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stripeixii · 1 year
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Reposting these so they are all together.
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ozzy-lot · 4 days
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The Bobbiedots key-art redraw
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stitchwraith-stingers · 6 months
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I need someone to make a fic where Eleanor fnaf and rose fnaf (bobbiedots) get divorced and want to kill each other and it's.like half a joke half not I think it's funnier
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zebracorn-chan · 9 months
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Bobbiedots, according to the original scraped description.❤️‍🔥
Yes One/Gemini is a reference to Hatsune Miku, what a shocker, it's not like "01" is her number or anything.🎵🎶
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insomgl · 2 years
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MY NAME IS ROSE!!!
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komomn · 1 year
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Submechanophobia 🧜‍♀️🪲🤖
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artblooger19moon · 1 year
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OLIVE , GEMINI & ROSE BOBBIEDOTS
FNAF belongs to Scott Cawthon
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zazakisan · 1 year
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Rose from Bobbiedots (Tales from the Pizzaplex)
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bonnielunkas · 21 hours
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i. actually really liked bobbiedots hehe working out designs for the characters here are abe and rose ( who i'm probably?? gonna tweak but not rn i'm tired )
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blood-and-pizza · 1 year
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Here's apparently what the Bobbiedots from Tales From The Pizzaplex officially look like:
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From left to right: Olive, Gemini, and Rose.
I honestly thought they'd look more like anime girls or vocaloids... not humanoid aliens...
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stripeixii · 1 year
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This is not mouthwash.
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ozzy-lot · 3 months
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stitchwraith-stingers · 6 months
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obligatory bobbiedot design ... I PROMISE I WILL GET TO THE OTHER ONES AT SOME POINT IM SORRYYY... also im still practicing drawing human-ish dont kill me ....
YOU SHOULD ALL LOOK AT THIS BUG im obbessed w it . me cored thing
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gamequeenanya · 5 months
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Lawsuits Pending
Summary: Alternate ending to the "Help Wanted" Tales From the Pizzaplex story. Steve has a choice to make: risk his life out in the snow, or push the button and be happy.
Inside his room, Steve heard the banging on the door from his wife - no, what he'd thought was his wife - and kids.
They'd been robots all along… And he'd been kidnapped - well, catfished - by a beautiful woman named Victoria on this dating app. He had come to her house willingly, but they hadn't let him leave. They'd made illusions to mess with his mind.
Who were "they"? Probably Fazbear Entertainment wanting to weaken him so he'd make these games for them, which previously he'd been against. It had felt in bad taste to make light of accusations that claimed employees and children had died. It was sickening.
His perfect life? It wasn't real… None of it was real.
And though DJ Dan the Music Man was urging him to push the button to make the illusions reappear, he knew something terrible was about to happen if he gave in. Fazbear Entertainment had promised him lots of money if he made these games for them… Well, where was the money? He hadn't seen a single cent of it. Yet DJ Dan wanted him to keep playing pretend…
Steve felt his resistance weaken. Yes, he wanted to be happy. He wanted a perfect life with Victoria and the kids… He didn't care that she'd kidnapped him and gaslit him, and that the kids would walk around at night and mindlessly bump into furniture… did he?
His hand went towards the radio to push the button. But he hesitated.
Outside, he thought he could hear some sirens. Real ones. And a familiar, unique voice, calling out to him. He ran to the window.
"You don't want to do that, Steve…" DJ Dan said, trying to keep calm and rational, but his voice edged on worry. "The winter storm! You'll freeze out there! Don't you want to stay in here where it's safe and warm?"
What were they hiding from him? Steve wondered. He grabbed his coat, put his car keys in the pocket. His hands felt his dead phone, still inside. That was all he needed, right? He didn't care that he didn't have proper winter boots on either. At this point, he'd rather risk the storm.
His robot family still banged on the door aggressively, the chair barely holding them back.
Running over to the window, he unlatched it and braced himself for the winter cold and snow that was about to pour in from outside.
As soon as he pulled the window up, though, he was shocked to instead feel the warm rays of the sun. It was a hot summer day… There had been no snowstorm at all. It was all an illusion.
Shaking, Steve grasped the edges of the window and growled at DJ Dan.
"You liar!"
"Steve…" DJ Dan tried not to panic. This wasn't supposed to happen. What would happen to their little facility out in the woods if they were caught? Already, Dan heard the sirens outside and realized they had bigger problems to deal with. His voice rose with anger. "Steve, if you don't press that button, you'll never have the family you always dreamed of!! You'll never get to finish your fourth game!! You'll-! You'll always be what you were before-! A nobody!"
Steve let out a breath. In different circumstances the outburst may have made him laugh.
He'd wanted to smash the radio, but it had gone suddenly silent.
He heard the familiar voice calling to him again from outside, the voice that had made him hesitate. It was Matt, his best friend.
"Steve! Steve!" He was on the ground with the police.
Wait, what? Matt had been searching for him? He suddenly felt an overwhelming flood of guilt. How long had he been here?
"Matt! Up here!" He called, waving both hands. Matt looked up and waved back. He was taken aback at how miserable Steve looked compared to half a year ago.
"There he is!" Matt said, pointing the police to the window. They brought over a ladder. Steve stepped out of the window and onto the ladder. He was trembling as he climbed down, but the cops held it steady. Finally, he made it down and collapsed into Matt's arms. He grasped him tight, sobbing. Every day had been a nightmare, and every night had been worse. To be finally rescued from that, it was a miracle. "It's okay… It's okay buddy. You're safe now."
Matt looked up and saw a creepy robot with a human mask at the window. He shuddered.
"Ladder down, boys!" And the cops quickly removed the ladder. The robot just stared at them, eyes cold. It seemed murderous. Luckily, it didn't even try to climb down and soon Matt realized why. The robot rolled away on what sounded like a track. There were two other robots who stared out the window who also had the same human masks. Steve looked up and shook his head. Those weren't his children. They would never fool him again.
The "house" wasn't a house at all, but some kind of weird factory. It was black and foreboding. He never would have entered it if he'd realized this was what it had looked like. Wait, how had he convinced himself to come to Victoria's house on the first date? She was very pretty, but it was basic safety to meet in a neutral location. Had he really been so blinded by her beauty? "What if I'm a creep?" he'd asked. Well, what if she was the creep?
"I'm sorry… I'm so sorry…" Matt said as he comforted his friend. "I should have known something was up… I should have fought for you harder."
Their argument, if you could call it that, about Steve bailing on his date with Amanda was over as soon as Steve had shown him Victoria's picture. A picture was all it took for all the warning signs and red flags to be brushed away. Matt shook his head. He'd never allow himself to be manipulated again.
They got in Matt's car, as the police surrounded the place and talked to whoever was inside. Steve shuddered as he saw Mr. Edwards. Was he behind everything?
"You usually do," Steve replied, to Matt saying he should have fought harder. "I'm the one who was so weak-willed…"
"Mm. Speaking of which, did you contact Amanda? I didn't want to worry her by telling her you'd gone missing."
"Amanda? But my phone is de-" And there was a chiming sound as his phone rang in his pocket. "Oh."
He checked his messages, and his heart sank as he found dozens of unanswered messages. She seemed to have given up two days ago. He decided to text her then and there.
'Sorry I was such a jerk. I want to see you again.'
He sent the message and hoped she wouldn't be too upset. A few seconds later, he got a reply.
'Me too. When are you available?'
They texted back and forth until they found a date that could work for them. Matt smiled.
"Glad you're back. You two were cute together!"
Steve smiled, and decided to tickle Matt, to tease him back.
Matt laughed. It was real, and genuine. When Steve pulled away, he found his hands and arms were fine, unlike when he played Tickle Monster with the kids. He sighed. This was real life. And it felt like such a relief.
He was no longer terrified. Things in life wouldn't always be good, but they were real. He wouldn't even mind going back to his old job cleaning toilets, since he only had to feel uncomfortable for half the day. And he'd feel at peace going to sleep in his old bed, knowing there weren't robots or monsters there to hurt him.
Matt started the car. He glared out the window at Mr. Edwards. Oh yeah… Mr. Edwards.
"You should sue him for putting you through… whatever it was."
Still looking at his hands, Steve nodded.
"I will. When I have the money. I will."
They drove away, the cops taking Edwards to the station for questioning, while Matt and Steve went home.
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royaltysuite · 2 years
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In Prima’s Eyes....(A FNAF Au Story)
Chapter One: Welcome to the Night Shift, Kid Preview...
No One’s Pov
              Who would’ve thought that an orphan child would be stuck wandering around an empty pizzaplex at 12 in the morning? No one, that’s who. But, let’s rewind back to earlier in the day....
              It was a simple and normal day here at Freddy’s Mega PizzaPlex and Mall. Children running and playing. Adults sitting and relaxing. Everyone seemed to be enjoying themselves. As they walked around, most of the patrons were found in the Atrium, waiting for the performance to start.  The lights were dimmed and strobing as music began to fill the area.
              The sounds of excitement rose as the projectors began to play the introduction of the kids’ attraction. On the screens, images of the band started flashing around as the animatronics began to rise up on the stage. Soon enough, the performance began and everyone was enjoying. Though during the performance, our main lead, Freddy, started to glitch before he collapsed and malfunctioned.
              This seemed to cause a rising panic within the audience. Kids were either screaming or crying while the adults tried to calm them down. As security began to evacuate the guests from the atrium to other locations in the building, Freddy and the rest of the crew were sent down to Parts and Service. One, to fix Freddy and two, to see if any of the others were glitching out as well.
                                                                                    Now, to the present.....
                As the remainder of the guests were exiting the building for the night, Freddy awoke in his room after being transported from Parts and Service. “Hmm, is it showtime already? It seems that I’m malfunctioning. I didn’t get to finish my recharge session.” Freddy muttered, looking into the mirror as his systems rebooted. “Will you keep quiet out there?” A hushed and harsh voice echoed out into the air, sending Freddy into shock as he began looking around for the source.
             “Who’s there? Who said that?” “I did. Look down here.” “I do not see you. Where are you?” He answered. “Well, while you were ‘asleep’, I kinda climbed in your stomach hatch and hid in here.” “That area is strictly made for giant cakes and presents. It is not a safe play area for children.” Freddy scolded with concern. As Freddy expressed his concern, the tell-tale sound of gears spinning rang out as Gregory climbed out of the stomach hatch.
              Once he turned around, he jumped in shock as his eyes met with Freddy’s, his metal face very close to him. “Ah, there you are!” Freddy chimed as he lifted Gregory up into the air. He began to scan Gregory before setting him down. “Scanning complete. It seems that your guest profile is not in my system. Just who are you?” “My name is Gregory.”
.................To Be Continued................
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stitchwraith-stingers · 6 months
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this is them to me . if you even care
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