Purple Guy Fnaf Novels & Stories

His body bounced with so much excitement that Nikolai was afraid he might burst. Arthur laughed and roughed his fingers through the fairy's hair again. “Calm down, Pax, or you might color his room with purple sparkles,” Art said, and the fairy blushed. “Cover my room in purple sparkles?” “Paxton is a fairy, and his power color is purple. That's why his hair and eyes are usually purple. All of his magic is purple, like his portal.

I'm Kaitlyn Sawyer and I'm still having the heebie jeebies for goth girl over there. "I'll rather have her here than some other people." "Call names and we are gonna have a friendly talk Greyman." "Let's all calm down. Hello, gentle soul, what's your name?" The fatso was next. "I'm Pe...Peter Pound." He stammered out and fingered the hem of his shirt. "The fuck you are." Grey shouted. "You don't look anything like Peter Pan." Brandon said. "It's not Peter Pan you fucking Bozo. "

August insisted. Grey was very surprised he forgot to reply. "Your name is Grey, right? My name is August, August Wright. Can I talk to you for a moment."August asked respectfully. "Umm..uh.." Grey was still lost in thought. He didn't know what to reply to his question. Suddenly, Alex then leaned to Grey and whispered, "Hey who is this guy? Do you know him?" Grey then came to his senses, he quickly answered, "Of course I don't, he suddenly talked to me. And get away from my face, you're too close."

“I think she gets it, general. You can stop flustering now. Although it is amusing, I find it embarrassing at the same time that I am actually helping you.” The red haired man chuckled as he got on from where he was sitting on to offer me his hand. “Hi. My name is Falco. Nice to meet you, Nathalia.” He introduced himself before he pointed at the other squad members aside from Eva. “That is Duke.” He pointed at the brown haired man. “The man with emo looking hair is Vie and that panda is called Gray.” “Hey! Don’t judge me by my hair!” Says Vie. “I look like a panda!? Does anyone have a mirror?” Gray gasped and covered his eyes in shame.

The man fainted with my critical hit. After that, I also get his two comrades. And finally, I now standing in front of this huge monster. Maybe all of you are confused. Well, let me tell you. I'm actually a rare case. The reason why I hid myself from the government is because, I'm a Crystal Gwandy which the highest stage of all Gwandy and also.. I'm a Black Malemyn.

Ghost is a dark fae, which means he’s greedy, likes death, and likes pretty women with spunk. His short white hair is spiked. Ghost wears a black sleeveless hoodie and black and white checkered jeans with black boots. His eyebrows, nose, and lips are all pierced with gages in both ears. His pointed ears give him away that he is fae. Ghost has all black eyes, much like one would think a demons would be if they were real. Some things are just stories made up of distorted truths. Demons and angels fall into that category. Ghost's pasty white skin almost glows under the glow of the flashing lights.

“What will be the sacrifice this time?” Enphinius asked “We need to find that child's soul. The child carrying the spirit of the River Styx, Aubrey Gray." Pacular replied, sipping some porridge but the corners of his mouth felt bitter. “I was once married to a woman named Drusilla Gray, she had a son named Aubrey Gray. My hunch tells me that this boy's soul is very special, it contains half the soul of the River Styx."

Rich people are strange. "It is, if you're conspiring against one of us," Grayson says, obvious referring to the Alpha's in here. By the look in his eyes, he doesn't want to believe the words he says, but he is totally correct in his assumptions. I am here for Alpha Noah of the Harmony Pack. I nod down to his hand on my arm. "I think you should let me go..." Looking at his hand, I suddenly notice something glint around his finger, through the thin fabric of his glove. Is that a ring? My eyes widened...silver.

Although her Aunt, Thea was very powerful and formidable in strength, she was too fond of beauty and would do anything for claymasks and ointment that would enhance her looks and brighten her aging face. “Holy mother Gaia” Violet cursed under her breath. Piggy chuckled before turning serious all of a sudden, “But.. why are you here? I mean in this killer association, if it weren't for me you would've died—” “—Stop lying, Piggy. You did absolutely nothing to help me, you're useless!” “I did!” Piggy looked around the forest before whispering near Violet's ears, “I freed the real Piggy last week and had a witch cast a bunch of spells, that's why I look and sound exactly like Piggy.”

He disconnected the line, and I unplugged from the modem. Paige, have we got the picture of Ed yet? Yes, Kaiser. Paige brought the picture up for me. It was obvious that Thinker had been gutter scum for most of his life. He wore a scruff around his face that was at least a few days worth of not shaving. Large, dark circles surrounded his eyes from a lack of a set sleep cycle, and his long, greasy hair was pulled back into a tight ponytail.