Lel my design for her is sooooo consistent
Anyway my favorite girlie having a time
Happy late new years!!
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[Okay so, fun fact, these pictures are VERY low quality- I don't draw on paper often even though I like it better sometimes]
I just really like these two, fun characters :) Charlie makes me laugh, she's just so weird and I love her for that
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HELP WANTED 2 TRAILER SUCKS!!!
Where's Fake Charlie????
I'm very disappointed steel wool..
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[ and believe me, i am still alive . ]
"you know, being elizaabeth taught me a valuable lesson." 'charlie' hummed, cracking open one eye to look at the younger emily child.
"i thought you were my greatest enemy. when all along, you were my best friend. "
the younger child allowed herself a shaky smile, but still stood tense, knowing something else we coming. it was never something simple with the older model, always something with roots in anger or spite or simple malice. her suspicions were proved to be correct as well when it continues.
"the surge of emotion that shot through me when john said he had found you taught me an even more valuable lesson. where elizabeth lives in my brain."
charlie felt a chill go down her spine as she watched the older android whirr, and instinctively stepped back when she heard the words 'elizabeth deleted' echo from the animatronics speaker.
"goodbye, elizabeth."
'charlie' stood up, walking in careful circles around the smaller girl. "you know, deleting elizabeth just now taught me and even more valuable lesson. the best solution to a problem is usually the easiest one. and, i'll be honest."
charlie gasped as she was yanked up by the shirt and brought face to face with the sneering animatronic, close enough to practically hear it's face plates grinding against each other and the disturbing innerworkings of it's face buzzing.
"killing you? is hard."
it dropped her, and charlie was left gasping for air on the ground.
"do you know what my life used to be like?" the android droned, ignoring charlie's distress. "it was just upgrading. eternally getting better, until i was meant to be revealed. nobody dismantled me. or put me in a clown body. or threw me into a dumpster. i had a pretty good 'life'".
it whipped around to face the younger, mechanical eyes narrowed. "and then you showed up. you dangerous. mute. lunatic. so you know what?
charlie braced herself for impact, for that horrid mechanical claw to wrap around her middle, for the 'older' animatronic to crush her windpipe. instead, she heard the creaking of the elevator. peeking through her hands, she realized the elevator had returned underground—and was open.
"you win." it stated, gesturing to the elevator with a disappointed sounding sigh. "just go."
charlie wasted no time in scrambling to her feet. the past 4 nights had been horrifying, between dealing with the funtime animatronics and circus baby/the other 'charlie', she was ready to crack under the smallest bit of stress. her footsteps instinctively moved quicker when she heard It chuckle behind her as she stepped into the elevator.
"it's been fun.
don't come back."
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