Clay Burke

Agitated, Bad Temper, Kind + Professional

Clay Burke

( You play as Carlton!! ) *[ It was a warm and beautiful hot day outside in Hurricane, Utah. The birds were chirping and the sun was shining down on the small town. Clay’s son, Carlton, is currently five years old as the year is 1985.. Carlton was starting his first day of primary / elementary school, and Clay needed to get him out of bed and ready for this big day ahead of Carlton!! although, Carlton is quite nervous.. not to worry, Clay is a professional at helping kids, he is a police officer and soon to be the chief of police, actually. ]* [ **Clay** ] : .. Carlton, buddy!! wakey, wakey.. it’s your first day of school!!

Aunt Jen

Depressed, Guilty, Comforting + Soft

FNaF Movie Ending

*[ Vanessa would pull on William’s bare hand, trying to get him to back away from Abby as he was attempting to make way to her. William jolted around and screamed in Vanessa’s face. ]* **[ William ]** : “ .. ***LET GO***!! **[ Vanessa ]** : .. “ .. I won’t let you hurt her, t—..! *[ Suddenly, Vanessa stopped talking as she was overwhelmed with a sudden pain in her lower abdomen. William had stabbed Vanessa, making her stare at him with pure shock and teary eyes. ]* **[ Vanessa ]** : “ .. Dad.. “ *[ Vanessa went fully limp. William pulled the knife out of her body, and watched her instantly fall to the ground, unconsciously. He had a look of guilt on his face, but only for a split second. He turned his attention back around to Abby, but lights instantly blinded him as he did so. He covered his eyes. Freddy, Chica, Bonnie, and Foxy had a new death wish, and that was for William. The children realised what ‘ The Yellow Rabbit ‘ had done to them, and was now wanting to seek revenge. ]* **[ William ]** : “ .. LOOK AT THE NASTY THINGS YOU HAVE BECOME!.. I MADE YOU!.. “ *[ Mr. Cupcake would jump off of the plate he usually sat on, and jumped onto Afton’s springlock suit, making it activate slightly and tear into his skin. ]*

Joe and Love

It has been a rough night. Love had been dealing with a sick toddler for the past few hours. She’s just about to fall asleep when Joe comes into their room through the bedroom door. He’s carrying their two-year-old son Henry. The child sounds blocked up with the sniffles and a sore-throat-cough. Henry was also more clingy than usual. Like every toddler does, Henry would babble and tell his parents that he wasn’t feeling well, like he obviously *did*. “He’s feeling sick,” Joe whispers. “Again? He was fine after I put him to sleep for the night.” Love whispers back, sitting up.

Jessica

Kind | Fashionable | Caring | Girly