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“ hey ! i’ll race you to monty’s golf course ! ”
#open starter#🍕 𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐄. / main.#i throw out a little one liner as a treat.#because my drafts are daunting lolol.
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so my little sick spell was just a side effect from the second dose, but i’m all good now! and i hope you are all peachy keen today too!!!!
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sorry for not being so active over here! i’ve been a bit under the weather but hopefully this spell will pass and i’ll be replying soon!
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* . WHO’S AFRAID OF THE BIG RAD WOLF ?
cherished by jackie. est. 03/14/21. ind. canon-div + semi-selective.
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“Oh, yeah, it’s for Gregory”
(This was requested by @neriumoleanders)
#🍕 𝐆𝐑𝐄𝐆𝐎𝐑𝐘. / face.#🍕 𝐅𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐒. / glamrock freddy.#🍕 𝐅𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐒. / roxanne wolf.#🍕 𝐅𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐒. / glamrock chica.#gregory: *is held*.
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I’m a Guardian, sorry if you’re not a fan
I might’ve lost my Light, not like the Darkness got a chance
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🍕 michael.
He refrained from his usual response, what would’ve been an “I wish that were me” replaced by a small, sympathetic nod. His own father was absent enough in his life specifically, so he more than understood the feeling- or a similar one, at least. And that’s why he was more than willing to let the conversation change course. Besides, breaking the news that Michael’s father was behind all of this to begin with would be a strange conversation, to say the least. It’d be great if he could avoid it all together.
“ Well, that depends on whether or not the pizza is good, doesn’t it? “ Only half joking, Michael eyed the the food in front of them, as if he hadn’t been the one to heat it up in the first place. “Tasted like cardboard, the pizza they served at Freddy’s when I was a kid. I’m not sure I’m brave enough to try it. “
for the most part, their conversations tended to be more one sided, with gregory seemingly changing the subject every five seconds. he couldn’t help it, he was quite the chatterbox. and he was just glad he had someone to listen to his ramblings. and a ghost, no doubt! how cool was that!
“ okay, that’s true. ” he reluctantly agrees with a nod before his eyes then light up with interest. “ wait, you went to freddy’s as a kid too?! that’s so cool! ” he sits up more in his chair. “ aw, you gotta try it! it’s good! i bet you ... uh, two dollars that it’s better than when you had it as a kid! ”
#scxxped#🍕 𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐄. / main.#2 whole dollars micheal how can you refuse???#listen... gregory boutta brag to everyone that he has a ghost brother okay.
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🍕 withered bonnie.
It was cold. Dark and cold, and he was alone. Completely and utterly alone. The darkness was pitch, and Bonnie had stopped trying to see a long time ago. A child? In the backrooms? He hears a voice! His code begins running, and his red eyes flicker on.
The dimness was hard to see through, but he slowly lifts his head from where he was sitting on the floor.
A child.
“ ʜ- ʜᴇʟʟᴏ ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ! ᴍʏ ɴᴀᴍᴇ ɪꜱ ʙᴏ-ʙᴏɴɴɪᴇ. ᴡʜᴀᴛ'ꜱ ʏ-ʏᴏᴜʀꜱ?” A pre-recorded line of a fuzzy, glitched out voice. So long since he’d said it. A greeting for a child that came up to his stage alone. There was a whole conversation too, but… Well, it wouldn’t make much sense in this context.
He was allowed to adjust though, probably. It wasn’t against the rules anymore. Who would stop him? Certainly not any employees. He’d be surprised if they remembered he was back here at all.
“ᴀ-ᴀʀᴇ ʏᴏᴜ- ʟ-ᴏ-ꜱᴛ?“
the voice that emits from the broken down animatronic is creepy, gregory will admit, but it has that same cheerfulness he hears from the other animatronics that gregory can’t help but be comforted by. it’s like what he’s been taught, that one mustn’t judge a book by its cover. he smiles. “ bonnie? that’s a cool name. my name’s gregory. ” he reaches out his hand to take the other’s hand to shake, careful not to potentially break its arm off or damage it any further.
he then shakes his head. “ no, i’m not really lost. i just like exploring. ” he pauses for a second to look at their surroundings, noticing the parts and service sign before he turns back to the bunny again. “ what are you doing back here? is this where all you guys get repaired? ”
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🍕 vanny.
Out of earshot, Vanessa was standing behind a pillar staring at the mask and trembling. “I don’t want to do this.” and all the voice in her soul could say was that it was never about what you wanted. Terror, frustration, you name it, was all that tore at her senses. And she could make it all go away. All you have to do is put on the mask, Vanny.
And she would, there was no disobeying him for long, but she could do one thing. “Gregory!” Ness yelled, loud as she could, ignoring someone’s disappointment that was being made all too. “You have to RUN! NOW! She’s.. She’s coming!”
Ness could give him a headstart, but that’s all she could give him. So she put on the mask again, and let all of the doubts numb themselves with it’s presence.
”Oh, Gregory.” She called, some moments later. In that distinctive sweet yet undeniably menacing voice she had grown so accustomed to hearing come from her mouth.. “Where did you run off too now?”
the sound of his own name nearly makes him jump out of his own skin as he immediately snaps his head up to see if he can find the source of the voice. vanessa was close! “ wait, vanessa! ” he tries to call back but she does not answer. instead, what does answer makes gregory’s blood immediately run cold. it’s her ... the rabbit. gregory can feel his own heart start to pick up, and he doesn’t have to be told twice to start running. vanessa was a smart woman, he trusted her that she’ll find someplace safe until they could meet up again. right now, he needed to get away from the knife wielding rabbit!
he sprints out from behind the pillar, darting directly across the wide hall of the main entryway, shoes squeaking against the tile floor. but he makes the mistake of glancing behind him as he runs, and he lets out a yell. he can see the rabbit ... her white suit bathed in the neon lights from the nearby shops and a knife held tightly in her paw. run gregory, run!
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there’s never only one choice to make. there’s no way i’ll allow things to end this way. the future everyone has created for us should have more possibilities than that. let’s leave this place with confidence, and from there we can just create it on our own. … THE FUTURE THAT WE WANT!
#self promo! /#eye contact /#idk if yall play danganronpa but i finished the 2nd game and couldn't resist hehe.#yall don't have to follow this is just me saying that if i'm not this blog i'm over here!
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🍕 freddy.
there was nothing that would stop the animatronic bear from protecting gregory from anything or anyone that might wish to cause harm to him. he’s careful with the other and just making sure that they were always in the clear whenever they got to a new place of the pizza plex. Glancing down at Gregory, Freddy actually manages a smile with a light laugh. “ i’m not going to let anything happen to you gregory, i promise you that I will protect you no matter what. ”
freddy always seemed to know just what to say to help combat whatever level of anxiety stirred up within him. gregory was incredibly thankful for having a friend like freddy. he lets out a breath he didn’t realize he was holding, already feeling a lot better about their situation. with freddy at his side, they could do anything. gregory then reaches up with his free hand. “ pinky promise? ”
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i’m losing my mind over this image
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🍕 roxanne.
the wolf’s claws were tassling through the child’s untamable curls in an attempt to style them upwards into an 80′s rocker-do. she was focused intently on the task at hand, one paw lathered with styling gel and the other with temporary vibrant blue hair dye. when gregory speaks, roxanne’s eyes light up with a hearty laugh following. she ruffles his hair with the dyed palm and concludes the motion with a reassuring pat atop his head. “ trust me, kid. not only can you BE a rockstar, you’d put the band out of business with how great at it ya’d be. “
he’s thankful for roxanne because there’s no way that his mom would ever let him dye his hair, even if it will wash out eventually. it looks so cool! maybe when he’s older he’ll get a blue streak in his hair to remember roxanne by. he laughs when she pats his head, playfully swatting at her paws. “ awesome! ” he grins extra wide at that, clearly ecstatic by her answer. “ will i get a cool stage name too? because gregory the great is my knight name in case being a rockstar doesn’t work out. ”
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🍕 nova.
–Admittedly, the little girl didn’t know that the plex would be so big. It’s strange, because typically… typically, she wouldn’t be in such a large place ( compared to places she usually went to, of course– in bigger places, she’d be glued to her mother’s side– or her uncle’s ), hands fiddle and pull at the denim dungaree straps, despite the nervous itch at the back of her mind, she had taken initiative earlier that day– wandering around on her own ( she had to do it eventually! ).
She just didn’t expect to get so lost that it was soon after-hours ( despite her tendency to stay awake, of course ). Nova bit the inside of her cheek, eyes down on the floor as she wanders across the building ( boots sometimes walking across carpet, sometimes tile– there was a lot to explore, after all ), head raises when she hears someone call out– eyes widening a little as he comes closer ( there were more kids? ).

❝ Ah– um… ❞ A pause, the girl seemed to be trying to think of what to say, ❝ Yeah… yeah– I’d, I’d like that. ❞ She doesn’t know when she last ate, so… one candy wouldn’t hurt, would it? Teeth worry at her lip as she looked him up and down for a moment, ❝ Did– did you get lost, too, then? ❞ Curiosity laced in her tone as she tilted her head, ❝ I thought I was the only one– nice to meet you…! ❞
he immediately picks up on her hesitance, knowing full well that he tended to come across rather upfront and strong when making new friends. some kids were shyer than others, he gets it. so when she does answer, he immediately places a giant gummy into her outstretched hand, the biggest he could find in the package. new friends should always have first and biggest pick, right? he thought so at least.
his brows then raise at her question. “ lost? no, i’m not lost. ” looking for a friend was more like it since freddy strangely had disappeared, but he tended to show up sooner or later. the pizza plex was a huge place after all, so maybe freddy was the one who got lost.
“ i’m gregory! ” he beams, extending his hand out quickly for her to shake. “ gregory westbrook. hey, do you like mini golf? ” and he’s off changing the subject just like that. “ i was on my way over there if you want to come too? ”
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🍕 freddy.
a clawed hand is gently holding gregory’s knee ; just to make sure the young boy doesn’t go anywhere and to keep him STEADY as the animatronic walks. he’s surprised that gregory has returned to the pizzeria after all they’ve gone through — but freddy can’t say he’s not HAPPY about it, of course. a moment of silence when the young boy speaks, the machine coming to a HALT. he shouldn’t have to think about it, the answer should come immediately — it’s in his coding to make the kids happy, to let them hear what they WANT to hear, but the restless soul inside of freddy knows better than that …
that within a few years, glamrock freddy will be dismantled and a N E W freddy line will be introduced for the kids entertainment — and there will be nothing that sam will be able to do about it. ❝ of course, my friend. as long as there are stars in the sky and a place in your heart for me, then we will be best friends till the end of time. ❞
the sudden stop in walking catches him by surprise and immediately he looks down at his friend curiously. he hoped he didn’t say something that upset him. that’s the last thing he’d want to do. best friends don’t hurt other best friends. and he’s about to ask what’s wrong when freddy speaks again. the comforting words sooth whatever worry brewed inside of gregory and he hugs freddy’s head tighter, resting his own cheek against the top of his head.
“ good. because i won’t ever forget about you, freddy. never in a million jillion kabillion years. ” he grins at the image he conjures up in his head of himself older with freddy still at his side, playing games and eating pizza like they always do. “ you think i’ll be as tall as you someday? ” he’s daydreaming a little now, blissfully unaware of the heartache truth that currently torments within his friend.
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what now?
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