Cup o' Rp
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"I Refuse to wear something so... Girly!"
Welcome to cup of role-play. A book based on the mine craft role-playand all its drama. Let me introduce just 4 of the many characters
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BEFORE YOU RAGE, SOME OF THESE CHARACTERS ARE OWNED BY SCOTT CAWTHON, CREATOR OF FNAF, AND SOME DESIGNS ARE INSPIRED AND/OR MADE BY REBORNICA. CREDIT TO DEM. OTHER CHARACTERS? THANK MY MC FRIENDS! PERSONALITIES MADE BY THEYRE OWN MC PLAYER.
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Vincent Purple. 20 year old purple skinned, purple haired guy with glowing white eyes. Day and night worker and fazbears pizzeria. He's imperfect in every way possible but he has a good heart (when he's not killing). Vincent is a murder with drives for blood and suffering wherever he does. Being bisexual didn't help in his school life, nor did his 'imperfections.' Vincent prefers males to females, but is ok with either
Mike- Strong willed, slightly slutty 22 year old male who works along side Vincent at fazbears pizzeria. Mike also has murder drives like Vincent. Despite being slutty, he has a kind heart but also a cocky, assholey attitude. Takes strong language for granted. Being a pokemon nerd makes him a long life pokemon fanboy. May or may not like Vincent (as Mike is also bisexual, leans over to guys more than girls).
Emy- Shouty, bubbly 19 year old female who works at Fazbears during day hours. She preforms when Vincent is fixing the toy anamatronics, or on special occasions. Emy is normally the one to threaten Vincent in any way possible to get him to do her bidding. Straight.
G- G in short for Ghost. G is shy during the daytime and an insane killer by night. He started off homeless due to his death, but the people of the guard house made him a place to sleep. Cold hearted, yet kind. Has a secret crush on someone
These are just some characters in this quirky world. Anything goes, anything happens. Welcome to cup of role-play, we've been expecting your arrival for so long now.
Now if you please, take a seat... The books about to start
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