#faceforgotten

[faceforgotten]

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semi-selective, mutuals only.  contains spoilers for the walten files. about. // rules. // verses. promo graphics by @debtwon!  art by slotherooz on twitter!

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[evisconti]

@faceforgotten​    liked   for   a   one   liner   !

      ❝      mannaggia         [   .   .   .   ]         do   you   really   have      NOTHING      better   to   do   ?      ❞

[curseofbreadbear]

UNPROMPTED || ALWAYS ACCEPTING. || @faceforgotten​

faceforgotten asked: this is stupid. he's going goddamn /stir-crazy/ in here, that's all it is. god simply will not let him rest, and therefore he must perform his silly little experiments in this wretched little bunker. nevertheless... his bloody mouth slowly opens in a feeble, curious inquiry. "can you actually... register that i'm inside you, boozoo?" (feel free not to answer if you don't like the concept, but i like to imagine charles' reanimated body and boozoo can become friends one day)

[Charles' voice stirred the animatronic -- and caught him a bit offguard, to be frank. Boozoo didn't think he would be able to hear the voice of the man whom had been forcibly stuffed inside of him. For that matter, he didn't want to hear it -- to hear the reminder of what he and his fellow animatronics had been through.]

[It sickened him to think about it; Boozoo wasn't...himself. Not anymore. Because of the actions of one twisted individual -- "individual." Boozoo knew fully well that the one who'd thrown all of the animatronics into this predicament was Bon himself, although he wasn't certain whether the rabbit was the same one he'd shared the stage with all those years ago. He might be possessed, like him, but with a much stronger spirit -- one pushing him to do these horrid things.]

[Nevertheless, Bon had been the reason for their shared torment; the man inside of him had suffered a needlessly ghastly demise, and Boozoo had been reduced to a wastebasket holding his decaying corpse. Of course, the two of them weren't alone in this; the other animatronics in this miserable facility had shared similar fates, some deaths more horrifying than others. Either way, Boozoo didn't want to think about them -- he couldn't stand thinking about the misfortune that had befallen both himself and those he'd considered his friends.]

[As such, Boozoo was tempted not to dignify the spirit within him with a response. He didn't want to acknowledge that he was here, in this pitiful spot, let alone that he had a...a ghost, simply taking residence within his body. These were all matters that he wanted to avoid with his entire being. Yet...ignoring him would be fruitless, as well. Charles would likely only speak up again later, and the longer it went unaddressed, the more uncomfortable Boozoo would become.]

[The animatronic's expression soured, and he gave a blunt response -- showing just how little he wanted to address the issue.]

❝ ...Yes. Yes, I can. Let's leave it at that, dear boy. ❞

[raichoose-moved]

SEND ME A ⚡️AND I’LL FILL OUT FOR YOU/YOUR MUSE: - Not Accepting

@faceforgotten​ asked: ⚡️ :3c

my first impression of your muse: I loved that you had good development and a backstory for Charles; he has the least "answers�� of all of the ... missing persons, so to speak, so I’m always so excited to see head canons about him!   my first impression of you: You seemed really nice! Plus I’m always so hyped to meet other TWF fans -  my favorite thing about your muse: I love his wit and how well he fires back at people; it’s so fun to read your threads.  my favorite thing about you: You are, in fact, so fun and easy to talk to!!  would I ever consider shipping our muses: Rosemary’s devoted to Jack and I know Charles is closeted, but I’m so down for Charles and Rosemary to be friends!  a plot I’d like to see between our muses: Okay but what if they were Aware in their respective animatronics and we had them working together to contact Sophie (Susan as an NPC, perhaps?) - an AU I think would be interesting for our muses: ... AU where Charles and Rosemary haven't been taken by Bon (yet?) and they’re working together to find the missing Waltens and figure out what’s going on at the restaurant ... 

[raichoose-moved-again]

Starter for @faceforgotten

Rosemary's shaking. Ever since the disappearance of her youngest children - ever since Felix had promised he would look after poor Ed and Molly, ever since he became extremely uncommunicative, and ever since they had to report their little ones missing -

Ever since that horrid night, Jack and Rosemary's lives had been rife with turmoil.

" ... Charles?" A pause, though her hands still tremble. Jack is with the police, again; he'd insisted she'd stay home this time, saying that Sophie needed her mother, and that Rosemary needed rest (as if Jack didn't need the very same, as if he wasn't also affected so strongly by every parent's worst nightmare).

At least a mutual friend had stopped by to check in - she's grateful for that, even as she struggles to speak.

"Do you think - Please be honest. Do you think Ed and Molly are ... ?"

Rosemary intended to say alive, but it doesn't matter that it hurts too much to finish her query: she knows Charles will understand.

[aliabdl]

" you were in a really bad way, i wasn't about to abandon you. "

"Good... Don't. I can't without you..."

[sonorusgloom]

“May I have this dance?” To slow dance with my muse.

faceforgotten

"may i have this dance...?" (bc i just felt like it)

White bright eyes stare at the stranger as the metal of the lantern creaks within the creatures hold. A dance? It is difficult to show emotions when one is clad in shadows but the look in those bright eyes of Beasts shows reveals surprise. He was tempted to ask if dancing with a stranger was a good idea. 

Yet the chance of being able to dance was low, so low that the creature was more often surprised that someone would be interested in it. Perhaps the stranger was curious as well for how their words trail off towards the end?

With that, what looked to be a living silhouette nods. Slender hand placed in the others as the light of his eyes flicker in amusement. 

“ You may “

[killedkennys]

@faceforgotten​   asked  :   “   this   will   be   our   only   chance   to   talk  .   ”

           “   ------   i   sincerely   hope   that   this’ll   be   our   LAST   conversation ,   too ,   if   this   is   how   you’re   going   to   be   the   entire   time  .   quit   being   cryptic  .   that   shit   pisses   me   off  .   ”   purple  hued   guise   of   his   no - nonsense   persona   belies   the   tired ,   typically   earnest   fourth   grade   brat   concealed   beneath  .   mysterion’s   eyes   narrow   as   he   regards   the   man  .   this   whole   encounter   feels   ominous   as   fuck  .   “   ...   talk ,   then  .   i’m   listening  .   ”

[cabinvirgin]

                   ‘ i'm trapped and my back's up against the wall. i see no solution or exit out, ’     @faceforgotten​  + pressure by muse.

[dasuuis]

small starter for @faceforgotten​​ — squid game requested / byun chan-yeol selected.

     ❝  i broke that stupid fucking mask, now let’s get it th’fuck off,  ❞  chan-yeol straddles over charles’ torso, hands reaching out to prepare for removal. 

[faceforgotten]

@0000218 // planned starter.

// 07.14.74 //

——— { 무궁화 꽃 이 피었 습니다 !  무궁화 꽃 이 피었 습니다 ! }

            over and over the childish voice sings, the giant robot whirling around to catch those unlucky souls who did not keep stone still.  with each repetition, gunshots ring out, and those who flinch often find themselves with a bullet in their chest, as well.

            two men, perfect strangers, play the game decisively, even though they didn’t coordinate their movements whatsoever.  number 218, cunning as he is, hides behind another player so the motion sensor cannot detect him.  player 147, acting as the wall, moves at a steady jog so he can stop on a dime—and he’s so good at it that he does not seem to even breathe.

            { 무궁화 꽃 이 피었 습니다 !  무궁화 꽃 이 피었 습니다 ! }

            “you trip me up, you’ll live to regret it, do you understand?” player 147 threatens player 218 under his breath, slightly muffled by his mask.  though he speaks in korean, his american ( though, thankfully, not anglicized ) accent is noticeable.  seems his mask is not the only mystery.

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         ❝      SHUT   UP.      ❞         arms   cross.         ❝      i   stand   by   WHAT   I   SAID   ,      either   way.      ❞

[raichoose-moved]

Send 🐰 and I will give you list of my muses I see interacting well with your muse - Accepting

@faceforgotten​ asked: 🐰 i kick me legy up real high

For Plotted Threads or Just Winging It

Aaron, Claire, Henry, James, Jonathan, Kabuto, Kitten, Lucy, Nancy, or Rosemary (or Sha)!

Plotting Only

Alex S., Harry, Heather, Jennifer, Murphy, Travis, or Wayne!

- Link to about pages !

[cabinfooled-blog]

tag dump!  sorry this blog is such a wip, if you know faceforgotten, you know me tho!

[aliabdl]

🤝 - (regular or reversed, whichever you think would be better!)

He was focused on the movie, quite possible even forgot the man was sitting next to him. That is until, he felt his hands rub against him. He looked at him, saw how he quickly looked away from their hands to the screen.

Obviously, he was trying to hold Ali's hand. Ali was a naive man but not that naive. He will save him the trouble and hold his hand himself instead, as he continues to watch the movie.

[faceforgotten]

life and death will always lead you into love and regret— —but you have answers and i have the key !!!

two rival assassins, one steadfast private investigator, and a years-cold case blown wide open and red hot.  the enemy of one’s enemy just might be a friend.  and yet, in a life such as theirs, one can’t help but ask: how blurry is the line between hostile and heartwarming ?

COMING TO A DASHBOARD NEAR YOU !!! courtesy of @0000218 , @faceforgotten , and @debting .