Friendly Neighborhood Bunny

Independent RP blog for everyone's favorite animatronic pal, FNAF's Bonnie the Bunny! - Sideblog to not-an-enviable-shift - M!A: n/a Tracking: vaguely southern, vaguelysouthern

[vaguely-southern]

“Heya, kids! Have a great Easter!~”

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● ⊰ 🎈 B R O K E N 🎈 ⊱ ●

                                    … What ?

「♡」 Cerulean eyes widened with complete & utter COWARDICE; shock overtaking that little instance of bravery ( or had it been desperation ? ) as the words repeated over & over in his head. Had the animatronic SERIOUSLY failed to hear his cries ? Or was this lack of understanding nothing more than a facade; a way to put the methodical means of TORTURE under a guise ? Whatever it was, the child COULDN’T believe what was happening at that very moment. 「♡」

「♡」 Why did he EVER think that talking to an animatronic of all things was a good idea ? ! 「♡」

「♡」 The nightmares … his brother … all of them were right. Everyone & everything just wanted to see him SUFFER ! 「♡」

「♡」 That was EXACTLY what the rabbit was going to get. 「♡」

「♡」 His already crumbling air fell COMPLETELY along with the tears that were welling up in his eyes. Certainly, such an EXTREME reaction would have caught the rabbit off guard … but the child was standing before one of his g r e a t e s t fears — 「♡」

                       — & he was ALREADY b r o k e n.

        { ʕ´•ᴥ•`ʔ } – ❝  I WANNA GO HOME ! ! !  ❞

[vaguely-southern]

What an unusual predicament.

The animatronic blinked again, their eyelids tilting as if they had been upset. What had just happened? They were only following their programming, weren’t they? It wasn’t their fault that they'd been focused on something else. All the same..

{>A child ->>A crying child}

“..Aw, sweetheart, I didn’t mean to scare ya. I’d be glad to do everything I can to help ya out, alright?” Their voice now toned down a few clicks of a knob, Bonnie did their best to try and sound comforting.

Animatronics were supposed to make kids smile, of course! Not cry. They want to help! “D’you want me to see if I can get the door open for ya?”

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● ⊰ 🎈 B R O K E N 🎈 ⊱ ●

「♡」 It was a r i s k; such a HUGE risk that even the little boy thought he was ( i n s a n e ) to think of. Yet … the doors were LOCKED & the guard was gone for the night. There was NO ONE; nothing here but the animatronics he was just oh so SCARED of. A thousand thoughts ran in his mind at once; all of them telling him to take caution; to not GET CLOSE or else he would face his end. There was another voice though; one that rose above the rest as he held his yellow plush close. 「♡」

        ❝  It’s okay. ❞ ❝  He won’t hurt you. ❞

「♡」 Those were the words that ( F R E D B E A R ) said as the child kept his teary vision upon the rabbit. He HATED the animatronics … but he trusted Fredbear with his life … & even if HOME wasn’t where belonged, he wanted to go. He couldn’t stand this place !  「♡」

「♡」 DEEP breaths. SHAKY breaths. The air & a hug of his toy was what it would take for the child to approach what may as well been his ( D E M I S E ). A shaking, sniveling form was what the rabbit would see … & instead of asking for a song, the child asked for something MORE. 「♡」

              { ʕ´•ᴥ•`ʔ } – ❝ … U-u-um …B-B-Bonnie … ? ❞

              { ʕ´•ᴥ•`ʔ } – ❝ … D-Do … do you … do you               know how to … ( U N L O C K ) the front door ?  ❞

[vaguely-southern]

“Hm?”

Their eyes shot open in the most wonderfully mechanical of manners and scanned around, finding:

{>A child}

The faded blue animatronic set the plastic guitar that could play real music aside, and took a moment or two to climb right off the stage. Were the animatronics allowed to do that? Of course! Just not during the day.

Do they have any idea why? Of course not!

But someone else does.

“Come again, sweetheart? Didn’t hear you too well the first time!” They blinked again, their vibrant magenta eyes locked onto the small figure. The animatronic’s distinct lack of idle movement could be described an example of uncanny valley; something nearly human, but not enough to be anything short of disturbing. Shame. They try their best!

[vaguely-southern]

@isntjustified

It’s so easy when they don’t have to think.

Bonnie’s up on stage, where they almost always are, plucking and poking at their guitar. The day is slow, and calm, and the lights seem almost dimmer. As far as Bonnie can tell, their companions up on stage are simply idle, waiting for something to happen.

Surprisingly nimble fingers strummed the plastic guitar, somehow playing real music. It’s nice how these obviously fake beings gave off the illusion of something organic.

Of course though, they were capable of thought. They were smart mechanisms! Very well made and functioning perfectly. So well made that Bonnie bet they could play music just as good with their eyes closed. Not that their eyes do much anyways, but it at least felt like they were accomplishing something.

Wonder if anyone will come over while they’re testing their physical limitations.

[vaguely-southern]

Like for a starter!

[vaguely-southern]

"There aren't any clues here at all," "Benjamin muttered darkly, using his index finger to push the oval frames perched atop his nose further up onto his face as he spoke. "I mean," he nodded towards the decapitated plush toy that lay by his feet before turning to face the large mechanical rabbit on the show staged directly, "besides the body." (ahogeverse-rp, w/ Benjamin?)

A click.A pop.A blink.

The animatronic pulled themself out of stasis and quickly examined the scene in front of them, finding:{>A child >A ripped toy >Peculiar word choices}Of course, after fully scanning the area, they’ll research said terms in their database to hopefully fully understand the situation. Conclusions don’t take long to reach when researched by such sophisticated machinery.

{>An investigation?}

After a brief internal warmup, Bonnie replied, leaning forwards a bit to see better. “Oh my! What do you think must’ve happened?” The cartoony yet resilient guitar was set aside with surprising care and accuracy. They were a well-built animatronic, after all! All of them can move quickly when they want to.

[vaguely-southern]

More headcanons! ✿✺☺♯

✿- Does your muse like the nature in general?

Bonnie’s never been outside, but from what they’ve heard, it’s the most beautiful sight outside! Sometimes the kids bring in flowers and it’s so cute. And not against the rules.

✺- Something your muse finds pretty

The lights, when they’re on, and every little colorful decoration the kids like to play with. Also cakes! Cakes are such a nice present, and they’re always so nice. For some reason, they feel as if they miss eating cake.

☺- Something that makes your muse happy

Playing music on their guitar! Especially when the rest of the gang chimes in.

♯- Something that gets your muse angry

Bonnie doesn’t like rule-breakers, people who raise their voice, or people that make messes. Not kids, though. They could never be mad at kids.

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Headcanons! ❣⌚❅✎‽♫

❣- What calms your muse down?

Nothing better than kicking back and practicing a bit of strumming on their guitar.

⌚- Does your muse worry about time?

Bonnie’s more likely to be excited, and nervous of course, than worried. Everything’s always prepared ahead of time.

❅- Favorite time of the year?

Summer! That’s when all the kids come to play at Freddy’s.

✎- Can your muse draw? How well/How Bad?

Bonnie wasn’t exactly made to hold a pencil, but they try. They’re certainly not the best or the most practiced, but they don’t mind.

‽- Something your muse has problem in understanding

Someone trying to argue a point. Rules are rules! They should be followed no matter what, right? Even with the other animatronics. Their programming tells them they’re right, so why do people say otherwise?

♫- What is your muse’s taste in music?

Bonnie loves all kinds of music, except maybe excessive country and extreme dubstep.

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Murder Mystery rp Starters

"Shall we dust for fingerprints?"

"If you can't figure out who killed this person, no one can!"

"How did you figure it out?"

"ME? What makes you think I did it!?"

"I wonder who they're gonna kill next."

"I don't know how you stay so calm about this stuff."

"Don't touch that! It's evidence."

"I found your fingerprints on the murder weapon."

"So you figured me out, huh? Well, guess what? You just became my next victim."

"I don't think we're gonna find whoever did this."

"There are no clues here at all! Well, I mean, besides the body."

"Why would anyone want to kill him/her?"

"This doesn't make sense. Nothing points in the same direction."

"Maybe you shouldn't have hired me for this job."

"What if they're here, watching us try to solve this? What if they're working to keep things hidden?"

"What if one of us is next on the hit list?"

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SEND ONE FOR A HEADCANON I HAVE FOR MY MUSE

❤- What does your muse look forwards on their soulmate?

❥- Can often/easily can your muse get heartbroken?

❣- What calms your muse down?

ღ- Sexuality?

⌚- Does your muse worry about time?

❅- Favorite time of the year?

✿- Does your muse like the nature in general?

✞- Does your muse have any kinds of religion?

✍- Can your muse write? How well/How bad?

✎- Can your muse draw? How well/How Bad?

☁- What kind of weather does your muse consider the best one

ツ- Can your muse speak any other language other than their main one?

∞- Does your muse believes in afterlife?

✺- Something your muse finds pretty

✆- What your muse’s phone gallery is filled with?

❦- What is your muse’s favorite fruit?

❧- What is your muse’s favorite kind of food?

‽- Something your muse has problem in understanding

☺- Something that makes your muse happy

☹- Something that makes your muse sad/upset

✉- How often does your muse text?

⌨- How often does your muse use the computer?

♫- What is your muse’s taste in music?

♯- Something that gets your muse angry

⋆- Your muse’s future dream and why

☮- How much your muse worries about appearance?

[lannasroleplaymemes]

Send me an emotion and I’ll describe how my Muse expresses it non-verbally.

Indifference Anxiety Frustration Excitement Impatience Boredom Sorrow Confusion Lust Disgust Exhaustion Panic Fright Enthusiasm Mischief …Or any other you can think of!

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Welcome To Nightvale Sentence Starters

“Do not approach the Dog Park.” “Guns don’t kill people. It’s impossible to be killed by a gun.” “Alligators: can they kill your children? Yes.” “ALL HAIL THE GLOW CLOUD.” “Coal dust with chances of indigo in the late afternoon.” “Last night, our PTA meeting ended in bloodshed.” “We do not have answers. I am not certain we even have questions.” “The moon’s weird though, right?” “Those were not contact lenses you put in this morning.” “Regret nothing, until it is too late. Then, regret everything. ” “We have nothing to fear except ourselves. We are unholy, awful people.” “Your existence is not impossible. But it’s also not very likely.” “Stay tuned next for the sound of some helpless thing being eaten.” “There are no trees in the library.” “You take the good, you take the bad, and what you get are spiders crawling out of a red velvet cupcake.” “Don’t let numbers tell you what to do. You are blood and earth, not theory and chalk.” “I was wearing my best tunic and furry pants.” “Look to the north. Keep looking. There’s nothing coming from the south.” “There’s a special place in Hell. It’s really hip. Very exclusive.” “A million dollars isn’t cool. You know what’s cool? A basilisk.” “Earth is a hallucination; podcasts are dreams.” “It must be 3:23 PM somewhere. Maybe space?” “I’d never join a PEN15 club that would allow a person like me to become a member.” “Pain is just weakness leaving the body, and then being replaced by pain. Lots of pain.” “Sticks and stones may break my bones, but words will never quite describe the pain.” “At your smallest components, you are indistinguishable from a forest fire.”

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Hey there, kids! Who’s ready for a wonderful ‘nother day at Freddy’s?

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