#pwp oc

He’s back in my mind. He’s so silly. Should I draw Pal Percy and Pal Catino again? Maybe write some shit with Sarah since her story DOES NOT END AT THE SCHOOL

Sarah sighed, curling up against the backwall of the small tunnel she was stuck in. Brr..even during the summer, the nights weren’t very warm..

“Sarah? Are you still there? Please..please say you are..!” Her small pal piped up, he still hadn’t moved from his initial spot. “…I’m still here, Pal..I can’t leave..” Sarah responded back approaching the small hole in the rubble. “Just making sure. Then again, you wouldn’t leave me behind, right?” Pal asked with a soft fear in his bit crushed voice. “…I’m not lowering myself down to my friends’ level. When I get out of here, I cannot stress this part enough, Pal..I will take you with me..”

The sound of a distant explosion snap the two to attention. Pal let out a buzzy hiss and wires tightly wrapped around Sarah. “B-Bloody hell-!! What was that?? Did Nick’s house finally blow up?! Please tell me it did!” Pal hissed.

Sarah started to tug free from the wires. Sarah slowly looked through the peep hole and tried her best to look at the sky. While she couldn’t see a lot, she could see the slightest touches of colors in the sky. “…Unfortunately not but look Pal..” Sarah slipped an arm through the hole and pointed to the sky. “Look where-?! I can’t see where you’re-!” Another explosion alerted Pal to the colors dancing in the sky.

“….What are those?” Pal softly asked, almost drowned out by another one. His eyes were sparkling. “They’re fireworks, Pal.” Pal looked over at where he heard Sarah’s voice. For once, he sounded innocent, “They look like a fire hazard.”

Evident by Sarah’s surprised snort, she wasn’t expecting that. “N-Not much of..o-one if you’re careful.” Pal looked back up into the sky. The colors of each one a blend of colors Pal didn’t even know existed..!

“Why are they firing them?” Pal asked, entranced by the colors. When he didn’t get a response from Sarah, he panickingly poked her side with a wire. “S-Sarah?” Pal poked her a second time. “I’m still here, Pal. I’m just trying to remember why we fire out fireworks..it’s the 4th of July..gaah..!! We were taught this a million times in school..!! Uhm..” Sarah rubbed her head. “…I…think it’s to erm..celebrate America winning some war..Freedom or something like that.”

“What’s-.” “And before you ask what war is. It’s a huge, deadly fight usually between two places.” “Thank you.” Sarah leaned against one of the walls before slowly sitting down. “…Wait. Do you not know what holidays are?” Sarah asked, peeking over to try to see him. No avail.

“Well. I didn’t know that cats weren’t 10 feet tall, meowed, didn’t stand on 2 feet, or dress up as clowns,” Pal quickly fired back. Sarah nodded her head. “Alright..alright, I had that one coming.” Pal laughed in response. Hearing Pal’s laugh from a distance made Sarah laugh in response.

“Hm..alright. First one. New Years Eve..” Sarah stood back up to look out of the hole. Make her voice easier to hear for Pal. “It’s a day of celebration at the beginning of a new year. That’s..well that’s it. It’s to celebrate a new year.” Pal went completely silent. “…How can be sure you didn’t mess it up one year?” Pal asked, tilting his face a little. Sarah sighed. “No idea. We just assume at this point,” Sarah chuckled.

“Valentines is a sappy and boring holiday about love. It’s useless unless you’re dating or married to someone.” Pal groaned and rolled his eyes. “Yuck…! Romance..I can never even imagine kissing someone..! The idea disgusts me!” And he went back to watching the fireworks.

“Erm..St. Patricks..no idea what that’s all about but you pinch people if they’re not wearing green,” Sarah sighed. Pal was no longer paying attention to Sarah, focusing purely on the fireworks.

“…Pal?”

“….ooo!! That one made a picture!! It’s-! …Wait what is that?”

“…” Sarah tried to look at what it was.

“…It was..stupid looking! With stalk eyes like TamaLanki! It also had this spiral thingy on it’s back!”

“Oh! A snail! Y’know, I’ve never seen a snail before. I’ve seen slugs though! Only once though..”

“What’s-.”

“Snail without the shell.”

“Thank you.” Pal stared back into the sky. “…So what is the Firework Holiday called?”

“Ah, it’s called the 4th Of July,” Sarah smiled, wishing to watch the fireworks. At least get an idea of the colors.. “Celebrating Freedom or something.” Sarah carefully stood up and pushed at the rubble above her. A few bits of pebbles fell through. Sarah tensed up and covered her head. ….nothing.

“…How many Holidays do you dummies have?!” Pal’s voice caused Sarah to shout in surprise. Sarah slowly brushed her hair out of the way. “Erm…well, there’s many reasons to celebrate…”

“Erm..Halloween’s my favorite..there’s candy, spooky decorations, costumes..! It’s a day of pranks and pure fun!” Sarah grew excited and cheerful at the thought. Sarah sighed and smiled. “I think with all the wires you strewed about the Playhouse, that you’d be perfect at decorating for Halloween..!”

“…My wires can look unsettling?”

“You didn’t notice?”

“…No, admittedly not at all..” Pal stared at the ground before looking back at Sarah.

“…C-Could you tell me more about Halloween?” Pal asked softly. He tucked in any wires he had out. No distractions. He wanted to know everything about this ‘Hollow Eeen’.

“Erm…sure, why not?”

1. Oldest Oc: Tesha the Cat. An old fnaf oc of mine! Unless you wanna stretch it, then Playful, Pinkie Pie’s double.

2. Newest Oc: Sopranooo

3. Favorite Oc: It’s a tie between Glaze D. Donut and Iris Lovecake

4. Any villain Ocs?: Many! Soul, No Eyes, Glitch, and Rebekkah Dillman

5. Main Reason for Making Ocs: Can’t stop doodling and coming up with new ideas

6. Describe your creation process: Eeeeeeee… also inspiration! Iris is based off of Krewella’s songs, Glaze is based off of Kirby Toons Marx, Sopranooo is based off of a ghost decoration.

7. Favorite Ship: No Eyes x Recaidie. Shockingly, No Eyes isn’t using her, No Eyes genuinely adores Recaidie with all her form.

8. Do you Ship your Ocs?: Yes but not often.

9. Weirdest Oc: Any of my Fnaf Ocs

10. Favorite Oc design: Iris Lovecake

11. Would you consider yourself nice to your ocs: Shockingly…most of my ocs don’t have THAT much trauma. My villain ocs absorbed all the trauma and a good chuck of my ocs are living their best lives!

12. An Oc you’ve killed: Rebarx. She dies from Manga Marx Soul. Let’s just say her luck ran dry.

13. Are any of your ocs parents?: The closest one to being a parent is Eric Elephant as I think he’s super loving

14. Any neglected ocs?: …Soul and Glitch

15. An oc that’s hard to write or draw: Iris, Glaze, TamaMimic (I imagine them to be lizard like!), Minty (though I never draw her)

16. Your tallest and shortest ocs: Iris is my tallest (big dracooo!!) and TamaMimic is my shortest/smallest

17. Oldest and Youngest ocs: My oldest is The Tear (3000+) and my youngest is TamaMimic (1)

18. Do you dislike any of your ocs: The MILLIONS of ocs I mare when I was 12. Minty, Greenest, Applera, every single one. They’re all anthro cats with barely anything different about them. They’re bland and boring.

19. Have you ever made a self insert?: *Slowly picks up Rebarx.*



What happened…? Sarah was in the office one second and then in a dark place the next. Sarah slowly felt around and felt the inside of the trash..tube?? Thingy she hid in when she saw wires start to swarm the office more and more.

…Where were her friends? Was that the light of the sun?

Sarah slowly look out the hole. It was small.. pushing out some of the rubble just barely revealed no sounds anywhere. No sound of anyone around. Not the construction crew, not that night guard…not even her friends…

Everything was quiet…the only sound was birds and-…was that a voice?

“This. Is. Just. GREAT!! My one chance to be someone’s best pal just had to have been THAT guy!” The voice dropped to clear sadness. “Now look at me!! Just right back where I started…” The voice didn’t sound natural in the slightest..! Sounded robotic or..bit-crushed like it was coming out of a dusty speaker on a kids toy. “No matter…! I’m sure someone DUMB enough will snoop around and then they’ll see..” The voice sounded excited at the thought. “THEY’LL SEE I CAN BE A GOOD PAL-!!” A laugh erupted from the voice. A laugh that sent sharp shudders down Sarah’s spine.

Oh god…

If this thing was here to help, should she just save herself? This person not only didn’t sound human but also sounded obsessive. She’d be in debt to this person forever if she let them save her.

So, she started pushing at the roof of the rubble as hard as she could. She could hear some tumble above her with a soft crash. The voice stopped, going completely silent. “…TamaTerrorz? You dummies still alive-?? How’d you get all the way over there?” Sarah stopped immediately.

Some rubble fell down causing a sharp squeak as she pulled away. The voice let out a soft growl. “You’re not the TamaTerrorz…” Wires suddenly seized her wrists. “…You’re warm..! Are you human?” The voice seemingly demanded. Sarah stayed quiet, trying her best to wiggle loose. “There’s no use in pretending you’re not there..just tell me who you are. I promise I won’t hurt you. You’re a new chance at friendship after all!” The voice became excited. Sarah gulped and struggled a little more. More wires wrapped around her. “…F-Fine..!” Sarah hissed.

“…The name’s Sarah.” The voice immediately paused. “…You sound young..! You’re not one of the guys who stopped me…who in the world are you? How did you even up buried??”

“Better question, who’re you? You tell me first and then I’ll talk,” Sarah crossed her arms despite the wires. Judging by the forced chuckle, the voice wasn’t happy about the sass. Regardless, he talked. “I’m a Pal Percy…^^!” The voice talked with forced cheer.

Sarah stopped. ‘Weren’t Pal Percys recalled-?? I-Is this why they were recalled-?! I-I can definitely see the dangers of wires but this is A LIVING TAMAGOTCHI—!!’ Sarah gulped and forced a nervous smile. “Y-You— are a Pal Percy?? L-Like the little tamagotchi..toys..?” Sarah said, the wires slowly let her go and reeled back, “Do not call me a ‘tamagotchi’, I feel insulted! I am more than a simple tamagotchi..!” The Pal Percy laughed. “..I-I can tell..” Sarah shook the last wire off.

“So!” The toy seemed excited to have someone to talk to, “What’re you doing in the rubble?” Sarah quickly spun the question onto Pal. “What’re you doing in the rubble? You’re a Pal Percy..! People adore tama- erm- Pal Percys..! I remember multiple kids having one. The bedroom was awful to sleep in to the point where the staff had to lock them up at night.” Pal sounded annoyed with his next sentence, “I thought that too-! But CLEARLY!! Some JERKS hate FUN!” Sarah could hear a thump from where the toy must’ve been. The toy sounded really frustrated. “He abandoned me because of one measly little game!” Oh boy here comes the rambling, “I-I was just trying to PLAY and HAVE FUN but he didn’t understand..! He just kept electrocuting me with my own creation—! Then by the 3rd charge- he gets angry AT ME FOR TRYING TO KILL HIM!!” Pal sounded like he was throwing a tantrum.

“Calm down, you belligerent dummy!!” Sarah hissed suddenly at him. Pal seemed impressed by this judging by his sudden silence. “My point was, someone oughta want you..!” Sarah wiped away a small tear with her next comment. “..people love pal percys…even if you were recalled. I’m sure someone will want you….” Sarah whispered softer, “they’d at least want you more than one of their own kind..”

“What was that final part?” Pal asked. “..Oh, nothing, nothing Pal.” The toy stopped before gently smiling. “Say, I saw some teens leaving earlier..those weren’t your friends..right~? Leaving you behind…?” Sarah stopped and held her chest. “N…No…” Sarah cracked.

“That struck a nerve! Have you been abandoned before this? Personally, it’s my first time! The rubble is very cold!” Pal said with a twisted laugh of sorts. “…For someone named ‘Pal’, you’re not very good at this friend thing.” Sarah soon heard a sharp growl come from Pal. Sarah let out a laugh. “‘That struck a nerve!’” Sarah mocked Pal Percy. “You’re smart for a kid,” Pal grumbled. “Kids are a lot smarter than one would expect.”

Sarah heard a car suddenly speed past the remains with a clear, sharp ‘VRRROOM!’. The sound clearly startled Pal judging by his yell of panic. “Wh-What in the world was that-?! Why was it so loud- so fast-?? N-None of my tamaterrorz could even DREAM of being that fast!!”

It took Sarah a moment to move away from his previous, mocking comment and response. “…Have you really never seen a car?” “..What’s a car..?” Pal sounded concerned. “Guess that confirms it. How have you never seen a car?” Pal sounded offended by the inquiry. “Sorry that I was inside that playhouse for my entire ‘life’!!” Pal hissed in response to Sarah.

“…Then again..! I haven’t seen a LOT of this stuff! Heh~! You’re gonna have to explain a lot to me!!”