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 Posted: Sun Dec 18, 2016 1:56 pm
Quote: It's a pizzeria slumber party lock-in! You can't think of anything more fun. Plus, in addition to the USUAL crew of funtime animatronic entertainers, there are several special guests from Fazbear's sister location. ...Did you hear that laughing? Was it coming from OFF the stage? Hunters: Human kids at a pizzeria birthday party. Weapons/Halloween: Murderous, possessed animatronics.
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Posted: Sun Dec 18, 2016 10:08 pm
[ Iyari ]
((Pride Quill Activated - Glitter surrounds Iyari for 600 words))
kirakira kirakira
Glitter surrounded the pegasus animatronic and she moved her stiff joints from behind the stage. Often neglected, the plating on her body had become tarnished. Pegasus weren't a favorite animatronic and she often was booked for fantasy parties.... but now there were people here. Children. Circuitry moved under the outer area and she began to sparkle as her glitter cannons went off over her body with a warped popping noise. Around her she could feel that the others had moved and she took a few wary steps softly, the green of her eyes glowing in the darkness and she moved off towards the Castle Room.
Often she'd be there with Freddy himself, if he wasn't otherwise preoccupied. Tonight was... different though. He had gone somewhere far away, though she passed by Pirate's cove along the way and her wings slowly moved, her programming switching slowly. Generally at night they would move around, occasionally bothering the endoskeleton sitting in the security booth. It was odd to her that it would continue to be there, it was up to them to stuff it back inside, where it belongs.
Now it seemed there were many ḳ̭̮͖̉ͪ̽́i̳͎̩̰̣̭̼̒ͪ̉ͮ̑̐d̠͐͆̓̉̊ͅs̔̄͞ small endoskeletons out of their shells. Moving along to the castle room, her scanners pinged off a few warmer fluctuations in the room and she stood in front of the castle, her glitter cannons making a mess around her, but she sparkled in the low light. They were there, somewhere...
"T̷̟̈́̽i̷͙̔̅m̵̞̫͑̑e̵̦̓̈́ ̵̤͒t̶͔͍̓̈o̷̘̱̽͘ ̷̪̏͗ğ̵̦͍ȍ̸̜͠ ̴͚̞͐t̷̩͘o̴̦̍͘ ̴̙̗͘P̴̫̋i̴̡̻͒ẕ̵̎ͅz̴̩̈́͛a̵͉̿ ̸̫́͜C̷̬̤̀ầ̶̞̬s̴̯̈̌t̵̛͓̫̋ĺ̶͉̃ȩ̸͇̇͋.̴̤͔̽͝.̴͉̏.̸͍̊̿"
The voice was warbled from years of use but no maintenance and her wings whirred loudly as they attempted to move and light up. Glitter flooded the air and moved down on the sleeping bags of the children underneath her. Hooves moved around, shuffling and her sensors moved over the long, bean like shapes of the sleeping bags. The AI inside of her head was trying to make sense of what they were. Small endoskeletons were here, but there was also a case over them, much like the presents she often saw when frequenting birthday parties.
One was a little further from the others and she moved to it, wings glowing with the sparkles of death raining down from her glitter cannons consistent firing. Her hooved arms moved down, grabbing the edge of the bag and pulled it. It was empty. She wasn't to be swayed so easily, if the container was empty, there was an inside somewhere else.
Click-clack, click-clack.
It was distinctive for the animatronic to make the noises, and she noticed a light near the bathrooms and wandered that way, her wings scraping against the walls as she forced her way into the bathroom. Inside there was the noise of water and a child was washing their hands. The glitter cannon went off again and she came in sight of the mirror.
Below, the child flinched and turned with a bright smile to her, talking about something and commenting on her princess hat, but she didn't understand any of it. It was the endoskeleton, it needed to go back. While the child moved off she reached over, grabbing onto it and hugging it tightly, which made them laugh.
Then she continued to hug.
Laughing turned to concern.
She squeezed harder. Why was it struggling so much?
It made an awful, loud noise.
A little more pressure... her cannons burst into glitter which hid the sickening crack noise underneath, the glitter settling all over the bathroom walls. Had she broken the skeleton? Into the darkness, she slowly wandered into it, heading towards the parts room. POP. SPUTTER! ((Pride Quill Effect Worn Off))
She'd stopped glittering and her cannons had become clogged as she the new endoskeleton and pushed it into a squirrel body before turning back. Her sensors were still going crazy... there were so many that needed a place to go! And with her friends, how hard would it really be?
((Whether someone saw her do this or not is up to you guys!! C: ))
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Posted: Mon Dec 19, 2016 12:22 pm
Larry hated birthdays. Well, not hate, not as strong as hate. Mostly he found them distressing. There was a lot of noise and chaos and those things upset him. He liked it quiet and peaceful, with things organised and tidy, without a lot of confusion.
This was all the opposite of a kid's birthday party and he was on the very edge of tears. His mother had gone, because she had places to go and he was supposed to be here. His dad had told him he had to hang around normal kids to be one. He didn't know what that meant.
He clung to the boy near him who squirmed like a cat and twisted his hand out of the smaller boy's hand.
"No Larry! I'm not holding your hand!" he said, eager to go and investigate the stage, to see if Freddy was out, there was noise in the nearby room. The smaller boy wilted.
Larry was dressed in a pair of cheap denims with a shirt that was too large for him with a gaudy print on it, it looked like a hand me down, with a hole in one shoulder. He had short and very light hair with equally light eyes which seemed to look off into the distance more often than not. Mikael, the slightly taller boy had more sandy hair and was dressed in well-tailored fancy clothes with a small jacket over his t-shirt. He looked to be absolutely brimming with energy.
"I can't wait for cake!! Do you think there will be cake??"
Larry gave him a stare as he seemed to process this. "I think that there will be cake, it is a birthday. There should be cake. I think it would be weird if it didn't."
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