Who is Vinnie? If can't tell us for story reasons can you tell us what they look like?
OKAY SO SOME OF YOU MIGHT REMEMBER MY OLD VANNY DESIGN
This was back when I Headcanoned Vanny and Vanessa as separate entities, I did that because of the funko statue plus some evidence pointed to them being different people. However since the release of Security Breach and even more recently The Security Breach Guidebook, Tales from the Pizzaplex and Ruin, it is 100% confirmed that Vanessa is Vanny, which is all good except I didn’t want to scrap this character concept since I had a lot of facts about my version of Vanny already.
SO I REINVENTED HER.
So this character's name is Vienna! Also known Vinnie, VinVin, and Vins, she is a former Fazbear Entertainment employee, she was fired for researching a “forbidden” topic (she was searching up the company files for Fredbear and SpringBonnie as she is a big fan of the older generation). Once fired, she had an episode of depression and started walking around at night, sometimes taking pictures of the nearby forests at night, though this, she realized she has a passion for photography and people loved her photos, so she changed her life path and chased photography as a career, she takes a lot of landscape pictures and also goes into abandoned facilities to take some pictures, this leads her to the Pizzaplex, curious beyond belief, she ventures in, intending to only take a few pictures, but she gets a lot more than she bargains on that night.
She also has two rabbits! S’mores and Spring are both allowed to roam around her studio apartment (given that they don't chew on her computer cables again).
Lot of people call Gregory a Gremlin child. I agree with this. But he is also a loot goblin. That kid in security breach was collecting all the loot aka ingame collectibles. I would love to see him doing that in your security breach ruin story.
“What are you doing?”
Lefty was confused watching Gregory walk around, his head looking at the ground, picking what looked to be insignificant items.
“Oh he does that a lot, he is very observant,” Glamrock Freddy explained, his ears wiggling.
“Is he looking for something?” Lefty asked, “Something that belongs to this Cassie girl we're looking for?”
“Hmmm… maybe, Superstar, do you want us to help you look for things?”
“I can do it by myself,” Gregory picked up a random blackberry flavored candy and put in his backpack.
“Well be careful, there's glass on the floor,” Glamrock Freddy pointed to the shiny fragments on the ground.
“… That does not like glass,” Lefty said, “Hey Gregory get off the floor for a minute, let me have a look at what it is.”
“I would rather be safe than sorry,” Glamrock Freddy muttered to him, “Especially when it comes to you.”
Lefty kneeled on the floor and picked up one of the shiny fragments, staring at it intently.
“This is a shattered knife…”
“… What….”
“This implies two things, once something down had a knife, and two, something managed to shatter like ice,” Lefty began picking up the pieces he saw, “I'm going to try and get all the pieces and see if this has some agony associated with it.”
He does not sleep, he lost the ability to sleep. Thus he doesn’t get nightmares, in the metaphorical sense anyway, physical sense, ask him what happened in 1993. Nightmarionne does have a bedroom to retire to each night, usually he just sits in his bed and ponders questions, questions reality, what could have been done differently, sometimes he just reads. You might wonder, if he doesn’t sleep, why have a bed? Answer: comfort, the bed gives him a sense of comfort and safety. In his nightmare purgatory as a child, trapped, the bed was a symbol of safety and he could go there when he wasn’t being tormented.
So you're rewriting Dittophobia? How’s that going? Can we get a sneak peek maybe?
“M.X.E.S.” Freddy called to the virtual entity, “Tell me all public information about Rory Hall’s disappearance.”
M.X.E.S’s icon appeared in his vision, “Information required? You know you can ask me to hack the police database, I can do that for you.”
“Uh, that feels illegal,” Freddy responded.
“Well no one has to know.”
If he wasn’t already aware that it was programmed by Nightmarionne and Vanessa, he would know at that moment.
“Alright, tell me everything,” Freddy reluctantly agreed, realizing this was serious and he needed all the information he could get.
“Information found: Rory Derek Halls disappeared ten years ago, age seven, according to interviews from parents: Leroy and Angelina Halls, Rory disappeared from his bedroom, no sign of break-in, all windows and doors were locked. Kid was snatched from bed, searches have gone on for years, the official police search was called off after two months, assuming Rory was kidnapped or dead, several private detectives have been hired to search around with no trance, most infamously Detective Douglas who was fired by the police department for illegal conduct including obtaining false confessions. Rory’s disappearance is this place’s most infamous, as Rory just seemed to stop existing one day. Some strange theories do exist, like the parents covered up his murder, however the police have no evidence to suggest such foul play. If we’re thinking of Afton, it’s possible his remnant or agony is being harvested for nefarious purposes.”
“Poor boy,” Freddy spoke in a hushed voice, “I just want to find him now and hold him close- he must be so alone and afraid!”
“We’re leaving soon,” Nightmarionne entered the room.
“I hope we can find Rory before it’s too late.”
“Yes, we have to, which is why we need to leave now, truck’s waiting for us.”
“Oh! They are waiting for us?”
“Yes, Monty’s getting impatient.”
“HEY FAZFUCK HURRY YOUR ASS UP! I DON’T WANT TO BE WITHOUT MY SHADES ANY LONGER THAN I HAVE TO BE!!”
So what did Vennesa,Freddy, and Gregory do after security breach
Gregory had never been in charge of a TV before, so he just skimped the channels, most of them were news channels, some early morning kids cartoons that were way too childish for him.
After a while he noticed Freddy was watching also, his eyes narrowing as he looked like he was trying to scan everything he was seeing.
“Have you… ever watched TV?”
“Not outside TV, we were never allowed,” Freddy replied, “We would watch performances, employee safety tapes and sometimes security footage when we were allowed. I once found an old video player and some videos, they were from previous generations of Fazbear animatronics! I must have watched this one particular one a million types, it was a black bear and he was playing a red accordion, he was playing so beautifully, his fingers were moving so elegantly, like he had trained for years, and he had such a friendly smile, it is very hard to find such a friendly face, I kept watching in hopes of learning accordion… I haven’t watched those tapes for years now…”
“Why not?” Gregory asked.
“I was caught watching them one day by the Pizzaplex manager, I was scolded, told those tapes should have destroyed years ago, they were all flawed, and bad influences on me, they were destroyed and I was told to never talk about it again, I never told anyone else about the tapes… I did not understand, some looked creepy, sure, that white and pink one did, but others looked so kind.”
“I think they were being dishonest.”
“No, they… they would not lie to me…” Freddy looked hurt, “They could not have…”
At that moment the door was unlocked, Vanessa walked in, dragging a tower of large boxes behind her, grunting as she slowly inched them inside her apartment.
“Are you alright Officer Vanessa?” Freddy asked.
“Just Vanessa, I’m going to be fired so no point in saying Officer anymore,” She huffed.
“You’ve been gone for a while,” Gregory said.
“Well I made a few stops along the way to get something to eat, I hope you like breakfast burritos, they might be cold but that’s what a microwave is for,” She closed the door behind her and took one box off the tower.
“What’s in the box? You didn’t bring the others here did you?”
“No they’re definitely too aggressive to bring here, hopefully they’ll snap out of it but I’m not sure,” Vanessa said, “I took some parts. I just need to assemble it,” Vanessa ripped into the box and pulled out a few items, immediately they noticed the familiar red shoulder pads, spiked bracelets and large paws.
“You took parts for me?!” Freddy barked, “Vanessa!!”
“The security cameras are busted, they’ll write it off unless they want the police to question why kids have disappeared in the plex. Plus you need a body to defend yourself and Gregory.”
“I guess so however-”
“However we can’t be sure whatever was controlling me isn’t going to be a problem, something is wrong in that place,” She walked to her small kitchen bench and prepared coffee, she glared over the newspaper, she knew it wasn’t today’s paper but she hadn’t seen one in a while so she was curious what had happened in the meantime.
The major headline was about a strange entity appearing at night, so nothing unusual, she flicked through the pages, seeing sport headlines, some local wholesome stories, and a packet of coupons.
She did like some deals, so she glanced over them.
20% OF LAUNDRY LOAD AT HAPPY WASH.
GET A FAMILY SIZE TUB OF ICE CREAM FROM BROWN COW FOR HALF PRICE WHEN SPENDING $30 OR MORE.
TWO LARGE PIZZAS, A SIDE DISH OF PASTA, A SIDE OF GARLIC BREAD, DESSERT AND A LARGE BOTTLE OF COVE COOLER FOR $35, ONLY AVAILABLE AT ROCKSTAR’S PIZZA PLACE.
She stared at the last coupon a little longer than usual, something about the cartoon black bear with a red hat was for whatever reason sending alarm bells in her head.
Her vision turned fuzzy for a minute and she swore she saw the words:
DO NOT ENGAGE.
“Vanessa…?” Freddy asked, concerned.
She brought herself back, she stared longer at the bear, something was off about it, she remembered something, somewhere in her mind, a dream or a memory, it was a warning about something.
She placed the coupon down.
“It’s nothing, let’s eat breakfast, then I can fix your body!” She walked away.
