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[killerxanimatronic]

Derrick‘s gaze widened as the canine ripped the pole from his grasp, letting out gasp before the canine grabbed him by his throat, the guard gripping at the canine’s hand and wrist, grunting as he was shoved against the wall. He struggled in the canine’s grasp, looking towards him with wide emerald eyes as the canine spoke, watching as the canine grabbed his own head and opened his closed jaws.

He looked upon the mutilated face of the deer in horror, his breathing getting heavier as he came to this horrific realization. That this animatronic wasn’t just a mechanical monstrosity, but a being who meet a grizzly fate. 

“Y-you...h-how?”

He couldn’t even collect his words right, terrified of the sight before him. How did this happen? Why did he want to harm him? He didn’t do anything to this deer...why did he want him dead? He didn’t understand, how could he? He doesn’t even know who he is or how he got trapped...all he knows...is that the after math is ...horrifying.

[ask-female-foxy-blog]

"WHEEEERE'S THE BLAAACKSMIIIITH?!?"

“Dead,you killed him remember?”

[opashoo]

1st commission done for askfoxyandfriends! Look at that face!

[murderousxguard]

"What's your fucking problem, Vincent!? I mean..look at yourself! You're a killer! You're pathetic! A sadistic, cowardly fucker! I hope you rot in hell!" SHouted Kota. "I hope you die like how you killed those children! I'll do it myself if noboy else will! You hide, all the fucking time! Face your fears! I know what scares you most!" (All of this is going to Vincent of course, not towards mod)

Samson would sharpen his gaze towards the deer, his jaw tightening with the anger that was beginning to boil inside of him. He listened to his rant, his gaze darkening slowly with every second he does so. Who the hell did this deer think he was? Did he honestly even think this through? Clearly not. He rolled his shoulders back before he suddenly grabbed the deer by his throat, baring his teeth as a low growl slipped through his breath. “I’m sorry…I don’t think I heard you right.“ Every word he spoke was laced with a coat of venom, his expression was purely of anger and it was obvious that he was having trouble controlling himself. This becomes more obvious when he begins to tighten his grip around the deer’s throat, his silver irises seeming to become highlighted by his darken, deep grey eye balls. “By the way….the name’s Samson.”

{{ I would be wondering what I did if this was directed towards me. o.o But I figured it wasn’t. }}

[murderousxguard]

"You're a maniac. You're the one behind all the murders. I know it. Who else would have done it? Besides, you're usually the last one to leave." (Sorry if this is a second send, I didn't know if my first went in because when I sent it, it didn't say the message was sent)

The security guard would narrow his silver gaze towards the fox, raising a single brow before he lets out a snort. “Really now? How do you know it was even me, hmm? Because I leave later than the others? Please. For all you know some maniac could have snuck in here and killed those little brats. …Not like there’s actually been…deaths here…heh. I mean…if there were…I wouldn’t know anything about it.” He would say this before taking a single step from the fox and crossing his arms. His tone would almost increase suspicion at first, but he immediately changed it to a more…calm tone.

{{ It’s good that you sent it twice, I didn’t see it the first time at all.  }}

[ask-female-foxy-blog]

"Did I won!?"

“YOU BROKE THE GAMES MACHINE”

[fredbearxfazbear-blog]

Dark Display

The pizzeria during the day is nothing like how it is during the night. During the day people cheer, laugh, and play. But during the night there is nothing but darkness and silence. 

Things lurked within the darkness, things that would unnerve even the bravest of souls. Horrific beings made out of metal and cloth...at least in the eyes of the night guards. To the day time guards these horrific beings were lovable animals. At least...most were.

There was one who seemed to always be aggressive...who would willingly harm a human who got too close. A old animatronic who’s been around since the very beginning of the Fazbear company. A bear who now stands by his lonesome on a display. Still...mostly intact despite the years of being thrown into the backroom and left to rot.

During the day, he stood upon the display. He was supposed to be mostly inactive, able to do simple greetings to show him off to the people who observe him.   But...during the night...he was fully active. His normally dark eyes glowed with a bright white light in the center of his pupils.

He stood there for a while, his head lowered and his eyes close before his eyes snap open, the white light from his endoskeleton being able to be seen as his head raised up. A low growl rumbled from his fang filled muzzle as his jaws opened slightly, the old bear looking towards the light above his display and then towards the black pedestal he stood upon. He lets out another growl before he walked off of it, going towards the ropes and pulling them down, causing the entire line of blue cotton rope to fall, the golden metal pipes connected falling down with a clank. He watched the ropes for a moment before he lets out a snarl, walking away from his display and in the middle of the dining room.

[killerxanimatronic]

☱ (Kota after the death)

Your character has just discovered my character’s journal/diary. Leave a  ☱ in my askbox for an entry that’s about you.

You would think a deer would be one of the few creatures smart enough to stay out of this accursed place. You would think they’d much rather roam in the forest…far away from this haunted building. Far away from the bad things that lurk here…far away from those who may harm them here. But…of course I was proven wrong…though…I truly didn’t think that there could be humanoid deer…other than in animatronic form anyway. But I’ve been wrong before…doesn’t surprise me that I was wrong again.

It’s actually…amusing…in a way…to think that a humanoid deer would wonder in here and then end up trying to escape the moment it grew dark. I also find it…odd…that they kept one of those…damned spring lock suits. I thought after my….”modification”….that they would have gotten rid of them or ripped out the endoskeleton and make it into a mascot suit. Or transform it into an animatronic all on it’s own.

I thought I knew everything about this place…but day after day I find more and more odd things that seem to be connected with this company that I’ve never even heard of. What kind of experiments where these idiots doing while I was…trapped?

I don’t know…and truly I don’t care….I find it great that someone else finally knows what it’s like to be trapped…to be left to rot in a room. Granted…they didn’t make the barricade how they should have. Did they honestly think wooden planks would be able to hide such a…awful secret? …At least thirty years ago they were a bit smarter…even if it was at my inconvenience. …Inconvenience?…No…more like…torture…yes…that’s a more accurate description.

Kota…that…poor foolish deer. He should have known better. He clearly was taught about these animatronics…to know how to operate one of those…wretched suits. But to willingly jump inside one of those suits…when he could have ran…

…Hmph…he must have panicked…poor…stupid fool…

I’ll give him this much….he lasted longer in one of those suits than I did…

Considering he came back, heh…this tells me that the fun’s just about to begin. Who knows…maybe I can teach him a few things…make him forget what exactly happened….if I can…if he’s anything like me it might be a bit difficult though…