Peter Solarz
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@sprungtraps
“A̱R͉̩̫̳̖͍̜E̯̬ ͓̗ỴO̯͈̣͈̗͔Ṵ͔͖ ͓̯L̹͈͉̺̥̙ͅO̯͖̰͍͍S͉̞̣T͕̗͈̤̠̯̹?”
The monster’s mouth, eternally wrenched open, hinged down as he hobbled towards the stranger, a predatory gleam in his glowing eyes - as if this is nothing more than prey for him to hunt.
what is your opinion on my portrayal?
Give my character unwanted advice
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Difficult Questions for Muses
(Please remember to use trigger warnings as and when necessary)
Do you think that you’re a good person?
Do others like you? Do you want others to like you?
What do you think others like or admire about you?
How do you know when you’re in love? (romantic or platonic)
Would you or have you ever killed? What would drive you to kill?
Do you think that killing is ever justified?
Have you ever done anything that you feel to be very morally wrong?
Should all people be treated as equal, and have the same rights?
If you committed a crime, would you accept punishment willingly?
Is suicide ever the right choice?
Is euthanasia ever the right choice?
Is it right to have an intimate relationship with somebody you don’t love?
What could make you break your own moral code?
Have you ever doubted your own beliefs? (Spiritual, philosophical)
Would you always be loyal to your loved ones even if they wronged you?
What would you consider a fate worse than death?
Why do you love the person or people you love? (romantic or platonic)
Do you agree with capital punishment?
Could you ever forgive your worst enemy?
What would you like to achieve before you die?
I think you just need a hug.
He’s just a soul in constant agony, stuck in a spring-loaded animatronic suit as his limbo.
But yeah. A hug. That would fix everything.
“Y̱̮̩̹̬̳ͅES̗̗.̖ ̞H̯̻U̝͚͉̬G̻GI̗̙͚N̜̭G͈̗̘ ̤ͅY̺̻̰O̬̲̻U̯̹̹̮̳͍͔ ̼̱̗ͅW͓͎̖̖͓̯O̭̼͚͖̰͚U̱̺̮̥̜LD͇ͅ ̰̻̝S̮NA̭P ͅY͚̠̺̣̩̬O̳̠͚U̗̳̜̲͚̼̯R̯͓̲̻̘͉̪ ͈͓S͚̮̼̬͎̖P͈I͚̜͖͎N͓E͓͚̱̲.̭̜̹͚͖̻”
What’s wrong with me…?
Might as well post this, too. My brain-space can only take so much of this guy, damnit. xP
“aaawww how bad I wanted to see them hmmmph” well it’s not like she was sad about it now that she got one to play with.The girl got off of the big rabbit and grabbed his hand softly so it can’t damage it.
“if we see one of them then we could play with them and maybe I can get inside!! mhm! mhm!” even though there could be a ghost inside the animatronic.Yuki would still posses it and play around with it and be like one of them.
“Oh that’s right, will they get angry if they see you here?”
“Y͎̮ES̗̬͎. ̭̬̳”
The animatronic is certain of that; the brats, if they even still occupy the suits, were furious with him and would try to attack him if they saw him. There was a reason his human half had disassembled the others, rendering them into useless little ghosts. He thought they couldn’t hurt him like that, but it was their fault he’d gotten stuck in this wretched trap in the first place.
The spirit of this child didn’t hold any contempt for him, yet he couldn’t help but be a little frightened of her - perhaps his soul was remembering the fear he’d felt the fateful night. Regardless, it was clear Yuki wasn’t going anywhere - much to his frustration.
“T̟̺̣H̪̘̠͔̤̦O̦͍̥̯U̖͚̮̲̝͖G̤͔͎H̱̣̩͍̫̳̠ I̯͚ ̣͖̰͈̦D͇̫̟̮̝I̖̱͈Ș͎̲̳M͙̭̪͚̖̣A̻N̦͈̳͕T͔͕L̲̮E͚D ͙̯̝͕͚̝T̟̬ͅH̩̜̦̰E̬̥̟M͔̭.̗̟̲͔̩̬”
Clint continued to watch with caution, unease slowly creeping up on him as he watched the dull glowing orbs. There was no way he could tell the creature(?) before him was speaking, no indication from what he could see. Still he kept his bow at the ready, aimed downward, for now.
“Uh… you wouldn’t happen to be a friendly disneyland animatronic reject would you? …Nod if your friendly.”
Friendly? If Springtrap was able to laugh, he would have cackled. There was nothing friendly about him - not in life, and certainly not after the hellish death he didn’t deserve. The animatronic sauntered forward a few steps, his worn wire frame scraping against the ground. Now meters away from the human (WHYAREYOUHERE?), Springtrap threw his head forward, he let out a bloodcurdling scream, his jaws parting enough for the archer to be able to see the decaying corpse stuck inside his wires.
Hatred burned in his dead eyes - hatred so pure, born from years and years of isolation and anger. He didn’t know who this man was, he didn’t seem connected to Freddy’s, but Springtrap didn’t care. He’d kill anyone in his way if it stopped the agony for one second.
If Clint could hear, he was pretty sure that thing would sound as creepy as it looked. Why had he shot it? Well……… reflex really. Cautiously the archer stepped back and aside. A displeased look on his face as arrows were snapped. Damn. He couldn’t re-use snapped arrows.
“Aw, arrows… was that necessary?” Okay- he’d make sure to use the next suction-cup arrows wisely.
Was it necessary? The beast’s jaw clenches shut - or perhaps it’s simply the way he saunters forward that lets it snap back in place - and his eyes, forever unblinking, simply stare at the man.
His voice is broken, a low moan at best, but he tries his best, not aware the man cannot hear him.
“W̱̻H̯̗̤͕͓O̻ ̠̺̰̙̺͇A͎͈R̬̖̹̱E ̣̙̙YO̯U̯̬̱̝̞̻?̥̬͍̙̹̝͍”
➳ Shoots two suction cup arrows right in the ominous glowing eyes of whatever the futz that was.
“Lights out”
The arrows hit the eye sockets, but it’s not working eyes that let him wander around... Nevertheless, the animatronic lets out an irritated hiss, clawed hands grabbing the obstructions and snapping them in half.
springtrap
Yep.He totally isn’t listening to her but Yuki didn’t care of what he though about her if she was one of his victims or not “hmmm…putting someone in a suit isn’t my type of way to have fun with someone~” she suddenly grabbed his hand and smiled up at him “I prefer to stab the eye or ripping the arm off or some other ways~! those are more fun!”
The ghost start it to squeeze his hand as if she wanted to break it.She always wanted to play with her big rabbit bro and if he was him then it would be fine to have some fun right? Yuki will be careful not to break him so much.
“Nee nee big bro! let’s have fun together!” she gave another squeeze just a little harder “let’s play lots of games! I promise I will be nice with you! hehehe!”
This wasn’t right.
Nothing about this situation seemed right to him - the ghost children were never able to physically touch him, merely following him like shadows - though he’d never tested the limits of their abilities, admittedly. Choking back a strangled yelp at the wispy, cold sensation spreading across his fingers, the murderer tried to back away, shaking his head.
“I - I don’t want to play! Leave me alone!” he yelled, trying to calm his panicked breaths. This little brat was going to ruin everything!
And he couldn’t have that...!
The creature has spotted you, its eyes glowing like a hunter finding prey. What will you do?
“Oh? so your rabbit big bro? that’s so great! I get to play with you!” More like another person about to suffer by her horrible games.She could had brought the rabbit to play with her but that would be no fun right? “Revenge? As far as I know your not my killer” she smiled suddenly appearing in front of him in a blink.The ghost giggle enjoying how the man was getting scared from this little ghost girl.
“Can’t do nothing to you? hehehe I don’t think so”
How did this little brat know his other self? That just about cemented her identity, though - she had to be one of those children, right? The ones that wouldn’t leave him the hell alone, for whatever reason!?
And what was that about her being able to do stuff to him? No way, right? It was... it had to be all in his mind!
“S-so you were one of those who put me in that suit! Er - the other me! Well, you’re not getting the best of me this time, brat! There’s only one winner here!”
