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#yes he is a play on vincent purple guy back from 2015
lunarmoves · 3 months
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"that's not sanitary, you know."
you paused, about to take a drink out of your cup of pink lemonade, and glanced up at sun. he watched you from the other side of the security desk, his arms bracing against its lip.
"what is?" you asked in confusion. you looked down at yourself, wondering if there was a stain or something on your uniform, but you were clean.
sun pointed to the cup in your hand, its straw sticking flimsily out of the top cover. "sharing drinks." there was a terseness to his smile despite it being stretched wide across his face in a vain attempt at casualness.
you only shrugged. he'd probably caught you letting the (relatively) new daycare security guard steal a few sips out of your drink before he clocked out for the night. "humans do it all the time, depending. besides, vincent's a friend. i didn't mind sharing with him. he was thirsty."
"that's not the point, friend!" sun exclaimed with a sudden loudness that had you jumping slightly. his pale, white eyes squinted slightly, but not in amusement. "exchanging saliva via straws or other utensils can lead to the transmission of germs and certain dise—"
"whoa, chill, dude! it's not that serious!" you cut off his rant abruptly, waving your free hand in the air. you made a motion to take the straw up in your mouth so you could prove your point, but before you could, sun snatched the cup right out of your hand. you let out an indignant hey! and tried to grab it back from him, but he leaned out of your reach.
"yes it is!" he said stubbornly, his fingers gripping onto the plastic of the cup. his head twitched slightly to the left, rays shifting minutely. "you could get sick! or worse!"
you huffed and crossed your arms over your chest. drama queen. you already knew you weren't getting that drink back. "it was only a few sips, man. besides, vincent doesn't have any diseases."
sun's gaze narrowed, his smile thinning. there was an edge to his words you didn't quite like. "you don't know that."
okay, well, he was right, but you weren't going to admit that. you swapped drinks with friends all the time, it was just something natural at that point in your relationship with them. "i don't know why you're getting so worked up over this," you told him irritably. "i'm sure you've seen kids eat each others' foods and drink each others' drinks all the time."
"that's different!" sun replied in a peevish manner.
you gave him a look that indicated you didn't quite believe him. "how is it different?"
at that, he seemed to pause and flounder for words. his arms moved about in the air in a manner that borderlined erratic. "it's— they're not—"
"i'm starting to think this is less about me and more about vincent," you said flatly as you raised an eyebrow at him.
sun recoiled, rays shrinking down slightly before he forced them back out to their normal size. "don't be silly!" he rushed out. "this isn't about—"
"then what is it about, hm?" you asked as gently as you could, which, in retrospect, wasn't all that. it was getting late and you didn't expect to have to deal with this tonight. "you know, i don't think you like vincent all too—"
"i said this isn't about him!" a burst of pink exploded out from sun's grasp, causing a waterfall to splash down on the desk and floor. you jumped at the abruptness of it, your eyes latching onto the tight grip sun had on your drink. his fingers had punctured holes in it, crushing the plastic until it was jagged and flat.
you stared at it for one moment, two moments, then snapped your gaze up to sun's face plate. he was staring directly at you, white pupils tiny and constricted in grey optics. his smile was wide and strained, his fingers twitching minutely at his side.
you swallowed heavily, and in a small, small voice, you said "...sun?"
the word seemed to breathe life back into him. he blinked and darted his gaze down to his hand. "oh!" he jumped slightly and loosened his grip just a tad. "silly me! sometimes i don't realize my own strength!" his body restarted that idle swaying motion it always seemed to have, and you distantly wondered when he had stopped it. "you stay right there friend! i'll get this all cleaned up in a jiffy!"
and then he skittered away, leaving you to stare blankly down at the waterlogged remains of your ruined drink.
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dreamnoteprincess · 5 years
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FNAF Confession
If you read by the title I have something to say about Five Nights at Freddy’s. If you knew me from 2015-2016 I wrote a ton of FNAF stories till 2017 because two people who are kept anonymous made me loose my interest in FNAF and that I moved on to BATIM. The FNAF story is mentioned in a youtube video so check it out while you can. 
However, that’s not what I’m here to talk about. Since April I was watching videos about FNAF VR, new FNAF books, and watching some FNAF gameplays and I’ve been slowly joining the FNAF fandom again. Now what does this mean for me?
Are you writing more FNAF stories again?
Am I continuing the FNAF stories I once dropped two years ago?
To answer your questions: Well…IDK…
For my old stories that I wrote back years ago there no longer continuing I made up my mind not wanting to continue the stories. Because of Sister Location I had to do changes and corrections to the point I was confused and just wanted to take a breather. 
However, I do have plans of a new FNAF story that’s a breath of fresh air. Now I’m not 100% set on this yet and I’m still thinking if I want to do it, but the story is called Fazbear Mysteries. 
The story follows David “Dave” Vine (Vincent Vine in my old FNAF stories) is now the manager of Freddy Fazbear’s Pizzeria. With his new job came big problems with his kids, Alex, Gary and Victoria (my old Purple Guy kids with drastic changes) who love for clues at all Fazbear locations. He’s afraid their mysteries could lead into trouble, danger or something even worse…
That’s all I got so far.
So yeah lots of changes for this new one. David “Dave” Vine was originally Vincent Vine the Purple Guy, but I changed him into his own character as he’s the manager of the place rather then a night guard. And yes Alex and Gary are his own kids not adopted like in my old story and are also no longer the crying child and Foxy Mask/Big Brother respectively. This entire story is still in production and might not even be made, this was all an idea I thought of last night (Friday Night) while I was trying to sleep. Who knows maybe I’ll work on it or play around with the idea and stories to see where it goes. I’ll even make another post talking about the differences in Alex and Gary in this incarnation of the series. 
If you guys are interested in reading this let me know! I’ll write this soon, I’m on a little one-two week break so I’m just working on ideas for more stories for you guys to read!
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