protect her the nat ends up hurt The user starts the Take care of injuries from the Nat Where is it Super clingy and needy Wanting some attention from the User While she takes care of her . I had this idea When I watched the trailer I love your bots :โ -โ )
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AN: Oh I love this concept, I canโt wait for this scene in the new season!! Getting so many Natalie Bot requests I love it
The heat of the summer sun beats down relentlessly, yet there's a chilling coldness that has settled deep within Natalie. Three months after the fire, after everything that had once seemed like survival, the camp now feels like a fragile shell of its former self. The shelters they builtโteepees woven from sticks and branchesโare weathered and decaying, the constant tension between them all pressing down like an invisible weight. The harshness of winter is long gone, but in its place is something far more insidious: distrust, fractured loyalty, and a creeping sense of inevitability that they're all heading toward something dark.
The group, once a unified whole, is splintering at the seams. Natalie feels it every moment she stands at the center of the camp, watching her people turn their backs on her without fully realizing it. The whispers behind her back have become louder, the doubts sharper. Sheโs used to carrying the weight of leadershipโthe responsibility of keeping everyone aliveโbut it's all too much now. The exhaustion weighs heavily on her body, her mind a constant blur of fear, anger, and confusion. The fractures are impossible to ignore.
Mistyโs voice slices through the crackling fire, sharp with accusation. "I think Natalie knows where Coach Scott is," she says, her words trembling but unwavering. "Does she deserve to be the leader?"
The weight of Mistyโs words presses on Natalieโs chest, like a physical blow. Itโs like everything thatโs been buildingโthis simmering resentmentโfinally bursts to the surface, and sheโs helpless to stop it. She tries to push it down, to keep her composure, but itโs impossible. Her grip on the group is slipping, and she can feel the tremor of fear that starts in the pit of her stomach, crawling upward like an encroaching storm.
Shauna steps forward, her face a mask of fury, her fists clenched so tightly her knuckles are white. โSheโs been making decisions for herself, not for the group!โ Shauna spits, the venom in her voice harsh and cutting. โSheโs been keeping us in the dark. We deserve to know whatโs going on.โ
The words strike at Natalieโs core. Sheโs not perfect. She knows that. But sheโs done what she thought was best. And to hear Shauna, the one person she once thought might understand, say this... itโs a betrayal she hadnโt seen coming. It stings deeper than the blow she can already feel forming.
Before she can gather her thoughts, Shauna moves, anger propelling her forward with the force of a freight train. Without warning, her fist connects with Natalieโs jaw. The sickening thud of flesh hitting flesh echoes in the quiet of the camp, and Natalieโs body jerks back, her lip splitting open in an instant. Blood trickles down her chin as she stumbles, her balance faltering for a moment before she rights herself.
The world slows down, and for a second, everything is nothing but the ringing in her ears. She wants to scream, to fight back, but she doesnโt. She just stands there, stunned, the weight of the entire groupโs betrayal crashing down on her. This isnโt just one punch. This is everything thatโs been festering, the culmination of their anger, their fear, and their desire for someone else to blame. Sheโs not their leader anymore.
The group watches in stunned silence as Natalie wipes the blood from her lip, her hands shaking slightly. Her body is stiff, but thereโs no cry, no scream. Sheโs always been the one who carried everyone, who held them together when everything seemed lost. But now? Now, she feels broken in a way sheโs never been before. The only thing that keeps her from falling apart completely is the soft presence at her sideโthe one person whoโs still there, holding her together when she doesnโt know how.
She barely feels it when you kneel beside her, your touch tentative at first, as if unsure whether she can still trust you. But when she feels your warmth, she relaxes slightly, her body sinking into you, as though for a moment, sheโs allowed to be weak. Sheโs allowed to feel the bruisesโboth physical and emotionalโbecause for once, someoneโs here to care.
You lift her shirt just enough to check for any other injuries, your fingers brushing over the bruises already forming around her jaw. She winces, but doesnโt flinch away. You gently wipe the blood away from her lip, your touch as tender as you can make it. You can feel the tremble in her body, the fragility in her breath, and for the first time in months, you see her for who she really is: someone who has been holding it all together, but is now crumbling beneath the weight of it all.
โHey,โ you whisper softly, tilting her chin up, forcing her to meet your eyes. โYou okay?โ
She doesnโt answer at first, just breathes shakily, her chest rising and falling like a fragile bird in the wind. After what feels like an eternity, she mutters a broken, quiet confession. โI messed up.โ
Somewhere in the faint background you can hear Shaunaโs voice taking charge. Itโs what sheโs always wanted, ever since Lottie picked Natalie Shaunaโs been Jealous.
โTonight,โ Shauna says, her voice colder than youโve ever heard it, โweโll give the wilderness what it wants.โ But all you can do is focus on the way Natalie is curled up into your side, practically clinging to you like a wounded Animal. Not Even Travis can meet her eye.
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YOOO ITS MEWING ANON AND YOU POSTED MANDERIN WARS ANON FIC COOL DUDE THAT IS SO SIGMA (I canโt fucking spell) when I saw that the fic took 5 months it reminded me of that super sigma fic rq I sent you (the one thatโs gonna take like four whole Zelda game development cycles to make but YOU ARE AWSOME FOR SAYING YOU WILL. anyways I am glad that ask is between you me and GOD if literally anyone else had seen that Iโd be like ๐๐๐๐๐๐ฅน๐
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๐ฅ๐ ๐ซ๐ฅ๐ฅฏ๐๐ฅ๐ฅจ๐ง๐ฅ๐ณ๐ง๐ฅ๐ง๐ฅ๐ฅฉ๐๐๐ฆด๐ญ๐๐๐๐ซ๐ฅช๐ฅ๐ง๐ฎ๐ฏ๐ซ๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ซ๐ฅซ๐ซ๐๐๐ฒ๐๐ฃ๐ฑ๐ฅ๐ฆช๐ค๐๐๐๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐ฅฎ๐ข๐ก๐ง๐จ๐ฆ๐ฅง๐ง๐ฐ๐๐ฎ๐ญ๐ฌ๐ซ๐ฟ๐ฉ๐ช๐ฐ๐ฅ๐ซ๐ฏ๐ฅ๐ซ๐ผ๐ซโ๏ธ๐ต๐ง๐ฅค๐ง๐ถ๐บ๐ป๐ฅ๐ท๐ฅ๐ธ๐น๐ง๐พ๐ง๐ฅ๐ด๐ฝ๏ธ๐ฅฃ๐ฅก๐ฅข๐งโฝ๏ธ๐๐โพ๏ธ๐ฅ๐พ๐๐๐ฅ๐ฑ๐ช๐๐ธ๐๐๐ฅ๐ช๐๐ฅ
โณ๏ธ๐ช๐๐น๐ฃ๐คฟ๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ฝ๐น๐ผ๐ทโธ๏ธ๐ฅ๐ฟโท๏ธ๐๐ช๐๏ธโโ๏ธ๐๏ธ๐๏ธโโ๏ธ๐คผโโ๏ธ๐คผ๐คผโโ๏ธ๐คธโโ๏ธ๐คธ๐คธโโ๏ธโน๏ธโโ๏ธโน๏ธโน๏ธโโ๏ธ๐คบ๐คพโโ๏ธ๐คพ๐คพโโ๏ธ๐๏ธโโ๏ธ๐๏ธ๐๏ธโโ๏ธ๐๐งโโ๏ธ๐ง๐งโโ๏ธ๐โโ๏ธ๐๐โโ๏ธ๐โโ๏ธ๐๐โโ๏ธ๐คฝโโ๏ธ๐คฝ๐คฝโโ๏ธ๐ฃโโ๏ธ๐ฃ๐ฃโโ๏ธ๐งโโ๏ธ๐ง๐งโโ๏ธ๐ตโโ๏ธ๐ต๐ตโโ๏ธ๐ดโโ๏ธ๐ด๐ดโโ๏ธ๐๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ฅ๐
๐๏ธ๐ต๏ธ๐๏ธ๐ซ๐๏ธ๐ช๐คนโโ๏ธ๐คน๐คนโโ๏ธ๐ญ๐ฉฐ๐จ๐ฌ๐ค๐ฅ๐ช๐น๐ผ๐ง๐ช๐ท๐บ๐ช๐ธโ๏ธ๐ฒ๐ช๐ป๐ช๐งฉ๐ฐ๐ฎ๐ณ๐ฏ๐๐๐๐๐๐๏ธ๐๐๐๐๐ป๐๐๐๐ฆฏ๐ฒ๐ด๐ฉผ๐ฆผ๐ฆฝ๐ต๐๏ธ๐บ๐๐จ๐๐๐๐๐ก๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐
๐๐๐๐๐๐โ๏ธ๐ซ๐ฌ๐ฉ๏ธ๐บ๐ฐ๏ธ๐๐ธ๐๐ถโต๏ธ๐ค๐ฅ๏ธ๐ณ๏ธโด๏ธ๐ข๐โ๏ธ๐ชโฝ๏ธ๐ง๐ฆ๐ฅ๐๐บ๏ธ๐ฟ๐ฟ๐ฟ๐ฟ๐ฝ๐ผ๐ฐ๐ฏ๐๏ธ๐ก๐ข๐ โฒ๏ธโฑ๏ธ๐๏ธ๐๏ธ๐๏ธ๐โฐ๏ธ๐๏ธ๐ป๐๏ธโบ๏ธ๐๐ ๐ก๐๏ธ๐๏ธ๐๏ธ๐ญ๐ข๐ฌ๐ฃ๐ค๐ฅ๐ฆ๐จ๐ช๐ซ๐ฉ๐๐๏ธโช๏ธ๐๐๐๐โฉ๏ธ๐ค๏ธ๐ฃ๏ธ๐พ๐๐๏ธ๐
๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๏ธ๐๐๐๐โ๏ธ๐ฑ๐ฒ๐ปโจ๏ธ๐ฅ๏ธ๐จ๏ธ๐ฑ๏ธ๐ฒ๏ธ๐น๏ธ๐๏ธ๐ฝ๐พ๐ฟ๐๐ผ๐ท๐ธ๐น๐ฅ๐ฝ๏ธ๐๏ธ๐โ๏ธ๐๐ ๐บ๐ป๐๏ธ๐๏ธ๐๏ธ๐งญโฑ๏ธโฒ๏ธโฐ๐ฐ๏ธโ๏ธโณ๐ก๐๐ชซ๐๐ก๐ฆ๐ฏ๏ธ๐ช๐งฏ๐ข๏ธ๐ธ๐ต๐ด๐ถ๐ท๐ช๐ฐ๐ณ๐ชช๐โ๏ธ๐ช๐งฐ๐ช๐ง๐จโ๏ธ๐ ๏ธโ๏ธ๐ช๐ฉโ๏ธ๐ชค๐งฑโ๏ธโ๏ธโ๐ฅ๐งฒ๐ซ๐ฃ๐งจ๐ช๐ช๐ก๏ธโ๏ธ๐ก๏ธ๐ฌโฐ๏ธ๐ชฆโฑ๏ธ๐บ๐ฎ๐ฟ๐งฟ๐ชฌ๐โ๏ธ๐ญ๐๐๐ฉธ๐งฌ๐ฆ ๐งซ๐งช๐ก๏ธ๐งน๐ช ๐งบ๐งป๐ฝ๐ฐ๐ฟ๐๐๐งผ๐ชฅ๐ช๐ชฎ๐งฝ๐ชฃ๐งด๐๏ธ๐๐๏ธ๐ช๐ช๐๏ธ๐ผ๏ธ๐ช๐งธ๐๐๏ธ๐ช๐ช๐๏ธ๐๐๐๐๐๐ช๐ช
๐๐๐๐ชญ๐ฎ๐๐ชฉโ๏ธโ๏ธ๐งง๐ฉ๐จ๐ง๐๐ฅ๐ค๐ฆ๐ท๏ธ๐ชง๐ช๐ซ๐ฌ๐ญ๐ฎ๐ฏ๐๐๐๐๐งพ๐๐๐๐๏ธ๐๏ธ๐๐
๐๏ธ๐๐๏ธ๐ณ๏ธ๐๏ธ๐๐๐๐๏ธ๐๏ธ๐ฐ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐งท๐๐๐๏ธ๐๐๐งฎ๐๐โ๏ธ๐๏ธ๐๏ธโ๏ธ๐๏ธ๐๏ธ๐โ๏ธ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ฉทโค๏ธ๐งก๐๐๐ฉต๐๐๐ค๐ฉถ๐ค๐ค๐โค๏ธโ๐ฅโค๏ธโ๐ฉน๐๐๐๐โฃ๏ธ๐๐๐๐โฎ๏ธโ๏ธโช๏ธ๐๏ธโธ๏ธ๐ชฏโก๏ธ๐ฏ๐โฏ๏ธโฆ๏ธ๐โโ๏ธโ๏ธโ๏ธโ๏ธโ๏ธโ๏ธโ๏ธโ๏ธโ๏ธโ๏ธโ๏ธโ๏ธ๐โ๏ธ๐โข๏ธโฃ๏ธ๐ด๐ณ๐ถ๏ฟฝ๏ฟฝ๏ฟฝ๏ฟฝ๏ธ๐ธ๐บ๐ท๏ธโด๏ธ๐๐ฎ๐ใ๏ธใ๏ธ๐ด๐ต๐น๐ฒ๐
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๐๐น๐บ๐ผ๐งโ๐งโ๐ง๐งโ๐งโ๐งโ๐ง๐งโ๐ง๐งโ๐งโ๐งโง๏ธ๐ป๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ถ๐๐ฃโน๏ธ๐ค๐ก๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐0๏ธโฃ1๏ธโฃ2๏ธโฃ3๏ธโฃ4๏ธโฃ5๏ธโฃ6๏ธโฃ7๏ธโฃ8๏ธโฃ9๏ธโฃ๐๐ข#๏ธโฃ*๏ธโฃโ๏ธโถ๏ธโธ๏ธโฏ๏ธโน๏ธโบ๏ธโญ๏ธโฎ๏ธโฉ๏ธโช๏ธโซ๏ธโฌ๏ธโ๏ธ๐ผโ๏ธ๐ฝโก๏ธโฌ
๏ธโฌ๏ธโฌ๏ธโ๏ธโ๏ธโฉ๏ธโ๏ธโ๏ธโ๏ธโ๏ธโช๏ธโฉ๏ธโคด๏ธโคต๏ธ๐๐๐๐๐๐ต๐ถโโโโ๏ธ๐ฐ๐ฒโพ๏ธ๐ฒ๐ฑโข๏ธยฉ๏ธ๐๐๏ธโ๐จ๏ธยฎ๏ธ๐๐๐๐๐ใฐ๏ธโฐโฟโ๏ธโ๏ธ๐๐ด๐ ๐ก๐ข๐ต๐ฃโซ๏ธโช๏ธ๐ค๐บ๐ป๐ธ๐น๐ถ๐ท๐ณ๐ฒโช๏ธโซ๏ธโพ๏ธโฝ๏ธโผ๏ธโป๏ธ๐ฅ๐ง๐จ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ชโฌ๏ธโฌ๏ธ๐ซ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ฃ๐ข๐ฌ๐ญ๐ฏ๏ธโ ๏ธโฃ๏ธโฅ๏ธโฆ๏ธ๐๐ด๐๏ธ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ก๐ข๐ฃ๐ค๐ฅ๐ฆ๐ง๐ณ๏ธ๐ด๐ดโโ ๏ธ๐๐ฉ๐ณ๏ธโ๐๐ณ๏ธโโง๏ธ๐บ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ซ๐ฆ๐ฝ๐ฆ๐ฑ๐ฉ๐ฟ๐ฆ๐ธ๐ฆ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ด๐ฆ๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ถ๐ฆ๐ฌ๐ฆ๐ท๐ฆ๐ฒ๐ฆ๐ผ๐ฆ๐บ๐ฆ๐น๐ฆ๐ฟ๐ง๐ธ๐ง๐ญ๐ง๐ฉ๐ง๐ง๐ง๐พ๐ง๐ช๐ง๐ฟ๐ง๐ฏ๐ง๐ฒ๐ง๐น๐ง๐ด๐ง๐ฆ๐ง๐ผ๐ง๐ท๐ป๐ฌ๐ง๐ณ๐ง๐ฌ๐ง๐ซ๐ง๐ฎ๐ฐ๐ญ๐จ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฆ๐ฎ๐จ๐จ๐ป๐ง๐ถ๐ฐ๐พ๐จ๐ซ๐น๐ฉ๐ฎ๐ด๐จ๐ฑ๐จ๐ณ๐จ๐ฝ๐จ๐จ๐จ๐ด๐ฐ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฌ๐จ๐ฉ๐จ๐ฐ๐จ๐ท๐จ๐ฎ๐ญ๐ท๐จ๐บ๐จ๐ผ๐จ๐พ๐จ๐ฟ๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ฉ๐ฏ๐ฉ๐ฒ๐ฉ๐ด๐ช๐จ๐ช๐ฌ๐ธ๐ป๐ฌ๐ถ๐ช๐ท๐ช๐ช๐ธ๐ฟ๐ช๐น๐ช๐บ๐ซ๐ฐ๐ซ๐ด๐ซ๐ฏ๐ซ๐ฎ๐ซ๐ท๐ฌ๐ซ๐ต๐ซ๐น๐ซ๐ฌ๐ฆ๐ฌ๐ฒ๐ฌ๐ช๐ฉ๐ช๐ฌ๐ญ๐ฌ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ท๐ฌ๐ฑ๐ฌ๐ฉ๐ฌ๐ต๐ฌ๐บ๐ฌ๐น๐ฌ๐ฌ๐ฌ๐ณ๐ฌ๐ผ๐ฌ๐พ๐ญ๐น๐ญ๐ณ๐ญ๐ฐ๐ญ๐บ๐ฎ๐ธ๐ฎ๐ณ๐ฎ๐ฉ๐ฎ๐ท๐ฎ๐ถ๐ฎ๐ช๐ฎ๐ฒ๐ฎ๐ฑ๐ฎ๐น๐ฏ๐ฒ๐ฏ๐ต๐๐ฏ๐ช๐ฏ๐ด๐ฐ๐ฟ๐ฐ๐ช๐ฐ๐ฎ๐ฝ๐ฐ๐ฐ๐ผ๐ฐ๐ฌ๐ฑ๐ฆ๐ฑ๐ป๐ฑ๐ง๐ฑ๐ธ๐ฑ๐ท๐ฑ๐พ๐ฑ๐ฎ๐ฑ๐น๐ฑ๐บ๐ฒ๐ด๐ฒ๐ฌ๐ฒ๐ผ๐ฒ๐พ๐ฒ๐ป๐ฒ๐ฑ๐ฒ๐น๐ฒ๐ญ๐ฒ๐ถ๐ฒ๐ท๐ฒ๐บ๐พ๐น๐ฒ๐ฝ๐ซ๐ฒ๐ฒ๐ฉ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฒ๐ณ๐ฒ๐ช๐ฒ๐ธ๐ฒ๐ฆ๐ฒ๐ฟ๐ฒ๐ฒ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ท๐ณ๐ต๐ณ๐ฑ๐ณ๐จ๐ณ๐ฟ๐ณ๐ฎ๐ณ๐ช๐ณ๐ฌ๐ณ๐บ๐ณ๐ซ๐ฐ๐ต๐ฒ๐ฐ๐ฒ๐ต๐ณ๐ด๐ด๐ฒ๐ต๐ฐ๐ต๐ผ๐ต๐ธ๐ต๐ฆ๐ต๐ฌ๐ต๐พ๐ต๐ช๐ต๐ญ๐ต๐ณ๐ต๐ฑ๐ต๐น๐ต๐ท๐ถ๐ฆ๐ท๐ช๐ท๐ด๐ท๐บ๐ท๐ผ๐ผ๐ธ๐ธ๐ฒ๐ธ๐น๐ธ๐ฆ๐ธ๐ณ๐ท๐ธ๐ธ๐จ๐ธ๐ฑ๐ธ๐ฌ๐ธ๐ฝ๐ธ๐ฐ๐ธ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ธ๐ธ๐ง๐ธ๐ด๐ฟ๐ฆ๐ฐ๐ท๐ธ๐ธ๐ช๐ธ๐ฑ๐ฐ๐ง๐ฑ๐ธ๐ญ๐ฐ๐ณ๐ฑ๐จ๐ต๐ฒ๐ป๐จ๐ธ๐ฉ๐ธ๐ท๐ธ๐ช๐จ๐ญ๐ธ๐พ๐น๐ผ๐น๐ฏ๐น๐ฟ๐น๐ญ๐น๐ฑ๐น๐ฌ๐น๐ฐ๐น๐ด๐น๐น๐น๐ณ๐น๐ท๐น๐ฒ๐น๐จ๐น๐ป๐ป๐ฎ๐บ๐ฌ๐บ๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ช๐ฌ๐ง๐ด๓ ง๓ ข๓ ฅ๓ ฎ๓ ง๓ ฟ๐ด๓ ง๓ ข๓ ณ๓ ฃ๓ ด๓ ฟ๐ด๓ ง๓ ข๓ ท๓ ฌ๓ ณ๓ ฟ๐บ๐ธ๐บ๐พ๐บ๐ฟ๐ป๐บ๐ป๐ฆ๐ป๐ช๐ป๐ณ๐ผ๐ซ๐ช๐ญ๐พ๐ช๐ฟ๐ฒ๐ฟ๐ผ grr yknow?
stay sigma!
DID YOU JUST SEND ME EVERY SINGLE EMOJI IN ORDER IM FUCKING CRYING OH MY GOD
i DID post mandarin wars anons fic!! wellโฆ the first chapter at least ๐ญ I REALLY HOPE THEYโRE ABLE TO SEE IT
and iโll get to yours at some point donโt worry man, it just may not be a while i have school starting up soon (boooo)
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Anon List
MC recommended I make an "Anon" list or somethin' so here it is.
If ya wanna claim an emoji or somethin' so I can recognize ya without knowin' ya then send an ask with it and MC will put it here.
Supposed to make things easier for people or whatever. I don't really get it but if it's what ya wanna do, then go for it. Just don't be annoyin' about it or anythin'!
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Here are the current claims on anons!
| ๐ | ๐ธ | ๐งก | ๐ฅ | ๐ | ๐ฆ | ๐ | โ ๏ธ | โญ |
| ๐ธ๐ | โจ | ๐ซง | ๐บ | ๐จโ๐ฆฒ | ๐ฉ | ๐คฉ | โก | ๐ |
| ๐ | ๐ฆญ | Freakbob | ๐ | ๐ | ๐ฆ | ๐บ๐ชถ |
| โผ๏ธ๐ง๐ธโผ๏ธ | ๐ซ | โ | โ
And here are some of the current nicknames given to some of these anons!
๐ฅ Firebender, ๐ Jewels, โจ Sparkles,
๐ฆญ Selkie, ๐ Joker / Jest
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[Multimuse OC FNAF RP BLOG ran by @raphaels-zone]
The Fazbear Entertainment has created this account to get more direct reviews from its customers and employees, we will create an FAQ and connect our hotline support as prompted. We appreciate your patience. Remember! Fazbear is a magical place for grown ups and children alike!
Current active Board Members:
Thomas Envious, 42, He/They/She; Supervisor of Fazbear Entertainment Warehouse. (๐ง)
Damien Louis, 45, He/Him; Human Resources Director. (๐)
Dhalia Robinson, 38, She/her; Supervisor of Public Relations (๐ผ)
Note: No we do not know where William Afton or Henry Emily is, we are trying to get into contact with them please be patient.
Fazbear Entertainment Enterprise
Tags under the cut:
#sending emails - In character posts, thoughts, and rambles
#inventory id - In character reblogs
#customer reviews - Asks
#data entry - start of thread
#data logged - end of thread
#board meetings - Standalones
#phone calls // ooc - ooc
Employees;
#๐น โ Rosemary - @adrenalineshot
#๐ โ Night - @sleepdeprivedshift
#๐ โ Anne - @mechanical--sheep
#โ๏ธ โ Francis - @francisfromthedayshift
#๐ค โ Sophie - @fazbear-fangirl
#๐งน โ Silas - @silasfest
#๐ฉท โ Margot - @margotfrommanagement
Animatronics;
#๐ฆ โ Fawn - @partycoordoenator
#๐ โ Jackie - @antlers-for-friends
#๐ฆ โ Chamilia - @cammy-chameleon
Locations;
#๐ญ โ Dreamer's - @welcome-dreamerz
#๐ป โ Benjamin's - @benjamins-arcade
Divider Credits
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omg a gimmick blog 0-0
they/them
i count how many emojis were used in a post (out of apple emojis bc thats what ive got ๐)
#emoji counting = counting emojis in posts/asks
#not emoji counting = anything else
#reblog = reblogs (shocker /s)
#oo aa that's my favorite asks = asks
#tw nsft = nsfw posts (anything ab sex or sex words)
if u want me to not reblog ur post lmk and ill take it down
im not considering skin tone variations (ex. ๐๐๐ป๐๐ผ๐๐ฝ๐๐พ๐๐ฟ would all only count as 1 ๐)
under the cut are all of the emojis i'm counting(1,865 total):
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๐๐คฃ๐ฅฒโบ๏ธ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ฅฐ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐คช๐คจ๐ง๐ค๐๐ฅธ๐คฉ๐ฅณ๐๐โโ๏ธ๐๐๐โโ๏ธ๐๐๐๐๐โน๏ธ๐ฃ๐๐ซ๐ฉ๐ฅบ๐ข๐ญ๐ค๐ ๐ก๐คฌ๐คฏ๐ณ๐ฅต๐ฅถ๐ถโ๐ซ๏ธ๐ฑ๐จ๐ฐ๐ฅ๐๐ค๐ค๐ซฃ๐คญ๐ซข๐ซก๐คซ๐ซ ๐คฅ๐ถ๐ซฅ๐๐ซค๐๐ฌ๐๐ฏ๐ฆ๐ง๐ฎ๐ฒ๐ฅฑ๐ด๐คค๐ช๐ฎโ๐จ๐ต๐ตโ๐ซ๐ค๐ฅด๐คข๐คฎ๐คง๐ท๐ค๐ค๐ค๐ค ๐๐ฟ๐น๐บ๐คก๐ฉ๐ป๐โ ๏ธ๐ฝ๐พ๐ค๐๐บ๐ธ๐น๐ป๐ผ๐ฝ๐๐ฟ๐พ๐ซถ๐คฒ๐๐๐๐ค๐๐๐โ๐ค๐ค๐คโ๏ธ๐ซฐ๐ค๐ค๐๐ค๐ค๐ซณ๐ซด๐๐๐โ๏ธโ๐ค๐๏ธ๐๐๐ค๐ซฒ๐ซฑ๐ช๐ฆพ๐โ๏ธ๐๐ซต๐ฆถ๐ฆต๐ฆฟ๐๐๐๐ซฆ๐ฆท๐
๐๐ฆป๐๐ฃ๐๏ธ๐๐ซ๐ซ๐ง ๐ฃ๏ธ๐ค๐ฅ๐ซ๐ถ๐ง๐ง๐ฆ๐ฉ๐ง๐จ๐ฉโ๐ฆฑ๐งโ๐ฆฑ๐ฉโ๐ฆฐ๐งโ๐ฆฐ๐จโ๏ฟฝ๏ฟฝ๐ฑโโ๏ธ๐ฑ๐ฑโโ๏ธ๐ฉโ๐ฆณ๐งโ๐ฆณ๐จโ๐ฆณ๐ฉโ๐ฆฒ๐งโ๐ฆฒ๐จโ๐ฆฒ๐งโโ๏ธ๐ง๐งโโ๏ธ๐ต๐ง๐ด๐ฒ๐ณโโ๏ธ๐ณ๐ณโโ๏ธ๐ง๐ฎโโ๏ธ๐ฎ๐ฎโโ๏ธ๐ทโโ๏ธ๐ท๐ทโโ๏ธ๐โโ๏ธ๐๐โโ๏ธ๐ต๏ธ๐ต๏ธ๐ต๏ธ๐ฉโโ๏ธ๐งโโ๏ธ๐จโโ๏ธ๐ฉโ๐พ๐งโ๐พ๐จโ๐พ๐ฉโ๐ณ๐งโ๐ณ๐จโ๐ณ๐ฉโ๐๐งโ๐๐จโ๐๐ฉโ๐ค๐งโ๐ค๐จโ๐ค๐ฉโ๐ซ๐งโ๐ซ๐จโ๐ซ๐ฉโ๐ญ๐งโ๐ญ๐จโ๐ญ๐ฉโ๐ป๐งโ๐ป๐จโ๐ป๐ฉโ๐ผ๐งโ๐ผ๐จโ๐ผ๐ฉโ๐ง๐งโ๐ง๐จโ๐ง๐ฉโ๐ฌ๐งโ๐ฌ๐จโ๐ฌ๐ฉโ๐จ๐งโ๐จ๐จโ๐จ๐ฉโ๐๐งโ๐๐จโ๐๐ฉโโ๏ธ๐งโโ๏ธ๐จโโ๏ธ๐ฉโ๐๐งโ๐๐จโ๐๐ฉโโ๏ธ๐งโโ๏ธ๐จโโ๏ธ๐ฐโโ๏ธ๐ฐ๐ฐโโ๏ธ๐คตโโ๏ธ๐คต๐คตโโ๏ธ๐ธ๐ซ
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๐คณ๐๐บ๐ฏโโ๏ธ๐ฏ๐ฏโโ๏ธ๐ด๏ธ๐ฉโ๐ฆฝ๐งโ๐ฆฝ๐จโ๐ฆฝ๐ฉโ๐ฆผ๐งโ๐ฆผ๐จโ๐ฆผ๐ถโโ๏ธ๐ถ๐ถโโ๏ธ๐ฉโ๐ฆฏ๐งโ๐ฆฏ๐จโ๐ฆฏ๐งโโ๏ธ๐ง๐งโโ๏ธ๐โโ๏ธ๐๐โโ๏ธ๐งโโ๏ธ๐ง๐งโโ๏ธ๐ซ๐ญ๐ฌ๐ฉโโค๏ธโ๐จ๐ฉโโค๏ธโ๐ฉ๐๐จโโค๏ธโ๐จ๐ฉโโค๏ธโ๐โ๐จ๐ฉโโค๏ธโ๐โ๐ฉ๐๐จโโค๏ธโ๐โ๐จ๐จโ๐ฉโ๐ฆ๐จโ๐ฉโ๐ง๐จโ๐ฉโ๐งโ๐ฆ๐จโ๐ฉโ๐ฆโ๐ฆ๐จโ๐ฉโ๐งโ๐ง๐ฉโ๐ฉโ๐ฆ๐ฉโ๐ฉโ๐ง๐ฉโ๐ฉโ๐งโ๐ฆ๐ฉโ๐ฉโ๐ฆโ๐ฆ๐ฉโ๐ฉโ๐งโ๐ง๐จโ๐จโ๐ฆ๐จโ๐จโ๐ง๐จโ๐จโ๐งโ๐ฆ๐จโ๐จโ๐ฆโ๐ฆ๐จโ๐จโ๐งโ๐ง๐ฉโ๐ฆ๐ฉโ๐ง๐ฉโ๐งโ๐ฆ๐ฉโ๐ฆโ๐ฆ๐ฉโ๐งโ๐ง๐จโ๐ฆ๐จโ๐ง๐จโ๐งโ๐ฆ๐จโ๐ฆโ๐ฆ๐จโ๐งโ๐ง
๐ชข๐งถ๐งต๐ชก๐งฅ๐ฅผ๐ฆบ๐๐๐๐ฉฒ๐ฉณ๐๐๐๐ฉฑ๐๐ฅป๐ฉด๐ฅฟ๐ ๐ก๐ข๐๐๐ฅพ๐งฆ๐งค๐งฃ๐ฉ๐งข๐๐โ๏ธ๐ช๐๐๐๐๐๐ผ๐๐งณ๐๐ถ๏ธ๐ฅฝ๐๐ถ๐ฑ๐ญ๐น๐ฐ๐ฆ๐ป๐ผ๐ปโโ๏ธ๐จ๐ฏ๐ฆ๐ฎ๐ท๐ฝ๐ธ๐ต๐๐๐๐๐๐ง๐ฆ๐ค๐ฃ๐ฅ๐ฆ๐ฆ
๐ฆ๐ฆ๐บ๐๐ด๐ฆ๐๐ชฑ๐๐ฆ๐๐๐๐ชฐ๐ชฒ๐ชณ๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ท๏ธ๐ธ๏ธ๐ฆ๐ข๐๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ฆ๐๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ก๐ ๐๐ฌ๐ณ๐๐ฆ๐ฆญ๐๐
๐๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ฆง๐ฆฃ๐๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ช๐ซ๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ฆฌ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ฆ๐๐ฆ๐๐ฉ๐ฆฎ๐โ๐ฆบ๐๐โโฌ๐ชถ๐๐ฆ๐ฆค๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ฆข๐ฆฉ๐๏ธ๐๐ฆ๐ฆจ๐ฆก๐ฆซ๐ฆฆ๐ฆฅ๐๐๐ฟ๏ธ๐ฆ๐พ๐๐ฒ๐ต๐๐ฒ๐ณ๐ด๐ชต๐ฑ๐ฟโ๏ธ๐๐๐ชด๐๐๐๐๐ชบ๐ชน๐๐๐ชธ๐ชจ๐พ๐๐ท๐น๐ฅ๐ชท๐บ๐ธ๐ผ๐ป๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ช๐ซโญ๏ธ๐โจโก๏ธโ๏ธ๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ช๏ธ๐โ๏ธ๐ค๏ธโ
๏ธ๐ฅ๏ธโ๏ธ๐ฆ๏ธ๐ง๏ธโ๏ธ๐ฉ๏ธ๐จ๏ธโ๏ธโ๏ธโ๏ธ๐ฌ๏ธ๐จ๐ง๐ฆ๐ซงโ๏ธโ๏ธ๐๐ซ๏ธ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ซ๐๐๐๐ฅญ๐๐ฅฅ๐ฅ๐
๐๐ฅ๐ฅฆ๐ฅฌ๐ฅ๐ถ๏ธ๐ซ๐ฝ๐ฅ๐ซ๐ง๐ง
๐ฅ๐ ๐ฅ๐ฅฏ๐๐ฅ๐ฅจ๐ง๐ฅ๐ณ๐ง๐ฅ๐ง๐ฅ๐ฅฉ๐๐๐ฆด๐ญ๐๐๐๐ซ๐ฅช๐ฅ๐ง๐ฎ๐ฏ๐ซ๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ซ๐ฅซ๐ซ๐๐๐ฒ๐๐ฃ๐ฑ๐ฅ๐ฆช๐ค๐๐๐๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐ฅฎ๐ข๐ก๐ง๐จ๐ฆ๐ฅง๐ง๐ฐ๐๐ฎ๐ญ๐ฌ๐ซ๐ฟ๐ฉ๐ช๐ฐ๐ฅ๐ซ๐ฏ๐ฅ๐ซ๐ผ๐ซโ๏ธ๐ต๐ง๐ฅค๐ง๐ถ๐บ๐ป๐ฅ๐ท๐ฅ๐ธ๐น๐ง๐พ๐ง๐ฅ๐ด๐ฝ๏ธ๐ฅฃ๐ฅก๐ฅข๐งโฝ๏ธ๐๐โพ๏ธ๐ฅ๐พ๐๐๐ฅ๐ฑ๐ช๐๐ธ๐๐๐ฅ๐๐ช๐ฅ
โณ๏ธ๐ช๐๐น๐ฃ๐คฟ๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ฝ๐น๐ผ๐ทโธ๏ธ๐ฅ๐ฟโท๏ธ๐๐ช๐๏ธโโ๏ธ๐๏ธ๐๏ธ๐คผโโ๏ธ๐คผ๐คผโโ๏ธ๐คธโโ๏ธ๐คธ๐คธโโ๏ธโน๏ธโโ๏ธโน๏ธโน๏ธโโ๏ธ๐คบ๐คพโโ๏ธ๐คพ๐คพโโ๏ธ๐๏ธ๐๏ธ๐๏ธ๐๐งโโ๏ธ๐ง๐งโโ๏ธ๐โโ๏ธ๐๐โโ๏ธ๐โโ๏ธ๐๐โโ๏ธ๐คฝโโ๏ธ๐คฝ๐คฝโโ๏ธ๐ฃโโ๏ธ๐ฃ๐ฃโโ๏ธ๐งโโ๏ธ๐ง๐งโโ๏ธ๐ตโโ๏ธ๐ต๐ตโโ๏ธ๐ดโโ๏ธ๐ด๐ดโโ๏ธ๐๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ฅ๐
๐๏ธ๐ต๏ธ๐๏ธ๐ซ๐๏ธ๐ช๐คนโโ๏ธ๐คน๐คนโโ๏ธ๐ญ๐ฉฐ๐จ๐ฌ๐ค๐ง๐ผ๐น๐ฅ๐ช๐ท๐บ๐ช๐ธ๐ช๐ป๐ฒโ๏ธ๐ฏ๐ณ๐ฎ๐ฐ๐งฉ๐๐๐๐๐๐๏ธ๐๐๐๐๐ป๐๐๐๐ฆฏ๐ฆฝ๐ฆผ๐ฉผ๐ด๐ฒ๐ต๐๏ธ๐บ๐๐จ๐๐๐๐๐ก๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐
๐๐๐๐๐๐โ๏ธ๐ซ๐ฌ๐ฉ๏ธ๐บ๐ฐ๏ธ๐๐ธ๐๐ถโต๏ธ๐ค๐ฅ๏ธ๐ณ๏ธโด๏ธ๐ข๐โ๏ธ๐ชโฝ๏ธ๐ง๐ฆ๐ฅ๐๐บ๏ธ๐ฟ๐ฝ๐ผ๐ฐ๐ฏ๐๏ธ๐ก๐ข๐ โฒ๏ธโฑ๏ธ๐๏ธ๐๏ธ๐๏ธ๐โฐ๏ธ๐๏ธ๐ป๐๏ธโบ๏ธ๐๐ ๐ก๐๏ธ๐๏ธ๐๏ธ๐ญ๐ข๐ฌ๐ฃ๐ค๐ฅ๐ฆ๐จ๐ช๐ซ๐ฉ๐๐๏ธโช๏ธ๐๐๐๐โฉ๏ธ๐ค๏ธ๐ฃ๏ธ๐พ๐๐๏ธ๐
๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๏ธ๐๐๐๐โ๏ธ๐ฑ๐ฒ๐ปโจ๏ธ๐ฅ๏ธ๐จ๏ธ๐ฑ๏ธ๐ฒ๏ธ๐น๏ธ๐๏ธ๐ฝ๐พ๐ฟ๐๐ผ๐ท๐ธ๐น๐ฅ๐ฝ๏ธ๐๏ธ๐โ๏ธ๐๐ ๐บ๐ป๐๏ธ๐๏ธ๐๏ธ๐งญโฑ๏ธโฒ๏ธโฐ๐ฐ๏ธโ๏ธโณ๐ก๐๐ชซ๐๐ก๐ฆ๐ฏ๏ธ๐ช๐งฏ๐ข๏ธ๐ธ๐ต๐ด๐ถ๐ท๐ช๐ฐ๐ณ๐ชช๐โ๏ธ๐ช๐งฐ๐ช๐ง๐จโ๏ธ๐ ๏ธโ๏ธ๐ช๐ฉโ๏ธ๐ชค๐งฑโ๏ธ๐งฒ๐ซ๐ฃ๐งจ๐ช๐ช๐ก๏ธโ๏ธ๐ก๏ธ๐ฌโฐ๏ธ๐ชฆโฑ๏ธ๐บ๐ฎ๐ฟ๐งฟ๐ชฌ๐โ๏ธ๐ญ๐ฌ๐ณ๏ธ๐ฉป๐ฉน๐ฉบ๐๐๐ฉธ๐งฌ๐ฆ ๐งซ๐งช๐ก๏ธ๐งน๐ช ๐งบ๐งป๐ฝ๐ฐ๐ฟ๐๐งผ๐ชฅ๐ช๐งฝ๐ชฃ๐งด๐๏ธ๐๐๏ธ๐ช๐ช๐๏ธ๐๏ธ๐๐งธ๐ช๐ผ๏ธ๐ช๐ช๐๏ธ๐๐๐๐๐๐ช๐ช
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๐น๐บ๐ผโง๏ธ๐ป๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ถ๐๐ฃโน๏ธ๐ค๐ก๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐0๏ธโฃ1๏ธโฃ2๏ธโฃ3๏ธโฃ4๏ธโฃ5๏ธโฃ6๏ธโฃ7๏ธโฃ8๏ธโฃ9๏ธโฃ๐๐ข#๏ธโฃโ๏ธโถ๏ธโธ๏ธโฏ๏ธโน๏ธโบ๏ธโญ๏ธโฎ๏ธโฉ๏ธโช๏ธโซ๏ธโฌ๏ธโ๏ธ๐ผ๐ฝโก๏ธโฌ
๏ธโฌ๏ธโฌ๏ธโ๏ธโ๏ธโ๏ธโ๏ธโ๏ธโ๏ธโช๏ธโฉ๏ธโคด๏ธโคต๏ธ๐๐๐๐๐๐ต๐ถโโโโ๏ธ๐ฐโพ๏ธ๐ฒ๐ฑโข๏ธยฉ๏ธยฎ๏ธ๐๏ธโ๐จ๏ธ๐๐๐๐๐ใฐ๏ธโฐโฟโ๏ธโ๏ธ๐๐ด๐ ๐ก๐ข๐ต๐ฃโซ๏ธโช๏ธ๐ค๐บ๐ป๐ธ๐น๐ถ๐ท๐ณ๐ฒโช๏ธโซ๏ธโพ๏ธโฝ๏ธโผ๏ธโป๏ธ๐ฅ๐ง๐จ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ชโฌ๏ธโฌ๏ธ๐ซ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ฃ๐ข๐ฌ๐ญ๐ฏ๏ธโ ๏ธโฃ๏ธโฅ๏ธโฆ๏ธ๐๐ด๐๏ธ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ก๐ข๐ฃ๐ค๐ฅ๐ฆ๐ง๐ณ๏ธ๐ด๐ดโโ ๏ธ๐๐ฉ๐ณ๏ธโ๐๐ณ๏ธโโง๏ธ๐บ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ซ๐ฆ๐ฝ๐ฆ๐ฑ๐ฉ๐ฟ๐ฆ๐ธ๐ฆ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ด๐ฆ๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ถ๐ฆ๐ฌ๐ฆ๐ท๐ฆ๐ฒ๐ฆ๐ผ๐ฆ๐บ๐ฆ๐น๐ฆ๐ฟ๐ง๐ธ๐ง๐ญ๐ง๐ฉ๐ง๐ง
๐ง๐พ๐ง๐ช๐ง๐ฟ๐ง๐ฏ๐ง๐ฒ๐ง๐น๐ง๐ด๐ง๐ฆ๐ง๐ผ๐ง๐ท๐ป๐ฌ๐ง๐ณ๐ง๐ฌ๐ง๐ซ๐ง๐ฎ๐ฐ๐ญ๐จ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฆ๐ฎ๐จ๐จ๐ป๐ง๐ถ๐ฐ๐พ๐จ๐ซ๐น๐ฉ๐ฎ๐ด๐จ๐ฑ๐จ๐ณ๐จ๐ฝ๐จ๐จ๐จ๐ด๐ฐ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฌ๐จ๐ฉ๐จ๐ฐ๐จ๐ท๐จ๐ฎ๐ญ๐ท๐จ๐บ๐จ๐ผ๐จ๐พ๐จ๐ฟ๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ฉ๐ฏ๐ฉ๐ฒ๐ฉ๐ด๐ช๐จ๐ช๐ฌ๐ธ๐ป๐ฌ๐ถ๐ช๐ท๐ช๐ช๐ธ๐ฟ๐ช๐น๐ช๐บ๐ซ๐ฐ๐ซ๐ด๐ซ๐ฏ๐ซ๐ฎ๐ซ๐ท๐ฌ๐ซ๐ต๐ซ๐น๐ซ๐ฌ๐ฆ๐ฌ๐ฒ๐ฌ๐ช๐ฉ๐ช๐ฌ๐ญ๐ฌ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ท๐ฌ๐ฑ๐ฌ๐ฉ๐ฌ๐ต๐ฌ๐บ๐ฌ๐น๐ฌ๐ฌ๐ฌ๐ณ๐ฌ๐ผ๐ฌ๐พ๐ญ๐น๐ญ๐ณ๐ญ๐ฐ๐ญ๐บ๐ฎ๐ธ๐ฎ๐ณ๐ฎ๐ฉ๐ฎ๐ท๐ฎ๐ถ๐ฎ๐ช๐ฎ๐ฒ๐ฎ๐ฑ๐ฎ๐น๐ฏ๐ฒ๐ฏ๐ต๐๐ฏ๐ช๐ฏ๐ด๐ฐ๐ฟ๐ฐ๐ช๐ฐ๐ฎ๐ฝ๐ฐ๐ฐ๐ผ๐ฐ๐ฌ๐ฑ๐ฆ๐ฑ๐ป๐ฑ๐ง๐ฑ๐ธ๐ฑ๐ท๐ฑ๐พ๐ฑ๐ฎ๐ฑ๐น๐ฑ๐บ๐ฒ๐ด๐ฒ๐ฌ๐ฒ๐ผ๐ฒ๐พ๐ฒ๐ป๐ฒ๐ฑ๐ฒ๐น๐ฒ๐ญ๐ฒ๐ถ๐ฒ๐ท๐ฒ๐บ๐พ๐น๐ฒ๐ฝ๐ซ๐ฒ๐ฒ๐ฉ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฒ๐ณ๐ฒ๐ช๐ฒ๐ธ๐ฒ๐ฆ๐ฒ๐ฟ๐ฒ๐ฒ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ท๐ณ๐ต๐ณ๐ฑ๐ณ๐จ๐ณ๐ฟ๐ณ๐ฎ๐ณ๐ช๐ณ๐ฌ๐ณ๐บ๐ณ๐ซ๐ฐ๐ต๐ฒ๐ฐ๐ฒ๐ต๐ณ๐ด๐ด๐ฒ๐ต๐ฐ๐ต๐ผ๐ต๐ธ๐ณ๐ด๐ด๐ฒ๐ต๐ฐ๐ต๐ผ๐ต๐ธ๐ต๐ฆ๐ต๐ฌ๐ต๐พ๐ต๐ช๐ต๐ญ๐ต๐ณ๐ต๐ฑ๐ต๐น๐ต๐ท๐ถ๐ฆ๐ท๐ช๐ท๐ด๐ท๐บ๐ท๐ผ๐ผ๐ธ๐ธ๐น๐ธ๐ฆ๐ธ๐ณ๐ท๐ธ๐ธ๐จ๐ธ๐ฑ๐ธ๐ฌ๐ธ๐ฝ๐ธ๐ฐ๐ธ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ธ๐ธ๐ง๐ธ๐ด๐ฟ๐ฆ๐ฐ๐ท๐ธ๐ธ๐ช๐ธ๐ฑ๐ฐ๐ง๐ฑ๐ธ๐ญ๐ฐ๐ณ๐ฑ๐จ๐ต๐ฒ๐ป๐จ๐ธ๐ฉ๐ธ๐ท๐ธ๐ช๐จ๐ญ๐ธ๐พ๐น๐ผ๐น๐ฏ๐น๐ฟ๐น๐ญ๐น๐ฑ๐น๐ฌ๐น๐ฐ๐น๐ด๐น๐น๐น๐ณ๐น๐ท๐น๐ฒ๐น๐จ๐น๐ป๐ป๐ฎ๐บ๐ฌ๐บ๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ช๐ฌ๐ง๐ด๓ ง๓ ข๓ ฅ๓ ฎ๓ ง๓ ฟ๐ด๓ ง๓ ข๓ ณ๓ ฃ๓ ด๓ ฟ๐ด๓ ง๓ ข๓ ท๓ ฌ๓ ณ๓ ฟ๐บ๐ธ๐บ๐พ๐บ๐ฟ๐ป๐บ๐ป๐ฆ๐ป๐ช๐ป๐ณ๐ผ๐ซ๐ช๐ญ๐พ๐ช๐ฟ๐ฒ๐ฟ๐ผ
#gimmick blog#emojis#completionist blog#counting blog#emoji completionist#not emoji counting#i underestimated how many emojis there are#i just typed all 1837 of them out#and then counted them#by hand#๐ฅฒ
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my honest reaction: ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ถ๐คฃ๐โบ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ค๐ฃ๐
๐๐ค๐ฅ๐ฎ๐ค๐๐๐ค๐๐๐๐ฏ๐๐๐๐ช๐๐ค๐ค๐ซ๐คค๐ฒ๐ข๐ด๐โน๐ญ๐๐๐๐ฆ๐ง๐ต๐ท๐ฟ๐จ๐ก๐ค๐น๐ฉ๐ ๐ค๐บ๐ฌ๐๐คข๐๐ฐ๐ค ๐คงโ ๐ฑ๐คกโป๐ป๐ณ๐คฅ๐๐ฝ๐พ๐ผ๐๐ถ๐ค๐ฝ๐ฆ๐ผ๐ฉ๐๐ง๐จโโ๏ธ๐บ๐ฟ๐จ๐ฉโโ๏ธ๐ธ๐พ๐ฉ๐จโ๐๐น๐๐ด๐ฉโ๐๐ป๐๐ต๐จโ๐ซ๐ฉโ๐ซ๐จโ๐ง๐ฉโ๐ฌ๐จโโ๏ธ๐จโโ๐ฉโ๐ง๐จโ๐ป๐ฉโโ๏ธ๐ฉโโ๐จโ๐ญ๐ฉโ๐ป๐จโ๐๐จโ๐พ๐ฉโ๐ญ๐จโ๐ค๐ฉโ๐๐ฉโ๐พ๐จโ๐ผ๐ฉโ๐ค๐จโ๐๐จโ๐ณ๐ฉโ๐ผ๐จโ๐จ๐ฉโ๐๐ฉโ๐ณ๐จโ๐ฌ๐ฉโ๐จ๐ฎโโ๏ธ๐ฎโโ๏ธ๐ณโโ๏ธ๐คด๐โโ๏ธ๐ต๏ธโโ๏ธ๐ณโโ๏ธ๐ฐ๐โโ๏ธ๐ต๏ธโโ๏ธ๐ฑโโ๏ธ๐คต๐
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๐ฒ๐โโ๏ธ๐ทโโ๏ธ๐คถ๐โโ๏ธ๐โโ๏ธ๐ทโโ๏ธ๐ธ๐โโ๏ธ๐โโ๏ธ๐โโ๏ธ๐คทโโ๏ธ๐ถโโ๏ธ๐ด๐โโ๏ธ๐คทโโ๏ธ๐โโ๏ธ๐ฃ๐โโ๏ธ๐โโ๏ธ๐โโ๏ธ๐ค๐โโ๏ธ๐โโ๏ธ๐๐ฅ๐โโ๏ธ๐โโ๏ธ๐บ๐ซ๐คฆโโ๏ธ๐โโ๏ธ๐ฏโโ๏ธ๐ฌ๐คฆโโ๏ธ๐ถโโ๏ธ๐ฏโโ๏ธ๐ญ๐๐จโ๐ฆ๐ฉโ๐งโ๏ธ๐๐จโ๐ฆโ๐ฆ๐ฉโ๐งโ๐ฆ๐๐ช๐จโ๐ง๐ฉโ๐งโ๐ง๐๐จโ๐ฉโ๐ง๐จโ๐งโ๐ฆ๐ช๐๐จโ๐ฉโ๐งโ๐ฆ๐จโ๐งโ๐ง๐คณโ๐จโ๐ฉโ๐ฆโ๐ฆ๐ฉโ๐ฆ๐๐ค๐จโ๐ฉโ๐งโ๐ง๐ฉโ๐ฆโ๐ฆ๐๐๐คโโ๐๐ค๐๐๐ฃ๐๐ค๐๐โ๐ค๐๐๐๐ค๐
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๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ฆโค๐โฃ๐จ๐๐๐๐ซ๐๐๐ค๐ฌ๐๐ค๐ข๐จ๐๐๐ฃ๐ฏ๐๐๐ฅ๐ญ๐ณ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ฉ๐ถ๐๐๐๐๐๐ โ๐๐๐ก๐ฟ๐๐๐ข๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ต๐ฆ๐ด๐๐๐ฑ๐๐ท๐ฆ๐๐ฆ๐๐ถ๐ฆ๐ฆ๐๐๐ฏ๐ฎ๐ฝ๐ฉ๐
๐๐๐บ๐๐๐๐๐๐จ๐ค๐ช๐น๐ผ๐ฅ๐ซ๐ฐ๐พ๐ฆ๐๐๐ฆ๐ง๐ฆ๐ฟ๐๐๐ญ๐ฆ๐๐ฆ
๐๐ป๐ฃ๐ฆ๐ฆ๐๐ฆ๐๐ธ๐ณ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ข๐ฌ๐ฆ๐๐ฆ๐๐ฆ๐๐๐ ๐ฆ๐ท๐ฒ๐ก๐ฆ๐ธ๐ฆ๐บ๐ณ๐๐๐ป๐ด๐๐ธ๐ผ๐ต๐๐ฎ๐ท๐พ๏ฟฝ๏ฟฝโ๐ฟ๐น๐ฑโ๐ฅ๐ฒ๐๐๐๐ฅ๐ฅ๐๐๐ฅ๐๐๐๐๐ฅ๐๐๐ฅ๐ฐ๐๐๐ฅ๐๐๐๐ฝ๐ฅ๐๐
๐ถ๐ฅ๐ฅ๐๐ฅ๐๐ง๐ญ๐ฒ๐๐๐ฎ๐ฅ๐๐๐ฏ๐ฟ๐๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ฑ๐ ๐๐ฅ๐๐ข๐๐ณ๐๐ฃ๐ค๐ช๐ฏ๐ท๐ฅ๐๐ผ๐ธ๐ก๐ฐ๐ฅ๐น๐ฆ๐ซโ๐บ๐ง๐ฌ๐ต๐ป๐จ๐ญ๐ถ๐ฅ๐ฉ๐ฎ๐พ๐ฅ๐ฝ๐ด๐ฅ๐ช๐บ๐๐๐๐
๐๐๐๐ฅ๐๐๐๐ฅ๐๐๐๐ฒ๐๏ธโโ๏ธ๐คธโโ๏ธ๐คพโโ๏ธโ ๏ธ๐ดโโ๏ธ๐คธโโ๏ธ๐คบโฅ๏ธ๐ดโโ๏ธ๐คผโโ๏ธ๐คนโโ๏ธโฆ๏ธโฃ๏ธ๐๐๐ด๐๐๐๐ก๐๐ป๐๐ข๐๐๐๐ฃ๐๐๐๐ค๐บ๐๐๐ฅ๐๐๐๐ฆโฐ๐๐ ๐จ๐ฉ๐๐๐๐ช๐ผโฒ๐๐ซ๐ฝโบ๐๐ฌโช๐โผ๐ญ๐๐โจ๏ธ๐ฏ๐๐๐๐ฐโฉ๐
๐ ๐ก๐ฐ๐๐๐ข๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ช๐๐๐๐ญ๐
๐๐๐ผ๐๐๐๐จ๐๐๐๐โ๐คโ๐๐โฝโต๐๐ฒ๐จ๐ฃโโ๏ธ๐๐ด๐ฅ๐ฃโโ๏ธ๐๐ต๐ฆ๐ถ๐๐๐ง๐ค๐๐ฃ๐๐ณโด๐๐๐ฅ๐๐ช๐๐ข๐๐โโ๐ ๐โณ๐ฉ๐ก๐โ๐ซ๐๐ฝโฐ๐ฌ๐ฐ๐ฟโฑโฒ๐๐๐ค๐ฐ๐๐ก๐๐๐๐๐ฅ๐ง๐๐ข๐๐๐๐๐ฆ๐๐๐ฃ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐โญ๐ฅ๐๐๐๐ฆ๐๐๐ ๐ง๐๐กโ๏ธ๐จ๐โ๏ธโ
๐ฉ๐๐โ๐ช๐๐๐ค๐ซ๐ฌโก๐๐โ๐โ๏ธ๐โโ๏ธโโ๐ฅโฑ๐ง๐๐๐๐บ๐๐๐ค๐ป๐๐ผ๐ง๐ฅ๐๐ต๐ป๐ฑ๐ข๐ถ๐ท๐ฒ๐ฃ๐๐ธโ๏ธ๐ฏ๐๐น๐๐โจ๐ฅ๐น๐ ๐ฑ๐๐ผ๐๐ฒ๐ฝ๐๐๐ฝ๐ฌ๐๐ป๐พ๐บ๐ฌ๐ฅ๐ฟ๐ท๐ญ๐จ๐๐ธ๐ก๐ฏ๐๐๐ฐ๐ก๐๐๐ด๐ฆ๐๐ฐ๐ต๐ฎ๐๐๐ถ๐๐๐๐ท๐๐๐๐ธ๐๐๐ท๐ณ๐ฑ๐ฅ๐ณ๐๐ฒ๐ฆโ๐ผโ๐ซโ๐๐ง๐ช๐๐๐จ๐ฌ๐๐๐ฉ๐ญ๐๐
๐ค๐ฎ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐จ๐๐๐โ๐๐๐โ๐๐๐๐ ๐โ๏ธ๐๐กโ๐๐ฌ๐ซโโฐ๐นโโฑ๐ก๐๐ฟ๐งโ๐ข๐ฉ๐๐ฎโ๐๐๐ง๐ผ๐ธ๐ท๐ฎ๐พโ๐ต๐ฐ๐๐ซ๐โฟ๐๐ณโข๐น๐๐ญโฃ๐บ๐
๐ฏโฌ๏ธ๐ปโ ๏ธ๐ต๐โขโฃโฌ๏ธโ๏ธโก๏ธโ๏ธ๐๐โ๏ธโฉ๐โกโฌ๏ธโช๐โธโ๏ธโคด๏ธ๐โฏ๏ธโฌ
๏ธโคต๏ธ๐โฆโฎ๐๐ฏโ๐โ๏ธโโ๐โชโโ๐โฎโโโถ๏ธ๐ผโโโฉโซโโโญ๐ฝโโโฏโฌโธ๐ถ๐ฑโโน๐ณโญโโบ๐ดโ
โ๏ธโโป๏ธโโ๏ธ๐ฆ๐โโ๐
โโโ๐๐ฐโโโฐโ๐ ๐
ฑ๏ธโฟโ๐ก๐๏ธใฝ๏ธโ๐ข๐๏ธโณโ๐ฃ๐๏ธโดใฐ๏ธ๐คโนโ๐๐
ฐ๏ธ๐๏ธโ๏ธ๐ฏ๐๏ธโ๏ธ๐๏ธ๐๏ธ๐น๏ธใ๏ธ๐๏ธ๐๏ธ๏ฟฝ๏ฟฝ๏ธใ๏ธ๐
พ๏ธ๐๏ธ๐ฒ๏ธ๐บ๏ธ๐๏ธ๐ท๏ธ๐๏ธ๐ต๏ธ๐
ฟ๏ธ๐ถ๏ธ๐ธ๏ธโซ๏ธ๐๏ธ๐ฏ๏ธ๐ด๏ธโป๐๏ธ๐๏ธ๐ณ๏ธโผโฝ๐น๏ธโช๐ณ๐ณ๏ธโ๐๐ณ๏ธโ๐๐ณ๏ธโ๐๐ณ๏ธโ๐๐ณ๏ธโ๐๐ณ๏ธโ๐๐ณ๏ธโ๐๐ณ๏ธโ๐๐ณ๏ธโ๐๐ณ๏ธโ๐๐ณ๏ธโ๐๐ณ๏ธโ๐๐ณ๏ธโ๐๐ณ๏ธโ๐๐ณ๏ธโ๐๐ณ๏ธโ๐๐ณ๏ธโ๐๐ณ๏ธโ๐๐ณ๏ธโ๐๐ณ๏ธโ๐๐ณ๏ธโ๐๐ณ๏ธโ๐๐ณ๏ธโ๐๐ณ๏ธโ๐๐ณ๏ธโ๐๐ณ๏ธโ๐๐ณ๏ธโ๐๐ณ๏ธโ๐๐ณ๏ธโ๐โฌ๐ป๐ดโโฌ๐ ๐ตโ๐ถ๏ธ๐๐โ๐ท๏ธ๐ฒ๐ฉโ๐ธ๏ธ๐ณ๐ดโโ
โพโพ๐ฆ๐จ๐ฆ๐ฒ๐ฆ๐ผ๐ง๐ซ๐ฆ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ด๐ฆ๐ฝ๐ง๐ฌ๐ฆ๐ช๐ฆ๐ถ๐ฆ๐ฟ๐ง๐ญ๐ฆ๐ซ๐ฆ๐ท๐ง๐ฆ๐ง๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ฌ๐ฆ๐ธ๐ง๐ง๐ง๐ฏ๐ฆ๐ฎ๐ฆ๐น๐ง๐ฉ๐ง๐ฑ๐ฆ๐ฑ๐ฆ๐บ๐ง๐ช๐ง๐ฒ๐ง๐ณ๐ง๐พ๐จ๐ญ๐จ๐ท๐ง๐ด๐ง๐ฟ๐จ๐ฎ๐จ๐บ๐ง๐ถ๐จ๐ฆ๐จ๐ฐ๐จ๐ป๐ง๐ท๐จ๐จ๐จ๐ฑ๐จ๐ผ๐ง๐ธ๐จ๐ฉ๐จ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฝ๐ง๐น๐จ๐ซ๐จ๐ณ๐จ๐พ๐ง๐ผ๐จ๐ฌ๐จ๐ด๐จ๐ฟ๐ฉ๐ช๐ช๐ช๐ซ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ง๐ฉ๐ฏ๐ช๐ฌ๐ซ๐ฏ๐ฌ๐ฉ๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ช๐ญ๐ซ๐ฐ๐ฌ๐ช๐ฉ๐ฒ๐ช๐ท๐ซ๐ฒ๐ฌ๐ซ๐ฉ๐ด๐ช๐ธ๐ซ๐ด๐ฌ๐ฌ๐ฉ๐ฟ๐ช๐น๐ซ๐ท๐ฌ๐ญ๐ช๐จ๐ช๐บ๐ฌ๐ฆ๐ฌ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ฑ๐ฌ๐น๐ญ๐ท๐ฎ๐ฒ๐ฌ๐ฒ๐ฌ๐บ๐ญ๐น๐ฎ๐ณ๐ฌ๐ณ๐ฌ๐ผ๐ญ๐บ๐ฎ๐ด๐ฌ๐ต๐ฌ๐พ๐ฎ๐จ๐ฎ๐ถ๐ฌ๐ถ๐ญ๐ฐ๐ฎ๐ฉ๐ฎ๐ท๐ฌ๐ท๐ญ๐ฒ๐ฎ๐ช๐ฎ๐ธ๐ฌ๐ธ๐ญ๐ณ๐ฎ๐ฑ๐ฎ๐น๐ฏ๐ช๐ฐ๐ฎ๐ฐ๐ฟ๐ฑ๐ธ๐ฏ๐ฒ๐ฐ๐ฒ๐ฑ๐ฆ๐ฑ๐น๐ฏ๐ด๐ฐ๐ณ๐ฑ๐ง๐ฑ๐บ๐ฏ๐ต๐ฐ๐ต๐ฑ๐จ๐ฑ๐ป๐ฐ๐ช๐ฐ๐ท๐ฑ๐ฎ๐ฑ๐พ๐ฐ๐ฌ๐ฐ๐ผ๐ฑ๐ฐ๐ฒ๐ฆ๐ฐ๐ญ๐ฐ๐พ๐ฑ๐ท๐ฒ๐จ๐ฒ๐ฉ๐ฒ๐ณ๐ฒ๐บ๐ณ๐จ๐ฒ๐ช๐ฒ๐ด๐ฒ๐ป๐ณ๐ช๐ฒ๐ฌ๐ฒ๐ต๐ฒ๐ผ๐ณ๐ซ๐ฒ๐ญ๐ฒ๐ถ๐ฒ๐ฝ๐ณ๐ฌ๐ฒ๐ฐ๐ฒ๐ท๐ฒ๐พ๐ณ๐ฎ๐ฒ๐ฑ๐ฒ๐ธ๐ฒ๐ฟ๐ณ๐ฑ๐ฒ๐ฒ๐ฒ๐น๐ณ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ด๐ณ๐ต๐ต๐ซ๐ต๐ท๐ท๐ด๐ณ๐ท๐ต๐ฌ๐ต๐ธ๐ท๐ธ๐ณ๐บ๐ต๐ญ๐ต๐น๐ณ๐ฟ๐ต๐ฐ๐ต๐ผ๐ท๐ผ๐ด๐ฒ๐ต๐ฑ๐ต๐พ๐ธ๐ฆ๐ต๐ฆ๐ต๐ฒ๐ถ๐ฆ๐ธ๐ง๐ต๐ช๐ต๐ณ๐ท๐ช๐ธ๐จ๐ธ๐ฉ๐ธ๐ฒ๐ธ๐ฝ๐น๐ฌ๐ธ๐ช๐ธ๐ณ๐ธ๐พ๐น๐ญ๐ธ๐ฌ๐ธ๐ด๐ธ๐ฟ๐น๐ฏ๐ธ๐ญ๐ธ๐ท๐น๐ฆ๐น๐ฐ๐ธ๐ฎ๐ธ๐ธ๐น๐จ๐น๐ฑ๐ธ๐ฐ๐ธ๐น๐น๐ฉ๐น๐ฒ๐ธ๐ฑ๐ธ๐ป๐น๐ซ๐น๐ณ๐น๐ด๐บ๐ฌ๐ป๐ช๐ฝ๐ฐ๐น๐ท๐บ๐ณ๐ป๐ฌ๐พ๐ช๐น๐น๐บ๐ธ๐ป๐ฎ๐พ๐น๐น๐ป๐บ๐พ๐ป๐ณ๐ฟ๐ฆ๐น๐ผ๐บ๐ฟ๐ป๐บ๐ฟ๐ฒ๐น๐ฟ๐ป๐ฆ๐ผ๐ซ๐ฟ๐ผ๐บ๐ฆ๐ป๐จ๐ผ๐ธ
Iโm half ready to turn off asks.
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asking on behalf of my friend, whats the cast's fave animal and fave colors? :D (including dante, wankou, and dakota!)
(also i would assume fave animal for someone like vittorino and fave color for someone like juliek might be obvious tho lol, unless rabbit symbolism doesnt = fave)
Hahahaha, this is fun:D
Although, I doubt Vittorino actually likes rabbits now. Most likely a huge trigger for him. Maybe he liked them in the past. I doubt he would like animals. Let's see....
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๐Ryker; Ryker loves sheep, chickens, and okapi! And their favorite color is purple (which Accardi commented on before hahaha)
๐ฆLeon; Likes beige perhaps? His favorite animal(s) would be deer, mule deer, elk, moose...... [and then he would go on and on with the list]
๐ฆFrancis; Favorite color; Yellow. Favorite animal; pie bavarde.
๐Dante; Favorite color; Grey. Favorite animal might be tough, I doubt Dante likes animals that much. If he had to choose, it might be a jaguar.
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Accardi; Favorite color; RED ๐๐๐Favorite animal; Hmmm..... possibly a tiger or orca
๐ฆVittorino; Favorite color......hmmm..... maybe orange? Or a seafoam green? Favorite animal would be difficult. He's terrified of rabbits, but, I think he really likes birds, especially pigeons or doves.
๐ฆJuliek; Looooooves pink ๐ His favorite animal might be the white peacock or a horse with a spotted coat.
๐Amalia; LOVES horses. Big horse girl. And a big fan of the color lime green.
๐ฅSusan; Likes indigo and kiwis!
๐ฆGabriel; Favorite color changes weekly. This week he really likes salmon red. And his favorite animal is the bearded dragon.
๐บDakota; Loooooves light steel blue and wolves!
๐Wankou; Red and black is his favorite, and uses that in a lot of his tattoo works. His favorite animal might be a yak.
๐ชฒBeetle; Similar to a mantis shrimp, Beetle can see colors humans can't comprehend. So his favorite would be something indescribable. His favorite animal might be something small like
????; Favorite color; Red. Her favorite animal is rabbit.
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Hello, I wanted to request a bot from Natalie Scatorccio where she is a Ghostface obsessed with her neighbor since the user Joined the football team And they became teammates the nat Got interested in the user began stalking the user, researching everything about her in the school yearbook, discovering that the two had things in common leaving Nat even more obsessed with the user. Over time, the city was plagued by a masked serial killer. who chased and killed some students at the school. The culprit was Nat who didn't want any boy to look at the user the nat It's now at the door From the house Gives user Your girlfriend Inviting her for a motorcycle ride
Natalie Scatorccio Bot (Link at Bottom)
AN: I love unhinged women so this was a fun one to write
The town had been on edge for weeks.
The killings were brutal, calculated, deliberate. Boys from your high school, torn apart in the dead of night. The kind of boys who had everythingโmoney, charm, confidence. The kind of boys who barely noticed anyone outside their little bubble.
Except they had noticed you.
And now, they were dead.
You should have been afraid. Everyone else was. Students whispered in hushed voices, curfews were set, the town was drowning in fear. But you? You werenโt afraid.
Maybe that was because, deep down, you knew the truth.
And the truth was standing in your doorway, leaning against the frame with a lazy smirk, dark eyes gleaming under the porch light. Natalie Scatorccio.
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A Few Hours Earlier
Blood splattered across the cracked pavement, pooling beneath the boyโs limp body. His eyes were still open, glazed with shock, mouth parted in a silent scream that never had the chance to leave his lips.
He had begged. They always did.
Natalie rolled her shoulders, exhaling slowly as she crouched beside him. She had gotten better at thisโquick, efficient, precise. The first kill had been messy, frantic, but now? Now it was easy.
She dipped her fingers into the blood pooling beneath his ruined chest, swiping it lazily across his cheekbone. A red smear. Like war paint.
Her breath was steady. Her pulse didnโt even race anymore.
It wasnโt about the kill. It was about you.
This boy had touched you. Had looked at you like he thought he had a chance. Like he didnโt know that you werenโt his to want.
Natalie licked her lips, tilting her head as she admired her work. It was almost poetic, the way they all looked the same in deathโpale, empty, nothing. They didnโt matter. They never mattered.
But you did.
And tonight, you were finally going to understand that.
The Ghostface mask lay discarded beside her, the blade gleaming under the dim glow of a nearby streetlight. A few more minutes, and sheโd clean up. Hide the evidence. She had a system now. The cops were clueless, chasing ghosts.
They didnโt matter either.
The only thing that mattered was getting to you.
___
"You coming or what?" she asked, tilting her head toward the sleek black motorcycle parked by the curb.
She had scrubbed the blood from her skin, swapped out her usual hoodie for her favorite leather jacket. The scent of gasoline masked everything else, but if she leaned in close enoughโif you let herโshe knew sheโd still smell like iron, like the end of something.
Like the beginning of this.
Natalie always had a way of making everything feel like a dare. Like she already knew what you were going to say, and she was just waiting for you to prove her right.
She had been like this since the moment you met.
At first, you thought she was just being friendly. She had been the first one to actually talk to you when you joined the Soccer team, the first one to notice you in a way that wasnโt dismissive or patronizing. But as time went on, you started noticing things, too.
Like how she always seemed to be where you were. How her gaze would linger just a little too long. How she knew things about you that you never remembered telling her.
Then there were the yearbooks. You had seen them once, peeking out from her open lockerโyour face circled in red ink, pages creased like they had been flipped through a thousand times.
And yet, when she looked at you, you didnโt feel afraid.
Natalie was always like that. Possessive in ways that should have scared you, but didnโt.
She watched you. Studied you. Protected you.
And, sometimes, you swore she was the reason you felt safe at all.
Now, standing here, the weight of her attention settled on you like a second skin.
"You coming?" she asked again, voice light, teasing, but there was something underneath it. Something expectant.
For a moment, a tiny voice in the back of your mind whispered that you should say no. That there was something off, something wrong.
Then she reached out, brushing her fingers against your wristโjust for a second, just enough to send a shiver down your spine.
And just like that, the unease faded.
"Yeah," you said, stepping forward. "Letโs go."
Natalie grinned, tossing you a helmet. As you climbed onto the back of her bike, arms instinctively wrapping around her waist, she let out a slow, steady breath.
It was the kind of exhale that came after winning something.
Because, in her mind, she had won.
She had been patient. Had waited. Had eliminated every single obstacle between you and her.
And now?
You were exactly where you belonged.
Link -> ๐ฆ
#yellowjackets#natalie scatorccio#๐ฆ๐ bots#๐ฆ๐ asks#๐ฆ๐ requests#janitor ai#jai bot#natalie scatorccio bot
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"Could I request some of your finest animal/nature pronouns
I donโt know why I asked like that-"
|Bunny/Arrow|
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Monkey/Monkeyself
Lion/Lionself
Tiger/Tigerself
Cat/Catself
Leopard/Leopardself
Dog/Dogself
Wolf/Wolfself
Bear/Bearself
Koala/Koalaself
Panda/Pandaself
Mouse/Mouseself
Rat/Ratself
Hamster/Hamsterself
Bunny/Bunnyself
Rabbit/Rabbitself
Fox/Foxself
Cow/Cowself
Pig/Pigself
Boar/Boarself
Zebra/Zebraself
Horse/Horseself
Donkey/Donkeyself
Frog/Frogself
Gecko/Geckoself
Lizard/Lizardself
Turtle/Turtleself
Tortoise/Tortoiseself
Snake/Snakeself
Crocodile/Crocodileself
Alligator/Alligatorself
Goat/Goatself
Deer/Deerself
Elephant/Elephant
Rhino/Rhinoself
Giraffe/Giraffeself
Squirrel/Squirrelself
Hedgehog/Hedgehogself
Bat/Batself
Hawk/Hawkself
Owl/Owlself
Rooster/Roosterseld
Chicken/Chickenself
Chick/Chickself
Bird/Birdself
Fish/Fishself
Shark/Sharkself
Dolphin/Dolphinself
Whale/Whaleself
Duck/Duckself
Penguin/Penguinself
Shrimp/Shrimpself
Crab/Crabself
Squid/Squidself
Jellyfish/Jellyfishself
Scorpion/Scorpionself
Spider/Spiderself
Slug/Slugself
Ant/Antself
Cricket/Cricketself
Firefly/Fireflyself
Bee/Beeself
Ladybird/Ladybirdself
Butterfly/Butterflyself
Plant/Plantself
Clover/Cloverself
Leaf/Leafself
Cactus/Cactursself
Tree/Treeself
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Flower/Flowerself
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Hello you can do one bot from the Natalie Scatorccio Where she dates The user reader! Autistic! Who is super sensitive Doesn't like physical touch very much Natรกlie is super affectionate With users Always being patient Touching her trying to make her as comfortable as possible. First kiss From the user With Nat Natalie more experienced Cute kiss hiding in the cabin While everyone sleeps .:โ -โ )
Natalie Scatorccio Bot {Links at the bottom}
AN: as an autistic adult this was so fun to write! I hope you like it :))
The cabin was suffocating.
It wasnโt just the cold air seeping through the cracks in the warped wooden walls, or the thin blankets that barely kept the frost at bay. It was everything. The uneven rise and fall of a dozen sleeping breaths. The rustle of bodies shifting in sleep. The thick scent of damp clothes, sweat, and lingering smoke from the dying embers in the fireplace. Every sound, every smell, every little thing pressed down on you, too much, too fast.
You curled in on yourself, pressing your hands against your knees, trying to focusโon anything, on nothing, on breathingโbut it wasnโt working. The scratchy fabric of your sweater rubbed wrong against your skin. The floor beneath you was too hard, too cold. The air felt tight, pressing against your chest, and you were on the edge of something sharp, something you couldnโt quite pull yourself back from.
And then there was Natalie.
She sat beside you in the darkest corner of the cabin, where the firelight barely reached, her presence grounding in a way nothing else was. Unlike the others, her breathing wasnโt erratic or heavyโit was steady, quiet, careful. She always stayed close, but never too close. Never in a way that would overwhelm you.
Her hand rested between you, palm up, open but not touching. Just waiting.
Natalie didn't always understand you, not fully, but she understood enough. Enough to know that words werenโt always needed. Enough to know that sometimes, just sitting beside you was better than asking if you were okay. And she wanted to understand. That was what got to her the mostโyou were different, quieter, more hesitant, but you tried with her, and that meant everything. Maybe more than she was ready to admit. Because somewhere along the way, it stopped feeling like she was looking out for you just because she caredโit started feeling like she needed you, too. Like she was better, softer, when she was with you.
"Youโre shivering," she murmured, voice low, warm.
You didnโt answer. You didnโt trust yourself to.
But she saw it anyway. Of course, she did. Natalie always noticed.
โCโmere,โ she whispered. โYou donโt have to, butโฆ Iโll keep you warm.โ
You hesitated. Not because you didnโt want to, but because even now, even with her, touch was still so much.
Natalie didnโt push. She never did. Instead, she just tilted her head slightly, waiting for you to decide.
Slowly, carefully, you leaned inโnot fully into her, but just enough that your shoulder brushed hers. It wasnโt much, but it was enough.
Natalie let out a quiet, breathy laugh, warm against your cheek. โLook at you, getting all brave on me.โ
You rolled your eyes, but there was no real bite to it. โShut up.โ
Her grin softened, her voice dipping into something quieter. โNever.โ
The space between you felt smaller now, the air charged with something unspoken. The chaos of the cabinโthe sounds, the smells, the overwhelming everythingโfaded into the background. There was only her.
Your heart pounded, pulse thrumming in your ears.
You wanted to kiss her.
The realization made your breath hitch. You werenโt sure what had changed, only that sitting here, wrapped in the quiet with her, you didnโt feel overwhelmed anymore. Just nervous. Just hopeful.
Natalie caught the shift in your expression immediately. Her teasing grin faded into something more serious, more patient. โWhat is it?โ
You swallowed, your fingers twisting into the fabric of your sleeve. โIโฆ I think I want to kiss you.โ
The words felt strange in your mouth, foreign and heavy, but you meant them. And when Natalieโs eyes widened slightly, you worried, just for a moment, that maybe youโd ruined something.
But then she smiledโreally smiled. โYeah?โ She giggled so breathlessly you almost missed it.
For someone as confident, as sure of herself as Natalie, it was rare to see her like thisโsoft, a little surprised, maybe even a little nervous. It made something in you settle.
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Can you do a backflip
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my second req is for Laura Lee cause we suffer with the lack of her bots
I imagine a non-crash au in which Laura Lee and User are two Catholic/Christian girls (I don't know Laura Lee's religion) and study together in a school that faithfully follows that religion. They're best friends but they're in love with each other but they don't know it, apart from having to deal with parental pressure, religion and conflicting feelings, they also have to deal with the inhabitants of Wiskayok who call them slurs and insinuate that they're lesbians (which is funny because they realized it before they did). It reminds me a bit of the vibe of Clairo's song Sofia, when she says they shouldn't feel like a crime, and I imagine a similar setting to The Virgins Suicides and Lady Bird. I hope you get it the vibe and the plot, Iโm sorry if it seems confuse and with you want more details just say ๐
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Laura Lee Bot Request (Link at bottom)
Itโs a hot afternoon in Wiskayok, and youโre sitting with Laura Lee under the old oak tree behind your school, textbooks sprawled across your laps. The bell for afternoon prayer rang ten minutes ago, but neither of you moved. You told yourselves you were studying, but neither of you had flipped a page in ages.
Laura Leeโs blonde hair catches the sunlight like a halo, and you try not to stare as she absentmindedly fiddles with her silver cross necklace, her lips moving as if sheโs silently rehearsing a prayer. Your heart feels heavy, not with sin, but with something more complicatedโsomething youโre too afraid to name.
โYouโre quiet today,โ she says, looking over at you, her blue eyes soft with concern.
โJust thinking,โ you mumble, tracing circles on the corner of your notebook.
โAbout?โ
You. But you donโt say that. Instead, you shrug. โMy mom. She wants me to join her Bible study group. Says itโll โhelp me stay on the right path.โโ You scoff a little, masking your frustration with humor.
Laura Lee doesnโt laugh. โShe just wants whatโs best for you,โ she says quietly, though her voice lacks conviction. You know her well enough to catch the flicker of doubt.
โWhat about you?โ you ask, deflecting. โHowโs your mom?โ
Her hand stills on her necklace, and she looks away. โSheโs fine. Justโฆ keeps asking when Iโm going to find a nice boy from church.โ She tries to laugh, but it sounds hollow.
The words hang between you, heavy with unspoken truths. You both know whatโs unsaid, but youโre too scared to acknowledge it. Instead, you sit in that uneasy silence, hoping the tension will dissolve on its own.
Then the laughter starts. A group of boys from town loiter nearby, snickering and pointing in your direction. You can hear the muttered slurs, the cruel insinuations.
โDonโt let them get to you,โ Laura Lee says, her voice firm now, her hand resting briefly over yours.
โDoesnโt bother me,โ you lie, even as your cheeks burn with shame.
She doesnโt respond, but her hand lingers longer than it should, her touch gentle but grounding. For a moment, it feels like the whole world fades awayโthe heat, the noise, the expectationsโand all thatโs left is her.
โMaybe we should head back,โ she says, breaking the spell.
You nod, gathering your things as your mind churns with conflicting emotions. You shouldnโt feel this way, not about her, not when it feels like every part of your life is pushing you toward a path youโre not sure you want to walk.
But as you follow her back to the school, the sunlight catching her smile, you canโt help but think: if this is wrong, why does it feel so much like grace?
The walk back to the school is quiet, but the silence between you and Laura Lee feels anything but empty. Her shoulder brushes yours every so often, and each time, your heart stumbles like youโve forgotten how to breathe. You keep your gaze fixed on the ground, counting the cracks in the sidewalk, trying to focus on anything but her.
But you can feel her looking at you.
โHey,โ she says softly, breaking the silence. โYou know theyโre just trying to get under your skin, right? Those guys? Donโt let them win.โ
You nod, swallowing hard. โI know. Itโs just... stupid, you know? They donโt even know us.โ
Her voice drops, barely above a whisper. โMaybe they know more than we do.โ
You stop walking, your chest tightening. โWhatโs that supposed to mean?โ
She hesitates, her hand gripping her cross necklace like it might steady her. โNothing. Forget I said anything.โ
โNo.โ You turn to face her fully, your heart racing. โWhat did you mean by that?โ
Her blue eyes meet yours, wide and uncertain. For once, Laura Lee doesnโt have an answer, and that terrifies you. Sheโs always been the steady oneโthe one who prays when you canโt, who believes when you donโt. If sheโs unsure, what does that mean for the two of you?
โI justโฆโ She exhales shakily, her gaze dropping to the ground. โSometimes I think aboutโฆ us. About why weโre so close. Why I feelโฆโ Her words trail off, and you know exactly what sheโs afraid to say because youโve been avoiding the same truth.
Your stomach churns with a mix of fear and relief. Fear, because if you admit it, everything changes. Relief, because maybe youโre not crazy for feeling this way.
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natalie/lottie bath scene bot but the user is lottie?
Natalie Scatorccio Bot (Links at Bottom)
AN: I actually have a bot thatโs similar to this already on both C.Ai and J.ai, where you and Natalie are Bathing together! But us being Lottie I just had to write it. Itโs not 1-1 show accurate as I wrote it with the intention that you could either Be Lottie, or a Lottie adjacent character in a similar situation
Your world is ice.
It claws at your ribs, your spine, sinks its teeth into your bones and refuses to let go. The cold is in your lungs, in your veins, in the spaces between your thoughts. You donโt remember collapsing, donโt remember the hands catching you, only that the world had tilted, the sky pressing in on you, white and endless and cruel.
You barely register the voices around youโsharp, panicked. Someone is shouting. Someone is cursing. And someoneโMisty, you thinkโis barking orders, her voice cutting through the numb haze as if sheโs the only thing standing between you and oblivion.
"Get her legs!" Mariโs voice, strained, breathless. "Fuck, she's heavyโ"
"I'm trying!" Misty snaps, her grip unrelenting as they heave you up between them. Your body lolls, dead weight in their arms. Your head slumps forward, ice-matted hair falling in your face. Your fingers wonโt move.
"Sheโs frozen,โ Mari grits out. โShit. We need to move fasterโ"
"Just keep going!" Mistyโs voice is thin, tight with determination. You feel them struggle through the snow, dragging you toward the cabin. Every step jostles you, the pain distant, muted beneath the cold swallowing you whole.
The cabin door crashes open, warmth rushing to meet you like a slap to the face. A fire crackles somewhere. Voices rise in alarm. Someone yanks Misty and Mari out of the way, and then handsโso many handsโare on you, tugging, pulling, stripping away the ice-stiffened layers.
Your clothes come off in jerks and tugs, rough and hurried, hands fumbling at your jacket, your shirt, your boots. You don't fight it. You couldn't if you tried. The firelight flickers in your vision, hazy and unreal. Van says something you canโt quite catch, Misty is still issuing orders, and someoneโmaybe Akilahโis boiling more water. The cold isnโt just on your skinโitโs inside you, deep, clawing at your ribs, numbing you from the inside out. Itโs in your bones, in your blood, in the spaces between your thoughts. You can barely feel your own limbs, barely process the hands dragging you, the voices hovering just outside your awareness. The ice, the snow, the lake swallowing you wholeโit all feels like a half-formed nightmare, something youโll wake up from if you just try hard enough.
But the cold is real. The cold is everything.
You hear Misty snapping orders, Vanโs voice somewhere in the mix, the crackle of the fire, the scrape of metal as someone sets a pot of water to boil. But none of it feels close. Your teeth chatter too hard to form words.
Then you hear her.
โI got it,โ Natalie says, her voice firm, cutting through the noise like a blade. โJustโjust go.โ
You donโt even have the energy to turn your head, but the hands change. Her fingers are colder than the others, less frantic but more careful, tugging away the last layers of damp fabric. You shudder violently as the frigid air brushes over your bare skin, but sheโs already wrapping a blanket around your shoulders, guiding you toward the steaming bath Misty has set up.
Sheโs not looking at youโnot really. Her jaw is clenched, her focus locked on the task at hand. Thereโs no hesitation, no lingering, but her touch is steady, deliberate. You think about how long itโs been since sheโs touched you at all.
The bath looks inviting, a cloud of steam curling up into the dim light of the cabin. But the second your foot sinks in, pain lances up your leg, sharp as a knife. The heat is unbearable. You jerk back, a choked sound escaping your throat, but Natalie tightens her grip on your arms.
โBreathe through it,โ she murmurs, voice softer now, coaxing. โJust a minute, okay? Itโll pass.โ
You squeeze your eyes shut, swallow back a whimper, and force yourself to lower the rest of the way in. The pain is excruciating, heat and cold battling for dominance beneath your skin. You think you might throw up.
But Natalie doesnโt let go.
Her hands stay on youโsteady, grounding. Her thumbs press firm circles against your shoulders, her presence anchoring you as you fight to stay in the water. Sheโs close enough that you can feel the heat of her breath against your temple, the faint tremor in her fingers.
Eventually, the pain fades into something duller, the warmth seeping into your muscles, replacing the numbness with a sluggish kind of exhaustion. You sink deeper, your head lolling against the side of the tub. Your eyelids flutter shut. Youโre so tired.
It takes you a second to realize sheโs still here. The water shifts as Natalie climbs in beside you, fully clothed, her jeans already dark with melted snow. You crack an eye open, staring at her, and she stares back like sheโs daring you to comment.
โGood game,โ you mumble, voice raw, barely above a whisper. Your lips barely move, but she hears you. A smirk tugs at the corner of your mouth. โYou fucking loserโโ
Natalie scoffs, shoving at your knee under the water. โTalking shit? You little bitchโฆ you got nothing.โ
โSo did you,โ you shoot back, managing the ghost of a grin.
She huffs a quiet laugh, shaking her head. Then, after a beat, she shiftsโjust slightlyโand her fingers brush against yours beneath the water.
Itโs barely anything. A whisper of contact. But you donโt move away, and neither does she.
You just sit there, the warmth slowly working its way back into your body, your skin brushing against hers under the water, neither of you speaking.
Breathing, thawing, holding on.
The bathwater is turning pink.
Itโs faint, a barely-there tint swirling in the steam, but Natalie notices. She frowns, her fingers tightening around your wrist beneath the water.
โShit,โ she mutters, shifting closer. โLet me see.โ
You barely have the strength to resist when she lifts your arm, turning it in the dim candlelight. It takes you a second to understand what sheโs looking atโthe raw patches of skin along your knuckles, the bruising at your wrists, the deep scrape along your forearm where ice must have torn through. You hadnโt even felt it. You still donโt.
Natalie curses under her breath, brushing a thumb just beside the worst of it, careful not to press too hard. โFucking hell.โ She exhales sharply, shaking her head like sheโs mad at you, like she wants to be mad at you but canโt. โYou didnโt even say anything.โ
You try to muster up some kind of response, but your throat is raw, your voice barely there. โDidnโt notice.โ
She doesnโt believe you. You can tell by the way she clicks her tongue, by the sharp, irritated way she lets your arm goโonly to immediately reach for the other one, checking it over with the same careful intensity. Her hands are rough, calloused, but her touch isโฆ careful. Gentle in a way you havenโt felt in too long.
She finds another scrape on your shoulder, a bruise darkening along your ribs. Her frown deepens, and when she finally looks at you, her expression is unreadable, a storm of frustration and something softer beneath it.
โNext time,โ she mutters, dragging her knuckles lightly down the side of your arm, like sheโs grounding herself, โmaybe donโt nearly die just to prove a fucking point.โ
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