The nightmares never end.

18+ Non-selective FNAF Multimuse RP blog. Please read rules Canon charaters: Mike Schmidt Arty Harris Phone Dude Original Characters: Aaron Hall Chun Min-Ho Shanaya Brown Samuel Tyson

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Muse List

Canon:

Mike Schmidt

Arty Harris

Phone Dude

Original:

Aaron Hall

Chun Min-Ho

Shanaya Brown

Sammy Tyson

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((GOD SCHOOL IS SO TIME CONSUMING. But I’m about to have an entire month off before summer school so hella.))

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((Whoa! So it’s been like for ever since I logged on. I’m on spring break now so I can be more active and get to replies!))

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Can we talk about the 3rd fnaf book for a second. Who the hell opened up another pizzeria and who is still murdering kids, because I swear to god William. /Mod Puppet/

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((Hey so midterms are coming up, that means lots of studying. So, I’ll probably get to replies really late today or like next week.))

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“Well… Yeah, I am. My uh… My father was one of the owners… I guess if you’re really that interested, I can help you look around, but I can’t guarantee you’ll be very safe. The uh… The things here, they don’t really like strangers much. I don’t know why any of them let me hang around here all the time, but I’ve always come here to vent my problems.” He said, scratching the back of his head.

He strolled over to the teenager, then flashed a rather nervous smile. He looked harmless, with his mess of curly hair and freckle-covered face, but it still seemed so odd that he knew so much about the goings on here in the abandoned building. “My name’s Mike, by the way.” He said softly, figuring he may as well introduce himself. This kid seemed nice enough, he might have a bit of fun telling him stories about the place.

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He blinked a couple times once learning this information, and he grinned. “Oh! You must be talking about the ghost kids, no? And really? You would?? I won’t take too long I swear.” Aaron has done a lot of digging into the disappearances and possible murders of the kids at Freddy’s. He knows a bit more than the average person about this place, even if he has no ties to it all. He also knows not to disturb restless spirits, that’s just common sense, but he had to come. “Wait... Are you- are you saying you talk to them?” He asked, raising a curious eyebrow.  Aaron started to feel a little giddy from his words. Now, that was something you don’t hear someone say everyday- oh by the way, I come here to talk to the spirits of dead children. He knew the rumors around town sounded a bit far fetched but he believed them anyways. The supernatural was a huge interest for him which is why he’s so obsessed with Freddy’s in the first place. “I’m Aaron! Nice to meet ‘cha.” He said, smiling. “Let’s go, yeah?”

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   With a deep interest in the horrible murders that took place at Freddy’s, Aaron must have thought it a great idea do go exploring in the old abandoned building that was once Freddy Fazbear’s Pizza. It still had all its decorations, though they were worn and falling out of place now. He must have been expecting some sort of neat occurrence, some sort of shadow moving where one shouldn’t, or even strange sounds. He didn’t expect to hear the very human voice of another person nearby in the building. It was soft, rather deep and spoke with a distinguished English accent. 

   “I just don’t know what I’m going to do, ‘Lottie. I don’t know much about being a self-sufficient adult, and getting a job is… hard. I don’t want to work for my dad’s old business… N-Not yet. I wish this place was still open, I’d work here in a heartbeat… Especially if it was night shift. I’d spend every night with you.” The voice echoed down the hall, but it was as if he was speaking to nobody. There was no reply. “Not that it’s much different… I spend too much time here.” 

   Peeking into the room, Aaron saw what was once the arcade and prize corner. A young man was leaning on the large gift box that was usually closed, and it appeared he was speaking to something in the dark. Something… Too elongated to be human. When the young man heard his footsteps he quickly straightened up and the strange inhuman figure slunk into the prize box.

“Who’s there!?” 

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Creeping around in an old Freddy Fazbear’s Pizzeria was a little more unnerving than he thought. He couldn’t tell if his heart was beating rapidly due to excitement or fear. The building was dark and the only light he had was coming from his flashlight. It moved around across the hall looking at various torn posters that barely hung on the walls. With his camera he took pictures of them.  His footsteps made echos down the hall as he slowly walked forward. It’s a shame none of his friends could come, they were all conveniently busy at the same time. He wondered if they were just making up excuses not to come to Fazbear’s which he understood but… still.  A little ways off he could here the noise of faint talking. He paused to listen and it definitely sounded like a voice. “….?” Was there someone else here besides him? They seemed to be talking to someone, however he heard no response back. Aaron decided to go check it out for himself, turning his flashlight off he shuffled towards the noise. Once he reached the entrance to the arcade room he slowly poked his head in. He saw a man and… well he thought he saw something else. It wasn’t long before his cover was blown and he ducked back behind the wall. “Ah..! Sorry no one’s here!” He squeaked, then inched his head back out. “… Hello-” 

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Michael realized it was only just a kid, and let out a short sigh of relief. “It’s dangerous to be in here, you know. Not a place to be sneaking around. Who knows what’s lurking around in the shadows?” He said, stepping a bit closer to Aaron. Sure, he could talk about this place being dangerous as much as he wanted to, but he was also here, breaking the same rules. At least he knew the place, and the place new him just as well.

“Look, just… First of all, don’t tell anyone I’m here. Second, are you alone?” He asked, glancing at the gift box for a short moment. Michael wasn’t sure how his ‘friend’ would react… She didn’t like strangers. He’d heard of people being chased out if they snuck in, and figured she was just protecting the place. However, he did know she could get a little territorial. 

“If you’re not here alone, we need to gather whoever else is in here, nobody should be alone. But if you came here alone, I’ll help you get back out.” He offered, which sounded a bit… Ominous. But he knew this place could get restless, so it was best that he stick close to this kid, just in case.

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He stepped out and stood in the doorway of the arcade, rolling his eyes at the scolding. “I mean- well yeah.” He said, slightly pouting. Yeah, he knows all that why do you think he’s here? Surely, not to just prance around in an abandoned Freddy’s. This was his first time here and he already had to leave. Aaron barely took any pictures to put in his old journal- his mom calls it a scrapbook, but it’s not. Don’t get it twisted. “I don’t know who I would tell, but okay I guess.” He shrugged his shoulders, “And yeah it’s just me.” His friends were supposed to come, those bastards always end up flaking out on him. Hmph. Whatever, Aaron was fine just being by himself anyway.  “Aww whaaaat? But I just got here thooough.” The teenager whined, his face reddened with embarrassment a couple seconds afterwards, realizing he sounded like a six year old.  “I um- You seem to know a lot about this place. Are you from here?” He asked.

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((In case you were wondering what my boy Aaron looks like :0c ))

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   With a deep interest in the horrible murders that took place at Freddy’s, Aaron must have thought it a great idea do go exploring in the old abandoned building that was once Freddy Fazbear’s Pizza. It still had all its decorations, though they were worn and falling out of place now. He must have been expecting some sort of neat occurrence, some sort of shadow moving where one shouldn’t, or even strange sounds. He didn’t expect to hear the very human voice of another person nearby in the building. It was soft, rather deep and spoke with a distinguished English accent. 

   “I just don’t know what I’m going to do, ‘Lottie. I don’t know much about being a self-sufficient adult, and getting a job is… hard. I don’t want to work for my dad’s old business… N-Not yet. I wish this place was still open, I’d work here in a heartbeat… Especially if it was night shift. I’d spend every night with you.” The voice echoed down the hall, but it was as if he was speaking to nobody. There was no reply. “Not that it’s much different… I spend too much time here.” 

   Peeking into the room, Aaron saw what was once the arcade and prize corner. A young man was leaning on the large gift box that was usually closed, and it appeared he was speaking to something in the dark. Something… Too elongated to be human. When the young man heard his footsteps he quickly straightened up and the strange inhuman figure slunk into the prize box.

“Who’s there!?” 

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Creeping around in an old Freddy Fazbear’s Pizzeria was a little more unnerving than he thought. He couldn’t tell if his heart was beating rapidly due to excitement or fear. The building was dark and the only light he had was coming from his flashlight. It moved around across the hall looking at various torn posters that barely hung on the walls. With his camera he took pictures of them.  His footsteps made echos down the hall as he slowly walked forward. It’s a shame none of his friends could come, they were all conveniently busy at the same time. He wondered if they were just making up excuses not to come to Fazbear’s which he understood but... still.  A little ways off he could here the noise of faint talking. He paused to listen and it definitely sounded like a voice. “....?” Was there someone else here besides him? They seemed to be talking to someone, however he heard no response back. Aaron decided to go check it out for himself, turning his flashlight off he shuffled towards the noise. Once he reached the entrance to the arcade room he slowly poked his head in. He saw a man and... well he thought he saw something else. It wasn’t long before his cover was blown and he ducked back behind the wall. “Ah..! Sorry no one’s here!” He squeaked, then inched his head back out. “... Hello-” 

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A Wild Muse Appeared!

« ° ~ Spencer Robins / B I O / Canon Character ~ ° »

“ Hey, man- okay, I have some awesome news for you! First of all, we found some vintage audio training cassettes! Dude, these are, like, prehistoric! “

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Hey! Can you guys reblog this if you are willing to roleplay some horror or darker themes?

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Originally posted by yourreactiongifs

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A Wild Muse Appeared!

« ° ~ Aaron Hall / B I O / FNAF OC ~ ° »

“ Oh shit! Guys did you know?? Someone was murdered here!! “

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Pizzeria Employee: William! It’s terrible! Children have been found murdered in our pizzeria!

William:

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bite victim’s brother: literally shoves kid into fredbear’s mouth

fredbear: bites the kid’s head

bite victim’s brother:

[nefarious-inventor]

x. A scene right out of the fic. Poor Chris has so much bruising and it looks terrible-

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((Okaaay time to work on some character bios))

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@wewaiteverynight

If there was one thing he hated about this place it was its lack of security. At least in the old run down pizzeria there were doors he could protect himself with. Here he had flashlight and a Freddy mask to confuse the animatronics. He hated wearing the mask, it smelled like sweat and he was pretty damn sure no one cleans it. Does anyone ever replace it? The thing sat on his lap as he shuffled through the cameras.  His heart almost jumped out of his chest at the sight of Foxy staring up at the camera. You’d think he’d be used to this by now, but it’s something about those robotic eyes staring directly into the camera that gets him every time. It’s extremely unsettling. “Oh fuck off won’t you.” Mike muttered under his breath. Mike’s attention quickly snapped to the noises of movement coming from the vents. Looking at the camera screen it seemed that Toy Chica decided to come out and play. Inwardly, he snorted to himself a little amused. Chica- well the original Chica had always been his favorite animatronic. So he found it a little ironic that Toy Chica would be the one to come out first.