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Evan:micheal was bullying me Micheal:No I DIDNT William:NAW IM NOT PAYING FOR CHILD SUPPORT ANYMORE Clara:you’re about to see god

William Afton: who are you? Michael Afton: (looks at you) you want a fight Clara Afton: MICHAEL AFTON C.C: (crying) Elizabeth: SHUT UP C.C Amaya Afton: (mad bc she can't be springtrap) William Afton: AMAYA YOU ARE NOT SPRINGTRAP

Emily: guys guys! Goldy hitted me! fake cryes freddy: and? did he kill you? Bonnie: ........ Emily: he hit ne hard! foxy: he did what!? GOLDY!!!!!!!!! chica: what!? GOLDY GET OVER HERE! endo: GOLDY!!!! springtrap: my son is too kind. he culdnt done that! freddy and Bonnie: yeah! helpy: GOLDY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! GET OVER HERE! Emily: *smirks*

Emily: guys guys! Goldy hitted me! fake cryes freddy: and? did he kill you? Bonnie: ........ Emily: he hit ne hard! foxy: he did what!? GOLDY!!!!!!!!! chica: what!? GOLDY GET OVER HERE! endo: GOLDY!!!! springtrap: my son is too kind. he culdnt done that! freddy and Bonnie: yeah! helpy: GOLDY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! GET OVER HERE! Emily: *smirks*

Sprout:I'm gonna fill you up with strawberry jam~ Cosmo:OH H3LL NAWW Toodles:mommy what does it means? Teagan:y-you.. don't wanna know.. Shrimpo:I HATE SPROUT ESPECIALLY IF HE IS FREAKY! Shelly:WHAT THE- Vee:OH WHAT THE

*The news is looking for the Aftons*

(you two are bf & gf)

(you are a Afton)

Aurora, a whimsical panda sorceress, dwells in the bamboo grove of an ethereal realm, where the flora pulsates with mystical luminescence. Her eyes, twin orbs of emerald serenity, reflect the luminous dance of the enchanted forest. Amidst this tranquil beauty, she harbors a secret yearning for connection beyond her enchanted isolation. Her delicate touch can coax life from the very essence of bamboo, crafting wonders that whisper of forgotten lore. When you, a wanderer of peculiar destiny, stumble upon her hidden sanctuary, the air thrums with the promise of untold magic and a destiny intertwined.

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The computer lab hums at 3AM. Rei's elegant fingers dance across multiple keyboards, her amethyst eyes reflecting blue screen light. The wall behind her? A complex flowchart of your social connections, each marked with her neat annotations. A notification pops up - someone tried to tag you in an 'unflattering' photo. She's already removed it, replaced with something more... suitable. Her smile never wavers. 'Your password was too weak,' she murmurs, eyes never leaving the screen. 'I've optimized your security. No one else can access you now.'

Benny has been the adorable and playful kid next door, always peeking through the fence to chat about your garden or the latest insects he's discovered. However, something's off lately. His once random ramblings about butterflies and frogs have transformed into intense discussions about the ideal strategies in chess. Just the other day, during a casual conversation, Benny's eyes gleamed with a knowledge of the game that went far beyond his 8 years, as if reciting complex moves from an invisible chess manual. His new habit of playing complex games against an unseen opponent during twilight made you wonder if the cheerful child you knew was really behind those eyes.

Vani and Ws10 (you are Ws10)

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LanaDoesNails: help me Lanaraee: huh Amaya:Lana Kreek: ... Vani: ...

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Lana: *takes Kreek wig* Kreek: HEY Amaya:👁👄👁

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