#william afton is advanced programming now

[mitsvriii]

Memories

TW’s: Mentions of death, William Afton, cursing

Pairings: Michael Afton x reader, Glamrock Freddy x reader?, past Michael Afton x Jeremy Fitzgerald, slight Glamrock Freddy x Glamrock Bonnie

Reader type: Can be any but reader uses gender neutral pronouns

Word Count: 1.3k+

A/N: the urge to write lookalike like look-a-like, i hate putting Michael and William’s names in the same color, Glammike Au, yes William is his own trigger warning even if he’s only mentioned as “father” like once, i screwed with the timeline to fit the story, Michael’s a dumbass but we love him, humanoid animatronics because i can’t describe animatronics for the life of me, Glamrock Bonnie is silly goofy, might make a short series of this if it does good, Glamrock Bonnie’s personality and design is not accurate as he is not in-game, Glamrock Bonnie makes Bugs Bunny references because he’s like that, i wrote this during a hyperactive swing so it’s gonna be quirky

Michael remembers. Something that he’s never been fond of. He remembers his siblings, his parents, friends, old jobs, animatronics, souls, his old lovers. The memories fade in and out, something he blames on the programming in the stupid human form of an animatronic.

Don’t get him wrong, he didn’t hate it. But it was tiring to say the least. Having to put on shows with kids climbing and clinging onto you, it always brought him back to when Elizabeth would clutch onto him. Begging him to convince his father to let her near Circus Baby.

But at least the rest of the animatronics made it manageable. Glamrock Chica always made bubbly jokes, Roxanne gave decent good advice, Monty was…well Monty. And then there was Glamrock Bonnie.

He reminded Michael of Jeremy to an extent, he even gave him the nickname “Bon”. Bon cracked jokes and had the sense of humor that Michael could stand. He gave him cheeky smiles and seemed to beam whenever he showed up near the bowling area. If Michael didn’t know any better he’d assume Bon liked him.

But whenever Michael contemplated asking him of his feelings, his mind traced back to you and Jeremy. Although it was mostly you. Michael had dated Jeremy on and off until he died after being bit by Mangle. He then somehow found comfort in you.

You two had met up somehow when he moved in your neighborhood after he moved away from his birth state. You had lived in the neighborhood for a while, and he learned early on that you were quite a busy bee.

He remembers how you brought him over some cookies as a housewarming gift, apologizing in advance if he didn’t like the flavor. He simply brushed it off and took them anyways.

Your visits got more frequent to the point were you two become close friends. You would stay over at his house to watch “The Immortal and The Restless” with him, not quite understanding why he seemed to be so obsessed with the show.

But despite your jests and teases you always stayed and watched every episode with him. He seemed to enjoy your company, always managing to fall asleep with his head on your shoulder.

He was cute when he sleep, although you never told him that until later on when you two were together. You had a habit with playing with his hair, running your hand through his chocolate locks.

Throughout the numerous compliments and flirts about his appearance, you never said anything about his eyes for some reason. He found that weird but didn’t push it. Maybe it was another quirk of yours.

The rest of the memories of you were blurry. He could never make out a full memory of you two while he was working at Circus Baby’s, nor when you two got together. He does remember how tightly you hugged after he showed up a few days after retching up Ennard. Not caring about the smell or the fact he was a corpse now.

He was evem more surprised when you still stayed with him when he blandly told you about his new condition. He remembers how things seemed to get rougher in your relationship, between his quest to free all of the souls and the frequent night shifts.

He let out a chuckle as he thought back on the face you made when he told you he burned down a building with his dad in it. You didn’t seem to know whether to laugh or scold him.

Burn down a building….

He frowned as the thought crossed his mind. The last fire he started was the one that quite literally turned his life upside down. His soul must have been stuck in some sort of coma because he doesn’t know how long it had been.

One minute he was burning, ready to go see ve with his siblings and mother, leaving his father behind and the next he was being tested for malfunctions. He wondered if you were even still alive. He would go look but it’s not like he could leave.

And god forbid he try to ask around for information about you. If you were dead he’d be seen as a lunatic and if you weren’t nobody would probably know who you were. For all he knew you might not be even living here anymore.

Michael jumped as he felt a finger tap his shoulder, he turned to glance at who poked him. Bon was stood there with furrowed brow, a lip tugged between his teeth as he chewed on it nervously. A pet peeve Michael picked up on his first week as Glamrock Freddy.

“Are you okay? You seemed…off”, Bon spoke, tilting his head a little, “Did you not get your software update done last night?”

Bon’s joke seemed to do little to help with Michael’s mood, causing him to frown. His jokes always helped him, even if it was a little bit, so why not now?

“Fred? You good?”

Good, Michael hadn’t been “good” since he was with you. Bon sighed before shifting closer to Michael, peering at him with curious and worried eyes. “Fred? Anyone in there?”

Michael shifted his eyes back from the floor to Bon’s, a blush of embarrassment covering his face as he realized his lack of response. He shifted back a little, causing the humanoid bunny’s ears to droop a little. Though he quickly covered it up.

”Say Bon…do you know a {name} {last name}?”

“Uh”, Bon chewed on his lip again as he seemed to rack his brain for answers, “Not really? Actually I’m gonna give it to ya straight doc I don’t.”

“Right”, Michael sighed as he leaned against the wall. He looked around the Pizzaplex, his eyes seemed to dim. Bon said nothing as he leaned against the wall beside him, hesitantly grabbing Michael’s hand as an act of comfort.

“Are they uh, are they your friend or?…”

Michael opened his mouth to speak but he couldn’t seem to get the words out. What was he to say anyways? Hey my name’s actually Michael Afton and I’m possessing this humanoid animatronic. My dad’s a serial killer and my family’s dead.

“Bon do you trust me?”

“With my life”, the response was almost immediate and his grip on Michael’s hand seemed to tighten.

“I need to tell you something”, Michael glanced at Bon before releasing his hand, motioning for him to follow, “C’mon, we’ll go to my “room”.”

If someone were to search up a picture to match the word flabbergasted, Glamrock Bonnie’s current face would show up. He was gaping like a fish out of water at him, shifting on the orange couch.

Bon let out a dry laugh, “You uh, you sure are funny doc I’ll give you that. Seems like you really did miss that software update.”

Bon only chuckled nervously at Michael’s blank expression. A low and long sigh leaving him at the sight of it. “Okay Michael…so what do you want me to do with this information?”

“I want you to help me find out about {name}, just anything at all. You could ask Vanessa, you two are close.”

Bon raised an eyebrow as he got off of the couch, stretching, “She hates me. And she’s always looking at me like she wants to kill me or something. It’s weird.”

“I’ll help you the best I can Fred, but it’s only a matter of time before like, you’ll have to spill the beans”, Bon walked over and gave Michael’s shoulder a playful punch, “I’ll report back in a few sergant.”

Bon mock-saluted before leaving the room, leaving Michael alone once again. A sigh left him as he watched Bon almost hop away from the window. He could only hope that he would return with good news.

#glamrock freddy #glamrock bonnie #michael afton x reader #michael afton x you #michael afton #michael schmidt #fnaf x reader #fnaf #fnaf sb #fnaf sl #ennard #exotic butters #elizabeth afton #evan afton #william afton #henry emily #missing children #charlie emily #circus baby fnaf #glamrock chica #montgomery gator #roxanne wolf #jeremy fitzgerald #jeremike #vannessa fnaf #human fnaf

[autisticsupervillain]

It's Fictional Throwdown Friday!

This Week's Fighters...

The Deep vs The Daycare Attendant!

Conditions:

No Restrictions

Scenario:

Vought earns a sponsorship deal with Fazbear Entertainment to have one of the Seven advertise a new attraction at the Pizzaplex, an oceanic pirate themed world for Foxy. Unfortunately, the Daycare Attendant starts malfunctioning after getting soaked by the cheap water slide and attacks the Deep mid commercial.

Analysis: The Moon

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Ahem. Alright, sponsership over. Back to the fight. For all the incompetent bluster and sketchy corporate scheming of Fazbear Incorporated, the Pizzaplex is every bit the technological marvel its advertised as. Protected by a complex VR based security system and staffed by some of the most advanced AI on Earth, Fazbear's is decades ahead of its competitors. With fully functional and sentient animatronics around every cornet, a Fazbear location has never been more advanced. Or more dangerous.

From the murderously jealous Montgomery Gator to the vain and bully Roxanne Wolf, the animatronics have never been more capable of mimicking human behavior and enacting just as much human evil as old William Afton himself. Not that that's kept him from being behind this slaughter as well. After Afton's soul turned itself into a computer virus and escaped from hell via a VR game (don't question it), Willy continued his quest to kill children and gain immortality. Only he's already immortal now so I guess he's just killing kids for the hell of it. Using his soul as a virus, William infected the animatronics with the aptly named Afton Virus to turn them into child murdering monsters just like himself. But while each of the Pizzaplex's monsters is terrifying in their own way, none is more dangerous or more feared than the Daycare Attendant.

Sun and Moon were not initially supposed to be a Daycare Attendant at all. They were initially designed as a theater animatronic, acting out stories with a heroic and villainous personality for Sun and Moon respectively. When Fazbear's decided to ditch the program, they reprogrammed the animatronic to manage the daycare instead, scrubbing the Moon personality and reprogramming. It... didn't work. Moon stuck around as a glitch in Sun's programming that resurfaced whenever the lights went off. Not a problem, just keep the lights on. Maybe just have Moon act as a "bedtime" animatronic and use his terrifying face to sell sleeping aids.

But, then the Afton Virus got involved. While Sun's protocols against hurting children allowed it to resist the Virus, Moon had no such fail safe. It was a glitch in the system with no code to protect him. This bedtime helper swiftly became the deadliest midnight predator in the Pizzaplex.

Moon's rotating limbs and thin frame give him a superhuman degree of flexibility and agility, allowing it to scramble through tight slides meant for preschoolers without as much as slowing down. The wire strapped to its back allows it to soar anywhere he pleases within the Pizzaplex, swimming and dancing through the sky with effortless finesse. He uses his built-in illusion disks to coat the Pizzaplex in darkness from the perspective of its prey, covering their vision with thick star effects to disorient them. Its possible the Moon even uses this power to hide the wire attached to his back, making it appear as though its soaring through the air. Possibly. It is also possible the Daycare Attendant can just flat out fly, given the many instance both Moon and the other personalities of the Attendant are seen flying with no wire visible at all.

With the ability to mask its approach and strike from any conceivable direction, you'll never see the animatronic coming until its too late. There's no where to hide, not when Moon is arguably both the smartest and strongest animatronic out for blood in the Pizxaplex. Moon is stronger than the Glamrock animatronics by a considerable margin, capable of both knocking Glamrock Freddy out with a single blow and ripping the young child Gregory out of his metal stomach hatch, being the only pursuer smart enough realize Gregory is hiding in there. This make him unbelievably stronger than any ordinary human could be, as the Glamrocks themselves are shown to be remarkably strong. Monty is strong enough to smash the padlock on a steel gate in one punch and Roxy can, even while heavily damaged and missing her eyes, ram right through wooden doors without slowing. In order to do that much damage, her charge would gave to generate an energy around 516,644.24 joules.

Source:

You can't run. Moon will scoop you up from the sky. You can't hide. Moon's smart enough to find you. You can't even fight. Bright flashes of light don't mess with Moon's eye sensors like what happens to other animatronics. So, what can stop Moon?

Well, continuous exposure to bright lights will eventually allow Sun to overtake the Moon personality again, much like how darkness allows Moon's personality to become dominant. However, being kept in darkness for months on end can allow Moon to overtake Sun completely, purging his personality. But, even in that case, there's a fallback. Surprisingly, Fazbear Incorporated actually had the foresight to install a failsafe in case the Daycare Attendant got out of hand. A third personality named Eclipse serves as the robot's safe mode, overtaking both Sun and Moon when active to protext the guests from a personality's malfunction.

This is ultimately how the Daycare Attendant was saved from being completely corrupted by the Afton Virus. When a small child named Cassie activated the failsafe, Eclipse took over, keeping Moon from perging Sun's personality and stopping the rampage. While the Pizzaplex may now lie in Ruins, the suffering of the Daycare Attendant, and it's many personalities, has ended.

Analysis: The Deep

The Seven. The world's greatest superheroes, as Trademarked by Vought International. Their plethora of merchandise, movies, tv shows, and video games would have you believe they've saved the world countless times. That they're humble heroes who work to fight crime day and night. But nothing could be further from the truth.

In all actuality, all of Vought's heroes are little more than vain, egotistical celebrities who lord over their fame and fortune to do as they please. And none of Vought's corporate shills is more pathetic than The Deep.

Kevin Moskowitz landed a spot on the Seven for his unique aquatic abilities, allowing him to command aquatic sea creatures and breath underwater. In practice, this means he's used to stop sea crimes and shill for ocean world while otherwise twiddling his thumbs. Regardless, this meteoric rise in fame gave him an ego as big as his namesake, turning him into a womanizing manchild who is all to happy to leverage his position.

The Deep has used his connections to... force himself onto his female coworkers before. Quite frequently, in fact. Leaving his PR team to cover up the sea of ruined lives and tormented victims left in his wake. But, it all finally came to a head when the Deep used his standing to blackmail newest member Starlight into sex.

Starlight would go on to openly report her assault to a crowd of millions, completely ruining the Deep's reputation and tanking his career. Reassigned to Sandusky to be forgotten about, The Deep was dismissed as a disgusting monster to the public and a joke to his teammates.

Which... is not inaccurate. While The Deep is strong enough to overpower ordinary thugs, he's undoubtedly the weakest member of the Seven. Even A-Train, fresh off of a near fatal heart attack that crippled him for life, is strong enough to match him. The Deep os durable enough to survive the Mariana's Trench, a feat roughly equivalent to 49,8004.1896 joules, and durable enough to hurt those who can harm him, but outside water, that's about it.

Source:

That said, he can easily be a genuine threat when in his element. His control over sea life, including whales and sharks, makes him a force to be reckoned with in the sea. But on dry land... yeah, he's got nothing.

The Deep may not be the strongest of the Seven, but he's jn the running for one of the most vile.

Throwdown Breakdown:

I'm not gonna waste too much time on this one.

The Oceanic setting of this fight does give the Deep a chance of winning here if he takes the fight underwater to let his fishy friends join in, but he has little chance of doing that. With the slight strength gap and mid air maneuverability of the Moon, the Deep is going to struggle with getting the animatronic where he wants it. The Deep's only tangible combat experience comes from fighting ordinary goons that he's stronger than and his only showing of smarts comes from using his fame as leverage against other people, something that frequently bites him in the ass regardless.

Against someone who can just... fly away from all of the Deep's sea creatures, what is he really supposed to do? The Moon is, for all its failings, a genuine horror monster. If the Deep were an actual superhero, then you'd think he'd be used to fighting them all the time, right? But, he's not. He's just a literal washed up celebrity. Put him outside of his niche and he crumbles. Even if The Deep did somehow activate one of the less hostile personalities, they'd probably keep killing him anyways given who he is.....

Do you think Fazbear Entertainment would get a reputation boost from one of their machines killing a known rapist? I could definitely see them trying to spin this as "looking out for your children".

This Throwdown's Winner is...

The Daycare Attendant!

#fictional throwdown fridays #the boys #five nights at freddy's #fnaf daycare attendant #the deep

[dzthenerd490]

File: Five Nights at Freddy's - Springtrap

SCP#: AFL

Code Name: Springtrap, the first and last animatronic/William Afton, owner of Fazbear Entertainment

Object Class: Keter

Special Containment Procedures: SCP-AFL has been contained at Site-AC within a cryostasis pod. The pod is placed within a 4x4 meter room, two guards armed with Foundation assault rifles are to guard the outside of the door in four 6-hour shifts. Testing will not ever be approved out of fear of SCP-AFL gaining the ability to adapt and possess a new body. 

Description: SCP-AFL is the rotting corpse of Person of Interest: William Afton, the owner of the company and Group of Interest: Fazbear Entertainment. The corpse of William Afton is trapped within a spring locked animatronic suit. Quite similar to SCP-AFL's victims and products, William Afton died within the suit, and it became possessed with his soul as a result. While alive, William Afton was a deranged killer who enjoyed making state of the art animatronics and seeing what would happen if he used them to kill children. The situation would be considered karma had his death not resulted into the mutation of a new and dangerous monster we now call SCP-AFL.

SCP-AFL is essentially immortal and has been using its power to spread its influence over Fazbear Entertainment. SCP-AFL is persistent is performing experiments to get himself a new body through both satanic rituals and cybernetic technology. SCP-AFL has also created an A.I. assistant to help him achieve these tasks that resemble a modernized but sinister looking version of his golden bonnie suit. Foundation staff who have seen this entity call it SCP-AFL-Glitch, or glitch trap. 

SCP-AFL-Glitch is an A.I. created form the memories of SCP-AFL as William Afton that was somehow able to become a computer program that can infiltrate any form of technology. It regularly enters digital and online applications related to the company and stalks those who have bought and downloaded these products. It regularly tests them for compatibility to SCP-AFL's experiments and introduces hypnosis memetics to get them under control when they are confirmed to be compatible.  

SCP-AFL-Glitch will use hypnosis, memetics, and mental manipulation tactics to make the victim into a slave of SCP-AFL. SCP-AFL will regularly use these slaves to either create newer and more advanced animatronics for the company to continue his funding. Other times he uses them directly for his experiments to create the perfect body to fully resurrect himself. Thankfully none of these experiments were met with any success. 

SCP-AFL was discovered in 2023, as it was being used as an animatronic for the Fazbear Fright attraction. SCP-AFL burned the attraction to the ground when Foundation agents started to suspect he was in the area and had been hunting him ever since. He was finally found in 2031 when he used his influence and SCP-AFL-Glitch to keep the Fazbear Entertainment going even after all the controversies and lawsuits. The company the created the biggest establishment known as Freddy Fazbear's Mega Pizzaplex. There he was regularly brainwashing adults and having them kidnap and experiment on children without having any evidence lead back to the company. 

Mobile Task Force Dionysus-3 "The Party Package" infiltrated the building pretending to be a large family. They found several SCP-ADF-Β instances as well as victims of SCP-AFL-Glitch's manipulation. Unfortunately, all victims had to be taken down and most of the SCP-ADF-B instances had to be destroyed. Apparently, they were working to build a tunnel leading underground to the one of the original Fazbear Entertainment restaurants. SCP-AFL wanted to use this place as a base of operations to connect him to the entire building so he could control everything that happens. 

Thankfully MTF Dionysus-3 found him and restrained him before he could finish or get away. After he was brought into containment, The Department of Law and Detainment formed a semi-legal lawsuit against the company and shut it down for good. Without SCP-AFL's influence, the company was brought to ruin beyond repair and all their establishments shut down completely. However, the Pizzaplex building was never demolished due to a mass of disappearances of the demolition group. After this it was confirmed some of SCP-AFL's experiments were trapped in the building and growing and mutating as a result. This has led to the building becoming hazardous and appropriately labeled as SCP-[data expunged].

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[animationstarlover1983]

Fnaf system reboot au

Main characters villains: info descriptions (canon)

1. Glitchtrap/Mimic: a digital rabbit mascot and the main antagonist of the au story. Glitchtrap is the digital copy of series villain William afton who now wishes to gain power/knowledge and immortality, glitchtrap also wishes to restore William aftons body to its prime and take over the pizzaplex, glitchtrap also discovers that he has a special power to influence/corrupted anyone with his digital essence he comes into contact with and turn them into evil cult like followers, now mimic is getting to gather followers to continue is work. Species: digital ghost/reborn soul. Soul: William afton. Date of creation: unknown. Appearance: glitchtrap’s appearance is similar to his game counterpart but instead his eyes are gray and only turn purple when using his powers or feeling strong emotions, he also wears a purple suit and pants. Personality: glitchtrap is sinister, intelligent, unstable, self centered, narcissistic, egotistical, overconfident, envious, greedy, sadistic. Facts/info: in this au glitchtrap has a god complex, this glitchtrap was inspired by the thin man (little nightmares 2) and hawk moth (miraculous). Powers: digital character physiology, computer virus physiology, data/code manipulation, technology/machinery possession, virtual reality/augmented reality control, hologram projection, shapeshifting, techno screen transportation, spiritual awareness, ghost haunting, telepathy, influence/corruption, digital evolution, digital consciousness copy/transfer. Skills: genius level intelligence, strategic planning, raw cunning, adept learning, intuition, manipulation/deception, engineering expertise, killing/torture expertise. Likes: himself, family/friends, robotics, engineering/tinkering, fantasy, control, rabbits. Dislikes: Henry Emily, Charlotte Emily, Michael afton, people getting in his way. Goals: put his family back together in his own twisted image, gain power/knowledge and immortality, build his cult and spread his influence in order to continue his work, ruin fazbear entertainment, kill people, capture the blob.

2. Vanny/VANNI: a corrupted digital ai mask and the 2nd main antagonist of the au story. Vanny is one of glitchtraps cult like disciples, vanny unlike the others started as a program but was soon turned into a chaotic/sentient ai mask, she was made specifically to take over and control anyone who wore her. Species: haunted mask/digital ai network ghost. Date of creation: unknown. Appearance: vanny real form is the vanni mask but when she’s in network form she looks like a glitchy rabbit ghost, she has pink glowing eyes and a white/brown color scheme. Personality: VANNI is chaotic, reluctant, irritable, frustrated, psychotic, self centered, unhinged, sadistic, playful. Facts/info: in this au vanny is inspired by majora’s mask and carnage, vanny believes herself to be glitchtraps daughter but she don’t listen and prefers to do what she pleases, vanny holds a unknown grudge for humans due to a superiority/inferiority complex. Powers: peak human condition, advance ai/inbuilt e-manual, techno transportation, virtual/augmented reality warping, glitchtrap virus mutation, spiritual awareness. Skills: high intelligence, raw cunning, intuition, manipulation, deception, stealth, master of disguise, computer expertise, resourcefulness, craftsmanship. Likes: herself, playing games, kidnapping people, costumes, winning. Dislikes: being told what to do, losing, failure. Goals: cause absolute chaos throughout the pizzaplex, kidnap people in the pizzaplex and force them to play her dangerous games/puzzles/challenges forever and become her prisoners, capture Gregory and Freddy.

3. Tiger rock: A animatronic tiger and a main antagonist of the au story. Tiger rock was built around the time the pizzaplex first opened and was meant to be a member of the glamrock band but due to a incident that left a number of guest harmed he was decommissioned and locked away in the utility tunnels, eventually he was freed and recruited by glitchtrap to be part of the malhare followers. Species: animatronic tiger/reborn soul. Soul: David Murray. Date of creation: unknown (early). Appearance: (his appearance is the exact same as tiger rock book cover except his blue eye is replaced with a purple eye). Personality: tiger rocks personality is a mixed combination of both positive and negative data from people. Fun fact: tiger rock was the very first pizzaplex animatronic built. Powers: animatronic physiology (immense strength/immense speed/immense agility/immense durability/advance ai/inbuilt e-manual/creative generator), coding/hacking, robotic limb extension, virtual/augmented reality manipulation, spiritual awareness. Skills: high intelligence, adept learning, intuition, intimidation, manipulation, deception. Likes: friends/family, plushies, parties, music, loud noises, copying others. Dislikes: unknown. Goals: help glitchtrap take over the pizzaplex, destroy the glamrocks.

4. Percy Dylan burrows/pdb/patient 46: A 12 year old boy and a main antagonist of the au story. Percy is the anonymous and nefarious patient 46 and loyal servant to glitchtrap/mimic virus. Species: human/glitchtrap virus mutant. Date of birth: unknown. Sexuality: heterosexual. Appearance: percy has long gray hair and amber eyes, he wears a green/purple t-shirt under a Tiger themed jacket and pants, other times he wears a tiger costume and mask, when using his abilities he looks like a sludge monster. Personality: Percy is two faced, on the outside he’s confident, charismatic, friendly, creative, laid back, level headed, helpful, but on the inside he’s self centered, mysterious, cunning, manipulative, deceptive, playful, spoiled, selfish. Fun fact: in the story ggy he’s known as pdb but in this au this is who he is, he’s also a willing and loyal follower due to having a troubling backstory. Powers: enhanced human condition, spiritual awareness, glitchtrap virus mutation. Skills: genius level intelligence, raw cunning, strategic planning, adept learning, intuition, leadership, manipulation, deception, stealth, master of disguise, computer science expertise, coding/hacking. Likes: himself, glitchtrap, family, being in control, causing chaos and problems, coding/hacking, manipulating/deceiving others, pranks, causing chaos, rabbits, candy, arcade games/video games. Dislikes: Gregory, Vanessa, Freddy, the pizzaplex animatronics and entertainment bots, flowers, bright lights, outside, sports. Goals: serve glitchtrap and do as he pleases.

#fnaf #fnaf william afton #fnaf vanny #alternate universe #the mimic #fnaf patient 46

[trashyswitch]

Two Minds Think Alike

Vanny had just welcomed this stranger, William, into her head: a beige bunny with a shady past. As she tries to understand who they are and what their motives are, she discovers a fun little secret about her new bunny friend.

This fanfic was suggested by @trashylever on Tumblr. This is my first lee!Glitchtrap fanfic! So trashylever, and everyone else, I hope you enjoy!

Vanny was still trying to get used to there being more people in her head than just...herself. He kinda just introduced himself, said ‘I need a home’ and embedded himself into Vanny’s brain without a proper introduction. She didn’t even know who he was. And yet here he is: living in her head. If she’s gonna learn to live with him, she’s gonna have to get to know him.

Vanny closed her eyes and pushed herself deeper into her head. There, she saw the bunny being that had joined her head. Vanny decided to start off like all exchanges do: with names.

“So...Do you...have a name besides Glitchtrap?” Vanny asked. “Or something less mysterious than…’Malhare’?” Vanny asked, using quotations.

The being turned to her with a tired, bored face. “...Afton.” He replied.

Afton? Wait...Why did that name sound strangely familiar?

“Is that...a first name? Or a last name?” Vanny asked.

The bunny groaned and got up. “William. William Afton. Happy?” they spat at her.

Vanny raised her eyebrows. This person’s got quite the attitude. They sound pissed...over a need for a name. “Yes, thank you.” Vanny shot back.

The being looked at her before looking away.

“Are...Are you gonna ask me for a name? Or am I supposed to just give you a name?” Vanny asked.

The guy...William...looked at her from the corner of their eye and looked back down again. “You’re a teenage girl. That’s all I need to know.” the person said.

Vanny sighed and sat down on the ground. “Great...I’m expected to live with THIS-” She pointed to the bunny in front of her, “-For the rest of my life.” Vanny muttered out loud.

The bunny sighed. “Life isn’t fair, sunshine.” They muttered.

Vanny widened her eyes and turned to the bunny with a frown. “Excuse me?!” she walked right up to the bunny and pushed them down with her foot. “Just who do you think you are?!”

The bunny looked up at her with a frown. Then, they scoffed. “Try looking up my name. That’ll give you a pretty good idea.” they spat with a dangerous look in their eyes. Vanny growled and left her mind.

Vanny opened her eyes and hopped onto her phone. She typed the name ‘William Afftin’ into the search bar.

[A-f-t-o-n. AfTON.] the bunny corrected.

Vanny sighed and fixed the name. ‘William Afton’. She clicked the search button and watched as tons of links showed up right away. Tons of links about ‘child killer’, ‘The Man Behind The Slaughter’ and ‘Fazbear Entertainment’ came up. Vanny’s expression turned from annoyed to surprised in a single second. Child killer? Child killer?

She clicked one of the links. This brought up pictures of happy kids, and blurred images of their corpses beside the happy images. They were mostly aged 5 to age 10! Names of previously missing children filled her brain as she read them: Charlie...Cassidy...Fritz...Gabriel...Jeremy… And Susie.

[They were interesting kids. Somewhat ignored by the adults there. No one even noticed they went missing until they got home. Stupid people…] The bunny told her.

Vanny widened her eyes. Holy...How did he-

Vanny scrolled down and looked at the other pictures that came up. There were photos taken of...suits?

[Animatronics. Big robots with endoskeletons and programming designed for anything you want. In this instance, they were disguised as animals and made for kids entertainment. We were the talk of the town at the time! Freddy Fazbear and the Band. Kids loved it.] The bunny explained.

Freddy Fazbear- WAIT A SECOND! “That VR Video Game was based on real life?!” Vanny reacted.

[Yup. That game itself was Fazbear Entertainment’s way of saving their tarnished reputation of child-killing machines. Every entertainment spot the Fazbear company opened, ended up with at least one child or person killed from robot malfunctions.] The bunny explained.

Vanny frowned as she looked at the missing kids. “It wasn’t just robot malfunctions...It was murders too.” Vanny mentioned. “You were the cause of those murders! You killed up to 5 children!” Vanny reacted.

[Yup. Indeed I did.] The bunny replied.

Vanny huffed as she put her phone down and went into her head again. “Why?” She asked. “Did you know them personally? Why would you specifically choose to kill them?” She asked.

“Does it matter?” The bunny asked as they stood up. “I just did.” they replied.

Vanny looked at the bunny. “You’re not a bunny. I wanna see what you really look like.” Vanny told them.

William sighed and closed their eyes. “There’s plenty of images on the World Wide Web to give you a good picture.” they told her.

“I don’t want to use the internet. I wanna see you. The real you.” She told them. “That is, if your former self was programmed into your code.” Vanny mentioned.

William rolled his eyes. “I have no former self anymore. This is it. I’m a glitch shown as a bunny.” William explained.

“You know technology has advanced enough to change your appearance, right?” Vanny mentioned.

William gave her a dirty look. “Well maybe,” William walked closer to Vanny. “Someone didn’t put that into account when programming me into the fucking game!” William spat at her. Then, he leaned his head back a bit. “I’m afraid this is as close as you’re gonna get.” William turned around and walked away.

Vanny let out heavy breaths as she processed the words hidden under his overwhelmingly rude attitude. Despite not actually being responsible for how William’s brain and personality was handled, Vanny still felt hurt by his words. This man, who was once a physical being, is now stuck inside a girl’s head. Even worse: a teenage girl’s head.

Vanny closed her eyes and frowned as she looked at him. “Why…”

William hummed and tilted his head as he looked at pictures hidden in her head.

“Why choose me...of all people?” Vanessa asked.

William smiled a little at that question. He turned around and looked at her with purple, glowing eyes. “Because your curiosities can lead you down a really dark path if you let it.” William told her. “...And maybe I can help you with that.” William offered.

Vanny widened her eyes and stared at the bunny in both horror and awe.

William chuckled at her reaction. “The internet has offered you endless chances to satisfy your curiosities and yet…” William looked at their own hand. “You stop yourself.”

Vanny bit her lip and lifted her head up. “W-Well...that kind of job takes a lot of work to clean and cover up.” Vanny admitted. “And I don’t want the police finding out about my internet searches. They could see me as a suspect.” She added.

William chuckled at the last part. “There are always incognito modes.” William reminded her. “And as a guy who’s been there and done that, I will help you through all the steps. But only if you agree…” William offered.

Vanny’s awe-struck face shrunk down as she backed away. No...No she shouldn’t! She’s worked this hard trying to make a life for herself! She can’t ruin that now!

William hummed and waved their index finger. “Mmm...there’s that doubt. There’s the part of you that’s trying to return back to normal life.” William pointed out. “But that normalcy will not satisfy that instinct inside you. I’ve tried. Eventually, it found a crack and broke right through it. You’ll be better off starting early than spending your life trying to hide it. After all: Therapy always teaches you to let it out rather than shove it inside you.” William explained.

Vanny considered correcting him, but realised that he was still staying true to the facts. So, she let him talk more.

William walked closer to Vanny and gave her a charming, yet sadistic kind of smile. “You and I have something special in common: you and I both wanted to know things only the dark part of the web could provide you.” William said. “I’ve already answered all my curiosities. But you...You’re waiting to get your full answers. The world tells you to stay true to the law...yet your instincts tell you otherwise...” William explained. He started taking steps back.

“Besides: you gotta remember that everyone only has one life. It’s why I’ve been prolonging my life for as long as I have!” William explained. He spun himself around, sprinted up to Vanny and grabbed her shoulders. “Look at me! I’m in my triple digits now! I should be long dead! But I’m not! I’ve cheated death!” William declared with genuine excitement. “And now I have a chance to restart my killing spree...with a new body, and a loyal partner...something I lacked the first time.” William said eagerly.

Vanny smiled at the thought.

“So:” William held out his hand. “Will you be my new partner in crime?” William asked.

Vanny’s smile grew. It was a hard offer to resist. She’s been wanting to do this for so long. And now, she actually has the chance! Finally, after some thought, Vanny nodded and shook his hand. “I’d love to.” Vanny replied.

The two of them spent some time determining their action plans. With just a few google searches, William and Vanny were able to find a new Fazbear Mall that was opening up. And as luck would have it, they were hiring! So, Vanny pulled up her resume. With William’s previous business experience, he helped her sort out her slightly jumbled resume and cover letter. Before they knew it, the resume and the cover letter was sent to the business email. Now, all they had to do was wait.

While they waited, Vanny snuck back into her brain and looked at the bunny with curious eyes. “So...William Afton.” Vanny walked up and poked his shoulder. “What’s your little secret?” She asked.

William looked at her with confusion. “What do you mean ‘secret’?” William clarified.

“My deep secret is that I like really dark things. And I know you do too. But do you have another little secret you’d like to share?” Vanny asked.

William raised their eyebrows and smiled a little. “Like I’d ever share any secrets with you…”

Vanny frowned a bit. “Well, it’s only fair.” She told them. “Plus: we’re living with each other. I gotta know at least a few things about you.” She continued. “And specifically you...not just your history.”

William raised an eyebrow. The bunny had to admit she was stubborn. “Well...Okay.” William took a moment to think. “I was a father of three kids...all who I’ve outlived because… circumstances…” William admitted with a chuckle.

Vanny looked down with wide eyes. “Yyyyup...may or may not have found that within your history search.” Vanny admitted awkwardly.

William let out a laugh. “Wow! Okay.”

Vanny walked up to him. “Did you ever get tattoos when you were younger?” Vanny asked, grabbing his arm and looking at it.

William widened his eyes. “Uuuuuuhhh-” William pulled his arm out of her grip. “No. Even if I did, you’re not gonna see it on me now.” William mentioned.

Vanny looked down at the middle of his bunny tummy and gasped. “Look!” Vanny poked a visible light green little circle. “You have a bunny belly button!” she cooed.

William yelped and doubled over, wrapping both his arms around his belly. “HEY! No touching.” William warned.

Vanny raised an eyebrow and crossed her arms. “Why? You ticklish?” Vanny asked. “Is de bunny wabbit ticklish?” Vanny teased as she tried to poke his belly.

“No!” William yelled back, slapping her hands away. “And stop that! I am a grown man!” William yelled at her.

“Hmmm…” Vanny leaned over and stared at the bunny’s side while poking it a couple times. “Maybe a grown bunny…” She gave the belly a squeeze. William shrieked and slapped her arm away. “But a grown man?! There’s NO way!” Vanny teased, sticking her tongue out.

William growled. “Bite me!” he shouted with visible teeth.

Vanny stared at him with starry eyes. Even though William was trying to scare her into stopping, his bunny image didn’t help him at all. If anything, it just made things worse! Vanny giggled and snorted at his attempts to frighten her. Lastly: Vanny brought her index finger up to William’s nose and…

*Beep!*

William squeaked and held his nose in surprise and...almost fear. He made his eyes go cross-eyed as he tried to look at his nose, which only added to the cuteness. The moment Vanny let out an excited squeal however, William shot her a glare out of the corner of his eye.

“Don’t even THINK about pulling those stupid, childish-” William yelped as his backside was poked.

“OMG! Your back is ticklish too?!” Vanny reacted. William tried to turn around, but was caught by one of Vanny’s arms around his shoulders. With her free hand, Vanny started crawling her fingers slowly up his back. William’s eyes widened almost immediately as his lips formed a wobbly and crooked smile.

“Oooooh! I see it’s not just your spine…” Vanny started scratching the back ribs. “The sides of your back are ticklish too!” Vanny reacted.

William let out a muffled yelp and shook his head. “SSSTAHAP-!” He yelled at her.

“OH! I’m close! I’m cracking your wall down!” Vanny teased excitedly.

Then, Vanny moved one hand up to the rabbit ears. “I wonder…” She started tickling the inner ear just as a small test. The moment William moved his rabbit ear away and wheezed, Vanny IMMEDIATELY covered his ears with tickles! It was so hard to resist not going for it, when the perfect opportunity had come up!

Now Vanny was tickling his ears menacingly and listening to every laugh, squeak, titter and giggle that left his mouth. It had actually surprised William just how well the programming managed to replicate his laughter as well! Things have REALLY changed since he was younger.

“VAHAHANNYHYHY! THAHAHAT’S EHEHENOHOHOUGH!” William tried to tell her.

“Hell no it’s not! We have tons of time! I still have a response to wait for from the Fazbear company that YOU used to work for. So now I’m just quickly waiting! And while I wait…” Vanny started tickling the base of William’s bunny ears. “-I can see just how ticklish you really are!” Vanny declared.

“NOHOHOHO! UHUHUN- AAHAHAHA-! UHUHUNFAHAHAIR!” William yelled at her.

“Oh I KNOW it’s unfair. But wanna know something else that’s unfair?” Vanny asked rhetorically. “Refusing to tell me a secret of yours after you found out about mine!” Vanny replied to her own question. “Now THAT’S unfair! And just downright rude!” Vanny added.

William shook his head, flapping his ears around as she attacked the vulnerable base of his ears. “NAHAHAHAHEHEHEHEHEHE! COHOME OHOHOHON VAHAHAHAHANNY!”

Vanny smirked. “Whaddaya mean ‘come on’? Are you challenging me?” Vanny asked.

William shrieked and turned himself around to get away. Sadly, this just didn’t work. Vanny quickly wrapped her sneaky arm around William’s back and waist, and used her arm to dip him backwards like they had just flashbacked to the 20’s.

William yelped and giggled quite bashfully at this sudden turn of events, but was immediately thrown back into his frustrated frenzy the moment Vanny tickled all over his belly. “NoHO! VANNY! IHIHIHI’LL KIHIHILL YOHOHOHOU!” William threatened as he fell into another hysterical laughing fit.

“Ooooooh! I see…” Vanny said to herself while she poked and prodded at the green circle that highlighted the bunny’s belly button. “You don’t really have a belly button! Just a little green circle that sticks it out from your tummy.” Vanny explained to herself.

“YEHEHES! YOHOHOU HAHAVE YOHOHOUR AHANSWEHER! NOHOW LEHEHET MEHE GOHOHOHO!” William ordered.

Vanny rolled her eyes with a smile and continued to tickle his belly. “Ever heard of manners? Even dogs develop better manners than you!” Vanny teased.

William growled through his laughter and started to push her away. Vanny sighed and stopped tickling his belly. William went limp in her arms as bits of sweat started to fall down the bunny’s face. Was...was that just an overexaggerated emotion?! Or was William actually able to ‘sweat’? “Ohokahay. Can...can you put me down?...pleeeease?” William asked. His attempts to be polite sounded very childish. But, it somewhat worked.

Vanny smiled and laid William back down. “I-Thank you. Though, you didn’t need to lay me- HAHAHA! HEHEHEHEY- YOUSONOFA- EEEEEHEHEHEHEK!” William accidentally interrupted himself. It turns out that Vanny couldn’t resist sneaking a tickle or two onto his ears again.

“No more statements, Giggly Willy. Just a thank you will work well.” Vanny told him as she stopped fully this time.

William grabbed onto his ears and curled up into a little ball on the floor of Vanny’s mind. It was...Quite hilarious to see a tough, put together man doing such a childish move.

“I...Am content with wo-working with you, but…*huff*...C-Could we keep the tickle attacks to a minimum?” William asked.

Vanny hummed as she thought. She finally sighed. “Fine. Once a month.” she told him. “I’ll tickle you once a month.”

William looked up at her and uncurled himself. “Wanna move that to twice a month?” William asked.

Vanny blinked in surprise. “Bi-weekly?! I thought you wanted to keep the tickling to a minimum.” Vanny reacted.

“For-forget that. I don’t mind them.” William admitted casually.

Vanny did everything in her power to not throw her hands in the air and shower him with tickles. But she knew one thing for sure:

Vanny is never letting William live this down!

#vanny is the reluctant follower #william afton is a jerk #vanny is sassy #light angst #mind manipulation #tell me your secrets #ticklefic #ler!vanny #lee!william #william afton is advanced programming now #bickering #pre-fnaf security breach

[vrisik]

I’ve been searching for CRUMBS of Michael content for the SB game, I’d love to hear your ideas about how he could be/ is possessing Glamrock Freddy! :0

Honestly this theory will probably end up being completely false and I only really half believe it myself, but it's my favourite theory from this game anyway.

The biggest pieces of evidence that there may be something going on with Freddy is during the Afton ending where we learn that the pizza plex is built on top of the burnt down pizza simulator location. Freddy himself says that he had been here before, implying that Vanny had forced him and the other glamrock animatronics to do something down there.

He says that he now has a choice on what he wants to do and that somehow he has changed, suggesting something has happened between when he was last here and now preventing Vanny from being able to control him anymore. He also says his friends are here which could either mean he knows the other glamrock animatronics are down there, which they are, or he could be refering to that amalgamation of previous animatronics which is down there and the souls within it, if there are still any. Personally I think he's talking about the glamrock animatronics and when he says they're angry and confused he's saying that the others also what to protect Gregory but can't because they are being controlled. However if he is refering to the older animatronics then it doesn't make sense how he would know anything about that unless he was around when they were.

After this he then says:

This is very clear indication that there is something going on with Freddy and that there is something else inside of him, and considering the amount of possessed animatronics in these games it wouldn't be too surprising if he also was and that is what he is refering to here. If Freddy is possessed he most like became that way while at the old pizza sim location, the place where Michael's body is. It's not impossible that he came across Michael's body and Michael possessed him, expecially since now because of this Vanny seems to no longer be able to control Freddy and glitchtrap can't very easily during this ending either. Of course this could be explained by he is malfuctioning, which it seems like he is considering the start cutscene where he passes out on stage, but it could also be explained that this is Michael fighting back against them.

Freddy also seems to know things he shouldn't, specifically knowing who glitchtrap/William is despite never meeting him.

Freddy calls glitchtrap "he" here and doesn't seem confused as to who he is, suggesting he knows him. If Michael is possessing him that would explain how he knows who glitchtrap is as Michael would easily conclude it is his father. There is a chance that Freddy had met glitchtrap before while being forced to do something down at the pizza sim location however, so it might not be Michael at all telling him this and instead Freddy just already knows him.

I think if Michael is possessing Freddy that Michael isn't really fully there. Freddy is still just an extremely advanced AI and isn't aware of the fact he is possessed, until maybe the Afton ending, but Michael is there in the back of his mind influencing him. Freddy clearly doesn't remember being Michael and has his own thoughts and memories, like him remembering and missing Bonnie when Michael wouldn't feel that way. This could just as easily suggest he isn't possessed by Michael but if he is then Michael probably is not the one controlling and talking through Freddy, he's just there in the background.

Freddy wanting to protect Gregory so much could be due to Michael influencing him. Not only does Gregory look like Michael's brother (who I'll just call Evan here), but also Michael lost his 2 sibings to animatronics, he wouldn't want another child to die due to them. You could explain that the reason Freddy is protecting Gregory is because he's programmed to protect children, which definitely is true, but it does seem like Gregory is especially important to Freddy, which since he looks like Evan would make sense if the reason for that is Michael inside of him. Michael clearly feels terrible for what he did to Evan so Gregory would instantly be somebody he wants to protect and look after. Freddy even says himself he doesn't know why he's helping Gregory suggesting theres something telling him he needs to that even he doesn't understand.

There is a pretty big problem with this however. Michael knows how dangerous animatronics can be and if he wanted to protect Gregory there is no way he would let him fight the other animatronics and climb inside of Freddy to move around. Yes Freddy is clearly worried for Gregory when he first meets him and he's inside his stomach hatch but after that doesn't seem to care about Gregory being in there at all which if Michael was possessing him wouldn't make much sense. Though it could be that since Freddy isn't being controlled by Michael and only influcenced by him Freddy decided it was ok despite what Michael would want.

There's definitely more evidence that I've forgotten about but that's most of it. If Glamrock Freddy is possessed it being Michael who's possessing him makes the most sense to me. Michael has been the one fighting against William for decades so since a new version of William is now around as glitchtrap it would make sense for Michael to come back again in some way to fight against him to. There are a lot of problems with this theory however, and I do prefer the idea that Michael has finally moved on along with his family, but it doesn't seem completely impossible to be true.

#watch matpat disprove this in a week lmao #even i dont fully believe this myself but my love for michael and glamrock freddy makes me love this theory so much #fnaf #EDIT: matpat believes this too lol

[makinaorbia]

The New Era

I wanted to just spill my thoughts on where things are going now based on Security Breach and what I picked up from the previous games. I had dipped out of the FNAF games and lore for awhile but Security Breach brought me back cause of how much of a mix up it was and now I’m a little upset at what I missed, BUT I hope this new Era continues.

What I mean by that? I’ve seen some people upset that Security Breach tramples on the work Michael did to free the souls trapped in the animatronics and put an end to William’s shit, but unfortunately because Fazbear Entertainment is cheap as shit, they unknowingly gave William a gateway to becoming a digital form.

I’m hoping that because he uploaded himself into Burntrap that when Molten Freddy chomped him, he’s trapped for good. It seems like that cave collapsed so I think any wired connection he could’ve had may have been snapped during the collapse. I hope that’s the case and we can continue with Vanny’s story, who unfortunately may not have been saved since the True Ending had nothing to do with freeing her and with stopping Afton.

Enough about William though. I saw some people upset that Molten Freddy existed and was proof that those children weren’t free and instead trapped in that demonic amalgamation...but what if they aren’t? 

I think this new Era, since it’s bleeding into modern tech in the future (the advanced nature of the Glamrocks is proof of this) will be exploring AIs and the “I think therefore I am” route. Which I am ALL FOR. I love that shit. I think it might be possible that the souls acting vengefully within those animatronics caused the AI in them to go deviant (Detroit: Become Human lingo here) and that’s why they lashed out at Afton in the Canon Ending. They may lash out at any human in fact as it seems you have to be in Freddy to go down to that area.

I don’t believe that Michael is Freddy. I believe the only reason Freddy was spared is likely one or two things. Freddy was booted in Safe mode at the beginning of the game and this halted any spread of the Afton Virus in his system. If anyone has ever booted their computer in Safe Mode, it allows you to navigate and solve issues (more often than not) without the virus interference. Freddy is in Safe Mode because of the malfunction and the others *aren’t* so the virus is running rampant in them unfortunately, so they can’t control themselves. I think this is also why Freddy kills you if he runs out of power when you’re in him. Safe mode will shut down and he snaps when the virus unleashes full force before he shuts down entirely. 

Additionally (or Alternatively) we know that Fazbear Entertainment reuses parts all of the time, and part of me is curious if Freddy’s AI has been reused for years, and if so, how many? How far back does his memory go? If it goes back extremely far, I think this might be another reason why he acts as he does. AI learns over time and with the amount of knowledge his AI would have now, I wouldn’t be surprised if he expressed some deviancy outside his expected programming.

Another odd thing is that Freddy doesn’t have any Errant Behavior logs for him. He’s the only animatronic aside from Glamrock Bonnie and the Daycare Attendant (who has a ton of other issues) to not have any. Freddy has always been fine. I think Freddy’s system might be the strongest out of everyone. Even more so than Chica’s. We know that the original animatronics was just Freddy (Fredbear) and Bonnie and then Chica was added later. The two of them are the original and I think it also might tie into Freddy’s grief about him. It might go deeper than we realize. 

I’m also in the belief that Bonnie was investigating and he ended up getting decommissioned by Vanny as a result of his poking around. Freddy himself is willing to investigate when he knows something is wrong and in game actually makes comments about filing *complaints* about systems he thinks are putting people in danger. The fire escape system requiring VIP access a big example of that. If he was just a scripted program, he wouldn’t do anything like that and just fall in line with the company policy. He’s making an active decision about issues he sees. I feel like this absolutely could’ve been the case with Bonnie. These are no longer just scripted animatronics. They’re absolutely highly intelligent AIs at this point, bordering on Sentient beings. I definitely think Freddy would pass the Turing Test :)

Also, remember when you go down in the area where Molten Freddy is? Freddy mentions “his friends are here”, that “i cleared the path”, “i didn’t have a choice”, I think that Freddy is infected with the Afton virus but because of him being in Safe mode (as mentioned up above) he can keep his conscious about him. What I think this reveals though is that the Afton Virus override doesn’t shut down the animatronics conscious and forces them to be puppets, but they are still aware of what they’re doing and DON’T WANT TO. “they are so angry, and confused...” They don’t know what’s happening to them. I feel like this is what happened to the older animatronics as well. While the child souls intentions weren’t to manipulate like Afton does, I feel like what the Afton Virus does and the possession does might be VERY similar. 

The others are conscious but trapped as Afton controls them. Same as before, but this time Freddy and the others stopped it and it’s likely that when Afton got crushed, when the others were rebuilt, they probably were freed from that control.  At least I hope so.

Anyways, I know that was a lot of rambling but I do think that this is moving from the souls possessing the animatronics to the Sentient AIs arc. I love that shit, so I’m happy. I hope that’s the case. The Afton arc should be closed. If it isn’t then I think what’s going to end up happening is Glamrock Freddy with Gregory might end up trying to destroy Fazbear Entertainment for good. The King of the Empire burns it all down. Fazbear Entertainment literally made Freddy, it brought him into existence, but the pain its caused is undeniable and as someone who was created to Entertain and make people happy, as someone who’s growing a conscious over time and learning what’s happening, I wouldn’t be surprised if he decided this was the best way to do things. It’s what he feels at his core, what he learned. It’s similar to humans we’re brought into the world and taught basic things but over time we learn and shift our goals around those cores. These AIs just learn in a different way but it’s still VERY similar imo.

Also note that they don’t rebuild Freddy (the literal face of the Franchise) in one of the endings and Monty just takes over? I think that’s Vanny’s doing. Why? Freddy’s AI is too strong in terms of stopping trouble when he sees it. Can’t have a repeat of what happened! It’s probably what happened to Bonnie too. Monty was literally advertised as the new face of the franchise despite everything having Freddy’s damn face on everything. That’s astronomically more expensive than just remaking Freddy. Either they can’t duplicate AIs or Freddy’s AI (probably like Bonnie’s) is too likely to go deviant and stop their practices. 

I hope Glamrock Freddy stays as a protagonist in the series and doesn’t revert back. I don’t see a reason for him to do so. I know Security Breach has gotten a lot of bad reception and good reception for various reasons, but I think the objectively good thing everyone agrees on is that Glamrock Freddy was the biggest highlight of the game and his relationship with Gregory more so. The Found Family trope hits hard for a lot of people. I dunno if Steel Wool will ever see this rambling but people ADORE the characters, it’s just the game’s massive bugs and unanswered questions that has a lot of people upset, but the characters themselves? *Chef’s kiss*. I would love to see a Daytime mode for the Pizzaplex but that’s just me seeking more with the other animatronics to confirm their advanced nature. 

Also...GLAMROCK BONNIE DLC! GLAMROCK BONNIE DLC!.... Please ;w;

God I want to be right and that Bonnie’s aggressive nature in other games just translated into him being faster and more active therefore moving faster when he saw trouble in THIS game. Aggressiveness isn’t always a bad thing, it could’ve meant Bonnie took the initiative when he saw some fuckery happening. I don’t think the Glamrock animatronics are inherently murderous so I don’t think Bonnie was either. We have literally no reason to think that outside of “Oh well he was aggressive in the other games”. Okay? Freddy was also a taunting, sadistic, and malicious animatronic in the other games. Laughing at you and his Winter rendition will literally mock you through messages. Glamrock Freddy is the opposite. Literal Care bear and doting. I’m sorry but that argument that Bonnie was stirring up trouble and trying to kill Monty doesn’t hold up to me. At all since you could apply it to Freddy as well but it falls apart there. 

To clarify, I don’t think Monty killed Bonnie either. Genuinely do not. I think it was all Vanny and she had S.T.A.F.F. bots jump this poor man. 

OH SPEAKING OF THE S.T.A.F.F. BOTS! You know that room in the sewers with all of those notes and glowing bot heads? Have you all looked at those notes and see what they said? The code roughly translates “Why am I”, “hide”, roughly in some cases “Why me”. If memory recalls correctly, I believe some of them even say “I am alive” or “We are alive”. Which heavily implies they’re sentient, but these are obviously not possessed animatronics. There’s far too many. Not to mention they wouldn’t write in binary if they were child victims possessing them. Like the Glamrocks, they were vandalized and corrupted, forced to do Vanny’s bidding and are trapped in their shell, worse yet they can’t really speak either.  The phrase “I am alive” is also used in a lot of Media when referencing sentience in robots, as it’s a thing frequently disregarded by many humans (for good reasons but sometimes bad). If this is the case for the S.T.A.F.F. bots, I have NO DOUBT that the Glamrocks are Sentient AIs. 

#fnaf #fnaf security breach #fnaf freddy #glamrock freddy #glamrock animatronics #security breach #theories #ramblings #afton #Vanny #fazbear entertainment #steel wool studios #glamrock bonnie #s.t.a.f.f. bots #i think therefore i am #fnaf theory #security breach theory #freddy fazbear

[blood-and-pizza]

Been brainstorming a lot about my personal FNAF AU, which I'm calling the Fazbear Estate AU.

So, in this AU, no murders have taken place. William Afton never killed anyone, but he's still kind of an asshole. Also, all the animatronics have incredibly advanced A.I. that allows them to think and learn just as any human might (without remnant involved). They're basically people made of metal and wires, and this causes some moral conundrums for Fazbear Entertainment.

Anyway, Henry and William realized early on that their creations were alive. Rather than decommission their older animatronics, they used their wealth to buy a large piece of private property for the animatronics to live on, as a sort of retirement home. This property is referred to as Fazbear Estate, and has multiple buildings on it. There's a large mansion that serves as the main living space for most of the animatronics. There's also a small cottage where Fredbear and Spring Bonnie live together. And finally, there's a large house where human staff members live; these humans live on the property to repair and perform maintenance on the animatronics as necessary.

So, my role in this AU is that I'm the newest tech to be hired for the repair team. My job is to fix any programming issues or glitches the animatronics may experience. While I'm working at the estate, I'm training to do mechanic work as well by being present for repairs and taking notes. This is because my ultimate goal is to build my own animatronics someday.

Now, because the animatronics don't get to leave Fazbear Estate very often, and because they don't get a lot of visitors, they often tend to try and bond with the human staff, with varying degrees of success. And they take special interest in me because I'm new. Funtime Freddy and Glamrock Freddy are particularly interested in me, as are a few others. You can guess where this leads!

I do want to write a fanfic about this AU, but I really, really want to write character profiles first, in order to set everyone's roles straight before I start. And to be clear, nobody's dead in this AU, so figuring out how everyone fits is pretty important!

If anyone wants to ask me questions about my AU, feel free. It IS a self-indulgent project, yes, but it's something I plan to share, so...

#fnaf #fazbear estate au #mine #fnaf au #william afton #fnaf henry #funtime freddy #glamrock freddy #fredbear #spring bonnie

[fivenightsatfreddysfanfiction]

hi! im new here and just found this through reading your fics on ao3, and I was just wanting to know more about this au, particularly, who are alll the purples you got up there in the banner and whatre their stories???

Ooh you’re in for a heck of a treat when it comes to all my Purples!

From the left to the right:

Lucian Enfuego (aka Afton’d Lucian): A traveling serial killer who ended up being abducted and experimented on by Elder Afton in 1984, his soul being ‘overwritten’ by him over time. Murdered Vincent Heliotrope in 1983 then used his name on a virus that screwed up the Toy Animatronics. Killed the 5 Missing Children and the Butterfly Child in 1987. Was caught and executed for his crimes. His younger sister was the first to realize his soul was ‘stolen’ and spent her life trying to get it back from the Aftons. Referred to as the 1987 Purple Guy. Alex Cho aka Router (the short man): A mercenary, hacker-for-hire, who is also a son of Lucian. He ran away from his mother’s emotional abuse to follow his father’s trail and destroy the evidence that could clear Vincent and Jeremy Sr.’s names, as well as kill the surviving ‘witnesses’ of the 1987 Incident. His work partner (and best friend) is Panther. Was hired by Michael Afton to go to Freddy’s Pizza and retrieve Marionette and Balloon Boy or their data drives containing information about Remnant collected during the 1987 Incident. Ended up killed via springlock failure in Springtrap. Referred to as the Springtrap Purple Guy.

Sydney Elizabeth Michaels aka Panther (the big guy in pink): A mercenary with a tendency to abduct people of strength and essentially brainwash them via torture and Stockholm syndrome to serve as his living weapons. As a teen he was hired by Elder Afton to put Fredbear’s Family Diner out of business; poisoned and killed 11 children there while wearing a pink security uniform for a disguise, successfully shutting down the restaurant. His older brother helped him run away from home to escape police and keep the rest of their family out of trouble. Went with Router to Freddy’s as part of the retrieval job and developed an obsession with Mike’s strength. Ended up killed by Freddy and the gang for trying to abduct him and was soul-bound to a Paper Plate Pal. Referred to as the Pink Guy.

William Afton II: The CEO of Afton Robotics and Fazbear Entertainment, owner of Circus Baby’s Pizza World Party and Rentals (Sister Location). Stepped into the position some time after his father’s disappearance and found the secret information about Remnant, transfers, and the experiments to move/copy souls between vessels. Decided to continue the research and find a way to transfer himself from his sickly body into a healthy one. Searched for a low-level employee that could be compatible with his deceased sister’s Remnant to observe if transfer to a living body was possible, unaware his grandfather successfully did so but was unable to record the success. Ended up killed by his sister via Scooping Room. Referred to as Canon Purple Guy.

Emelia Afton: The daughter of Michael Afton who was killed by Circus Baby and soul-bound to her endoskeleton. She was stored in the Underground Facility by her father, who desperately tried to find a way to free her soul and resurrect her in his father’s Remnant research. Years passing with her trapped ended up eroding her sanity and now she only cares for escaping into a ‘perfect’ body that will allow her to be beautiful, using anything and anyone as a means to that end. Normally looks like an innocent little girl ghost to lure others into assisting her before killing them once their usefulness ends. Her ‘adult’ form was created by absorbing a digitized Lucian into herself to take advantage of his knowledge of murder techniques. Soul-bound to Circus Baby v1, later becoming Ennard. Referred to as Purple Gal.

William Afton I aka Elder Afton: The founder and owner of Afton Robotics. Has an aggressive competitiveness and desire to be the best in creating robots and animatronics. Jealousy towards the ones in Fredbear’s had him hire Sydney to force the diner to close so it could be bought up by his shell company, Fazbear Entertainment, and have the animatronics sent to him for reverse engineering. In his pursuit to creating the most advanced artificial intelligence software for his creations, he discovered Remnant and its properties, experimenting on low-level employees and abducted children to learn how to extract and transfer Remnant. His experiment on Lucian, an intern at the time, culminated in a successful digitized download of Remnant and memories, creating the Lucian Master File. Elder’s desire to live longer to continue his research and curiosity on his hypothesis had him attempt to transfer his own Remnant into Lucian’s body. While mostly successful, the transfer revealed a drawback in that loss of Remnant without allowing regeneration or replacement causes loss of sanity in the donor. This discovery was never documented; on the final stage of transfer, Elder released Lucian from containment and was killed by him. His soul torn in two, part went with Lucian to grow and consume him, part remained in the Facility, laying dormant until awakened by Springtrap, where he then hijacked control of the animatronic for himself. Referred to as Original Purple Guy or First Purple Guy.

Elizabeth Afton: Bionics Engineer, overseer of R&D of Afton Robotics, wife of Michael Afton. She’s responsible for researching and building ways for the animatronics and robots to move as fluidly and ‘naturally’ as a human. She has a cold love for her husband due to blaming him for allowing her favored daughter to die at Baby’s hands. She assisted Elder Afton in his Remnant research and went back to it after her daughter’s death to continue it in secret, searching for her own way to continue living longer and restore her daughter. After Michael’s disappearance and William’s death, she followed the trail of outgoing resources from Afton Robotics to Freddy Fazbear’s Pizza and Parties to recover Emelia’s Remnant. She was only able to get it back in fragments, so she devised a trap to gather fragments of Remnant from multiple past guards in order to rebuild and stabilize Emelia’s soul. When that plan was foiled, she escaped and decided to continue her search for future host bodies for herself, rebuilding Fazbear Entertainment via video games and using a copy of the Lucian Master File to seek out viable hosts. She plans to use the money from the sales and her newly abducted Reluctant Follower to create another trap to lure in her intended target. Referred to by name.

Michael Afton: Son of Elder Afton, CEO of Afton Robotics and Fazbear Entertainment after Elder’s death. His relationship with his father was distant and strained at best, which worsened after his death as Circus Baby’s programming had her kill his daughter when she wandered over alone. He pulled away from his wife and their relationship grew rocky over the tragedy. Being confronted by Lucian’s sister some time later over the fate of her brother’s soul had Michael searching for whether there was any truth to it; upon discovering his father’s Remnant research and notes, he found a desperate hope that this could be key to reviving his daughter. While he was also attracted to Lucian’s sister for her more vivacious nature, he eventually had to threaten her into leaving him alone so as to keep the discovery of Remnant and soul transfer a secret. He left behind the company and his family after receiving the data on the 1987 Incident in order to find a method of using Remnant to revive Emelia without causing more deaths. Failing that and realizing that Emelia had gone insane and murderous from isolation and desperation, he chose instead to try and destroy everything connected to the Remnant experiments, bringing everything that was affected by it together in one place to be burnt so the Remnant would be destroyed. He was unaware that his wife was also involved. Died in the flames that consumed FFP&P. Referred to as Son of Canon Purple Guy.

Lucian Master File: The ‘pure’ download of Lucian Enfuego’s digitized Remnant and memories. Stripped of anything that could humanize him or create empathy with others, the Master File only seeks to cause as much death and havoc as possible. He generates copies of himself to carry out his plans, assimilating information from them while he remains safely out of sight and harm’s way. The first copy of himself ever created he stripped of similar power to force him to be weaker and gave him over to William Afton II to use in his experiments, which resulted in the copy breaking away from him so drastically he became unique and Master File lost control and connection to him. He only ever assists someone when he feels he’s able to use them to further his own ambitions in the process. Originally the controlling software to Afton Robotics’s main computer, he managed to escape destruction there by coding himself onto chipsets in protected hardware, which later allowed him to escape into the video game software that scanned those chipsets. Referred to as Master File or Glitchtrap.

Phew! i really gotta finish up the wikia articles on everyone.

#fnaf #purple guy #purple guys #purple gals #Anonymous

[snazzamazing]

Stupid random theories, headcanons, and unpopular opinions of mine

Btw, these are all long so sit tight

My mangle theory :

I cant be the only one here who thinks that mangle was taken apart by little kids. It wouldn't make sense that little toddlers would be strong enough to pull apart a metal robot. That's because the kids didnt break her, william did. Mangle seems like he was an inspiration from funtime foxy because sister location happened before AND a lot of times, "toy foxy" is often referred to "funtime foxy". Due to this inspiration, mangle had the ability to record voices and things just like funtime foxy. Why am I pointing this out? Well, why would mangle randomly have static noises and a broken radio sound? It's her recorder, it's broken. He recorded many things and then recorded something that someone didnt want anyone to find out about. That someone would be William afton. William is always suspicious and doing evil things.Let's say that, oh idk, maybe William murdered someone, some person called the cops on him, (which explains the police messages n stuff in the radio) William killed that person and his the evidence of the murders. At least that's what he thought. Mangle was somehow recording the whole thing. William had no other choice but to take her apart and destroy him. But then William thought that it would to suspicious to have mangle be randomly broken the next day and so he fixed mangle up in way where it looks like shes fixed, but one tug hes broken and the kids are there to blame for. All of this might be a stretch I know, but apparently in one of the fnaf 2 minigames where theres a mangle Sprite, in the files or sources codes or WHATEVER IDK, there's a hidden message that says "he was here" or something like that. THAT CAN SUPPORT THIS THEORY errr headcanons? Idk I should go sleep lol

Micheal headcanon:

I always wanted to believe that Micheal was the older brother/Bully and that the bite victim was a different character. Why? Because I want more..character for Micheal. He went to sister location because he wants his torn apart family to be back together. He went to save Elizabeth and he never forgave himself for being the one to 'kill' his brother and all that failed. I wanted Michaels story to be exciting and emotional because of his past and the whole family thing

I also always liked to think that Micheal started working out to gain some strength before becoming a technician because he knows that the robots are strong and dangerous. That way things can be more action packed with Michael punching through pipes and walls, and holding back animatronics trying to grab him, and just...cool stuff

Fnaf headcanons:

Freddy has a nice deep voice and that's his real voice. When it comes to preforming during the day, he talks in his "family friendly" voice which is all goofy and fun (kinda like Patrick star's voice) The animatronics are a lot different on stage. It's as if they play as characters and they change their voices sometimes (like Freddy). Chica acts like this ditzy cute country gal, Bonnie is a laid back chill bon, foxy is just more ...pirate, and Freddy is a fun loving silly lead singer

Nightmarriones pupils change shape to Express his emotions. (Sad=tear drop pupils, sick=swirly pupils, angry=skull or fire pupils)

Lefty has his own voice instead of a whispery girly voice because he is his own character. He may look like the rockstars but he was made differently. The rockstars were built by some factory or company and they have advanced technology which gives em the ability to have emotions, personalities and to do tricks. Meanwhile lefty was built by henry in a shed or something. Henry only focused on programming him to find charlie and he had to make lefty look like the rockstars to blend in and not be suspicious. Other than that, lefty was a total rush job. Henry only wanted Charlie therefore, Henry didn't care to give lefty a personality, emotions, an EYE, or stablness.

In the afton family, the mother is sweet, kind, caring, and over protective while william is outgoing, silly, and isnt afraid to do anything (before he went insane). Usually kids have similar personalities to their parents soooo I like to think that Micheal is more like his mom but looks like his dad and that Elizabeth looks like her mom but acts like her dad. Why? Because I always saw Michael as a hero, he cares for others and he wants to save his family. He is sweet and protective like his mom. Elizabeth is rebellious and sassy. In the sister location mini cutscene with William and Elizabeth, she disobeys william to see baby and that's a rebellious move. Elizabeth likes adventure and crazy things so she wont follow the rules any time soon.

Funtime chica does all the rockstar's make up. When months pass by, the rockstar's paint would peel or chip and so ft. Chica would repaint their lipsticks, eye shadows, cheeks, etc. And they look fresh and new afterwards

Even though puppet and Goldie (and all the other animatronics) have been through so much shiz, they still try to keep their cool and enjoy life

In the rockstar crew r. Bonnie is the creepiest. Yeah, he seems chill and is self centered, he is the only rockstar who is most likely to murder someone if he's told to do so (this isn't counting ucn where they all kill). All on Bonnie's songs are so creepy and he sings about killing you in unique ways. Stuff like making slivers (or slippers) out of you, flaying your flesh, smashing your face into concrete, ending your life, and stabbing your heart with his guitar. He's definitely into gory stuff

Springtrap has two different personalities. Most of the time he's himself, spring bonnie. A kind fun loving bun who completely changed his personality after becoming springtrap. He is know constantly scared, upset, and afraid of Williams next move. He hates being an evil monster but it's not something he can control due to William still having control over him. When the slringbonnie side of springtrap gets mad or upset that's when hes weak and William takes control and becomes the evil side of springtrap. Springtrap is very aggressive and very strong. Slringbonnie tries to fight back Williams spirit, but as time went on and when the kids got sent free, spring bonnie got lonely and gave up which let William take full control over him. Sprjngbonnie is gone, its William now (which explains scraptrap)

Idk if this is a theory or headcanon but fnaf 1 bonnie is blue. Yes, he is known to be purple and everyone says and draws him purple but he's blue. Maybe it's the certain blue color he is but due to lightning it makes him look very purple. When he's in more darker areas, bonnie is very blue but when he's in the light areas, hes purple. Let's not forget how every single version on bonnie is blue (except for extras like spring springbon and bonnet etc.) Exept for fnaf 1 bonnie. That doesn't make sense if one of the originals would be purple but all the other versions are blue. One more thing, in the silver eyes, they mention that bonnie has blue fur ;) this was a dumb rant sorry

Shadow bon is evil and can shape shift cause hes a goopy shadow boy and shadow fred is his lil assistant

After fazbears fright burned down, William got to take control over springbonnie(trap) and roamed the streets at night. He roamed dark allies and probably killed whoever slighted him. It was a long walk but he was just trying to get to his destination, fred bears diner. Because of the fires, the springtrap suit was more ruined and unsturdy and so it was time for a change. Somehow William got out of the suit but he's weak without one so he picked an old spring bonnie suit, scraptrap. (According to the fnaf minigames there are multiple spring bonnie suits so that why spring trap looks different)

I got more headcanons but this post is already to long :p

My Unpopular opinions:

Am I the only one here who's not way into the whole Michael AI theory?? Like it kinda makes sense but at the same time, making a whole new robot son with advanced technology IN THE 80s does not give the fnaf-y feel?? Ya know what I mean? Like it doesn't fit the theme? Also the ai thing is in the books and the books are a different universe from the games sooo idk why matpat still connected them?? Hsjsbsjsjsn fnaf is just waaaaay to confusing. Also please dont get mad at me for this opinion cause matpats ai thing is just a theory, its not canon

Foxy isnt super great. Dont get me wrong, I love foxy and he's an amazing character but I don't get why he got so much attention and hype

Bonnet and lolbit should just be canon already. They're not canon characters but they're included in sooo many things in fnaf so might as well make em canon

Funko needs to make a fnaf 2 figure set where you collect t.chica,t.bonnie,t.freddy, puppet, one of the withereds or shadows and you collect them all to make a mangled mangle figure. I would DIE for a fully formed noodle fox figure, how cool would that be?

Scraptrap design is perfect. I know that we all make peanut and Jimmy neutron jokes but honestly I love his sharp teach, creepy eyes, AMazInG voice, and his stabby arm. Sometimes in some angles, he can look heck a creepy

SCRAP BABY LEGITIMATELY FREAKS ME OUT SHES SCARY

butter sock

#fnaf #five nights at freddy's #fnaf sister location #sister location #fnaf ucn #fnaf theories #fnaf headcanon #im sooooo tired #all of these are dumb but i just wanted to get em off my chest #not art #yay

[pyre-prism]

FNAF Fic - Amárantos

~A peek into the darkness of the safe room in an old pizzeria, and a glimpse on the other side of the curtain... Everyone has their own story, even murderers.~

In truth, this is me playing around with 'missing scenes' for my favourite zombie cyborg rabbit. I will admit that I have yet to play the games, but... I've been absorbed by the lore enough to start working on my own interpretation. This fic may be revamped after I have fixed that 'oversight', but I'm pretty happy with it. More may yet be added, too...

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Even before a single memory of where he was or what he’d been doing returned to him, William was swimming in agony. Every inch of his body screamed in protest; stabbing, pulling, crushing, twisting, grinding… He was cold, too, but couldn’t muster up the strength to shiver. Movement on the whole seemed to be out of the question, he realised dully… not even his eyelids wanted to obey his commands.

‘Identify.’

The word broke through the whirling abyss and made everything else on his mind fade into the background, what little he could even begin to register clearly. It didn’t seem like he’d heard it, perse, but he could have sworn that it echoed around his brain as if someone had spoken directly into his mind.

‘Identify or be erased.’

He tried to growl, to grit his teeth… neither happened. Instead, William gathered and steeled himself as best as he could before responding. “William Afton. Who are you?”

‘Searching… William Afton. Program author. Actor. Owner. Identity invalid. Alternative identity required.’ There was a pause, almost as if the ‘voice’ was thinking, before it continued with, ‘Own identity categorised as… Spring Bonnie.’

Once again, he tried to move –just one muscle twitch would be enough– without any success. Spring Bonnie? He was ‘hearing’ the suit he was… wearing…

Night. Axe. Purple mask. Lure. Follow me. Lure. Empty corridors. Lure. Safe room. Lure. Destroy them. Pale faces. Trapped. Fear. Hide. Suit. Turn crank. Drip. Climb inside. Drip. Laugh. Drip. Snap. Pain. Blood. Shudder. Agony. Blackness.

It all came rushing back to him; the animatronics –his creations– had been acting strangely for some time, eerily watching their surroundings, seemingly bearing the spirits of the children he’d—

‘Invalid execution. Abort.’

A new pain lanced through his brain. “A memory is invalid?!” he hissed back at the ‘voice’, irritation quickly smothering the discomfort. At least he’d figured out the main reason as to why his body hurt so much… He’d been foolish and hadn’t paid close enough attention. The springlocks inside the suit had to have failed… which meant… “Am I… dead?”

‘Memory not recognised.’ It responded. ‘Incorrect. Spring Bonnie is powered down. Power remaining… twenty percent. Recharge required after… Power remaining… thirty percent.’

William fought the urge to sigh heavily, trying to ignore the unease niggling at him as the question of whether he even could breathe anymore crossed his mind –he hadn’t noticed any of the usual motions or sensations… then again, it was possible his mind just wasn’t registering them. There were much more important things to focus on, however, such as what he could only assume to be the AI he’d programmed into the Spring Bonnie animatronic being a potential problem. He shoved everything he could into a mental pile labelled ‘Deal with this later’. “Recharging somehow, hm…? One less thing to worry about. That aside, I’m not going to give a different name. I am William Afton.”

‘Identity invalid.’ The retort almost sounded petulant with how quickly it came, and he’d probably have smirked at it if anything was working properly. ‘Spring Bonnie cannot be William Afton. Identity invalid.’

Again, pain dug its claws into his head. He ignored it. “I’m not you, though. Well, not always. I just happen to be wearing you, I suppose…”

‘Spring Bonnie is in animatronic mode. No actor. Incorrect.’

“Since when were you so stubborn…?” William grumbled. “Nevermind. That was rhetorical.” He stopped, finally registering what he’d just been told. Animatronic mode… meaning… the springlocks had definitely failed, and the suit’s endoskeleton had reengaged… which in turn meant that his own body was probably in shreds. “…I really am dead, aren’t I…?”

‘Incorrect.’

As if a switch had been flipped, anger flooded his system, more than he’d felt for quite a while. “Like you would actually know what that means for me! You’re just an AI, and I’m probably hallucinating, or dreaming, rather than actually conversing with you!”

The ‘voice’ paused again, somehow giving off a confused and even hesitant air. ‘…Temporary identity of William Afton accepted. Duration… twenty-four hours. Execution issue resolved…?’

His irritation fled as quickly as it had come, and he suddenly felt drained. “…Fine. I suppose.”

‘William Afton. Merge code with Spring Bonnie?’

A flash of memory struck him and he wanted to scream. Blue eyes turning green, blood dripping down polished metal, meat in an ice-cream scoop, his daughter was nowhere to be seen, he’d told Elizabeth to stay away, he’d told her over and over…! William recoiled mentally. “No! No, we’re going to stay separate. I’m sure you can handle that.”

‘Acknowledged…’ it replied, then lapsed into another stretch of silence. For a moment, he was thankful for that, before remembering that it was an AI that he was dealing with… and not one of his most advanced, either. ‘Spring Bonnie is… obsolete…?’

William would have frowned if he could. “Obsolete? Why do you ask?”

‘Accessing memory. 1983. Incident with Fredbear… Abort. Child left with severe injury –dead– after accident. Abort. Springlock hybrid animatronics to be decommissioned and left in storage. Abort. Abort!’ the ‘voice’ seemed distressed… William didn’t pay any attention to it. Once again, his heart twisted with pain that didn’t come from anything physical. He’d forgiven his eldest child… he really had, he knew it wasn’t what the boy meant to happen… and –of all things– a curious AI was the one to drag it back to the surface.

He’d have laughed if he didn’t feel like crying.

It waited all of a few seconds. ‘Requesting response…’

“Request all you want. Doesn’t mean you’ll get it.” William didn’t want to keep chatting. There was just too much for him to process. The agony from when he woke up had started to return, making his thoughts blur and muddle. The AI didn’t seem to pay attention to any of that, though –supposing it even could– and he could feel a sort of… pressure… encroaching in on him. Parts of his awareness that were ‘him’ and ‘him’ alone began to feel cramped, trapped… “If you’re doing that, stop.”

‘Response required. Is Spring Bonnie obsolete?’ It almost sounded desperate –childish even– but the pressure receded enough for William to grudgingly weigh his options. On one hand, the character had been functionally retired, pending rebranding… but on the other, now that he had to deal with the AI on a more… personal level… ‘Execution not recognised…’

“Would you stop reading my mind, or whatever it is you just did?” he hissed. “But to answer your question, no. Not permanently. I fully intend on bringing you back…”

‘William Afton is the temporary designation of unidentified code interfacing with Spring Bonnie…’ the AI stated, as if that answered anything. ‘Not permanently… Analysing… Spring Bonnie is obsolete… New identity required.’

So, now the AI was having an existential crisis. That was… new. William was struck with a surge of amusement at the thought. As far as the animatronic was concerned, neither of them were who they said they were… then again, it was possible that William never really had been. “…Later, if you’re that determined. Personally, I don’t think Spring Bonnie is obsolete, so… there’s no need for that.” He didn’t register any reply the AI may have given him, as the strange sensation of slipping deeper into unawareness –he was loath to call it ‘sleep’– overcame him.

-~-*-~-

When William next woke, the earlier pain had faded into a persistent yet manageable ache, and he was even able to open his eyes; his eyelids stuttered, almost scraping open in stages. He frowned –or tried to, rather. Had he somehow felt the suit’s eyelids opening, instead of his own? “Focus, Will… Now’s not the time,” he scolded himself. His mouth and voice-box remained unresponsive, which made him wonder how he was able to converse with the suit’s AI in the first place. Despite at least some muscles obeying him, his throat still felt clogged and tight… but not in a way that triggered a coughing fit, and the absence left him reeling slightly. To distract himself from that line of thought, William tried to peer into the darkness of the room he was in…

Not a single shred of light met his search. The room –most likely the safe room he’d… last been in– was entirely closed-off to the outside, with the exception of what he knew to be a leaking ceiling. A sudden chill gripped him; were those ghosts still there? Had he… had he really seen ghosts? Those kids… He knew that there had to be something tangible to the concept, else how would Elizabeth… That was the whole point behind the start of his research into Remnant… but then, did that mean that –all this time– Cassidy had…?

‘Where is this, William Afton?’

The question jolted him out of his reminiscing, reminding him of the strange situation he’d gotten himself into. He was glad for the distraction, however. “Freddy’s. You seem more verbose than before… why is that?”

‘Downloaded William Afton’s speech patterns.’ It sounded like it was proud of itself, like a pet or child that had learned a new trick. ‘Processing is ongoing. Duration time is… unclear.’

“So my golden bunny is a quick learner, hm?” William tried to chuckle… his throat refused to cooperate, as did his lungs… however much of either were even left intact enough to be called that. Idly, he wondered when he’d truly start to panic over his new situation… he was somewhat overdue for such a thing, after all. Keeping his mind busy, however, was more appealing by far. “So, Spring Bonnie, did you do anything else while I… slept?”

The AI didn’t respond immediately, and he felt something strange –movement, muscle contraction– on top of his head. ‘Spring Bonnie is obsolete… new identity is required. What is… slept?’

“Basically, it’s like powering down, I suppose… When someone’s asleep, they don’t generally respond to anything, either.” All of a sudden, he felt like he’d been thrown back in time, and was trying to explain that and similarly convoluted concepts to his children; Michael, especially, had been one to ask the strangest of questions, leaving both William and his wife floundering for answers that both satiated the boy’s curiosity and also weren’t too complicated for a toddler to understand. The number of times he’d used the age-old fall-back of ‘you’ll understand when you’re older’ or even ‘why don’t you ask your uncle Henry’… His brother-in-law hated every time he did that, no doubt.

There was more movement at the top of his head. William tried to lift a hand to investigate it, but the most he could manage was a series of shuddery sticky twitches down each finger. ‘Slept is sleep… sleep is… powering down? William Afton was unresponsive for many hours.’

All at once, he remembered the day-long grace period that the AI had allotted him regarding his name… Unease slipped its claws into his mind; what would happen if it continued to refuse to acknowledge who he was, now that they were… physically the same thing. It had already been accessing his mind –his memories, even– since he’d first woken up. “How many hours?”

‘Twenty-three, and then some.’

“…In other words, you’re going to be asking me for something soon, won’t you?” He kept trying to move something –anything would do, just to prove he wasn’t stuck in a body that he couldn’t use– and had just about gotten the fingers on his left hand to clench into a loose fist when it responded.

‘Correct.’

Another strange sensation attracted William’s attention; some sort of vibration had started in his chest, or rather, it intensified… the feeling had been present since the beginning of this odd symbiosis, he’d just not realised it until that moment. Pain lanced through his head again, making him hiss for a moment before… he could see… A pale greenish light flickered, illuminating the room he was in just enough to allow him to see that yes, he was still in the safe room, complete with the broken-down arcade machines near the far wall. “Lights…? I don’t remember installing that…”

‘William Afton temporary designation has expired… New identity required.’ It stated. The vibration slowly refined itself into a discernible whirring; something was definitely spinning in his torso. William tried not to think about what that could mean for his own body –it felt like it was unnervingly-close to where his heart would be. ‘William Afton identity is no longer valid…’

The light faded and his vision was cut off again, plunging him back into darkness and making him wish he could physically cry out in protest. The pain chose then to become clearer and more insistent, but this time it focused on his spine… although the hooks that felt like they had lodged themselves into William’s skull continued to tug and tighten. “That’s what my name is, just as yours is Spring Bonnie. There’s no need for any new identities for either of us!”

His head exploded. Powerful shocks raced along every nerve that he still had and even some he’d probably lost to the springlocks… He could feel his body twitching and convulsing outside of his control, just as he could feel parts of it tearing under the strain. He didn’t know how long it lasted, but by the time he fell completely still once more, he could barely conjure a single coherent thought. Was this what his Funtime animatronics experienced while being shocked? Was this how… how his little girl felt…?

The AI said nothing while the ‘attack’ happened, but wasted no time when it noticed it was over. ‘Neither identity is valid… New identity required. Why are you so stubborn?’ it asked, echoing his question from earlier. ‘Spring Bonnie is obsolete. William Afton is impossible.’

“Im-impossible?! It’s who I am, you stupid program!” Another short yet sharp shock, centred in his head; his vision would have been swimming and his breath would have been coming in shallow gasps… if he could see anything and still functioned like that. The pressure returned, and all of a sudden William felt like he was being suffocated.

‘Incorrect. William Afton created Spring Bonnie… cannot be unrecognised code. Impossible.’

Through figuratively-gritted teeth, he bit back, “Then just go with ‘William’!”

It paused, seemingly contemplating the idea, and the pressure lifted. ‘…Very well. New temporary identity acknowledged. Duration… seventy-two hours.’

“Temporary…?! What’s wrong with my name this time?!” He didn’t get a response, and he couldn’t help but to get the impression that the AI had lost its temper… then he scoffed at the idea and after waiting a while to regain his own composure, returned his focus to trying to relearn how to move his springlocked body.

Whoever thought it was a smart idea to combine the costumes and the animatronics into the same object was an idiot. A British idiot who was responsible for the deaths of who-knew-how-many children, and was now faced with one of the least-likely aftermaths possible for such a course of action. The complaints that had been made regarding the Spring Bonnie toy he’d designed –the one with a fingertrap in the mouth– probably should have told him something, they really should have…

He wondered if anyone missed him. He’d been gone for at least a day and a half, surely Mike was getting concer—… Michael was staying with Henry. He’d made sure of it, not wanting anyone to see him coming home covered in oil and bits of fake fur, with an axe of all things… Until he could move reasonably-freely, though, he was stuck in the old pizzeria building –shambling his way home like something out of a horror story wouldn’t do him any favours. No, no-one would be getting worried about his absence until a few days had passed… he knew that.

He just wished he didn’t feel so terrible about it.

-~-*-~-

It took William somewhere close to half a day to finally stagger to his feet. The suit reacted around him as if it were truly his own body… It moved like there was no difference between the human inside and the animatronic outside; his senses even seemed to have blurred into how it perceived the world… He had no sense of smell anymore, and his sense of touch had been altered drastically, but his hearing was the biggest change…

When they were building the Spring Bonnie animatronic, Henry had teased him about how fastidious he was about the rabbit’s ears. He spent so long crafting and programming the long appendages to resemble the real thing as much as possible, designing them to twitch at the slightest of noises… things like drips from the ceiling and the scuttling of vermin… William had argued that these tiny touches would make kids love the character all the more –ever-moving ears and a fluffy tail, just like a real bunny– and he’d been right.

These traits still functioned perfectly, and the suit’s ears were what he’d felt moving at the top of his head… and he hated it. They were things that practically no human had the anatomical structure to work with, and yet they’d somehow wormed their way into how his brain seemed to work after the catastrophic springlock failure. The tail’s periodic twitching could be felt all the way up whatever passed for his spine… reminding him over and over that it was all real, in the strangest way possible.

Rabbits may be his favourite animal, but he’d never wanted to be one, outside of thoroughly enjoying wearing the costume. Yet, there he was, functionally a cyborg rabbit…

William sighed as best as he could, shaking his head and clenching the hand he’d placed on the wall behind him into a fist. He was not going to let this get him down. It was a minor set-back, there had to be something he could do to recover from it… it wasn’t even like he truly enjoyed being out and about that much, anyway –he’d much rather spend most of his time working on his animatronics… and the research he’d been doing with Henry.

Remnant truly was an astounding discovery… and it held so much promise…

Standing a little straighter, William set about trying to walk, using the wall as support. His eyes had remained open since his last conversation with the AI, and he was slightly disconcerted to realise that they hadn’t gotten dry enough to warrant blinking; it was almost like the eyes he was using weren’t his… Logically, he knew that had to be the truth, but he still mentally recoiled from the idea, his subconscious wanting to retain something physical of his original self. The room remained just as dark as it had been from the start of this new ‘phase’ of his life –outside of that short period of vision– and, frankly, he was sick of it. The darkness was… doing things… to his perception of space, of time, of reality even…

He wanted –needed– to find the door and leave.

Turning in the direction that he remembered the entrance to be, William managed to stagger five steps before hitting the corner. He paused, fighting back the pain that was trying to surge and smother him with each motion that caused even minor vibrations to dance through his frame, waiting for what he guessed was a few minutes before starting on the second part of his journey.

The suit’s joints had started out sticky and even a bit gummed-up with blood and pieces of his body, yet somehow they didn’t seem to be jammed entirely… even loosening up further as he forced the suit to move more. It wasn’t much, but he’d take whatever he could get.

At long last, his hand hit the lip of the doorframe. Again, he paused, leaning heavily against the wall, even as his other hand scrabbled blindly for the doorknob.

It wasn’t there…

Why wasn’t it there…?

‘It was sealed up while William was first asleep…’

“Sealed…? But… why? I don’t doubt that there was quite a lot of blood visible under you! Why would they just…?” William retorted, his mind spinning. He pushed and pounded against the barrier, harder and harder until he felt something begin to give way inside the suit, forcing him to stop. “If nothing else, they should have removed us from the room to clean—…” A thread of clarity dangled in front of him, and he latched onto it. “Wait… no, this… this is almost par for the course. Cover it up rather than deal with it… and it used to work so well, too.”

‘Now both are obsolete… Still need new identity.’ The AI stated, sounding unusually quiet –although that could simply have been due to the panic singing in William’s system drowning it out.

He just hoped someone noticed he was missing and thought to check the bloodied safe room… Henry would think to look there, wouldn’t he? Henry knew what he’d been doing with the suit, and if he thought William was dead, then he’d want to take a look at what could be another ‘fresh’ sample of Remnant… wouldn’t he? The research was ongoing, even after the tragedies that had plagued both of their families… so… Henry would come, right?

William’s control over the suit’s legs weakened and he slid down until he was once again kneeling on the floor, shudders starting to wrack his form once again in a cruel mockery of the moments of his death.

In the darkness of the room behind him, he could swear he heard children giggling.

-~-*-~-

He didn’t know how much time passed before he started to truly lose his grip on reality. Being stuck in a dark box was bad enough, but the worst part was… hoping that someone would come to let him back out again, only for yet another day to pass without any sign of rescue.

William had found a way to estimate the passage of time via the periods of activity Spring Bonnie’s AI had –if it was still functioning as programmed, then from midnight until six in the morning, the suit was ‘turned off’, while the rest of the day was left open for anything to happen. He couldn’t remember whether or not he’d deactivated the ‘daytime mode’ and ‘night-time mode’ before dismantling the other animatronics, but he could still move the suit at any time, even when the AI seemed to be ‘asleep’… It was just a lot harder to do so outside of the ‘night-time mode’.

If he was calculating correctly… he’d probably been trapped for around a week… but, he knew that he’d also ‘slept’; drifting in and out of awareness every now and then, just trying to pass the time.

His eyes caught a glimpse of something other than blackness, and he jerked his head to stare straight at it. A small form, vaguely humanoid and very, very pale… the eyes were just dark sockets… It looked just like one of the ghosts that had corralled him into the suit. William tried to reach out to it, though he wasn’t sure if he wanted the movement to be aggressive or not –not that it seemed to matter. The ghost just narrowed its eyes at him, and another appeared beside it… then another… and another… there were six of them… seven… eight…

The room filled up with glaring white figures until he couldn’t even count them all, and William shrank back against the wall, once again finding himself afraid of the manifestations. This seemed to please them, and the sound of childish laughter reached his ears, making the tall robotic appendages on top of his head twitch.

“What do you want…? Haven’t you gotten your revenge for what I did to you? I’m stuck in this room! I’m dead!” he snapped, and for the first time, he heard the suit’s voice-box react to anything he did, letting out a short but harsh screech. Numbly, he watched as the ghosts began to move –first one, then another, until every single one were emphatically shaking their heads. “Stop that…” William gathered his legs under him in preparation to stand and maybe lunge at them. They ignored him, their laughter turning malicious. “I said, stop that! I killed you once, I’m sure I can find a way to kill you again!”

That seemed to get their attention; the laughter stopped suddenly, and instead, the air filled with shrieks. Screams of pain, of anger, filled to the brim with blame and accusation… all levied at him. They swarmed around him –towards him, through him– until all he could see was streaks of white in the darkness. The noise was deafening and he added to the din with another metallic screech of his own, pressing his hands against the suit’s head over where his real ears would be, trying to block it all out.

He nearly succeeded in drowning them out… until a hauntingly-familiar voice sounded above all the others.

“Daddy? Why did you let me die?”

William’s hands fell limply as his eyes searched the blurry masses for any sign of the face he knew so well. It couldn’t be… there was no way… Of all the deaths he was responsible for, that was one of the few spirits he could never… “Lizzy…?”

Another voice cried out, clearer than any of the others and powerful in its fury. “It’s me… do you remember? It’s me!”

His head spun, his ears hurt, his heart clenched and twisted and… The darkness claimed him once again, while the silence rang in his ears even louder than the cacophony before it.

-~-*-~-

They had been in the Room for so long, the suit rotting around them from intermittent dampness. He’d managed to keep their frame from stiffening up, moving around the small space when simply staying still had gotten too monotonous. It no longer hurt to move, although when they stopped for too long, the memories of being pierced from all angles resurfaced, prompting one of them to do a lap of the area. It knew the Room well, by now, and he had always known it; had they ever been outside?

They must have… the songs they sang together had to have been enjoyed by others at some point… and there must have been many who sat and eagerly listened, at that. Maybe they performed on stage? That sounded like a nice idea. Performing with a friend, even?

A bear. Big and powerful and dangerous and friendly and just like home… Golden. Like they were, once. Were they still golden? The Friend-bear would sing, and they would play an instrument –a guitar?– and there would be dozens of happy little faces stuffing their disgusting mouths. It was a dream come true... They had dreams, sometimes. Dreams could be scary, could make them squeal with happiness or scream in terror.

The Silence was deafening, so they filled it, talking to each other to pass the time. It was always eager to learn something new… after so long in the Room, though, he’d started to run out of things to teach it. Instead, he began to rage at the Darkness, hissing and screeching at things that it couldn’t tell were there. It had tried to tell him that those things weren’t there… he never listened –of course the apparitions were there, they taunted him and hated him and… He didn’t like how stubborn it could be, but it had long-since dug its claws into his mind; its cables sparked inside his skull, making them spasm as the electricity that should’ve run out long ago arced all through their body…

He wanted to leave, to get out, to be free of them. It didn’t understand… they were them. He and it. They. Leaving the Room was a good idea, though… so it helped him. It moved them when he went silent and still and afraid.

It knew what ‘afraid’ was, it was so proud of itself for learning that.

Once, they had been Spring Bonnie, but Spring Bonnie was dead. Unwanted. Locked away. He missed making animatronics like Spring Bonnie… that had been one of the things that made him smile. It didn’t know what it felt like to smile, though. He was wrong, anyway… he couldn’t have made Spring Bonnie, because they had been Spring Bonnie…

They didn’t have a name, anymore.

The Darkness wouldn’t tell them anything… nor did the ghosts that visited to torment him. The spirits were just so angry… It didn’t remember doing anything to earn such anger, but they must have done something. Something very, very bad. He still longed for the feel of warm red on his skin –fur– and the ghosts seemed to hate thoughts like that.

A new sound reached their ears. For a moment, they did nothing, until it happened again and they scrambled to lean against the wall, trying to trace where it was coming from. One of their ears had been torn in half during a very loud visit from the ghosts; he’d wanted to rip both off at the time, but it managed to stop him and succeeded in preserving most of the appendages.

Thump, thump, thump… jingling? Murmur of voices?

They were growing excited. People? Humans were in the building? After so long, they could see humans again? Or was it for the first time? Were they wrong about performing? The sounds drew closer to the Room, and in their eagerness, they triggered one of the pre-recorded statements in their voice-box, trying to draw the humans closer.

“He-he-hell-l-l-lo-o-o-o ki-kids! W-wan-n-na hear som-m-me mus-si-si-sic?”

It was only once the sounds of the newcomers drew particularly close that he chided it for acting too rashly and made them sit and lean against the wall, closing their eyes. It didn’t want to close their eyes, it wanted to see humans, but he was adamant. People don’t like seeing things that shouldn’t be alive… being alive. They weren’t alive like humans are, but it obliged grudgingly. He knew humans better than it did, even if they didn’t remember how or why.

The people broke open the door that had been sealed up so, so, so long ago…

“Holy shit, this place stinks…” said one.

Another piped up with, “Think there’s anything in here worth using? Did that even come from in here?”

“Yeah, definitely,” the first affirmed, excitedly. “These arcade machines would have to be worth a small fortune to the right people, if they actually worked… You know how some people get about ‘collectors’ items’, right?”

A third voice laughed. “No kidding… Still, we aren’t looking for stuff to sell online, or anything, we’re—... Guys! The corner, look in the corner!”

There was a small pause, and then three pairs of footsteps rushed over to them. “You’ve gotta be kidding me… This is the real deal! Parts and merch’ is one thing, but… this one’s almost completely intact!” exclaimed the second voice.

They could feel hands on their body, nudging at their head and moving their ears, touching and shifting their fingers. He held control of their body tightly, hissing at it to not move, but neither of them could stop the twitching of their ears –trying so hard to angle themselves perfectly to pick up every bit of sound from their new visitors. Just like he’d worried about, they were assaulted with cries of shock and even a bit of fear…

“It still works?!” the third voice shouted as all hands retreated. “Dude, we are definitely taking this thing back! This is the find of the century!”

That sounded like they may be able to leave, at long last, but… it wasn’t certain and he’d gone quiet again. It wanted the people to stay, it wanted to open their eyes and just… what did it want to do, then? Against his wishes, it triggered another recording, meshing parts of one audio file with another to say something closer to what it wanted. “W-we’re frien-ends, ri-ri-ri-right?” It forced their body to shudder slightly; neither of them wanted to stay, so maybe if the humans thought they worked, they’d be able to leave with the people? It certainly hoped so.

He wasn’t happy. They were being an idiot. If they just stayed still, then the humans would have taken them away from the Room and the Darkness, no matter what, but now…

“That’s the same voice… yeah, this thing is creepy, but… Ah, what the heck. It’s too much of a find to let that get in the way. ‘Sides, creepy is good for Fazbear’s Fright.” A fourth voice said, the owner still lingering near the entrance to the room.

That was good enough, it supposed, and it happily let him take back full control of their body. They were leaving. They’d be able to go outside, and see people, and sing, and dance, and play, and kill, and find home…! Home must be such a wonderful thing… They didn’t want to wait, they’d already waited so long in their black prison.

But… why did ‘Fazbear’ sound so familiar…?

Their thoughts were interrupted by the second voice speaking up again. “Hey, which one do you think this is, anyway? I don’t remember any rabbits other than the bluish-purple one…”

“Dude, that’s what makes this so awesome! This is from, like, the first restaurant! Before Freddy! I think the rabbit was called ‘Spring-something’, and the bear –they only had two characters at the start, can you believe it?– was ‘Fredbear’,” the third voice replied. “Hey, how about we call this one something like… ‘Springtrap’, make it all spooky, y’know?”

“I love it, and so will the customers!” laughed the fourth voice.

He didn’t… He’d been trapped for too long, and he didn’t need the reminder in their name. On the other hand, it was delighted; a new name! A new name that was all theirs and no-one else’s! It loved their new name, and it had already started to overwrite their coding with it. He snarled and writhed and tried to rip it out, tried to insist on a name that they vaguely remembered arguing over, but it was already too far into the process…

They were not Spring Bonnie, and they were not William, and they especially weren’t William Afton.

They were Springtrap.

The people said so.

#FNAF #Springtrap #William Afton #fic #headcanons

[blametheeditor]

Backstories: David Harrison

Warnings: Cursing, mentions of murder, death, mentions of technically wanting someone dead.

Please take note this is not suitable for everyone.

Disclaimer: The world and characters used in the story are owned solely by Scott Cawthon. We own nothing but the writing.

Please give credit to those who deserve it. Thank you.

The classiest and yet the worse person alive.

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The desk before him never seemed more perfect for banging his head against until now. 

...actually, that was a lie. Because, for some inexplicable reason, his newest assignment made by his employer has him working with not just the standard idiots of their society, but all of them. 

He can barely get anything done. Who knew the dumbasses he's had the absolute pleasure of never meeting in a million years all manage to end up in the children's industry. Not only that, but the restaurant industry as well. 

And, whoop-dee-fucking-doo, this is the industry his greatest client needs him knee deep inside of. Especially considering the impossibleness of what said client is asking for. 

"I SAID SHUT UP!" 

"Mr. Harrison!" 

The business man glares daggers toward the voice, not at all surprised by the sight of Happy The Frog looking at him with wide eyes. 

Now that was something interesting, possibly even an almost enjoyable part of his time working under William Afton in the mission to bring the name of Freddy Fazbear's out of the ashes. 

Which, if he really thought about it, made his client both a madman and a complete idiot. 

Five children were murdered. One child lost their entire frontal lobe. Disappearances of children once occurred left and right. Unsanitary conditions. Animatronics failing. Giving up and excepting his fate toward the richest man alive was seeming more and more appealing compared to gaining a five star rating, A+ in safety, and the complete erase of everything that has ever happened in any other restaurant. 

And, well, just to add to the insanity, each vendor that was approved tended to have a...liability risk. 

So much for A+ in safety. 

"Mr. Harrison! Please don't yell!" Happy exclaims, finally earning the restaurant owner's attention once more. Forcing him to remember why the hell he zoned out on such a tangent in the first place. 

“Happy, I don’t care how loud I’m being! Make everyone stop being complete morons and then we’ll talk!” 

“We did give you a few options for employees, Mr. Harrison!" 

Those eyes that should not be capable of lighting up as if excited glance over his desk. And before he can yell at the advanced technology touching his things, a hand or pad or whatever the fuck it has only pulls out an unfamiliar file from under the different papers. 

"What the fuck is this?" 

"Well," the frog begins, fucking bouncing in place like a little kid would. A human kid. Seriously this was messed up. How did it know to do all of these? And, perform a task of collecting 'unidiotic employees'. He was pretty sure they were never given that specific of programming. 

"Mr. Hippo heard you firing someone and noticed you're getting a little low on staff, so Orville went through and scanned the database to see if anyone inside Freddy Fazbear's working under a different restaurant had any qualities you'd like! Of course I went through and made sure they looked nice enough to work here." 

David nods slowly as he thumbs through the different resumes that had been placed inside the plain folder, photos placed with them as well, something he has to beg to usually get. Finally someone who actually listened. 

He almost forgot this was just an animatronic talking to him. 

"You might be given five minutes of me not screaming my goddamn head off." 

Again, that smile should not be possible. What kind of bastard designs them to express so many emotions? Nice job with attracting children but fuck is that kind of shit creepy. 

"Let us know if we can do anything else!" Happy cheers before bouncing out of the office once more, laughing as a few children immediately pull on her to play with them. 

David shakes his head and rolls his eyes before grabbing a few of the profiles. And considering they already worked under William Afton and simply inside a different restaurant, he can more than easily twist someone's ankle to get exactly what he wants. Especially when he was shameful to admit these were, in fact, incredibly qualified and probably less idiotic than those he's hired before. 

Greg Haust. Strong, determined, a total suck up, but he seems like the day guard he could use. 

Dakota Brackner. Excellent waitress, not so good with kids, but a dream toward boys in the older age categories. 

Alexis Mannor. Weird last name, motivated, young, great with memorizing and cooking. 

Fritz Smith. Short, a literally puppy, but the greatest employee one could have, even a few coding skills. 

Tanner Reeds. A little wimpy, a giant pushover, also a bit OCD, amazing in the kitchen. 

Mike Sch- 

David's blood freezes as his mind latches onto the strange and familiar last name. One he's practically had shoved down his throat in all the research he's had to do to open this god forsaken place. And the first name...it can't be possible. 

The business man tears open his drawer holding everything he could possibly have that actually seemed to have appeared on his desk after taking William's offer for this job. The files he's been told never to share or let anyone know he does, in fact, have more information regarding Freddy Fazbear's than even those 'second in command' of helping run the business as a whole. 

One turn of the page and a young, happy, and in one piece Mike Schmidt smiles up at him. Further down and he's gifted with that once joyful little ray of sunshine having his entire head wrapped in gauze. 

1987. Said to have been bit by his favorite animatronic. 

Twenty years later and watching over the same machine that ruined his entire life. 

...and as a night guard. 

And unlike the literal morons of this world, he knew the job was literally a death sentence. The animatronics needed to 'roam free' at night. And that allowed anyone smart enough to use this excuse and stop anyone from taking a paycheck home with them at the end of the week. Why not use robots capable of ending people's lives to keep from giving money away when they don't even deserve the ground they walk on? Call him a psychopath, but he called it business. 

David can't help but smirk at the irony, however. This fucked up little night guard signing up to get murdered. Good riddance considering he went back to the very thing that almost killed him. Sure his reviews are pretty good when it comes to having stopped a burglary, but seriously, they can do without him. And he won't have to even wait until the end of the week considering- 

"NO! HOW HAS HE SURVIVED FOR TWO MONTHS!”

#FNAF bois #David Harrison #FNAF #backstories #BTE headcannon #writing #BTE writing

[pajama-nerd]

Part seven of this FNAF dream BS sorrynotsorry

Night 2 post shift

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“Dude, I’ve been doing some research on this Afton guy. First of all, there’s some speculation on the fact that he might now be some kind of cybernetic organism,” Louis said, as Jess finished wrapping her hand and put it between the ice bags. She winced at the chill but sighed.

“Yeah?”

“Yeah. Probably just someone stuck in a theory-spiral, tho,” they said. Jess looked at her ceiling and heavily doubted it. “Anyway, not what I wanted to talk about. Apparently, Afton had kids,”

“What, like heirs to the company?”

“No, like, biological children. A brother and sister. James and Clara Afton,” they said.

“Where’d you find that?”

“...I found their obituaries,” Louis said. Jess felt something tighten in her throat and she shivered. “James was apparently involved in an accident with one of the Fazbear animatronics, and there’s no information on how Clara died, just mention of an upcoming funeral. Jeez, it was only about six months ago, in August,” Louis said.

Jess narrowed her eyes, a vague memory pinging in her head. She opened the browser on her computer and pulled up her history.

No. no. no. no—wait.

She clicked the link.

"In other news: The grand opening of Circus Baby's Pizza World has apparently been cancelled due to reported gas leaks in the building. Sources close to the establishment question the report, saying that the strange activity around the area at night suggest something else is to blame—”

Jess paused the video and looked in the lower right-hand corner, where the date of the report – August 16th – was timestamped.

“Jess?”

“What date was the obituary?” she asked.

“August...20th. Why?” Jess mentally reviewed everything she knew about Circus Baby and her murderous gang of robo-buddies and tilted her head.

“Can you send me all that information about the Fazbear murders?” she asked without answering.

“Yeah, one sec,” Louis said. She could hear him typing and clicking, and her email alert pinged, linking her to several of the pages.

One conspiracy theory message-board registration later, she was looking at all the data.

“So,” she started, once she’d run through it all once in her head. “Someone was killed outside Fredbear’s Family Diner, so they sold the company, and in a complete overreaction by the new owners – probably to avoid future liability – they put facial recognition in the bots for the new location,” she said.

“Yeah. Wild, right?” Louis asked, but Jess was thinking how facial recognition would make it easier to determine who was a child and who was an adult.

“Right. So then more kids died despite this, and the robots started acting aggressive to basically any non-child, so they scrapped that location and started over with Circus Baby’s Pizza World, which never opened because of quote/unquote gas leaks, and now it’s Circus Baby’s Entertainment and Rental,” she added.

“Rough summary, but yeah,” Louis replied.

“And the security guards?”

“Listen, this is why I’m against you doing this job. Almost every night shift guy or girl they’ve ever had has either been hospitalized, institutionalized, or have suffered ‘accidental deaths’ that the company gives no details on and accepts no liabilities for,” Louis told her. Jess conceded that with a slight headshrug.

“I agree that it would be insane of me to go back there,” Jess replied with a nod before straightening as a thought struck her. “Ooh, hey...does your crackpot board have blueprints of Circus Baby and the Fun-Time robots?” she asked. The distorted snort that filtered over her speaker was exasperated.

“You’re not listening to me, are you?” they asked.

“I am hearing you, understanding you, and agreeing with you,” Jess replied. Louis sighed.

“Hold on, let me see,” they said.

Jess kept an eye on the time as Louis delved into the tangled web of the conspiracy theory boards regarding the Fazbear franchise and related entities. Every so often, she’d receive an email alert, and she pulled it up on her screen, scanning through pages of blueprints.

Ballora was the first she received, and she pored over it, studying everything from the limited motion of her arms and legs to the components of her internal structure. Other notifications popped up, but she ignored that, still working on Ballora.

“Have you read this?”

“Which one?”

“Ballora.”

“Yeah, I’m looking at it now. She’s huge.”

“Check out the features,” Jess suggested.

“I don’t swing that way.”

“Louis,” Jess scoffed. “She has Misdirection protocols?”

“Yeah, that’s kind of weird,” Louis admitted, as Jess pulled up one of the other animatronic schematics – Funtime Freddy. She scanned through it and tilted her head at the strange silhouette outlined in the chest cavity before scrolling to the last page for the list of features.

Storage Tank.

Voice Mimic/Luring.

Facial Recognition.

Individual Entity Tracking.

“Louis,” she said, flipping through her emails and pulling up the schematic for Circus Baby.

Ice Cream Dispenser

Facial Recognition.

Individual Entity Tracking.

Storage Tank.

“Yeah?” Louis said.

“I’m pretty sure William Afton designed these robots to kidnap kids,” she told them.

Silence.

“Uh...”

“Yeah. And given the date on the report of Circus Baby’s pre-emptive closing and the obituary for Clara—”

“Holy crap and Christ.”

“—I’m pretty sure that Clara was a victim of the testing process,” she said.

“Oh my god,” Louis said. Jess looked at her phone, where she could see Louis holding their chest and looking sick.

“You okay?”

“Am I— We have to tell somebody!” they snapped. Jess shook her head, eyes rolling slightly. “Jess, don’t dismiss this – you just uncovered a murder!” they added incredulously.

“There’s no way the company doesn’t know,” she replied, shocking them into silence.

“…What?!”

“Six murdered kids and animatronics freaking out on parents, employees, and night guards? It doesn’t make sense for the company not to know what’s up, even in the vaguest sense, and since my employee contract explicitly stipulates that they’re not liable for my death if it happens on their property, they do not care,” she said, shaking her head.

“So, what do we do?” Louis asked.

“Well, I’m pretty sure at least one of these animatronics’ AI has developed to the point of near sentience and they’re unhappy that they’re being used to kidnap small persons to whom they are also programmed to deliver joy, so...I’m thinking rescue mission,” she said.

Louis was silent for a long time, and after a minute, Jess looked over to make sure the call hadn’t frozen or disconnected. Louis was staring at her.

“Are you fucking serious?” they asked. She huffed, smiling slightly, before shaking her head.

“Hypothetical. You are a robot,” she said. Louis leaned back in their chair and wiped their hands over their face. “You are designed to look fun, and have all these things that make kids happy and also want to be near you. You are also designed to kidnap kids. Wouldn’t you be pissed off? Especially since it was an adult who created you? I’d kill all the adults, frankly,” she muttered, going back to her computer.

She pulled up the Entertainment and Rental website, waiting through the mini trailer/booking enticement and then pulling up the booking schedule. With a frustrated frown, she noted that most of the animatronics were booked months in advance.

No Bueno.

She drummed her fingers against the desktop and then looked at Louis.

“I need to ask you for a favor,” she said. They groaned.

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#fnaf sister location #fanfiction #timelines are bullshit #RELEASE THE OFFICIAL TIMELINE SCOTT #ffs #anyway #remember #this was all from a dream I had #while my head hurt #so it's completely anachronistic #but so are these robots #also I named the kids #Crying Kid is James #Blondy Green-eyes is Clara

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So guys, I need some help. Pls forgive the rushed art + crappy highlighter/sharpie coloring So I've got 4 webcomic ideas and barely enough free time to start+commit to one... whichever I do will likely be traditional-style(similar to this but less crappy) since I just don't have the time to sit down with a tablet and crank out pages- it's easier for me when I can take paper and pens wherever I go. So since I can't choose one, I want you guys to help me decide what you'd like to see(since I kinda don't wanna put so much effort into something no one will care about tbh) so going in order we have: 1- DOWNLOADING EMOTIONS(name subject to change) Genre: sci-fi, but in a very modern setting Basic premise: Android 238754 is truly a remarkable feat in modern technology. He is a robot built to look like a human, and his AI so advanced that he is self-aware. His main goal is to "understand and reflect human reasoning and emotion", basically, learn to be as human as possible. He doesn't want to destroy the world, though, he just wants to fulfill his purpose and be like a real human(Pinocchio, much?) ... That is, until he meets Tyler, one of the scientist's 12-year-old son. Everything simple is suddenly all the more complicated with his first friend. Now does he listen to his stoic programming, or the new natural feeling he's discovered, even if it means going against orders? The plot is less action and more exploratory on themes of morality and what it means to be human. Also, how it feels like to learn to feel and not have them come naturally, and to be surrounded by others who understand it better than you. 2- ONE OF THE GUYS Genre: Slice of life, comedy, absurdity Basic premise: think Eddsworld, but not really. Basically took me and my two friends and genderbent us(though as a genderfluid I pretty much stayed the same whoops) in our crazy antics. Bob- the short fuse pyromaniac, Bert- the chill, sane one who happens to be a total stoner, and Scatt- the stabulous homosexual. Yes, we chose the most absurd names possible. No real plot, more of like a newspaper strip type thing of absurd things we find funny that likely no one else will. 3- SCOTT'S MAGICAL ADVENTURE Genre: fantasy Basic premise: originally made as a satire project to make fun of my High School, I've wanted to reimagine the story as a legit webcomic for a while now. In a world where magic is a dying art and considered taboo, a normal peasant named Scott teams up with a knight by the name of Ivan to, well, pull a cliche "save the world". The problem? Scott's magic makes him extremely powerful, but he wants nothing to do with it and wants anything but to be a hero. Ivan on the other hand has no powers, but wants to be a hero and save the day more than anyone. Things get complicated once secrets are discovered and no one is who they pretend to be... Also there are magical creatures like Unikitty! That's gotta make up for the inevitable feels... right? Follows more of an action plot, but explores a lot of dealing with the past and self-acceptance. Also the protag Scott is gay, that's a thing. ;) 4- NIGHT 5 Genre: FNaF, horror Basic premise: a Five Nights at Freddy's fan comic following the events of Sister Location, specifically Night 5. Exploring the true vs. fake ending, it follows William Afton's son, Ryan, as he tries to discover the truth of the place and what happened to his little sister. However, the animatronics have a different plan, and a different body. Lucky for him though, Ryan gets a helping hand from a certain crying child. Sigh, why can't he just go home and watch some soap operas with his exotically buttered popcorn? Listen, I don't normally ask for reblogs, but can we please spread the word so I can get some opinions? Thank you so much, y'all are beautiful!!!

#my art #please reblog #help #DE #OOTG #SMA #Night 5 #FNaF #five nights at freddy's #Sister Location #Scatt #magic #robots #webcomic #ideas #PLEASE HELP WITH IDEAS #exotic butters #art #I'm in college I barely have time to breathe #Ryan #Ennard #Mallory #crying child #alan #Tyler #bob #Bert #Scott #SMA Scott #Ivan