by cyberdragon725 » Wed Oct 26, 2016 5:33 am
Username - Cyberdragon725
Name - Afton
Gender - Male
Worst Fear (700 words)-
Fear. So many people can face their fears standing strong and tall. They can continue on in even the most dreadful of situations. Fear, something he struggles so much to face head on. Fear. Something that holds him back through his fear of being alone. Why is he so afraid of being alone? Surely he can't have someone around him all the time, but that's where the problem is. He can't have constant company so each time that he is left alone, he falls into the depths of his mind, boiling and tumbling in an ocean of regrets and fears with no way out. This is Afton's fear. He fears one day falling to his treacherous mind with no one to show him the escape. This is why he can't be alone and... Why each Halloween is a night of fear.
To really understand his fear first you must understand him, but how can you understand someone who cannot understand himself? Even as a child, Acton often caused confusion and caution anywhere he went. Others never knew quite how to approach him. He was different and strange so instead of focusing their attention on him and trying to figure him out, they abandoned him, leaving him to his anger and loneliness. At least, back then, his parents were still there to help him and protect them. They showed him love and care and, for a while, that was all he needed. This is where things went wrong. He has never understood why it happened nor could he see how his father could've left in the middle of the night, abandoning his wife and only son. His mother tried to stay cheerful for her young son but it didn't take long for her to wear down. Falling ill, she withered away in front of him until she passsed away leaving him traumatized and angry. They left him. He left them. That viscet... Never again could he be given the title of father. Angry at the hand life had given him, Afton left one Halloween, leaving nothing but a fiery home and burning memories of a cold Halloween night. His final words echoed in the breeze. "I hope you die in a fire..."
After that, Afton was alone. He had been left behind. Living on the streets he became a thief, stealing and struggling for survival. Brimming with anger and hate, he wandered the streets, hiding in the alleys hoping that someone would notice him. Then, one day, he found himself at a restaurant. "Friday Fuzzfur's Burgers and fries?" He asked curiously, reading the sign that loomed above him. Hearing laughter from inside, he pushed open the doors to the restaurant. He was greeted with bright lights and many other viscets running around, young ones screeching with delight while the adults chatted amiably from the seats. Entering the warm atmosphere, he glanced around only to jump as he heard a mechanical clank behind him. Turning, his eyes met the green mechanical ones of the robot that greeted him. "Hello friend! Welcome to Friday's! I hope you have a good time here!" Her voiced echoed and he smiled widely, following as she led him to the party where he was warmly greeted.
Years passed and he continued to return to Friday's, especially on each Halloween where grief threatened to overtake him. One day, he went to visit after a night of trick or treating, hoping for a little reprieve from his daily strife. Suddenly all his breath escaped quickly as he glanced at his previous sanctuary, or what was left of it anyway. Ash was thick in the air as the building burned causing his heart to race. "F-Friday! Tetris! Patch!" He called out to his favorite animantronics and, hearing no response, he tried for the others. "Cassie! Rocky! Georgie! Anybody! I'll even take Rally, you stupid robin!" He was sobbing now. Falling to his knees as he watched more memories burn. Feeling something metal under his trembling paw, he looked. Leftover pieces from his favorite animatronic. "P-patch..." Lifting it up, he Felt his fist clench at the broken pieces of his friend.
"Y-you idiots... You've left me behind..."
(696 words)
Where did he get the animatronic parts?
All the parts that Afton wears are the burnt pieces of his previous friend, Patch the Pup. Patch is designed much like foxy with a long muzzle that's been burnt black, a big contrast to it's previously white counterpart. When he found those pieces in the ash, he just couldn't get rid of them. Finding that the suit had been previously hollowed and completely torn apart, he managed to salvage several pieces, mainly the tail and the head. Now, in memory of those happy times and in grief of their loss, he wears those parts, hoping that they can keep his fragile mind from drifting to the bad memories in an effort to remember the good.
Poem:
WIP
Last edited by
cyberdragon725 on Tue Nov 08, 2016 8:34 am, edited 13 times in total.


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✁ Full time job! Growin up
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