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"You'll be my new family?"
Bina Annettee a thirteen year old girl snuck out late at midnight in her white nightgown, regrettably barefooted, when rain was about to pour in the throes of panic she ran into a shed only to see multiple animatronic...
I have recently got an interest in fnaf, security breach and so on this fanfic will be a jumbled mix of fnaf of all kinds of fnaf including security breach and most likely some other stuff (that I'll keep secret for now). I'll be very blunt with this. I don't view any of the animatronics in a romantic light neither do I even romanticize them. To me their just a means to write about and so on. Any other fnaf fanfic I publish will be platonic and if there is any romance it will be with another original character that's it! But take note this is strictly platonic with no romance or pairings.
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Bina is a thirteen year old girl around 4'6 in height, she's petite and small with a fragile body that can easily bruise, pale skin and long black hair with bluish gray hues.
Bina's parents died in a plane crash when she was three, custody being handed over to her grandma and grandpa who were in their mid-sixties. She lived her life in a cabin closed off from the outside world and social interaction, she often roams the forest at night since she's hardly able to leave during the day.
Bina is a curious individual, she has such curiosity that can kill her so much so if unsupervised and she satisfies her curiosity no matter what even if it's life-risking, after all she loathed being left in the dark—unknowing about anything she's curious about. It's a itching feeling that wouldn't go away.
Bina has an interest in "animatronics" she had once heard her grandma complain about it to her grandpa one late night saying, "ugh..if only I didn't go.." or "I regret it" something that Bina personally didn't understand. When researching it she barely managed to find any articles as if they were purposely confiscated from the public eye, since reading one of the articles she had begin to find any articles even if it's difficult—about them. Curiosity nagging her just as much.
