#Zach Boucher

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ALL POKEMON RAP CYPHERS | Cam Steady ft. Rustage, NateWantsToBattle, Dan...

pokemon protagonists rap:https://youtu.be/6FLquGdkbak?si=-iMB95dm5jkD9S77

pokemon champions rap:https://youtu.be/AliNkY4o6ho?si=dm2zK-ez6SIMtoUO

pokemon villains rap:https://youtu.be/Ov9yzb-tRIM?si=ewFjlDsaUJfwK8QK

[modeus-the-misanthrope]

Random Razor writing thoughts. The way I try to write Razor in "Razor through the heart." Is based mostly in StP and how Shifty describes her. But also a line from a pokemon rap of all things.

"What has more beauty and terror than innocence?" - Zach Boucher, Pokemon Villian Rap Cypher.

[elegancepromos]

Rolling Up The Welcome Mat

Anthony Williams (Alfred Enoch FC): Anthony just proposed to his long-term girlfriend and was rejected. Your muse is the one who rejected him.

Harmony Jones (Janel Parrish FC): Harmony feels that her marriage is falling apart and she is ready to stop trying. Your muse is the estranged husband.

Garrett Walker (Elliot Fletcher FC): Garrett is reflecting upon the end of his marriage. Your muse is a close person to him.

Aaron Burke (Ben Levin FC): Aaron has recently started a new relationship but just ran into his ex for the first time. Your muse is his ex.

Alexandria Roberts (Adelaide Kane FC): Alexandria recently got out of a very serious relationship and has been avoiding telling people. Your muse is a close friend of hers.

Lars Sandberg (Zach Gilford FC): Lars wants to try to regain a friendship with his ex and agrees to meet them for coffee. Your muse is his ex.

Isaac Boucher (Avan Jogia FC): Isaac is into casual hookups which he is always clear about. Your muse has caught feelings.

Lana Neves (Luisa D'Oliveira FC): Lana recently lost the love of her life and is now going on her first date in a long time. Your muse is trying to pump her up.

[tenebraevesper]

Five Nights at Freddy's: Nothing Remains, Night 9: After Hours

''Just get through this and then you'll get your pay, unless this graveyard shift should put you in your grave (in your grave). After hours we both know what's goin' down. Can you make it all the way till 6AM rolls around?''

– After Hours by JT Music ft. Zach Boucher (Five Nights at Freddy's)

xXxXxXx

''What are you doing here after hours? The restaurant is closed!''

Sam and Springtrap exchanged nervous glances, then stared back at the manager, knowing well that this would be difficult to explain.

''Ummm, well…'' Sam muttered, lowering her head. Springtrap didn't know what to say either, but he figured that he might freak the manager out if he actually acted as his usual self. After all, animatronics weren't supposed to have a human level of awareness. Kylie approached them, still looking furious.

''I guess we should've expected this to happen eventually,'' Springtrap told Sam, with her briefly glancing at him and nodding. She hoped that she'd manage to get away with it for much longer, but it obviously wasn't meant to be.

''What is going on here?'' Kylie asked in a demanding tone. ''Either explain what you're doing here or I'm going to call the police.''

Rest assured, the last thing Sam and Springtrap wanted was to deal with the police. Not to mention the fact that they would also have to deal with Emma once she learned about what had happened, someone they feared even more than the police.

''Well, I was just curious about the animatronics…'' Sam muttered, glancing at the manager. Kylie was standing there, still glaring at her and looking furious, her arms crossed. Sam then quickly added, ''Also, the back door was left open…''

''Only because it was left open doesn't give you the right to enter this place after hours!'' Kylie replied, with both Sam and Springtrap wincing. ''If you had damaged or stolen anything-''

''No, I wouldn't do that!'' Sam protested, then went quiet when she realized that she sounded as if she did do something wrong. She lowered her head. ''It's just that I really like this place and the animatronics, and I know about the rumors, so I was curious and I wanted to investigate… I'm so sorry about this, I didn't mean to cause trouble…''

''So, you say that you were curious about the animatronics?'' Kylie asked, with Sam nodding. Kylie gave her a curious look. ''Have you noticed anything unusual about them?''

''Um, no,'' Sam replied, a bit confused about the question. ''I haven't noticed anything unusual so far.''

''I see,'' Kylie muttered, glancing at the animatronics. ''That's not what I've been told.''

Sam and Springtrap exchanged glances, unsure what to say. Was there something Kylie knew, but they didn't?

Kylie then turned back towards them, staring at Sam, seemingly recognizing her now that she was closer to her. After all, Sam actually went to Kylie to report that Kathy and Kyle had been abandoned by their aunt and made sure to keep them safe until their parents had arrived.

''Is there anything wrong with them?'' Sam asked curiously, fearing that she would regret asking this question, or saying anything for that matter.

''That's what I'm trying to find out,'' Kylie replied, with Sam and Springtrap realizing that this was probably the reason why she had returned to Freddy's after hours. Kylie then turned to Springtrap, observing him. Springtrap was aware that she had probably seen him while he was at Freddy's, as he wasn't exactly hard to miss. ''So, this animatronic, he's yours, right? I know that he isn't part of the animatronic cast that were sent here, despite his resemblance to Bonnie.''

''Yeah, in a way,'' Sam replied.

''Did you build him?'' Kylie asked, with Sam shaking her head.

''No, I didn't, but I am working on expanding my knowledge in robotics,'' she added quickly. Kylie gave her a curious look.

''Is that so?'' she muttered, with Springtrap realizing that he'd have to explain himself. However, telling her that he was an animatronic haunted by the soul of a murderer and former co-owner of Freddy's would be a bad idea. Still, he figured that he didn't have to necessarily lie about himself.

''Actually, my creator was one of the former owners of Fredbear's Family Diner, as well as Freddy Fazbear's Pizza,'' Springtrap replied in a confident tone, his arms crossed on his back.

''What?'' Kylie looked surprised, clearly not expecting Springtrap to address her like this.

''As I said, my creator was one of the former owners,'' Springtrap repeated, with Kylie still staring at him in disbelief. ''He was quite a genius man, giving me an incredibly advanced AI, as well as all the knowledge about the animatronics and history of Freddy's he had. Unfortunately, I've been lying dormant for most of the years, at least until my friend here discovered me.'' His eyes started to glow in a faint purple, as he added proudly, ''Nevertheless, even with a few oversights, my creator was quite brilliant-''

He cut himself off when he felt Sam elbowing him. He glanced down at her, noticing her glaring at him. She knew that he was using this situation just to brag about himself and his knowledge as a technician, but Springtrap figured that it probably wouldn't hurt to do that.

Besides, what kind of creation wouldn't admire their own creator? He paused, only to imagine all of the animatronics giving him an angry look. No, scratch that, it was a stupid question to ask.

''That's interesting,'' Kylie said, giving Springtrap a wary look. She then turned to Sam, who was surprised that she actually bought Springtrap's story. ''So, you do know how to handle an animatronic?''

''Yeah, I do,'' Sam replied, wondering where this conversation was going.

''You don't mind being around them, right?'' Kylie added. ''After all, there are those so-called rumors and I sincerely doubt anyone would want to be here after hours.''

''To be honest, I'm fine being around the animatronics, regardless of the rumors or Freddy's shady past,'' Sam replied. ''As I said, I actually like being here and I am sorry for causing any trouble.''

''So, you have experience working with an animatronic and you don't mind being here after hours?'' Kylie asked, with Sam nodding, still confused about what was going on. ''How old are you?''

''I'm 16, but I'm turning 17 soon,'' Sam replied.

''I see,'' Kylie muttered, smiling and looking quite satisfied. ''Do you want to work here?''

''…'' Sam and Springtrap gave her a blank look. Both were stunned by the offer. ''What?''

''Here's the thing,'' Kylie continued, ''I figured that, instead of calling the police on you, I might treat this as a job interview. We had actually hired two technicians, but both had quit after spending a night with the animatronics. They never told me what had happened or what their reasons for leaving were, but they were quite disturbed by whatever had occurred then and there.''

Sam and Springtrap exchanged glances, realizing that the kid and Michael might've been right about something going on with the current animatronics, even though they weren't haunted. Kylie rubbed her temple, continuing with her story.

''I had even called the company and they sent someone over to check on them, but they hadn't found anything wrong with the animatronics,'' she added. ''That's why I decided to stay here by myself in order to find out what's going on, only to run into you. So, if you accept this deal, I will let you stay here as long as you report to me any suspicious activities concerning the animatronics. I believe that that would be the most convenient solution for all of us.''

''I guess that's fine,'' Sam said. She knew that the alternative would be having Kylie call the cops on her and Springtrap, which was something none of them wanted to deal with.

''Excellent!'' Kylie looked both satisfied and relieved. ''To keep it short, you'll work part-time as an animatronic technician. I'll put you on a trial period, for now, and we'll see how this will work out. We'll also discuss most of the details tomorrow, as well as do the necessary paperwork. If it's possible, could you come to my office tomorrow at 2 PM?''

''Of course,'' Sam said, still stunned.

''Then, that's settled,'' Kylie smiled, then pointed at the front door. ''I'll be seeing you tomorrow. I wish you a good night.''

''Good night,'' Sam muttered, quickly grabbing Springtrap's hand and dragging him towards the front door, exiting the building. She let go of his hand once they were on the street, with both of them walking away quietly. Springtrap noticed that Sam still had that blank look on her expression and he was a little worried about her.

''Sam, are you okay?'' he asked. Sam then stopped walking and turned to him, with a confused look on her expression.

''What just happened?'' she asked.

''I think you just got hired,'' Springtrap replied then gave her a sheepish grin. ''Congratulations!''

''Yeah, thanks,'' Sam replied in a deadpan tone. She then shook her head. ''I did not expect that this would happen.''

''Well, it's still better than the alternative,'' Springtrap told her, shuddering. ''I don't want to even imagine how that would've turned out.''

''I agree,'' Sam said, nodding. ''What I'm also curious about is why she didn't ask more questions about you? I mean, despite what you said, I don't believe that she might have really bought your story. Even if she didn't, she could've asked for more details.''

''I can only assume that Fazbear Entertainment kept their policy about not asking too many questions about anything related to Freddy's or the animatronics. After all, she didn't even address the obvious fact that we both know there's more behind those rumors,'' Springtrap told her. ''Besides, she may have been a little desperate about finding someone to work with the animatronics.''

''I hope you're right,'' Sam replied. ''Honestly, I'm really not in the mood to answer any kind of question regarding what I know about Freddy's past.''

''I don't think she'll question you about anything,'' Springtrap told her. ''You should be more worried about what Emma is going to say when she learns that we got caught.''

''Oh, right,'' Sam said in a deadpan tone, not looking really bothered by that fact. She sighed. ''You know, Mum had actually warned me about these kind of situations several times whenever I decided to go on an urban exploration long before you got involved in our lives. I don't think she'd be much surprised to hear that we got caught. Somehow ending up getting a job, however, is a completely different story.''

''That doesn't mean that she won't lecture us for getting ourselves into this situation,'' Springtrap said. ''I can already see her finding a way to blame me for this.''

''While that is a possibility, we both are to blame for what happened,'' Sam replied, a weak smile on her expression. ''I guess that we can only hope that this will end well for us.''

xXx

Emma was lying on the couch in the living room, watching some TV show, when she suddenly heard the door getting unlocked. Surprised, she sat up, glancing over the couch towards the hallway, only to see Sam and Springtrap entering the house.

''You guys have returned home early,'' she said, still surprised. She then stood up, approaching the two, now a bit concerned when she saw the worried look on their expressions. ''Has something happened?''

''Well…'' Sam muttered, her and Springtrap exchanging glances, not sure how to tell her the truth. ''We weren't exactly alone there…''

Emma then frowned, crossing her arms and glaring at them, with the two suddenly feeling their anxiety skyrocketing.

''Let me guess – you got caught,'' she said. Sam and Springtrap just nodded timidly. Emma sighed, rubbing her temple as she gave them an annoyed look. ''I knew this would happen eventually. Sam, you know that I have told you that I don't mind you going somewhere as long as you're careful, but this?Could you at least tell me in how much trouble you are now? What exactly had happened?''

''Well, the manager had returned to Freddy's after hours and after a small conversation, she decided to hire me because someone needs to watch over the animatronics as they seem to be malfunctioning for some reason,'' Sam explained, with Emma looking rather baffled.

''What?''

''That's just the short version,'' Springtrap added.

''Wait a second, could you explain me in detail what had happened?'' Emma asked. ''Because, I have a hard time believing any of this as it doesn't make much sense. No offense, but why would a manager want to hire an intruder they had found inside the building?''

''To be honest, she seemed to have recognized me, as I went to her to tell her that two kids had gotten abandoned by their aunt at Freddy's the other day, so it wasn't as if she hadn't seen me before. Not to mention, she was aware that Springtrap wasn't part of the cast,'' Sam explained, pointing at Springtrap with her thumb. ''She basically asked me if Spring was my animatronic.''

''Well, he kind of is,'' Emma replied, giving Springtrap a knowing look. The latter rolled his eyes, knowing where that conversation would go, but decided to not say anything. ''So, she didn't really ask anything about him?''

''Not really, she was actually focused on me,'' Sam replied. ''She asked me about whether I had any experience dealing with animatronics, whether I wouldn't mind staying there after hours and observe them, as well as report whether there's anything unusual about them.''

''She had also said that there had been two other technicians, but both quit their job after spending a night with the animatronics, never telling her what exactly had happened,'' Springtrap added. ''It can be assumed that she's probably desperate enough to hire anyone who'd be willing to get near those animatronics on their own, and Sam is that kind of person.''

''I see,'' Emma muttered, frowning as she glared at the two. Both Sam and Springtrap winced, giving her a look of guilt. ''You guys are really lucky things ended up like this. Honestly, can you imagine how things would've ended up if the manager had really called the cops on you?''

''We're trying not to,'' Springtrap replied, only to quickly shut up when Emma shot him a furious look. She then took a deep breath.

''Honestly, the things I have to deal with…'' she muttered.

''We're sorry,'' both Sam and Springtrap muttered, almost in unison. Emma just shook her head.

''Okay, so, circumstances aside, the main point is that you're getting an actual job, giving you something else to do,'' she said, trying to move on with the conversation.

''Well, it's not like I had much of a choice…'' Sam muttered.

''Of course, you didn't, sweetheart,'' Emma said sarcastically, with Sam giving her a look of guilt. If anything, according to Emma, she and Springtrap brought this upon themselves, which wasn't exactly far from the truth.

''I believe that it's better this way,'' Springtrap said. ''Would you really want someone who doesn't have any experience with the animatronics to work on them? Considering that we were told that the animatronics are behaving weirdly, it is probably for the better that Sam and I are going to be the ones who'd work on them.''

''I guess you're right,'' Emma said, turning to Sam. ''Have you and the manager talked about any of the specifics of what you'd be doing?''

''Well, she said I'd be put on a trial period, but I'd be working part-time as the animatronic technician,'' Sam said, shrugging. ''As I said, she told me that I would observe the animatronics and report to her if anything weird happens, but I'm not sure whether that would also involve repairing them. It is possible that I might get more tasks once I pass this so-called trial period.''

''I see,'' Emma muttered. Springtrap tilted his head, glancing at the two.

''There is something I'm curious about, though,'' Springtrap interrupted, with both of them looking at him. ''I was wondering why you didn't hire her, Emma. I mean, wouldn't you want Sam to help you at your store?''

''That actually isn't necessary,'' Emma replied, with Springtrap giving her a confused look. ''I had actually told Sam that her only job is to go to school and study. As a matter of fact, she gets a certain amount of allowance based on her performance at school. If she gets good grades, I raise her allowance and if she gets bad grades, I lower her allowance.''

''That's actually a smart idea,'' Springtrap said, looking a bit impressed.

''If anything, it at least was enough to motivate me to keep up good grades while studying the subjects I hate,'' Sam added in a dry tone. ''I honestly can't wrap my head around all of those mathematic formulas. However, when it comes to writing and my English classes, I excel.''

''Well, you do seem to be on a more creative side,'' Springtrap said. ''In any case, I guess we'll have to wait until tomorrow to see what's going to happen next.''

Sam just nodded, while Emma gave both of them an exasperated look. Springtrap knew that Emma was already anticipating the next disaster and, truth to be told, so was he.

xXx

''Now, that was eventful,'' Sam muttered, checking some of the notifications on her phone and glancing at Springtrap, who was sitting on her bed. She was feeling as if a rock was lying inside her stomach. ''Not to mention, remember how I told the manager that we entered the place because we found the door unlocked. I had actually locked it once we were inside, so if she decides to check it…''

''You know, nothing can be done now,'' Springtrap told her. ''Rest assured, you'll have a quite awkward conversation tomorrow.''

''I just hope that it won't be too bad. I mean, I don't mind working there as the past few times we've been there, all that we've been doing was to check on the animatronics and their behavior. It's the same thing, only that I'll get paid this time,'' Sam replied, adding the last part in a dry tone. ''Not to mention, at least nobody will ask questions this time around when we're at Freddy's after hours.''

''Right,'' Springtrap muttered, nodding as he got up. ''Don't worry, I think you'll survive the talk tomorrow.''

''Hopefully,'' Sam muttered, lying down on her bed.

Springtrap exited the room and closed the door behind him, sighing. Currently, he had no idea what to make of this situation as this was not what they had in plan. Sure, it could've been much, much worse, but this too felt quite overwhelming as it was all too sudden. He then noticed Emma approaching him, already feeling the dread rising within him.

''Honestly, I'm surprised that you haven't blamed me for what had happened,'' Springtrap told her. Emma shook her head.

''I wish I could,'' she replied. ''Unfortunately, both of you were to blame this time around.''

''Well, not exactly,'' Springtrap replied, with Emma giving him a questioning look. ''Something's going on there and only Sam and I have some kind of idea what it might be. Speaking of which, something I had noticed, you seemed to be more annoyed about Sam and I getting caught, rather than worried.''

Emma sighed, giving him a sheepish look.

''Okay, that one is my fault,'' she told him. ''I had actually been begging Sam for the past few months to just go out for once, to enjoy herself, to have some fun… Even though I wasn't really sure if urban exploration was the best hobby for her, it was still something that would get her out of the house, something she was fond of doing. I cannot really go back on my word now.'' Emma shook her head. ''Besides, I know Sam well enough to be aware that she wouldn't stop exploring. She's curious by nature, often too curious for her own good. It is a bit frustrating, though, but I cannot watch over every step she makes.''

''I know that feeling,'' Springtrap said, with Emma rising an eyebrow. Springtrap just kept quiet as he didn't want to get into another argument with Emma. He just turned his back to her, walking over to his room. ''Good night.''

Emma's eyes narrowed as she wondered what was wrong with Springtrap. Sure, it could've been the fact that they had to deal with a rather unexpected turn of events, but she had a feeling that this issue was much more complicated than Springtrap let on.

xXx

Springtrap's eyes were glowing green and silver, occasionally fading into purple, as he stood in the back room at Freddy's, his only companion being the spare endoskeleton. He was waiting for Sam, as she went to the manager's office to talk to Kylie. He was just as nervous as she was, wondering if this would end up well for Sam. Only because Kylie wanted to hire Sam, that didn't mean that she might get into even more trouble.

To think about it, while we both went inside, this is actually my fault. Sam shouldn't get into trouble because of me.

Springtrap sighed, knowing that he was the source of the problem, not Sam or even the animatronics for that matter. Whatever was going on could probably be traced back to him. It was driving him insane and he couldn't do anything about it.

''Spring?'' He suddenly turned around, seeing Sam, who just gave him a weird look. ''Are you okay?''

''I should be asking you that,'' Springtrap replied, feeling tense. ''How did it go?''

''We just did the paperwork, she asked me whether I knew where everything is and then told me to come here after closing hours,'' Sam replied, shrugging. ''All things concerned, it didn't seem to be that bad. Also, she said that she'd send me detailed instructions, as well as a copy of the employee handbook, to my e-mail.''

''She didn't say anything else?'' Springtrap asked. Sam shook her head, noticing that Springtrap was still upset.

''Even though nothing had really happened, you still can't shake off the feeling that something is wrong,'' she said.

''You shouldn't be in this situation,'' Springtrap told her.

''I understand why you're feeling like this, but nothing can be done now,'' Sam replied. ''Everything that's left for us to do is to make the best out of this situation.''

''I guess you're right,'' Springtrap muttered, noticing a hint of smile on Sam's expression.

xXx

''So, does the uniform at least fit?'' Springtrap asked, leaned against the wall next to the door to bathroom, waiting for Sam to change into her uniform.

''Seems so!''

He didn't really expect a response, especially since Sam got her new uniform on such a short notice, but it seemed that Kylie did manage to get her one that was her size. As a matter of fact, the manager was quite glad to see them, with Springtrap wondering whether she thought that they might not appear at all. In any case, she was the only one there, as it was late evening and Freddy's had already closed. She looked quite satisfied as she handed Sam the uniform over, as well as the keys to the empty restaurant. Sam didn't bother to tell her that she had her own keys to the restaurant, with her still feeling a little awkward about the whole situation, despite the fact that Kylie didn't seem to be much bothered by it.

They both took a big sigh of relief once they entered the restaurant and locked the door behind them.

Dealing with spirits doesn't seem to be much of a problem. However, dealing with the restaurant's manager was a completely different thing. Springtrap's ears lowered, with him feeling exhausted. Honestly, at this point, I just want to go back to being harassed by ghosts.

He glanced over to the entrance as Sam opened the door and walked outside, dressed as a Freddy's employee. Her uniform consisted of black pants and a dark purple polo T-shirt with the logo sewn on the left side of the chest. She was also holding her name tag, on which stood ''Samantha Blackburn, Animatronic Technician''.

''Honestly, I don't think anyone should know my full name,'' she muttered as she unceremoniously clipped it on her belt and pulled her shirt over it, hiding the name tag. ''Funnily, this might be the only thing I'll be complaining about.''

''You know, I don't think you need to wear your uniform. There's no one here, aside from us, and I don't think the manager is going to return…'' Springtrap said, pausing for a moment. ''At least I hope she won't return.''

''I don't think we have to worry about that,'' Sam told him, taking out her smartphone.

''Well, it does suit you,'' Springtrap told her, with Sam smiling. She then looked down on her phone.

''Anyways, she had sent me an e-mail and I figured I'll open it once we're here.''

Springtrap looked over her shoulder as she opened the most recent e-mail, only to find a sound file. Both were a bit confused, with Sam downloading the sound file and letting it play after she had turned the volume up.

''Hello! Hello!''

Both Sam and Springtrap exchanged stunned looks when they heard Kylie's voice and quickly turned back to the recording.

''Welcome to your job as an animatronic technician at Freddy Fazbear's Pizza. I hope you are going to have a great time at our location as we are working on improving both the experience of our customers as well as our employees. You may already know about the bad reputation we had because of incredibly poor and neglectful management, resulting in malfunctioning animatronics, unfortunate accidents and the closing of our previous locations. However, this time, we shall keep this location accident free, meaning no funny business is allowed on location grounds. I hope you will follow the rules and prove yourself to be a competent employee, someone that can be trusted.''

Springtrap glanced at Sam, who was biting her lip. Sure, she wasn't exactly the kind of person who wanted to cause trouble, but she always somehow ended up to be a part of it.

''If you have any questions, you can either send me an e-mail or consult the employee handbook I had sent you in my previous e-mail. I am aware that you might be confused why I had sent you a voice recording instead of a written statement. I believe that this way of communication is much easier than just reading an unnecessary wall of text. If you disagree, you can voice your concerns in your e-mail and I shall see whether there is a way of communication we can agree on. Now, as for your task today, you will be spending your shift observing animatronics and writing a report about their behavior. Please, do not touch the animatronic or disturb them in any way. If there is any kind of malfunction, give me a call and I will look into it. I sincerely hope that you will have a quiet and calm night, and I also hope that I will see you tomorrow. I wish you a good night.''

''Okay, I did not expected Anthelm to be this location's Phone Guy,'' Sam said as she put her smartphone into her pocket. ''She didn't seem to mention what happened the past night at all.''

''It seems that I was right about her just looking for someone to take care of the animatronics after hours,'' Springtrap told her.

''You're right,'' Sam said, nodding. ''I guess that, as long as I show to her that I'm trustworthy, there shouldn't be any problems.'' She sighed. ''I think that the reason why we both feel so tense is because, aside from that interview, she isn't really questioning anything, making you wonder how much she really knows.''

''Well, she attributed the closure of the previous locations to horrible management and described the animatronics as malfunctioning. It is possible that she might not even believe that the animatronics were actually haunted, or she's just following the Fazbear Entertainment policy of not asking questions about past locations and is just trying to focus on the current situation,'' Springtrap said.

''Or both,'' Sam added. ''At least she does seem to care. I mean, she said that I could send her an e-mail or give her a call in case that something goes wrong.''

''Well, I guess we'll see how this will turn out and whether she really is as competent as she's trying to present herself,'' Springtrap said. ''Freddy's has already seen a lot of bad managers in its past and it really doesn't need another one.''

xXx

''Damnit!''

Drawkill Freddy groaned in pain as he and the rest of the Drawkills suddenly felt static covering their eyes and noise filling their ears. It was agonizing, but luckily, it lasted only for only a short time. As they recovered, they already knew why this had happened and none of them were pleased. Drawkill Freddy frowned, reaching for the back of his head, right under the tattered fur, and activated the communication device he and the rest of the Drawkills had turned off. Even though they hated the idea of being in constant communication with Connor and him monitoring their every step, they had no other choice but to obey, else they would feel the consequences.

Rest assured, Connor was quite angry at them for bringing back Raven instead of Springtrap or the girl he was hanging out with. He yelled at them, being furious and calling them incompetent. Once he he calmed down, he told them that, while they would continue with their search, they would also be given another task. This task was related to Ricky's Wonder Shack and the animatronics that were there. As they approached the back entrance, Drawkill Freddy turned to Drawkill Bonnie, who was playing with the keys that Connor gave them, noticing Drawkill Chica giving Drawkill Bonnie an annoyed look, as the jingling of the keys was irritating her. Drawkill Freddy just approached Drawkill Bonnie and grabbed the keys out of his hand.

''You know that we don't have time for games,'' he growled. Drawkill Bonnie sulked, annoyed that his little game was cut short. Drawkill Freddy just shook his head and went to the door, unlocking it.

''Anyways, why does the Boss need them if he has us?'' Drawkill Foxy asked as they all went inside Ricky's, only for Drawkill Chica to answer.

''He has his reasons,'' she said, sounding rather irritated. ''Besides, do you really think any sane person would want to approach us?''

''Maybe on Halloween,'' Drawkill Foxy suggested, with Drawkill Chica groaning.

''Well, they probably wouldn't approach you,'' Drawkill Bonnie chimed in, a wide grin on his expression. ''However, they might approach me. I certainly look better than you do.''

Drawkill Chica glanced at him, looking as if she was about to strangle him. Drawkill Freddy tried to ignore his companions' argument, attempting to focus on their current task.

He knew that it would be a long night.

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[monpalace]

zach boucher loz raps being an integral part of my childhood is detrimental to my life bc why do i remember bar for bar a song i havent heard in almost 6yrs.

[goalhofer]

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#18 Jimmy Snuggerud (3)(PP) Blake (2), Ufko (1) 16:40 2nd (U.S.A. 3-0 Switzerland)

#13 Tyler Boucher (3) Chesley (1), Lipkin (1) 18:02 2nd (U.S.A. 4-0 Switzerland)

#17 Attilio Biasca (2) Canonica (1) 19:32 2nd (U.S.A. 4-1 Switzerland)

#43 Luke Hughes (2) Behrens (2), Savage (2) 13:03 3rd (U.S.A. 5-1 Switzerland)

Sweden Vs. Czech Republic

#5 David Jiříček (1) Hauser (1), Měchura (3) 3:12 2nd (Sweden 0-1 Czech Republic)

#10 Fabian Wagner (2) unassisted 5:28 2nd (Sweden 1-1 Czech Republic)

#9 Ludvig Jansson (1) O. Pettersson (2), Robertsson (1) 6:58 2nd (Sweden 2-1 Czech Republic)

#4 Jiří Ticháček (1) Šapovaliv (5), Jiříček (3) 14:08 3rd (Sweden 2-2 Czech Republic)

#9 Ludvig Jansson (2) Lekkerimäki (2), Östlund (2) 1:35 OT (Sweden 3-2 Czech Republic)

Austria Vs. Canada

#11 Dylan Guenther (4)(PP) Othmann (1), Bedard (5) 14:08 1st (Austria 0-1 Canada)

#14 Zach Dean (1) Gaucher (1), Fantilli (2) 15:53 1st (Austria 0-2 Canada)

#15 Shane Wright (3)(PP) Bedard (6), Zellweger (5) 18:19 1st (Austria 0-3 Canada)

#9 Joshua Roy (2) Clarke (2), Bedard (7) 2:37 2nd (Austria 0-4 Canada)

#16 Connor Bedard (5) Stankoven (3) 3:08 2nd (Austria 0-5 Canada)

#2 Nolan Allan (1) Schaeffer (1), Ostapchuk (1) 5:35 2nd (Austria 0-6 Canada)

#10 Logan Stankoven (2) Bedard (8), Del Mastro (1) 14:32 2nd (Austria 0-7 Canada)

#19 Adam Fantilli (1)(PP) Roy (2), Gaucher (2) 2:15 3rd (Austria 0-8 Canada)

#21 Nathan Gaucher (1) Dach (2), Matier (1) 11:58 3rd (Austria 0-9 Canada)

#16 Connor Bedard (6) Stankoven (4) 13:16 3rd (Austria 0-10 Canada)

#4 Tyson Hinds (1) Stankoven (5), Roy (3) 18:07 3rd (Austria 0-11 Canada)

Latvia Vs. Finland

#22 Jani Nyman (2) Malinen (1), Salin (2) 4:43 1st (Latvia 0-1 Finland)

#29 Niko Huuhtanen (1) Nyman (1), Salin (3) 9:34 2nd (Latvia 0-2 Finland)

#25 Konsta Kapanen (2)(EN) Päivärinta (3) 17:45 3rd (Latvia 0-3 Finland)

[thelouvrefm]

narrowing her eyes, kelly's seriousness devolved into a disinterested shrug. "lame," she announced. her distaste for work was apparent; it was a real problem that she had with the world. why were people made to work? why can't everyone just focus on what little free time they have outside of basic human necessities? it was a travesty. though, she supposed, some people like work, and who was she to judge? she'd probably have to subscribe to that thought eventually. it was a sink or swim world. "i guess so," kelly finally responded.

leaning in a bit closer to zach, kelly decided to let him in on a secret, "the movie is a lot better if you're drinking." she turned her attention back to the screen. "basically, adam sandler plays this guy, bobby boucher. bobby boucher is a waterboy for this team and oddly obsessed with his mom, kathy bates." kelly paused for a moment to take a sip, inhaling before she continued, "anyway, yada yada yada, he's really good at football and starts playing for the underdog. there's also a lady named vicki vallencourt, and i think she's supposed to be the manic pixie dream girl." when she said it aloud, it didn't sound very important. "there is more to life than work," she assured him. "but work probably trumps the waterboy, in all fairness." kelly laid off a bit, throwing up her hands in mock defeat.

Zach's face flushes with embarrassment as he realises he's been caught working yet again. He knows that he's been neglecting his personal life lately, and this is just another example of how his work has taken over his life. "Work," he says, looking down at his phone with a sheepish smile on his lips. "It's always work, isn't it?"

He glances at the screen, trying to decipher the movie she's talking about. His best efforts is useless, he can't seem to figure out what she's talking about. "I must be living under a rock," he admits laughing. "But what movie are you talking about?" He really needs to start making more time for his personal life, but it's hard to break free from the cycle of work, work, work.

[easybagfan]

     SPORTS ANIME CYPHER  🏐🏈⚾⚽🥊🎾🏓🛹⛸️🏊‍♂️🏎️🏀   

[cyberpunkboytoy]

I can’t wait for the TWEWY anime to come out so Zach Boucher can write an emotionally evocative rap about it

[ask-thediangelo]

//I know this is a My Hero Academia rap, but Percy Jackson has been ingrained so deep in my brain that when I hear the very words "Big Three", I automatically think of my boys Jason, Nico, and Percy no matter what fandom the term was actually connected to. And, listen, the lyrics really do fit each of the boys in some way.

And the song just slams and fits the vibe I have of the three in my head, okay?

[Also lyric wise, this is what was running through my head:

Mirio / Lemillion- Jason

Tamaki / Suneater - Nico

Nejire / Nejire Chan - Percy ]

[boxscorehockey]

2021-22 Alphabetical Directory Fwd A-M

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Aho Sebastian Alexandrov Nikita Altybarmakian Andrei Amirov Rodion Anderson- Dolan Jared Andersson Lias Arvidsson Viktor Asplund Rasmus Atkinson Cam Backstrom Nicklas Bailey Josh Balcers Rudolfs Bankier Caedan Barkov Aleksander Barratt Evan Barre-Boulet Alex Barzal Mathew Batherson Drake Beaucage Alex Beauvillier Anthony Beckman Adam Bellows Kieffer Bemstrom Emil Beniers Matt Benn Jamie Bennett Sam Bergeron Patrice Berggren Jonatan Bertuzzi Tyler Bjorkstrand Oliver Blichfeld Joachim Boeser Brock Bokk Dominik Bolduc Zachary Boldy Matthew Bordeleau Thomas Borgstrom Henrik Boucher Tyler Bourgault Xavier Bourque Mavrik Bowers Shane Brabenec Jakub Bratt Jesper Brink Bobby Brisson Brendan Brown Connor Broz Tristan Buchnevich Pavel Bunting Michael Burakovsky Andre Buyalsky Andrei Byfield Quinton Caufield Cole Cehlarik Peter Chekhovich Ivan Chibrikov Nikita Chinakhov Yegor Chromiak Martin Chytil Filip Cirelli Anthony Coe Brandon Colangelo Sam Coleman Blake Colton Ross Compher J.T. Comtois Maxime Connor Kyle Copp Andrew Coronato Matthew Cotton David Couture Logan Couturier Sean Coyle Charlie Cozens Dylan Crosby Sidney Crouse Lawson Cuylle Will Dach Colton Dach Kirby Dadonov Evgenii Dahlen Jonathan Damiani Riley Danault Philip Dean Zach DeBrincat Alex DeBrusk Jake Dellandrea Ty Denisenko Grigori Doan Josh Domi Max Donato Ryan Dorofeyev Pavel Draisaitl Leon Drury Jack Dube Dillon Dubois Pierre- Luc Duchene Matt Duclair Anthony Dugan Jack Duke Dylan Dvorak Christian Eberle Jordan Ehlers Nikolaj Eichel Jack Eklund William Elvenes Lucas Eriksson Ek Joel Ertel Justin Evangelista Luke Fabbri Robby Fagemo Samuel Farabee Joel Farrell Sean Fedotov Ilya Fiala Kevin Finley Jack Firstov Vladislav Fix- Wolansky Trey Foerster Tyson Foote Nolan Formenton Alex Forsbacka- Karlsson Jakob Forsberg Filip Foudy Jean-Luc Foudy Liam Francis Ryan Frost Morgan Gallagher Brendan Gallant Zachary Garland Conor Gaudreau Johnny Giroux Claude Glass Cody Golyshev Anatoly Goncalves Gage Gourde Yani Granlund Mikael Greig Ridly Gritsyuk Arseny Groulx Benoit-Olivier Grundstrom Carl Guenther Dylan Guentzel Jake Gunler Noel Gurianov Denis Gusev Nikita Gushchin Danil Hagel Brandon Hall Taylor Hallander Filip Harrison Brett Hartman Ryan Hawryluk Jayce Hayes Kevin Hayton Barrett Heineman Emil Helenius Sami Henriksson Karl Henrique Adam Hertl Tomas Hintz Roope Hirose Taro Hirvonen Roni Hischier Nico Hoffman Mike Hoglander Nils Holloway Dylan Holmstrom Simon Holtz Alexander Horvat Bo Howden Brett Huberdeau Jonathan Huckins Cole Hughes Jack Hyman Zach Iaffalo Alex Jarventie Roby Jarvis Seth Jeannot Tanner Jenik Jan Jenner Boone Johansen Ryan Johnson Kent Johnson Wyatt Jost Tyson Kadri Nazem Kakko Kaapo Kaliyev Arthur Kalynuk Wyatt Kane Evander Kane Patrick Kapanen Kasperi Kapanen Oliver Kaprizov Kirill Kase Ondrej Karlsson William Katchouk Boris Kaut Martin Kayumov Artur Keller Clayton Kempe Adrian Kerfoot Alexander Khovanov Alexander Khusnutdinov Marat Kidney Riley Killorn Alex Kirk Liam Kisakov Aleksandr Klimovich Danila Knies Matthew Koivula Otto Koivunen Ville Konecny Travis Kopitar Anze Korczak Ryder Koshtov Yegor Kostin Klim Kotkaniemi Jesperi Kravtsov Vitali Krebs Peyton Kreider Chris Kubalik Dominik Kucherov Nikita Kunin Luke Kuokkanen Janne Kupari Rasmus Kuznetsov Evgeny Kyrou Jordan L’Heureux Zachary Labanc Kevin Lafreniere Alexis Laine Patrik Landeskog Gabriel Lapierre Hendrix Larkin Dylan Lauko Jakub Leason Brett Lee Anders Leschyshyn Jake Lindholm Elias Lucius Chaz Lundell Anton Lundestrom Isac Lysell Fabian MacKinnon Nathan Madden Tyler Malatesta James Malkin Evgeni Mangiapane Andrew Mantha Anthony Marchand Brad Marchenko Kirill Marchessault Jonathan Marchment Mason Marner Mitch Martino Ayrton Matthews Auston Mazur Carter Mcbain Jack McCann Jared McDavid Connor Mcleod Ryan McMichael Connor McTavish Mason Meier Timo Mercer Dawson Meyers Ben Miettinen Veeti Mikheyev Mikhail Milano Sonny Miller J.T. Mittelstadt Casey Monahan Sean Mysak Jan

[modeus-the-misanthrope]

Random Thoughts.

Finding out how ignorant some parts of tumblr are about Rap and then Anime back to back is wild. Like I literally listen to anime rappers. It didn't occur to me both those things were still weird niche stuff to people.

(Fav artists are Daddyphatsnaps, PE$O PETE, Zach Boucher, & Cam Steady.)

[lucarioisinthevoid]

Okay so I was listening to fnaf songs recently and- I heard this song and when it got to the part of the nightguard singing it reminded me of your Mike the ENTIRE time I was listening to it. Song below!

After Hours (ft Zach Boucher) - JT Machinima

Also, the animatronic reminds me of Marion, earlier in the book, and just- this whole song just radiates your fics vibes to me

(OH I KNOW THIS SONG, IT’S AMONG MY FAVORITE FNAF SONGS. YEAH, SPOT ON, THERE’S A FAIR BIT OF THIS IN MIKE I really wanted to write a chapter- or at least a proper one shot around this. Maybe I will one day. And yeah, absolutely Marion loves to play himself up like this and it does line up with his intent of wanting to scare the guards off- or kill them if that fails. But yeah, this is a giant compliment to me, not gonna lie, because this song just has so much PERSONALITY- thank you so much! Have a little drabble (still long for tumblr, warning) around this since I might get to the one shot anytime soon, albeit I’m working on some one-shots right now … now working on this, I might bump it in my priorities though, it’s a lot of fun. I could expand this and put it up in my one shot book? I never was quite able to explore all I WANTED to explore in my fic, expanding after the fact would be nice. Hm. Either way, hope you guys like it!)

Many guards came and went. One way or another. The gang knew the routine and the routine worked. It was what they knew they had to do, it was what they WANTED to do, ensuring no one was able to watch them, trap them, take away their last sliver of freedom. Guards who had no idea what was going on, guards who thought they were above caring about the tragedies, both types were met with equal viciousness. There was no such thing as an innocent guard, anyone wanting to claim that place wouldn’t even be working here long enough to be endangered by them. It was fair. The Marionette told them that it was fair. And Freddy had deemed the Marionette the only one they could trust here. Ramping up the aggressiveness- if they didn’t learn their lesson, if they didn’t realize something was wrong, if they didn’t put in the time to research what cursed place they were working for- Then they deserved it. Right? Well, the routine with all guards was the same. And eventually all of them cracked. One way Or another But there was one guard, who seemed to be an anomaly in this routine, this well-prepared stage play- A man so vile, so harsh, who didn’t even blink while being faced with vivid images flashing in front of his eyes, who glared at the machines not with fear or disgust, but with- Annoyance. It was such an odd way to be looked at. Bonnie had stared back at him completely blank the first time it happened. Suddenly, and just for a second, he was a ten-year-old boy again who had accidentally kicked a ball at the old janitor who took care of the school. “Piss off!” The large rabbit for a moment GENUINELY had considered listening, before remembering he was at least two feet bigger than this man and made out of metal and that he could do whatever he wanted. But too late! The door had already closed. Later after six, he told the others about what he had seen- and Freddy was about to laugh him off, before Chica agreed with the bunny. “There’s something about him!” She laughed. “He reminds me of one of my dad’s co-workers. My dad hated the guy, but he was the only one who paid any attention to me if I managed to get to the station. He even let me look at some cool stuff in exchange for me staying quiet!” “That doesn’t sound responsible.” Freddy grumbled, trying not to show his jealousy. “But it was cool!” Chica giggled. “I wonder how he will react to us telling him creepy things-“ “We will NOT speak!” The leader put his foot down. “Killjoy…” “Remember what the Marionette told us! Talking to them will make us lose the last bits we had of our old lives. Do you guys want to forget more?!” It was quiet. “… that’s what I thought.” The bear sighed. “I’m sure he just tried to be tough as a façade. We won’t see him again. Just stop thinking about it.” That was wrong. The second night he came in, fifteen minutes early, as he tended to, glaring at the stage. “You bitches going to put in more effort tonight or what?” Chica couldn’t help it. Ever so slightly she leaned forward, allowing her maw to open- beneath it she was grinning with terrible delight, a giggle escaping her. Immediately the guard put his fists up. “You wanna throw down?! You wanna fucking GO? I’m fucking READY! Get down here, I’ll beat your ASS!” Nothing moved and after a minute the man put his fists back down again. “That’s what I damn well THOUGHT. Know your place!” He turned to walk to his office- and Bonnie shifted his eyes to look at Freddy. Hoarsely he whispered, “… did he genuinely try to fistfight us?!” “He- just- stop thinking about it. You’ll get him tonight, you’ll see.” “… I don’t want to fistfight!” “We’ll come to help you once you got him! Just scream at him, you’ll see, he’ll lose it.” Freddy shifted a little, uncomfortable. “And- if you don’t, Foxy will. Next night.” It turned out, that also was a false assumption. Foxy had sprinted down the corridor, just to be met with a locked door. In a desperate attempt to get in and get it over regardless- no, he just wanted to get in, he really wanted to get in, not because he smelled the rotten purple, but because whatever was on the other side smelled like them, like metal and a bit like static in the air before a storm, it radiated familiarity that he craved so badly, he missed him, he missed Michael- he began knocking on the door. What responded to him, was throwing him off. “Who’s there?!” Confused Foxy glared at Bonnie who was just down the hall and shook his head at him- but he couldn’t just NOT answer! “D-dumdumduum…” Nervously he sang his usual song. “Dumdumdum who?” The guard didn’t wait for long. “Dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb you! Hah! Fuck you. Trying to insult me. Bitchass.” Needless to say, Foxy spent the rest of the night hiding behind the curtains, crying. Chica visited him in the short time they had between six and eight, trying to reassure him. “I’m sure he didn’t MEAN to insult you… he was just trying to make a joke!” “THE NEW GUARD H-HATES ME! EVERYONE HATES ME!” “Please, Foxy…” Freddy stood by the curtains with crossed arms. “If he hates you, we’ll make him pay. You’ll see. I’m not tolerating him talking this way about you guys… this time we’ll get him. I tried to merely scare him tonight, but tomorrow, playtime’s over. I will get him.” Both Chica and Foxy stayed quiet. Surprisingly enough, it worked! On night four, after all they had done, they finally had managed to scare him into using up too much power. A done deal. Chica and Bonnie stepped back when the light turned off, turning away. Foxy closed the curtain to the Pirate Cove. All of them hated it when the lights went out in a way. It was one thing to sneak in and behind a guard when he wasn’t paying attention, when he had been too stupid and careless, when he hadn’t taken care of them, when he had forgotten about them- But simply waltzing in? Nobody wanted to do that. It made them feel too much like a soulless monster. Coming face to face with a helpless guard, crying or panicking, slamming on a button that simply wouldn’t work anymore, staring at them with such helplessness, such familiar desperation- Only Freddy could do that. And he made sure to make a show out of it. Hyping himself up, cowardly, because he couldn’t stand that stare of the guards either, but somebody had to do it and it was making him feel better, pretending was making him feel better, pretending to be a villain in a show, a powerful monster that had their triumphant moment in the spotlight, like this was a story and he was the one to be celebrated- Even with this guard he didn’t make an exception. … or maybe especially with this guard he didn’t make an exception. He WANTED to see him terrified. He WANTED to have an effect on him. He wanted to prove to himself, that this steady guard, this stoic man who had left such a deep impression on everyone… prove that he was just a guard, like any other, a person, who would in the end falter like everyone who came before him. There was no such thing as strength above their own. There was them… and the killer. And everyone else was no help. No solace. A nobody. So, it was easy to explain why, when he was at the door and stared into the bored expression and crossed arms of the guard, he began playing his song- And playing And playing And playing, playing, because that expression didn’t CHANGE, if anything he looked MORE bored and it was driving Freddy NUTS, this wasn’t how it was SUPPOSED TO BE, he was doing everything RIGHT, everything how he was supposed to do it, how the Marionette had instructed him- When the clock chimed, the lights went back up and he froze. Slowly the guard stood up and moved towards him. Face to face. “Nice fucking try. I gotta say, VERY controversial choice to try and fucking BORE me to death, but what can I say?! It almost fucking worked!” Reaching up, Freddy just barely managed to not move, when the man honked his nose- and broke out into laughter. However, the bear managed to shortly look down at the clip-on on the man’s chest. “See you tomorrow, I fucking guess! No freedom from this mortal coil for me!” He was almost halfway down the corridor, when he heard Freddy’s deep voice behind him. “… Mike Schmidt.” Turning, he stared at Freddy. And then he was- Angry? “So you CAN talk! FUCK ME I GUESS! Were trying to make me think I was fucking INSANE, didn’t you?! Well, FUCK YOU! Can’t take that back! You-“ Suddenly he stopped and rose his hands, palms out and waved them in a rejecting matter. “No. No. Fuck you. No. I will not stay here longer than I have to. Fuck you. You’re not making me do free overtime. Talk to you tomorrow, I’ll give you a piece of my MIND, fucking freak.” And so he was gone. Chica and Bonnie joined him, looking towards the door through which the guard had disappeared. “… you didn’t kill him.” Bonnie pointed out. “You spoke to him!” Chica exclaimed. “What’s your plan…?” Quietly it came out from between the curtains of the pirate cove. “Calm down everyone.” Freddy moved towards the stage, a determination burning in him like it hadn’t in- oh so long… he felt almost alive. He scoffed. “I wanted to know his name… before we make him join us.” “We’ll stuff him?!” “Proper!?” “Yes. We have a spare suit, don’t we?” He laughed to himself. “We’ll make him join us. If he’s that good at what he does… he’ll be even better at what we do. And we could use a new pal, eh?” Positioning himself on the stage, he stared at the rows of empty tables and his eyes narrowed. Mike Schmidt. It's time to teach you who was the REAL showrunner.

[shotdownbutstillalive]

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Demon Slayer Rap Trio by Daddyphatsnaps, Divide Music, and Zach Boucher

[kervl-klear]

Can we agree to cease and desist?

Or do we secede and cease to exist?

- Mat4yo and Zach Boucher, 2016