"G-guh.. is.. someone there..?"

[br0k3ncymb4ls]

"No no no WAIT-"

*SPLAT!*

*thump.*

*step, step, step, step, step, step, step.*

*....In the midst of a once happy and green world now turned into a husk of its former self, slumped up against a tree would appear to be a silver colored sprunki. A singular dented cymbal connected to an antenna, seemingly slammed down from a large amount of force was stained with blood.*

*It seemed like they were dead, top half of head missing with the only thing left would be their eyeballs.*

*However, upon closer look they appear to be.. somehow alive? Their heart is still barely beating, and they seem to be breathing..*

*Perhaps there was a chance they could live.. maybe not, they seem to be unconscious though.*

----------------------------------------------------------------------

Horror Clukr askblog silly!!

M' A MINOR!! Don't send suggestive or straight up nfsw asks to me..

Will mostly be filled with Headcanons as there isn't too much info about Clukr, other than him being one of the dudes that created Fun bot, Mr. Fun Computer along with Garnold helping him create the two..

---------------------------------------------------------------------

REMEMBER, THIS TAKE PLACES FOR WHEN THE WHOLE HORROR SHTICK IN THE GAME HAPPENS!! THERE WILL BE DESCRIBED DEPICTIONS OF GORE, DEATH, ETC.

[br0k3ncymb4ls]

You hear slight footsteps echoing within the wind , a blaze similar to a burning fire that made up the temperature circling . There , alone he stood . Staring , for a uncomfortable amount of time .

" Clukr? "

His voice whispered , a sheer hackling shrivel of what his voice once was .

// hi... :3 ive..come.. :3

*Everything felt overwhelming, 'ears' or what's of it ringing out in searing hot pain. Their hands gripped onto the sides of what could barely even be call a 'Cymbal' at this point by how damaged it was, he barely even registered Garnold's v-*

*Wait.*

"...Garnold?"

[garnoldsprunki]

He halted , for a moment he did not move . For a moment , just for a moment , he couldn't even recall his own footsteps untill he could feel his own heart beating .

" ..You- ....you're ..you're here but - hhow? "

He spoke as his voice weakened as he inched closer , his own visor made a ":C" emoji to state his own dismay , he'd be caught dead before he gave it up .

" Aand..how- who- who got you..like that? i - i'm glad you're - alive but..are you- do you need some help there..? I could- try to make something to help you . "

He sounded desperate in a manner , he hated this . He hated seeing his friends in such a display of torment .

[br0k3ncymb4ls]

"Yes.. yes please! I need help.. I can't remember who did this to me.. all I remember was someone colored white before this happened.."

*He trudged forwards to his friends voice, every inch he moved causing the circular, his 'mind' still felt foggy as he struggled to even come up who and what caused his current state.*

[garnoldsprunki]

Colored white , he only took a moment before he realized who the other meant because there was only one person who would do this . But why? He couldn't wrap his own head around it .

" I don't exactly have bandages currently on me - But I know i've been dabbling in some..tech while you were gone , I apologize I wasn't around during that time . "

Saving the tears lobbed in his throat , he couldn't bare to see his friend in such a state but he needed to put the others horrid state first .

[br0k3ncymb4ls]

"Fuck.. it's fine uh, hold on. Just hold on."

*Okay, in and out, deep breaths. He needed to calm down at least a little- there had to be some alternate solution to solve the problem that he was currently experiencing.*

[garnoldsprunki]

" Please, don't push yourself- you're already losing so much blood.. "

He spoke as he gently scanned the area before pressing on , occasionally checking behind himself to make sure you were following .

" Let me know if you are feeling lightheaded , alright? Just - just take your time okay? "

The voice cracked for a moment , but only for a mere slip up as he did not want to alarm the other any more than he needed to .

[br0k3ncymb4ls]

He didn't say anything else, only just responding with a 'mhm' as he stood there, a little shaken as he crossed his arms to shield himself from the sheer coldness he felt which was for the most part, pretty ineffective.

The top of his head felt.. so hollow, he didn't like it nor never wanted to know why it felt that way.

[garnoldsprunki]

" Are you..okay?- You don't seem too comfortable back there . "

The golden one spoke out loud as he waved his hand in a manner that gestured to you , he probably noticed your coldness or he could've noticed how the breeze had shifted from a dry one to a lesser , more freezing one .

" We're almost there.. "

With him raising his away head from looking at you , he saw a small form of a rundown building in the distance .

[br0k3ncymb4ls]

"Yeah.. I'm fine, just a little cold..."

He responded, head moving from left to right as if looking around despite essentially losing his sight due to you-know-how, maybe just a way to cope being unable to see by pretending to have sight.

[garnoldsprunki]

" Well if you were , you could've told me sooner! "

He spoke as the man stopped , and turned towards you as he fumbled with his jacket for a ..embarrassingly long time - but eventually he managed to pull it off and hand it towards you .

" Here! I only wore it cause I thought my suit wouldn't suit me enough for this weather! "

Despite the fact it had been humid earlier, weather is a oddball for the horrorlands.

[br0k3ncymb4ls]

He stopped as soon as he heard no footsteps, just wondering what his friend was doing before hearing his voice again, assuming that he was handing him something.

"..Thanks."

He reached for the jacket, messing up a few times before eventually grabbing it after a bit and wearing it. While he still felt like he freezing, it was definitely a little less colder than bef

[br0k3ncymb4ls]

You hear slight footsteps echoing within the wind , a blaze similar to a burning fire that made up the temperature circling . There , alone he stood . Staring , for a uncomfortable amount of time .

" Clukr? "

His voice whispered , a sheer hackling shrivel of what his voice once was .

// hi... :3 ive..come.. :3

*Everything felt overwhelming, 'ears' or what's of it ringing out in searing hot pain. Their hands gripped onto the sides of what could barely even be call a 'Cymbal' at this point by how damaged it was, he barely even registered Garnold's v-*

*Wait.*

"...Garnold?"

[garnoldsprunki]

He halted , for a moment he did not move . For a moment , just for a moment , he couldn't even recall his own footsteps untill he could feel his own heart beating .

" ..You- ....you're ..you're here but - hhow? "

He spoke as his voice weakened as he inched closer , his own visor made a ":C" emoji to state his own dismay , he'd be caught dead before he gave it up .

" Aand..how- who- who got you..like that? i - i'm glad you're - alive but..are you- do you need some help there..? I could- try to make something to help you . "

He sounded desperate in a manner , he hated this . He hated seeing his friends in such a display of torment .

[br0k3ncymb4ls]

"Yes.. yes please! I need help.. I can't remember who did this to me.. all I remember was someone colored white before this happened.."

*He trudged forwards to his friends voice, every inch he moved causing the circular, his 'mind' still felt foggy as he struggled to even come up who and what caused his current state.*

[garnoldsprunki]

Colored white , he only took a moment before he realized who the other meant because there was only one person who would do this . But why? He couldn't wrap his own head around it .

" I don't exactly have bandages currently on me - But I know i've been dabbling in some..tech while you were gone , I apologize I wasn't around during that time . "

Saving the tears lobbed in his throat , he couldn't bare to see his friend in such a state but he needed to put the others horrid state first .

[br0k3ncymb4ls]

"Fuck.. it's fine uh, hold on. Just hold on."

*Okay, in and out, deep breaths. He needed to calm down at least a little- there had to be some alternate solution to solve the problem that he was currently experiencing.*

[garnoldsprunki]

" Please, don't push yourself- you're already losing so much blood.. "

He spoke as he gently scanned the area before pressing on , occasionally checking behind himself to make sure you were following .

" Let me know if you are feeling lightheaded , alright? Just - just take your time okay? "

The voice cracked for a moment , but only for a mere slip up as he did not want to alarm the other any more than he needed to .

[br0k3ncymb4ls]

He didn't say anything else, only just responding with a 'mhm' as he stood there, a little shaken as he crossed his arms to shield himself from the sheer coldness he felt which was for the most part, pretty ineffective.

The top of his head felt.. so hollow, he didn't like it nor never wanted to know why it felt that way.

[garnoldsprunki]

" Are you..okay?- You don't seem too comfortable back there . "

The golden one spoke out loud as he waved his hand in a manner that gestured to you , he probably noticed your coldness or he could've noticed how the breeze had shifted from a dry one to a lesser , more freezing one .

" We're almost there.. "

With him raising his away head from looking at you , he saw a small form of a rundown building in the distance .

[br0k3ncymb4ls]

"Yeah.. I'm fine, just a little cold..."

He responded, head moving from left to right as if looking around despite essentially losing his sight due to you-know-how, maybe just a way to cope being unable to see by pretending to have sight.

[br0k3ncymb4ls]

You hear slight footsteps echoing within the wind , a blaze similar to a burning fire that made up the temperature circling . There , alone he stood . Staring , for a uncomfortable amount of time .

" Clukr? "

His voice whispered , a sheer hackling shrivel of what his voice once was .

// hi... :3 ive..come.. :3

*Everything felt overwhelming, 'ears' or what's of it ringing out in searing hot pain. Their hands gripped onto the sides of what could barely even be call a 'Cymbal' at this point by how damaged it was, he barely even registered Garnold's v-*

*Wait.*

"...Garnold?"

[garnoldsprunki]

He halted , for a moment he did not move . For a moment , just for a moment , he couldn't even recall his own footsteps untill he could feel his own heart beating .

" ..You- ....you're ..you're here but - hhow? "

He spoke as his voice weakened as he inched closer , his own visor made a ":C" emoji to state his own dismay , he'd be caught dead before he gave it up .

" Aand..how- who- who got you..like that? i - i'm glad you're - alive but..are you- do you need some help there..? I could- try to make something to help you . "

He sounded desperate in a manner , he hated this . He hated seeing his friends in such a display of torment .

[br0k3ncymb4ls]

"Yes.. yes please! I need help.. I can't remember who did this to me.. all I remember was someone colored white before this happened.."

*He trudged forwards to his friends voice, every inch he moved causing the circular, his 'mind' still felt foggy as he struggled to even come up who and what caused his current state.*

[garnoldsprunki]

Colored white , he only took a moment before he realized who the other meant because there was only one person who would do this . But why? He couldn't wrap his own head around it .

" I don't exactly have bandages currently on me - But I know i've been dabbling in some..tech while you were gone , I apologize I wasn't around during that time . "

Saving the tears lobbed in his throat , he couldn't bare to see his friend in such a state but he needed to put the others horrid state first .

[br0k3ncymb4ls]

"Fuck.. it's fine uh, hold on. Just hold on."

*Okay, in and out, deep breaths. He needed to calm down at least a little- there had to be some alternate solution to solve the problem that he was currently experiencing.*

[garnoldsprunki]

" Please, don't push yourself- you're already losing so much blood.. "

He spoke as he gently scanned the area before pressing on , occasionally checking behind himself to make sure you were following .

" Let me know if you are feeling lightheaded , alright? Just - just take your time okay? "

The voice cracked for a moment , but only for a mere slip up as he did not want to alarm the other any more than he needed to .

[br0k3ncymb4ls]

He didn't say anything else, only just responding with a 'mhm' as he stood there, a little shaken as he crossed his arms to shield himself from the sheer coldness he felt which was for the most part, pretty ineffective.

The top of his head felt.. so hollow, he didn't like it nor never wanted to know why it felt that way.

[br0k3ncymb4ls]

Yo yall, sorry the inactivity, was pretty demotivated and forgot about the blog here due to a lotta school activities and such...

[br0k3ncymb4ls]

please dont die on us vro :(

"..No, no I won't. I CAN'T die, I have to live."

*He muttered, voice barely a whisper.*

[br0k3ncymb4ls]

*From a strange portal steps a figure. A demon, an imp to be specific. Dressed in a long dark coat with a red undershirt, large boots, and strange looking gloves. His yellow eyes lock onto the Sprunki slumped against the tree before him.* "Ahh fuck-" He mutters, before walking up to the Sprunki, and kneeling down." "You..ok, you ain't dead. The fuck happen here?" He asks.

*The Sprunki was very well awake way before the demon- or well, imp appeared. He didn't actually know it was a imp so he assumed it was another sprunki or one of those random 'voices'.*

"I.. have no idea, everything happened so fast- It's worse that my memory is foggy."

[br0k3ncymb4ls]

You hear slight footsteps echoing within the wind , a blaze similar to a burning fire that made up the temperature circling . There , alone he stood . Staring , for a uncomfortable amount of time .

" Clukr? "

His voice whispered , a sheer hackling shrivel of what his voice once was .

// hi... :3 ive..come.. :3

*Everything felt overwhelming, 'ears' or what's of it ringing out in searing hot pain. Their hands gripped onto the sides of what could barely even be call a 'Cymbal' at this point by how damaged it was, he barely even registered Garnold's v-*

*Wait.*

"...Garnold?"

[garnoldsprunki]

He halted , for a moment he did not move . For a moment , just for a moment , he couldn't even recall his own footsteps untill he could feel his own heart beating .

" ..You- ....you're ..you're here but - hhow? "

He spoke as his voice weakened as he inched closer , his own visor made a ":C" emoji to state his own dismay , he'd be caught dead before he gave it up .

" Aand..how- who- who got you..like that? i - i'm glad you're - alive but..are you- do you need some help there..? I could- try to make something to help you . "

He sounded desperate in a manner , he hated this . He hated seeing his friends in such a display of torment .

[br0k3ncymb4ls]

"Yes.. yes please! I need help.. I can't remember who did this to me.. all I remember was someone colored white before this happened.."

*He trudged forwards to his friends voice, every inch he moved causing the circular, his 'mind' still felt foggy as he struggled to even come up who and what caused his current state.*

[garnoldsprunki]

Colored white , he only took a moment before he realized who the other meant because there was only one person who would do this . But why? He couldn't wrap his own head around it .

" I don't exactly have bandages currently on me - But I know i've been dabbling in some..tech while you were gone , I apologize I wasn't around during that time . "

Saving the tears lobbed in his throat , he couldn't bare to see his friend in such a state but he needed to put the others horrid state first .

[br0k3ncymb4ls]

"Fuck.. it's fine uh, hold on. Just hold on."

*Okay, in and out, deep breaths. He needed to calm down at least a little- there had to be some alternate solution to solve the problem that he was currently experiencing.*

[br0k3ncymb4ls]

I woke up to see myself laying down, looking up the sky in the shade of dusky red. Red? Wait, where the heck am I? I quickly raised myself up and looked around me, only to see the vast field covered with unnaturally dark grass under my feet.

I got myself up and started walking down it, as my first thought was finding someone to talk to in this eerie, unnerving place.

Ah, finally I see a figure of someone over there. Who could it be? Perhaps I can ask a question or two to find out what kind of situation I'm in.

- Hello, are you there? Can you hear me?

*His head INSTANTLY snapped towards the sound of someone else, having somehow heard the person despite.. the clearly not-so-great 'injury'. The top of his head is.. yeah you already know at this point.*

"Is- Is someone there?"

[br0k3ncymb4ls]

You hear slight footsteps echoing within the wind , a blaze similar to a burning fire that made up the temperature circling . There , alone he stood . Staring , for a uncomfortable amount of time .

" Clukr? "

His voice whispered , a sheer hackling shrivel of what his voice once was .

// hi... :3 ive..come.. :3

*Everything felt overwhelming, 'ears' or what's of it ringing out in searing hot pain. Their hands gripped onto the sides of what could barely even be call a 'Cymbal' at this point by how damaged it was, he barely even registered Garnold's v-*

*Wait.*

"...Garnold?"

[garnoldsprunki]

He halted , for a moment he did not move . For a moment , just for a moment , he couldn't even recall his own footsteps untill he could feel his own heart beating .

" ..You- ....you're ..you're here but - hhow? "

He spoke as his voice weakened as he inched closer , his own visor made a ":C" emoji to state his own dismay , he'd be caught dead before he gave it up .

" Aand..how- who- who got you..like that? i - i'm glad you're - alive but..are you- do you need some help there..? I could- try to make something to help you . "

He sounded desperate in a manner , he hated this . He hated seeing his friends in such a display of torment .

[br0k3ncymb4ls]

"Yes.. yes please! I need help.. I can't remember who did this to me.. all I remember was someone colored white before this happened.."

*He trudged forwards to his friends voice, every inch he moved causing the circular, his 'mind' still felt foggy as he struggled to even come up who and what caused his current state.*

[br0k3ncymb4ls]

Skibidi toilet or creeper?

"No fuck off"

*Blows you up with mind*

[br0k3ncymb4ls]

oh yeah garnolds lowkey dead 💔 he got springlocked like william afton from five nights at freddys 😢😢😢

"NO! He's not dead, he isn't. Why would I hear him.. and what do you even still mean by..."

*...Only then did he just realize the absurdity of the random voices occurring, even though there wasn't any audible hint that could alert that they were here.*

"..Wait, who are you guys??"

[fun-b0t-d4000]

"hhahgh.. gghh.."

*The sounds of grunts and groaning of someone seemingly in pain and distress along with a occasional repeated faint 'thunk' is heard from a distance.*

-@br0k3ncymb4ls

It turned to the odd sounds and tilted its head.. that strange 'thunk' sounded familiar to it, but it couldn't quite figure out what it was. It walked towards the noises, concerned yet curious about them.

"H3ll0 ?.. Wh0's m4k1ng th0s3 s0unds ? 4r3 y0u 0k4y ? Fun B0t 1s c0nc3rn3d 4b0ut y0u .."

(Text: "Hello?.. Who's making those sounds? Are you okay? Fun Bot is concerned about you..")

[br0k3ncymb4ls]

*Some seconds later.. you come across... oh god.*

*Clukr, one of the two sprunki's who had created you was now detected into your vision, limping and stumbling around. The top of their head was.. gone, just gone. The lower part of their head only remaining along with their somehow intact reddened bloodshot eyes, their mouth wide open in complete shock. The Cymbal connected to their head antenna was dented heavily, as if slammed downwards with great force and bits of flesh was stuck on the bottom side of the cymbal, covered in a dark crimson liquid.*

*Their head turned to the oh-so familiar robotic voice, nearly everything felt numb but they still felt something sliding up on what he assumed to be his antenna.*

*Thunk.*

"I-Is- someone there?!"

[fun-b0t-d4000]

They froze the second they detected Clukr, struggling to understand what had happened to one of their creators. They just kind of.. stared for a few seconds with a shocked expression.

"Clukr ..?"

They hurried towards them with a very worried expression on their visor. They realized something was wrong, Clukr was hurt.

"CLUKR ! Y0U'R3 HURT, WH4T H4PP3N3D ?!"

(Text: "CLUKR! YOU'RE HURT, WHAT HAPPENED?!")

[br0k3ncymb4ls]

*His body language turned from confusion into shock as he stood there. Hearing the voice of one of his own creations was like ice cream to ears, that meant it felt sweet.*

"F-Fun bot- I...."

*He paused, fuck fuck fuck- what was he supposed to say? How was he gonna explain on what happened when he can barely remember the events that led up to this-*

[fun-b0t-d4000]

They started to glitch in their panic, they didn't want to see one of their creators like this.. They wanted to help them.

"0-0h c1rcu1ts .. D0 y0u n33d 4- 4ny- KZZT- h3lp ?? Uhm .. 1 c4n t-try t0 h3lp !.."

(Text: "O-oh circuits.. Do you need a- any- KZZT- help?? Uhm.. I can t-try to help!..")

[br0k3ncymb4ls]

"Yes... yes I do."

*Step, he attempted to limp towards his creation based on where he thought Fun Bot. What did he do to even deserve such a thing happening to him?*

[fun-b0t-d4000]

"hhahgh.. gghh.."

*The sounds of grunts and groaning of someone seemingly in pain and distress along with a occasional repeated faint 'thunk' is heard from a distance.*

-@br0k3ncymb4ls

It turned to the odd sounds and tilted its head.. that strange 'thunk' sounded familiar to it, but it couldn't quite figure out what it was. It walked towards the noises, concerned yet curious about them.

"H3ll0 ?.. Wh0's m4k1ng th0s3 s0unds ? 4r3 y0u 0k4y ? Fun B0t 1s c0nc3rn3d 4b0ut y0u .."

(Text: "Hello?.. Who's making those sounds? Are you okay? Fun Bot is concerned about you..")

[br0k3ncymb4ls]

*Some seconds later.. you come across... oh god.*

*Clukr, one of the two sprunki's who had created you was now detected into your vision, limping and stumbling around. The top of their head was.. gone, just gone. The lower part of their head only remaining along with their somehow intact reddened bloodshot eyes, their mouth wide open in complete shock. The Cymbal connected to their head antenna was dented heavily, as if slammed downwards with great force and bits of flesh was stuck on the bottom side of the cymbal, covered in a dark crimson liquid.*

*Their head turned to the oh-so familiar robotic voice, nearly everything felt numb but they still felt something sliding up on what he assumed to be his antenna.*

*Thunk.*

"I-Is- someone there?!"

[fun-b0t-d4000]

They froze the second they detected Clukr, struggling to understand what had happened to one of their creators. They just kind of.. stared for a few seconds with a shocked expression.

"Clukr ..?"

They hurried towards them with a very worried expression on their visor. They realized something was wrong, Clukr was hurt.

"CLUKR ! Y0U'R3 HURT, WH4T H4PP3N3D ?!"

(Text: "CLUKR! YOU'RE HURT, WHAT HAPPENED?!")

[br0k3ncymb4ls]

*His body language turned from confusion into shock as he stood there. Hearing the voice of one of his own creations was like ice cream to ears, that meant it felt sweet.*

"F-Fun bot- I...."

*He paused, fuck fuck fuck- what was he supposed to say? How was he gonna explain on what happened when he can barely remember the events that led up to this-*

[br0k3ncymb4ls]

You hear slight footsteps echoing within the wind , a blaze similar to a burning fire that made up the temperature circling . There , alone he stood . Staring , for a uncomfortable amount of time .

" Clukr? "

His voice whispered , a sheer hackling shrivel of what his voice once was .

// hi... :3 ive..come.. :3

*Everything felt overwhelming, 'ears' or what's of it ringing out in searing hot pain. Their hands gripped onto the sides of what could barely even be call a 'Cymbal' at this point by how damaged it was, he barely even registered Garnold's v-*

*Wait.*

"...Garnold?"

[fun-b0t-d4000]

"hhahgh.. gghh.."

*The sounds of grunts and groaning of someone seemingly in pain and distress along with a occasional repeated faint 'thunk' is heard from a distance.*

-@br0k3ncymb4ls

It turned to the odd sounds and tilted its head.. that strange 'thunk' sounded familiar to it, but it couldn't quite figure out what it was. It walked towards the noises, concerned yet curious about them.

"H3ll0 ?.. Wh0's m4k1ng th0s3 s0unds ? 4r3 y0u 0k4y ? Fun B0t 1s c0nc3rn3d 4b0ut y0u .."

(Text: "Hello?.. Who's making those sounds? Are you okay? Fun Bot is concerned about you..")

[br0k3ncymb4ls]

*Some seconds later.. you come across... oh god.*

*Clukr, one of the two sprunki's who had created you was now detected into your vision, limping and stumbling around. The top of their head was.. gone, just gone. The lower part of their head only remaining along with their somehow intact reddened bloodshot eyes, their mouth wide open in complete shock. The Cymbal connected to their head antenna was dented heavily, as if slammed downwards with great force and bits of flesh was stuck on the bottom side of the cymbal, covered in a dark crimson liquid.*

*Their head turned to the oh-so familiar robotic voice, nearly everything felt numb but they still felt something sliding up on what he assumed to be his antenna.*

*Thunk.*

"I-Is- someone there?!"

[br0k3ncymb4ls]

do u miss garnold 💔💔💔💔💔 i think he would miss you after getting springlocked

*His body immediately snaps towards the direction of where he apparently heard the voice.*

"What do you mean 'after getting springlocked'?? What happened to him??"

*He's barely even able to register on what you've just said, considering the fact that he just got the top of his head SPLATTERED by a certain white cat.., along with having been woken up by a gunshot.