#aft0nr0b0ticsllc

[themarinianpress]

Me:

Something in his gut twists and squirms at the topic. He gets a brief flash of the horrific events that took place last night with the rogue animatronic, how he had... filmed it instead of helped at first. It's... unnaturally fascinating to hear all of this, really. He's almost concerned by his own curiosity, but he's gonna admit, William's captivated his entire attention. He's leaning in on his knee, chin in hand, and he's fixated right on the lich before him. [...]

@aft0nr0b0ticsllc:

[...] The way Caine is sitting stands out to him. It's almost as though they're mirroring one another's posture, now. He wonders how long it will take the other to catch on to that, and if he'll get uncomfortable when he notices. [...]

Me:

[...] Curling around Afton is an invisible creature. It's almost eel like, the way it snakes and coils around him. Most of the time this creature is completely undetectable to others who are not in Caine's immediate family, however the excitement from the current conversation has it lurking a little too close to the fabric of reality for comfort. [...]

Excerpt of a roleplay done with Will and a couple other people done in our rp discord. Made an NPC who was supposed to die and didn’t, and now he’s being developed into a fully fledged character with an affliction (overtly friendly Deity that’s determined to make his life a living hell) who’s just trying to survive to see the next day.

Just thought the idea of Afton crouching like Caine was, then being coiled around by the deity, was a really neat mental image. 

[thereluctantfollower]

@aft0nr0b0ticsllc [X]

What do you dream about?

His voice is even helping soothe her. Focus on his voice. Don’t let anyone lead you astray.. A couple silent deep, and slow breathes and she’s ready to get back to work. Perhaps too long as Afton continues, explaining himself. Is he and Glitchtrap truly two different entities? It seems that way. The long pause of his is met with her studying constant stare behind the rabbit mask. Not a woman of many words. 

She thinks it’s time as well, to learn more about each other. These nightmares were not pure coincidence surely. She’s heard about Freddy’s and all of it’s haunted stories, she would never thought it was bad to this extent. No matter, these two she has sworn loyalty to and the fellow rabbit in front of her just helped her out. 

No hesitation in her movements at his command, getting up and her legs move towards the man. Almost as if she was in trance. 

[jxst-a-pxppet]

“It'S sTiLl Me.” A small but still distinctive voice echoes in a moment of half-awareness over rapid scampering sounds between cabinets and under furniture. Something about knee-high has followed a familiar feeling straight to the girl. - aft0nr0b0ticsllc

@aft0nr0b0ticsllc

Tonight was one of those nights that Desiree despised; lonely, quiet, and slow, the clock ticking by at a snail's pace.

Her mother was at work, as usual. Arin Blanchard often worked late nights once Desiree was able to hold her own in the house alone, and Desiree appreciated that-though, it was nights(and days) like this that she wished otherwise.

It got lonely.

So, here she sat, at her computer, listening to songs as she doodled idly in her notebook and remembered her math class that day. Goodness, it had been boring-but she was startled out of her lackluster reminiscing by the scurrying noises nearby.

Immediately, she took out her other earbud, listening closely as she paused her music.

...This was definitely a prank of some type.

"Hello??" She called out, nervous nonetheless as she scanned the floor.

[unimatronic]

@aft0nr0b0ticsllc

He doesn’t know why, but something feels incredibly eerie and familiar about this golden animatronic. Alien’s never seen Springtrap in person, but there’s a presence within the withered appearance of the other that gets his attention. Ears perk and fixate right on the intruder, and his eyes begin to glow, signalling his processes are finally loading.

It’s been a long, long time. The Daycare looks beaten down and abandoned, nothing like he remembers it. Why was it this way? He could’ve sworn yesterday he’d just seen children running around, laughing and playing. Where was he? He’s still home... But he can’t move more than small bits, such as his ears, which come to life immediately and search out every sound, every rustling leaf, the sound of feet against broken tile...

Face plates decompress and hiss in a curious exhale as he opens them. Yet, they cannot slide far off of his face - some are stuck by a vine coiled around his muzzle, others simply lack the strength. Allen’s spirit hasn’t quite woken up yet, giving more of the animalistic side of his impulses reign until he loads. Glowing eyes try to assess his surroundings as he just... takes it all in. Nothing’s the same... How long has he been asleep?

“Remem-em-ember, ki-its and kaboodles... no r-r-running in the ha-allways!” What a pathetic, soft wheeze he makes in reply to his own voice module. Why can’t he move? That person’s not supposed to be here; it’s after hours. “I-it’s after... hourrrrrrrs....”

[spectorhare]

@aft0nr0b0ticsllc​ cont; 

What a lovely way to catch the other, his knees bend slightly, mostly due to surprise before he rumbles with a deep chuckle. A hand appears from within the void, bones piecing themselves together before promptly booping the other's nose in retaliation.

"Well, why don't we get you looked over and see what we can do hm? Silly can come later~"

Without much hesitation, he carries the other with ease as he slips through the void and 'jumps' down as the world shifts about them both, beginning to bleed away from the darkness as the area warps and shifts to bring them both to the workshop.

Looking briefly around, Dings keeps walking before looking for a spot to place William down gently.

"Let's get you fixed up dear, I have questions but first? Your care and repair come first."

[blu-screen]

A wild Springtrap appears! While most would consider this substantially worse than being hugged by a friendly stranger, he seems confident that capturing Blu in his arms and giving him a secure squeeze won't be unwelcome. Cue the dance number! He frolics across the floor with his friend in his grasp, in THAT sort of mood again, apparently. - aft0nr0b0ticsllc

@aft0nr0b0ticsllc

By all accounts? This should be absolutely terrifying. - Good thing Blu already knows this particular Springtrap quite well! Up he goes, with a quiet little bark of surprise, soon enough replaced by loud snickering, spikey tail half wagging, half whirling around in the air, willdy, as his ‘captor’ spins and dances. 

Nope, this doesn’t seem unwelcome in the slightest.

[spaghettiappletater]

“Where’s that post that says “physically I could fight a bird, but emotionally, imagine the toll”? I’m just picturing Scraptrap flailing wildly at crows that keep trying to pick at his insides.”

[gentleminibear]

Helpy is fond of the people that come by lately! His first encounter always seem to be friendly! @yettoberefuted was even nice enough to give him a voice, before his creator could install one! Saving the time and effort! 

Now he met his daughter and a new friend! @starberrykinder and @aft0nr0b0ticsllc

Both well mannered and nice people! Afton is even handsomely dressed well! The little girl, Mado, is smart and shows pointenal! Hurts his metaphorical heart to see her struggling, when Maze was nitpicking at her efforts.. He couldn’t stand up to his creator directly, so he used a loophole around that and stood up for her! Same with keeping her safe from Maze. He could only try to push her away, in hopes she gets the hint.

Currently, he’s chatting with William Afton. Not ever knowing about the man directly, despite knowing the game itself. He thinks Afton is just super neat! Growing to like his new friend a lot! Now only if his creator would stop pissing people off for laughs and the dangerous thrill..