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bag-chips · 7 months

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The FNAF 2 girlies are here! :) Headcanon stuff under Keep Reading!

- The FNAF2 animatronics are the smallest and lightest of all the generations. Due to their secondary purpose of security, plastic was used for the moulds and their endoskeletons were made to be much lighter. Thus, they are extremely agile.

- In the company’s attempts to rebrand, the Toys were designed to be brightly coloured and much more contemporary, with their outfits based on the trends of the time.

- This is most apparent with Chica. The teddy bear theme was carried from the 1st Generation.

- Originally, Toy Bonnie was designed to be a magician, but this was ultimately scrapped when they couldn’t figure out a way to get the mechanism controlling the hat in sync with the mechanical doves flying out from behind the stage. Needless to say, the first few tests failed spectacularly and led to significant property damage. Instead, they reused Bonnie’s guitar programming to make Toy Bonnie a rockstar.

- Toy Chica was universally loved by the public… almost too much. She was loved by kids for her friendly yet sassy demeanour, but there were also many instances of adult customers being inappropriate with the animatronic. Originally implemented as a harmless prank by Henry, he made the beak removable so that Toy Chica could scare off her admirers. However, as a downside this did make the beak prone to falling off in the middle of performances.

- The public had a love hate relationship with Toy Freddy. Some loved him whilst others hated the new design. He has limited jaw movement to avoid any more biting incidents. However, as the heaviest of the Toys, he is able to ram into and crush intruders with ease.

- Toy Foxy was specifically designed to fill the role that Foxy had ended up doing for years. They would perform on stage with their parrot puppet, doing interactive shows with the kids and comedy shows for an older audience. They would also leave the stage to play with kids. However, due to rushed production and technical oversight, Toy Foxy was prone to damages. After an instance in which they fell off the stage and suffered significant mechanical and cosmetic damage, their role changed. Instead, children could take them apart and put them back together, and were free to let their creative spirits run wild, covering the animatronic in scribbles and stickers. The Mangle does not receive maintenance. Its jaw is the only section that has not received significant damage.

- The Marionette is one of the oldest animatronics, designed around the same time as the FNAF1 animatronics. It was designed by Henry as a gift to his daughter, who had a love of clowns and puppets. Its primary purpose was to hand out gifts to children at the Prize Counter. Its secondary purpose was to keep an eye on the children. Originally, a mix of internal mechanisms and a string pulley system would give the illusion of the Puppet floating around the restaurant. However, following the death of Henry’s daughter, strangely the Marionette was able to move on its own. Workers presumed there had been updates to its programming and moved on.

#my art #fnaf #five nights at freddy's #fnaf 2 #fnaf2 #toy animatronics #toy bonnie #toy chica #toy freddy #toy foxy #mangle #the mangle #the puppet #the marionette #fnaf movie

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my-makeshift-masquerade · 1 year

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sry i love the idea of survivor bti rebecca so much cuz just imagine for a sec some drabble that starts off similar to a springtrap x reader fic like frighteningly intriguing or smthn but instead of romance its like “the fuck thats my dad” it would be so hilarious

Ohoho. Hoh. Y’all really just like my shit mashed together with other people’s universes huh? This definitely got me thinking though because @glitchysquidd’s notebook pages are quite compelling… After reading what I could of it to get an idea, this is going to be far from hilarious. It is going to be god awful, especially since poor Rebecca in this blurry fnaf timeline is still technically a minor. I hope the original creator of Frighteningly Intriguing does get a kick out of this though. Your stuff is a very fun read and I worked hard to make this even remotely comparable.

No read more because tumblr is glitching my text when I use it. Trigger warnings for autism meltdowns, flashbacks, trauma, and the obvious mentions of death. Let’s go…

It All Comes Back to Haunt You

“Ugh…”

A teenage girl groaned as she felt her phone vibrate in her pocket again. Micheal would not leave her the hell alone. She had spoken with Tim and Samantha already. They seemed more excited about her “past experience” with the animatronics than anything else. Her brother was supposed to take the job, but after a horrible amount of hallucinations he got just entering the building, she volunteered. He was not happy about it, but Henry wouldn’t let him go back until he recovered.

She had one night to actually be able to do something besides sit at home and hope the rest of her loved ones didn’t die horribly. This was her chance to prove herself in a sense. The Afton name followed her even after witness protection tried to erase it from her records. Her classmates knew who her father was. Of course they did. There was a whole fanbase of people who idolized him. Others stuck to throwing cafeteria food at her and telling her she should’ve died by her father’s hand and joined the rest of them.

She couldn’t say she disagreed…

Looking over the note left for her, she wandered around the empty horror attraction, searching for the other employee she was meeting up with. A couple of her peers wanted to trick her into coming to this place on halloween to cause her to have flashbacks. She heard their plans while eating lunch one day. What’s weird is she didn’t feel like she was reliving past trauma at all. The animatronics she just stumbled upon, the old models… Those were her friends… Hell, one of them was her own brother. They saved her life that night…

The teen didn’t flinch when Freddy’s head moved a bit, dead eyes sparking in recognition. Instead she just mumbled awkwardly, “H-hi, Gabe… I uh… hope everyone’s been doing alright… I’ll come see you later, o-okay…?”

“Let us sleep…” A ghostly child’s voice grumbled tiredly.

“S-sorry, guys…”

She didn’t argue, slowly shutting the door and continuing her search, soon overhearing faint conversation. Rebecca felt Micheal blowing up her phone again, and finally looked.

“Is his workshop still there? Henry wants to know if you could snap some pictures of blueprints.”

That was a good question, and she just stumbled upon the answer. Why was it wide open? Maybe her employers found it? Yeah, she’d go with that. The room was like a time capsule, mesmerizing her in an encompassing nostalgia. She remembered playing in this room so much as a little girl… Her father used to sit right here with her on his lap and she’d scribble on his scrap paper—

No. No no no. No diving into the past. Pulling out her phone, she snapped a few pics and tried to leave. The familiar head of a yellow rabbit lying against the wall froze her solid. Maybe she had underestimated the amount of trauma this task would bring back… Oh God… Was that her brother’s picture, and the address written after the bite? Her heart was starting to hurt more than her head…

“Who’s there?!”

A voice made her jump, putting down papers she was sifting through. A slightly beat up figure approached.

“Listen, don’t make me call the police, kid—“

Rebecca handed over the note, noticing the other person squint tiredly.

“You’re the one they hired to shadow me? You’re a little young.”

She nodded, “I-I’m Rebecca. My uh… my brother couldn’t make it…”

“Fine…” Her new coworker didn’t seem too thrilled for some reason, “Come on. I guess you gotta meet Dave.”

“Dave?” Rebecca echoed in bewilderment, “I thought they said we were the only two employees he—“

“Dave’s not an employee. He’s kinda scary. Smells awful. Walking biohazard. Still, he’s pretty cool.”

What the fuck were they talking about? If this “Dave” wasn’t a staff member then— Did they mean an animatronic they named Dave for comedic effect?

Then she saw it. The head peeking from around the distant corner down the hall… The head of the other Spring Bonnie suit. The same one she watched springlock her father when she was six, while she was on the ground with a knife in her body. She froze, feeling her heart drop to her feet.

“W-what the hell is that?!”

“That’s Dave...” Her mysterious coworker shrugged, “No need to actually be scared of him. He’s…relatively harmless…”

Rebecca knew for a fact his name wasn’t Dave. Her dad was just as bad at coming up with fake names to hide his identity as Micheal was. God, if she ever made it home, Henry and Mikey would not be happy to hear William Afton was back. This poor innocent person had no idea who they were dealing with! What should she say? Could she say something?!

Nope… She was in full meltdown mode now, totally mute. The teen felt her mind leave the current moment and rewind back years in the past. Her mother had convinced her she made up her family outside of herself and Micheal… She didn’t even recognize William as her father until he forced her to look at the suit that jogged her memory. He held her and told her he loved her, before a sharp pain pierced her back. She recalled seeing the ghosts of the children and the puppet standing between them… Then the springlocks went off. His screams haunted her as she passed out.

After that… It was a long stay at the hospital, which made her remember the siblings she was told she made up all the more… Loads of therapy later, she was staying with Micheal and Henry trying to repair her life to some form of normalcy without her mother… The best thing her father did was set her free from her mother, but that was besides the point. All the while the traumatic experience became the talk of the world, it seemed. True crime podcasts, news reports, so many fans of the franchise trying to find her and ask her about her experiences…

This was all some spooky story to the rest of the world, and this hooky horror attraction all but proved it. It was all fun and games until your siblings died and your father comforted you as he stabbed you in the back both figuratively and literally. Of course…

When she finally grounded herself, she nearly lost all the air in her lungs as she realized he was now a foot away from her.

“Dave! Personal space! Can’t you see she’s freaked out?!” Her coworker was starting to get concerned.

The animatronic rabbit rolled his eyes, all but confirming to Rebecca this was definitely still her dad. He was the type to scoff at anyone giving him advice in such a situation. His dead eyes almost seemed concerned when he shifted his gaze to her. That terrified her further. The last time he looked concerned for her was when she got stabbed.

“Hey hey…” The other employee spoke slightly softer, “Dude all the color is gone from your face… Here, sit down… Try to breathe… I’m gonna grab you some water…”

WAIT.

NO.

DON’T LEAVE HER ALONE WITH—

Her phone was buzzing like crazy. She didn’t dare take it out. She couldn’t. Trying to breathe, she gasped and choked on air as “Dave” sat down next to her, far too casually. This was painful. Was he trying to give her cardiac arrest?!

He was totally silent, besides the sounds of his joints ticking and popping unnaturally with his movements. It occurred to her with the stench that his body was still in there, making her gag. Her attempts to catch her breath were the loudest sounds for a few moments. It was almost calm… until she felt a hand on her back.

She would have screamed if she had any voice to scream with. Instead, the teen stiffened at the feeling of his hand feeling over her shirt, clearly noticing the slight bump of the scar she had down her back from his own actions. His eyes almost lit up at that, whether in a positive or negative way she had no idea. It seemed he was surprised she didn’t pull away. It was because she couldn’t due to paralyzing terror.

“S-stop pretending already…” She stammered, “I-if you want to finish it… J-just—“

His ears drooped slightly, and he almost sighed…?

What was up with him?! He wouldn’t even say a single word to her after all of what he put her through?! Wait… Could he even talk?

Footsteps made Rebecca relax a bit as her coworker had returned with water. She grabbed their arm to be helped up, and eagerly created space between herself and the figure sitting next to her. She pulled out her phone and with trembling hands found herself not texting her brother or Henry for help. She just left them on read. As much as she wanted to believe her own father was safe, it could seal her doom like it did before. She knew not to underestimate him, but she didn’t want to be a coward…

She was also worried about this other person who had no idea what they were up against. This was no time to fear the results of her actions. This was potentially another life on the line. She typed on the notes app on her phone and showed it to her coworker.

“I can’t talk right now, but please listen to me. Dave isn’t his name. He’s lying.”

“What? How would you know his name? You just got here.” They scoffed, almost playfully, obviously not taking her seriously, “I think you’re still in shock, dude…”

She could feel her father’s eyes on her even without looking up from the screen. As much therapy as she went through and as much as she knew her father did terrible things, she couldn’t help but feel guilty for doing anything to harm him. It was still her father, after all… Is it bad she missed him? After remembering all the things her mother told her were her imagination filling in loneliness from her autism… Was it bad she wanted her whole family back?

She was jolted out of her feelings when Henry tried calling her, but she pressed decline. This happened about three more times with Micheal’s number within the next two minutes.

“Yeesh…” Her new acquaintance commented jokingly, “Family won’t get off your back, huh? I don’t miss being your age, that’s for sure. Nobody thinks you’re capable of anything.”

Finally, a text from Mikey sealed her fate for the night and any future nights.

“That’s it. I’m coming to get you.”

She spat out the water she sipped, confused at why she was upset Micheal was coming to save her… Well… Rebecca still felt like she didn’t deserve to be saved the first time, so… Maybe it was that with her dad still here, she was finally hoping for this nightmare to end how it should have back then? She should’ve died. That was all she ever heard from doctors and police and kids at school… Yet she continued on living… She couldn’t count how many times people who knew who she was related to expected her to “snap” just like her parents.

As much as she loved Micheal and Henry for supporting her, she felt like she dragged them down by not being able to hate her father’s guts like they did. She was so young when it happened. Her mind was so cloudy on whether he actually cared in those moments or not. It was so confusing… Her mother’s gaslighting made it difficult enough without finding out her father was real and a serial killer. Then there was the matter of how just before she was born this whole mess started…

What did she do wrong to make her happy family fall apart before her very eyes…? Should she have been born at all…? Was she the one to blame for all of this? Of course. Who else would it be…? All those kids who died… Her mother being killed while baking her birthday cake because she just had to go see the animatronics she was banned from seeing that day with Mr. Emily… This all wouldn’t have happened if she hadn’t been what he was after… It was all her fault. She knew it deep down, too…

“Shit… A-Are you crying…?” The voice of the adult beside her sounded worried, “Was it something I said— DAVE! YOU ARE NOT FUCKING HELPING!”

The rabbit stiffened at being screamed at, but still stood up and approached. Before anyone could stop him, he hugged this seemingly random teenager in a manner uncharacteristic to his entire personality.

“What the hell’s gotten into y—“

Rebecca’s eyes shot open wide, as she began shivering and losing strength in her feet. She was prepared for the pain of the knife…a springlock mechanism… something to impale her and leave her bleeding out on the grimy floors, like just another prop in this haunted house built around her trauma.

…Yet nothing came. No stabbing, no blood coughed out of her mouth... This wasn’t like before. This was…just a hug? A…real one? From him?! She finally looked up at the masked face, silently demanding some sort of answer behind the whirlwind of emotion she was trapped in. He didn’t say a word, looking down at her and daintily moving some hair out of her eyes. His hold on her was careful, but also possessive. He wanted to keep her close to him for as long as he could…

Eventually the third figure pried her out of the rabbit’s steel grip, much to his upset as he stomped his foot to make a loud thud echo down the hallway. Her phone vibrated. Rebecca knew her brother was waiting outside, and would rather not have him break in to see this. She slowly turned to the door, shaken and shocked by what had unfolded. She almost wanted to go back to hug him one last time. No way she would be allowed back once Micheal and Henry found out…

“My rides here… They want me to come home. My brother is gonna come instead. He just needed someone else to cover for one night…”

She showed the phone mainly to the other person, but her father did see what it said and nodded solemnly, much to her surprise.

Springtrap followed them to the doorway as much as he could without being seen, and watched as his more recently met friend sent off the teen, who ended up running straight to a hooded figure. Micheal was taking care of her at least… He could overhear the conversation.

“She had a panic attack or something when she saw one of the animatronics in the attraction.” The employee’s voice sounded confused, but also slightly dismissive, “Probably just a little spook.”

“Thanks for looking out for her.” Micheal replied, “Can I ask which one of them it was?”

“J-just Bonnie.” Rebecca piped up suddenly.

Wait. Did his daughter just cover for him… or was she scared of Micheal’s reaction to finding out he was still here…?

William felt like it was both, but that included the former, and that nearly melted his dead metal heart. God, of course she still cared about him. She was too young to actually have the capacity to hate him for what he’d done to her back then. She was the youngest child he ever attempted killing. This wasn’t supposed to end like this for her… It stung seeing her still impacted by it after all these years. This wasn’t supposed to be her fate.

He wished he had gotten the job done on the night of her sixth birthday, if only to spare her from this haunting her for the rest of her life.

After the pair of siblings left, the only words that came next were:

“Dave, what the flying fuck was that?”

#drabbles #oof this one got long…#bound to imagination #frighteningly intriguing

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star-going-supernova · 2 years

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BtH HC's

Some BtH verse HC for anyone who wants them. And yes, the new animatronic is Beast Wars Inferno transplanted to FnaF because he's already served one purple sociopath and there's another in the basement.

- Fazbear's initially had the idea of an outdoor deck restaurant attached to the Pizzaplex's upper level and had the plans down for a gourmet chef animatronic. They got halfway through making Inferno before the project got scrapped and decided to instead put him to work as daytime security. The flamethrower is a holdover they neglected to get rid of because he was supposed to wood fire pizza and other meals in front of patrons for that authentic feel.

- His mind got scrambled upon activation thanks to the virus and as a result he thinks like an ant. The Pizzaplex is the Colony, Freddy is the Royalty/Queen (this was initially Burntrap), and because Freddy basically adopted Vanessa and Gregory they are referred to as Princess. Monty and Roxy think that's hilarious.

- As Queen, Freddy's word is law. Be nice to the workforce drones? Done. Tussle with Monty a bit to make him happy? Done. Do not let Gregory anywhere near the flamethrower? SUPER done.

- Fussily tidy. Only allowed to set fire to the trash after hours, does so with gusto.

- Closest friendship is the Daycare Attendant. They bond over keeping workspaces clean and Inferno will start his night by helping clean up the Daycare.

- Salutes Vanessa and stands at attention anytime they meet when she's on shift. Rumours spread amongst the day-shift as to how she tamed him with the daydreamers wishing there was Go Pro footage because that must have been epic.

- Mostly spends the day shift patrolling or helping lift things in the loading area. However, every time a new employee has a kitchen shift, he's there in the corner scribbling on a clipboard writing an evaluation (a holdover from his original programming). Firm but fair critic.

- Dayshift have mixed feelings. On one hand, he keeps calling them 'drones', he expects everyone he's 'working' with to give it 100% and woe betide you if he catches you on an unauthorized smoke break. On the other, intimidates the Karens just by glancing at them, pays due compliments, is willing to do the dirty jobs they dread (he cleans the ballpit every day, the madbot) and can play a mean game of cards.

- Mostly chills with Sun/Moon or DJMM after his work is done but can be convinced to join the others for a round of golf or a game of Fazer Blast. Too big to comfortably fit in a go-kart.

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submitted by @wrookie01

Neat stuff! Are you planning to write a full story with this?

#submission #wrookie01 #life and times of star

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partnersatfazbear · 3 years

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Sketchbook Pages 41, 42 (according to my notes)

Hope you guys are enjoying all these double uploads of art and fanfic =XD I’m just really wanting to leave yall with something to tide yourselves over!

To give some background info, I’ve been: drawing a lot of anatomy, especially legs; drawing a lot of non-FNAF fan art (because I’ve been playing old games as a comfort mechanism--I am absolutely miserable without my things and it sucks)

Page 41: I scribbled a lot of notes... Spoilers for RS Chapter... 17? Some fluff, some crazy!Will. I drew his face upside down and like... ya know without turning the paper, and it came out pretty creepy. I hate it XD I reread RS and I just really love William talking to the Spring Bonnie head. I’d probably watch an entire movie of him just crazy rambling, venting, and crying over this inanimate thing he loves. It’s really where you can tell William has gone off the deep end. Even though this was an idea I had originally, I’m glad that TSE’s actually reinforced the idea somewhat. Rewatching FNAF 6 again cuz why not... my wife and I always joke that Henry would encourage Mike to purposely fuck up the Scraptrap salvage mini-game. XD Drew a little comparison of my Mike and William, since they are very similar. The top drawings were done in a pen I prefer, but I misplaced it (like always) and had to switch to a more liquid pen and... well, my sketches get super sloppy with it since the heavier ink tends to dab and smear. I drew this spoiler sketch for Sammy and the AlmagAfton and was wondering where I got the inspiration from (pretty sure it was End of Evangelion. I’ve been biding my time waiting for my wife’s vacation to watch Evangelion 4.0 and it sucks waiting. End of Evangelion, which 4.0 is a recreation of, happens to be in like my top 3 anime films of all time, so...) ANYWAY, I decided to give CEO!Sammy a rabbit... he names it PJ... I very very much picture him like a Bond villain and that’s OK. =:) Oh, the random girl in the center is my personal OC. I wanted to draw her in the night guard uniform >>; She’s a cop in my universe, anyway...

Page 42: The top left has some scraps from other pages (you aren’t missing anything, I was doing non FNAF comic page planning underneath). These were done in pencil, hence the shade difference. Drawing faces and emotions is a huge comfort for me.Like I said before, I reread RS and it’s such a shame Elizabeth and Charlotte didn’t hang out more “on screen”, as I think Charlotte would be this quiet, mature type; Elizabeth is an impulsive and stubborn type (like their old men, I guess). So, like, Elizabeth could get Charlotte to open up more and Charlotte could teach Elizabeth some manners XD There’s a small sketch in the center of a (badly drawn) William for the scene when the Mangle prototype briefly comes to life due to the dog remnant. It’s a creepy scene in the story, even if the theory is universally hated now. It’s not something I believe, really, but I NEEDED it to happen so William could discover Remnant. There’s more angry William and a few more sketches of CEO!Sammy. I really have fun drawing him and I was refining the idea from the previous page. He’s one of many posessed by Glitchtrap, so I tried to show that... (Also, it bothers me that he looks like Rasputin from Devil Summoner: Raidou Kuzunoha 1, BUT its fine. I’ll deal with it.) Please ignore my Aerith sketches. Since my PS4 HDMI died and I can’t get it repaired and I can’t find/afford a PS5 and I haven’t experimented with remote play as a back up yet, I can’t replay FFVIIR, so I’m playing FFVII on my Switch again. Aerith is probably my favorite character of all time, so...

As you guys may have guessed I’m really revving up on inspiration to try and finish Truth Seeker... I think I will be posting more of it soon as the final two chapters of RS come out.

If you like my work, please reblog it, share it, or at least comment and let me know what you loved =:) I really wanna cater more to you guys, but I have no idea where to begin!

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