Don't fear them. Fear me.

Novel!William Afton rp/aes blog.

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lavenderkiller​:

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“You-” He was struggling for breath now, pulling against her. He gasped in what he could and shook his left arm, revealing a sparking taser under his skin. He didn’t want to shock her - it would likely shock him as well - but he was getting desperate.

She noticed the taser, but kept her grip on him. “Desperation isn’t a good look for you, William.”

The taser kept going out as he started to fade in and out of consciousness. “You... bitch...” He spat out, and tried to tase her, but by then his energy was so low that she’d only feel a fairly mild shock.

William fell unconscious.

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lavenderkiller​:

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Now he started to struggle a bit. “Le-let go. Melissa.” He started to pull at her arms. He coughed and gasped as he started to fight.

She laughed a bit, “Are you scared? There’s no need to be. I can’t kill you, remember?” At that, she made sure he couldn’t escape, “But I do feel… disappointed…”

“Let go,”  He growled, his voice gurgling a little. He pushed at her chest and shoulders. “Last warning.” The last word was strained. He was starting to feel light-headed.

[lavenderkiller]

Sandra ignored his words and kept speaking, “I’m disappointed in myself mostly but hopefully that’ll change soon…”

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“You-” He was struggling for breath now, pulling against her. He gasped in what he could and shook his left arm, revealing a sparking taser under his skin. He didn’t want to shock her - it would likely shock him as well - but he was getting desperate.

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lavenderkiller​:

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Now he started to struggle a bit. “Le-let go. Melissa.” He started to pull at her arms. He coughed and gasped as he started to fight.

She laughed a bit, “Are you scared? There’s no need to be. I can’t kill you, remember?” At that, she made sure he couldn’t escape, “But I do feel… disappointed…”

“Let go,”  He growled, his voice gurgling a little. He pushed at her chest and shoulders. “Last warning.” The last word was strained. He was starting to feel light-headed.

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lavenderkiller​:

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“Anything you ask of me, consider it done. No more mistakes.” She shifted as if to move away before her arms went around his neck, still tightening. “Yes, no more mistakes.”

He froze and seemed to tense. “Are you sure about that?” he said, his voice a little strained. He tried to back out of the ‘hug’.

[lavenderkiller]

“If you ask me to kill Andrew, I will. Like I said, he - well Pyrite- killed me.” She didn’t let him go, “My mistake for getting so close to him.”

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Now he started to struggle a bit. “Le-let go. Melissa.” He started to pull at her arms. He coughed and gasped as he started to fight.

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lavenderkiller​:

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“Anything you ask of me, consider it done. No more mistakes.” She shifted as if to move away before her arms went around his neck, still tightening. “Yes, no more mistakes.”

He froze and seemed to tense. “Are you sure about that?” he said, his voice a little strained. He tried to back out of the ‘hug’.

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lavenderkiller​:

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He didn’t hug her back, of course. He really didn’t see the need in it. Instead he merely put his arms back down and - was he tensing? Perhaps just a little? There wasn’t too much human muscle to tell, but there was a little extra current running through his limbs.

In her mind, she kept her thoughts as neutral as possible, thinking of things other than William.

“You’re quite the genius. This will work much better for me in the future. Thank you for this rare third chance,” she said, slowly tightening her grip, “I promise not to fail you like I have before in the past.”

The praise got to him at first. He didn’t really notice the tightening of the hug. Indeed, he was starting to think that maybe his programming was kicking in. Maybe she had changed to suit him better. “I’m glad you think so,” he said.

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lavenderkiller​:

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“Of course.” He smiled warmly. “I’m glad you’re coming around again, my dear.  Now, you’re free to roam around this apartment, but I’ve got to work. I’ll be in my office, so try not to disturb me, all right? In the meantime, get used to some of your new abilities. Just… don’t try to use them on me. You’ll regret it.”

“So a simple hug is out of the question?” she asked, turning to face him.

He seemed to brighten, then paused. Then gave her a suspicious look. “Oh, you’re really pressing your luck, aren’t you? I don’t know if I trust you that much.” But he relaxed into a smile and opened his arms to her. “But sure. Sure, why don’t you try?”

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“Your programming will keep you safe.” She walked - well, danced - over to him before carefully wrapping her arms around him.

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He didn’t hug her back, of course. He really didn’t see the need in it. Instead he merely put his arms back down and - was he tensing? Perhaps just a little? There wasn’t too much human muscle to tell, but there was a little extra current running through his limbs.

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lavenderkiller​:

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“Of course.” He smiled warmly. “I’m glad you’re coming around again, my dear.  Now, you’re free to roam around this apartment, but I’ve got to work. I’ll be in my office, so try not to disturb me, all right? In the meantime, get used to some of your new abilities. Just… don’t try to use them on me. You’ll regret it.”

“So a simple hug is out of the question?” she asked, turning to face him.

He seemed to brighten, then paused. Then gave her a suspicious look. “Oh, you’re really pressing your luck, aren’t you? I don’t know if I trust you that much.” But he relaxed into a smile and opened his arms to her. “But sure. Sure, why don’t you try?”

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lavenderkiller​:

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Currently, it seemed that it locked up her limbs if they acted towards him with a brainwave of aggression. Holding a gun, knife, or other weapon-like object was included in there. Of course there were ways around that one. There also seemed to be a safeguard against hacking, and an alert system that would notify William if a hack was attempted.

There was also something about self-destruction, but it was an encrypted file. It might take her a while to unravel that knot.

“Not really my style,” William was saying, “But it helps when people start to get wise to kids disappearing.”

Time to see how good her pretending skills were and how well she could trick her programming.

“I see. Maybe I was too harsh to judge this situation,” she said, “Maybe I can be of better use to you now than I was before.”

“Of course.” He smiled warmly. “I’m glad you’re coming around again, my dear.  Now, you’re free to roam around this apartment, but I’ve got to work. I’ll be in my office, so try not to disturb me, all right? In the meantime, get used to some of your new abilities. Just... don’t try to use them on me. You’ll regret it.”

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lavenderkiller​:

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“I’m sure some of them will want your hands on them,” he chuckled. “You should have some dances programmed in as well. Some of them are more… provocative.”  He shrugged. “Nothing too adult, of course, but definitely something to get their attention.”

“As if the design itself wasn’t attention grabbing enough…” She began to look for some sort of loophole in the programming that’ll let her hurt William.

Currently, it seemed that it locked up her limbs if they acted towards him with a brainwave of aggression. Holding a gun, knife, or other weapon-like object was included in there. Of course there were ways around that one. There also seemed to be a safeguard against hacking, and an alert system that would notify William if a hack was attempted.

There was also something about self-destruction, but it was an encrypted file. It might take her a while to unravel that knot.

“Not really my style,” William was saying, “But it helps when people start to get wise to kids disappearing.”

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lavenderkiller​:

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He glanced up at her. “Balancing system’s working…” he continued, muttering something about gyros. Then he straightened up. “You should eventually make your way to some software, mentally. You’ll find that you have some other abilities that will come in handy when you’re luring adults away from their children.”

“Demoted to just luring away adults? How boring,” she said, going through the programming carefully, “You know I’m more of a hands-on kind of woman.”

“I’m sure some of them will want your hands on them,” he chuckled. “You should have some dances programmed in as well. Some of them are more... provocative.”  He shrugged. “Nothing too adult, of course, but definitely something to get their attention.”

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lavenderkiller​:

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“Oh yes, very,” he purred. He stepped back from the table - probably before she could try to kick him again - and muttered to himself as he started making notes on a notepad. Now it seemed he was ignoring her, focused solely on his muttering.

Sandra watched him for a moment before standing up, balancing on her toes without any issues. Everything felt odd but strangely natural.

He glanced up at her. “Balancing system’s working...” he continued, muttering something about gyros. Then he straightened up. “You should eventually make your way to some software, mentally. You’ll find that you have some other abilities that will come in handy when you’re luring adults away from their children.”

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lavenderkiller​:

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Her leg stopped as if it hit an invisible wall, just short of smacking him in the face. He’d taken a lesson from RoboCop - the creation could not hurt the creator.

But.. he flinched.

Barely, and he ignored it, but for a moment he expected an impact. Perhaps that system wasn’t as strong as he thought.

He straightened up, as if ignoring the assault. “Perfect! Haha, you’ve succeeded again, my little music box dancer!”

She noticed the slight flinch and put her leg down. “I hope you’re proud of yourself, William.”

“Oh yes, very,” he purred. He stepped back from the table - probably before she could try to kick him again - and muttered to himself as he started making notes on a notepad. Now it seemed he was ignoring her, focused solely on his muttering.

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lavenderkiller​:

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He looked delighted. Possibly at the fact that she was conscious and able to talk. Possibly at her threat. “Perfect,” he gushed. “Perfect, perfect, perfect~  Can you move? Move for me - I don’t care what you do.”

She started to move one of her legs, testing it before trying to swing it to hit him with it.

Her leg stopped as if it hit an invisible wall, just short of smacking him in the face. He’d taken a lesson from RoboCop - the creation could not hurt the creator.

But.. he flinched.

Barely, and he ignored it, but for a moment he expected an impact. Perhaps that system wasn’t as strong as he thought.

He straightened up, as if ignoring the assault. “Perfect! Haha, you’ve succeeded again, my little music box dancer!”

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lavenderkiller​:

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“Good morning,” William said. He was wiping his hands off on a towel. “Technically, it is morning - you’ve been out a while.”

Her new body might be familiar to her. A violet-and-lavender ballerina, with a tutu of silicone and permanently-pointed toes. William circled around to her side.

“How do you feel, my dear? And please don’t try to strike me - I’ve already programmed that safeguard into you…”

It took several moments before she spoke.

“Honestly-” She stopped, hearing her new voice before continuing, “ -I want to murder you in cold blood right now.”

He looked delighted. Possibly at the fact that she was conscious and able to talk. Possibly at her threat. “Perfect,” he gushed. “Perfect, perfect, perfect~  Can you move? Move for me - I don’t care what you do.”

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lavenderkiller​:

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She wouldn’t touch flesh. Metal, maybe, and silicone/plastic skin. But nothing organic. It was a surprise that she could move as well. Evidently William had unbound her. Or, rather, unbound the robot he’d put her in.

She blinked and carefully sat up to look at herself, “…”

“Good morning,” William said. He was wiping his hands off on a towel. “Technically, it is morning - you’ve been out a while.”

Her new body might be familiar to her. A violet-and-lavender ballerina, with a tutu of silicone and permanently-pointed toes. William circled around to her side.

“How do you feel, my dear? And please don’t try to strike me - I’ve already programmed that safeguard into you...”