#gunactii

[celestialchiild]

@gunactii

Kelsey was making her rounds gathering supplies. On one hand the public and workers were gone; on the other hand, security bots, a security guard or two, and animatronics who were programmed to kill could find her any minute. But make no mistake, those animatronics were family, she had been a little girl when she had formed familial bonds with them. That's why she stayed in this hell hole, to get whatever evil programming that controlled them out of their heads.

She sneaked passed a security bot, making her way into Bonnie Bowl. The young woman liked that area more than most, mostly because of the ice cream she could take from. But this time she was there to grab anything she found useful. Being careful not to alert the bot with pigtails, she snuck behind one of the counters and made her way to where she could see Bonnie's old stage, still closed.

Kelsey missed Bonnie. She only knew him as a child, although he was the first of the glamrocks she took a liking to, wasn't afraid of. She remembered the fogged memory of Sun taking her here for some ice cream, and also to introduce her to a special friend, a bunny. The little one was hoisted in the Sun's arms, her own little arms wrapped around his neck. And when Bonnie came to say hello, she didn't cower in fear like the others. She did hide her face for a little bit, but she couldn't help but take a liking to the bunny.

Kelsey wished Bonnie was still here, the feeling of emptiness of this section of the pizzaplex was unreal. Freddy had told her Bonnie was gone, there was nothing much else left to say.

So when she heard some clanking sounds behind a door, near the back of the long room, Kelsey jumped a little. What was that?! It couldn't have been a security bot. She had to investigate herself.

Cautiously, she kept crouching before pushing down the door handle. The room was dark except for her own Celesta-Watch, a custom version of a fazwatch, glowing with the face of Sun, the screen saying it was safe. Although her eyes widened with fear as she saw the figure of a very large...thing. She was about to scream and run, breathe breathing heavily, but then she noticed from the glow from her watch that it illuminated two tall bunny ears.

No...it couldn't be.

"B...Bonnie?"

#gunactii

[entitytcken-a]

@gunactii​ asked: ❛ i hope you find the peace you’re searching for. ❜ // foxy to ballora !

for the damaged and the soft || ACCEPTING

🩰Ballora gave a soft hum, bowing her head a tiny bit as they tilted their head towards their fellow performer. Thankfully her daughters weren’t around, having gone off to play with Funtime Freddy and watch his puppet show of Bonbon and Bonny. “Maybe I already have... Maybe I haven’t... but... likewise.”

#☓ Into the Fog {IC} #🩰Why do you hide inside your walls; when there is music in my halls... {Ballora} #☓ The Fog Answers {Answered} #gunactii #gunactii: Funtime Foxy

[animatronicabundance-archived]

@gunactii​​ asked:  ❛  well ,  the  nightmare  continues .  ❜ // michael to circus baby or golden freddy ?

“Was it always this...a nightmare?”

Robotic fingers tap on her arm as Circus Baby tries to think, really think, when did it get this bad? Memories her own and memories not as she tries to think of something. Covered in glitter and smelling of birthday cake, and then being much smaller and hugging the leg of an older boy.

“Was there never a sweet dream? I dream sometimes....I do not think I am supposed to, but I do.” she softly says

#Baby answer #gunactii #the prize corner: Queue #Is this Baby answering or Liz in Baby...we may never know there very one in the same

[chaosmultiverse]

❝ it’s true. A Scientist is Always Fine. ❞ // henry to william ? ( @gunactii )

UWilliam didn't turn to look at Henry, he was still looking though the first aid kit, putting aside the disinfectant and some gaze.

"Sure they are, but even a little closer and I'm not so sure that we could laugh at you for this." Something had gone off in the animatronic, it's arm swung down either one of it's gears that were meant to lock movement failed or it hadn't been turned off properly.

"So please, lets not rely on your scientist immunity, I won't be able to keep this ship afloat without you, and it's the ship that has our health insurance." There was good reason William was the one out of the two who actually was likely to be found in a costume and not Henry.

#gunactii #William Afton {Creator Of Vessels Without A Soul} {IC} #William Afton {Running from the consequence you won't reap} {Main Verse} #Blood mention #Small cuts #Cuts #Springlock suit mention

[gamethecry]

@gunactii asked :

They weren’t certain they trusted him. In truth, they didn’t trust anyone. Not anymore. Everyone was dangerous — they were a danger, too. Not as much as they were, before. Not as dangerous as when it controlled them.

He hadn’t seemed dangerous. Even so, that which didn’t seem very dangerous could easily prove that impression wrong.

Arms folded over their chest, stance closed off & wary, Tristen observed before approaching ; before making any move toward the man they’d found themself recently in proximity of. The high collar on their shirt was enough to hide the evidence of what made their state so difficult — what made communication itself difficult ; scars marred their entire body, companies by a long mark running diagonally down their neck. A dragging scar, from one side of their neck to their collarbone on the other side. Remnants from their time with the Anti — the very being that had escaped from IRIS not long prior. The same facility Matthew had been at. The same one Tristen had been near.

“ … Matthew, right ?” quiet voice asked — quiet, almost hoarse, but audible. A voice that had known kindness, but suffered so long since then. They knew his name ( of course they did ) , but was knowing a name enough for knowing a person ?

after IRIS matthew had been a bit more wary about going out ; add it to his ever growing list of semi-realistic fears that seemed never ending , paranormal creatures roaming the earth disguised as humans . there originally was only a slight doubt in matt's mind that this was a possibility on the current earth he inhabited . although , he would never deny that there was exceptional evidence , both hidden and presented , acknowledging the fact that there was extra-terrestrial life that had visited this planet , the paranormal was not included in this bunch . they had never seen hard concrete fact that the paranormal existed , ghosts , ghouls, tulpas , things of unspeakable nature ; only wives' tales and blurry / edited images scattering the internet . but IRIS . . . the foundation had unexpectedly opened his eyes to something they now believed they were not supposed to be privy to the knowledge of . a creature that he could only imagine was supposed to be contained . their mind had blurred most of the events , the high strung atmosphere making his chest tight and breathing shallow in the moment . today was the first time he'd decided to leave his house since he'd been invited to tour IRIS foundation . despite his paranoia that the THING roaming those halls had remembered his face and was going to find him for it , he still needed food , water , and basic essentials to survive . he'd stepped maybe a few feet outside of his house , keys in hand as he was about to get into his car , knight rider , and then a soft voice perked up , making the brunet instinctively jump before looking in the direction it came from . hazel eyes locked onto a the blonde individual , noticeably filled with confusion before a polite smile graced his features . perhaps it was a neighbor ? or amazon driver ? he could never know with the things he ordered and the people that seemed to shuffle in and out of their neighborhood . despite his nerves , he still presented himself as a kind , outward individual that seemed nothing more than happy to interact with others . " hi ! yes , i am them ! is everything okay ? " looking in their face , he noted the off-ness of their expression , as if something terrible had / was going to happen .

#ill make a verse tag for this PROBABLY i will have to T H I N K of something tho AAA #gunactii #scar tw

[micsmasmuses]

@gunactii asked : “ i’m on my way. ” // henry e. to michael !

He sighs over the phone. Hearing Henry’s voice he can’t help but shake his head. He only called to update him. Yes he’d gotten hurt during the shift but he’s fine. Not his fault Henry is such a mother hen with everyone.

“Henry honestly I’m fine. Really I am, I can take care of myself.”

#gunactii #— mike answers! #— mike ic

[thedollhousc]

"Write me a starter where..." + kels and michael. that’s all i have to say. ( @gunactii )

Kels's house was … getting fuller, to say the least. It wasn't terrible, not at all ! He loved having more people around, even if the animatronics and ghosts were a little … strange sometimes. It was still home, and they were still family, if a strange one at that.

But today he wanted to do something fun, and fun meant dragging Michael out of his room and going somewhere that wasn't just the grocery store. So that's exactly what he did. Or planned to do, at least.

“ Miiiiiikeeeyyyyyyyyy, ” Kels called outside of Michael's door as he knocked, “ you awake in there ? ”

#night assistance [ kels ] ic #no flatline what were you scared about ? [ kels ] au #gunactii

[trapton]

( sighs ) henry is around 6’1” and poe is around 5’1”

🔧 @gunactii (𝚂𝙴𝙽𝙳 𝙼𝙴 𝚈𝙾𝚄𝚁 𝙼𝚄𝚂𝙴’𝚂 𝙷𝙴𝙸𝙶𝙷𝚃, 𝙰𝙽𝙳 𝙸’𝙻𝙻 𝙲𝙾𝙼𝙿𝙰𝚁𝙴 𝙸𝚃 𝚃𝙾 𝙼𝚈 𝙾𝚆𝙽’𝚂!)

TALL BOY HENRY TALL BOY HENRY !! I LOVE IT! (will vc: i'm still taller than you...) also, poe being more than a foot shorter than will? glitchtrap is william's height in the physical manifestation - or golden bonnie - + some ear height.

#gunactii #heheh #hujiok #i'm obsessed #i've never met a henry so tall before #:3 #𝐟𝐢𝐥𝐞: ( 𝑜𝑢𝑡 𝑜𝑓 𝑐𝘩𝑎𝑟𝑎𝑐𝑡𝑒𝑟 ) / 𝑚𝑢𝑛 𝑠𝑝𝑒𝑎𝑘𝑖𝑛𝑔 #₀₀₁ ᜵ 𝙾𝙾𝙲 ¸ answered

[tophatz]

⤷  ❐ . * @gunactii sent   .*

13.     entry made featuring mention of (sender’s) muse.  // Jekyll and utterson >:D

May 24th, 18xx.

I made the judgment to visit Jekyll earlier today. We had tea. His hands shook as he held his cup and I felt a most disturbing chill run up my spine. Something is not right with him. He is showing marks of not illness per say but... perhaps it being such might somewhat put me at ease.

I would not wish any illness upon him but by God's will does he have my thoughts swallowing themselves up in dismay at his demeanor. I presumed, at the start, that he might have over-invested himself in some manner of scientific revelation. Now, I am not so certain. I will make a point of frequenting his quarters.

#(( Edit: Hey tumblr this doesn't loOK LIKE THE QUEUE. oh well. Have it early lmao I'm too lazy to re-add those borders and bla bla bla )) #(( His entries are p brief cuz he's so straight to the point smh )) #(( You'd think knowing legal jargon would make for purple prose but here we are )) #✮ ʀᴇᴀᴅʏ. ꜱᴇᴛ. iɴᴛᴇʀʀᴏɢᴀᴛᴇ! ✮—✒ asks ↲ #gunactii #✮ 𝗧𝗼 𝘄𝗵𝗼𝗺 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗳𝗮𝗻𝗰𝗶𝗳𝘂𝗹 𝘄𝗮𝘀 𝗶𝗺𝗺𝗼𝗱𝗲𝘀𝘁 ✮—✒ Gabriel John Utterson ‘ ic ; ↲ #✰— ; ; ; 𝗜 𝗳𝗲𝗲𝗹 𝗮𝘀 𝗶𝗳 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗽𝗿𝗲𝘀𝗲𝗻𝗰𝗲 𝗼𝗳 𝗮 𝗳𝗿𝗶𝗲𝗻𝗱 𝗺𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁 𝗱𝗼 𝗵𝗶𝗺 𝗴𝗼𝗼𝗱. ➠ Utterson // Jekyll ; ;

[scrappedpotential]

[Closed starter for @gunactii, ft. Poe]

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Michael isn't entirely sure how he got back to his apartment. The last thing he remembers is staring up at the sky, listening to voices around him. You won't die. Get up. Get away from the road. Get out of sight.

He's confused by how he's ended up on his carpet, listening to his phone ring. Nobody calls Michael at this hour, he should try to answer it, but but he isn't sure he can stand, much less speak. His throat is in pieces and he's generally not in great shape. You aren't supposed to be alive, not that this is alive. You aren't ready to test what you can and can't do.

But something else is odd about this whole mess. You're all too aware of how there is no feeling left in your body, but you are also aware of.. something else here. Someone, something. You don't know, all you know is that you are looking up as you realize, trying to find whatever is watching you- you assume it's Ennard, why wouldn't it want to take you apart.

You don't expect what you're pretty sure is some sort of hallucination to be in front of you. But that is how hallucinations work, right??

#scrapped roleplays #fox unmasked • michael #gunactii - poe duncan #scrapped verse • classic #purple michael tw #gore tw

[celestialchiild]

smol kels starter for @gunactii

She had been miserable most of the day, mostly crying; her precious Bun Bun's seams had broke, creating a hole in the stuffed animal's body. It took not even a moment for Sun to realize the problem and immediately work to fix the toy.

About ten minutes later, Kelsey's best friend was fixed, and therefore the world wasn't crumbling around her. Also, the incredible news made her want to show her purple bunny friend that Bun Bun was okay. Besides, maybe the silent plush bunny could have a good friendly talk with his large sentient, same species, aquaintence.

A little later in the day, Sun agreed to have Bonnie come down to the Daycare. It was a rare occurance for Sun to leave the Daycare, and the Glamrock animatronics mostly had free reign to the entire plex, so it would be so much easier.

And once the little one saw Bonnie, she squealed with delight and ran over, giggling as she held her best friend in her arms.

"Look Bonnie! Bun Bun's fixed!"

#gunactii #v: little one ( child )

[entitytcken-a]

@gunactii​ asked: ‘ now what am i supposed to do? ’ // poe to jocelyn !

fnaf security breach meme pt. 1 || ACCEPTING

👻 Looking at her nails, she lolled her lollipop around slightly as they didn’t seem to react to what the other said. After all, she was pretending she couldn’t hear him. Since he wasn’t... the only ghost here. She could tell. There was so much... negative energy around this place that it almost made her nauseous. Plus... she really didn’t want any of the other spirits to know that... well she could hear or see them... since that would make her a target.

#☓ Into the Fog {IC} #👻If I pretend I don't see them... they don't exist {Jocelyn} #☓ What a ghost town... {FNAF V.} #☓ The Fog Answers {Answered} #gunactii: Poe Duncan #gunactii

[animatronicabundance-archived]

@gunactii​ asked:  ❛  alright ,  let’s  try  again ,  shall  we ?  ❜ // glamrock bonnie to glamrock freddy !

“Bonnie, I am not sure if that is a wise idea.”

Freddy’s ears are low as he takes off his hat, and observes the destruction this lesson in bowling has caused. He’s rather sure one of the many lost balls are in the roof but he’s scared to look up.

“I do not think the Pizza Plex could take anymore attempts from me.”

Freddy Fazbear can sing and debatably dance, but apparently they didn’t program any skill for bowling in his noggin.

#gunactii #Glamrock freddy answer #verse: Surface pressure #I am so sorry Bonnie...the himbo is not good at sport #He tried atleast....asking for a lesson might have been an excuse to hang out

[chaosmultiverse]

“If they find you, I will protect you.” // poe comforting evan over being afraid of the animatronics / nightmares ? ( @gunactii )

Evan looked up at Poe, barely he held back the tears "...Please don't. I don't want you to die, just..." he took a deep, sharp breath to try to keep himself in a state to speak "Stay away from them."

#Gunactii #Evan Afton {You'll Never Be Alone Again} {IC} #Evan Afton {This Will Repeat Over And Over And Over} {Main Verse}

[gamethecry]

there was an unreadable expression behind his eyes , a fervent , vicious anger and malice that had been waiting eons to be released b u b b l i n g through that faux toothy grin the man forced upon his face when his eyes met wyatt's . there was one of two things in which could happen in these very moments , wyatt could turn and bolt , fearing facing the one thing that he had probably sworn he would never see again ; or . . . maybe he would put up a fight ? the latter thought made a fire flare behind his eyes , narrowing the fire , having not killed him , left them with a gnarly scar , orange and pink , that started at his jaw and enveloped his right eye . it appeared both eyes work , unfortunately not having suffered any blindness from the incident ( which he would have enjoyed so he didn't have to watch those plain grey prison walls during his sentence ) . mr . afton felt as if they were in a stand off , hazel eyes easily watching the dark haired man to see if he made any quick moves . if the sun hadn't been so high in the sky , mads would have made a move , attempted to SUBDUE to man on the spot , drag him to the highest bridge he could , and throw wyatt over . but , the clacks of distant walking reminded him that this was certainly not the time nor place to be doing anything too rash . his tone is saccharine , eyes softening and grin becoming less sinister to appear more . . . human . " is that wyatt ? " he muses , pushing his hands into the pockets of his trench coat , still making no obvious move to approach the other .

@gunactii / [ x ]

#▇ 🌟┊🎮 ❝ i'm your employer! ❞ 🎮┊🌟 ▇ (mad!pat verse) #gunactii #( i hope this is okay!! if not please let a brother know!! )

[runelocked]

“You think this is over? Tell yourself another lie.” // @gunactii henry !

YOU THINK THIS IS OVER ? IF HE DOES, IT’S BECAUSE IT IS OVER — OR AT LEAST, IT SHOULD HAVE BEEN. Jaw actually dropping for a moment, heart skipping once, twice, three times in his chest and leaving him lightheaded, William turns. Comes face to face with a spirit he had not expected to see, and can only stammer, caught off - guard utterly mortified. This is not how things were supposed to go: he hadn’t killed Henry next to a specific animatronic for this very reason! Are the people he kills just always cursed to stick around after death, or has he done something wrong?—

Recovers himself as quickly as humanely possible, straightening up from his bored tinkering with a new possible animatronic. William is not a brave man, and he’s sure Henry knows it better than the rest: but he is a performer at heart, and so the smile that stretches over his face is only a little ghastly as he greets his old friend with lies: “Ah, Henry! I was wondering when you’d pop up. I was beginning to think you wouldn’t. Decided to show your face around here, have you? ”

He can’t stop staring. Can’t stop himself from stepping backwards, one step, then two, pausing only when he trips on the toolkit behind him. Dishevelled and dirty and suddenly feeling damned, William’s eyes dart to the ground momentarily, return to Henry like he’s frightened the ghost can harm him. Can he? He’s always viewed Henry as a mix between a god and someone far lower than him; loathing and that wild possessive affection indistinguishable from the other. If anyone could hurt him, it would be Henry; if any ghost could do the impossible, William knows it will be his old friend.

“I almost regret all this, you know. Killing you. I really could have used your thoughts on this new design.” His hand wave might be dismissive, but every word is loaded, spiteful and cruelly mocking just to mask his own uncertain fear. “Don’t suppose you’d care to offer them, would you? […] I’m calling them the Funtimes. I think they’re better than anything we’ve made before.”

#(( henry: william [worst friend ever]: omg hey u made it!! <3 )) #(ii) man behind the slaughter — roleplay thread. #(xox) last man standing: william & henry. #a; gunactii #(( stares and stares ive been trying to improve this for so long but i think my brain machine is broken i am so sorry )) #(( stole from your night guard henry verse bc i never go a day without loving it )) #tw death #tw murder #tw mental instability #tw unhealthy relationship #(( understatement i Think )) #( ask to tag. )