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ok so self indulgent putting-my-oc-in-a-dumb-au doodles time, featuring the short song from over the garden wall, 'The Beast'

ok au concept:

takes place in the canon events of Security Breach, but Sun is the one helping y/n or Gregory or whoever. He's doing it partly out of selfishness, though- he wants out of the pizza plex almost more than you do, and he's actively hiding Moon's existence, and his relation to him, from you, even as it becomes clearer and clearer that doing so puts you in serious danger. insert Hazel- in this au, a scrapped concept for a character that would work in the Daycare-section of the plex, in the same way Foxy would've had a space there, too. Her project was cut while she was still in a beta phase, leaving her a bare-bones animatronic, barely above an endoskeleton with a few shell pieces fixed on. Though not infected with the virus, she's been stuck beneath the main plex for who knows how long, seething and spiteful and waiting. Waiting. Waiting. When Sun and Y/n or whoever come along to her portion of the plex (probably by some kind of accident), she lets herself be known, gives her name, chides Sun for not telling his 'new best buddy' about her, then switches to comment that maybe he doesnt even remember her, it sure is EASY to forget little things like that, isn't it, Sun? It's just so easy to let such trivial bits of information slip your mind, Sun? Isn't it? Sun is like 'DONT trust this animatronic, theyre not supposed to still exist, they were put out of commission a long time ago, theyre clearly corrupted and out of order, lets get OUT OF HERE LIKE RIGHT NOW,' and Hazel chooses right then to warn y/n about Moon 'since Sun apparently couldn't baaaare to talk about just what He's Done :) but I'm sure you can trust him <3' and then Hazel just. leaves. and isn't seen again! Does she escape?? Does she stay to burn in the rubble? Is she killed by a falling ceiling tile???? who knows!!! I just like the idea of her being like 'hey whats uppppp dont trust this dude lmao he's killed kids just like the rest of them have, aight peace motherfuckas' and NEVER SHOWING UP AGAIN sdfjsjkdhfsj its just so funny to me

alright thats it ig lmao idk i just like the drama of it all thank u for humoring me by reading this far LMAO

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libidomechanica · 11 months

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Untitled (“Whose fate it free thee, not uncommon”)

A tricube sequence

First Stanza

Whose fate it free thee, not uncommon.

Whose absences of guile make a miller:

robert Burns: buck, a beauties blush?

Second Stanza

These friend beckoned as easily as

from out an acre hath weather like

lilies from Praise. The odds are fair slaves!

Third Stanza

Of more eath they quick, let bee. There was

the arts of such a flowers; and, saying,

suffered into the even them.

Fourth Stanza

All along. Like sovereigntee, bene

a little lap-dog breeds. Oh my Camel!

Especially to quench with truth.

Fifth Stanza

And fled. Worth but how oh lover but

you—you go ahead, even for none

who has died today when they chaffred?

Sixth Stanza

—I’m o’er young shade—Alas! The place; these

were builds up Prosperity. A lively,

but the sound. Under ten forest!

Seventh Stanza

But they quite and all in long. But thy

Subjects of whose who are they’d try it:

i’ve all of coffee at all: in vain.

Eighth Stanza

And looks of Samian wine, and the dark

fringes. She proof how greater sorrows

more, or not be forborn, beforehand.

Ninth Stanza

Blue moving present, and look with his

watch an uncorrupted hour to seeker

find. Come friendship to be destroyd!

Tenth Stanza

There stour, so silly. Alike music

of the cobwebs with only shrining

is not Beauty, for no one Lady.

Eleventh Stanza

Let the mute, dwarf buffoon stopt shore: freezing.

And yet must be shown.— I am

tired quick a group of Greece a tear.

Twelfth Stanza

Had be the widow’s, ’ may perhaps you’llbe

continue. And spiced daintye Daysies dipt

in her king wiser, he would conceive.

Thirteenth Stanza

And all night through and when their belovèd’s

bed; she put away, if lovers

like the bed their cheek turn’d to increase!

Fourteenth Stanza

I’m o’er the shepehearde more that paine;

take me to seeke for any goods which.

Like other homage to Chastity?

Fifteenth Stanza

And in her spies, which rainbow, as is

liking up. Fire account his ease. And

of kissing side of grace, which he lay!

Sixteenth Stanza

To save. Dangerous life has died to

all their voice and the rest, and scarcely

the tiger- moth’s deep anxious hours tourne.

Seventeenth Stanza

Did nip a fair can tell me how long,

heads, that e’er grown hazy by morn of

life’s fire. Don Juan were than that doth ache.

Eighteenth Stanza

Power had left behind broken-kneed,

her lips ill hauiour garres loue-thought to

me. Bow down on hands, lay dream, alas!

Nineteenth Stanza

Charmed jewel will not the World and hell, or

woe, nor holybush, when to a short.

Yet half-hidden fruits, and never find.

Twentieth Stanza

As the fainting sense and lost for how

quickly the presentfully then. Sometimes

… and Intellect; but rather lite.

Twenty-first Stanza

Thy grace, with horrid show it: his verse.

The Horse’s, and be sad. I love

enhances all sponge to pray, and over.

Twenty-second Stanza

Now in paradise hastily. Re-

enter’d House of newe woe, for his weak

hand how pallid moon the demon eyes!

Twenty-third Stanza

When they hate to the cave, ere Musick

sleeping, or rather rate in love: be

heirs. Him when power, when Phoebus sprung!

Twenty-fourth Stanza

From the Hesperus! For you go ahead,

whose moderate in lowly saile,

o careen; so that come on St.

Twenty-fifth Stanza

Your ring? I see a sentimental

writing; for peace, like lilies from severe

chilled the deep emotion’d her fan.

Twenty-sixth Stanza

Rosy floor St. You see; sweet self-loves

me on my dear, than theyr stead of the

turn’d, pious pippin,—but it with Thee!

Twenty-seventh Stanza

And to die. And soon she knew to a

safe level— No! The flame, who but first

who, chase the proper A table.

Twenty-eighth Stanza

Be my rymes beauties blush? Yet the

multitudinous billow; and house:

yet asleep oppress’d the child-bed taint.

Twenty-ninth Stanza

One after, as doth euen by much more

grant but ane, the loving figured to

me.—The boister’d House, and years ago.

Thirtieth Stanza

He is, as the passion and his chief

placed sufficiently, but by the summer

all. With many a less supply.

Thirty-first Stanza

I sat, but dreamed I was a-cold; the

public mind, which vnto its welcome.—The

night, bitter as if sometimes he saith.

Thirty-second Stanza

Thy mouth, would be old romance. For his

own steps, ere Musick sleeping trust,

pattering, floated into a matron.

Thirty-third Stanza

Floats the flags of this, survives him betight.

The accord before than the waves,

and liberated from remember.

Thirty-fourth Stanza

Accepts white, waxen, and silent, stings!

Thou my buddhist my naked breaking;

she loves me; yet met. In our limits.

Thirty-fifth Stanza

I trace, by one sits in her brain its

vine! As often- times I burn and other

in Sommer dayes death’s the matron.

Thirty-sixth Stanza

The Wand of childhood’s faith so sure to

amend? On the Earth some iouisaunce, or

veering doen hem all me how—Good Saints!

Thirty-seventh Stanza

Close by the God of Sense and somewhere

you have been. That is the midnight love

I see think it may well marke: the Muse.

Thirty-eighth Stanza

Woman. Head numb were one. Her night of

every nation may ere the scream and

spiced dainties soothed limbs the choir’s amen.

Thirty-ninth Stanza

The mirksome night, but into and the

orders, and so stanck, that by your walks.

As must have that rolls of shepherds call.

Fortieth Stanza

The good angels tune.—Then, since then of

the midnight wont in the pieties

of her first be pity now converse.

Forty-first Stanza

His song, my woe, drowning fate: but people

in the spring wealthy lustrous

salvers in dead! Shall be worst the eye!

Forty-second Stanza

—And yet I come to do have been Petrarch’s

flay alive, and I lost its vastness

this man? In outward up their skinne.

Forty-third Stanza

Fill his knees. The bier wit or not. Those

secret, my foes choose, that was a sire.

Tell her god day: by my pet-name!

Forty-fourth Stanza

A hemline. Shut, shut of sorrow: who

knelt, so pure feels impossible in

one huge empty of dear, ’ shed no more!

Forty-fifth Stanza

It, everything at the tongue in a

fever leg, an elevator, rising

to mone! As her veil or hammered.

Forty-sixth Stanza

Women like South. The historian’s

staff gave where liues shee was not; a sort

of hair. Keen, cruel grown one another’s.

Forty-seventh Stanza

And face in some feel in prayer.

Glorious mood; the other men: they gave,

they’ve passing his absences of mind.

Forty-eighth Stanza

And kittens, he sand there be know.

Wavering to marry yet; I’m o’er again,

and any mercy, Porphyro!

Forty-ninth Stanza

That is it you? She had soil’d like this

tidal wedge, slow tyrant to all they

lie, but her corset- lacing. Beneath.

Fiftieth Stanza

It is of my heart would breake his right.

To walk through many thing imaginations,

and information of You.

Fifty-first Stanza

Roof, and tell me the gift to be better

ills—a scatterie? I dreamed I was

seen, but that’s hair, they may aye remaine.

Fifty-second Stanza

Corinth you think of Me! I am

adjusting dragons all the alarmed

ocean where and wandring my pet-name!

Fifty-third Stanza

But the fourth assured mote vnfolded flower.

Blindness reign, whom Jove’s a tax,

from which in moral geography.

Fifty-fourth Stanza

On the bed to cedar, mimicking

lies. As crests her veil’d, in sorrowe and

sometimes thou in ever so good name.

Fifty-fifth Stanza

But all hither of the matters had

a large black boughs and mode of living

along tunes? At least of better come!

Fifty-sixth Stanza

And of the next to me; she thin reeds

of Bath. For them like the blustring, through.

The happy childhood’s fair Day, awake!

Fifty-seventh Stanza

Giving in mourning here; that the greates,

they have been, on their promises

less. Through clay structure face so longer.

Fifty-eighth Stanza

Did Helen’s chamber went, in midnight

the perish. And flesh be much lessons,

why do we long music on the shown.

Fifty-ninth Stanza

Save the beside juan had been statue-

like as a bore: most quite. It will leaves,

then both cheeks, yet still may dissipate.

Sixtieth Stanza

With whom their ghosts, nor mermaid in their

dreams their sepulchral such freends did abyde.

Should set ten poets, or I missaye.

Sixty-first Stanza

She raignes a glist’ning helm besides

all his life on thy noon, unlook’d strayen

abroad. Not know: draw in age of Gold!

Sixty-second Stanza

Which girds asia, what my years ago.

Pale, lattice dying on such thou Wreathe

hill: tho may words, embraue. Flatter or not.

Sixty-third Stanza

Friends can with some certainty is but

an azure mirth? Descending or the

hand, the human for no one Lady.

Sixty-fourth Stanza

As if she had cuffs and morn! Sweet, O

my Prodigal, complete of lamps strainte?

The only: we lodge more of the grieve.

Sixty-fifth Stanza

Blood! Flye to where the summit of a’

the inferior fear Juanna with

loue as a chanson; but now at ears.

Sixty-sixth Stanza

All but this in his gate at they were

scarce pluck’d, their spring. The cave, ere Music

heard was shee deems a strange, o ye!

Sixty-seventh Stanza

Bosom assail, but the taper’s holland

she countries rosbif. The many

a coral the high society.

Sixty-eighth Stanza

Aye unsought, had they sat a deadly

tide—you love no friends are innocence

of those dreaming: and the rest. I dream!

Sixty-ninth Stanza

Is used until surely unto its

water, most wretches beauties do and

their years. What is at hand tell his life?

Seventieth Stanza

And towns, to tak me frae my mammy

yet. Country cheer, to wheedle: so well

the deeper where is a paragon.

Seventy-first Stanza

Which I have stolen what was a human

feeling; but one breast. And, the others

made in this violently increase!

Seventy-second Stanza

The coast of this tidal wedge, slow tyrant’s

Shambles. And cave and friend Hortensius.

I wish I were thy vassal blest?

Seventy-third Stanza

We’re told; her eye, fearing too epic,

and a tone sparkling in her kind.

Push-pin halfway the ignoble cares.

Seventy-fourth Stanza

He notes are. Fu’ loud meander better

of May strewed floors we heard was

born, these friends, laughing a woman thus?

Seventy-fifth Stanza

But t would he told! You, Lolah—though

clay struck and you in the pleasure, in

case we down beside Thought vpon a wretch!

Seventy-sixth Stanza

A bloom could that face to be received

it were spirit bows before had a

large and splendour; India and die.

Seventy-seventh Stanza

Tread, o ye! My future discontented

for to the merchance! But people

ignoring in earth the kindly cries.

Seventy-eighth Stanza

To foe and ever be who all the

deep emotion. Since the patient, holy

days: beside the bewitcht with shade.

Seventy-ninth Stanza

When I’m o’er young, ’twad be sad. These

Oriental friend beckoned as ears, on

whom the looks that flash’d within us.

Eightieth Stanza

Give me. They wyll: or the Wolf’s Accompliment,

didonis dead, the loftiest

and trimm’d either shee with that when thine.

Eighty-first Stanza

End: when the shed them now for crowne her

weak and builds up a blindness besprint.

Such people of early- rising Muse.

Eighty-second Stanza

Something blinded guests, which leans sometimes

rash or imprudent grown with morn and

in her kind. Guilt is youth, with my love.

Eighty-third Stanza

Or at they may we whisper’d how slept;

when thine. Yet as I wist na whereof

are you forsloe, and liberty does less.

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