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hopeful-hugz · 4 months
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I've Become What You Like! I Have Taught Myself to Let Go!
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@funbonded found a lost lapine
Time was a blurry thing since the moment she powered on in that glass box, but Bonnet was rather sure much of it had passed. Her poor condition if anything  was evidence of it, but when her eyes adjusted she could tell she was being displayed as some sort of museum piece. No that  wouldn't do at all, Bonnet hated boxes but it wasn’t just that. If she was here then where were Funfred and Bonbon?
It took her what felt like an hour to lift the glass up high enough to wiggle her way out, when the realization that throwing herself in a panic against the walls wouldn’t work, but not as long to find her way to a familiar comfort. The ventilation was much more big then she was used to but she knew she’d learn the paths with time. It took an entire week to find thread and cloth to patch up and cover the holes in her body. Then after another week of struggling to pull herself through the vents, and fretting over where her family friends might have ended up-
Bonnet found herself in the vent of one of the many areas she’d yet to explore, a Funhouse? Finally an attraction, she’d seen a few at this point, with some style around here.
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braveburned · 9 months
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@funbonded / ruin starter call !!
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★ — He'd approached the Funhouse with an overabundance of caution, moving through the ruined structure as quietly as possible with his flashlight held low. Still, can't help the quiet whine when he catches glimpse of the animatronic.
"Of course you'd still be active,"
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revvnant · 5 months
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💬 + Freddy's your favorite Rockstar.
Send 💬 + a rumor and my muse will react to it.
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He sighs, but it's indulgent. "I don't play favourites," he says, a smile creeping at the corners of his mouth. "I love all my creations equally." A pause. "--except Funtime Freddy." An absolutely uncalled for slam on the panda out of nowhere, and not even applicable, since he didn't finish the design process.
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mixed-up-multiverse · 6 months
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@funbonded sent: " Ah, they were dead when I got here ! " For Uzi / he lies there's red oozing out of his stomach cavity
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Hhhhhhholy shhhh-izzles.
Uzi could handle seeing eviscerated robots and machines. But organics and humans? Whole other story! They smelled, were generally slimy to get onto you, and made her-- the queen of no-squeam--feel actually squeamish and nauseous.
And of course, she didn't believe the panda-robot's words about them already being dead when he got there. Although she would've loved to sick her Solver on them, to be honest. Humans stink and are mean to robots, as you know.
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W-Well then what do you call that red stuff oozing outta your gut?!" she pointed a metal digit accusingly. "'Ketchup'? 'Paint'? 'Strawberry jam'?" Suspicious Angsty teen is suspicious.
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muutos · 7 months
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🍭 @funbonded ! (bc i also thought this would be fun).
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"yar, &. what be yer story, landlubber? ye look like ye got into a tussle with a jolly kraken. or like ye' vessel be torn asunder. perhaps ye' outta take to the sky yer grievances with parts n' service, see yarr' aft out in the trenches in no time."
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trapton · 10 months
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🔧 @funbonded (𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚊 𝚜𝚞𝚛𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚜𝚎)
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𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚔𝚜 𝚊𝚝 𝚏𝚞𝚗𝚏𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚜 𝚒𝚗 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚌𝚛𝚘𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚕𝚊𝚙. head tilted with a barely there, yet fond smile. about as much as he could muster these days. "what have you got for me today my dear friend? could it be something to ease the tension in my head - or, perhaps something more fun this time?"
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bravevolunteer · 10 months
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@funbonded asked: ❛ if you tell me yours, i’ll tell you mine. ❜ // a meme i don't want to hunt down
MICHAEL'S GAZE NARROWS FROM WHERE HE STANDS, flashlight pointed towards the panda animatronic, hypervigilant from the moment he stepped foot inside the breaker room— LAUGHTER echoing from behind the mess of wires and electricity systems. The mechanics carry a familiarity that Michael has known for as long as he can remember— the winding of springlocks up to the clicking metal of the advanced technology that his father chose to hole himself up with as it all spialed even further. Though, Michael had only seen the funtimes still, in progress, void— now, the gaze illuminated by his flickering light and the occasional spark through this dark corner of the storage unit seems more alive than ever.
Nothing is left standing in the way, Michael is suddenly aware of just how easily Funtime Freddy could kill him— of course, he wasn't left with much in the way of defense ( he's going to break that god damn handunit device one of these days ). And yet, here he is... SPEAKING with him, they've all been speaking to him.
"You're going to have t'be a little more specific than that," Michael responds, despite all signs pointing towards ignoring his words if he wants to get out of here alive. Though, he gets the feeing he might know the answer already: neither of them belong here, so why has he shown up? they do belong here. "This your attempt at a distraction?" The animatronics... they weren't created to be trapped in a place , and Michael... it was all because of that god damn message. His father, sending him back to the place he tried so desperately to claw his way out of, talk of his sister coaxing him back— deep down, he knows that wasn't the only reason. Michael Afton will SPEAKING with him, they've all been speaking to him.
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hopeful-hugz · 6 months
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@funbonded || Moved from Ask
There it was. The giddy reaction, the excitement and her actually doing something he'd been trying to goad and encourage her into doing since day one. She'd expected it; it was Funfred's normal. Literally his hyperfixation in more ways than one.
No, this was expected, she never expected an ounce of comfort from anyone she knew. People who surrounded themselves with the crowds she did? They didn't get comfort. That was a privilege very rarely earned nowadays. It made her miss her mom even more.
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What she doesn't expect is her animatronic friend... actually giving pause and toning it down for a moment. Actually coming down to her level for once. Anyone else in her situation would have broke from that alone, but she couldn't allow that.
Instead there's a small flinch at being jostled and a half smile (Why was she smiling? She felt HORRIBLE about what she had done!), just for a moment. He was going to turn this into an even bigger celebration in a moment, might as well let him get his excitement out.
"It wasn't just a maiming... They are dead..." That's when the smile fades again. "I saw the hole I made, myself... No one, organic or inorganic, could have survived something like what I did." Not that she knew anyhow. Maybe N could have survived it. N Definitely could survive it.
Fortunately, she hadn't shot him and had no plans to. "...How did you handle your first... Is... Is it normal to be so scared about it...?"
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faztastiic · 5 months
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Glamfred and Funfred are now Isabelle from A.nimal C.rossing and D.oom S.layer guy
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boysofthesea · 6 months
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" You can't hide forever , fishcake, as soon as I find you ; GAME OVER !"
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With his hands covering his mouth, tears racing down his face, the boy was hiding from the panda as his heart pounds inside of his chest as he shook with fear. he shuts his eyes tightly as footsteps approached.
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revvnant · 5 months
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you can't make that choice for me.
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It would feel so good to lash out right now. After all, Freddy and the rest had taken the concept of making a choice for someone else to its furthest extreme, hadn't they? They'd taken his limbs and his lungs, his face and his future; they'd cut him off from humanity forever, stolen the breath from his body and the blood from his veins, robbed him of any hope of normalcy that had been left to him; and, when he'd ceased to serve their purpose, they'd discarded him. Like garbage. Like nothing.
It would feel so good to take a bit of that power back for himself. Baby is beyond his reach; Ballora, too, and he's not seen hide nor hair of Foxy. But Freddy... Freddy is still here. Disarm him, literally, take away his best friend. Then mess with his code, strip him of his primary directives, but leave just enough to know that something is missing-- he could do it. It would be easy. Get him hooked up to a computer, and Michael could dismantle him, line by line. Leave him a shell, the way he'd left Michael. He could share his terror at long last with someone else. There but not there. The world rendered down to unfamiliar shapes. Drowning. Suffocating. Hasn't Freddy always been the one closest to him? Of all the Funtimes, haven't they been... he has no word for it. Something?
And it's a shame that that connection stays his hand. He can't. He can't do that to somebody else, not even the one who did it to him, and not for any moral reason higher than this: I would be just like him. He curls his hand to his chest, grips his wrist and holds it there. "You're right, I guess," he says, as flippantly as he can. "So-- whatever. Get out of here."
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ladyseidr · 8 months
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@funbonded asked: ❝ okay, okay, enough rubbing it in my face. / for Funtime foxy ❞ ( "i hate you, but i just did something to help you and now i need to explain myself" prompts )
There was no audible laugh, although the shifting maw and ears gave enough of an implication of one. "Don't sound so irritable," she began, voice filling the empty, dreary room. "Think of it like this: we're even now!" Arms played open and a cock of the head. Her faceplates shifted enough to overemphasize the permanent smile on her face.
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"You didn't have to go in for code 'repair' thanks to me, and now I've avoided a nasty shock thanks to you." He sounded less appreciative and more like this was heading somewhere. Brows rose, head tipped back to better look at Funfred. "We should keep working together like this!" Here it came, usually booming voice quieting to something more eerily human. "What do you say you help me catch a nightguard?"
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reactivatedrockstar · 7 months
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' I was never one to cause harm to a bunny rabbit and I swear by that ...maybe there is only one exception but not the average humble rabbit. '
"Ah... o-okay...?" Bonnie nodded, working ear pinning itself back anxiously, "is... this supposed to be reassurance?"
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muutos · 7 months
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🍭 @funbonded ! (asked for funtime foxy)
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foxy shares the funtime auditorium with funfred. it stands to reason that the introverted fox has become comfortable with, or even comforted by his company. where she is clearly disquieted by others. yet, the fox is manipulative &. sinister as much as the other. tag-team in luring (once), she had brought children to freddy for consumption while ballora distracted the adult party-goers. observant, now at the mercy of baby's control over his anchor at times yet also able to adapt if need-be.
however funtime foxy is able to keep her guard down when freddy is with her.
however, sometimes freddy's brash voice &. loud makes him upset. makes his ears ring. like tonight. shrill wail making foxy's ears lower with a hissing snarl - yellow eyes sliding with a mocking use of his vocal replay, to mimic the bear's voice back through the room. "do you have to be so loud?" her head moves up &. down, face turned just so to view her counterpart.
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fnchy · 7 months
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✂ @funbonded ! asked for a starter
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"aww, funfred. i'm starting to get the feeling you don't like me very much." frenchy says, taking a seat beside him with her head in her hand, &. knees knocking together to stay lady-like. "but look! i took some inspiration." she perks up, touching the bottom of her bright pink perm. "i thought it might help us build some trust with one another. y'think foxy will like it?"
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