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So this started out just as Tord dressed as Kim but then I just decided to add in the others so- you’re welcome/i’m sorry-

Here’s Craig, Tweek’s, Foxy’s AND Foxy Plush’s reference sheet together since they don’t have long ass story’s  Why?

↓ Because their universes timelines are a mess as is- but here’s their personality’s and birthdays- ↓         ⭐️ —————- Foxy’s Personally  —————- —Smug —Curious —Sometimes Moody —Risk-taking —Helpful —————- Birthday🎁 February 22nd Tweek’s Personally  —————- —Anxious —Witty —Empathic —Blunt —Cautious —————- Birthday🎁 July 23rd  Craig’s Personally —————- —Blunt —Competitive at times —Helpful —Logical —Loyal —————- Birthday🎁 January 25th Foxy Plush’s Personally  —————- —Aloof —Cheerful —Docile —Naive —Friendly —————- Birthday🎁 December 3rd 

Mini factoid with drawing - Sometimes late at night, Tom will go into Bonnie’s room/stage to polish and tune his carrot guitar, he doesn’t know why he chooses to do it but he enjoys it in some way.

🌈Ask The Crew!🌈

- Nikki Olivien  - Foxy “Fritz” - Tord Larkson - Tweek Tweak - Craig Tucker - Foxy Plush

🎬Ask whatever you please!           (As long as it isn’t weird)

🎭You can also ask…

- Tom Rosewell - Bonnie “Jeremy/Jade” - Kyle Brovlofski - Stan Marsh - Bonnie Plush 🕸Note - The Crew takes place in 2019, So any asks like “How do the characters react to the pandemic” will not be answered. (Why would you even ask that anyways?)

🦊🔥Flanagan Vixen the Park Owner!🔥🦊

Sexuality: Heterosexual Gender: Transgender Woman (MtF) Species: Animatronic (Formally Human) Original Dimension: An Alt Fnaf Universe  Age: 19 Height: 7’0 ——————— Flanagan woke up in the same building she’d been in for almost 30 years, the building was burnt down and abandoned, the only life in it was the few ghostly apparitions of the animatronics that once entertained children and parents alike, though recently there’s been a night guard watching out for vandalizers and possible thieves. Flanagan slowly stood up and looked around, the burnt walls still had children’s drawings and posters on them, scorched down to almost nothing with little to no recognition of what it used to look like, the air around Flanagan still felt smoky and warm, like the fire that engulfed the horror attraction was waiting to strike again, Flanagan heard a noise and turned to her left, it sounded like a child’s laugh, she looked around and thought, “Odd..” Flanagan limped towards the location the laugh came from and peered into a hallway with a yellow glow emanating from a Foxy mask, but no one was there, “I guess I was hearing things again..“ Flanagan jumped as she heard another noise, but it wasn’t a laugh. A loud static sound came from behind Flanagan, she whipped her head around and saw one of the other spirits that haunt Fazbear Frights, Phantom Mangle, “Oh…it’s just you..” “Did I scare you again? I’ve been here just as long as you and yet you still get spooked out of your boots!” Phantom Mangle said in a broken near unreadable voice, “But i’ve never worn boots before..a-and I wasn’t scared! you just snuck up on me.” “That’s called being jumpscared silly!” Phantom Mangle crackly cackled and disappeared into thin air, Flanagan rolled her eye and turned back around, steadily moving forward down the hall. Flanagan made her way to a old looking arcade machine, one of the machines that were in Phantom Foxy’s favorite restaurant when she was a kid, Fredbear’s Family Diner, the restaurant she was murdered in and stuffed inside of her favorite character, Foxy. “Years of my life as a robot..what world I live in..” Flanagan stared at the arcade machine, remembering the times she played it, the sound effects, awful graphics and music, suddenly, Flanagan started seeing a face in the screen of the machine. “Oh..hey Chica..” “Sup Foxy! what are you doing up so late?” Phantom Chica poked her head out of the arcade machine, wondering, “Uh..I-I don’t know…I guess I needed the rest..” “Guess you did! well anyway! I’ll be off now! I really want to meet that new night guard! See you later Foxy Roxy!” Phantom Chica disappeared with a smile, Flanagan sighed sheepishly as she heard a scream coming from the night guard’s office, “So he’s one of those kinds of people…” as much as Flanagan didn’t like it here, she had to admit that the other restaurant had some good friends, she remembered her long talks with her close friends in the parts and service room, friends who were also killed in Fredbear’s, the ones she always went to for help and comfort, “I hope they’re all okay…” Flanagan was so deep in thought that she didn’t hear Phantom Mangle’s ear splitting static until she looked up, “Oh! Hey Mangle…how long have you been there?” “3 minutes” Phantom Mangle smiled widely then got a bit serious wrinkling her muzzle. “What’s on your mind? You always do this whenever your thinking about something.” Phantom Mangle knew Flanagan well, since she was in the last location with her, “Just my friends..that’s all” Phantom Foxy said quietly “Are you sure buddy?” “Of course I’m sure!” Flanagan smiled softly, “Alright Vix, I’ll see you later, better head back to my spot” Phantom Mangle smiled again then disappeared, Flanagan grinned happily but suddenly felt extremely tired, “I should probably go back to my post to..” Flanagan yawned sleepily and stalked back down the hall. Flanagan dreamed about a sprawling open field with sparkling green grass and beautiful roses in all different kinds of colors, tall trees with bright red apples, some even had lemons on them, Flanagan reached up and picked a lemon off a tree, “Lemons…what a weird fruit…but I like weird…” Flanagan was prepared to bite into the skin of the lemon when a fire alarm started blaring. Flanagan’s robotic eye shot open as smoke filled the room around her, “F-Fire!” she sprang up quickly and ran down the hallway, it was filled with smoke, everything was silent except for the fire alarm. “Mangle Chica! Freddy? Balloon Boy?…” Her voice got quiet, hoping all of her robot friends were okay, Flanagan then got an idea and started to run straight to the night guard’s office. cinders and ashes flew all around Flanagan, she slid on a puddle of gasoline near the office’s doorway, nearly falling over, the fire had started in the office, but nobody inside it. “M-Mr. Night guard? There’s no need to be afraid! I’m not going to eat you-“ Flanagan got cut off when the fire in front of her started moving in unnatural ways, forming into the one who had made her a animatronic fox in the first place, she stepped back unblinking at the flame, letting out a loud ragged screech of fear and anger, she wanted to pounce at the figure though knowing it was an inferno of flames. the figure creeped forward slowly, losing it’s shape, Flanagan backed away still yowling in anguish, suddenly, Phantom Foxy felt weightless as the man in the devouring flames disappeared as the fire grew taller and shot straight at Flanagan. She covered her eye with her one hand as the heat blazed inches away from her, ears flattened and muzzle scrunched, Flanagan cautiously opened her eye, gasping. Everything around her was the color of the element, glowing luminously, “Hello?…anyone?…” she looked around but everything she saw was orange, yellow and red. she then felt like she had been touched by something behind her, fake fur fluffing up in surprise, she turned around. everything looked to be normal, but she wasn’t at Fazbear Frights. Flanagan whipped her head around wildly, the place looked like her dream down to the healthy green grass and fresh lemon trees. though it was beautiful, she still wondered if her friends were all okay. “H-Hello?..” she said shakily, then she heard a response to her wary question. “Why hello there little- tall lady.” said a voice behind Flanagan, she turned around and saw a short spotted cat on two legs with olive green eyes and a big cowboy hat slightly to big for him standing as tall as a half grown tree, his tail moved in a smooth rhythm as he started speaking again. “Now how did a fuzzy long legged fox like you stumble into my orchard?” he said with a soft smile. “I..don’t know I..was in a b-burnt building and then I ended up h-here..” Flanagan fumbled shyly, she couldn’t look away from the handsome little whatever he was. “Uhm..what’s your name?..I’m Flanagan..Flanagan Vixen..” one of the cat’s ears flicked calmly. “Reginald SpotShot, though I like just being called by my last name.” Flanagan smiled and thought. “What a nice name..” “Now, why don’t we go inside my cottage and have some fresh lemonade.” “Oh uhm..I can’t have any type of liquid other then oil..” SpotShot looked surprised. “Oil? oh! you must be related to the other Fox that comes here! sure, sure I have oil!” He said happily and went to grab Flanagan’s left arm but didn’t see that there wasn’t one. “Oh! sorry Foxy, my bad.” he smiled sheepishly and grabbed her right hand walking into a small hut coated in a peach color decorated with little white lights and a wreath on the door, as real as can be. “It’s..so beautiful..” Flanagan spoke quietly, SpotShot smiled as he opened the door and walked in with Flanagan. The two semi-animals chatted, Flanagan told SpotShot all about her story of how she became a robotic fox and how she got here. “Wow..you know, you’re story sounds a little similar to mine on how I got to where I am now, minus being a spirit trapped inside a animal suit part.” Flanagan smiled at SpotShot then thought for a second. “What I want most is to make a place that’s safe for people to just..be themselves and not have to worry about crazy murderers in purple running around stuffing kids inside robots..” Flanagan laid her head on her hand tiredly from talking. “Maybe you can open up a business just for that! Like how I did with my orchard.” That sparked a idea in Flanagan’s head. “You think I could? Really??” she said cheerfully. “Of course Flanagan! and I’ll help you with it! all we need is a plot of land and a true idea of what you’d want the place to look! and I think we have one of those boxes checked off the list.” Soon enough Flanagan and SpotShot had bought a spot perfect for a safe space for humans and animals alike, the place is to be called, Lovers pond.