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Pri's Back and ready to roll!
I've been missing the open nature of Tumblr RP, so I'm coming back! The blog's still under construction, but the muses listed I'm ready to write, with a fresh start. If you knew me before and there's bonds you want to keep, DM me about it, we'll see where i am. I'll admit my grasp on some of these characters has changed, so not all relations would be the same.
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Time to bite the bullet
I started making a multimuse for all my muses and such but I think the formula of Tumblr RP just doesn’t suit me anymore
I’ve had lots of fun recently in a couple of discord rp servers where all character info and such isn’t already laid out and organized you just have idea and drop it in for the most part
this extra fluidity has made it a much more entertaining process and as such i thing i have to admit that i am done with Tumblr RP.
If we don’t already have eachothers discords, feel free to PM me about it!
hey hey hey, it's medic, back at it again with the blogs I made on impulse! this time, it's a (dash-only) fnaf-themed multimuse, featuring muses from almost every single canon fnaf game! this includes almost every chica and a few foxies! do me a favor and reblog this post if you're interested.
my rules and muse list are under the #info tag!
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keyboard’s acting up
unless the cord is a very specific angle, my keyboard doens’t work so i will be less likely to type off mobile for awhile
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if you noticed princce7 follow u, that's me. i'll be double checking ur rules and stuff soon
Jeremy let out a yelp of surprise before clutching his heart. He was used to the animatronics immediately trying to kill him, not converse with him. He looked up at them.
“Oh I know you guys have seen my ‘rig’. You sure as hell pass through enough nights to know it.” He grumbled.
“really? I-I had no idea! I’d have brought you some sn-snacks if I knew where y-you were!” that beak moved as she spoke, Toy Chica, seemed near bashfull. that cupcake was brought closer to her chest as if she was holding it tight. “we see you...we see you pass every night. we’d thought it odd-od we never saw you after your shift star...started!”
“It’s not like you’re breaking any of the rules right?”
“Yeah! unless you’re hiding the naked pal of ours, we wouldn’t mind keeping you company during the nightshift! it must get tiring right?” the rabbit strummed the guitar again, seeming content with the ‘tuning’. and so that face was just staring, waiting for a response now.
Jeremy sighed. Foxy had a point. It was too early to throw in the towel. He hasn’t given up yet, why do that now? If he was going down, Jeremy Fitzgerald was going down fighting. The first thing that’d pop out the suit he’d be stuffed in would not be his eyeballs and teeth, but his favourite fingers. And he planned on haunting this joint and being a monster to the monsters.
Jeremy nodded and picked up the pizza cutter. “Thanks…” He sighed. He went to the kitchen and returned the cutter to its rightful place.
the stage began to play some music, then stop. almost as if the band was tuning their instruments. “Hey-a fellow? aren’t you abit early for the show?” a mechanical laugh. “You’re the guard r-right? where do you hide at night? you must have some closed doors you hide behind to watch those cameras. you should show us your rig some night, we could help should there be any intruders!” that was the bear’s voice, for sure. Toy Freddy was speaking to Jeremy as he passed by.
Toy Bonnie ‘strummed’ his guitar a few times, before ‘tuning’ it a bit. it seemed like preprogrammed actions. and even as ToyFreddy waved and talked, his feet were rooted to the ground, and the motions stiff.
Jeremy sighed in relief when Goldy vanished. In fairness, he was alot more polite than he wanted to be. But even so, he nodded a little when Foxy told him not to encourage Goldy to come after him. "I’ll try to avoid further confrontation in that case.”
He watched Foxy trying to pick up the pizza cutter and was going to help him up (the guy saved his life after all, maybe he should be nicer to him) when he felt a paw on his shoulder. He froze in place as the threat was said and when he turned his head, Goldy was gone. “…….Well…. fuck…. I’m gonna die tonight….” He sighed. He could just… not come back into work. Ever again. But somehow he felt that wasn’t the solution. “Well fuck bringing my sister to school. I’m saying goodbye to my loved ones today, spend as much time as I can with them and possibly die tonight….. at least I won’t have to pay my debt off.” He bent down and picked up Foxy’s hook. He tried to ignore the memories it brought back. “Don’t forget this ‘captain’. I’ll see you tonight”
“if you give up the battles already lost.see if ya can convince the toys you’re not what they think you are in the darker hours- if ya can, you’ll have one less thing to worry about. your time would be better spent preparing. being ready for the worst is fine; but try for the best.” rather then try and bend over again, foxy kicked the cutter over to Jeremy. “Also... ya might want to put this back in the kitchen. this place needs no more mysteries, nor workers heading to the back room.” he looked ready to say something else, but stopped. he’d be heard for sure.
“ya got the same spirit as Mike. ye can survive. if ya absolutely must be caught... the lasses are gentle.” and with that, foxy was beyond the back room’s door. it was unlikely it was intended to be heard, but he said one more thing. he definitely wasn’t talking to Jeremy. “Oh Mary, I wish you could help...”
i know toy chica’s bib is supposed to say let’s party i just fucked up
Jeremy was hesitant to accept the hand but soon he took it and got to his feet with Foxy’s help. This place just kept getting creepier and creepier. But he swore he’d seen this suit before. Out of the corner of his eye maybe…
He listened to the two of them talk. So Goldy was the one responsible for this. Or at least one of the main culprits. This was all a game to them huh? That sure was reassuring. But the guard’s heart sank a little when he heard that Foxy had eaten someone’s frontal lobe. That certainly changed things. But Foxy looked… guilty?
Jeremy looked at the bear and steeled himself. “The night shift is over and the daytime workers will be here soon. You need to go back to… wherever you come from. I have to go home and help my little sister get ready for school. So if you wouldn’t mind, I’m going to go home. If this game has rules, its best to follow them.”
it seemed as if that worked as the bear just disapeared. Foxy’s eye slid to look at jeremy, as if uncertain he should believe that just happened. “Lad i’d... be careful not to egg them on. ye don’t see much of Goldy as is because they be pulling some of the strings, but should she be interested in giving you a run fer yer money...” his voice went to static for just a second, then resumed. was foxy just censored? the gap he didn’t speak was just perfect for a name. “ ...will keep ya on yer toes. considers themself ta be ‘hard mode’.” he was starting to head back for the parts room- as Jeremy had said, the day staff was coming. he stopped by the knife cutter, starting to bend to pick it up... but there was a slight screach of protest from hsi joints and he ended up stopping at an uncomfortable looking angle.
deciding to forgo the pizza cutter at this point Foxy was working on getting himself back to standing straight. he was stuck- unable to help as a heavy paw was placed on Jeremy’s shoulder from behind. the voice was low, quiet, and foxy’s eyepatch was too them so he couldn’t see. but his ears showed he heard, but trying to walk while at this angle was a bad idea. "̴͟Í̢ ̷͠t͢h̸̛in̡͘k̨ ̛Ì̕'l͜l̡ ̴̸h̀͜av͏e̢ ̶̵fu͝͠n ҉wi̵̸̛t̶͘h̀ ͝th͟͝e͢ ̶͘͘P͏́͡a͟ŕ̨t̡̡y̧͡ ͘͢͠y̶o͘͠u̵ ̸͟͡iǹ̸vit́e͏̶́d ̶̀m̕ȩ̵̀ ̧͡t̸͢oó̵!҉ ̸̢i̛͜͞ţ̷'̢͟s͡͠ ̸̛T̢͝O͟N̷̡I̶̧Ģ̢H͜T̴͞,̴̸ ̡̧͜r̸̢͡i҉̧͟g̀͡h͢͝t̵̨͜?"͘ and then Goldy was gone again, just as a loud crack resounded, Foxy was back to standing.
his head turned towards Jeremy. he’d heard, despite the voice being quiet. but he didn’t have anything to say for it.
Jeremy yelped as he was suddenly pinned to the ground. He had been in this scenario before, he knew what happens next. I shouldn’t have trusted them. I should have just walked home. Why did I stay? Am I going to die-. These thoughts were cut short when he saw the pizza cutter fly by.
It took the night guard a moment to register what had just occurred. Did Foxy… just save his life? His heart hammered against his chest. Adrenaline, such a familiar thing to the guard, started pumping. He was about to try and push the Fox off of him when he noticed the behaviour.
And then the bear appeared. A primal instinct in Jeremy screamed at him to run away, get out of there immediately. But he was pinned to the ground. So all he could do was watch and listen in silent fear.
it was giggling again. “looks like you just about gave him a heart attack anyways old friend! how about a matching mark while you’re there? it’s just a cheek!” at least Goldy seemed to not be approaching. it was just an empty suit, but it was all too easy to see more. the face was too expressive, all to mischievously gleeful. devious. and it was hard to think those little white pupils floating in the eye sockets wasn’t there, staring. that jointed mouth was somehow grinning.
rather than pay the words any mind (though did his ears lower?), Foxy, now on his feet, offered his hand to the guard. he was firmly planted, he could pull the other up if it was accepted. “Goldy, don’t ye be having your set of rules you set up? a game’s no fun when ye cheat, right?”
“I’m not cheating if you’re not!” it was so pouty. why did that bear sound like a little girl?
“Yer rules say there’s the six-hour shift for the guard ta die if he doesn’t win the game you set up. a game, mind you, ya don’t tell the guard the rules of. ye already have an unfair advantage. seeing as I not be trying to kill him, because the round of your game is over, I ain’t be cheating. I be spending personal time doing me own thing in the moments I have.”
“You always were sooooo clever! i suppose eating someone’s frontal lobe gives you extra smarts? I really have been thinking about trying, but I just don’t have the teeth for it!” that was the voice you’d expect from an empty freddy shell. a manly voice. there was no denying Foxy’s ears twitching and going as far down as they could at that statement however. “What’s wrong? where’d that pointed tongue go?” their voice dropped another octave, "͟͝árę͝ ͘yo͜͜u͠ ̛l͠͞e͞ss ͟͠ć̷̡ę̀͠r̴t̴͟a̷̷̕in̴̕ ̵͘͞a̸̕b̢o̕͞ut͏͝ ̷̀wh̶̸a̡t̡ ́yo̵u͢͠ ̵̨s̴̕a͏i̡̛͝d̵͢?̛͞" that was a very unfriendly laugh. almsot like a laugh of the damned that slowly transitioned back to a girl’s giggling.
Jeremy flinched, taking a step back when the fox’s jaw snapped shut. Right, antagonising one of his attempted killers was not the best idea. But was that… a child’s voice? Coming from him? No, no he must really be losing it in here.
Jeremy listened to Foxy talk about the old location. His steely expression softened when he heard how Foxy lost his ‘main companion’. But he didn’t interrupt the story.
He listened to the motives of the others. Fixing the Toys sounded easy enough, if he could just get close enough to get into their systems… Chica and Bonnie, two very dangerous opponents, were another story. They’d be tough.
“What about fazbear? And the puppet? Or you and Balloon boy? What are the motiv-” He paused when Foxy stiffened. Was this another trick of the eye? He looked around and tried to listen out for anything unusual.
he didn’t answer, not right away. infact, before he said another word he lunged, bringing them both to the ground- and leaving a pizza cutter (one of the long ones that are as wide as the pizza) to fly by, clattering against the wall before tumbling to the floor. it had just narrowly missed the guard- Foxy literally just saved Jeremy’s life... and was now having a few issues with getting back to his feet. which wasn’t the best, seeing as to knock Jeremy down, Foxy was more or less on top of the guard... and kind of heavy at that.
Of course, Foxy probably could have rolled over to alleviate the weight, but by the slight growl that was emanating from him, it almost seemed as if that wasn’t the case out of a canine-like defense system. it took a moment- enough for something soft, like a giant teddybear to be heard walking towards them as he finally managed to get to his feet- grabbing his hook on his way up. “The he-he-he-heck was that for, the night be over you da-da-darned bear!” Foxy was standing over Jeremy.
“Well, I just assumed you were keeping him here as part of a trap~! was I wrong, I’m sorry!” it was the voice a little girl, attached to the empty golden Freddy suit. the voice was so human, so childishly human as they giggled. that was definitely the giggle of a little girl. they weren’t sorry at all.“You’re not backing out on me now, are you? we know what the workers do to robots they feel they don’t need!”
“I ain’t breaking any of our terms! the shifts over, ye never said I couldn’t explain what this he-he-he-heck is all about.” It looked like Foxy was the only thing (sort of) between Jeremy and this Golden Bear...
@fnaf-jeremy-fitzgerald
“mate I get there’s plenty of risk here but did ye really smuggle a fucking gun into the pizzeria”
Jeremy shook his head as he held his brother’s rifle in his hands. “No…. I smuggled in three. And a bowie knife…. precautions.”
“i can’t fault ya for being prepared but i’ll give ya a warning: ye touch the lasses and you will have me ta reckon fer. keh, talking of guns and blades makes me think about the coding I’m stuck with.” that was a very artificial prerecorded pirate laugh.
“I’m not going to start open firing on anything that moves. It’s just… a safety precaution. Just maybe you and BB keep to yourselves tonight. Just in case I have to use one of these things.”
“behind ya” and there’s a giant heavy soft paw on Jeremy’s shoulder... and it’s definitly a threatenning gesture.
Jeremy shook his head a little when he saw the fur. Man he was tired. But he couldn’t go home just yet. “I wouldn’t be asking if I didn’t want to hear it.” He replied. He needed to know everything. Not just to satisfy his curiosity but to see if there was a chance at stopping any of this madness. He’d only worked here a short while but from what he knew, others had died here and if he died too, more would surely follow.
Jeremy instinctively put his hands over the scar when Foxy stared at it. He watched the pirate toss down his hook and flinched a little when it hit the floor. “Gee, thanks for trying to murder me painlessly, really appreciate the attempt.”
“ye act as if this is something I want ta be doing!” his jaw snapped together loudly at the end of his little outburst. there was a force behind that bite. that snap was enough of a remind those jaws could do serious damage. the sound seemed to make the robotic pirate freeze though, his hand going to touch his snout. there was a moment of silence. the voice that came next of of a little boy’s. and it seemed to float from the animatronic, rather then come from him.
“I’m sorry.”
the ears shot up suddenly, as if coming to attention. the swivel of one was unnatural before they ‘relaxed’ again. his voice was back to it’s normal accent. “the last guard to survive till he quit was fer the old location. I’ll admit, I was pi-pi-pi...” he stuttered, before changing words. perhaps he couldn’t say anything naughty? “Angry at the time- my play of the game was a whole lot more voluntary then. ya tend ta snap when ur main companion in the afterlife is destroyed and the remains be the first thing ya see when you finally are able to wake up. ay, but Mike... I’d done him enough harm as a kid. still don’t know why he returned. without seeing him, ye probably wouldn’t have survived that one night.” there was an atomated laugh track, one obviously just straight from how he was designed.
“but as for the others... Chica, she’s still unable to see properly, and the beards lies don’t help her any. Bonnie’s pissed, and looking at him, I think it obvious as ta why. the toys on the stage are little more than their code. if ya can fix them, or ye convince them yer not what they see, you’ll have less to worry about come the night. As for Mar- the broken lass... I don’t know. she’s both her code and her soul. I suppose because she be broken, she can split the control. the one thing I can confirm is that she’s in pain, and it’s workers like yerself that allow that pain to continue.” the ears perked again, attentive. Foxy was silent, and seemed to stiffen...
yet there was the hallucination of fur rising on the back of his neck. could he hear something Jeremy couldn’t, or was he just insane?
@fnaf-jeremy-fitzgerald
“mate I get there’s plenty of risk here but did ye really smuggle a fucking gun into the pizzeria”
Jeremy shook his head as he held his brother’s rifle in his hands. “No…. I smuggled in three. And a bowie knife…. precautions.”
“i can’t fault ya for being prepared but i’ll give ya a warning: ye touch the lasses and you will have me ta reckon fer. keh, talking of guns and blades makes me think about the coding I’m stuck with.” that was a very artificial prerecorded pirate laugh.
@fnaf-jeremy-fitzgerald
“mate I get there’s plenty of risk here but did ye really smuggle a fucking gun into the pizzeria”
