#they colors got wacky on my tablet and made their skin look weird sorry

[sweet-milky-tea705]

Mhin surfing with their cape on

Im freeeeeeeeee biiiiirrddddd yeaahhhh... 🎸🎸🎸

[thepurpleguy]

Five Nights at Freddy’s: Fazbear Frights: Dawko

Five Nights at Freddy’s

Fazbear Frights

Dawko

“Dawko’s new song is so goo- huh? What’s this?” Vincent said, looking at the screen as it made a glitching noise through his headphones. The screen then showed some type of plush that looked like Dawko. The plush had brown hair and white skin. It had a purple vest and bowtie with yellow gloves with stiches on them. “That is so cool! It looks just like Dawko! I hope I have enough money to get it.” Vincent said admiring the purple vest the plush wore. Vincent had loved plushies ever since he was a little kid. He had a ton of them and yet here was one of his favorite youtuber! Vincent looked at the clock. It read 8:55. “Guess I got to go to bed.” Vincent sighed, turning off his tablet. He put on some pj’s, brushed his teeth, and quickly combed his dyed purple hair. Then he got in bed.

Vincent woke up in dark room, at least he thought it was a room, he couldn’t tell. The “room” looked like one of those safe rooms he’d heard about while eavesdropping on some nightguards who worked at Freddy Fazbear’s Pizzeria. When his eyes adjusted to the darkness, Vincent saw a greenish door with a keyhole in it. He reached out his arm and touched it. The door opened easily. Vincent peered his head out of the door but was suddenly startled by two sets of lights. One pair of lights were both purple and the other pair had one light blue and one purple light. Vincent peered closer and realize that they weren’t lights but eyes. He fell backwards and inched away from the eyes, frightened. The “thing” with purple eyes moved towards him and pointed at him, then at the other set of eyes. It said in almost a whisper, “You are to become him...”

Vincent woke up sweating. What was that? Vincent thought to himself. He checked his clock. It read 11:55. “Gotta get up and play the “game” Vincent said, getting out of his bed. The “game” wasn’t just any game, it was a VR game. Vincent was a game tester for Fazbear Entertainment. Right now, he was testing a game called FNAF Help Wanted VR. Basically, the “game” was surviving the night just like the nightguards at Freddy’s did, only this was VR, so it wasn’t real. At least that’s what Vincent kept telling himself. He always got the feeling that someone was watching him while he played except the problem was, nobody was ever there. Not in the “game” and not in his house either. Vincent put on his uniform. It was a purple, of course, button-down shirt with a black tie. He wore black pants with a gray belt and some black shoes. He also wore a purple and gray hat like the nightguards wore except theirs's weren’t purple. Most of the nightguards wore blue but since Vincent was a game tester, and he liked the color, his uniform was purple, just like his skin and hair. Vincent put his hair in a ponytail then put on his hat and walked into his office to turn on the “game”. Once the “game” loaded, he put on the VR headset and went into the “game”. In front of him was a table. The table had a tv-looking thing that let you pick the different places the nightguards worked at. Beside it was a lever. Vincent pulled the lever and the familiar music started playing. On the other side of the tv was a tape cassette. He touched it and was brought into the tape room. He had collected 15 tapes so far. There were 16 in total. “One more to go” Vincent said to himself, not really liking the silence around him. He went out of the tape room and back to the table. He decided to play one of the “dark room” games. He touched the one with Plush trap in it. In this game, you had to use your flashlight and get Plush trap to the X before the timer ran out. If you didn’t get him to the X in time, Plush trap would jump scare you. Vincent looked and saw that Plush trap was on his chair like he normally as at the start of the game. He quickly clicked his flashlight off and waited until he heard running noises, then turned his flashlight back on. Plush trap was right in front of him, inches away from the X. Vincent turned off the flashlight, waited for the running noises, and then turned the flashlight back on. Plush trap was on the X, a couple seconds before the timer. Vincent breathed a sigh of relief, happy that he didn’t get jump scared. A present appeared in front of him and he turned the handle that was on it. A music box started playing and the present opened revealing a Dawko plush. “Huh? This is weird. I didn’t know Dawko plushies were in the “game” Vincent said confused. He picked it up and looked at it, the plushie’s blue and purple eyes staring at him. Vincent shrugged, deciding that it was supposed to happen. Then he went back to where the table was with the plush in his hand. He took off the VR headset and checked the time. It read 6:00. “Welp guess I’m done for the night” Vincent said. He felt something in his hand. He looked down and tried to see what it was. Vincent couldn’t make it out, it was too dark. He went to his room and turned on the light. In his hand was the Dawko plushie. “This can’t be real” Vincent said, staring at the plush with wide eyes. He closed his eyes and pinched himself. He opened his eyes again. The plush was still there. Maybe while I was playing the “game” someone got it for me? Vincent thought to himself. He sighed. “I shouldn’t worry about it after all its just a plush” Vincent said. He decided to make some mocha latte. He went into the kitchen, put the plushie on the counter beside him, and turned on the coffee pot. While he waited for his coffee, he noticed that there was a knife on the counter by where he put the plush. He picked it up and accidentally cut himself on his finger. It's just a small cut, nothing to worry about Vincent thought to himself. He gripped the knife, suddenly having an urge to stab something. He quickly put it down and the urge went away. That was weird, if I had it any longer, I probably would’ve killed someone Vincent thought nervously. He took his coffee off the coffee pot, hesitated, then grabbed the Dawko plush.  

Later, he decided to go to Freddy Fazbear’s where the other nightguards worked. Maybe I can talk to them about this weird plush Vincent thought, looking at the plush as he opened the doors to the pizzeria. There were children running around, parents talking to one another, and of course the animatronics preforming. A boy with blonde hair bumped into him. “Sorry mister!” the boy said, running to catch up with his friends. Vincent smiled to himself as the young boy ran off. He sighed, then went to the office where the other nightguards were at. “Sup folks” Vincent said, as he approached them. “H-hey V-Vince...” Jeremy said. Jeremy was very shy and often stuttered a lot, but Vincent didn’t mind. He liked him just fine. Besides, he liked having someone to talk to during the day. The other nightguards looked at him, some quickly waved, then returned to their conversation. They didn’t like him very much and were always busy and rushing to get things done before 12:00 came. “W-what’s that?” Jeremy asked, pointing to the plush in Vincent’s hand. “Oh! Somehow this was in my house. I thought maybe you got it for me while I was playing the “game” Vincent said. “W-well that’s not f-from me V-Vince" Jeremy said. “Thats really weird... Wonder how it got in my house then because I don’t know anybody else except you” Vincent said confused. He started talking about the crazy dream he had and about the Dawko plush that was in the game and how it somehow ended up in his hand in real life. He didn’t tell Jeremy about the knife though. That might scare him Vincent thought to himself. “W-woah that’s w-wacky Vince. K-kind of creepy a bit t-too.” Jeremy said. “Yeah, it is” Vincent said. “W-well I’m g-going to go to o-one of the s-safe rooms to check t-things" Jeremy said. “I’ll come with you” Vincent said, grinning creepy. “A-alright V-Vince” Jeremy said. They walked through the safe room’s door, Vincent closing the door behind them. “H-hey Vince? D-Do you see the lights-? W-what are y-you doing?” Jeremy said, nervously. “Something...” Vincent said. “V-Vince? Y-your scaring m-me" Jeremy said, accidently backing into the safe room’s wall. Vincent pulled out a knife and covered Jeremy’s mouth with his hand before he could scream. “Shh... It will all be over soon.... friend” Vincent said, his eyes glowing blue and purple, then he stabbed him. Those aren’t his eyes... he’s not meaning to do this... Jeremy thought just before everything went black. Vincent’s eyes returned to normal. “Wha-?” Vincent said, then saw Jeremy on the floor covered in blood. He looked at his hands, trembling. His hands were covered in blood and he was holding a knife. He dropped the knife on to the floor and took a step back. I did this... Vincent thought to himself. Then he ran. He ran out of the safe room, out of the pizzeria. He didn’t stop running until he opened the door to his house and fell to the floor. The images of Jeremy lying on the floor, bloody, wouldn’t leave his mind. He realized that he still had the Dawko plush. He threw it across the floor, in anger. “Why?! Ever since you got here my life has been miserable! My best friend is dead! What do you want from me?!” Vincent yelled. The plush didn’t say anything. It’s blue and purple eyes still staring at him. Vincent decided to play more of the “game” to take his mind off of what just happened. He picked up the Dawko plush even though he didn’t really want to. He didn’t change out of his blood-stained clothes because if he did, the images would come back. Then Vincent put on the VR headset. The first thing he saw was the thing with purple eyes. You're not supposed to be here. You’re not real. You’re just a figment of my imagination... Vincent thought to himself, nevously, not really believing a word of it. The thing motioned with its hand for him to follow. Vincent hesitated then looked down at his bloodstained hand. The Dawko plush was still there. He looked up at the thing again. “What did you mean in the dream? You said I would become him” Vincent asked, pointing at the Dawko plush. The thing with purple eyes motioned for him to follow again. Vincent suddenly had a strong urge that wanted him to follow. This time he didn’t hesitate and followed the thing with the purple eyes, the Dawko plush clutched in his bloody hand.  

The thing went into another safe room. It held out its hand to him. “You want the Dawko plush?” Vincent asked, not really wanting to give it up. The thing with purple eyes understood that the kid in front of him wanted to keep the plushie. The thing put his hand down. It would have to do this a different way. While it was thinking about this, the kid started humming Darkest Desire by Dawko. That’s how I’ll do it... the thing with purple eyes thought to himself, grinning creepily. “You like that song?” It asked in almost a whisper. Vincent turned to face the thing. “Yeah, it’s my favorite song by Dawko” Vincent said, turning back to the plushie, playing with it while he hummed. He didn’t know what it was, but he trusted the thing with the purple eyes. It was like it was a best friend even though they met not very long ago. The thing felt familiar to him, like a father would feel familiar to his son and so the son would trust his father and want to be close to him. “Do you trust me?” the thing with purple eyes asked, holding out its hand. That’s what made it happen. Those four little words. Vincent’s eyes turned light blue and purple. “Yes” Vincent

said, turning towards the thing with purple eyes. He reached out and took the thing’s hand. The thing with purple eyes grinned then said, “Are you ready to fulfil your darkest desires... Dawko?”  

[thepurpleguy]

Five Night at Freddy’s Fazbear Frights Dawko

Five Nights at Freddy’s

Fazbear Frights

Dawko

“Dawko’s new song is so goo- huh? What’s this?” Vincent said, looking at the screen as it made a glitching noise through his headphones. The screen then showed some type of plush that looked like Dawko. The plush had brown hair and white skin. It had a purple vest and bowtie with yellow gloves with stiches on them. “That is so cool! It looks just like Dawko! I hope I have enough money to get it.” Vincent said admiring the purple vest the plush wore. Vincent had loved plushies ever since he was a little kid. He had a ton of them and yet here was one of his favorite youtuber! Vincent looked at the clock. It read 8:55. “Guess I got to go to bed.” Vincent sighed, turning off his tablet. He put on some pj’s, brushed his teeth, and quickly combed his dyed purple hair. Then he got in bed.

Vincent woke up in dark room, at least he thought it was a room, he couldn’t tell. The “room” looked like one of those safe rooms he’d heard about while eavesdropping on some nightguards who worked at Freddy Fazbear’s Pizzeria. When his eyes adjusted to the darkness, Vincent saw a greenish door with a keyhole in it. He reached out his arm and touched it. The door opened easily. Vincent peered his head out of the door but was suddenly startled by two sets of lights. One pair of lights were both purple and the other pair had one light blue and one purple light. Vincent peered closer and realize that they weren’t lights but eyes. He fell backwards and inched away from the eyes, frightened. The “thing” with purple eyes moved towards him and pointed at him, then at the other set of eyes. It said in almost a whisper, “You are to become him...”

Vincent woke up sweating. What was that? Vincent thought to himself. He checked his clock. It read 11:55. “Gotta get up and play the “game” Vincent said, getting out of his bed. The “game” wasn’t just any game, it was a VR game. Vincent was a game tester for Fazbear Entertainment. Right now, he was testing a game called FNAF Help Wanted VR. Basically, the “game” was surviving the night just like the nightguards at Freddy’s did, only this was VR, so it wasn’t real. At least that’s what Vincent kept telling himself. He always got the feeling that someone was watching him while he played except the problem was, nobody was ever there. Not in the “game” and not in his house either. Vincent put on his uniform. It was a purple, of course, button-down shirt with a black tie. He wore black pants with a gray belt and some black shoes. He also wore a purple and gray hat like the nightguards wore except theirs's weren’t purple. Most of the nightguards wore blue but since Vincent was a game tester, and he liked the color, his uniform was purple, just like his skin and hair. Vincent put his hair in a ponytail then put on his hat and walked into his office to turn on the “game”. Once the “game” loaded, he put on the VR headset and went into the “game”. In front of him was a table. The table had a tv-looking thing that let you pick the different places the nightguards worked at. Beside it was a lever. Vincent pulled the lever and the familiar music started playing. On the other side of the tv was a tape cassette. He touched it and was brought into the tape room. He had collected 15 tapes so far. There were 16 in total. “One more to go” Vincent said to himself, not really liking the silence around him. He went out of the tape room and back to the table. He decided to play one of the “dark room” games. He touched the one with Plush trap in it. In this game, you had to use your flashlight and get Plush trap to the X before the timer ran out. If you didn’t get him to the X in time, Plush trap would jump scare you. Vincent looked and saw that Plush trap was on his chair like he normally as at the start of the game. He quickly clicked his flashlight off and waited until he heard running noises, then turned his flashlight back on. Plush trap was right in front of him, inches away from the X. Vincent turned off the flashlight, waited for the running noises, and then turned the flashlight back on. Plush trap was on the X, a couple seconds before the timer. Vincent breathed a sigh of relief, happy that he didn’t get jump scared. A present appeared in front of him and he turned the handle that was on it. A music box started playing and the present opened revealing a Dawko plush. “Huh? This is weird. I didn’t know Dawko plushies were in the “game” Vincent said confused. He picked it up and looked at it, the plushie’s blue and purple eyes staring at him. Vincent shrugged, deciding that it was supposed to happen. Then he went back to where the table was with the plush in his hand. He took off the VR headset and checked the time. It read 6:00. “Welp guess I’m done for the night” Vincent said. He felt something in his hand. He looked down and tried to see what it was. Vincent couldn’t make it out, it was too dark. He went to his room and turned on the light. In his hand was the Dawko plushie. “This can’t be real” Vincent said, staring at the plush with wide eyes. He closed his eyes and pinched himself. He opened his eyes again. The plush was still there. Maybe while I was playing the “game” someone got it for me? Vincent thought to himself. He sighed. “I shouldn’t worry about it after all its just a plush” Vincent said. He decided to make some mocha latte. He went into the kitchen, put the plushie on the counter beside him, and turned on the coffee pot. While he waited for his coffee, he noticed that there was a knife on the counter by where he put the plush. He picked it up and accidentally cut himself on his finger. It's just a small cut, nothing to worry about Vincent thought to himself. He gripped the knife, suddenly having an urge to stab something. He quickly put it down and the urge went away. That was weird, if I had it any longer, I probably would’ve killed someone Vincent thought nervously. He took his coffee off the coffee pot, hesitated, then grabbed the Dawko plush.  

Later, he decided to go to Freddy Fazbear’s where the other nightguards worked. Maybe I can talk to them about this weird plush Vincent thought, looking at the plush as he opened the doors to the pizzeria. There were children running around, parents talking to one another, and of course the animatronics preforming. A boy with blonde hair bumped into him. “Sorry mister!” the boy said, running to catch up with his friends. Vincent smiled to himself as the young boy ran off. He sighed, then went to the office where the other nightguards were at. “Sup folks” Vincent said, as he approached them. “H-hey V-Vince...” Jeremy said. Jeremy was very shy and often stuttered a lot, but Vincent didn’t mind. He liked him just fine. Besides, he liked having someone to talk to during the day. The other nightguards looked at him, some quickly waved, then returned to their conversation. They didn’t like him very much and were always busy and rushing to get things done before 12:00 came. “W-what’s that?” Jeremy asked, pointing to the plush in Vincent’s hand. “Oh! Somehow this was in my house. I thought maybe you got it for me while I was playing the “game” Vincent said. “W-well that’s not f-from me V-Vince" Jeremy said. “Thats really weird... Wonder how it got in my house then because I don’t know anybody else except you” Vincent said confused. He started talking about the crazy dream he had and about the Dawko plush that was in the game and how it somehow ended up in his hand in real life. He didn’t tell Jeremy about the knife though. That might scare him Vincent thought to himself. “W-woah that’s w-wacky Vince. K-kind of creepy a bit t-too.” Jeremy said. “Yeah it is” Vincent said. “W-well I’m g-going to go to o-one of the s-safe rooms to check t-things" Jeremy said. “I’ll come with you” Vincent said, grinning creepy. “A-alright V-Vince” Jeremy said. They walked through the safe room’s door, Vincent closing the door behind them. “H-hey Vince? D-Do you see the lights-? W-what are y-you doing?” Jeremy said, nervously. “Something...” Vincent said. “V-Vince? Y-your scaring m-me" Jeremy said, accidently backing into the safe room’s wall. Vincent pulled out a knife and covered Jeremy’s mouth with his hand before he could scream. “Shh... It will all be over soon.... friend” Vincent said, his eyes glowing blue and purple, then he stabbed him. Those aren’t his eyes... he’s not meaning to do this... Jeremy thought just before everything went black. Vincent’s eyes returned to normal. “Wha-?” Vincent said, then saw Jeremy on the floor covered in blood. He looked at his hands, trembling. His hands were covered in blood and he was holding a knife. He dropped the knife on to the floor and took a step back. I did this... Vincent thought to himself. Then he ran. He ran out of the safe room, out of the pizzeria. He didn’t stop running until he opened the door to his house and fell to the floor. The images of Jeremy lying on the floor, bloody, wouldn’t leave his mind. He realized that he still had the Dawko plush. He threw it across the floor, in anger. “Why?! Ever since you got here my life has been miserable! My best friend is dead! What do you want from me?!” Vincent yelled. The plush didn’t say anything. It’s blue and purple eyes still staring at him. Vincent decided to play more of the “game” to take his mind off of what just happened. He picked up the Dawko plush even though he didn’t really want to. He didn’t change out of his blood-stained clothes because if he did, the images would come back. Then Vincent put on the VR headset. The first thing he saw was the thing with purple eyes. You're not supposed to be here. You’re not real. You’re just a figment of my imagination... Vincent thought to himself, nevously, not really beliveing a word of it. The thing motioned with its hand for him to follow. Vincent hesitated then looked down at his bloodstained hand. The Dawko plush was still there. He looked up at the thing again. “What did you mean in the dream? You said I would become him” Vincent asked, pointing at the Dawko plush. The thing with purple eyes motioned for him to follow again. Vincent suddenly had a strong urge that wanted him to follow. This time he didn’t hesitate and followed the thing with the purple eyes, the Dawko plush clutched in his bloody hand.  

The thing went into another safe room. It held out its hand to him. “You want the Dawko plush?” Vincent asked, not really wanting to give it up. The thing with purple eyes understood that the kid in front of him wanted to keep the plushie. The thing put his hand down. It would have to do this a different way. While it was thinking about this, the kid started humming Darkest Desire by Dawko. That’s how I’ll do it... the thing with purple eyes thought to himself, grinning creepily. “You like that song?” It asked in almost a whisper. Vincent turned to face the thing. “Yeah, it’s my favorite song by Dawko” Vincent said, turning back to the plushie, playing with it while he hummed. He didn’t know what it was, but he trusted the thing with the purple eyes. It was like it was a best friend even though they met not very long ago. The thing felt familiar to him, like a father would feel familiar to his son and so the son would trust his father and want to be close to him. “Do you trust me?” the thing with purple eyes asked, holding out its hand. That’s what made it happen. Those four little words. Vincent’s eyes turned light blue and purple. “Yes” Vincent

said, turning towards the thing with purple eyes. He reached out and took the thing’s hand. The thing with purple eyes grinned then said, “Are you ready to fulfil your darkest desires... Dawko?”