#gregory do you see that small vent on the floor

[grizzlyofthesea]

I Am Not Using AI Voice Properly

I basically paid $100 for a text-to-speech program voiced by my favorite Vocaloid, in a language that I only have a very, very rudimentary understanding of. So far, I've used it to create monstrosities like this.

I have a feeling that AI Voice was meant for more professional applications, but I don't think dead memes will make the program implode or anything.

[pasteldaifuku]

Gregory, do you see the small vent on the floor? Have you ever heard of Among Us, Gregory? You need to vent. I know it will be hard for you to be sus, but i know you can do it Gregory.

[fox-poke-fanatic]

Pokemon number 591

Gregory, do you see that small vent on the floor? Have you ever heard of Among Us Gregory! You need to vent! I know it will be hard for you to be Sus but I know you can do it Gregory!

[star-going-supernova]

(if I've broken the prompt rules I apologise I couldn't find them) I would absolutely adore if you continued the Coroline prompt. You do such amazing loving body horror (certain BatIM fics of yours comes to mind). Also faced with the harsh outside and having experienced the warmth and love of the animatronics Gregory has much less to fight to return to than Coroline did. Also one other mother vs 6/7 big ass animatronics, odds ain't in his favour.

Tumblr generated prompt (yes I’m still working on those!) number 5 was a free space, so I decided to use it for this! There was some interest in seeing a continuation of Blind Eyes and I am not above flattery, lol (also, here's my prompt rules page for anyone looking for it!). I debated long and hard on whether or not to have Gregory actually agree, and I think I’m happy with my decision. :) Warning for the stabbing of a child, and also, you saw the prompts. You know where this is going ;)

New Eyes

It was like the universe was conspiring against him. A mere two days—two days!—after he escaped out into the cold night, shivering more from fear than the chill, and swore to himself never to return to the pizzaplex, Gregory was back in the pizzaplex. 

And it was not by choice. 

He’d literally been kidnapped from his cardboard box shelter and dragged into the one building that he feared going into most. Yes, more than the CPS offices or, like, a police station. He’d fought the masked woman, half convinced she was somehow working for the animatronics, but she’d injected something into his arm that made it really hard to keep his eyes open and even harder to move. 

And that was how he found himself on the floor of a storage room. The door locked behind his abductor, leaving him alone as he slowly regained control of his body. 

Joke was on her, though. He was already eyeing the vent as he got his wobbly legs under himself. 

Gregory just wanted to get out of the pizzaplex before he could be found by someone more dangerous than his literal kidnapper. That was all he was asking for. Such a small, simple thing. He already knew the place’s layout and most of its secrets, even. What could go wrong?

Four hours and many, many harrowing close calls later, Gregory stared in numb shock down at the knife sticking out of his chest and realized—everything. 

There was a rush of movement and noise around him that he didn’t pay any attention to. He couldn’t look away from the growing stain of blood soaking into his shirt. It was stupid, but all he could think was, She ruined my favorite shirt. Scratch that, my only shirt. Now I have to steal a new one, ugh. 

It was as the sharp, burning pain began to fade and his blinks started to last longer that it occurred to Gregory that—oh. He wouldn’t need to worry about acquiring a new shirt. 

He was going to die. 

Struck through with panic, Gregory jolted back into himself after having felt very far away and scrambled just to grab on to something—something solid and grounding. His hand latched on to a piece of metal that his mind had a hard time accepting as Freddy’s arm. 

More awareness returned. 

Freddy was cradling him to his chest and walking the fastest he could without breaking into a run—the fastest he could without jostling Gregory. Ears ringing, it took Gregory another moment to comprehend the deep, soothing sound of his voice: “Hang on, superstar, just hang on. You will be all right, I promise.” 

Gregory involuntarily whimpered. He reached for the knife, thoughtless, and another hand appeared to catch his and gently guide it away. Chica’s hand, from over his head. 

“That creep probably snatched him and had him all this time,” Roxy snarled from somewhere behind Freddy. 

“Shouldn’t’ve given her such a quick end,” Monty agreed with a growl. 

Even if Gregory had had the wherewithal to really understand what was happening, he wouldn’t have corrected them. Let them think his disappearance from their lives hadn’t been his choice. They couldn’t get mad at him for it, then.

He realized belatedly that he was crying, silent tears sliding unendingly down his cheeks. Freddy glanced down at him, just once, and his jaw creaked as he clenched it tight. 

“Hurts,” Gregory whined. He tried to grab the knife again, born of a very childlike insistence that getting rid of the thing that hurt got rid of the hurt. Chica once more intercepted him. The fleeting thought that she had probably been doing this longer than he’d been aware passed there and gone through his mind. 

Everything was kind of blurry and too loud and moving too fast, so when Chica reassured him, “It’ll stop soon, and you’ll be right as rain,” Gregory could only think she meant that he’d stop hurting when he died. His lungs hitched. 

A while later, during which he’d closed his eyes and drifted without really noticing or meaning to, he was tugged back to reality when Freddy shifted him and started to set him down. And instead of the soft give of a cushion beneath him, it felt like Gregory was being carefully lowered into an oddly shaped hole. Something that was just his size and shape… 

When it clicked, he sucked in a frightened breath and tried to lean up into Freddy and away from the metal animatronic suit. “N-no, please,” he stuttered. 

“I know you are scared, superstar,” Freddy said, almost painfully gentle and understanding. “But it will be over quickly, I promise. I cannot lose you.” 

Gregory shook his head, tears coursing faster down his cheeks. “Please don’t,” he whispered, and he hiccuped, which turned into a wheezy cough. “I can’t—”

“Hush, we have you,” Freddy soothed. Someone else was carefully arranging Gregory’s limp limbs while Freddy held up his head and torso. Cold metal slid along his legs and wrapped around his wrists. It didn’t hurt, not yet. 

He shuddered, remembering the vicious spikes lining the spine. The knife jostled, and Gregory’s vision and hearing went fuzzy for a moment. He came back slowly, to a chorus of frantic whispers above him. 

“Freddy,” Gregory said, barely loud enough to hear himself, and he didn’t know what he wanted, what he was begging for. 

“Quickly now,” said Bonnie’s voice. More hands skimmed over him, adjusting his body. “He doesn’t have much longer.” 

A hand that he knew was Freddy’s brushed through his bangs. Gregory couldn’t open his eyes. “It is time, superstar, for you to come home.” 

If anyone else said anything to him after that, Gregory didn’t hear them. He knew only a shocking amount of pain as the knife was pulled free, and he was shoved down into the body of the suit. 

Sharp, bright points of agony lit up along his back, and he knew only distantly that his mouth fell open in a silent scream, all the air already having been punched from his lungs with the removal of the blade. He lost all sensation below his neck as the worst of the spikes pierced through him, and Gregory was just awake enough to start to choke on blood before the light beyond his eyelids went dark. 

Cold metal closed over his face, pressing along his wet cheeks and cradling his jaw and forehead. It was almost like a stiff, full body hug, a weight that was nearly comforting. He was surrounded and immobile and dying and cold, but he deliriously thought he could feel the love poured into every screw and spring and sleek curve of metal. It was made for him. 

There was a snap, or a vibration, or a tightening pressure against his skin—or maybe all three—and then with an all-encompassing sparky sort of jolt that was more warm than painful, Gregory blacked out. 

And later, much later, when he woke, he saw the world through new eyes.

[uvpartybomb]

Gregory, do you see the small vent on the floor? Have you ever heard of AMONG US, Gregory? You need to VENT. I know it will be hard for you to be SUS but i know you can do it Gregory

Anon, this is the best ask we've gotten this week.

Also this perfectly captures our Gregory /sys

[cicos-macos]

A little fanfiction on what could happen in the future DLC's of Security Breach.

Warning: SUPER long post. I will be talking about the story and every character in the game. Also, obviously.......... spoiler warning.

Let's start off with the obvious: Cassie is stuck at the bottom of the Pizzaplex.

The DLC option doesn't immediately jump to the game itself, but rather the DLC menu - and there is quite a lot of space beneath "Save Gregory".

"Escape with Cassie" is the next possibility, where she and Roxy try to climb up through the ruined Pizzaplex with the Mimic on their tail. The V.A.N.N.I mask isn't helpful anymore, because M.X.E.S is deactivated. They join forces with the other animatronics due to the Mimic now solely focused on hunting them down, giving them free will of their own and their original personality back. As they climb up and get near the Roxy Raceway, they meet up with Gregory, Vanessa and Freddy (now fixed up by Vanessa) who explain the situation. They all manage to leave the Pizzaplex, but not before the final showdown with the Mimic.

As for the animatronics:

ROXY: Obviously the new protector. Nothing much to say. Her personality gets fleshed out and she reveals how she felt like she didn't have control over herself before the Pizzaplex turned to ruin. Roxy could be kind of like a death prevention - she swoops in and pushes the Mimic away from Cassie, preventing the kill.

CHICA: If you gave her the voicebox: Chica approaches Cassie in a friendly manner, thanking her for returning it to her. From that point on, it becomes possible for Chica to help Cassie out alongside Roxy - Chica could temporarily stun the Mimic and the endoskeletons for a few seconds, allowing Cassie to escape. Otherwise, I don't see her helping out.

MONTY: In OG Security Breach, I can only assume that the second hit in the death cutscene was the cause for his animalistic behavior. Maybe it damaged his wiring to a barely salvageable level? In any case, he's not dead, but barely holding on. Being electrocuted isn't a small thing, so he turns into those kinds of NPCs. The ones that Just Exist. If you have both Roxy and Chica at your side, you can choose who picks him up to carry him out of the Pizzaplex, but he insists on helping out. He can crawl his way through small spaces, vents and passages and open up a path with his claws for the group without any endos attacking him. Otherwise, Cassie will have to risk herself to do that and it would be very difficult.

BONNIE: After disabling all of the wet floor bots, his consciousness is transfered from their remnants into his body, getting him back on his feet. He doesn't join right away, but instead, near the second half of the DLC. His ability could be super-hearing and nimbleness, pitching in when the Mimic is getting close, while jumping over the rubble and evading its attacks. The areas are barely visible without the V.A.N.N.I mask.

ECLIPSE: After Sun and Moon join forces and bodies and minds and whatnot, they join in as not only moral support, but a link for all the animatronics. Let's say Roxy is very torn on seeing Freddy after all this, but Eclipse helps her understand. Let's say Chica and Roxy need to do a task together - Eclipse helps them coordinate it. They wouldn't really be gameplay related but get a LOT of dialogue, fleshed out personality etc.

FREDDY / GREGORY / VANESSA: They're still at the Pizzaplex. The Mimic cut Gregory off while he was talking to Cassie before the elevator dropped down. Vanessa can reactivate M.X.E.S for a short period of time, giving her the ability to control endoskeletons and potentially damage the Mimic. Gregory can stealth his way around and open doors / press buttons / disable things. Freddy was fixed by Vanessa, and has his old features back - hiding in the stomach hatch and stuff, but it's only available to Gregory.

You could have various different endings depending on what animatronics you bring along. You could also get revenge on Gregory, even if, during the story, it is revealed that the Mimic cut him off. In any case, those that do escape the Pizzaplex are fixed up at Vanessa's place, with the M.X.E.S antivirus installed in their servers. Happy ending is all that I care about. They all live happily ever after. The End.

With this being said, honestly, a Security Breach RPG would be fucking fantastic lmao.

[elizabethlailfricked]

gregory, do you see the small vent on the floor? have you ever heard of among us, gregory? you need to vent. i know it will be hard for you to be sus but i know you can do it gregory.

[gh0stface-k1sser]

Gregory do you see the small vent in the floor? Have you ever heard of among us, Gregory? You need to vent. I know it will be hard for you to be sus but I know you can do it Gregory

[crowisinthetrash]

Gregory do you see the small vent in the floor? Have you ever heard of among us, Gregory? You need to vent. I know it will be hard for you to be sus but I know you can do it Gregory

PLEASE

😭😭😭

[yoursminehourss]

Gregory do you see the small vent in the floor? Have you ever heard of among us, Gregory? You need to vent. I know it will be hard for you to be sus but I know you can do it Gregory

NOT THIS FUCKING THING AGAIN

[chariix-creates]

Gregory, do you see the small vent on the floor? Have you ever heard of Among Us, Gregory? You need to vent. I know it will be hard for you to be sus, but i know you can do it Gregory

Hello Quinny.

[grizzlyofthesea]

Guess who downloaded Among Us.

I know it's kind of a dead meme at this point, but it's pretty fun as long as you don't get stuck with the wrong people. I love being a crewmate, especially when I catch an impostor. I hate being an impostor because it's stressful. It's exciting, but I'm a horrible liar. I've gotten away with some dumb stuff, though.

Anyway, have this drawing. It looks kind of bad because I drew it in the dark during a movie we were watching in my psychology class.

And some captions. I didn't bother writing them on the paper because my handwriting is small and messy.

Regiomontanus (me): Guys, I was in navigation, I swear!

April: Oh, come on, Gio. You're literally shaking. You're even worse at lying than Donnie.

Donnie: ...Just for that, I'm voting you out, April.

Maybe I'll draw little crewmate beans for the turtles and April, too. :)

[aura-acolyte]

Marie Lillian Birch, do you like Among Us?

gregory, do you see that small vent on the floor? have you ever heard of among us, gregory? you need to vent. i know it will be hard for you to be sus but i know you can do it gregory.

[superherokisser]

Gregory do you see the small vent in the floor? Have you ever heard of among us, Gregory? You need to vent. I know it will be hard for you to be sus but I know you can do it Gregory

HELPDJJDJDJ😭😭

[star-going-supernova]

Star I'm such a fan of your stories and had a very fun idea based on GGY and wanted to see if you could do something with it

So there this whole think about GGY and Dr.Rabbit and Greg and it make me thought; what if Gregory was working with vanny and had his own costume and stuff,

Tony got lured to the Pizzaplex at the end of the story so It would be cool to see how he would deal against the whole band and 2 crazy 🐰 🗡 killers

Thank you! I'm glad you enjoy them, friend!

Oh man, I'm gonna be totally honest, I don't know who half those characters are. I don't read the books, I'm afraid, and based on what little I know about this whole GGY thing, it's not a what-if or backstory that I have any interest in.

That being said, here's a little mini ficlet for you!

• • •

Alec turned the lock with a sigh of relief, jelly-legged from their desperate sprint. "That'll keep her out," he panted, turning away from the door.

Hands braced on his knees, Gregory sent him a weak thumbs-up as he tried to catch his breath.

It wasn't a large room, and at first glance, there was no other way out. Nevertheless, he poked around, searching for a vent. He'd barely pushed some boxes aside when he heard a click and the sound of the door opening. Alec whirled around. "Wait! She might still be—"

Gregory glanced over at him as the bunny lady stepped into the room. Instead of stabbing Gregory, though, her creepy red eyes turned toward Alec.

He... he'd let her in.

Alec stared, uncomprehending.

"I usually let the game go on for longer," Gregory said casually. "It's fun to see them really get their hopes up, y'know? But this was just too good."

A muffled chuckle came from inside the suit's head. The killer lady reached out and fondly ruffled Gregory's hair.

Shaking his head, Alec inched away from them, but the room was just so small. It had no other exits. "But I... I trusted you."

"Yeah," Gregory said, nodding. The bunny lady approached, knife glinting, and Alec tripped to the floor in a useless, panicked attempt to run when there was nowhere to go. "They always do."

[g0ttal0ve101]

Gregory do you see the small vent in the floor? Have you ever heard of among us, Gregory? You need to vent. I know it will be hard for you to be sus but I know you can do it Gregory

GREGORY 😖 AGH 😫 HELP 🥺 I GOT MY FAZBALLS STUCK IN THE DOOR 🚪🗣️🗣️‼️