#fnaf retold

[midnightgorefest]

ok gang I uh I think we might have to delay this game till like december 8th or something cuz shit came up in my life and it fucked up my schedule and there’s still so much more to this game I want to add so we’ll need to delay the release date :(( hope ya guys understand !!

that being said, I will make a piece of fanart for the one year anniversary of sbrt as an apology letter (and MAYBE get chapter 8 done I dunno)

Burn all that is tainted, then we can try again.

SURPRISE BITCHES!!!!! me and like 13 of my friends have now spawned to work together as Cassette Studios to make A GAME!!!!!!!! what is that game you might be asking? A VISUAL NOVEL ADAPTATION OF SBRT!!!!! I did the voice acting and art for this teaser :3

yeah ignore the fact I was supposed to post this 2 hours ago I slept in

that being said: I will be making a tumblr blog and and twitter account for updates and progress we make on the game!!!!

if all goes well, we should be expecting a demo release for this game on november 24th of this year!!! (also being sbrt’s 1 year anniversary!!)

me and my friends have spent months working on this game so PLEASE please please boost this if you can !!!!

for tumblr, I’ll be making two new tags:

#cassette studios - for all things related to how the studios doing and what we’re working on

#sbrt development updates - for updates on how the game is going

I have to give a HUGE thanks to all of you guys, because if it weren’t for you, I would’ve never made it this far, so take this game as my thanks to you <3

@cassette-studios - tumblr blog

@/_CSStudios - twitter acc

[fnafretold]

I love this meme so much I made 4 versions of it!

BONUS DOODLES

(Note: I’m currently struggling to make posts idk why. Mobile is being weird)

[pharrell-the-formation]

The film based on the franchise was very good, I had a great time. I recommend it to everyone, especially long-term fans of games.

And the drawings from the post actually don’t relate to this matter, they were just finished the other day.

Freddy and his leadership methods, Chica and her long arms.

[writerwrightlegend]

Spooktober Day 1.

Title:Bittersweet Reunion.

August Robinson finished setting up the newest animatronic for his pizzeria. Well, he shared ownership of the place with Michael, but he was only here during the night. He stepped back from the stage to inspect the new animatronic.

It was a black bear with a light orange eye. He seemed to be missing one of his eyes, but August could get it fixed if he found the right part. He also had red eyelids and cheeks, and there was a yellow star on his chest. He wore a red top hat and red bowtie as well as red knee caps. In his left hand, he was holding a yellow microphone.

"Lefty."

"You look a lot like Rockstar Freddy, heh, maybe I should've put you with the rest of the rockstar animatronics."

"Then again, there isn't much room on that stage for five animatronics."

August sighed and rubbed his eyes.

"And I'm talking to myself again, great."

He walked past the office and saw that it was unlocked.

"Hm?"

He went inside to investigate. While he was in the office. Lefty went online, and he began looking around the place.

"Does this place seem familiar to you, Charlie?"

A little ghost of a girl appeared next to the bear. She had on a mask that resembled the Marionette.

"Yeah, it does, I wonder if my friends are here."

They got off the side stage and went to the main stage. They saw the rockstar animatronics. Freddy, Bonnie, Chica, and Foxy. All of them were here.

"Guys, wake up!"

After Charlie said that, four other ghosts appeared. Three boys and one girl. Each of them sported a mask that resembled a different animatronic. Gabriel wore the Freddy mask. Jeremy had a mask of Bonnie. Susie wore a Chica mask. And Fritz had on a Foxy mask.

"Charlie!"

"You're okay!"

"We were worried about you!"

"Did you find Cassidy and Evan?"

"Yeah, they're here too!"

"Come on out guys."

A golden version of Freddy appeared in front of everyone. With him were two more spirits. A boy and girl. The boy wore a mask that looked like a shadow version of Freddy while the girl wore a mask that looked like Golden Freddy.

"Yay! We're all together again!"

August came back out of the office, and he was stunned. He saw all of them, the robots and the ghosts. He wanted to run away but he also wanted to know if it was really them.

"Is that... August?"

Evan went over to where August was standing.

"Auggie? Is that you?"

"Evan... Are you really here?"

"Yeah! We're all here."

"Wow, he's so tall now!"

"I'm happy that the bad man never found you."

"Yay, we're glad you're okay!"

August couldn't believe what he was seeing. They were all here. All of them. His friends that he made at the various Fazbear locations. He thought he'd lost them all when they died. Their deaths drove him away from this place out of fear. Yet, something kept telling him to go back. Something told him that they were looking for him. He didn't think that he would ever find them yet. Here he was, talking to them. He couldn't help but start crying. He was finally seeing his friends after so long.

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing, I'm just happy to see you all."

As they were talking, the Mediocre Melodies came into the main room. They also had ghosts with them, and they wore masks that resembled the toy animatronics. Luke, Samuel, Tina, Danny, and Billy. August was happy to see them, too. The group was so busy catching up that they didn't even notice that the building had been set on fire. It wasn’t until August smelled smoke that he realized what was really happening. Henry brought them all together, and he was going to save all of them. August thought about running, but he chose not to. He wanted to be with his friends one last time before he died.

The souls tried to urge him to leave.

"You need to get out of here!"

"It's not your time to go yet!"

"We don't want you to die!"

He gave his friends a soft smile as a tear slowly creeped down his face.

"It's okay, it's going to be okay."

"I wanna be with you guys, one last time."

As the fire got worse, August struggled to breathe as the smoke filled his lungs. His coughing got more and more painful. At one point, he coughed up blood. It dripped down his mouth and hand. As he sat there, a familiar figure looked over him. The greenish fur with white eyes and a rabbit ear. He might've looked different, but August knew exactly who he was.

"Hello Spring Bonnie, or is it William Afton?"

"Well, well, it's you, the little boy who couldn't mind his own business."

"You killed them, why?"

"I had my reasons."

"Jealousy, revenge, immortality."

"My motive seemed to change over time."

"You caused so much pain and suffering for them."

"Do you think I cared about if the children were suffering or not?!"

"Ha! It didn't matter, as long as I harvested their remnant to remain immortal."

"You cared about Evan and Elizabeth, and both were killed by your creations!"

"That was a long time ago, I'm not that man anymore."

"That man, the business owner of Fredbears Family Diner, is long gone."

He got onto the stage and slashed through his stomach with the axe that he had found.

"Gnh!"

August struggled against the axe as it dug into his belly. He managed to pull the axe out and rip it out of Afton's arm.

"I think the devil is waiting for you."

With whatever strength that August had left. He tackled Afton to the ground and began hacking away at his body with the axe. He tore Afton's new body apart till there was nothing but his head. With one last swing, he dug the axe deep into his head. He stumbled back onto the floor and looked up to see Charlie, reaching out her hand towards his. He reached for hers, but it fell to the floor as his vision went black and his heartbeat faded away.

[glitchyred]

Funniest knowledge I have is Retold!RED's canonical voice claim which I had in mind from the moment I started writing his dialogue

[hearts401]

How does one come up with cool fnaf retold au lore I WANNA JOIN IN SO BAAADD

[smak-annihilation]

FNAF MOVIE SPOILERS UP AHEAD

Okay so I watched the fnaf movie with my friends and I must say we had a blast lol. I can see why the critics wouldn't like it and I see exactly why the fans (mostly) liked it. As a movie it wasn't great but as a peace of fazbear entertainment media it was awesome. It doesn't follow the deep and extensive lore but I don't feel it needed to. If it just retold the events of the games it would be kinda boring for the fans, and since this was clearly made FOR the fans it did a solid job putting a new spin on things. It wasn't much of a horror, in fact I would say the comedy parts were more prevalent, like midway trough it just became a family comedy when they all gathered beneath the tent and was half expecting The Rock to show up and give us a one liner about the animatronics getting quirky at night lmao. The few gore parts that there were were solid, especially the bite, although there could have been more. Me and all my friend lost it when Mat Pat showed up and fully lost it when he said it's just a theory. The taxi scene was funny as well and Cory did a great job with that one. Shame markiplier wasn't there but hey we can't have everything can we. Also there should have been at least ONE exotic butters joke since that was like the main fnaf meme for a year or two.

All in all I had a fun time, 7/10

[galaxythedragonshifter]

I kinda wanna rewrite my own version of FNAF (especially SB, like a lot of other people are doing honestly.)

Like, I really love FNAF's "canon" lore, but I have my own interpretation of the story I'd love to write, and I'd love to fix the narrative aspect of things. (Considering that the narrative is very...all over the place, as MatPat proves LMHO-)

I'll probably end up calling it my FNAF Retold!AU

(I'd probably stick very close to canon until Security Breach (because I REALLY want to fix the narrative of SB. Like, it needs a LOT of adjustments), but it will be just a more cut and dry version of the story that actually has a cohesive and more straightforward narrative.)

I also kinda want to focus on Security Breach more than the other games, since I want to actually give it a sense of horror and mystery. I love SB because it has a lot of potential, it just wasn't used correctly. I'd love to make a better backstory for Moon, Bonnie, Foxy, and especially Vanny. (And I want to fix the whole "Afton mess up" that happened)

I'm also debating on wether or not to make this a "choose you own adventure" story with Y/N to make it more fan-interactive. I might, might not. Depends on how ambitious I wanna get.

[itsamepatches]

wips status!

Stories:

VT "Our Story's Goin' Out with a BANG!" - Chapter 8 of 8 "LB and the Distraught Director" - Chapter 3 of 6 "The Show Must Go On!" - Chapter 5 of 7 "Tech Whisperer - rewritten" - Chapter 1

Chipspeech "DELTREE" - Chapter 5

Vocaloid "They're a Work in Process" - Chapter 2 of 4

Animal Crossing "Deserted-Island Package Extravaganza!" - Chapter 2 of 6

Zelda "Phantom Hourglass Retold" - Chapter 3 of 10 untitled Ganonbeck SSBU fic

FNAF "Ye've Taken Me Hand, and Now Yer Comin' For Me Heart?!" - revision and possibly Chapter 4 of 6 "Now Playing: Bonnie Bound, Foxy Found" - hiatus, might be remade in the future

Non-written stuff:

FNAF "Dead Foxes Tell No Tale" - pages 3-4

MLP "Ponyville Petal Panic" - general plot, etc

[fazbear-retold]

Meet the Aftons! All is well here, I promise :)

[midnightgorefest]

take my hand, take my life

[fnafretold]

Last little page of this short

This’ll go up fully on Webtoon

He’s fine y’all don’t worry 😉

[pharrell-the-formation]

In my head, Glamrock Freddy is a much bigger dummy than he really is.

He is like a comic relief who believes he is a main character. Not literally, but similar concept.

[mutifandomlover]

The first short story is here! Go check it out. This is based on an au that I'm making where it's the story of fnaf, but from the perspective of a new character named August Robinson. I hope you enjoy it!

Spooktober Day 1.

Title:Bittersweet Reunion.

August Robinson finished setting up the newest animatronic for his pizzeria. Well, he shared ownership of the place with Michael, but he was only here during the night. He stepped back from the stage to inspect the new animatronic.

It was a black bear with a light orange eye. He seemed to be missing one of his eyes, but August could get it fixed if he found the right part. He also had red eyelids and cheeks, and there was a yellow star on his chest. He wore a red top hat and red bowtie as well as red knee caps. In his left hand, he was holding a yellow microphone.

"Lefty."

"You look a lot like Rockstar Freddy, heh, maybe I should've put you with the rest of the rockstar animatronics."

"Then again, there isn't much room on that stage for five animatronics."

August sighed and rubbed his eyes.

"And I'm talking to myself again, great."

He walked past the office and saw that it was unlocked.

"Hm?"

He went inside to investigate. While he was in the office. Lefty went online, and he began looking around the place.

"Does this place seem familiar to you, Charlie?"

A little ghost of a girl appeared next to the bear. She had on a mask that resembled the Marionette.

"Yeah, it does, I wonder if my friends are here."

They got off the side stage and went to the main stage. They saw the rockstar animatronics. Freddy, Bonnie, Chica, and Foxy. All of them were here.

"Guys, wake up!"

After Charlie said that, four other ghosts appeared. Three boys and one girl. Each of them sported a mask that resembled a different animatronic. Gabriel wore the Freddy mask. Jeremy had a mask of Bonnie. Susie wore a Chica mask. And Fritz had on a Foxy mask.

"Charlie!"

"You're okay!"

"We were worried about you!"

"Did you find Cassidy and Evan?"

"Yeah, they're here too!"

"Come on out guys."

A golden version of Freddy appeared in front of everyone. With him were two more spirits. A boy and girl. The boy wore a mask that looked like a shadow version of Freddy while the girl wore a mask that looked like Golden Freddy.

"Yay! We're all together again!"

August came back out of the office, and he was stunned. He saw all of them, the robots and the ghosts. He wanted to run away but he also wanted to know if it was really them.

"Is that... August?"

Evan went over to where August was standing.

"Auggie? Is that you?"

"Evan... Are you really here?"

"Yeah! We're all here."

"Wow, he's so tall now!"

"I'm happy that the bad man never found you."

"Yay, we're glad you're okay!"

August couldn't believe what he was seeing. They were all here. All of them. His friends that he made at the various Fazbear locations. He thought he'd lost them all when they died. Their deaths drove him away from this place out of fear. Yet, something kept telling him to go back. Something told him that they were looking for him. He didn't think that he would ever find them yet. Here he was, talking to them. He couldn't help but start crying. He was finally seeing his friends after so long.

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing, I'm just happy to see you all."

As they were talking, the Mediocre Melodies came into the main room. They also had ghosts with them, and they wore masks that resembled the toy animatronics. Luke, Samuel, Tina, Danny, and Billy. August was happy to see them, too. The group was so busy catching up that they didn't even notice that the building had been set on fire. It wasn’t until August smelled smoke that he realized what was really happening. Henry brought them all together, and he was going to save all of them. August thought about running, but he chose not to. He wanted to be with his friends one last time before he died.

The souls tried to urge him to leave.

"You need to get out of here!"

"It's not your time to go yet!"

"We don't want you to die!"

He gave his friends a soft smile as a tear slowly creeped down his face.

"It's okay, it's going to be okay."

"I wanna be with you guys, one last time."

As the fire got worse, August struggled to breathe as the smoke filled his lungs. His coughing got more and more painful. At one point, he coughed up blood. It dripped down his mouth and hand. As he sat there, a familiar figure looked over him. The greenish fur with white eyes and a rabbit ear. He might've looked different, but August knew exactly who he was.

"Hello Spring Bonnie, or is it William Afton?"

"Well, well, it's you, the little boy who couldn't mind his own business."

"You killed them, why?"

"I had my reasons."

"Jealousy, revenge, immortality."

"My motive seemed to change over time."

"You caused so much pain and suffering for them."

"Do you think I cared about if the children were suffering or not?!"

"Ha! It didn't matter, as long as I harvested their remnant to remain immortal."

"You cared about Evan and Elizabeth, and both were killed by your creations!"

"That was a long time ago, I'm not that man anymore."

"That man, the business owner of Fredbears Family Diner, is long gone."

He got onto the stage and slashed through his stomach with the axe that he had found.

"Gnh!"

August struggled against the axe as it dug into his belly. He managed to pull the axe out and rip it out of Afton's arm.

"I think the devil is waiting for you."

With whatever strength that August had left. He tackled Afton to the ground and began hacking away at his body with the axe. He tore Afton's new body apart till there was nothing but his head. With one last swing, he dug the axe deep into his head. He stumbled back onto the floor and looked up to see Charlie, reaching out her hand towards his. He reached for hers, but it fell to the floor as his vision went black and his heartbeat faded away.

[zayamoone-old]

Hey, remember how I made a whole post on my TF2 AU? Yeah, it’s been a while, and now I have an entire FNaF AU planned out that has torn my attention away from it. This is something I am much more passionate about, so I’m gonna try to post about it here. I don’t have much to say about it at the current moment without going on an entire rant about it, so I’ll just explain the general concept of the AU and open up the floor for asks.

So, my AU is called Fazbear Retold. The premise of the AU is that it’s essentially a retelling of FNaF 1-6 (hence the name). It keeps the general story, just changing, removing, and adding some aspects to it. Not all of the characters are included, either. But that’s okay; my goal with this AU was to just simplify the FNaF story and universe. I do have some character designs finished already, which I will attach to this post. I don’t want to say much in this one post, so I urge you guys to please submit asks asking literally ANYTHING about the AU and I will answer it to the best of my ability ASAP. Not only does this let me tell you guys about my AU directly, but it really helps me when it comes to worldbuilding :)

I have a lot of cool ideas in store for this AU, and I can’t wait to share them with you guys. So, that being said, ask away!! Remember: you can ask ANYTHING about the AU!

[snapfoo]

Introductions Are Easy

“So you know that new robot we brought in the other night?”

Carter nodded as he took another bite of his sandwich. “Yur mrn th….” He paused and swallowed before continuing. “The one that I ran the test on and got bupkiss on?”

The Janitor nodded. “Yeah, the huge fucker.”

“Language, Chris.” The man looked a bit sheepish at the mention, looking over his shoulder out of the break room at the busy pizzeria to make sure his slip hadn’t been heard. “What about it?”

“Well….” Chris scratched the back of his neck, a look of hesitation crossing his features. “It…moved.”

Carter blinked, setting his sandwich down on the plate. “You mean someone moved it?”

“No no, not like that I mean like….”

“….it moved like the others?”

The Janitor remained silent, folding his arms and shifting in place slightly.

“…..are you SURE?” The younger man asked, lifting a brow at his co-worker. Chris scoffed.

“Well I sure as hell don’t see a forklift anywhere nearby to do the heavy lifting for us. Have you tried to move that thing by yourself? You end up dragging half of the thing on the floor and that’s IF it doesn’t just fall over on you and crush you. Damn near threw out my back helping Sarah and Joel move it into the back room in the first place.” He rubbed his back with a small scowl, rolling his eyes at the chuckle it earned from Carter.

“Okay well, maybe it was in the way and someone more able bodied dragged it out of the way, it’s no big deal Chris.” “…..and left it backstage?”

Carter choked on the bite of food that lodged in his throat, struggling to get it down before breaking into a coughing fit as he slapped his chest. It took him a moment to regain his composure before he gawked at the older man. “WHAT?!”

“We found it backstage this morning and had to move it to parts and service before anyone saw it. It was just leaning against the wall, we almost tripped over it’s fu—er…legs.”

Carter processed the information carefully, thinking over the options this provided to him. “….ooookay well…did anyone start it up and put it on a test run before closing last night? To make sure the programming was working properly?”

Chris looked at the young man as if he had five heads and one of them was growing out of his rear end and spouting methane.

“….what?”

“It doesn’t HAVE programming.”

Something in the room’s mood shifted and dropped, making the hairs on the back of Carter’s neck stand up a one by one. He swallowed the thick feeling in his throat. “What do you mean?”

Chris shrugged. “I mean there’s no programming in that titanic titan. It’s all hardware but no software or programming to it. There’s not even an AI to run the functions, it’s mostly just spare junked up parts. Really well taken care of parts mind you, but parts none the less. I took a look at it this morning to see if anything had been run through the system or if any data had been left behind by a wireless remote link but it all came up blank. There’s nothing going on in that things head. Not to mention that the joints on the legs are seriously stiff so if someone WERE to get into it, they’d have a hell of a time getting it to stand up at all.”

“Did you talk to the setup team for the morning and see if any of them put it there for today?”

Chris nodded. “And the closing crew from yesterday. None of them went into parts and service yesterday OR this morning. The night watch said he had heard some very odd noises the other night, but when he got up to go and take a look it was all quiet and nobody was here. He did a whole case of the building just in case and found nothing. Not even a boot print in the mud outside or tire tracks in the parking lot. He looked freaked out about it too.

“He heard noises? Wait, like someone was in the building after hours?”

Chris shook his head. “Nah, not like that. The way he put it he heard ‘metal grinding on metal and heavy metallic thudding.’

“Thudding…like footsteps?”

He shrugged. “They’d be some pretty damn heavy feet.”

Carter had to admit that with every turn they took with this situation, it was looking more and more like something…abnormal. More abnormal than what they were already used to in a place full of robots and children hyped up on sugar.

“So you’re saying to me that, after hearing all of these claims and statements…. You think a 9 and a half foot tall robot made of metal and plastic with absolutely no programming, no AI, no set walk pattern, and no method of locomotion from an outside force in any shape form or fashion—“

“Got up and moved all the way back stage.”

He should have laughed. He should have waved it off as being nothing but paranoia and told the old man to go home for a day of rest because CLEARLY that wasn’t possible…

….But that would mean he’d have to have an explanation for it all…and he didn’t.

“Carter?”

He jolted out of his thoughts, looking at the now concerned janitor and waving a hand through the air to dismiss the worry. “Just…trying to put it all together. Uh, well I guess we can just give it a good once over again at the end of the day and see if there was something that we missed. I’ll put it through another test before I leave to see if I get anything from it again. All else fails just put it in the parts and service and lock the door before we leave and that should keep it out of harm’s way. The last thing we need is any kids seeing that thing before we ‘kid proofed’ it. Lord knows we don’t need any more customer complaints about their children getting nightmares from the robots.”

Chris nodded with an ‘alright’ and left Carter to his lunch. The young man shoved his sandwich into the container before putting the bag back in his locker, his appetite ruined with this new revelation. Something in his stomach was twisting and churning, a feeling of dread settling at the bottom like a rock in a tank of water.

Later that day, during closing Joel came to him with a report of his findings on the strange animatronic and Carter didn’t know if he should feel happy or nervous that they were the same as before: Nothing added to the body or the software. It made him feel even more nervous to sit down in a chair in front of this colossal creation with a clipboard and taser in one hand and a tape recorder in the other.

The first time he had gone through the prompts, he’d done only the basic five tests he had used on the others. He had felt increasingly intimidated by this hulking giant considering just how much bigger it had been compared to the other three he had found and brought in. A reaction from something so menacing looking and so large would be infinitely more dangerous considering the extra two feet of metal it had on all of the others. But it hadn’t reacted to a single noise, not even a twitch of a finger or flicker of an eyelight. He had been relieved to find it empty and just had it put in the back.

Now he extended the tests to a full 10 attempts, and watched the giant against the wall with a critical eye. Seeing it now, in the full light of the room without any shadows to play tricks on him, the fear wasn’t so potent that he couldn’t focus on its reactions.

It was at test 9 that it finally happened. Looking back at it now, he supposed perhaps maybe it had finally gotten annoyed at the noises emitting from the small recorder in his hand. He had picked up the clipboard and marked down another negative when he heard the sound: Metal scraping metal. Instantly he dropped the clipboard, his gaze locking onto the mass on the floor.

The one that was staring back at him with small white eyes glowing within the sockets of the mask it wore.

Carter felt frozen in place, like something gripped his very soul and forcing him to remain rooted in that very posture. The droning sounds of the final test rang through the air around them as they stared each other down, one with fear and the other….Carter was certain he watched the expression on the plastic mask shift excruciatingly slowly into one of condensed rage, the white lights flickering smaller and smaller until you had to strain to see them...

As soon as the sound ended, the gripping feeling within his chest eased and he jerked backwards as if freed from a trance, toppling the chair over and spilling out onto the floor to scramble back away from the metallic terror against the wall.

It sat motionless, head bent and chin resting on its chest, just as it had been when he had sat down to begin these seemingly pointless tests. Carter panted, his heart threatening to force its way out of his throat as he staggered to his feet, righting the chair and picking up the fallen clipboard, recorder and taser. He stood there staring, shaking, waiting, watching to see it move once more. It never did.

As he was locking up the parts and service and walking down the hallway to his office far quicker than he should have been, he rambled over and over in his head that he had imagined it, that it couldn’t have happened. How could a mask made of pure plastic move and shape itself to another expression when it HAD no expression to begin with? Masks don’t do that, it wasn’t possible. It had no mechanical properties to it, they had double checked it before with all the rest of the maintenance, so how could it have happened?

He deduced that he must have been thinking way too hard about what Chris had suggested that morning, putting too much stock into rumor or legend. All he needed was a nights rest to clear his head and he’d give it another go before they opened.

 When Carter came in the next morning, he had been picking his way through text messages and voicemails about ‘something having happened’ that he needed to see when Chris stopped him in his tracks.

“What the hell is going on?” Carter gestured at his phone, looking around at the children and parents who were being directed away from the hallway towards parts and service, being instructed to use the bathrooms on the other end of the hall. Chris fixed him with a very carefully crafted neutral stare, clearly unsettled by something that had the stone in the pit of Carter’s stomach feeling heavier.

“I’m letting you know this now: this is how I found it.” He made a ‘follow me’ gesture and led the way down the hallway.

They didn’t even get close to the room when Carter went white as a sheet.

The door to parts and service was hanging on a hinge, bent back and outwards leaning against the wall. There were large gouges on the interior of the door, scratches that scored deep into the wood fiber and splintered through it almost to the other side. Along the doorframe, both on top and the right side, were small scratches and scars, something scraping back and forth having left marks in the wood.

Like something had clawed its way out of the room. Like something tried to HELP IT get out of the room. Like something had beaten, bashed and smashed through the composite door from the inside out.

He jumped a bit when he felt a hand placed on his shoulder. Chris gave him a sympathetic look as he turned towards him. “…There’s one more thing…”

 In the main hall, parents looked agitated, irritated and even…afraid. Many were murmuring back and forth to one another while throwing looks to the stage, shifting with uncertainty from one foot to another or simply trying to distract themselves and the curious children in the room from the stage.

Or rather, what was ON the stage.

Cater swallowed hard as he moved past them slowly, letting the managers deal with the angry parents while he approached the well-lit area of the room. On it sat the main four: Freddy, Chica, Bonnie, and Foxy, all of them grinning ear to ear with cheery looks on their faces as they gazed out on their soon to be audience with a happiness that was easily contagious, almost lifelike.

Which made the Marionette stand out all the more.

It sat awkwardly on the stage, its legs a little too long to look like a natural position for the hulking animatronic yet still it sat all the same, its long spindly fingers gripping the edge of the stage for stability in a manner that was far too human like for Carters liking. It had a ‘professional’ appearance to it with terms of clothing: its uniform was clean with the exception of a few smudges of dirt and dust from outside, shirt tucked in, belt tight, pants smoothed over and shoes fairly clean. The hat that sat on its head was old, that was a dead giveaway from the model, but it too was relatively free of debris or refuse. A lot of care was put into keeping this thing up to code and up to date, he could tell that now in the clear light of the main stage. The plastic covering that covered what parts of the animatronic he could see were a little scuffed up, but otherwise pristine in their appearance, especially the mask. It was blank, as it had been before, with no visage of rage or joy or sadness.  That did nothing, however, to detract from the intensity of the stare that now bore down upon him. The same white lights he had thought had been a figment of his imagination now glared out from the eye holes in the mask, holding a type of life within them that set every hair on his arms and neck into standing straight up with shock and fear. Goosebumps broke out over his skin and he fought the urge to rub his arms to be rid of the feeling, caught in this creations gaze like a deer in the headlights.

The sharp screeching sound as the animatronic began to move made everyone in the room jump and fall silent, watching the titan slowly stand up from the stage to its full height. The intimidating creature didn’t slouch an inch despite the amount of metal dragging on the frame that must be holding it up, making it appear almost like a man squaring his shoulders as it looked down at Carter. A long, almost spindly looking arm came up slowly, stopping in front of Carter with its hand closed. Slowly, like the legs of a spider, the fingers opened up one by one with a smooth motion, presenting his now broken tape recorder to him. The same one he had left in the parts and services room before he had left the day before. Carter swallowed thickly, looking from it up to the machine in front of him, then back down again. Hesitantly he reached forward, picking the crushed device up from the palm of the Marionette’s hand and looking it over before startling as the hand simply dropped back to hang at the animatronics side.

“Hello, Carter.”

A gasp caught in his throat as his gaze shot up to its face. The voice that had come out of it was unexpected to everyone in the room, but he had never expected this…thing…to know his NAME. The voice had been masculine with a slight British accent to it, something thrown in for a little flavor he supposed though it only seemed to add to the realism that the animatronic presented. The voice was surprisingly smooth, rich, and undisturbed; the voice emulator untouched by decay or deterioration and giving a clear and crisp delivery of the words that seemed to hang in the air around him.

“My name is Michael. I am the last creation from Henry Emily, the original creator of the first Fazbear Animatronics, and your new security guard.”