Author's Note

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Chapter 79

Corpse

The bots that were present froze in shock before Freddy raced over to the door and prevented the other bots from coming in when they came back after hearing the screams. Mangle hurried over to Hedy, trying not to look at the head again. Foxy was trying to calm Ruby down since the teen had gone into panic mode after seeing the whole thing. She could handle violence and blood but corpses? Brought too many memories back of seeing her parents in the morgue and at the funeral and...

Ruby clamped a hand over her mouth and Foxy barely managed to grab a trashcan in time before she threw up her dinner.

Hedy was breathing sharply, on the verge of her own panic attack. She could handle twisted machinery like a pro, because that's what she was, but she drew the line at humans. Even Ruby's occasional injuries always made her anxious beyond the usual worry. She could barely stand horror movies.

"Nope," she squeaked in a sing-song tone. "Nope nope. No. Not okay. Not okay at all. Nope. Not in my job description. " She took a breath to stop the rambling.

"This whole time..." Jeremy muttered, with gritted teeth. It was not the first time he'd seen a body of course, but it was always tough and this, in particular, was a definite shock.

"They left him. Oh my god, they freaking left Michael in there. Did no one ever check!?" Hedy groaned with a violent shudder, sympathetically gagging a bit as Ruby continued to throw up. Suddenly, her eyes drifted to the rest of Spring and she paled in horror and disgust at the realization she was sitting next to the rest. She recoiled, almost falling off the table, and barely stifled another scream before she climbed down from the table faster than she should have, Mangle having to catch her.

Ruby seemed to have realised the same thing, adding in the fact that she had stabbed a human body. Her throwing up started over while Foxy gently rubbed her back.

"Do something!" he snapped at Jeremy but he could hear the slightly desperate edge to his voice.

Freddy was busy keeping the others out of the room, Mangle was checking on Hedy and trying to keep calm while Foxy was busy with Ruby. Puppet was just standing on the other side of the room uselessly so that left Jeremy.

Thank goodness Goldy wasn't there, she'd have completely freaked out. And who knew how the ghost kids would have reacted.

"What the hell do you think I can do about it!" Jeremy snapped helplessly. He didn't handle dead bodies.

"Something!"

"Well that's helpful," the man shot back sarcastically.

Despite his panic at Foxy's demand, he looked around, making the decision to dart into the kitchen and return with a couple of large trash bags. One of which he tossed over Spring, covering him like a blanket. The other he held awkwardly, his body viciously protesting what he was about to do.

His entire body fought against him as he used the trash bag to pick up the human head, moving as quickly as he could and trying to sort of "scoop" the head into the bag without touching it. He cringed dramatically as he felt the highly disturbing texture through the plastic over his hand and made a very unmanly noise of discomfort and disgust.

Ruby groaned and closed her eyes. Foxy grimaced as he rubbed her back.

Mangle was doing a fantastic job of ignoring everything else in the room and focusing on Hedy.

"They...left... his damn body...in Spring," Ruby muttered, still hovering over the trashcan. "They were planning to have kids play with him. While there was a decomposing human body inside the suit." her anger was slowly overtaking her horror.

"Probably how he was able to possess Spring permanently," Puppet suddenly said with a carefully neutral voice.

Foxy was just wondering how the heck they were getting the rest of the body out…

He shuddered in a way that sunk into his endo, squashing the sudden horrible reminder of...Felix...His hand went to his chest subconsciously.

"Yeah," Hedy said, unsure why she felt so sure of that reasoning. Maybe, and she wasn't definite about it, but maybe knowing the ideal circumstances for possession had something to do with her unique little ghost issue. Hedy looked back at Spring and moaned as she realized something horrible, unknowingly having asked herself the same question as Foxy.

It was her who was going to have to clean the body out or else risk someone else damaging Spring further in the process.

Crap.

Something settled in her gut, an unfamiliar feeling somewhat like that strange "apology" the building gave her earlier, and she calmed down a bit. Not very much. But she noticed it nonetheless, immediately disliking the building poking its way into her mind. The weird feeling also reminded her she hadn't explained to anyone how she had gotten attacked yet and she worried Ruby would blame herself when she had time to think about the deal again.

She took a shaky breath, whispering under her breath, "Gross. Gross. Nope. I don't like this. I don't like this. I don't like this. Not at all. Nope. Nightmares for a month," as she rooted around her bag for her sharpest knife. "Ruby, you should probably take the Toys to their room and stay there." As she said it, her face clearly said she wished she could join them.

Jeremy stared. "What?"

"...I've got to clean him out," Hedy said, visibly upset and disgusted about it.

Jeremy tensed. "What? No! Call your cleaners or something!" He was loath to illegally dispose of a body. It was so wrong on so many levels, but what choice did they have?

Hedy shook her head. "The cleaners would damage Spring more if they tried."

"No." Ruby groaned as she shakily got to her feet. She focused on her anger, that would keep her going until she could break down while she was alone. "I'm not leaving. I'm seeing this through to the end."

Foxy didn't look pleased with that answer. He looked half a second away from physically picking her up and making her leave.

"I just got caught off guard." she was still pale but looked determined. "And besides you really shouldn't be alone in the building right now. You or your brother."

When she got blank looks in return she sighed and rubbed her face tiredly. "My deal got Michael out of Spring, not the building." she stressed the words.

"Michael?" Mangle mouthed in a weird mix of horror and confusion. She just noticed the use of that name, Hedy's earlier mention having gone right over her head in the chaos. She was uncertain if the Michael the girls were talking about was who she thought it was. She shot Foxy and Freddy questioning looks but they didn't look like they knew any more than she did and looked just as concerned.

Hedy ignored the fox. "Michael can go screw himself. He's too much of a coward to show himself right now," Hedy said, her eyes instinctively flashing in a certain direction further in the building. She didn't even notice herself doing it.

But Puppet did.

"And even if he did, he doesn't have enough energy to try anything physical as a ghost," Hedy continued. "They struggle enough just making themselves visible, much less interact with anything without a body. He can't do anything. Your deal got him, Ruby."

"I'm still not going anywhere." Ruby stated stubbornly.

She was still a little pale but otherwise looked fine.

"Besides, my deal didn't seem to help much." she added bitterly.

Hedy frowned and checked her knife, staring at Spring and trying not to get sick as she tried to set herself up. She glanced over to the door where Freddy was still keeping the Toys out. They could still hear her, just not see Spring from where they stood. "I told you. It wasn't the deal. It wasn't your fault."

The teen tore her gaze away from Spring to look at Hedy with a frown.

"What are you talking about? I made the deal and he got around it somehow." She glared. "You going to explain now?"

The Toys, Chica, and Bonnie, fell silent from where they were listening so they could hear better. Freddy still didn't let them through though.

"Um..." Hedy mumbled, chuckling awkwardly with all eyes on her. "W-well... your deal protected bots and humans. Not ghosts."

"Yeeaah." Ruby drew out the word as she tried to figure out where Hedy was going with this. "They were pretty unlikely to cross his path and if they did they could just vanish. Besides he couldn't do anything to them. What's that got to do with it?"

Hedy nodded and bit her lip, "Weeelll, by those rules he could technically hurt a ghost if they..." she waved vaguely. "Were say...trapped and somehow able to be physically hurt. Like if they..."

"Hedy is a ghost," Puppet interrupted abruptly, knowing Hedy would ramble if she was thinking too hard or too disturbed, "She's dead. In a way."

Hedy froze and everyone snapped around to stare at Puppet.

It was quiet for a really long time.

"...Whaaaat?" Toby sang weirdly, the words not entirely computing.

Puppet looked at Hedy pointedly, effectively throwing her under the bus after that statement.

She stared at him, but managed to speak. "The building thinks I'm dead. Like, uh, it...thought I died and didn't know what to do with me when I came back, so it treats me like a ghost. Like the kids. At least, that's the reasoning I came up with." She blinked, "But how the frick do you know?!" She pointed at Puppet accusingly as Jeremy made a strange sputtering noise and sat down in a chair.

"He gloated," Puppet said shortly.

Hedy scoffed, "Of course he did. Welp! Yeah. I'm dead apparently." She shot the others a sheepish smile. "Let me know if my face starts falling apart."

Chi cried out from the door and tried to duck under Freddy's arm, clearly freaked. "You're a zombie!?"

Bonnie caught her and held her back from going in the room.

Toby looked like he was about to glitch and fall over.

Hedy winced. "No. No. I was trying to make a joke, Chi! I'm alive. I'm okay. I'm breathing. I got a pulse. Not a zombie."

Mangle gave her a look that clearly said she wasn't impressed with her attempt at humour.

Foxy just groaned.

Freddy stared at her, arm still across the door to deny entry, while the Toys argued that she couldn't be a ghost since she wasn't dead.

Ruby seemed to have calmed down at least and now sounded purely curious. "The building counts you as a ghost? Because you almost died here?" She looked thoughtful. "Makes sense. That explains how he got you. And why you keep turning the heat up."

The bots were still trying to process this.

Hedy groaned, glad Ruby didn't freak out but wishing she wouldn't have noticed the heating thing. It was already on her mental list of little coincidences that made sense in hindsight, like the fact she never ate at the pizzeria. It wasn't that the pizza was bad (though it wasn't great either) but she knew there was salt in the food. She never ate anything she brought from home either, but she had always thought she just lost her appetite. Then she was starving when she left in the morning.

Mangle worriedly took the sides of Hedy's head, making the mechanic look her in the eye. She glared.

"No, Mangle. I'm not joking," Hedy said gently. "It's weird."

Mangle stared before she took her hands away and signed something.

Hedy frowned, not recognizing those particular gestures. She saw "can you" but that was it.

"But...You're not dead." Toby protested from beyond the door, again. He didn't get it at all.

"I wonder if salt works on you?" Ruby mumbled mostly to herself.

Hedy's forced side-focus on Spring was cut as she abruptly glared at Ruby. "Don't you dare."

Ruby stared back.

"But aren't you curious?"

Foxy was relieved to hear the teen asking ridiculous questions again. She was sounding more normal.

And it was just typical that she focused on that first.

Mangle was also looking curiously at Hedy now.

Hedy narrowed her eyes. "At the risk of you experimenting on me?" She suddenly paused. "Okay, maybe a little curious."

Ruby's wicked grin made her regret her answer immediately. At least it had distracted everyone from the whole 'partly a ghost' reveal. Jeremy was definitely going to talk to her about it later. And Ruby probably just needed time to process it.

The Toys...Would need another explanation probably. The zombie joke hadn't eased the fear as she hoped. Made it worse actually. Oops.

"I think Michael figured out when he grabbed my shoulder," Hedy said, pulling her shirt just enough to show some bruises she found.

Ruby sobered again at the mention of Michael and glanced at Spring, ignoring the skull just sitting in a plastic bag. With some effort she looked away and back at Hedy.

"I should have included the ghosts in the deal." she sighed, rubbing her eyes.

"You couldn't have known." Foxy immediately protested. He didn't look the least put off by the reveal which was admittedly freaking the Toys out. "Now why the heck did you lock us out?"

"Because I knew you guys would follow me. And I didn't want you to see me do that to him. I'm not a nice person when I'm angry." she answered honestly.

There wasn't much more to say to that.

Eventually Freddy made the bots outside leave and stayed by the door to make sure they stayed away, warning Toby not to try sneaking to one of the other entrances down the hallway and around the corner.

Mangle stayed by Hedy to help her if she needed it. Ruby just stayed nearby with Foxy to wait.

Jeremy and Hedy both put on plastic gloves and tied handkerchiefs around their faces.

"One hell of a sibling bonding time huh?" Jeremy quipped as Hedy tried to decide the best place to cut the suit open so she could sew it up later.

Hedy glared at him over her makeshift mask. "Shut up." her voice was muffled and Mangle chuckled weakly.

"Okay," Jeremy said simply.

It was just as bad as they imagined. She thought the head by itself was bad.

The next several hours were filled with disturbing imagery and several trips to a trashcan to puke in the beginning. They ended up with a very very disgustingly filled trash bag of human remains. Luckily, or maybe not, whatever was left of Michael was very dried up after fifteen years. So it wasn't messy in a nasty wet way and more to the effect of tearing apart dusty leathery pieces, bones, shriveled organs, and what used to be limbs wrapped in the shredded remains of clothing, to untangle the body from the mess the spring locks turned him into. That was the most work. Hedy was never going to like mummies ever again. Unfortunately, rotting inside the suit left some very dense and gross colored stains that they didn't think any amount of bleach was going to help. Hedy was going to have to work around the stains until she had Spring at a point where she could make the cleaners do something about the smell for her.

Because, dear God, it smelled. It should have gone away after fifteen years!

The worst part was seeing just how he died. She didn't say anything, but as she pried out what was left of her would-be killer bit by bit with Jeremy and Mangle's help she could see where every spring lock failed and exactly what it did. It wasn't a fast or merciful way to die. A darker part of her said he deserved it, but it wasn't like he learned his lesson and it just made Spring another victim.

She was very specific about what Jeremy could touch so that unfortunately meant she did a lot of the initial picking work. She felt disgusting. She was probably going to bathe in sanitizer when she got home, no matter how much it would burn her still healing wound.

They worked around the pipe until Hedy could ease it out while watching what machinery it might pull on. It went in another trash bag (Jeremy was adamant none of their DNA got left with Michael's and her blood might still be on the pipe) unless Jeremy needed to return it to the station. No one wanted "Rusty" as a souvenir, least of all her.

She found the hard drive. It wasn't in the head like she guessed, but in the torso near the back. She carefully set it aside with the rainbow-colored pin wires still attached, like an umbilical cord. Ruby barely missed completely destroying it, but that would be Hedy's little secret. Otherwise, besides a worrying scorch mark from some kind of overheating and general wear and dings, it was intact. Not that that meant much, but it was good news.

Ruby alternated between pale and green throughout the entire process while Foxy looked on in disgusted horror. He couldn't help but think about how Spring would feel about this. Maybe it was a blessing that he hadn't woken up yet. Hopefully he'd only wake up when he was clean and repaired.

His respect for Hedy also climbed up quite a bit though he wouldn't tell her that. She was willing to do this to make sure that Spring got repaired properly.

Maybe he'd let her take a look at him next time she asked...

Mangle just looked completely grossed out. She handled it well though and stayed close in case Hedy needed her but Hedy only used her to hold parts of Spring out of the way and wouldn't let the fox touch any of the remains.

Ruby looked over the trash bags and swallowed back bile. "Brendan Fraser's The Mummy is ruined for me." she moaned softly before asking, "What's the damage like?" trying to focus on anything else except the dead body.

Hedy swallowed and took off one glove to tuck her mask down.

"It's going to be a lot of work," she said honestly. Her eyes shot to the daylight coming in from the front of the building. Oh great. What time was it? They couldn't have the day staff coming in to see this, much less open for customers. At least the cleaners were always the first to show up so it might not be as bad if they didn't have everything put away. "A lot of the endoskeleton is snapped in bad places, making me think the only reason Springtrap could walk was because the body gave support in there." She swallowed again.

Ruby wrote that there was a loud crack when she broke Springtrap's leg. There was no way Ruby was strong enough to shatter titanium. That crack was Michael's old, rotten, brittle human leg shattering. She wasn't going to mention that and hoped Ruby never realized. "Most of the spring locks got twisted from being caught in Michael and moving around too much. It's going to take me months to completely fix, but I can probably get that in one piece this week. This freaky spring locks system means he doesn't actually have an endoskeleton like everyone else. It's a lot more like puzzle pieces that articulate weirdly. I have some choice words for whoever decided on this design. That's structural though. The hard drive looks okay but most of the circuitry is fried or rusty or just plain shattered." She held up a small green and silver circuit board snapped in half with thin wires torn away. "This would connect to his right arm shoulder motors so he could tell it to move. I'm going to have to replace a lot of the circuit boards and motors."

"What do you need?" Ruby asked after taking a deep breath. Now wasn't the time to go ranting about the people in charge.

The bots in the room were struck speechless at the damage. It must have been agonizing just to be awake for Spring. Now they were hoping he'd stay offline until he was repaired completely.

She looked back at Ruby. "Some of the circuits look like they were handmade. As in someone cast the silicon in a mold and made them from scratch. I can probably sketch out a blueprint someone can follow." She seemed a little distressed. "I don't even know anyone that makes custom order chips though I'm sure they exist. I bet... maybe...I can learn how and figure it out myself."

She wasn't a chemist, but she didn't want to sound hopeless. "I don't really have the equipment for that...but ordering is going to cost a lot if I find someone. I can get some of the other stuff, though I'm going to have to take it out of everyone else's repair budget," she shot Mangle a look. "Don't do anything stupid for the next three months at least."

Mangle fidgeted.

"I know a guy." Ruby told her. "Give me blueprints and a list of what you need. I'll make the manager up your budget. This should have been looked at before Spring even got here. So it shouldn't come out of everyone else's repair budget."

Hedy was relieved at Ruby's solution.

"He was an early model so everything was handmade." Puppet suddenly spoke up. "Him and Goldy."

Hedy glanced at Puppet and frowned. "...How much do you remember about how they were made?" She had way more questions. Like who made them. But if Puppet knew about the systems, maybe he could help so she wasn't making as many guesses. If he knew anything about what language the code was written in, that would help immensely when she went to check if Spring was corrupted. Then again she was making an assumption about how much Mari knew or remembered, or even if he was willing to help. She doubted it. Then again. Ruby might force him to tell her what she needed.

Puppet was staring at Spring with an odd expression.

"I assisted in building them." he surprisingly admitted.

Ruby stayed quiet, knowing that Hedy would have more luck in convincing the grumpy bot to help willingly. She'd step in if he refused.

Hedy looked at Puppet blankly as she turned the revelation over in her head. She stared for a good minute before saying, "I need your help then. There's too much I don't understand and I don't want to hurt him more by accident while I try to teach myself."

He stared back at her for a long moment, debating with himself.

"Fine." he eventually answered.

Foxy and Mangle stared at him suspiciously while Freddy was just relieved. Yes, Puppet was a jerk but he was the first one of them made and did know the most about the earlier models. He also knew that Puppet used to get along really well with Goldy and Spring before everything went downhill. Goldy still missed the close friendship they used to have.

Hedy nodded hesitantly and gestured for him to come closer, handing him the notepad. She glanced at the clock and paled. "Um. We're going have to move to Parts and Services." Abruptly she started coughing from the person dust, hard, and gripped her middle in pain while she wheezed.

"Where's your pain meds," Jeremy scolded. He hadn't seen Hedy take any more.

She sheepishly grimaced. "I...um... ran out?" All the cleaning effort was really starting to hurt. "Sore" didn't cut it anymore.

Jeremy yanked his bandana mask down and glared. "What do you mean you ran out? The doctor was supposed to give you more."

Hedy shrugged weakly. "We kind of...left...before she could."

Jeremy jumped. "Hedwig! You said you were discharged! Are you telling me you convinced me to help you break out of the hospital?"

"Maybe."

Mangle gave an unamused growl and took away the pliers Hedy was holding and set them next to Spring.

Hedy opened her mouth to argue but had another coughing fit. She bent over, spitting blood in her handkerchief.

Ruby blinked in surprise. "Okay, maybe I'm a bad influence." she muttered. "Foxy and Freddy can get Spring to Parts and Services. I'll deal with the manager and get in contact with my guy. As long as Mangle keeps everyone else away then you go get what you need." she didn't mention Puppet since they'd just get into an argument if she did. "I'll also make sure no one touches Spring until you get back." she promised.

Hedy groaned and rubbed her tired eyes but nodded, in too much pain to argue. She weakly gave everyone a reassuring thumbs up, before continuing to cough.

"Make sure you get some sleep, too," Jeremy muttered to Ruby as he helped Hedy.

Hedy pointed at the trash bags. "What the heck..." she coughed. "Are we going to do with that?"

Jeremy blanched but made a shuddery huff. "I'll...take care of him."

"What does that mean?"

"Don't worry about it," he said.

Foxy and Freddy carefully lifted Spring and carried him towards Parts and Services. Ruby watched them for a moment before her shoulders slumped in exhaustion.

"I'm just gonna tell the cleaners that parts and services is off limits." She muttered, mostly to herself.

Mangle hesitated a moment longer, looking at Hedy worriedly before she went to keep an eye on the others.

"Good idea," Hedy said. "Though they probably won't touch him anyway." She glanced at the bags again and made a face. "We could probably get them to dispose of...that. It's not like they don't know how. That's what they did." Her voice dropped to a bitter tone. "They cleaned up Scott after all." She wondered if the day staff knew what happened. Did they think she or Ruby were dead? She actually knew one of the cleaners and she wondered if he freaked out about having to clean up her blood without knowing what happened.

"The fewer people who know, the better," Jeremy said.

The look in Ruby's eyes suggested that she was going to take out her frustration and anger at the whole situation on the manager. No one really felt sorry for him.

Author's Note

IF YOU WANT YOUR OC IN THE STORY, READ THIS RIDICULOUSLY LONG NOTE

So, I like reading OC ideas. I also like finding ways to add them. But I feel ridiculously guilty when I can't. So I'm going to annoy you all with a long author's note explaining why some get in and why some don't. Someone recently detailed a couple of really interesting and in depth OC characters in the comments and I can tell that a lot of work went into them. But I can't use them and I'm sorry. They're very clearly MAIN characters and I can't add any more in since the rest of the story is planned out. FNAF 4, Sister Location and my own weird version of Custom Night are planned and Corona and I already know what characters we're using as the driving forces for those plots. Adding any main characters in would completely derail where the story is going. On top of that, frankly those characters would be extremely overpowered in the world I've created. Yes there are some weird things, like a supernatural building and I'll admit I stretch reality with Ruby's antics. But that's the fun of her character and the entertaining part comes from the fact that she's the only one that can do that. Hedy is awesome but would be the first to admit that if Ruby focused her insanity on her, she'd go mad.

That brings up the next point. Yes, Hedy is a main character and an OC from Corona Pax. The thing is she got added very early on when the most I'd planned for the story was 'the Toys are going to be brats'. She actually gave me the direction to go in for their arc. The reason I liked Hedy and used her is because besides the talent in mechanics and her tragic past, she's a normal person. No weird powers (well in the beginning) and she had her own weaknesses. She and Ruby compliment each other so well that I can't imagine the story without her. Throwing in a new character that doesn't really conform to the rules of the world will only result in the balance being destroyed. To the people that come up with these amazing designs that I can't use in this story, they'd thrive much better in a story that's tailor made for them. Ruby's fun but I'd never throw her in another person's story since she was made to be a main character in this world specifically. Hedy evolved into one as the story itself evolved.

Now if you want to make an OC that would be used I'll add in a few guidelines that'll make it much more likely that your character will be added since frankly I'm awful at making minor characters.

First, MINOR characters. They pop in for a chapter, maybe two and then disappear until the story focuses on their location again. Like daytime employees for the pizzeria. Ruby will honestly never share the title of night guard with anyone. Hedy is also the only mechanic because she worked for the trust she has with the Toys. The Originals won't let ANYONE touch them so she'd have to work really hard to get that trust from them. BUT she's the only one who will get it. I'm sorry but that's a fact that I'm not going to change. She's THE mechanic and Ruby is THE night guard. However, day guards would be fun to add since they recently lost a few. Other employees too. I don't think I've ever named any of the cleaners either. The girls and bots can interact with them during the day in the more relaxed chapters. Customers are also an option for OCs. I'm going to be writing chapters at Ruby's school again soon so I'll be bringing back old OCs and I'd love to add new students. Kids at the Orphanage are another option. Since I literally can only remember Ricky off the top of my head. A warning up front for that though is I won't use 'perfect' characters. They need to have their own flaws. It makes them more fun to write.

The other main thing is I can't add someone who has a strong connection to the past of the story. Because most of it is already planned. Again, Hedy was the only exception. So that means no inventors of the bots (I already dropped a mention on who that was anyway) and no previous night guards who somehow befriended the bots since the emphasis was on the fact that Ruby was the first to do it with the Originals and Hedy was the first with the Toys. I'm not changing that. I'm sorry that I can't use your characters but they'd essentially steal the story and Ruby doesn't share well. It took Hedy almost dying for Ruby to admit that she cares about her. Don't have fifty more chapters to do that again.

Corona/Co-Author's Note

Hello all! You usually only hear from me in the reviews but here I am. This is going to be long too, but Arctic will probably cut it down if she wants to. I wanted to throw in my own two cents. First of all, it does my heart good to hear Arctic defend Hedy like she consistently does, and I appreciate her love and support for my girl. This is how I made Hedy. I PM'd Arctic instead of putting it in a review because I wanted to make my submission a conversation, not a post. Plus it was achingly long and I didn't want to make the review page hard to scroll for other readers that didn't care about my idea. I took special care to give my attention to the story. I wrote what I thought about Ruby, admitting that I thought she was "too awesome" in the beginning and that learning her parents died made her more human. I also commented on what I thought of her relationship with the bots, but mentioned how I thought she needed a foil, someone to bring out different characteristics in her. I was honest in my letter, and made my entire creation of Hedy initially someone whose purpose was there to bring out new colors in Ruby's character, all in an honest bid to make a story I loved possibly better, with the author's blessing. I intentionally didn't describe what Hedy looks like or made a character sheet for her with things like "favorite color", "hair color". I wrote things that were basically example situations that highlighted how she would interact with the Originals, the Toys, Puppet, and Ruby. I maintained that she was a flawed individual who acts like a main character in her own personal story (everyone thinks they are a main character in their own life), but clearly isn't in this story. My biggest mistake was that I suggested she was the Bite of 87 (a popular suggestion). Arctic accepted my other suggestions of her knowing the ghost kids, knowing Phone Guy, and being Jeremy Fitzgerald's sister, but said that she couldn't be the bite victim because it was an important plot point for FNaF 4. That was completely fine with me as there was enough of Hedy that her character didn't hinge on that one thing. For goodness sake I'm so glad we didn't stick with some of my ideas, they were so cringy. That leads to my next deal and I'm sorry if this sounds mean. Some of the OC's I've seen are too extraordinary. They have way too much going on and they're too clever, too perfect, too "makes the perfect decision every time". And frankly, we are both aware that some OCs were trying to replace Hedy as mechanic or the Toys' keeper, especially early on. I know she wasn't well liked with her supposedly stuck up attitude at first. Next, physical description doesn't always correlate, but if you have a character idea that focuses on the visual interest, then too often it means their personality as a character is too shallow. Hedy to the outside world looks like a normal person even with her chair. You could see her out in public and she wouldn't turn heads unless she did something out of the norm, like deconstructing a model train at a toy store. It's those actions that make her a character. Same with Ruby to a degree. If she didn't attack someone or explode a glitter bomb, first glance at her in a supermarket wouldn't even be noticeable, it's her actions and personality that make her extraordinary, not her looks. Looks always come second and must support the core of a personality, not distract from it.

If you didn't read that whole thing, at least read this. Write OC's that focus on how they can support the characters we already have, instead of being cool and the center of attention. Keep physical description a support of the personality. Think about how this world works and the rules of reality Arctic has already established. Write well. By that I mean, keep your review or PM easy to read. No run on sentences. Use caps and punctuation. Spellcheck. Paragraph breaks. Write like you want to be taken seriously. You may have a good OC, but if we can't understand your writing, you did all that work but we can't use it.