#faztastiic

[hopeful-hugz]

I've Become What You Like! I Have Taught Myself to Let Go!

[fazeruined]

@faztastiic @bontastiic

I just had the thought of a younger Cassie finding out Freddy and Bonnie were a thing and wanting to be supportive, gets them those branded rings (possibly faux of hard plastic) likely from Glamrock Gifts.

Cassie: I got you matching rings!

Freddy & Bonnie: ... Thanks but those are for humans, they don't fit our fingers. 😅

Cassie:

[rockcoins]

@faztastiic deposited : " .... I have found out marshmallows have chocolate in them that can be used for smores as well . I am trying it , want to come with ? "

$ . *　✦ ! " . . . 𝚆𝙴'𝚁𝙴 𝚄𝚂𝙸𝙽𝙶 𝙰 𝙼𝙸𝙲𝚁𝙾𝚆𝙰𝚅𝙴 , 𝚁𝙸𝙶𝙷𝚃 ? " for very obvious reasons , the bear wasn't fond of campfires .

[funbonded]

IF HE HAD LIPS TO COIL AND TWIST UP INTO A EVEN SINISTER GRIN, he would have. His affixed expression, and the intone of his voice was enough to get the message across; he was anticipating Glamrock's arrival. Waiting for it, obsessing over it.

❝ I knew it was only a matter of time, Beefjerky, you just can't stay away, can you? That or- you came looking for your little super star? ❞ HE PRATTLES, ❝  Hmm, yes where is Gregory? Still alive, don't you worry, well alive for now...❞ Hand reaching for a lever in the room, a click, causing the ground beneath his glamorous counterpart to click and split. Opening up a drop, not too far down, mind you, The Funhouse was a mere children's attraction, nonetheless, he was toying with his opposition. ❝

❝ Oh, Beefjerky, you truly make my head SPIN !!!...❞ ON CUE HIS SKULL SPINS AROUND ITS JOINT, stopping it by adjusting it back into place with stub and hand. ❝  Always trying to save the kid, well, who's going to save you? ❞ / @faztastiic starter

[horrifichaunts]

@faztastiic asked: " i'm your friend. it's my job to help you out. " - Bonnie !

“ Your job after hours lightnin’ bug should be nothin’ more than relaxin' till the mornin'.” 

Bonnie Bowl had been left a mess by a rather large birthday party, and staff forgot to clean up before closing the mall for the day. Heck Bonnie was still shaking bits of cake and glitter off of his synthetic fur and plastic, but he was fine with cleaning up by himself. They work Freddy so much, he’s the face of the place but still, and Bonnie doesn't want to put too much on his plate. Can’t be good on the servos and all that jazz.

“If I didn’t have so much to clean up here I'd take a second to shout for Chica to drag you back to your room by the ear.”

Not that either of them could reach his ear, joys of being the two shortest in the band, but still.

[gatorsnapped]

@faztastiic ♪ ♫ ... There's seemingly a twitch to the bear for a moment as he's approaching Monty. If the gator can catch it, Freddy's eyes were purple for just a second before he's seeing blue ! Wonder what that was? "Monty! I have been looking for you!"

There is that familiar tingle in his sensors, something unsettling. It feels exactly like when that rabbit started showing up -- the one before Bonnie was decommissioned. Like something in his systems is screaming about a security breach in the other animatronic ; that something is seriously wrong. Yeah, Freddy wasn't his favorite out of the group, but that does not mean the gator is not concerned. Monty straightens up his posture, a momentary widening of red eyes -- no. . . he saw it, that quick flash of purple. That is not normal. “You feelin' a'ight, Fred?” His claws curl inwards slightly, trying to look to notice anything else off. Something is definitely wrong. He may need to warn the others. . . “I've been right here in Gator Golf, like I always am.” A lie.

[braveburned]

★ — christmas tree responses !!

@bontastiic

★ — Eyes alight with mischief, small giggle escaping before he can catch it. "If I can get us wrapping paper, you can't ask questions!"

@bravevolunteer

★ — "Hey — !!" It's only a half - hearted protest, more to keep up appearances as he dramatically rolls his eyes. He wouldn't get caught dead wearing that shirt, though.

@faztastiic

★ — Aw, he practically brightens from the nickname alone. "Merry Christmas, Freddy!!"

@deathsbecome

★ — "I did NOT!" Sticks his tongue out for good measure. >:((

[curseofbreadbear]

@faztastiic ❤’d! ( for cassie! )

[After the elevator crashed, Cassie was left to wallow in pain and misery. She wouldn't have snapped out of it if not for Roxy, who'd helped her out of the wreckage and kept her safe. Together, they'd endeavored to help the others who were stuck here and repair what they could of the Pizzaplex's security system. After all she'd been through, Cassie wasn't super keen on leaving, lest she prove that she was actually alive to a Gregory that might or might not still be around.]

[Thus far, MXES seemed to be in good shape, which meant that Cassie would just have to go around and see what she could do for the others. She'd ventured off on her own to scour the Plex for spare parts, hoping that she'd figure out where Parts & Service was...or get lucky and happen upon a part by playing a game. She'd always been good at Chica's Feeding Frenzy.]

[Her focus now was on Freddy and Roxy, the characters she had yet to do anything for...aside from Monty. She'd probably find eyes in Parts & Service for Roxy, but Freddy was a different beast. She'd have to figure out where to get a head, how to reattach it and get it working, etcetera. Not only that, but Freddy had managed to scare her tonight -- he'd roared at her AND chased her down, which was super uncharacteristic for him. She'd expect that behavior from MONTY, if anyone.]

[Freddy was in total disrepair, though, and she wanted to help...no matter how fierce he'd become.]

[Imagine her surprise when she DID encounter Freddy in the ruins of the Pizzaplex, only to find him in perfect shape. Aside from some light scuffing and dirt on his casing, she never would have been able to guess that this was the Freddy from earlier. Where did he find a head? Would he be just as menacing as before? What if he was still furious, and -- ]

[Okay. She wouldn't find out unless she actually approached, instead of fearfully cowering behind debris. Cassie showed herself, her flashlight trembling in her fist. Through the shaky beam, she could tell that he noticed her, and she swallowed thickly.]

❝ Freddy? That's you, right? ❞ [Cassie cautiously took a step forward.] ❝ You look like you're feeling better -- I hope. Where'd you find your head? ❞

[reactivatedrockstar]

How does your muse describe their own identity? Do they use a different label or describe themselves differently depending on who's asking?

Character development questions for trans and gender diverse muses. (Accepting)

"Not particularly. I consider myself nonbinary, and I use he/him pronouns, mostly to avoid angry parents. Although, I genuinely am comfortable enough with my gender and identity to go by he/him or he/them, I really do not care what people say about me. What I want to avoid is someone questioning having to hear their parent or guardian chew me out for being 'they/them,' while also relating so much to me."

[hopeful-hugz]

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“I’ve always wanted to be a performer.” Melody begins with a small smile. “To be able to sing on stage and make people smile that way. Make a difference with music. But that was kinda just a dream before I actually met Freddy. He actually does what I wanna do, and he’s mechanical like me…”

The little android gives a wide grin. “Knowing he and his friends are able to entertain in the way I wanna, while still being… well like we are? I he’s in the high nines just for giving me that hope that I can actually achieve my dreams.”

[fazeruined]

@faztastiic / @fazfiend / @fazerblaster

After everything that's happened in the span of like a day, it was terrifying to think that she had genuinely been left wondering if she'd ever feel the sun bathe on her skin again.

And to think back on that doubt now that she can feel her skin under the lukewarm sunlight of a barely rising sun, the still soft oranges reflecting her eyes...

Cassie wanted to let out a sob; she made it. But instead she just stood there, basking in the moment, processing that yes; despite everything, she had just escaped the hell now located right behind her. She stood and stared out at the open sky, still dark and with a few stars out, the oranges of the incoming morning peeking into the horizon, shining a soft warm light over the decrepit building that once used to be like her second home, the Mega PizzaPlex.

But she didn't claw her way out alone. She's not the only one who got to see the sky and feel the first morning rays embrace their forms. On her way back, she did her hardest to make up to every other abandoned heart, finding a few more clues along the way, too, painting a picture that only heightened her thoughts. And together they stood tall. Like since when she was little. Like it should always have been. Before those two ever showed up to ruin everything.

Roxanne had one eye at least, donated by Chica who was happy to have her voice back, Monty had been rescued from the water and rebooted (Cassie had never intended to electrocute him,) the Daycare Attendant was happy to help especially after having been helped, and the Freddy Prototype even had his head back-- which certainly must have been no easy task for Cassie to find! ... and a handful of the Mini Music Men, they were there too, yeah. Gremlins. Cassie absolutely refused to leave anybody behind (she's not like Gregory.)

And that also includes the one and only, Glamrock Bonnie. Long thought to be gone. The rabbit was arguably in the worst condition of them all, being totally unresponsive, having to be carried by the others. It was even questionable if there was any hope for him, but again, Cassie refused to leave anybody behind.

They all were what's left of her family, and she'll do what's necessary to take care of them, like they have taken care of her helping her escape a terrible fate.

■■■

It's been like what, a couple weeks? A month or two? Cassie took all the robots under her wing, sheltering them in her old home... Turns out her Dad had been up to some stuff since her mother's shady death.

There was an entire bunker underground duplicating the house, and she took it over, living in secrecy, safe and sound with her family.

The past while has been spent trying to repair them, fortunately there were a few things her Dad had left behind that wound up useful; she managed to give Chica an endo arm as she was missing one, and while Monty hasn't gotten his legs yet they managed to reconstruct his lower torso- meaning legs were the next step, but at least he could sit more properly again. The Prototype Freddy had a lot of debris and other metal junk stabbing into his body, and Cassie arduously plucked them out herself with tools left by her Dad. Cassie herself was getting better-- she still occasionally got dizzy spells, would wince when stepping on her foot wrong shooting pain up her shin, and would feel her arm get sore from time to time; one couldn't expect her to come out unscathed from an attempted murder via an elevator drop.

It was slow, but they were coming back together. They were going to.

Aside from that, they needed parts, which was where things began getting a little more complicated. Her Dad's secret workshop was full of useful things, but not everything necessary for full repairs... but that was when something new came to light.

Cassie still had that creepy Security Mask, though had long left the V.A.N.N.I. Network which had no coverage outside the PizzaPlex. Still, looks like the mask has a few distinct functions without the network. The past while has been spent getting used to these features as well, even proving to be useful in detecting parts compatible for repairing her peers!

But that's not all.

The mask seemed to function like a detector of Fazbear Entertainment technology through places, from electronic toys to accessories to equipment and even animatronics. A little more testing with such features and the possibility of even hacking into these objects was very palpable. But Cassie of course wasn't interested in wasting time doing malicious cyber-activities, just what was necessary to help her and her family.

■■■

Though after enough time, she found something... familiar. Her lost remaining family member. One who still needs rescuing... probably the most out of them all.

She doesn't immediately dive into it, trying to be safe, spending some time verifying if she was correct.

Eventually, a day where the sun had just set, Cassie puts on the mask, trying to set up a remote communication. With it on, she can see Helpi sitting on the edge of the work table where Bonnie has been laying, like a patient in intensive care-- no doubt the little bear will be an 'audience' of sorts.

Cassie first tries verifying the stability of the connection, managing to access optical and auditory reception of the 'stray' animatronic she's trying to reach, able to see and hear his surroundings-- she doesn't think she recognizes the area, but at least nobody seems to be immediately present with him; good. Before the access can raise alarm in his system, she throws her two cents.

" H... hello...? Can you... hear me...? "

She gingerly asks, almost fearful of what this communication might reward with, but also unimaginable anticipation. It was like she was speaking right into his head. She spares a look over at Helpi to give her the courage to continue.

" Is... is that really you... Glamrock Freddy...? "

[rockcoins]

He's gonna lightly boop Rocky on the nose this time before leaning down to give a ' kiss ' ! to his cheek !

$ . *　✦ ! Oh , OH .. OH GOD -- No , do NOT start steaming . You're gonna make a fool of yourself AND you're going to DAMAGE SOMETHING -- Do not go into OVERDRIVE . It took a few seconds for Rocky to snap back to reality after his system blue screened and rebooted , and his only response was an awkward chuckle . " 𝚆𝙴𝙻𝙻 -- 𝙷𝙴𝙻𝙻𝙾 𝚃𝙾 𝚈𝙾𝚄 𝚃𝙾𝙾 ! " | @faztastiic

[funbonded]

@faztastiic 𝐇𝐀𝐒 𝐂𝐇𝐎𝐒𝐄𝐍: "If you literally try to get people to boop my nose I am biting YOU." (LMAO IM SORRY SGKJD)

★UNPROMPTED

The new discovery was just too good ! Without hesitation he makes haste to scout out the nearest sucker in the plex . ❝ HEY look there's Glamrock Freddy , go boop his nose ! ❞ 𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐍𝐎𝐒𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐔𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐘 𝐃𝐎𝐄𝐒 𝐒𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆 . Funfred was a little jealous if he was honest .

[animatronicabundance-archived]

@faztastiic asked: ". . . . Bonnie? Is that you. . .?" It's definitely not the Freddy that Bonnie got used to or is used to... it's the earlier version.

A small pause in the rabbits stumbled walking, body parts reassembled the best a small child could do which left him like a creaky ball joint puppet. A turn and an awkward tilt of his head, the grinding sound of his sensors reading the information about the bear in front of him. Jaw moves much too loosely as it opens for words that need a moment.

“Fr…..edd…y?”

No? Yes? Something…something not right here and he can feel his circuits screeching just trying to process.

[gatorsnapped]

@faztastiic ♪ ♫ ∗ 32﹕ sender shoves receiver out of anger . (oof) ♪ ♫ 𝟏𝟎𝟎 𝑵𝑶𝑵𝑽𝑬𝑹𝑩𝑨𝑳 𝑷𝑹𝑶𝑴𝑷𝑻𝑺

Maybe he did go a bit too far ; Monty was one who tended to air on the side of teasing when he liked another. Sometimes pushing it a bit too far. However, nothing could have drawn him to the conclusion that his words had angered Freddy -- did the bear not know he was joking? Never would he purposefully be mean to Freddy, even if there is a "rivalry" between them. When Freddy pushes him, Monty stares with wide eyes behind the star-shaped sunglasses, “Fred, I was just jokin' around. No need to be so serious.” There is a bit of hurt in the gator's tone, being masked with acting like it was nothing big.

[braveburned]

" ... Gregory, did you know that I actually can taste and eat food? I know it sounds funny but I can! " (Freddy....)

why does fazbear design animatronics the way that they do

★ — For a second he simply stares up at Freddy with wide, curious eyes. The beat of silence passes and he tilts his head ( childlike in his inquisitiveness ), before looking the bear up and down as if he's trying to decipher something. After a moment, his gaze relents as his brows furrow and he softly shakes his head.

"Really? That seems .... kinda weird."

Maybe he should have guessed as much from Chica's unsanitary habits.

"What's a robot need to eat food for, anyways?"