"If you're reading this, you likely already know who I am. Ultimately, I seek to achieve my own immortality; using a combination of robotics, possession, and illusion. That's why I've been experimenting with the concept of possession, using trial and error to perfect the process."
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TW: Possible references to drug and alcohol addiction, sexual themes, violence, abuse, death, etc.
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Roleplay Guide:
"My dialogue will be in quotations, like this." William's actions will be described in plain text.
(ooc: Anything that is out of character will be written in parenthesis, default color, and have the precursor "ooc:" - Small text/strikethrough is optional.)
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I don't want to cut an RP short, if that was not your intention. So, I will continue responding until you specify (out of character) that you'd like to end the RP.
I shredded a lot of carrots for this Easter carrot cake and I made the cream cheese frosting myself. *cuts a piece out of you*
Will peers into the pan curiously, his eyes lighting up when he sees the bunnies. They were always his favorite part of the holiday. He does his best to keep his cool, but a smile appears on his face regardless.
"Oh! Thank you, my dear. They're adorable." He delicately takes the piece offered to him, some of the frosting comedically sticking to his upper lip after he takes a bite. "Mmm, very good..."
I want to show you the new phone I got for Christmas, it matches your aesthetic.
(I didn't even expect the case to be purple that was just luck.)
Will inspects the phone case, his voice surprisingly softer than it typically is. "Oh, that's quite lovely." He smiles. "I've always enjoyed this kind of color combination, and of course I'm partial to rabbits. I considered giving Spring Bonnie floppy ears like that, but that design didn't work very well with the animatronic parts." He shrugs, rolling his eyes. "Perhaps someday I'll figure out how properly implement it."
"Hello. I'd like to inquire why you seemingly have not created a fully fledged Funtime Bonny."
- Mioro 🐰🖤
"Quite the interesting inquiry. At the time, I wanted to branch out into more humanoid animatronics, hence Ballora and Circus Baby. On top of that, Funtime Freddy has always been a bit unpredictable and at times rather aggressive. I created his Bon-Bon hand puppet as a way to keep him under control, using audio prompts to calm him. Besides, Freddy and Bonnie have always been associated with each other, so it was a good answer to being able to utilize the human-like animatronics in the main crew without separating the duo. However, Bon-Bon wasn't always able to keep him under control; we've had a few issues with Freddy's misbehavior throughout the years."
"Considering all the rumors that have been going around about the restaurant. I don't know how much longer it'll stay afloat, we may have to work on a new venture..." Will pauses thoughtfully, then shakes his head. He smiles as he pats her on the head.
"I'm sure glad you've been enjoying yourself though, love. You make any friends at school?"
*Emerges from the agony ball-pit and casually hands him a big bag of ghirardelli chocolate squares*
I didn't know which kind you like so I just got the assortments.
Will's eyes widen, a bashful smile spread across his face. He accepts the chocolates from you, scoffing under his breath.
"Oh, how thoughtful! Thank you very much, I could definitely use something sweet to brighten my day." He retrieves a wrapped piece of chocolate from within the bag.
"I suppose I'm a bit old-fashioned... I prefer the toffees."
*a man walks in..a metal baseball bat in his hands*
(a RP where Port and the Childrens souls confront afton if you like to do that..)
Will just looks over at the man, unamused. "Well, well. Another self-righteous person seeking justice, eh?" He smirks, his gray eyes lighting up with excitement. "That bat shall burn nicely with your corpse."
"heh.. its funny you think I'm alone...I'm sure you remember them" he steps aside revealing a group of children behind him...ones all to familiar "...the hour of joy is here for you mr afton."
"oh I'm not finished...you see playtime co had experimented on a LOT of kids.." a entire army of souls emerges some very disturbed looking "and made lots of mistakes...last i counted 4591. and i managed to convince each of them...to drag you Streight down to place bellow hell itself." he hands the bat to a familiar soul with a yellow Freddy mask "...make your move. make it count."
Will stands with his arms held out from his sides, a wide grin on his face. "Oh, this will be fun... Go on then, mate. Have at it." He beckons smugly, looking down on all of the souls.
The souls tear away at him, ripping flesh from bone and tossing it to the side. His screams melt into a sick gurgling, then into nothing at all, a pool of blood forming where he once stood. The souls slowly back away, a satisfied feeling washing over them.
Finally, the pieces of Will that had been sprawled across the room turn black and tar-like, drifting back to the pool of blood. The pool turns into a strange and colorful substance, which disintegrates the black lumps as they bathe in it. The substance quickly slinks out of the room through a vent in the floor, leaving barely a trace behind.
Though they'd just been feeling a sense of relief and satisfaction, the man and the souls are left with a lingering sense of dread, not knowing when or how the murderer would return.
Hey Will, have you heard about this possibility 10"6 rabbit animatronic named Nosey, created by someone going by CITRA? If not you should look it up... It escaped...... Y-you may have some compassion coming.......
"Ah, yes. From that new-fangled 'Tick-Tock' website that all the kids are talking about." Will laughs, rolling his eyes.
"What can I say? People love trying to replicate perfection, though it seldom reaps them any benefit. It's all for show." He waves a dismissive hand.
Will rolls his eyes. "Boy, the 'Walten Files' is based off of my work. It is fan content. As if that weren't obvious enough with the souls possessing animatronics, and the resemblance Bon has to Bonnie."
Will smirks, narrowing his eyes at you. "I'm pretty good at putting on performances. I can dance and play guitar, I'm a rather entertaining rabbit from what I've been told."
Will's eyes widen in surprise, his head tilted in confusion. "Tap... what?" He glances at the machine he's working on, then back at you. "I wouldn't recommend it."
*a man walks in..a metal baseball bat in his hands*
(a RP where Port and the Childrens souls confront afton if you like to do that..)
Will just looks over at the man, unamused. "Well, well. Another self-righteous person seeking justice, eh?" He smirks, his gray eyes lighting up with excitement. "That bat shall burn nicely with your corpse."
"heh.. its funny you think I'm alone...I'm sure you remember them" he steps aside revealing a group of children behind him...ones all to familiar "...the hour of joy is here for you mr afton."
"oh I'm not finished...you see playtime co had experimented on a LOT of kids.." a entire army of souls emerges some very disturbed looking "and made lots of mistakes...last i counted 4591. and i managed to convince each of them...to drag you Streight down to place bellow hell itself." he hands the bat to a familiar soul with a yellow Freddy mask "...make your move. make it count."
Will stands with his arms held out from his sides, a wide grin on his face. "Oh, this will be fun... Go on then, mate. Have at it." He beckons smugly, looking down on all of the souls.
Hey Will, have you heard about this possibility 10"6 rabbit animatronic named Nosey, created by someone going by CITRA? If not you should look it up... It escaped...... Y-you may have some compassion coming.......
"Ah, yes. From that new-fangled 'Tick-Tock' website that all the kids are talking about." Will laughs, rolling his eyes.
"What can I say? People love trying to replicate perfection, though it seldom reaps them any benefit. It's all for show." He waves a dismissive hand.
Will rolls his eyes. "Boy, the 'Walten Files' is based off of my work. It is fan content. As if that weren't obvious enough with the souls possessing animatronics, and the resemblance Bon has to Bonnie."
Hey Will, have you heard about this possibility 10"6 rabbit animatronic named Nosey, created by someone going by CITRA? If not you should look it up... It escaped...... Y-you may have some compassion coming.......
"Ah, yes. From that new-fangled 'Tick-Tock' website that all the kids are talking about." Will laughs, rolling his eyes.
"What can I say? People love trying to replicate perfection, though it seldom reaps them any benefit. It's all for show." He waves a dismissive hand.
Will rolls his eyes. "Boy, the 'Walten Files' is based off of my work. It is fan content. As if that weren't obvious enough with the souls possessing animatronics, and the resemblance Bon has to Bonnie."
*a man walks in..a metal baseball bat in his hands*
(a RP where Port and the Childrens souls confront afton if you like to do that..)
Will just looks over at the man, unamused. "Well, well. Another self-righteous person seeking justice, eh?" He smirks, his gray eyes lighting up with excitement. "That bat shall burn nicely with your corpse."
"heh.. its funny you think I'm alone...I'm sure you remember them" he steps aside revealing a group of children behind him...ones all to familiar "...the hour of joy is here for you mr afton."
