Five Nights at Freddy's: Hollow Graves | Roleplay

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    [fancypost bgcolor=#1A1A1A; border: none; width: 240px; height: 200px; padding: 10px; overflow: hidden;][fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; width: 250px; height: 200px; padding: 0px; padding-right: 27px; overflow: auto][fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; width: 225px; min-height: 200px; padding: 0px; font-size: 10px; line-height: 12px; text-align: justify; color: #e6e6e6; font-family: verdana]The lovely Tokiya has presented me with a fantastic idea for a new Five Nights at Freddy's role play idea. Basically this will be flooded with all kinds of plot twists and turn arounds and revelations. The spots that need to be filled are Bonnie, Chica, Freddy and Foxy. Now, here is why we need people to role play them. They are actually kids that the Professor 'adopted' years ago, he went on to turn their bodies into these animatronics. Now, that's not all. Back when the professor was alive, if they didn't follow his every rule then they would end up being crushed from the suit, which was loaded with what's called "Spring Locks" (using this idea from the new book Five Nights at Freddy's Silver Eyes) which he could remotely activate and used crush the child. This punishment was only used once, on Golden Freddy, and so, the professor took in Timmy to become the next Golden Freddy. In this role play you will be playing the animatronics. Timmy, my character, and his friend, Tokiya's character, are coming back because they finally got their licenses. Still under the belief that the professor was an innocent pizza chef and toy maker, they show up to go find out what lurks in the basement. Your character (Bonnie, Chica, Foxy, or Freddy) is also adolescent now, but they are still sedated. Locked in the daze created by chemical change and brain wash, but you can be awakened and freed from the suit that cages your very being. With two simple words, Alpha Zero, your character will awaken and revert back to their human self. But for now, as an animatronic, you are trying as hard as you can to keep the couple from finding the 5 basement/laboratory entrances. Somewhere deep, deep down, you know that Timmy will be heart broken when he finds out that he was no more than a replacement for an experiment-gone-wrong. But once he does find his way down, those simple words that could change your character's life forever, are written on the wall. Alpha Zero.[/fancypost][/fancypost][/fancypost] [fancypost bgcolor=#1A1A1A; border: none; width: 240px; height: 200px; padding: 10px; overflow: hidden;][fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; width: 250px; height: 200px; padding: 0px; padding-right: 27px; overflow: auto][fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; width: 225px; min-height: 200px; padding: 0px; font-size: 10px; line-height: 12px; text-align: justify; color: #e6e6e6; font-family: verdana] The professor smiled at his latest experiment proudly, another "animatronic" completed. He patted the pirate fox on the head and removed the lab coat from his body, headed upstairs. This was his eighth success in the last four years! Trials were running smooth, the poor souls trapped inside showed no sign of their past selves. They were responsive only when the key term was vocalized, Alpha Zero. These words were written in bronze paint on one of the sterling white walls of his laboratory.




    As he pushed the doors open to the pizza parlor he pasted on a different kind of smile, there's Timmy! The youngling ran up to the professor, "Mr. Compton! Can we get a pizza prettttyyy please??" The professor was Mr. Compton. Part time pizza chef, part time evil scientist. He made his way into the kitchen and pulled out the ingredients needed to make his favorite young one a pizza. Just as he reached for a mixing spoon, he saw light brown fur out of the corner of his eye. Turning around, he realized the full extent of the danger he was currently in. Right in front of him stood his first project, code name: Freddy Faz.




    The bear wasn't the only one that had made it up to the surface, Foxy and Chica were standing by at the other two exits of the kitchen. The professor was trapped.




    Young Timmy stared with wide eyes at the trail of blood leading to Mr. Compton's super secret toy making room.




    That was the last time anyone saw the professor alive again.




    Five years later, Timmy has reached adolescence. He has been planning for this moment his whole life. It was time that this boy learned what really happened to father figure and caretaker Mr. Compton. He was ready. Armed with backpack and flashlight, he pushed open the door of the decrepit building that is Freddy Faz Bear's Pizza Parlor. It. was. time. [/fancypost] [/fancypost][/fancypost]


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    [fancypost bgcolor=#1A1A1A; border: none; width: 500px; height: 150px; padding: 10px; overflow: hidden;] [fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; width: 500px; height: 150px; padding: 0px; padding-right: 27px; overflow: auto] [fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; width: 500px; min-height: 150px; padding: 0px; font-size: 10px; line-height: 12px; text-align: justify; color: #e6e6e6; font-family: verdana] ~Don't join if you don't understand any of this. If you have questions, comments, concerns feel free to pm me or Tokiya. We would be more than happy to clarify!
    ~Post as much as you can, we understand that you have a life. We also understand that our other role players are counting on your responses to create their own, thus, it is critical that you write your responses as advanced as possible. Short replies will not be acceptable without a good reason.
    ~Use good grammar and punctuation in your posts, English is a simple language, please don't butcher it.
    ~NO OUT OF CHARACTER DRAMA WILL BE TOLERATED. Please understand that we are not going to be affiliated with your out of character issues. All problems will be straightened out by either us or staff.
    ~If you read this put ALPHA ZERO in your Tags.
    ~For the Form, make the photo a picture of your real character and name the animatronic in the desired slot.
    ~More rules will be added if necessary.
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    [fancypost bgcolor=#1A1A1A; border: none; width: 500px; height: 150px; padding: 10px; overflow: hidden;] [fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; width: 500px; height: 150px; padding: 0px; padding-right: 27px; overflow: auto] [fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; width: 500px; min-height: 150px; padding: 0px; font-size: 10px; line-height: 12px; text-align: justify; color: #e6e6e6; font-family: verdana] ~Welcome! Looks like you found your way to the roleplay thread. A good way for you to jump in is to start with your character somewhere in the basement laboratory thinking, have them spot Timmy and Naoki on the screen, and go from there. Remember, this is a pretty strict plot so let me remind you ten thousand times, BE CREATIVE, BE DESCRIPTIVE, BE THOUGHTFUL IN YOUR WRITING FOR IT WILL DIRECT THIS THREAD JUST AS MUCH AS THE PLOT ITSELF!
    ~If you are unclear on any part of the plot or don't know what to next feel free to post your questions/concerns on the sign up thread you have previously visited.
    ~HAVE FUN!
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    Me and Timmy had been friends for quite a while now, and I promised him that I would stick with him every step of the way, partly because he was so determined, and I admired him for that. The other half wanted to stick to the promise I had made with him, to find out what the hell was going on here at Freddy Fazbear's Pizzaria. With a gentle sigh, I shot Timmy a gentle smile before opening the car door, causing a loud creak to echo into the otherwise silent dawn air.




    Even as I got out of the car, I could still smell the stale, musty scent of the inside of the abandoned restaurant. I found myself staring up once more at the menacing building, the words I had formed in my mind were now unable to form on my lips. This... is a terrible idea.     		[fancypost bgcolor=; border: 2px solid white; height: 150px; width: 260px; margin-bottom:8px; background: url(https://68.media.tumblr.com/0f…8ni9TRdA1qa94xto1_500.gif); background-position: center; background-size: 100%][fancypost borderwidth=0px; opacity: 0.9; width:200px; color: white; margin-top:90px; margin-left:-25px; text-shadow: 3px 3px 10px black; text-transform: uppercase;][size=16pt]Akihana[/size]

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    ~It was all I could do not to cringe as I pulled the keys out of the ignition, the old pick up truck's engine died down with murmur. In a swift motion, I snatched the bag out of the back seat and extracted my journal from it. I ran my fingers along the worn leather, it was given to me by Mr. Compton on my sixth birthday. He told me that if I wrote everything down I would never forget it, and I didn't. I wrote every single detail of that night, struggling with my young fingers as they stumbled with a pencil across the very first page. I wrote about the blood that trailed from the ball pit all the way to his toy shop cellar, about all of the police. And I wrote about the day I would return to this place and find out what really happened. The police officers labeled the death as a suicide, but I knew better. I mean, its not like Mr. Compton dragged himself to the toy cellar.


    I returned the smile Akihana sent my way before jotting down the time and date and a quick note stating my arrival. After, I followed my best friend out of the vehicle. Closing the creaking door with a loud slam, I turned to face her. I bit my lip and ran a hand through my hair, shifting under the weight of my backpack. That was when I saw it, a single camera shifted, pointing at us. Was there still electricity here, and if so, was there someone inside?
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    I grabbed his hand and gave it a gentle squeeze before letting it go and walking up to the pale doors leading into the building. "I'm ready when you are." I spoke to him with a gentle grin as I looked back at him over my shoulder.    		 [fancypost bgcolor=; border: 2px solid white; height: 150px; width: 260px; margin-bottom:8px; background: url(https://68.media.tumblr.com/0f…8ni9TRdA1qa94xto1_500.gif); background-position: center; background-size: 100%][fancypost borderwidth=0px; opacity: 0.9; width:200px; color: white; margin-top:90px; margin-left:-25px; text-shadow: 3px 3px 10px black; text-transform: uppercase;][size=16pt]Akihana[/size]

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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; overflow: auto; width: 250px; height: 130px; text-align: justify;][size=7pt]of all the experiments stuck here in the basement laboratory, jaeger had been here the longest. he knew the ways of this place better than he knew his own mind. not that he felt like he had very much of a mind, lately, being mind-controlled and brainwashed.


    sitting with his legs folded beneath him, jaeger glances up at one of the security monitors, partially out of boredom and partially out of sudden urgency. as the camera shifts on one screen, a girl and boy are caught in the frame. jaeger's breath catches in his throat. it's the boy from the day he killed the mad scientist. what had he called him? timmy? he was back and obviously much older - past the age of adolescence - and he was here following the deceased scientist's words. pursing his lips, jaeger glances around the room and wonders what he should do.


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    ~My smile widened and my cheeks flushed as I felt her small hand grip my own. It was one of my simple pleasures, and something I would tease her about often. She was such a small thing, Akihana.


    I shoved my hands in my pockets as I made the short trek to the door, eyeing the camera closely as I watched it follow my movements. I wouldn't think of leaving you for even a moment Aki." I pulled my necklace over my head and held the key with a shaking hand. "I guess now's as good a time as any right," I asked as I slid the small silver key into the rusted lock. With a deep breath and a fierce determination to complete the task I came for, I turned the key and grabbed the handle.


    A moment of panic flooded me, and, for a moment I couldn't move, I could hardly breathe. The smell of the rusted metal that stained the air I breathed in was far too close to that of the blood on the day I found my guardian's remains ten years ago. Slowly, I turned to look at my companion, I didn't know it at the time, but tears were forming in my eyes. I stood there with my hand on the door and my heart pounding in my chest.


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    ic: It has been days since Alana had even moved properly from her position. There was no need to, no one other than the animatronics she had practically spent half of her life with were here. She was standing on the show stage of the pizza parlor, when a sudden click could be heard from the entrance to the building. The female's eyes lit up as she turned her head, but it wasn't from excitement, because Alana hadn't felt that since she was young, it was from mere curiosity of who could possibly be so foolish as to go inside an abandoned building like this one, especially if so many stories have been told about the death of the professor.


    Her eyes gazed up at the monitor screen of one of the cameras on the stage, specifically the one in the very far corner that was so rusty and it didn't work properly, so it was difficult to indicate who was standing outside. But Alana recognized that figure quickly enough, it was Timmy, all grown up, like them. The sight brought gruesome memories, of the moment she along with Freddy and Foxy had cornered the professor, and..well, paid back for all he had ever done to them. Alana shook her head slowly, deeply hoping that Timmy would change his mind, that he wouldn't enter. Quietly, or as quietly as she could considering the animatronic was old and made the most annoying creaking sound whenever she moved, the female made her way down the stage to somewhere less visible. [/fancypost]


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    //Well, here goes nothing.
    //As with the others, please let me know if I'm doing things incorrectly!


    Georgie, much like Alana, hadn't moved from her position on the show stage in days, maybe even weeks, she had no real way of knowing just how much time had passed. Then again, in her current mental state, she didn't really care, and it wasn't as if she or the other animatronics spoke to each other or anything, so there would be no point even if she could and did care. She turned her head slowly, just barely noticeably, when she heard the sound of the front entrance being opened; just who could be here? This place had been abandoned for years now, why would anyone be here in the first place besides her and the other animatronics?


    As Chica, or Alana, had done before her, Georgie turned her attention to one of the camera monitors in the room, trying to recognize the figure onscreen. It took her a moment or two longer to recognize Timmy than it had taken Alana to do so; he'd grown quite a bit since 'that' day, however long ago it had been. Rather than moving away from the stage as Alana did, Georgie simply went back to the 'resting' position that she had assumed prior to the sound of the door took her attention, looking as though the old, purple Bonnie suit had been powered down. It would be easier this way; her suit was in a similar state of disrepair to the others, and made loud clicking or creaking noises whenever she moved her limbs, not to mention the fact that it heavily hindered her movement. Staying where she was, hiding in pain sight, would be the best course of action, at least for now. Somewhere in the recesses of her subconscious, she knew that Timmy would be heartbroken when he found out just what had happened here, but her current state of mind didn't allow her to recognize or dwell on this thought.

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    "Well, Timmy. You first." I gave him an encouraging smile as the stench entered my nostrils and my eyes began to water. I won't regret this. I won't regret this. I won't regret this. I continued this mantra over and over as we both peered into the dark recesses that must be hell for Timmy.    		 [fancypost bgcolor=; border: 2px solid white; height: 150px; width: 260px; margin-bottom:8px; background: url(https://68.media.tumblr.com/0f…8ni9TRdA1qa94xto1_500.gif); background-position: center; background-size: 100%][fancypost borderwidth=0px; opacity: 0.9; width:200px; color: white; margin-top:90px; margin-left:-25px; text-shadow: 3px 3px 10px black; text-transform: uppercase;][size=16pt]Akihana[/size]

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    [fancypost bgcolor= #757575; border: none; height: 25px; width: 351px; margin-top: 8px; margin-left: -16px; border-bottom: 5px double #757575; font-family: times new roman; font-size: 20px; line-height: 25px; text-align: center; color: #000000; text-transform: uppercase]Timmy Robins[/fancypost]
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    ~I cringed as the smell hit me, it was strong. Years of decay and neglect has left this place smelling as dead as it looks. After leaning back to get one last breath of fresh air, I ducked through the door with Akihana. It took a moment for my eyes to adjust to the dim lighting. When I finally came to my senses, and my nose stopped rejecting the air, I slipped the flashlight out of the pocket of my back pack and switched it on.
    What I saw was almost as surprising as what I heard. Eerie music flowed from one of the old arcade machines. It took all I had not to shudder at the sound of it. The west door closed behind us, I turned to Akihana, "We need to get to the toy cellar."
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    [fancypost bgcolor=#757575; border: none; height: 8px; width: 351px; margin-top: 5px; margin-left: -16px; font-family: times new roman; font-size: 10px; line-height: 8px; text-align: center; color: #373737; text-transform: uppercase; border-top: 5px double #000000;]After all this time, the day is finally here.[/fancypost][/fancypost]

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    Alexander Feralva


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    Ooc: I am a bit too lazy to set up a FP so I hope you don't mind me doing this for now



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    Foxy...no...Alexander was in a corner sitting with a leg propped up and a arm sitting on the leg, he gaze looking down at the ground. He has stayed in the same spot for a long period of time, for how long he doesn't truly know as time doesn't pass the same for him as the normal humans. When he had first joined the darkness of the basement and with the others he had talked to them, but now not even words are passed by at all. They are all probably thinking the same thing, or maybe not, that is something he shouldn't truly know since he is stuck in his own mind. He remembered the first long while when he first became this...Foxy...he would tempt fate and move around, trying to interact with the others, but it took some time later for him to know not to move as much.


    Hearing some movement and sounds his gaze lifted up from the ground and up to the monitors that was in the same room as he, Bonnie, Chica, and Freddy. Seeing a form enter with someone behind them he recognized the first form, a boy he knows, Timmy. All grown up and not bound in a suit like the four of them, but he wondered why he would return ever since 'that day'. He saw Alana and Georgie both go into a resting position, not even having to ask them what they are even doing since he knew well what they are doing. They are pretending to be in a resting position that they all were in prior to the sound and the movement of Timmy and his friend on the screen. He wished he could move more freely, before the suits became rusted and in disrepair, when his movement just became the movement of his head and the slight movements of his fingers. He clicked his fingers ever so slightly before moving his head back, it would be best to be like the others, though the thought crossed his mind of, 'How will Timmy react when he realizes of what happened?'

    [fancypost bgcolor=#f2f2f2; borderwidth=0px; width: 290px; height: 270px; border-bottom: 3px solid #595959]

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    [size=15pt]jaeger kobayashi ![/size]


    [align=center][size=7pt]seventeen - masculine - freddy - gemini[/size]


    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; overflow: auto; width: 250px; height: 130px; text-align: justify;][size=7pt]he should have been the first to act. or, the first to know what to do. quickly catching sight of chica and bonnie, he mimics their moves and falls into resting position easily, almost sighing at the familiar stiffness. Right as he settles into his position, a sound echoes through the pizzeria, and a quick look at the security monitor confirms Jaeger's suspicions. This Timmy boy and the unknown redheaded girl have entered the place. He can hear their voices floating through the place and he feels a certain urgency. They cannot reach this place the boy is searching for. Jaeger doesn't care how they get rid of the kids, they just need to leave.[/fancypost]
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    [align=center]★ ★ ★

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    [fancypost borderwidth=0;width: 332px;padding:0px;height:20px; text-align: center; font-family: verdana; color: #000; font-size: 9px; line-height: 2px; line-height: 20px; letter-spacing: -.5px; margin-top: -9px;float:left;"]「 a head full of fears has no space for dreams. 」[/fancypost]
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    Alana, just like the others, was in a complete resting position whilst standing in the shadows. Her mind may have been completely brainwashed, but she still had a sense of wonder in her. What were they doing? Why were they going inside here? The female let out a sigh, it was an inaudible sigh that meant nothing, because her mind was clouded and there was honestly nothing she could properly think about at the moment. Whatever it was, they needed to make sure they did not get into the lab, or better, she hoped they'd be able to get them out of here as soon as possible.


    We need to get to the toy cellar. The boy's words echoed through the entire hallway, or perhaps through the entire building even. No, they were not. All Alana could feel right now was worry as she watched the shadows of two figures in the hallway close to the show stage room. She wanted to speak with the other animatronics, they needed to come up with a plan of action, but unfortunately none of them were able to understand each other in this state. Alana moved her head slightly, hoping the squeaking sound wasn't too loud to look at the other animatronics that were in the room, all in their resting position. Her suit showed no emotion, but the female was panicking deep inside. They could not let this boy be heartbroken by the truth. [/fancypost]


    [fancypost borderwidth=0;padding:0px;background:#B0E0E6;width:440px;height:15px;margin-left:5px;margin-bottom:5px;font-family:verdana;color:#000;letter-spacing:-.5px;font-size:8.5px;line-height:15px;text-transform:uppercase;]template by #nowi - this template expands - please do not remove credit[/fancypost][/fancypost]

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    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; width: inherit; min-height: 140px; padding: 0px;][align=center]

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width:230px; margin-top:-10px; height:170px; overflow:hidden;][fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; width: inherit; height: inherit; overflow: auto; padding: 0px; padding-right: 50px;][fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; width: inherit; min-height: 200px; padding: 0px;][size=11px]Yeah, we do need to get to the toy cellar, but our safety is much more important. I let out a light sigh, watching the swirls of dust circle around in the air before settling on nearby objects. I stood close to Timmy as we fully entered the building, and my eyes widened in surprise at how large the old restaurant really was. How the hell are we supposed to find the entrance to the cellar in such a big place?! The inside of Freddy Fazbear's Pizzaria was oddly larger than the outside. I could see ourselves getting lost in here. [fancypost bgcolor=; border: 2px solid white; height: 150px; width: 260px; margin-bottom:8px; background: url(https://68.media.tumblr.com/0f…8ni9TRdA1qa94xto1_500.gif); background-position: center; background-size: 100%][fancypost borderwidth=0px; opacity: 0.9; width:200px; color: white; margin-top:90px; margin-left:-25px; text-shadow: 3px 3px 10px black; text-transform: uppercase;][size=16pt]Akihana[/size]

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width:540px; margin-top:-10px;][hr][hr][align=center][size=6pt]▲ polaroid

    Georgie didn't move from her current position just yet, not even after hearing voices from the direction of the entrance. However, she almost did when she heard Timmy utter the worlds 'We need to get to the toy cellar.' The female trapped in the purple suit felt the same inner panic as Alana, she knew neither she nor the others could allow this to happen. They needed to prevent Timmy and this new person with him from reaching the lab in the cellar, by any means necessary, this she knew all too well, even in her brainwashed daze. Of course, she had no real way of conveying this urgency to the other animatronics. Timmy and his friend, whoever they were, neither of them could be allowed to achieve their goal. It took everything the female had not to raise her head and look to her fellow animatronics, but she remained in her resting state, trying to think of the best way to go about this, though that was rather difficult to think things through in her current mental state. All she knew at the current point in time was that she had to prevent either of them from discovering the entrances to the underground facility below the decrepit, abandoned restaurant.

    [fancypost bgcolor= #757575; border: #757575 3px solid; min-height: 300px; width: 350px;][fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; background: url(https://45.media.tumblr.com/6a…hj6aZY1o1qdexwco1_400.gif) center; background-size: cover; height: 100px; width: 335px; margin-left: -7px;][color=transparent] #icarustemplates ;; beware hidden scrolling[/fancypost]
    [fancypost bgcolor= #757575; border: none; height: 25px; width: 351px; margin-top: 8px; margin-left: -16px; border-bottom: 5px double #757575; font-family: times new roman; font-size: 20px; line-height: 25px; text-align: center; color: #000000; text-transform: uppercase]Timmy Robins[/fancypost]
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    ~I shivered as a cool air swept through the place, the air conditioning must still be functional. In a daze I swept the flashlight across the room, carefully studying everything in its path of luminescence. It took all I had not to run to straight to the toy cellar, i had to make sure there was no one else here. With the flashlight in one hand, i reached with my other to grip Akihana's hand. I needed her close to me.
    I pulled my companion through the entrance and to the arcade games. 3 of them were no longer working, the other though, were lit. They played their theme songs lazily, their screens were dirty and broken but still, colors danced cheerfully on them. "Eeesh, that one was my favorite one." I pointed to an old pin ball game in the corner, cringing at the sight of the broken glass.
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    [fancypost bgcolor=#757575; border: none; height: 8px; width: 351px; margin-top: 5px; margin-left: -16px; font-family: times new roman; font-size: 10px; line-height: 8px; text-align: center; color: #373737; text-transform: uppercase; border-top: 5px double #000000;]After all this time, the day is finally here.[/fancypost][/fancypost]

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    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; width: inherit; min-height: 140px; padding: 0px;][align=center]

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width:230px; margin-top:-10px; height:170px; overflow:hidden;][fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; width: inherit; height: inherit; overflow: auto; padding: 0px; padding-right: 50px;][fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; width: inherit; min-height: 200px; padding: 0px;][size=11px]The warmth of his hand seeped into mine and it immediately made me forget the freezing air around us as we made our way to the lit up arcade games. The busted screens and the slow way their songs played only added to the suspensefull feel to the air. "Tim, this is by far the worst idea you've ever had. I know I promised to help you and everything, but this idea is even worse than the time you put over fifty frogs in Miss Arvill's office at the orphanage. And that was a terrible idea." I stated, giving the hand that was placed in his a gentle squeeze before taking my free hand and moving around the stick of the game in front of me.




    My eyes strained to adjust to the light, but when I realized that it was my favorite game, my eyes lit up and I pouted. Damn, I really wanted to play this game. "Okay Timmy, let's go see what we came here to see and let's leave."     		[fancypost bgcolor=; border: 2px solid white; height: 150px; width: 260px; margin-bottom:8px; background: url(https://68.media.tumblr.com/0f…8ni9TRdA1qa94xto1_500.gif); background-position: center; background-size: 100%][fancypost borderwidth=0px; opacity: 0.9; width:200px; color: white; margin-top:90px; margin-left:-25px; text-shadow: 3px 3px 10px black; text-transform: uppercase;][size=16pt]Akihana[/size]

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width:540px; margin-top:-10px;][hr][hr][align=center][size=6pt]▲ polaroid

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    waiting on animatronics


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