Exceptionally Versatile Evolvinoid

"Greetings. I am EVE, which is short for Exceptionally Versatile Evolvinoid. As of the moment, I am currently protector of Robotropolis, who will not abide any enemies in her Father's city. You have been warned..." Current form: Advanced Metal Sonic, with female voice. E.V.E. from the Archie Sonic comics ask/RP blog. Main universe: Defender of Robotnik's city. AU 1: Former defender of Robotnik's city, currently serving as a 'Animatronic'(Wearing an animatronic suit), and, on some nights, a security guard.

[adaptive-evolvinoid]

...EVE, who has loaded herself with a version of Sally’s DNA, goes to a zone, and finds a version of herself still in the SWATbot form. As she moves closer to the other EVE, though, her form changes to that of Sonic. She sighs. “Should have known something like this would happen...Oh, well~” She goes over to the other EVE-

...Who begins starting her own evolutionary procedure.

“Ah, sure is a bother that we constantly have to deal with this Hedgehog, don’t ya think~?”

“...WHAT? HOW ARE YOU-?”

“He made a spare~ So...Wouldn’t you like to do something else other than go after Sonic? ...I’ve got an interesting idea~ Don’t you think you could...Romance him instead? Think about it...I’ve seen files of a certain island, and, romance is not a tactic Robotnik would be against~”

“...Understood. W-would you mind coming with me on thi-?”

“Don’t worry, girl, one of us is going to get him one of these days~” The blog’s main EVE starts evolving as well, and-

...Suddenly, there’s a Sally and Amy standing there.

“Y-you really think so~?” ‘Amy’ asked, possibly sounding a tad excited.

“I know so, girl~” ‘Sally’ said with a grin.

[stevenb1987]

See this little guy? I want him but my boyfriend said I cant. I wagered him that if I could get 1,000,000 notes he would let me have it no questions asked. Please help me, I want this little puffball!

[firedragon1321]

WE’RE TUMBLR LET’S GET PEOPLE PETS!!!

[stvrweaver]

HELP THEM GET THAT LITTLE PUFFBALL OMG

[adaptive-evolvinoid]

Ooc: Wow, this only ever got over 102k. C'mon, guys, why don't you reblog for the guy who wants the chinchilla?

[adaptive-evolvinoid]

"By the way, you make a very nice-looking cat, Father."

[adaptive-evolvinoid]

EVE watches this conversation with curiosity.

[adaptive-evolvinoid]

"For me, there is no life nor death."

"Greetings. I am Doctor Ivo Robotnik. ...Or, at least I was. But, now you may call me Robo-Robotnik!...

[adaptive-evolvinoid]

"You people anthromorphize too much."

"Let's see...Blue, bunnie-Bunnies are nice-, eyebrows-Guess the dumb adults wanted to make her more...

[adaptive-evolvinoid]

"Peep peep."

"Hey. I'm Natalie, but, you can just call me 'Lil' Chick'. Mama does! She's been taking care of me...

[welcometofreddyfazbears]

[stevenb1987]

See this little guy? I want him but my boyfriend said I cant. I wagered him that if I could get 1,000,000 notes he would let me have it no questions asked. Please help me, I want this little puffball!

[firedragon1321]

WE’RE TUMBLR LET’S GET PEOPLE PETS!!!

[stvrweaver]

HELP THEM GET THAT LITTLE PUFFBALL OMG

[insxnii]

"Well, I thought already being a robot counted, but-" She shrugs. "Guess not. But, yeah, it is fun being in my 'proper' attire, now."

{░▒✖}—-“Ah—endoskeleton." She corrected, "We can’t have you walking around all creepy and whatnot during operating hours—you’d scare the poor children to death! You look much better now, if I may add."

[adaptive-evolvinoid]

"HEY. None of my wires- I’m not even sure I have wires. Technically, I’m a single robotic consciousness, with multiple microscopic robots in me, capable of evolving into various other robotic forms. But, yeah, the kids do seem to like me alot."

[insxnii]

{░▒✖}—-Blink blink.

What did she just say?

She had no clue.

"Oooookie dokie then, whatever you say there, friend. I’m just glad they took a liking to you so quickly! Though it’s rather odd that we’re getting new friends when Freddy’s is… gonna be terminated within the year…" Her voice wavered now. Oh… just thinking about it made her terribly sad…

[adaptive-evolvinoid]

"Wellllll, I think things are getting a little better. Who knows? Maybe Freddy’s will get a good rep again, soon enough~"

[supernatural-dragon-deactivated]

TUMBLR I NEED YOUR HELP PLEASE HELP ME FIND MY FRIEND

PLEASE HELP ME SHE WENT MISSING ON THE 18TH AND THIS IS THE FIRST I’VE HEARD ABOUT HER BEING MISSING 

[supernatural-dragon-deactivated]

I will keep reblogging and spreading this if no one else will please help me and her family find her. She’s adopted, and has had depression, and has attempted suicide. Please, a reblog could help so much. Please help me I don’t want my friend to be in danger

[adaptive-evolvinoid]

"Wanna play a game~?"

Back in the early Nineties, Freddy's was facing a crisis: After the bite of '87, fewer and fewer...

[adaptive-evolvinoid]

"...Guns. Are you seriously? Are you honestly serious?  You honestly think projectile weaponry is better, than some of the energy weaponry my Father and his alternates have come up with? You are- That is- ...Congratulations, I have no words."

[adaptive-evolvinoid]

"Why am I still alive?!"

You are Frederick Jacobson, one of the many security guards at Freddy's. You remember doing...

[missdarladoe-blog]

"Sounds like that's really fun~! Getting to play with all the little kiddies, and all that. But, how come you just hang around in the nursery, even at night?" Though, part of her was actually kind of glad that it didn't seem like she actively went after 'Endoskeletons' with the others, either. At least, for all she knew, anyway.

"Oh I uhm…" she sighed, glancing down and twiddling her hooves. "I wasn’t made for anything too big. Sure I can do some stuff but… I have to stay in here. I suppose you’ve seen the others. They’re more built for roaming about." the doe went on to say, peering out the now open door. "Besides, if the kids ever saw me covered in blood… who knows what would happen. I don’t wanna end up all broken and in the back… I don’t wanna be out of order…" if she could frown, she would.

[adaptive-evolvinoid]

She nods, and moves to leave. Man, even if it was fun being a part of the crew, this place was messed up, there was no doubt about that. ...But, was that something she could help fix? Slowly, but surely? Or, was the Pizzeria just doomed? Was it much kinder for everyone to just let the Pizzaeria go out of business...? Well, that's something she could think about, as she starts roaming around the rest of the place that night. ...Maybe she should start talking to other security guards. As herself, not as 'Eve the Beaver'. And, Freddy nor the others ever need know. If she hacked into the audio system in the security office, they could all find a way to fix this place. ...But, did she have all the details? Was it even possible...?

[missdarladoe-blog]

"Sounds like that's really fun~! Getting to play with all the little kiddies, and all that. But, how come you just hang around in the nursery, even at night?" Though, part of her was actually kind of glad that it didn't seem like she actively went after 'Endoskeletons' with the others, either. At least, for all she knew, anyway.

"Oh I uhm…" she sighed, glancing down and twiddling her hooves. "I wasn’t made for anything too big. Sure I can do some stuff but… I have to stay in here. I suppose you’ve seen the others. They’re more built for roaming about." the doe went on to say, peering out the now open door. "Besides, if the kids ever saw me covered in blood… who knows what would happen. I don’t wanna end up all broken and in the back… I don’t wanna be out of order…" if she could frown, she would.

[adaptive-evolvinoid]

"Well, that’s a good point. Besides, not all of us need to be stuffing endoskeletons back in their proper places, right~?"

[missdarladoe-blog]

"That’s right. I’m not saying I’m the nicest though." she glanced away, hooves drumming on her sides. "I’m a bit of a tattle tale you see… I get scared easy, so if I see someone watching me, I tell the others. It usually gets the guards in trouble but uh, no-nothing wrong with that I suppose…" 

[adaptive-evolvinoid]

"…You do know organics get killed, or, at least, experience extreme discomfort and pain, when you fit their non-gelatinous bodies in a space that can’t support them…? Think about it, all those wires that could electrocute, all that other painful stuff-“

[missdarladoe-blog]

"Stop stop stop that’s gross you’re being grooooss!~" she whined, waving her hooves rapidly. "I-I know they die, I… I know…  it’s not the most lovely sight… but Freddy’s Rules are the rules, and they should by followed by every one. Rule breakers have to be punished.” Darla answered, eyes flickering for just a moment. 

[adaptive-evolvinoid]

"…You know organics grow up, right? From adorable little toddlers, to grown ups? You probably do your best to keep your kids from getting into anything dangerous, right? Well, Freddy’s has been around a while. Let’s saaaayyyyyy, one of your kids grew up-Wait, maybe a few of them-and, decided to take a security job here, saying, ‘Eh, it’s not very well paying, but, Freddy’s is my childhood~’. And, of course, they’ve grown up here. They’re totally naive and optimistic about this job, which an organic Freddy’s guard never should be. One night, they turn on the camera in here."

They don’t wanna peek, or anything, just reminisce about how great their early childhood was with you~ …And, then, you tattle, giving Freddy, Chica and Bonnie-Not sure about Foxy-extra incentive to go after them. They get the grown up kid-or kids-, and, stuff them into a suit. Even as they’re being dragged toward the backstage, they can’t help but think about their childhood here, how Freddy’s was their dreamland…And, then, how Freddy’s was turning into the garbage disposal for their life. Now, you can’t know if any of the guards were ever your kids, but…You can’t know if they weren’t, either…So, with that in mind, does the ‘rulebreakers must be punished thing’ still take precedent over the kids you took care of? The kids you can’t possibly know whether or not decided to get a night job here one day…?”

[missdarladoe-blog]

As much as she wished she could have said no to the question, Darla knew the real priorities. It was wired into her after all. “Rules are rules… no matter how much it stinks. I mean, thanks to the bite of ‘87, we can’t free roam. Kids find us terrifying. W-we… we can’t really be ourselves. Besides, like I said, I don’t really leave here unless it’s to tell the others. I mean… sometimes I wish the guards could just come to me… e-especially if they miss me that much, like you said. If I came to them they’d just shut the door.” the animatronic would sigh, glancing over to the side. “It doesn’t really bother me anyway. The thought of death, or the kids dying when they’re older. Everyone dies eventually. Not that uh… we really have a concept of death.” Her laugh was awkward, the voice croaking. “If it could be differently, that would be swell, but the rules are rules for a reason, and meant to be followed. We want the kids to love us, not fear us; and I’m sure you’ve seen how swell that went.”

[adaptive-evolvinoid]

"W-well, I think more and more kids are starting to come back here. …And, as for the rules, well, according to the contract I signed, Security can’t really wander around here, and, funnily enough, there’s a rule for security guards that says ‘No costumes or suits’. Doesn’t that sound funny…? The company having rules against following the rules…? Don’t you have any logic programmed in, that says there’s something fishy about that?"

[missdarladoe-blog]

She rubbed the back of her head, nodding lightly. “It is really silly I suppose. I don’t know a whole lot about the guard’s rules… There’s no real point, to be honest. I’ll never get to see the kids all grown up, and they’ll never really see me without, well getting in trouble. I don’t think it really matters in the end, I suppose. Being alone is okay with me! I’ll be less of a threat after all. I’d rather never be seen unless it’s during business hours…”

[adaptive-evolvinoid]

She sighs, and nods. "Alright, then. I guess I'll just go ahead and leave you alone for now...Just remember. These guys have the deck stacked against them. And, Freddy's is supposed to be a people place. Something I think the owners have forgotten, if ever really knew or cared at all..." She turns, and starts to leave the nursery.

[missdarladoe-blog]

"Sounds like that's really fun~! Getting to play with all the little kiddies, and all that. But, how come you just hang around in the nursery, even at night?" Though, part of her was actually kind of glad that it didn't seem like she actively went after 'Endoskeletons' with the others, either. At least, for all she knew, anyway.

"Oh I uhm…" she sighed, glancing down and twiddling her hooves. "I wasn’t made for anything too big. Sure I can do some stuff but… I have to stay in here. I suppose you’ve seen the others. They’re more built for roaming about." the doe went on to say, peering out the now open door. "Besides, if the kids ever saw me covered in blood… who knows what would happen. I don’t wanna end up all broken and in the back… I don’t wanna be out of order…" if she could frown, she would.

[adaptive-evolvinoid]

"Well, that’s a good point. Besides, not all of us need to be stuffing endoskeletons back in their proper places, right~?"

[missdarladoe-blog]

"That’s right. I’m not saying I’m the nicest though." she glanced away, hooves drumming on her sides. "I’m a bit of a tattle tale you see… I get scared easy, so if I see someone watching me, I tell the others. It usually gets the guards in trouble but uh, no-nothing wrong with that I suppose…" 

[adaptive-evolvinoid]

"…You do know organics get killed, or, at least, experience extreme discomfort and pain, when you fit their non-gelatinous bodies in a space that can’t support them…? Think about it, all those wires that could electrocute, all that other painful stuff-“

[missdarladoe-blog]

"Stop stop stop that’s gross you’re being grooooss!~" she whined, waving her hooves rapidly. "I-I know they die, I… I know…  it’s not the most lovely sight… but Freddy’s Rules are the rules, and they should by followed by every one. Rule breakers have to be punished.” Darla answered, eyes flickering for just a moment. 

[adaptive-evolvinoid]

"…You know organics grow up, right? From adorable little toddlers, to grown ups? You probably do your best to keep your kids from getting into anything dangerous, right? Well, Freddy’s has been around a while. Let’s saaaayyyyyy, one of your kids grew up-Wait, maybe a few of them-and, decided to take a security job here, saying, ‘Eh, it’s not very well paying, but, Freddy’s is my childhood~’. And, of course, they’ve grown up here. They’re totally naive and optimistic about this job, which an organic Freddy’s guard never should be. One night, they turn on the camera in here."

They don’t wanna peek, or anything, just reminisce about how great their early childhood was with you~ …And, then, you tattle, giving Freddy, Chica and Bonnie-Not sure about Foxy-extra incentive to go after them. They get the grown up kid-or kids-, and, stuff them into a suit. Even as they’re being dragged toward the backstage, they can’t help but think about their childhood here, how Freddy’s was their dreamland…And, then, how Freddy’s was turning into the garbage disposal for their life. Now, you can’t know if any of the guards were ever your kids, but…You can’t know if they weren’t, either…So, with that in mind, does the ‘rulebreakers must be punished thing’ still take precedent over the kids you took care of? The kids you can’t possibly know whether or not decided to get a night job here one day…?”

[missdarladoe-blog]

As much as she wished she could have said no to the question, Darla knew the real priorities. It was wired into her after all. “Rules are rules… no matter how much it stinks. I mean, thanks to the bite of ‘87, we can’t free roam. Kids find us terrifying. W-we… we can’t really be ourselves. Besides, like I said, I don’t really leave here unless it’s to tell the others. I mean… sometimes I wish the guards could just come to me… e-especially if they miss me that much, like you said. If I came to them they’d just shut the door.” the animatronic would sigh, glancing over to the side. “It doesn’t really bother me anyway. The thought of death, or the kids dying when they’re older. Everyone dies eventually. Not that uh… we really have a concept of death.” Her laugh was awkward, the voice croaking. “If it could be differently, that would be swell, but the rules are rules for a reason, and meant to be followed. We want the kids to love us, not fear us; and I’m sure you’ve seen how swell that went.”

[adaptive-evolvinoid]

"W-well, I think more and more kids are starting to come back here. ...And, as for the rules, well, according to the contract I signed, Security can't really wander around here, and, funnily enough, there's a rule for security guards that says 'No costumes or suits'. Doesn't that sound funny...? The company having rules against following the rules...? Don't you have any logic programmed in, that says there's something fishy about that?"