#phobia the awakening

[bear-boi-5]

Prolonged Eye Contact

Not me forgetting to post this last night

One of my favourite art tropes with fnaf/fangame fanart is having the ones fooled by masks be confused by the night guard wearing it while the ones not fooled just stare at them in disbelief

5am at Freddy's the Sequel frfr

[minty-the-demon]

I feel like the band in Showman’s/Phobia: The Awakening would sound like a kid-friendly version of Julien-K.

[crazycoke-addict]

Phobia: the awakening

I don't think I ever been obsessed with a fnaf fan game than I ever been with a fnaf fan games. I think that fnaf has been the most impactful game and has been influence for indie game developers. The concept of the fnaf is so creepy, disturbing and terrifying than there are many indie game developers dipped their toe into making their own version with characters they have created themselves. However I think Phobia the awakening is different but still has the fnaf stuff in.

The Inspiration

So let's start with what Phobia the awakening is where it originated. If ever played the game than you'll notice the animatronics are very familiar and that's because they are. The game was inspired by an Australian kids show called The Wiggles and I grew up watching the guys you see in the same. They are the original four, Anthony the blue wiggle, Jeff the purple wiggle, greg the yellow wiggle and murray the red wiggle. There is also fifth character whose like an honary wiggle name Captain Feathersword. The wiggle is still going but now there are new members. They do occasionally appear in the show playing different characters and participate in important events like Christmas. The game itself was inspired by these creepy puppets they did for specials and I didn't knew they existed.

Jimmy the elf is connected to the wiggles but as a christmas song not a character. There are more members that have been added because they didn't got a puppet made for them. But i think play a part in the lore.

The original Idea

Phobia the awakening wasn't what it was going to be like we see and play. It was originally called Bought to Life and it was going to similar to fnaf help wanted flat mode. The original idea was that there were four levels that would set the player in different location. The one that ended up making to the new game was in the warehouse. The warehouse in bought to life is different to the warehouse we play in phobia the awakening. First the warehouse was still in its construction form if you will and instead of jimmy the elf in front of you it was an endoskeleton.

The animatronics appeared to be worn and dirty especially what the lore in tells so that could be the reason why. They also felt like an AI robot mixed between as the creepy puppet instead of the realistic humaniod animatronic that we see in Phobia the awakening. Another set that was going to take place was in the bedroom which was inspired by fnaf 4.

Lore and theories

Even though this is the first game. It has given us a fair amount of lore as well for us to create theories. The lore we get are from Matthew who talks to us through the phone during our nights as well as the vhs tapes that are scattered around in each night. You also play a protagonist name Mark.

So I wanna discuss about the messages we get from Matthew since he talks about some information about the pizzeria. According to Matthew, Wiggle Pizzahouse was opened in 1991 and was closed in 1998 due to the finical issues. Years have gone by and they decided to reopened the pizzeria. There are many animatronics but only a few manage to still work as all those years of being in the warehouse. During the nights, Matthew would give them an update on the animatronics and in Night 4 he says that someone must've turn them on and off because they are now acting out and said they are going to scapped them. However in night 5, Mark returns and Matthew finds out and is upset with him but tells him to finish the shift. However after you beat night 5, there is a cut scene where Mark wakes up in a different part of the warehouse. The greg animatronic comes closer to him and stuffs him in an animatronic suit.

In the office and in the cut scene, there are 3 missing persons posters. One of the things that Matthew fails to mentioned is that there was an incident happened on April 12th 1996. Now let's talk about the tapes.

In each night a tape would spawn in different locations. However you need to make sure you have all 5 tapes before you get the 6th tape. In the first tape, it says that this took place on September 22 2007 where they are testing the Marruy animatronic to see if it still works well however the end is him having his eye pupils light up and leaning towards the camera. The next tape shows up blueprints on some of the animatronics and announcement to the employees where they found out someone has reactive their AI so now they can't be deactivated. They also tell staff to not go near the animatronics for safety reasons. Matthew does mentioned this in night 4. In the 3rd tape, the camera facing unfinished version of the anothony animatronic meaning that the murray test must've happened after. You hear conversations happened where one person doesn't think its a good idea to reopened the pizzeria after what happened. It ends with the animatronic's eye moving. The 4th tape is a testing for Captain Feathersword however the video ends up with the employee being murdered by the animatronic. The 5th tape is an announcement that reads

"Warning to all employees- Stay away from all animatronics at all costs. This includes the various endoskeletons inside the warehouse. Stay out of the warehouse. Please refrain from telling friends or family about the issue. We will be dismantling the animatronics tonight. Thank you for your cooperation."

The 6th tape is titled "Timmy's birthday". We see a dark room and a deep distorted voice telling a story about a boy name Timmy who went to Wiggle Pizzahouse along with his 2 best friends to celebrate his 12th birthday however the day didn't well due him and his friend being murdered by someone. The 6th tape is the most important went it comes to lore since there are few hints that somehing bad happened in the pizzeria and why the company was probably having troubles on keeping it opened until 1998.

When it comes to theories I believe there are lot of questions but there are some that have been answered while others are still unknown. The first one being who possesss which animatronic? I think it easy to says who possesses whom based off their last name. Timmy's last name is Cook and he shares the same last night name as Murray the red wiggle meaning that he is possessing that animatronic. One of his friend whose last name is Fett would have to be 100% possessing the Jeff animatronic. However the 3rd friend whose name is David Smith is a mystery. There is no cast member with the last name Smith. However I'm going to guess that he may be possessing Captain Feathersword. It's unknown whose possessing Greg and Anthony however I do hope that we may get the answer in the sequel.

Another question that could answered is what were the animatronics that Matthew was refering to. He could be talking about the other characters who are Wags the dog, Henry the octopus and Dorothy the dinosaur. They never got a puppet of their own which could be a way to say that their own animatronics are out of commission. It's possible it doesn't mean anything but could come up in future games.

[elecballoon]

I know this is outta nowhere and doesnt really fit my blog at this state

but here have a

💥 Totally real Showman's Pizza Place poster ✨️

And a few other tings

Check out Showman's: The Awakening when it releases

If you can't wait, go play Phobia: The Awakening

Both are great FNaF fangames inspired by the Wiggles puppets, but Showman's will be tons more original :]

[owleri]

It says a lot about these puppets that somebody decided to make a FNAF fangame based on them.

People watching the latest Defunctland video on the Wiggles and being horrified at the mascot costumes never had to live through the horror of the wiggles puppets from the late 90s: 

[rapidhighway]

I think Angel Island has lots of plants that are extinct on the surface, and probably lots of fruits and vegetables that evolved differently because of altitude and animals on the island and it's all so good and tasty but I also imagine Knuckles bringing his friends some special fruit and it's like that banana without gmo picture with like one billion seeds inside

[murray-the-walking-iron-husk]

'Hello from the Far Side' By Murray

"Hello"

"It's me"

"I've been wondering why I haven't seen @shining-comets-rp"

[awakentrashpanda]

Here’s a question about Monika what do they have a phobia of?

She actually has several phobias 

Antrophobia (fear of people)

Spectrophobia (fear of mirrors)

Hydrophobia (fear of water)

Iatrophobia (fear of doctors)

Nosocomephobia (fear of hospitals)

Philophobia (fear of love) [Specifically the romantic kind and her case]

[greg-the-filthcaked-obscenity]

Introducing: Greg

Meet Greg.

He’s a sadistic piece of crap, and probably the ugliest Wiggle ever to be wrenched into existence(second only to Jeff, but we’ll discuss him later.)

Greg has a problem. Well, most of these robots have a problem, but Greg’s is a little on the...serious...side.

Yeah... he jams puppet heads onto people. Not a good look.

[geisttheawkwardnerd]

I can't believe that The Wiggles of all things is sorta working in conjunction with me realizing my horrible eating habits from this week and looking up ways to decrease stress to convince me to eat healthier.

[psych0t1c-bread]

I'm writing a scary part of my chapter right now and. Augh. I'm reawakening BAD memories

[bear-boi-5]

Weirdest thing I've made fanart of

So I just found out about a game called Phobia the Awakening which is a FNAF fangame based on the old Wiggles puppets from the late 90s.

If you don't know, the Wiggles is an Australian kids show featuring 4 main cast members and some extra characters, the most notable ones being Captain Feathersword (the unofficial 5th Wiggle), Dorothy the Dinosaur, Wags the Dog and Henry the Octopus. The main 4 Wiggles (from the old series that went from 1991 to around the 2010s, something like that) are Greg the Yellow Wiggle, Anthony the Blue Wiggle, Murray the Red Wiggle and Jeff the Purple Wiggle

They have a new cast for the Wiggles but they just aren't the ogs- I'm sorry- Wake Up Jeff is nicer to say than Wake Up Lachie

I love the Wiggles and even got to meet the original Yellow Wiggle, Greg, last year and have his signature which was like so fucking insane to me

But anyways, Phobia the Awakening is, like I said, based on the old Wiggles puppets. They used these occasionally in segments of shows and had the original 4, Captain Feathersword and a one off character called Jimmy the Elf for a Christmas song, these puppets were freaky asf and I kinda remember seeing them, just look em up and see for yourself.

Being a FNAF fan and growing up with the Wiggles as a lil Aussie kid made me really interested in this game. I found out about it through the YouTuber UhYeah and watched some playthroughs from Dawko and FusionZGamer tho they never completed it which is sad.

Definitely the weirdest thing I've made fanart of but I'm definitely that person who just becomes weirdly interested in things people don't really talk about

[mr-kriiingle]

op why did you have to turn off the reblogs for the on the scale of 1 to 10 how homophobic is ur dad poll......

[bixels]

3 houses.

Thinking about Fire Emblem: Awakening again. Any Awakening fans in chat?

[elecballoon]

Very much not an expert on costumes and cosplay creation

But here’s my attempt at recreating the mask of The Figure from Phobia: The Awakening

[scarnatlover]

Yours is in red underlined

Pairing: Natasha Romanoff x Electrokinesis!Reader

Summary: Years ago, Natasha Romanoff and Y/N Y/L/N, a Red Room guard, shared a forbidden love. Y/N helped Natasha escape, but was captured and brainwashed by HYDRA, losing all memory of their love. Years later, they meet again as enemies, but Natasha still recognizes Y/N as the woman she once loved. Determined to uncover her lost memories, Natasha begins a painful fight to awaken Y/N and free her from HYDRA's influence. Will Natasha be able to rekindle the spark between her and Y/N or will theirs be forgotten hearts forever?

Warnings: dark themes, violence, torture, whipping, restraining, cutting, skin, sewing, brainwashing, blood, gore, name calling, mention of death, fainting.

Fear.

What is fear?.

“Emotional state consisting of a sense of insecurity, confusion and anxiety in the face of a real or imaginary danger or in the face of something or a fact that is or is believed to be harmful: more or less intense depending on the person and the circumstances, it takes on the character of a strong and sudden disturbance, which also manifests itself with physical reactions, when the danger comes unexpectedly, takes you by surprise or in any case appears imminent”: definition of fear

“Again”

It is a primary emotion, present since always in both the human race and the animal kingdom. Like all emotions, fear has an adaptive function, in fact it protects the individual in the face of a danger or a threat (real or imaginary) and is invaluable from the first years of life.

“You were nothing before we found you”.

We refer to fear with different terms based on its degree of intensity: Fear, Anxiety, Fear, Phobia, Panic, Terror and Horror.

Fear is the least intense form of fear and is determined when a situation promises pleasure but, at the same time, also pain: there is the perception of the possibility of losing pleasure, but one still moves towards it. In this case the threat of pain and that of pleasure are equivalent, generating a situation of conflict while waiting for some clue capable of tipping the scales to one side or the other.

Fear emerges when the context is dominated by the threat of pain or its perception: in this case one is pervaded by the desire to escape or in any case to distance oneself from the source of pain, whether real or imaginary. When the anxiety in front of a certain object, animal or event is considerable and cannot be controlled by reason, it is called phobia.

This causes a reaction that is significantly disproportionate to the situation being faced. For this reason, the subject who has phobias carefully avoids all situations that could trigger his anxiety. Therefore, his social life can be significantly affected. Examples include claustrophobia, agoraphobia, and centrophobia. When fear is at its maximum and is charged with a premonition of death, it is called panic. This is defined by Galimberti as an "acute episode of anxiety characterized by emotional tension and intolerable terror that hinders adequate organization of thought and action". The panic situation is related to claustrophobia.

Terror is the extreme form of fear, even more intense than panic, where the impulse to escape is so high that an immediate solution is sought: in this case the individual chooses to retreat inside himself. Terror is a real escape inward, so much so that the muscles can become paralyzed in an attempt to reduce the sensitivity of the organism during the presumed or real agony.

Horror is a feeling of strong fear and disgust aroused by what appears cruel and repugnant in a physical or moral sense. By extension, horror can indicate a fact, an object or a situation that arouses such a feeling.

“You will never be enough”

Many people have common fears, but you. Oh, if only I had only a few. There are so many that you probably don’t even know them all. But no fear you have ever felt can be compared to what you felt in those moments.

In the moments when you were tied to the bed, with ropes that left marks on your wrists, when they pushed your head under water and continued to do so until you passed out, when they left you in a small room without food and water for days. And the memories continue. Those memories that every day, constantly, cloud your mind, make you feel even more angry towards the people who took you. For the conditions in which they made you live. For how they changed you.

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The footsteps that echoed in the hallway, getting closer and closer to your room, were heavy, full of anger and rage. Somehow, it gave you a very clear idea of ​​what was waiting for you.

Those same footsteps stopped right in front of your door, then slammed it open and entered that small space where you are forced to spend your few free moments.

“Get up” said the hoarse voice of the man in front of you. “You’ve done it big this time, you mutt” he approached, forcefully lifting you to your feet.

You stumbled, but the strong grip the man had on your arm prevented you from falling. The two of you walked in a direction that was now familiar to you. The red door, given by the rust that had formed on it, was getting closer and closer, and with it the consequences of his actions.

The two guards in front of the door moved when they saw you coming and opened the door, both with an evil smile plastered on their faces, knowing exactly what was about to happen to you and ready to hear the noises they would hear.

The guard who had initially escorted you now led you to the center of the room. It had no windows, the only light came from a light bulb attached to the ceiling, right above you, the stone walls almost made you feel the pain that the other test subjects and prisoners had felt and among those screams of pain, you could hear yours too.

The guard made you undress, leaving you only in your underwear. The chains that he then tied to your limbs were heavy. Those same chains that you had been attached to for hours were sometimes no longer your first thought, not even the noise of the whip with the metal tip, which dragged along the floor emitting an annoying screech. No, your only thought was whether you would actually come out alive, and if so, how much longer you would last. He circled you, stopping right in front of you and lifting your head with a knife.

“Were these not enough for you?” he asked, smiling evilly at you and tracing the scars on the sides of your mouth with the tip of the knife. “Obviously not,” he pressed against your cheek, glaring at you with hatred and causing a few drops of your blood to fall to the ground.

You still remember the pain and the satisfied face of the person who had caused them. You remember one of your attackers holding your head still while the other, without flinching, pushed the blade against your skin. You remember your eyes filling with tears and the two of them laughing at the scene. You remember your mouth filling with blood, that metallic taste that was unknown to you before, now oh so familiar. You remember being taken to a doctor who, without caring about your pain, began to sew your cheeks back together.

He spat at you, then returned to his starting position behind you.

Your back arched as the whip came into abrupt contact with your skin. Your hands gripped the chains so tight that if they had been normal, they would have broken. You could feel the skin splitting open, wounds that were now almost completely healed reopening, blood running down your back. You felt like you were on fire. The subsequent lashes were never in the same place, but each time they hit an open wound it felt like a limb was being torn from your body. You could hear the laughter of the man behind you and, unfortunately thanks to your super soldier hearing, that of the guards outside the door.

You were always taught never to grimace in pain or show signs of weakness in general. Maybe that's why you didn't cry; or maybe, more simply, because you didn't have the strength to do so. The first few times they tortured you, your screams could be heard from thousands of miles away, but now it was as if they had ripped out your vocal cords. You didn't even know what your voice sounded like anymore. Was it high-pitched, like the little girl who was kidnapped all those years ago, or hoarse, like the monster they created, or soft, like you spoke to that red-haired Russian girl you'd met all those years ago, during your time in the Red Room? You couldn't have known that. 

You didn’t know if your mind went blank for the rest of the punishment or if you fainted, you just knew that you didn’t feel the last lashes. It was almost as if your body was a mannequin. You could feel the skin of the whip on your skin, but you didn’t feel any pain. But you could see, or imagine, a very well defined, but above all very familiar silhouette. That very bright red hair, those sharp green eyes, those full lips, that body, those shapes that some time ago had been your favorite.

Natalia. Your Natalia. The girl you, against your will, began training during your time in the Red Room after the unexpected death of your predecessor. The girl with whom you formed an unbreakable bond in such a short time. The girl who introduced you to that feeling that still consumes you just thinking about it.

You muttered her name under your breath, but in that dark, windowless room, the sound was amplified. And, unfortunately for you, the murmur of that name, which even now, years later, still instilled fear, was heard by your torturer. He stopped, the hand that held the whip still behind his head, ready to deliver yet another violent and painful lash. His face showed shock and disbelief, but it was quickly replaced by an expression of anger mixed with terror. He quickly dropped the whip, and quickly returned in front of you, kneeling down and forcefully cupping your face in his hands, his fingers applying pressure against the hideous scars on your cheeks.

“What the fuck did you just say, mutt?” he spat, his spit landing on your face. You closed your eyes, not wanting to look into the eyes of the man in front of you. You tried to hide your face by turning it towards the floor, but his grip was too tight. “Say that again, if you dare.”

Silence.

The small, dark, gray room was deadly silent. The only sound that could be heard was the mix of yours and his labored breathing. You looked up at the man’s eyes, but this time there was no more anger or fear on his face, replaced by a smirk.

“Did I hear that right?” he began, after you whispered the forbidden name again. “Is that the name of that cheating bitch Black Widow? The girl who made you weak? The bitch who’s the reason these scars were made on your face?” he laughed.

“Did you really think she fell in love with you, that you two had something special? Oh, honey, she just used you to escape that shithole that is the Red Room. No one could love a monster, not a murderer, not even a monster himself,” he continued.

“I’m not a monster,” you muttered, watching the man’s face harden and turn red with anger. “You made me one,” you spat in his face, smiling at his shocked face. Apart from the first few times, you had never spoken to anyone like that, too scared of the consequences. But you had nothing left to lose.

He looked at you for a few seconds and then called out to the guards outside the door. They untied you from the heavy chains and forcefully dragged you out of the small room, walking down the long corridor that smelled of death, probably from the multitude of now-deceased bodies that remained in the basement to rot.

They pushed you into another room, this time much larger and much brighter thanks to the many lights, but still without windows. You realized how heavy the consequences of your actions would be only when you saw the chair in the middle of the room, surrounded by all the other utensils.

“No no no no, please. I’ll be good, I swear. Please, I beg you. Everything but the chair” you screamed, your voice full of terror. They ignored you, without even deigning to look at you and, with a few struggles, they tied you to the seat. You started to squirm, trying in every way to free yourself from the straps, but one of the two guards, positioning himself behind the chair, held your face still while the other, after briefly heating the blade of his knife with a blowtorch, started to cut your cheeks, in the exact same spot as the original carvings.

This time, unlike before, you screamed in pain, hot tears streaming down your face and mixing with the blood, landing on your wounds and starting to burn. This went on for quite some time, the guard only stopping when a deep, raspy voice ordered him to stop and move away from your painful form. Your vision was blurry, the figure in front of you unidentifiable, but that didn’t matter. He touched your cut and bloody cheeks, pressing hard against the cuts, making you moan in pain. “Oh, how I love it when whores like you moan for me,” he muttered. He motioned for another individual to come over and position the machine above your head in the correct position. The iron was cold against your skin, which brought relief for a millisecond.

“Wipe her,” he ordered, not a shred of hesitation in his words.

“But Sir, she is too weak. She may not survive,” another voice replied, higher pitched and with an Eastern European accent, very different from your Western one

“I told you to do something, and you will do it, without question. Wipe her.”

The doctor approached the control panel of the machine, and with uncertainty, he lowered a large lever and immediately the room echoed for a second time with your cries of pain. The procedure took a long time, almost longer than usual, but it was much less precise and effective, since the last thing you thought about before giving in to the pain and passing out was the very person who put you in these conditions.

Natalia Romanova.