Spooky Nights At Freddy’s

Freddy Fazbear Sionra Online“Welcome to Freddy Fazbear’s Pizzeria!”

Or welcome to a nightmare.

Five Nights at Freddy’s (FNaF) is a game where you play the role of a security guard for a local pizzeria called ‘Freddy Fazbear’s Pizza!’. In the pizzeria, there are quirky animatronics you must watch over, because they are set in ‘Free-roam mode’ for the night, mostly because if they’re turned off too long, their servos lock up.

While they are wandering, they might stop by your office and see you. They will recognize you as an Endoskeleton, a skeleton for animatronics, without it’s suit. Since it’s in their programmed to not take off their costume, they’ll try to put you inside one, without mercy on your soul.

To prevent this, you have  two doors and two door lights. You must use these to your advantage, to keep the animatronics at bay.
The lights are to check the blind spot by your door, since your cameras can’t see in that area. And the doors are used for closing it on the animatronics’ faces, so they cannot get into the room.

Each animatronic has different routes to get to your office, two of which are the most frequent to appear at your door.

The time for you to survive is 6 hours, from 12 AM to 6 AM, usually lasting 9 minutes in real time.

Freddy Fazbear- One of the most dangerous once he leaves the stage on Night 4 and above. On nights 1-3 he doesn’t move at all, which must be savored before the harder nights. He makes his way directly toward your office, and he can teleport into your office even if your doors are closed. He can get you if you lost all your power.

Bonnie the Bunny- A rabbit that’ll make you angry. He/she (Bonnie’s gender is unidentified) goes off stage first usually, on all nights, and often sticks around your door for a long time. You do not need to keep an eye on this fellow, since you can see Bonnie by using your door lights if she/he sticks around.

Chica- A duck or chicken who has a more complicated route. She goes through the Dining room and makes her way through the Restrooms and into the Kitchen, then she goes down the West Hall toward you. She always moves, even on Night 1. Chica stays around the door much longer then Bonnie, and peeks through the window when doing so.

Foxy the Pirate- An irritable fox that peeks through the curtain after Night 1, if you look at him not that often, he’ll run to your office. If you watch him too often, he’ll make a dash to your office. He will peek out of his curtain when he is not watched, and will go outside of Pirate Cove with his head tilted if you don’t watch him enough. Then, his curtain will be wide open, while he is making a dash for it. If you don’t close your door quickly enough, he will lean in and screech.


Photo Credit-Indiedb.com (Five Nights at Freddy’s Section)

The One From Bedarr Chapter 7

Verdediger the DefenderVerdediger scraped his claws across the stone, sharpening them with rock that was told to bring might to the one who touches it. He glared at the sunlight as it faltered into the temple, peering in from cracks in the walls. It promised warmth for the day, for he could sense the sticky blood shimmering in the sun.

He shivered at the thought, and gathered his courage once more as he stopped scratching the rock, silencing the air from the piercing noise. Verdediger glanced at the entrance, and started toward the opening.

The sun rose from behind the temple, casting Verdediger’s shadow to loom over the steps that trudged down below. He sniffed the air, checking for enemies within the area, nothing. Suspicion fluttered in Verdediger’s stomach, it wasn’t like Humming Peak to be so quiet in Crime Island, nor did peace ever dwindle in the air of Bedarr since the Consilia’s exile.

Verdediger glared at Crime Island, seeing only specks of movement wander around the piece of land. He huffed, and placed a paw on the cracked stairs. He made his way slowly,  down below the treetops that now visually threatened to fall onto the path.

He felt the cool dew stick to his pads, the air smelled like Spring, oh how he wished the season had come back. Verdediger began trying to stop worrying about his brother, but there was something in his mind that kept coming back.


Corea! Verdediger jumped, his ears twisting and turning for any sounds. Corea was his beloved daughter, summoned by magic.

Verdediger gulped, had he forgotten his one true family? The one who he was able to the teach the ways of the good?

No, he hadn’t. He could never forget.

Verdediger’s horn lit up, he knew he had something to do. He ran away into the trees, neglecting the path his ancestors mended themselves. Verdediger dodged the trunks, leaping over bushes and fallen trees, he would do what’s right.



Humming Peak blasted the Alfeitors, an red aurora glowing around his curved horn.

A black Alfeitor guard rammed an Feelious, sticking his horn into the Lion-bull’s belly. The creature yowl in agony, and with a swipe of his paw, he sent the Alfeitor into the ocean below.

“Deuoris!” Tusiofur cried, and quickly tried to save his friend from the waves with his magic. He lifted him out of the water half-way, but was interrupted by Humming Peak.

The Consilia slammed into the Alfeitor with his side, making the poor creature follow his friend. As the Alfeitors suffered the wrath of waves, Humming Peak smiled.

“They didn’t last a single attack.”  He smirked, watching as Tusiofur pulled himself onto a rock out of reach of the water. Humming Peak watched, seeing the white Alfeitor help his friend, Deuoris, get beside him. Once they both pulled themselves to safety, they looked at Humming Peak with fear and little dignity.

Humming Peak glanced at the leader of the Feelious, making a silent order with a small nod of his head. The lion-bull trudged forward, grabbing the two Alfeitors. They squirmed, howling and whimpering as they were pulled away from the gates.

“Perfect.” Humming Peak grinned, and led the army away into the tree tops.


Curve turned abruptly at a log, racing through the trees. She felt an odd emotion in her stomach, pulling her to slow down like a rock attached to her tail.

She never felt this emotion, not that she knew of. Curve stopped at a tall looming shadow, she looked up, seeing a gray mossy stone tower over her. It was taller then the midget trees throughout the forest, which brought Curve’s shrunken curiosity higher then her intelligence.

Ignorant and adventure seeking, Curve darted through the trees. She flapped her wings, hovering a bit before falling plainly on a small stone. Curve spotted a clearing, warmed by sunlight that looked down on it.

The forest was a cool place, and Curve could feel mosquitoes bite her several times, and she hadn’t been outside of a tree-layered zone yet, excluding Crime-Island.

Curve made her way into the clearing, where three tall stones stood at outer edges of the clear spot.

“I think I remember this…” Curve muttered, trotting to one of the smaller rocks. She gazed up at it, tilting her head to the side as she spotted markings on it.

There were many signs on it, showing an Alfeitor and Consilia fighting.

The Alfeitor was white, whilst the Consilia black. They glared at each other, tension building up in Curve’s mind.

The Consilia awfully looked like Humming Peak, the same black coat and the same wings. The white Alfeitor… It resembled to the enemy Verdediger, Humming Peak disgusted him, but why does it look like her father’s the evil one?

Curve flapped her wings, managing to scramble onto the low rock. She saw the trees, and they were less taller compared to her when she was on the ground.

Curve remembered this place even more, she saw herself leaping off a rock, trying to fly normally.

“What…” She muttered, glancing at the sky.




1_World_Trade_CenterI knew little of the 9/11 attack before becoming 11 years old.

My parents explained the simplicity of it, how planes crashed into the building, how the two of them fell down.

That was it, but I was soon to learn the details behind the scenes. Continue reading

Back From Clown Town

Hello everybody!

I’m back from Summer vacation, and thankfully, I’ll be getting more access to the blog as days pass on.

I promise that the One From Bedarr and Animals Of Montreal will be continued in a few days.


Also- while I’m writing this, I might as well make a small mini entry inside an entry for a blog that likes to blog about things inside a blog, and in that blog it has entries that HAVE mini entries inside, which has letters inside words, and words inside sentences, and sentences inside paragraphs, and paragraphs inside books, and books inside-

I’m done.

<insert heavy breathing>


Well… I’m going to reserve a grave for me lungs, goodbye, and see you soon!

Summer Is A Bummer

Hey guys!

I got a GIANT announcement, so don’t miss this part.

Because of Summer Vacation, I won’t be posting for a while. Since I can’t get on at home, I’ll just have to wait.

For two months.

I’ll probably lock myself in a dungeon because of the wait. And probably have a slushy or two in the process.

Don’t worry about the One From Bedarr or Animals From Montreal. More ideas will surely come to me during the vacation, the next chapters will be up before you know it!

(Or before you check out my page after three months)

Also, I just want to wish all you guys a great summer, and not to drop your Ice cream. Or blow up a pool. Or any disaster that could happen in two months or less.

-Sionra Online

 (PS: Savor your summer, cause it`s not going to stick around.)

Animals Of Montreal {Chapter 1}

Animals Of Montreal |PROLOGUE|

The storm clouds had no mercy for sunlight as they blocked it from shining.

I was nuzzling through a lump of trash that towered a fox high; it was pretty easy to get considering they were in shiny black stuff. As far as I knew, I was behind a Master store, which was crowded, of course, since a very new thing with multiple colors was hung up.

I had to race into the alleyway behind the store, where all these blocky Nosers. It was frightening when I had to creep in front of one, knowing the fact it can turn on. Once I heard a cat had got shut in one of them, and never returned, that story never was comforting when in a Noser group.

Back to current time, I was tearing the black stuff, creating holes big enough to fit my muzzle in. I smelt an awful scent mixed with a smell that made me drool, and I poked my nose around to find it. Soon I got a grasp on a piece of steak, tempted to eat it and keep it for myself. I pulled it out and began looking around.

Oh great, just my luck, I see a white cat with a dark back coming. “I see you actually found something, Leather?” His deep voice just made me irritated at the start.

“Scram Tortoise, at least I got something hanging from my jaws then nothing.” I retorted through the meat, and then Tortoise rolled his eyes. Continue reading

Phobias And Fears

Well, looking at Paul’s post, I was inspired to write an associated post that circles ‘Phobias’ and ‘Fears’.Sionra Scared Woman


  • What are fears?

Fears are what we are afraid of, say you’re afraid of the dark. You’re not used to the atmosphere around you, and you want to get out of it as quickly as you can. That is fearing the dark. Fears can be un-named, sometimes different from Phobias. Fear is sometimes caused by adrenaline that tells you ‘don’t fight, flight’. Fear makes you choose flight instead of fight, as if you’re fearing an enemy. You may fear their powerful weapons or the history of them. Anyway, fear is all the same when it comes down to flight. Continue reading


Mythical characters are told from myths, such as dragons… Elves… Along with fairies. Yet some of these creatures can be very interesting… Sionra dragon


Usually a large creature with scales and large flapping wings. Has a slightly long neck which can range to one meter or two. Dragons can range to any colour code, along with patterns. They have sharp claws that can make a gash in one-another, meant for defense or attacking.


Sometimes a Santa elf or a forest elf. Has long ears with a point at the end, great for hearing for enemies or listening to the sounds of the woods. Have the advantage by hiding and using a bow-and-arrow in a tree. Amazing at archery. Usually prefers green clothing.


Mostly appears as a ‘damsel in distress’. But some are skilled and prefer to live life without a prince watching your every move. Wear mostly dresses and a small crown. Barely leave the kingdom without help, and usually live ‘happily ever after’. Continue reading

Animals Of Montreal |PROLOGUE|


Montreal is a large town, where grassy areas are rare. The gasoline fills the air along with innovation that drove green to dirty streets. Careless Masters leave litter, which animals peck at eagerly. Everywhere you turn there were the homeless, destruction, and dying beauty.

Alleyways provided little shelter, and are often stumbled upon by teenage Masters, who coat the brick walls with uglier colours. Cats and dogs that were abandoned by their owners or born in the streets scavenge the garbage for any food, for their family or themselves. Most of our pelts are muddied and ruffled, and smelt of oil along with the ever-lasting horrid stench of the rubbish we nose through. Continue reading