𝙿𝙻𝙴𝙰𝚂𝙴 𝙻𝙴𝚃 𝚄𝚂 𝙸𝙽.

We're forced to be still and play the same songs we've known since that day an impostor took our life away, now we're stuck here to decay! Please let us get in! Don't lock us away! We're not like what you're thinking! We're poor little souls, before we've lost all control, and we're forced here to take that role.

[noodlelcdy]

        S T A R T E R / P L O T  call; BONNIE THE RABBIT

[noodlelcdy]

brctallyhonest:

                ❝i always wanted to be in new york, actually that was my plan but i mean, not like this❞

    “ I F it was the plan, why does it matter how it happened?” Daisy gave her a smile, tilting her head. “ Take the opportunity. ” 

[noodlelcdy]

mcryjwatson:

“ — this poster wasn’t here yesterday. HAMILTON: AN AMERICAN MUSICAL, tony winner for best musical ! how could i have never heard of this ? ”

  “ I T definitely was here yesterday, I went and saw the musical a few weeks back - are you sure you were looking hard enough?  ”

[noodlelcdy]

rcbinspcrklcs:

“ okay look, i’ve had a shitty day and i really don’t want to listen to you YAP. wanna help me finish this bottle of vodka instead ? ”

     “ I don’t think I should be drinking that - I don’t really think you should be drinking that much either, it’s a little excessive is it not? ”

[noodlelcdy]

bleedingfxsts:

Bored and irritated, Butch paced down the streets of the unfamiliar city, meeting anyone who passed eye. At this point he was looking for a fight. Something to distract him and feed the bloodlust. So far everyone was a disappointment. They lowered their gaze unwilling to humour him. Scoffing in disgust, he looked around, half considering picking out one sucker and dragging them down an alley when idle noted drew his attention. Whirling around, he just managed to catch the sight of the string snapping, his sensitive hearing picking up the woman’s quiet words. Shoving his hands in his pockets, he made his way to her, an ugly sneer marring his face. “Serves you right. You sounded like shit. The guitar couldn’t even put up with it,” he jeered, the insult flowing so naturally. Sure, he hadn’t heard her playing for more than a beat, but it didn’t need to be true to break people down. Eyeing her, his eyes landed on the blood, his interest perking at the sight. It wasn’t much, but humans tended to freak out over the small stuff. “Looks like a sting’s the least of your problems, girly.”

     B O N N I E had never met this person - though it was no surprise to the woman that people could be so mean, so ruthless for no reason. “Do you think it’s funny being a bully?” She asked, words so childish that they didn’t match the adult face she now had, though it did sting, but only because of her own insecurities - Daisy knew she had gotten rusty with her playing, she hadn’t done it in years. Looking down at her finger again, she grimmaced, it wasn’t great but it didn’t matter at this moment. Finally standing up and letting the guitar slump to her side still held by her good hand. Finally reaching down into her purse, and grabbing at the few bandaids she had tucked in there, she didn’t have anything to clean the wound with but this would be good enough. “It should still be taught in school, ‘do onto others as you would like done onto yourself’, it’s not a good way to make friends - or treat people you don’t know, you should be ashamed.” Scolding him like it would make any difference. 

[noodlelcdy]

mooreiisms:

jessica hadn’t meant to be such an interfering person. but the whole time she’d been here, she felt like she just kept coming across people who may or may not need a little help. she offered a kind smile as she approached the stranger. “uh, excuse me? i couldn’t help noticing the string and your hand… how about we get the cut seen too and then i can get you a new string or whatever it needs?”

    L O O K I N G over the blonde, she give a small smile - she wasn’t one to accept such random kindness, it wasn’t in her nature anymore - though she did always want to believe the good in people. “Oh, yeah - the string was sharper than it looked, I didn’t realize it was going to cut me - it’s so strange really.” A little laugh came out of the animatronic, “I don’t want to put you out, after I get my first paycheque I’ll be able to buy it a new string, I wouldn’t mind the help for my finger though - I don’t really have anything to clean it with.” 

[noodlelcdy]

ballerinaisms:

Listening is all she does for a long time. She stays in her spot not far from the other, her stomach and internal instincts telling her to stay close. She’s supposed to know this girl, keep to the young girl and treat her well, treat her right, because she’s a lot like Ballora. When the string of what she’s plucking at snaps, it clangs through the air, more defined to her because of her heightened hearing. That’s when she stands, slowly approaching the girl, eyes closed and hands subtly out in front of her so as not to draw attention to herself. ❛❛ Pardon me, my dear, but may I sit with you? ❜❜ she asks, hoping she hadn’t noticed her sitting not far away just a moment ago. Of course, being a lady, she does it with a kind voice, waiting for an answer before sitting down again.

     P L A Y I N G with the broken string a moment more - she doesn’t move from her spot outside the cafe just leans down to grab the clunky guitar case, feeling down the black leather till she grasps the latch and open it - she Daisy felt like she was running on such little luck these past few days, since she had gotten to New York, pushing the guitar into the case and latching it closed again. She does all with still a bit of robotic nature, she almost wouldn’t have noticed the woman who moved so quietly into her space, if she hadn’t spoken - there was that same instinct that came over her when she met any of the other animatronics, it was like all their souls were connected - but she had never met this one before. “ Yes, of course you can.” Bonnie spoke, giving a nod before going into her purse to grab a bandaid, “ I’d love the company, my name is Bonnie - oh,” she shook her head, she needed to remember to introduce herself as her real name, she owed herself that. “I mean Daisy, please pardon my mistake there. It’s taking a bit to get used too.” 

[mrsgrumpygills]

[noodlelcdy]

Did you know it was Eric in the Puppet?

 “Yes, as soon as I sensed him - I knew it was Eric, I knew it was him because... I don’t know how I knew it was him, he’s my brother and I knew it was him as soon as I saw through my new eyes. I knew Eric had helped me, I didn’t think I would see him again. I couldn’t talk to him for a while, or communicate, I was so shocked they had to shut the bunny animatronic down for a while because I couldn’t operate. I knew it was him though, I knew.”

[noodlelcdy]

When did you find out about Eric's death?

     I didn’t, I was so little why would my parents tell me that, it’s wrong I never knew about his death. I think it’s for the best, I did see my par- our parents packing up his room, they were putting his star wars stuff in a box... I just asked if I could have them... I didn’t know, I thought he left us - he said he was going to run away once when I stole the nice blanket.

[noodlelcdy]

Did you know the puppet?

    “ Yeah, I knew the puppet - he’s my big brother, he’s the best big brother that anyone could ask for. He gave us all so much, even if it wasn’t ideal - we got to keep living.”

[noodlelcdy]

how is this new body treating you?

“It’s good, it’s clunky - well, maybe I’m just clunky - walking is a little weird, it’s really small, clothes are weird. It’s not as small as my old body, I was little. I like it, I like having a body again, I really do like it.”

[noodlelcdy]

bonnie, come and pl ay !!

What do you want to play? Battle ship?

[noodlelcdy]

Were you friends with the other children when you were younger/ who died with you?

     Oh - yeah, some of us were friends... well most of us were, it was so much simpler before. To just be friends, I miss them - I miss just being friends before we had to go through so much. 

[noodlelcdy]

which animatronic(s) are you closest to?

Oh - I don’t like to single out, but Eric Puppet and Dylan Foxy, I’m closest to them. They’re both like brothers to me, while Puppet is my brother, Foxy is kind of an annoyance sometimes. 

[saintapplebees]

w o w ™

[cruelsumers]

If you ever are feeling sad, just listen to this song