#roxy lore

“Bonnie was.... to say the least not very welcoming of me, I was the replacement to foxy... his friend. Nobody wanted to welcome me.”

“Nowadays, everyone in the band cares and loves me in one way or another, but I sometimes wonder if I still fit in... bonnies words never leave my head and it’s a constant driving source for my motivation to be the best! To be better! Maybe if I was a leader, those words would mean nothing anymore. Isn’t that the dream..?”

Maybe I could even be dedicated sailing the seven seas like foxy was.. maybe I can be like him.

CHARACTER ARC TIME

//ooc!! Hello!! This post serves as a small preview on what’s to come, and also show roxy will be acting a certain due to this arc. Sometimes I won’t reblogg responses to her text posts! Think of it as her deciding that it’s better if she didn’t talk. I most likely saw your reblog and I don’t ignore it!! Just in character wise she may not be able to respond, reblog said can still happen but sometimes things just may come up! Feel feee to jump in with this arc and have fun I’m all open! Asks are also open, as always- so you very much can treat it as sort of a typically ask blog too!

.....the little bit of memory she gained, that ringing in her ears was a glimpse of a very certain someone she... she’s assuming got very hurt! She acted cool and calm and most importantly, collected... but she was none of those things. She busted into the day care, running so fast the attendant couldn’t catch her... she made her way quickly into sunnys room, taking a quick scramble into the room and......

(Was originally going to have art of this but I got my booster and, well. Yeah)

Robotic parts could so easily be replaced, wether the reason be for damage or... scrap pieces.

Scraps were used unknowingly to many animatronics, not knowing past friends were a part of them... but roxy knew where her cold metal casing came from. She knew all too well, reminded by it constantly in her mind, that it came from... foxy himself. Foxy was one of the best animatronics ever seen in the plex! Alongside mangle who... let’s just say was buggy. The kids and staff adored him, almost as much as the other animatronics at the time! Everyone loved a brave pirate fox that you could sail through the seven seas with!

....Roxanne was not that fox. She was no pirate, she sailed no seven seas, she wasn’t a fox. She was a wolf! A animal know for their fierceness and loyalty to others!

She couldn’t even do that right.

She rested her head on the arm of the couch, her eyes closed so she couldn’t see past the walls and have her mind overwhelmed more than it already was. Her thoughts buzzed like an angry hive of bees... what is she doing.

She growled to herself, turning her back towards everything as she faced the back cushions of her couch. “You’re being pathetic right now.” Roxy opened her eyes slightly, half lidded bright yellow eyes being unseen to the world. “You nearly hurt him with your stupid emotional outburst, you need to be better.” Roxanne sighed and sat up on the couch, pulling her legs closer to her as she hugged them... glancing behind the couch to see a piece of a broken foxy prop.

Roxanne simply stared at it, her ears dipped down against her head, showing an expression of dull regret, resentment, and sadness. “Just get over yourself, Roxanne... go out there and act like nothing happened! You’re one of the stars of the show that replaced foxy! FOXY!! You’re not acting anything like him.”

Roxanne let out a shaky sigh, her breath hitched as she begun to cry... she didn’t take her eyes off that broken foxy prop, and she never would... mentally she was stuck in the past, she hid it but it bothered her so much... she covered her eyes and face with her hands, crying into them and finally looking away from the broken prop. It didn’t leave though, even with closed eyes it wouldn’t leave.

Echos of the past rang loudly in her head, causing her to curl up even more... everything swirled in bright colors at wicked speeds around her, every eye watching her, judging her! Everything became cloudy, loud crashing and crying being heard... before it a loud bang could be heard, sounded like metal being hit hard by metal.

“I only wanted to help”

Roxanne snapped her eyes open, her breathing loud and shaky as she practically panted and frantically looked around the room. She was still here, in this room of silence... Thank god.

She flopped onto her back again on her couch and looked up at the ceiling, blankly... she wasn’t aware but she could only assume she cried and wailed in her moment of cloudy nonsensical daze...as she was exhausted. She would let the staff find her and recharge her, she didn’t feel like getting up, and she wouldn’t for a while.

“It’s sad, yknow? That you just... can’t get over your resentment towards foxy and that stupid bunny.”

“I know.” Roxy internally responded to herself, sighing out loud as she did so. “I know...”