Younger Truffles! This is when she’s between 11 and 12? Then Gunther! The snipe! He’s Silas and PAC’s new pet, he walks like Mr krabs.
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Younger Truffles! This is when she’s between 11 and 12? Then Gunther! The snipe! He’s Silas and PAC’s new pet, he walks like Mr krabs.
⚡ The Snipe, Old Empire Motorcycles / MCN Custom Bike Builders Championship at the London Motorcycle show ⚡
I like to think the Snipes from Crash of The Titans are artificially mutated Spineapples from Everything is Crab.
❖☮☠ ϟ Your choice of characters. ouo
[Gamma Jack and Alicia it is, then!]
❖ = Does the character lucid dream?
[Nope. Zero control. If he knew such a thing existed, he'd probably look into some techniques. After meeting the gods, though? He asks the Witch of Rage to help soothe his mind some, whenever he's going to hibernate a bit.
As for Alicia.. Sure, why not. That's the only reason she was confident enough to come back after her first night. The resulting nightmare instead turned into her beating the stuffing out of Bonnie while Chica and Freddy cowered in fear. If she had to be terrified while on the job, the least she could do was return the favor while asleep, even if it wasn't really happening.]
☮ = Ideal place to sleep? (impractical or otherwise)
[While Gamma isn't nearly as cuddly as the other two Jacks, he loves (the idea of) drifting away while listening to a heartbeat.
If Alicia could have.. picture a giant cat who doubles as an oversized bean bag. And, it not only starts purring when you lay down, but then hugs you and kneads your back as you rest. Sadly, the closest she'll get to that is being a robotic cat person. (Or, in the Pizzeria splinter, being resurrected and getting to snuggle with Anthro!Cotton.)]
☠ = Character’s worst nightmare?
[Before his death, FNAF4 Night 5. After his death, reliving that night; locking up and getting caught despite screaming in his mind to move. Experiencing the pain of being gored inside the recolored Chica suit all over again.
Losing control. This is usually followed either by some disaster, the cause of which was preventable but earlier dismissed as not being a credible threat; or her being threatened (or hunted down) by a powerful dream-hopping psychic who's furious that someone would dare tinker in 'their domain'.]
ϟ = Are they a light or heavy sleeper? Can they sleep through a lot of noise?
[He's practically immune to noise, but very sensitive to touch/being moved. During the switch to the custom Toy suit, he installed a motion sensor system to wake him up if he is approached while offline.
She's a moderately light sleeper. If the mattress shifts, or someone pushes her room’s door shut without turning the knob, that'll jolt her awake.]
[As for FNAF4. We'll obviously have to see what it adds to the story upon its release. But, as of now, I currently plan to basically ignore it as far as blog canon goes.
Like, with all the "nightmare" teasers.. It'll just be a series of recurring nightmares that Gamma Jack had when he was a kid. They'd be inspired by his parents (very briefly) taking him to the original Freddy's. You know, the one with the "but they were just, so ugly" animatronics.
Instead of having a fun day spent with cartoon characters, the poor kid saw them as these lumbering gigantic things that wanted to eat him. As for Plushtrap, maybe he snuck away into a hidden back room trying to get away from the band and saw something he shouldn't have. And, he could've sworn the thing moved when he wasn't looking at it.
Like I said, we'll see. I just figured I'd document my current ideas for posterity. And so I could laugh at them if I end up being wrong.]
Operating Hazard
A startled yelp sounds from the backstage room. He's woken up from a recurring nightmare. He didn't think he would wake up. Or was this the nightmare? He honestly couldn't tell any longer. At least they've left him alone to wallow in his misery. How much time has passed? ..Wait, did the tally light on the camera just blink on? Oh, no, someone's covering for him. He can't let this happen to anyone else. He has to get them out of here. Help them.
With shaky steps, something walking on padded but nonetheless heavy feet slowly stumbles its way out of backstage and toward the security office. He can't help but grunt and sob as he walks. The more focused he is, the more the suit seems to resist him. But, if he allows himself to pull away, he becomes too numb for fine motor control. It's extremely difficult to find balance, to be able to balance. Sure enough, he manages to screw it up, and trips over himself. He slams into a nearby wall.
If the fox bothered to look outside their Cove to see who was sighing and weeping, they would find, with his shoulder pressed against the corner, a recolored version of Chica. This one had a much closer resemblance to an actual bird, with dark and light brown feathers, grey legs, and two yellow stripes running around his head and down his back. Despite being an animatronic, he almost seems to be breathing, although ever so slowly.
[Hi! Nice to see you're back with us. As always, some people call me slow, but I prefer 'thorough'.]