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Been having this idea on and off for a few days now, so I may as well say it.

What if we get a couple of Dr. Scraptrap levels for Help Wanted 2 DLC?

And we gotta, like, play the lab assistant or something? Like giving him a metal arm or try to brew something that makes him look less haggard?

And he’s all menacing and cartoon supervillain-like at first, but then you realize that this man’s confidence is shot. Like.. Really shot. Like “he’s hiding in the shadows until he has to be face-to-face with you on the last level” kinda deal. Dunno if you’d need to calm him down like Roxanne on her last level, but I do think he’d be really jumpy…

Idk exactly why my brain spun this out, but here we both are.

Anyway, I’m heading to bed now.

#scraptrap #william afton #fnaf fandom #fnaf help wanted 2 #dlc idea #dr. scraptrap #if I accidentally call this #uh #whoops #late night rambles

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My dumbest FNAF bet yet, but here goes

We get more huge FNAF news this week, and I’ll draw my pre-83 William (or Scraptrap) in some kind of “draw me like one of your French girls” pose. Think like that one Dalek post, if you need a reference.

Complete with the couch.

I haven’t lost a bet yet, so this should be easy to avoid.

#william afton #scraptrap #fnaf fandom #personal bet #this is so dumb #but I’m feeling overconfident today #hold me to this

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FNAF Notre Dame AU Chapter 14: “The Judgment”

(AKA “The second half of Chapter 13, I guess”)

So this turned out to be shorter than I expected, but I hope this was still worth the wait. [And isn’t too rushed…]

Now, let’s see what went down after last chapter’s revelation… Hopefully, it won’t be too brutal?

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Nevertheless, he slowly climbed back to his feet. “‘Agonia’,” he said with a breathless laugh, “surely you can understand my intentions! I was only trying to follow in your footsteps!”

Agonia only muttered under his breath. His fury remained intact.

Glitch’s ears drooped past his shoulders. “What else was I supposed to do?” he stammered out, carefully maneuvering away from his listener. “I had no idea what you looked like! You gave me no indication!”

Another round of indistict muttering. The rage was starting to no longer look tranquil.

Glitch’s foot bumped the knife handle. His ears twitched, but everything else focused on his opponent. “And, even if I did know, would anything I taught you really change?” he asked with a trembling smile. “Given your reputation, I think my lessons have only gotten more valuable. After all, you are a wretched, rotten beast— One that I made more useful.”

Agonia picked up one of the medical kits and threw it over the rabbit’s head. “The only thing you taught me is to ‘live’ in shadows and obey your every word!” he yelled, gnashing his teeth. “What good is such a lesson when the only thing to hide from is monsters like us!?”

Glitch ducked, taking the opportunity to snatch up the knife. He locked eyes with Agonia, then twirled the blade by the handle. “It aids you in fighting for your life,” he answered, inching closer with every syllable.

Agonia retreated in a similar manner. His body fought the urge to cower. His mind darted between tactics and self-admonishments. Yet he continued to back away. Still staring at the threat made crystal clear. A threat that now seemed like a twisted reflection of his old self the more he looked at it. The near-identical demented grin. The careful, yet carefree approach. The exact sensation of a mad “man” about to succeed in his schemes.. All of it was present in the rabbit Agonia once called his sole defender.

And yet, in that moment, Agonia did not feel distraught. He knew what happened when he fell into that sort of trap. All he had to do was spring it at the right time.

He backed into the first step, then fled up the rest of the staircase. Glitch followed close behind. They rushed into the main entrance of the castle, only halting to catch their “breaths”. The southern windows still cast a murky red glow upon the room. Muffled voices broke the silence, though their words were indistinct and distant. A sense of emptiness filled both the outside world and the main hall. A void Glitch  determined to fill with deathly cries.

He tightened his grip on the knife. His stride quickened. All he could see was a reddish blur as he charged towards the hunchbacked wretch. His knife slashed through the air. No sound of impact reached his rabbit ears. He twisted his body around, then lunged again. Another near-miss— Punctuated by a harsh tumble onto the floor. He gingerly rose from the floor to his knees. The only sound he registered was someone ascending the tower staircase.

“A..gonia…” the judge thought wearily as he stumbled to his feet. “He’s… going to cry for help.. That has to be what he’s planning.” He steadied himself, took a moment to slowly, then whipped his head around. “I will not stand for it,” he snarled as he charged towards the staircase. “If I am doomed to have authority over one soul alone, then ‘Afton’ will be that soul.” With this as his new drive, he bounded up the stairwell.

Agonia peered over the Princess’ Balcony. The fire was contained, yet still burned with fury. Roxanne and Cassie were nowhere to be found, as well as Vanessa and Gregory. Only the firefighters and a few brave volunteers remained on the premises. Whether it was to put out the fire or to save the mysterious bell ringer, Agonia could not tell. Regardless, the nightmare down below was nearing its end.

The nightmare high above, on the other hand…

Agonia shut his eyes. His body tensed.

The door on his left opened with a creak.

Glitch strolled to the railing, then placed his hand on the ghost’s shoulder. “You want to call out to them, don’t you?” he asked in a cold, steady tone.

Agonia nodded.

“So you want to repeat what happened at the Festival of Tomfoolery, ‘Mister Afton’?”

He shook his head.

Glitch clicked his tongue. “How many times must we go over this?” he questioned as he twirled the knife in his other hand. “You will not have recognition without replusion— Especially now that we know who you truly used to be. Why invite more calumny and consternation?”

“Because it would be better than staying here!” Agonia rasped before grasping the rabbit’s knife-wielding arm. As soon as he felt the wooden handle, he opened his eyes. His brows furrowed. “But if I am to stay here forever,” he continued slowly, shifting his gaze to the bell tower, “then there is one thing I must do first.”

“And what is that?” Glitch scoffed.

Agonia’s expression turned somber. His pupils stopped darting to and fro. “I must fulfill one of those lessons you’ve taught me,” he answered in a strange monotone.

“There have been many lessons I have taught you, onus meum,” Glitch remarked with a chuckle, trying in vain to pry his arm from his listener’s grasp. “Which one are you referring to?”

Agonia moved his hand from Glitch’s arm to his wrist. He pulled his master closer to him, then stared him dead in the eyes. “Impius non erit impunitus,” he said in a low, bitter tone. Without any other warning, he led them both to the repaired lantern.

“Agonia, let go!” Judge Glitch protested, pulling at his fist-clenched arm. “Let go of me this instant! William!”

Agonia stopped in front of the lantern. His hand slid off the judge’s wrist, but snatched the knife as it let go. He switched to the judge’s other wrist, restraining him once again. They moved to the railing, then climbed over it— One after the other.

Glitch peered over his shoulder. His code-created heart pounded. They were  practically dangling over the fiery abyss. One wrong move and... “Agonia,” he sputtered, his tone dancing between false warmth and despair. “You don’t want to hurt us both, do you?”

Agonia paused. He stared at the ever-flickering candle. His mind sifted through the decades he had gone through. All the murderous torment he inflicted on others. All the agonizing terrors he inflicted on souls both strange and familial. All the influencing he must have done to create the monster that corrupted the lingering threads of his humanity in return…

He spun the knife in his hand. With one quick movement, he stabbed the lantern straight through the center. His entire body weakened, as did Judge Glitch’s balance. They fell off the edge together— One screaming for mercy and the other practically unconscious. 

A few firefighters rushed to catch them, but all they could retrieve was the ghostly chill the specters left behind.

#william afton #glitchtrap #fnaf fandom #fnaf au #fnaf fanfic #other characters mentioned #notre dame au

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BRB gonna go write that one AU fanfic chapter.

This’ll probably take a few hours, but I’m planning to get it done by tonight.

‘Cause if Steel Wool’s not gonna be able to bring the hype to FNAF today, somebody has to.

#fnaf fandom #fnaf fanfic #fnaf au

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Never mind. The trend has ended.

No news today.

Phew..

Why is FNAF trending again?

Is this a sign of upcoming news??

#fnaf fandom

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Why is FNAF trending again?

Is this a sign of upcoming news??

#fnaf fandom #fnaf #i am in news purgatory today #oh help me

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Look, I would love to see the FNAF side of my brain explode tomorrow.

But nah.

I don’t see it happening.

#fnaf fandom #fnaf #pond chatters

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So Ruin has been announced to be dropped onto XBox today.

And this isn’t even the 24th yet.

#fnaf fandom #fnaf ruin #fnaf news

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Bill Sr. has finally hit a roadblock in his overall plan for his side blog, I see.

Good for him.

#bill afton #bill afton sr. #fnaf fandom #side blog #character blog #who’d have thought #two people yelling like that one skeletor meme #lol

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Just had a dream that ended with me looking at a photo with the words “Webkinz breed negligence”. With this white background that had yellow ribbonlike stripes on it.

Yes, someone had an essay attached.

No, Webkinz (the site) does not breed negligence. It’s actually supposed to teach kids the opposite, iirc.

#webkinz #weird dream #dream journal #smh brain

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For anyone wondering why Steel Wool potentially release something on the 24th, here’s the Tweet from one of Steel Wool’s own design guys:

“I love cool dates. Like when Skyrim came out on 11/11/11.

Well today is 2/24/24. Pretty cool.

Will be even cooler when it's 4/24/24...”

…If this isn’t just the design guy having fun with cool dates, this could be anything. For all I know, it’s another Hello Neighbor DLC thing that hasn’t been announced yet idk.

Don’t get hyped up yet is all I’m trying to say.

So we may or may not get something from Steel Wool on the 24th of April, eh?

I’ll keep that in mind…

(..And quote/link the source of said rumor in an RB. The last time I tried to just link my source, it done failed to cooperate when the person clicked on it.)

#addition #important

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So we may or may not get something from Steel Wool on the 24th of April, eh?

I’ll keep that in mind…

(..And quote/link the source of said rumor in an RB. The last time I tried to just link my source, it done failed to cooperate when the person clicked on it.)

#steel wool studios #rumors #take this with a grain of salt #fnaf related #kinda

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No worries! I appreciate the info-dump! I’m glad I got to learn more about Star Hopper as well as your Hurricane-William.. Even though I now feel pretty bad for them both. :[

If it’s any consolation to Star Hopper, I’m pretty sure a first encounter with my pony William would go like this:

I think he’d be too distracted by the golden feathers to notice lol.

Pony Billy and Henry for Hurricane: Wild Cat :3

Star Hopper and Copperhead with my personal pony type headcanons

#william afton #mlp #reblog #fnaf #pond’s art #pond’s doodle #too bad my brain’s not wanting to work #because I have so much to ramble on

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Re-blogging just to say that, as someone who used to watch the Gen 4 My Little Pony, the words “can’t fly” hit me like a truck filled with Nightmare animatronics.

Pony Billy and Henry for Hurricane: Wild Cat :3

Star Hopper and Copperhead with my personal pony type headcanons

#william afton #mlp #pony design #fnaf #reblog #star hopper’s face didn’t help that feeling

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Okay, sleepy time’s over.

So apart from murmurings of Henry Emily in the FNAF movie, all’s quiet and normal?

All right then.

I guess my preemptive carrot-eating was for nothing.

Well, gonna let this blog sleep for the next two days.

Wake me if anything happens.

#sleepy time #aftermath

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Well, gonna let this blog sleep for the next two days.

Wake me if anything happens.

#sleepy time #honk shoo mimimimi

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RB-ing this again because I love his reaction so much. :]

Hey dont mean to sound weird but your scraptrap is very handsome

you are the first person i have ever witnessed say the words scraptrap and handsome in the same sentence 🙏bless

#scraptrap #reblog #again