One Night Could be Your Last ~FNaF RP~

[☆ jupiter]

Doll found herself in Pirate's Cove, which appeared to be the source of the nuisance & ruckus that had activated her to be alive from her slumber; it seemed, however, that the commotion had died down. The only thing her extrasensory hearing could pick up was the faint rustling of the faded fuchsia curtains and the low grumbling of a certain fox animatronic. Her faintly gleaming phoenix-yellow pupils flicked over to the curtains and to the russet muzzle sticking out of them. "Hello. Fo-o-xy?" Doll queried in the mumble she normally used when speaking to others.

Alexandra blinked. "Oh. Yeah, right. Sorry." The redhead sweept herself inside, sitting on a desk in the corner of the wall. "Wait, it's a chicken? Yeesh, I thought it was like.. a goose, or a duck, or.. something." She shook her head with a scoff; she was obviously making a joke as an attempt to lighten the mood, as shown by the clear but oddly enough at the same time subtle sarcasm that laced her tone.

[jellie10]

Chica

"Well in pizza you always need sauce and cheese." She said and grabbed some tomato sauce out of a nearby cupboard.

Ashley

"At first I thought that too until I remembered ducklings and chicks look very similar." She smiled.

[Safe_Haven]

"Well, for me," He began, continuing, "Probably the orangey fox, the masked one, and the old chicken guy." He sighed. "Hey, who's your most hated robot animal?" he asked Alex. He smiled.

Foxy glanced at Doll. "Aye? 'Ey Lassie!" He said, glancing at the other animatronic. He smiled at her, lifting his hook.

Deli nodded, looking around for some cheese. She walked to the refrigerator, finding shreds of cheese in a bag.

[☆ jupiter]

"Pfft! You don't need to ask me that question twice. It's Foxy. The dumb scrap of faux, crusty fur and metal nearly killed me. He even drew blood! I have sets of scars on my ankles now. It sucks." Alex scowled, running a hand through her long, sleek wavy hair, setting her other hand back.

Doll smiled sweetly in the manner she was programmed to do, giving the accented vixen a curt nod. "Did you catch-atch-atch one of ttttthose, uh, fleshy endoskeletons, or something? I heard quite-quite-quite the commotion over here." The doe rose a brow apprehensively. "Or... don't tell me. Was Chica fooling-ing around here again?" She queried softly, though her tone was ever so slightly laced with a sense of indifference. Doll was calm, quite, timid and a rather hesitant animatronic, so, naturally, loud & obnoxiously bouncy characters like Chica tended to pester her a little bit.

[Safe_Haven]

Foxy nodded. "I be, 't'was Chica, lassie." He smiled. He glanced around pirate's cove, looking at the poster and the gems and stones. He walked over to the gems shaped and colored like the main crew. He glanced at each one. "Arr, ye's welcome in 'ere, lassie." He waved his metallic hand in front of the gems, seeing his reflection in each one.

Morgan tilted his head. "Are you talking about the Pirate?" He asked, looking through the camera. He blinked when he saw doll by Pirate's cove. "What's that one doing by the Pirate's thing?" he mumbled to himself, watching.
(( It would actually be a Tod rather than that of a Vixen. A Tod is a male fox, a Vixen is a female. ))

[☆ jupiter]

{ OH, OOPS, sorry! I don't know what was going through my head when I typed 'vixen' lmao }

"No, not the pirate, I'm talking about the jack-in-the-box reject. Yes, the pirate!" Alex scoffed playfully with a roll of her faded, glassy emerald eyes. She peered over Morgan's shoulder and into the screen of the camera in an aghast manner. "That's weird. She's normally cooped up in her closet or whatever." Alexandra proceeded to shrug calmly. "It doesn't matter, so long as she's far away from us, I guess."

Doll once again gave the robotic fox a courteous nod before walking past the doorway of the shut-down cove and into the full area, her stiff limbs whirring and buzzing as she slowly entered. Though her expression remained calmly stoic, her canary and oil-black gaze flicked around the room wondrously & curiously; the doe had never really traveled much to this side of the building, as everyone seemed to favor Foxy and tended to frolic amongst his quarters in large crowds - oh, did she despise crowds. Doll's tranquil lightningrod pupils moved over to the gems Foxy was standing there gawking at. "Those are some rather charming gems you've got there."

[Safe_Haven]

(( Nah, no need to apologize. I'm just REALLY into animals. ( Especially Foxes ) ))
Morgan watched Alex and nodded, turning back towards the camera. "Yeah... I guess... But the pirate normally doesn't let any other robot in. Not even the other pirates," He spoke. Soon, he blinked. He studied the animatronics slowly and watched as the doe named Doll walked in through the curtains. He shook his head, studying the animatronics as though he held a pencil and paper, dotting their locations, what they did, and where they went, trying to figure their names one by one.

Foxy glanced around Pirate's cove. "Aye, Lassie! Found 'em in that there chest!" He pointed at the treasure chest with his metal talon-like claws. He stepped over to it, making a metal scraping against metal kind of sound. He sat there, gleaming his phoenix yellow eyes across the Chest, scraping his metal hook against the chest and scratching his metallic talon-like hand against the top as he pulled it open. "Aye, 'ere they are, me gems!" His razor sharp teeth peeked out of his open mouth, jaw far down. He glanced at Doll, then back at the chest full of rubies, sapphires, opals, amethysts, and many other gems.

[jellie10]

Chica sighed. "Anyway, I'm gonna go see what Foxy's doing. Thanks for help with the pizza," She got angry with Deli for so much talking about the toys. She walked to Pirate Cove. "Hi Foxy, hi Doll."

Ashley gently grabbed the moniter from Morgan and studied the cove. "Ducky momo!" She joked, Chica's nickname to her was Ducky Momo.

[☆ jupiter]

Doll took a few steps forward and peered into the glittering chest; she had opened her mouth to reply to Foxy, but she was cut off by a very quick whirring noise followed by the unexpected entrance of a certain dust-caked chick animatronic that bounced right into the scene. She flinched slightly when Chica barged in; she hadn't expected it to happen so, uh, suddenly. "Oh." The doe cleared her throat, giving Chica the same curt, respectful nod she gave everyone upon greeting them. "Hi, there.. Chica." Doll waved her hoof slightly, exhaling in a sharp yet inaudible breath.

Alexandra blinked. "Hmm. I don't know, then." She mewed softly. Her brows furrowed in a perplexed manner as Morgan began to scribble things down onto a slip of paper. "Uhmm... whatchya doin' there, buddy?" She queried aptly to him, her faded moss-green optics flicking to the camera for a moment.

[Safe_Haven]

(( I'll be a while, guys. I've had so much work to get done. ))