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[Updated 1/12/26] < by NIX! >:3 I spruced up yer intro for ya, smellium Afton! <- actually, I updated it this time.
Is your name William Afton? Dave Miller? Vincent? Well then, Join the William Army today! No application needed, you’re already one with us. You cannot escape.
Hello, internet! < WELCOME TO GAME THEORY
I have been introduced to tumblr..
by some weird kids in “cosplay” < lmao how do u not know what cosplay is
So, I have decided to “Make a Blog”
Let’s chat!
Hi gng ooc now!
my main acc is uhh @fannyfanfaniel heh
I loooove Springtrap so here’s a blog for him! This takes place AFTER fnaf 3, BEFORE fnaf 6.
His personality will be based most off of the movies, his voice lines in pizza sim, and his voice lines in Dead by Daylight! No books or steel wool content here!
LORE TIMELINE FOR THIS ACCOUNT:
William and Henry open Fredbears, William makes the spring lock suits
bite of 83
They make fnaf 2 together
Charlie dies
Fnaf 2 happens
william is kicked off and Henry cobbles together fnaf 1
william kills five kids
william makes sl
elizabeth dies
william is spring locked
sister location happens
30 years
fnaf 3
Willry is implied but never outright stated, and William and his wife are divorced.
Don’t flirt if you’re over 18, mod is a minor
And don’t hate ppl or anything! Yeah okay have fun go wild guys
NIX:
Nix is about 26 (I haven’t fully decided yet guys) mostly an oc made specifically for the blog! She uses she/her lol, she hacked into Springtrap’s blog to mess with him and is here to stay unless people request I remove her! She’s mostly here to give me more liberty to post about Springtrap’s suffering and stuff heh
banner was drawn by @lissy2d
pfp was drawn by @snarkystarseeker
if I have used your work and you are uncomfortable with this, please shoot me a DM and let me know, I’ll change it/take it down :)
Tags I use:
Springtrap’s ramblings <- answering asks, one off posts, thoughts, etc
Springtrap reblogs <- reblogging things
Nix talking <- Nix’s posts/interactions with others
hey gang……… I uh…….>…… maybe got super fucking hyperfixated on Markiplier and the markisonas in an all consuming “I cannot engage with media that isn’t markisona related” way so it might be a WHILE before I touch this blog again my bad I didn’t mean for that to happen ummmm
okay i was getting like 30 notifications from you a day and i haven't gotten ONE in at least two weeks, did you run away or die or..?
ooc answer for this one!
depression and school hit me like a truck 😭✌️ I stopped interacting with other people first on all my accounts and have decided to on,y use one of them for a bit lol. I’ll be back eventually, just uhh taking a break! Sorry I never announced it lol
“Alright; stay back though, I haven’t tested them yet. I know you’re already a.. ghost, but better safe than sorry!”
he ducked behind a large dumpster, before coming back around, wheeling back around a makeshift stand made of various junk duct-taped together. On the stand were several mechanical items; a small disc, a mechanical arm with a saw on the end, and some messy ‘blueprints’ that were just hasty scribbles on spare paper and the back of menus.
“They might not be as.. good as some of my older work, but with the current limitations I have, I think I did pretty good!”
”Thank you, Elizabeth. Leave it to my favorite child to understand my vision.”
He managed a smile that didn’t seem just like the permanent one stuck on the suits face.
“If you want, I could try making you or any of the other souls some new vessels to possess; I could use some practice using my hands again.”
“I prefer not possessing anything. And the others are stuck in their vessels I think… my last vessel was quite violent and I did some terrible things partially because she influenced my mind”
“The AI on that line of animatronics was, in truth, added to keep the souls I’d wrangle in under control. I had no intentions of you getting caught, though; I suppose it.. in all honesty.. backfired.”
Admitting that it had gone awry sounded almost painful for him to do.
“No matter, though! It was a simple oversight; one that won’t happen again, since I no longer have Henry weighing me down.”
Classic William; trying to pin the blame on anybody but himself.
“Right…. Baby and I had quite the struggle, and sometimes it’s like I never left her body… honestly, it scares me because I don’t want anyone to get hurt.”
”… Sometimes, too achieve something great, people have to get hurt. It’s the hard truth of the world. Listen to me, Elizabeth; You are not her. She was just a program; lines of code and a voice box. You’re something far, far more. A human being. You’re infinitely more complicated than she could ever have been; far more real. Don’t forget that.”
”… Some blood must be shed to build a legacy, my dear. How do I put this.. There’s a parasite. She hurts me and mocks me and sabotages me; She wants to end what I have started to build. The only way to get her off my back, is.. to unfortunately, hurt her- whether physically or mentally. Should I stand back and let her swing the bat at my creations, my life, or.. stand up for myself?
“Alright; stay back though, I haven’t tested them yet. I know you’re already a.. ghost, but better safe than sorry!”
he ducked behind a large dumpster, before coming back around, wheeling back around a makeshift stand made of various junk duct-taped together. On the stand were several mechanical items; a small disc, a mechanical arm with a saw on the end, and some messy ‘blueprints’ that were just hasty scribbles on spare paper and the back of menus.
“They might not be as.. good as some of my older work, but with the current limitations I have, I think I did pretty good!”
”Thank you, Elizabeth. Leave it to my favorite child to understand my vision.”
He managed a smile that didn’t seem just like the permanent one stuck on the suits face.
“If you want, I could try making you or any of the other souls some new vessels to possess; I could use some practice using my hands again.”
“I prefer not possessing anything. And the others are stuck in their vessels I think… my last vessel was quite violent and I did some terrible things partially because she influenced my mind”
“The AI on that line of animatronics was, in truth, added to keep the souls I’d wrangle in under control. I had no intentions of you getting caught, though; I suppose it.. in all honesty.. backfired.”
Admitting that it had gone awry sounded almost painful for him to do.
“No matter, though! It was a simple oversight; one that won’t happen again, since I no longer have Henry weighing me down.”
Classic William; trying to pin the blame on anybody but himself.
“Right…. Baby and I had quite the struggle, and sometimes it’s like I never left her body… honestly, it scares me because I don’t want anyone to get hurt.”
”… Sometimes, too achieve something great, people have to get hurt. It’s the hard truth of the world. Listen to me, Elizabeth; You are not her. She was just a program; lines of code and a voice box. You’re something far, far more. A human being. You’re infinitely more complicated than she could ever have been; far more real. Don’t forget that.”
”… Some blood must be shed to build a legacy, my dear. How do I put this.. There’s a parasite. She hurts me and mocks me and sabotages me; She wants to end what I have started to build. The only way to get her off my back, is.. to unfortunately, hurt her- whether physically or mentally. Should I stand back and let her swing the bat at my creations, my life, or.. stand up for myself?
