#fnaf killersona

[jelly-belly-fish]

Forgot to post this here. Remember when @elkius and everyone made killersonas? Yup, those were the days. Made her for character design for my summer classes. I forgot to post mine here when I completed her though. Whoops. (Introduction under cut)

Meet Jellybear! Mysterious, hauntingly quiet, but incredibly dangerous. She seems to have based her outfit off of that weird, purple Freddy plush she carries with her. Interesting. However, unlike her fellow killers at the PizzaPlex... she doesn’t seem to be exactly obedient and on board with hunting kiddos in the name of Glitchtrap. Always lurking and sneaking about. The other killers thinks that she’s planning to betray Glitchtrap. Others think she’s a spirit haunting a suit because no one has seen her face. The rest think both of the previous statements are true.

So what are Jellybear’s intentions? Is she a traitor? A spirit? Both? The world may never know. Just don’t get on her bad side. She’s quite the skillful fighter with those two batons.

[blu-the-witch]

Thread of Morality

Never posted a story on tumblr before, so... hope y’all like this! there’s no triggering content in this fic... unless petty theft and interrogating your cohorts/”Friends” is triggering? XD ENJOY! @trollartistry and @pixebaby-bat killer/vanny sonas are used/mentioned in this fic. go check them out they’re amazing people <3 ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

“So… bit of a loner, tough, quiet kinda guy, huh?” Buddy questioned as the two continued through the Pizzaplex. If they weren't on the clock right now, Buddy would totally ditch this guy and go dick around this money draining mega mall. They’ve already stolen a few things they liked for fun, but they didn’t want to over fill their hidden duffel bag with stuff that was honestly entirely useless in the grand scheme of things. All they got as an answer to their question was a dead eyed stare from their partner in crime’s Jackalope mask.

“Aw come on Jackie-man, care to humor me with some witty back and forth banter?” A grunt of annoyance was their reply this time. Buddy groaned as they dramatically threw their hands up in the air. “Why did I think teaming myself up with you would be exciting! You’re so quiet and boring! It’s like you don’t even want to be here-” Buddy paused, their smirk hidden behind their suits mask. They did a quick 180 as they started to walk backwards in front of their disgruntled partner.

“Is that it? Are you like Zoey; A puppet, holding onto but a thread of their morality-” “Shut up.” Oh, well that got a response. Should they continue to poke the metaphorical bear and see what juicy bit of information about himself he might let slip out? “Ohhhh,” Buddy chuckled. “Did I strike a nerve?” “No. You’re just being fucking stupid.”

“Sheesh… someone woke up on the wrong side of the bed. What’s with all the hostility? I’m just trying to learn a bit about’cha.” “Stop acting like we’re friends, and stop trying to analyze me.”

Buddy stopped walking and stood still before the looming Jackalope themed killer. Most would be shaking in their boots right now, their fight or flight kicking into overdrive. But no, Buddy stood their ground as the two stopped their trek and stared each other down. “Aw come on friendo! Why can’t we be friends~? Why can’t we be friends~?” Buddy sang briefly. Their hyper and joking demeanor is quite different from most of the other killers. Honestly, it annoyed a few of them from time to time. 

Which is why sometimes they forget that this short, physically weak person, could be honestly quite intimidating at times. Buddy opened the jaw of their suit with a audible Ca-Chunk, and used a claw to rhythmically tap on one of the deadly sharp metal teeth.

“Cut that thread.” Nemi was taken aback for a moment. The cheery tone Buddy had just seconds ago was replaced with a dead, monotone tune. 

“What?” “You know what I’m talking about hon… The Bear.” If one was not paying close attention, they would’ve missed Nemi tense slightly at the mention of him.

“Glamrock Freddy. He’s your thread of morality. You need to cut it.” Buddy stepped closer, and Nemi stood his ground. “Next time we see him; Kill him.”

Nemi leaned forward to stare down the robotic eyes of Buddy’s suit. The nose of their suits head just inches away from his mask. His hand tightly clenching his cleaver, and shaking in barley controlled anger. “Don’t tell me what to do, puppy.”

“Then stop acting like a little bitch, and do your damn job. Go check out the go-kart track. Maybe they’re hiding there.” Buddy took a few steps back. “Consider this your chance to prove that you really are loyal to Glitchtrap… and a chance for you to go cool off.” And with that, Buddy skipped away. They held up a hand and made a scissor motion as they frolicked away from the peeved brute. “Cut the thread hon. Snip, snip.”

[kiki213]

Alright guys my OC/ self-insert is finished!! And I proud of it! It took me a while to decide which colors to use for the suit.

[jelly-belly-fish]

I forgot to post this here! But here’s a reference sheet/sketch dump of my killersona, Jellybear. They’re so addicting to draw. Them and their lovable sidekick, Shadow.

Oh, and in case you’re curious on why Shadow is vibing with a blacklight Freddy. That BL Freddy belongs to @fionalexin, a true queen and gift to the world! Just felt like drawing our two Freddy plushies together.

[jelly-belly-fish]

Gift for @trollartistry !!

I decided to make this little animatic of our two killersonas interacting. This is just their relationship in a nutshell.

Killer Nemi (angry, jackalope man) belongs to @trollartistry

Jellybear (apathetic goth bear) belongs to me

Killersona concept belongs to @elkius

Audio belongs to Snapcube fandub of Sonic Adventure 2: Dark and Final Story