#switch!helpy

[feralthembo]

i dislike that i cannot hack my mood instability to calm down but also freaking out with my hands is a good way to prevent screaming and i bet im gonna start being a lot more autistic in public after confirming that it helps.........

[maiko-coy]

So i made this AU last year-- Its basically a switched role AU: the main casts gets their role switched with the side characters. I only got to design Glamrock Sun + Moon (whoops DNOJWNE)

It's suppose to be: Sun + Moon <--> Freddy Fazbear DJ Music Man <--> Montgomery Gator Helpy <--> Glamrock Chica MapBot (yes Mapbot) <--> Roxanne Wolf

[bluesgrxce]

Michael Afton x Reader

A story in which you help Michael (and Helpy! 💖) run their little pizzeria restaurant

[Part 2]

"Mike... I need you for a second!"

Your call echoed throughout the cramped halls of the pizzeria. It didn't take long for your husband to enter the dining hall from one of the hallways. 

"...Yes, love?"

Oh, he knew he was in trouble. He always used that sweet, innocent British accent and kept his hands politely behind his back. He knew this act of his made your heart throb and he used it to his advantage whenever possible. But you couldn't let him get out of this one- Not this one. 

You pointed to the far corner of the dining hall. "I thought we agreed no discount ball pits."

Not even calling it 'discount' would do it justice. It was a flimsy cardboard box filled with ballpit balls and a wooden plank as a diving board. Heck, the ladder didn't exactly look safe to climb on either. 

"A-Ah." Michael tensed. "Yes, but..."

"But what? Look at the box- Only toddlers could fit in it! And that isn't if the diving board doesn't break under their weight beforehand! How would the kids play on it?"

He scratched his face nervously. "It isn't for the kids."

"Then who is it for?"

Helpy waddled in the room from the same hallway Michael came out of. He wrapped his stubby arms around your leg and gazed at you with those glassy, faux eyes of his. You gave him a kind yet forced smile.

He had basically become like an adopted child (Or pet, both would be correct) after you and Michael began working on the pizzeria. Helpy actually believed Michael was his father due to the silly bear mask he wore, and Michael's daddy issues were too strong for him to resist, so you were deemed the other parent by default. 

And now he looked like a kid begging their parent for a toy at the store... Wait, why did he look like-

Your expression switched to shock. You gave your husband a glance that said 'Really?' He nodded and shrugged. 'Really.'

...This was weird as hell. But it was oddly endearing too, in a way. You gave Helpy an awkward pat on the head.

"Okay... You decided to spend, what, like thirty dollars just to give him a-" You hesitated. "I guess it's a toy which he'll probably only use once?"

"I doubt he'll only use it once. He's very easily entertained." His point was proven by how Helpy was tugging on your pants with childlike amusement. "And he wanted it so, so badly. He gets to test everything else out. Why not let him try this?"

"You spoil him."

"I can't help it," He dryly muttered. "I'll make sure to take it down before we open for business, but just let him have his fun for now."

You hummed lowly, not convinced. But after taking another peek at your robot bear child/pet thingy, you knew you couldn't say no to a face like that. These boys and their charming acts will be the death of me.

You sighed, "Fine."

Helpy cheered and went to climb the ladder. Michael wrapped an arm around your shoulder to help ease the anxiety of watching him nearly fall multiple times. He did a giddy dance as he prepared to take the leap. 

He jumped.

Crack!

...What?

It happened in the blink of an eye. One second, he was plummeting in the air. The next, he's lying on the cold, hard floor. His head was turned and his eyes were shut peacefully. It seemed like he was sleeping, but he couldn't be. He wasn't moving. Not even a twitch.

"Oh... Oh fuck. Fuck, Michael, he's d--"

Helpy's head cracked back into place. He bounced up with a greater level of energy before, a jolly grin and clapping his hands cutely. He went straight up the ladder again and took another leap. He landed in the ballpit with a huge splash this time. 

You couldn't have been more in shock, but Michael simply stood there casually. You glared at him. "What in the world just happened?" 

"Helpy had an accident, is all." He pressed you against himself reassuringly. "He's a robot, darling. I wouldn't have let him go up there if he couldn't handle it."

...Yup, these boys would definitely be the death of you.

[iguessthisisanewobsession]

It takes a mob pt. 7

Previous

First

Ao3

Bill thought the kid’s first introduction went pretty well all things considered.

“Well aren’t you a littl’ dumpling? Yes, yes you are. Oh you’re going to be so distracting! I need to call in Gabe. Bill! Who’s his mother? Why is he here!?”

With a grunt he placed another bag on the rack,

“Why do you assume it’s mine?!”

“Well, he ain’t Marv’s, that’s dam for sure! And he better not be Kenny’s! I taught him better than that and I am too dam young to be a Great-granny!”

Bill smacked a snickering Marv as he exited the pantry.

Me-mah was gently swaying to an invisible beat as she worked around the baby on her hip. Danny giggled as he watched the old woman make a roux. Earning himself a peck on the head.

Contrary to what she claimed, Me-mah wasn’t hindered in the slightest, she may have been twirling around but she still held the kitchen with the same iron grip.

Even if said grip was one arm less than usual.

Bill sighed as wiped his brow,

“It ain’t like that Me-mah..”

“Oh did a saucy littl’ minx run out on you? Do in need my boomstick?”

“No No! Ain’t like that! No need for the stick!”

The lady huffed as she went to check on the stock.

“So, then what’s it like? Information is important sonny!”

Marv joined Bill on a stool before butting in,

“There ain’t a lot of information to go around mad’m.”

“Oh?”

Me-mah shifted Danny onto her other hip as she turned,

“How’s that?”

The two men shared an awkward glance as Marv continued on,

“Me-Mah I-, there’s really no easy way to put this. You see-“

“We found him in a garage can.”

Bill decided to take over,

“Had nothing on him but crusty cape.”

Me-mah stopped swaying, much to the displeasure of Danny, and with a gentle ease switched the heat to low.

“Me-mah?”

“Bill, do you mind taking back your son now?”

Bill hesitated for a second,

“He’s not really- “

“Now. William.”

Bill took back the kid.

With a deep breath Me-mah reached under her table,

“Woah Me-mah! There wasn’t shit in the alley way!”

Marv stated as he raised his hands in placating manner,

“They were long gone by the time we walked by and that was hours ago-“

“I’m well aware Marven.”

The lady loaded the auto shotgun in a precise manner,

“Like how I’m well ware I am not a bat. That being said-.”

She cocked the gun,

“If I do not work my frustrations out somewhere then I can’t exactly put my all into the cooking. The soup can simmer.The gun range will do.”

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Ken made his way over to the other guys as they once again wrapped Danny back up in the corner. Marv stood in front of Bill, blocking sight.

“So how was every thing in the kitchen?”

“THAT GODDAM MOTHER FUCKIN’ FLOOZY!!”

Several goons flinched as buckshot could be heard making target.

A quiet muttering of Jesus Christ.. being came from the closest goon to the trio.

“WE’VE BEEN WORKING THESE STREETS FOR TO GODDAM LONG FOR DAT!!”

Bang

“WE AND THE WAYNES”

Bang

“HAVE NOT POURED OUR SWEAT AND TEARS INTO POLISHING UP THIS HELL HOLE!”

The sound of a heavy knife meeting its mark joined the fray,

“TO HAVE SUCH SHIT HAPPEN AGAIN!”

Another shot,

“Jesus fuckin’ crisis, what the fuck did you two do?!”

Ken hissed,

“What did you expect us to do? Hide something from her?”

“When it makes her this angry? Yes!”

“How could we know that she would react this way to the kid’s backstory? Marv isn’t psychic last time I checked.”

Bill finally zipped up the coat and stepped into the open.

“WE GOT BOXES FOR THIS SHIT! INSULATED!”

Bang

“BOXES!”

Bang

“WITH ALARMS!”

One last shot rang out as the old woman finally lost steam. The only thing that could be be heard was her exhausted breaths as she hobbled out of the range.

“As... interesting as that was to hear.”

A voice piped up,

“I didn’t expect such a welcome back.”

Eyes turned up to the warehouse window as the boss made his entrance.

“Everything alright Me-mah?”

The cook let out an embarrassed huff before calling back

“Nothing I can’t handle sonny. Sorry about that.”

“No problem granny, but whoever was the two idiots helping tonight, I expect you in to be in my office with a good reason.”

Fist wave of hoodlums:

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[puhpandas]

I’m ngl I’m still a believer greg was possessed because if he wasn’t then it’s just shitty writing atp bc why would Gregory all of sudden switch up to be a good guy? Just like “this is wrong” ahh arc? Also his personality doesn’t match in the tapes/book the same in the main game just like how Vanny and Vanessa personality’s are different. The whole new fnaf era is literally just ppl getting possessed Vanessa = Vanny and Cassie getting a helpi implant into her brain😭

the idea that Gregory was never mind controlled and is evil just because he is is so funny because like. what do you mean you think Gregory would be evil on his own with no mind control in the "getting mind controlled to be evil" story😭

[phrogggslayer]

Chapter 3 of Casting Call! is here!

⬇️ Sneak peek and link below ⬇️

Cassie stuck her flashlight under her arm, switching it out for the mask.  She grimaced as she brought it to her face, the rubber-like material sticking the edges of the mask to her skin.  The near silent warehouse now hummed with energy. Cassie peered up at Roxy, eyeing the green holographic casing.  Her brows furrowed, a scowl tugged at her muzzle.  “Um, Roxy?”    The wolf’s ears perked, her expression softening as she turned towards Cassie.  For a moment, she wondered if the wolf could see her, now.  But her eyes in the virtual image shifted, as if searching, unsure where exactly Cassie stood.  “Are you ready?” Roxy asked gently.  “If you can’t walk, I can carry you.  I just.. need directions…” A smile spread across Cassie’s lips.  She’d missed Roxy so much…  “I can walk.”  She blinked, spotting Helpi in her vision, pointing her towards a door.  “Come on, I think I know where to go.”  They approached the door together, but when she pushed, it refused to move.  Helpi appeared above what looked like some kind of circuit board.  With a hum, Cassie stuck her Fazwrench into the socket. “What’s that sound?” Roxy asked, her ears twitching. “The Fazwrench.  I’m just opening a door,” Cassie said, twisting the wrench and dialing the switch until the lock was free.  “Got it!” Roxy’s tail wagged.  “Nice job, Rockstar.”  They slowly made their way down the hall, Cassie gripping Roxy’s paw tighter as her head throbbed.  A high pitched screech started to bother her ears, and it grew louder as they continued deeper inside.  What is that?!

[meowierz]

Ask & Dare The Aftons + Missing Kids!!

Here we go with the gacha content 😟

Let me explain a few things before I start!!

This AU is MikeVictim, where Michael is the Crying Child. The Aftons are William, Micheal, Elizabeth, and Matthew. Matthew is FoxyBro. I don't know if I'm adding Ms. Afton!

Cassidy here looks like how he is in the FNaF Movie. I like that design better! Charlie will also look like how she did on her Death Day (FNaF 6, I believe when Henry was giving his speech) because I thought she would look cute!

Vanny, Helpi, Gregory, and Cassie are here too if you would like to ask them!

I have strict parents so I probably won't get to everyone's asks if its a lot (I gotta switch from here to gacha to here to gacha and its risky with my parents)!

Im also new to gacha life 2 and my best designs are on there so if the animation looks wonky, uhh...shh.

[ponds-of-ink]

Final Steel Wool PAX Predictions: “Of Helpy, Scraptrap, and Carrot Cake”

Okay, this is my last Steel Wool at PAX West/Freddy’s Birthday Bash prediction ramble before the actual event arrives. Mainly because I’m not entirely sure if I’ll have anything to add before then.

The rambling gets a smidge long, so I’m putting this below the cut. Happy reading..

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I’m pretty sure about one thing, and that’s we’ll see the conclusion of Where’s Helpy? game. The last post was a cliffhanger with extra tags spelling out “SEATTLE”, and PAX West (iirc) is in Seattle. I’m going to be disappointed if it’s not.

Speaking of disappointment, I’m going to keep my hopes low and assume Helpy didn’t drag Dr. Scraptrap along for the ride. ..That is to say, we’re probably not going to get Help Wanted 2 DLC news at the event.

I know, I just made a post about the possibility of it showing up. I know I also saw on Steel Wool’s Twitter that there’s a “Dress as Your Favorite FNAF Rabbit” on September 2nd (iirc). I am fully aware that I just wrapped up a mini-saga of improvised art challenge sketches where Scraptrap gets emotionally wrecked by Helpi, and for all I know it could be another accidental prediction.

But if there is one thing I’ve also learned when predicting for FNAF stuff, it’s this: I need to assume the worst, and be very unsurprised when it happens. If I get overly hyped up for a second, then it’s not happening.

So I’m playing it safe and saying “Do not expect Dr. Scraptrap at this event”. Not even a cosplay.

Moving on…

Cassie and the whole Carrot Cake thing.

Unless I missed something, we didn’t get carrot cake on Steel Wool’s Twitter for the whole “Eight Days Of Freddy” thing. Not even a picture of an actual carrot cake from one of the developers.

So I’m still going with that part of my theory, but I’m switching up DLCs.

We might just get another chapter in Ruin, or something related to it in a book. Maybe that Escape From The Pizzaplex thing will get properly announced idk.

The point is: If there’s any rabbits that might return to relevancy, it’s Cassie’s take on Vanny. We could even get a new teaser for a new full-suit design.

…Or, y’know, the devs did celebrate with literal carrit cake and I just didn’t look at the right Twitter profiles. That’s entirely possible. If they did, please let me know so I can cross this off my list. Thank you in advance.

The last things I can think of are exclusive YouTooz drops, but what those could be idk. Maybe it’ll just be another poster or something.

TL;DR— My predictions are:

(1) Where’s Helpy will be concluded.

(2) No, “Patrick”, Help Wanted 2 DLC will not be announced. Scraptrap will not return either.

(3) Something about Cassie and/or literal carrot cake. Alternatively, we get Ruin-related news.

All in all, a pretty fun event but definitely lower key than last year. If any of these are wrong later, feel free to come back to this and type “that aged like Fizzy-Faz lol”.

[mable-stitchpunk]

Do you think The Mimic is pure evil or just one very unfortunate bot? seen a pretty big group of people lately saying its just pure evil but I'm unsure if a learning AI can actually be pure evil, esp when you could potentially contain and correct its behavior and AI.

While I do hate what the Mimic is now and that its just a charmless Ennard, I do think the Mimic has a ton of potential especially if a redemption path is taken with it, its a learning AI, its not set to be what it is forever, and with the theory that Cassie survived as well as Roxy I think its a perfect set up for Mimic redemption.

The Mimic could watch the positive interactions between Roxy and Cassie and learn like its supposed to, while I don't see it being immediate the Mimic could go from hostile to just... not exactly nice but not murderous, harsh, cautious, curious. And personally if anyone was going to befriend the Mimic I do think it'd would be Cassie, she feels empathy even for scary things that chase her.

But I doubt this would ever happen, its taking away a big scary bad guy from the plot and not putting another one in, even if I think the new big bad should be whoever owns Fazbear Entertainment now, there is some super shady stuff going on there. I think unfortunately the Mimic may be doomed to always be a shallow Ennard, a big scary monster and nothing else, even if it shouldn't be.

I feel like, from what we've seen in the books and game (and ignoring the random inconsistencies through some of the interpretations, that Mimic is pretty much just an evil supervillain who is bad. Sort of like Eleanor except sometimes it strictly mimics and other times it's aware. If it's possessing Helpi when his eyes go yellow, then it also occasionally acts like some of the variations of novel William.

By which I mean, Mimic could be a complex villain, but I just don't see it happening. A lot of what it is was piecemeal from other characters and backstories, which already doesn't show much originality on its part. And looking at the characters who directly inspired it, Eleanor, I don't foresee Mimic to be anything more notable than Afton replacement.

There of course ARE a few routes they could've or could go that would make Mimic more interesting. Here's some ideas:

Have Mimic actually not a sentient creature but instead does just mimic everything. In that case, it could mimic someone like Cassie or Roxy and become friendly- only to risk becoming aggressive again if it gets the chance to lock onto another subject to mimic.

Have Mimic be Edwin's child and have his resulting aggression and switch into villainy triggered by what Edwin did to him. A sort of reverse-Henry scenario. Plus, maybe there can finally be some thematic repercussions for the abuse and trauma the haunted animatronics went through. The new villain being a victim.

(I don't personally like this idea, but in case you want a shocking twist) Maybe had the Mimic be Glamrock Freddy. Recontextualize Freddy's "when she brought me down here" and "I am not me" lines. While clearing out the basement, Vanny accidentally awakened the Mimic who then overtook Freddy's body. Mimic then became convinced he WAS Freddy. Of course, this would only be effective if it was set up and revealed in Security Breach. Even then, it would still be a twist for the sake of a twist.

Have Mimic actually be Ennard, lol. I don't know how he got there, but those wires could probably squirm into a random suit more easily than a random endoskeleton.

Have Mimic start mimicking Roxy and Cassie get control of it through its programmed bond, then have like an alternate Gregory/Freddy relationship except it's Cassie and this extremely aggressive endoskeleton that thinks it's Roxanne Wolf.

Of all the options, Mimic being a redeemable or an easily manipulated villain would certainly be more interesting than just bad because evil. Maybe even go a Fabrication Machine route somehow.

In 9, the Fabrication Machine unleashes a war against the humans and kills them all off. While in the movie the Scientist suggests this could be because the machine doesn't have a soul, in the Scientist's Journal it is shown that the machine was overworked creating war machines for the humans and that its resulting turn on them was likely triggered by that.

In my opinion though, I think it would've been cooler if it was The Blob luring her down there. The Blob, under the right circumstances, could be very terrifying. It is a monster, but imagine it luring a child with the voice of another... perhaps because it believes it's a child too.

A mat of wires comprised of numerous victims, numerous bodies, numerous voices. It may not have any souls left inside of it, maybe it does but they cannot distinguish themselves. All it knows is that it wants out and it cries out for help from a 'fellow child'.

But there's no helping it. It is simply too dangerous- because unlike Mimic, who can barely move faster than a light jog, who can be broken apart by an elevator door, who is destructible... You cannot destroy writhing wires. There's simply too much to take it out.

You may try to suffocate the voices of agony, but they will continue screaming from the depths until someone comes to find them.

I don't think Mimic ever had a chance to be that cool. 😔

[fivenightsatfreddysfanfiction]

Call Declined

“What the hell happened on stage?!”

Sydney’s eyebrows raised at her yell, confusion in his expression that made Vanessa groan and clap a hand over her face. Right, she’d forgotten in her frustration that Sydney tended to make himself scarce whenever the Glamrocks performed in the atrium. He wouldn’t have seen the disaster she’d witnessed when Freddy suffered a very visible and alarming system crash and wrecked the show.

So many compensation coupons were being passed out by the S.T.A.F.F. bots while the crowd dispersed and started leaving the building.

“Freddy went on the fritz for some reason and collapsed on stage about twenty minutes ago,” Vanessa began with a sigh, shaking her head at Sydney’s grimace. “Right? Monty dragged him backstage while Roxy and Chica tried to save some of the performance. Once everyone’s out of the Pizzaplex, he’ll be taken down to Parts and Service to switch him to reduced power. It’ll keep him contained in his room while diagnostics get run to figure out what happened.”

Sydney tilted his head, a squint of suspicion on his face as he glanced towards the ceiling, then back to her. “Remote?” he asked and Vanessa nodded, rubbing her forehead as she turned her attention to the screen he had been sitting at. There were still a few stragglers wandering the gift shops, but for the most part it seemed like the public was leaving and the Pizzaplex would be able to close the main entrance soon.

“Yeah, the network should be able to handle it,” she replied and pulled her manual out, flipping through the pages. “It’s weird, though. There’s nothing in here on what we should do when an animatronic breaks down like that other than the general practice of ‘make sure people are distracted’.”

“No witnesses,” Sydney murmured, his tone shaky, hands gripping his knees as he seemed to suddenly shrink in on himself. Vanessa looked at him in concern, reaching out to lay a hand on his shoulder that just made him twitch at the contact before calming.

“Look, let’s just go and make sure everyone’s out of the building so the bots can get started working on Freddy. Maybe we can still save the rest of the scheduled performances and appearances,” she told him with a wry grin, “Then we grab something to eat from the cafeteria and go to bed. We were scheduled to have the shift off since it was a performance night.” Sydney still seemed worried, his eyes scanning the screen in nervous flicks as he tracked each person walking out the main entrance. Vanessa sighed and shook her head again. “If you’re gonna be fidgety, you could always keep your hands busy by giving me another foot rub,” she suggested teasingly, laughing at the flat glare she got from him as a response. Good, that got his mind off things. “C’mon, let’s go shoo the customers out-”

She didn’t get to finish, distracted by a flicker in her vision that signaled a need to put her security mask on. From the way Sydney sat straighter in his chair, a new tension in his expression, it was clear he got the indicator too. Guess dinner was going to be postponed.

Vanessa plucked the weird bunny shaped mask from where it was hooked to her belt and held it to her face, letting the lining conform to her face and anchor itself to her skin with a bit of suction. The overlay of augmented reality built into the Pizzaplex came alight in her vision, along with the digital Helpi assistant displaying a textbox in front of her.

/Urgent orders. Missing child within boundaries of the Pizzaplex. Orders are to locate and apprehend. Further instructions upon completing this objective./

“There’s a kid still in here? This is like the twentieth kid that keeps trying to hide in here overnight, you’d think parents would get the idea to keep track of their own kids,” Vanessa complained. So another catch and call procedure; get the kid to Lost and Found, notify authorities over the phone, wash her hands of the issue and go to bed.

Should be easy enough.

“Right, fine, so we’ll be going to bed later than we expected,” she muttered, pulling off the mask and reattaching it to her belt. She looked over at her partner, brow furrowing a little as he remained masked longer than she did. “Sydney?” she called uncertainly and he finally pulled the rabbit faced mask off, dull gaze staring ahead with no sign of having heard her. Her heart sank a little. Oh. Did he anger the network again? At least this was just his usual disassociation -Why would he need to do that on a task they’ve done almost routinely?- and not the weird other kind she’d been around a couple times. Different vibe, it made her skin crawl. She reached out, cupping his cheek in her palm and gently turning his head to face her, directing him to look her in the eyes. “We’ll get this done fast, okay? No mistakes, no miscommunications,” Vanessa promised, “We get the kid, we make the report, and you come back to me. Got it?”

He didn’t respond to her, but then he never did when he was like this. She could only sigh and hope her words made it past whatever walls he’d put up as she pulled away and grabbed her flashlight. Time to find a wayward kid.

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11:40 PM

Vanessa pinched the bridge of her nose with her fingers, trying to think through the slowly growing headache at everything going on. She had gotten a glimpse of the kid, a boy, that she was supposed to catch and take to a safe location but the brat had slipped into shadows behind the stage curtains and then just about vanished. She’d relayed the info to Sydney, got no response as usual, and then decided to alert the Glamrocks in hopes they could switch to security mode and coordinate with them. It worked to a point; they were looking for the kid, but they were also acting weird about it.

And then she saw Freddy missing from his room.

“You’re supposed to be on lockdown!” she griped when she spotted the tall bear animatronic in the first aid station of the utility tunnels, “Diagnostics running should have kept you offline until we figured out what caused your system crash. How’d you reboot this early?! How did you even get out of your room?!”

“I do not know how I got here!” Freddy blurted out and Vanessa glared up at him tiredly. That sounded so fake and she did not have the patience for this.

“First you ruined the show with whatever glitch happened, now you’re not even sticking to your procedure for repairs,” she scolded him, ignoring how his ears drooped and he did this little head tilt that made him look like a pathetic puppy. It wasn’t getting to her this time! “Look, there’s some kid running around backstage and we’re, like, 15 minutes to closing. Sydney’s already searching the daycare and I alerted the rest of the band to help us track the kid until the security S.T.A.F.F. bots come online,” Vanessa explained with a controlled tone to keep from losing her temper. So much stress, if she broke out with pimples after this, she was finding this twerp’s parents and demanding the good facial cleansers as compensation. “You’re too much of a liability right now and I can’t risk you damaging yourself or anything else. Management would come down on us so hard. Just go back to your room, switch to standby, and let the diagnostics finish, okay? If the system clears you later and we still haven’t found the kid, I can sign off on letting you join us in looking for him. Are we clear?”

“Crystal!” Freddy replied brightly, ears wiggling. Vanessa just stared at him, unimpressed. He was picking up jargon from the customers again. Ugh.

“Right,” she muttered and rubbed her forehead again, “Just go. And please be careful about it. Don’t hit anything on the way.” She left him be, hoping he’d follow orders, and went back up the stairs. Freddy could take the utility tunnels back to his room and if he spotted anything on the way that could be the kid, he’d alert her or Sydney about it. Would save her the hassle of finishing the search in that direction. If he tried wandering anywhere else, he’d run out of power not long after and be stuck in place until one of the S.T.A.F.F. alerted her about it. Either way, not her current problem.

.

Issuing directions to the Glamrocks on where to go to start their searches was a matter of switching between various frequencies on her walkie-talkie, but any time she wasn’t giving orders she kept it set to Sydney’s channel. Even if he didn’t respond it was still comforting to have that line of communication open.

Rockstar Row was clear, so she made her way out to the atrium and looked around, dreading having to search such a large and open area. It was going to be a pain to look for a single kid out here with just her, Sydney, and the three functional Glamrocks. Once midnight rolled around, the security bots would kick in and things would be easier.

She started her walk around on the floor, glancing up towards the atrium elevators just in case the kid showed up there in some attempt to get in and run somewhere else. Until midnight security protocols went live, they were still open to be used by the public so she had to be wary of them. Roxy was prowling the upper level of the atrium and Monty was making his way to the guest service kiosk to use the spotlight on top of it. Good, they were all following protocol. Everything was within the guidance of the manual.

So far, so good.

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‘I shouldn’t have thought that, that was such a jinx to myself!’ Vanessa allowed herself that one mental complaint as she struggled to get control back over her limbs. It took a couple hours but she’d found that kid as he was trying to get into the elevator in the East Arcade Prize Corner and grabbed him before he could go anywhere. The frustrating bit was how he seemed to panic himself into a faint over that and she then had to carry him back to Lost and Found. The manual didn’t say anything about what to do in this kind of situation, so she was winging it and planned to make a note about it in her report. If the kid drooled on her shirt during this, she was demanding proper compensation for it.

The kid’s little Fazwatch chimed in a few times, Freddy’s voice calling his name worriedly a few times before going silent. So not only did he not go back to his room but he managed to gain enough extra charge to keep going and was in cahoots with the kid? Oh, he was so gonna get it from management for this security breach.

She plunked the kid down on a pile of Fazbear merch, shirts and plushies and the like, so he’d at least be sleeping on something comfortable while she made her calls and reports at the desk. Her fingers clicking away at the keyboard, Vanessa brought up the guest database to see where he’d be listed, get his contact info and then phone his parents. Now that she thought about it, scrolling down the list of names, it seemed odd that this Gregory kid’s parents hadn’t called the Pizzaplex first.

Did any of the other parents call first? The question flickered in her thoughts and she winced at a sudden resurgence of her headache. Shaking it off, Vanessa went back to searching for Gregory in the guest list.

He wasn’t there.

That was… weird. Vanessa ran a simple search for any match to ‘Gregory’ but a few minutes later it came back as a ‘no record’ indicator. He wasn’t in the system. So, who was he? Where’d he come from? Her dull headache seemed to insist she stop thinking about it and just focus on her work. She rubbed her forehead and sighed; maybe he just snuck in away from his parents somehow. She’d just call the police, report a lost kid, and then let them deal with calling his parents. Not her problem once the call’s made.

“Sydney, I got the kid. I’ll make the call to the authorities, so could you go figure out where Freddy is and- wait, you don’t like being around him, right?” Vanessa called over her walkie-talkie, fingers tapping on the phone nearby so she’d have it in hand. “Could you send Monty to find Freddy and get him back to his room? And then grab us some Chica Chowders for dinner on your way back? We still have some time to wind down before we have to be in our rooms. Over.”

No reply. Vanessa looked at her walkie-talkie, trying not to feel off balance. There was so much going strange tonight. Freddy crashing, kid on the loose, kid not even in system, Sydney disassociating on the job for what was a normal routine for this situation, headaches coming more often now that she was noticing things… was something going on?

She mounted the device back to her shoulder strap and went ahead with making the phone call. There was a bit of audio delay but she finally got a response. “Hey, this is Vanessa, head of security for Freddy Fazbear’s Mega Pizzaplex. I’ve got a lost kid on grounds by the name of Gregory. He’s not in our system so we don’t have parent contact information,” she reported after initial greetings from the police officer on the other end, “Could you send some people down to pick him up? He’ll be in the usual spot.”

“We’ll take care of everything. Thank you for your service,” the responder told her in a bright tone and then the line went dead. Vanessa pulled the phone away from her ear, staring at it curiously. Huh, that was new.

Sounds of shuffling and whispers behind her caught her attention and she spun in her chair to pin a glare on the kid that had shoved his hands behind his back quickly. “I see you’re finally awake,” she said drily, folding her arms over her chest, “Thought you were so clever dodging S.T.A.F.F., huh, Gregory?” The kid stared at her in alarm and she flashed him a smug smile. “Yeah, I know your name. You’re in big trouble, breaking in without your parents or paying for entry and sneaking around restricted areas. I’ve already called the police to come get you, so you’re gonna just stay right here until they arrive.”

“You called the cops on me?!” Gregory exclaimed in shock and offense, like she did the worst thing ever. What did he expect? He broke the rules!

“Hey, you’re the one who was wasting my time with your shenanigans,” Vanessa shot back, getting to her feet and stretching her arms, “My partner’s gonna be waiting for me with dinner and you’re gonna have to answer to the cops about being a rule-breaker. Should have thought about-”

A strange thrumming sound in the air. A new wave of pressure on her head. Gregory winced, looking around in fresh panic, but Vanessa only put her hands to her ears, trying to stave off a sudden wave of queasiness. What was happening?!

Her vision flickered. The AR overlay? How? No mask. The thrumming continued, growing steadily louder. The pressure increased and now her limbs felt numb. She couldn’t feel them, couldn’t feel her fingers, palms, toes, legs. Like her world was shrinking and she couldn’t open her mouth to scream. What was happening to her?!

There was movement nearby. The kid? She couldn’t breathe! Fear built around her as she found herself trying to move and finding nothing was budging. Like her body wasn’t listening to her.

Louder and louder, the thrumming sounded, along with a strange pitched whistling that tickled her ears and cast new visual interference before her eyes. What was doing that? How was this possible? Through the window of the Lost and Found room, Vanessa could see a strange figure dancing down the staircase towards the security door. A woman, dressed in a rabbit costume of varying shades of gray, large red eyes luminous in the flickering light. Her movement seemed almost flirtatious as she stopped at the window to wave at her and Gregory, paw-like gloves moving fluidly with the gesture.

Who was that?! What were they doing here?!

The rabbit woman opened the door -How did she get authorization to do that?!- just as Gregory rushed out of the room, the clatter of the vent covers the only indicator of how he managed it. Vanessa tried again to move, putting everything she could towards getting control of one arm. Still nothing.

“Not yet, my dear,” the rabbit woman purred through a voice distortion filter, the wide smile of her headpiece making her words all the more mocking. Her gloved hand went to Vanessa’s cheek, cradling it almost tenderly. “Just a little longer and then you can have fun with us.” Her hand then went to the walkie-talkie stuck to Vanessa’s shoulder strap, one finger delicately pressing on the call button, “He’s escaped confinement. Over.”

She let go of the button and the device crackled with an almost immediate response. “Tracking. Over.” Sydney’s voice sounded so… cold. Empty of feeling. Vanessa wanted to shiver, to scream and demand what was going on, what was happening, what had been done to her, but her body wasn’t listening.

The rabbit woman tilted her head, waved again, then skipped on out of the room via the other door to the lobby. The thrumming gradually began to fade, the pressure lessening, and Vanessa’s legs gave out under her, leaving her to collapse on the floor and remain laying there for who knew how long.

And that brought her to her current struggle and frustration and fear. Her limbs still felt distant to her but at least she was able to move them again. So strange; like moving on a delay, she would tell herself to do something and it would take a second or two for her body to follow through. Like it was still having trouble recognizing itself as being her body.

She never should have thought those cursed words.

‘Okay, I’ll just call the cops again once I can get up. They can arrest the weird rabbit lady and take the kid with them. I gotta find Sydney and snap him outta whatever this is. None of this feels right!’

Vanessa put extra effort into reaching for her chair. If she could leverage herself onto it, that put her closer to the phone. Her legs wobbled as she hoisted herself up, fingers gripping the seat for dear life. Pins and needles, it felt like when her foot fell asleep once but all over her body. At least it seemed to be wearing off and more control was being gained back. She sat down heavily, panting from the effort, and grabbed the phone from its cradle, jabbing out the numbers listed for the police. Phone to ear, she waited, but all she got was dead air. Confused, she dialed again, double checking the numbers to be sure they were put in correctly. Still nothing.

Like the call wasn’t even leaving the building.

Vanessa stared at the phone in her hand, a faint horror settling in. Were the phone lines cut? Did the rabbit woman do this? When?

What the hell was going on?

[jimmerzz0905]

my sister hates the song Fry-Day by Annoying Orange so fucking much that when I play the first few seconds of it she immediately comes to switch it off or attacks me like a FNaF UCN animatronic triggered by the Helpy jumpscare. she recently threw a copy of the Bible for small children at me because I blasted “yeayeheeeaaaayeeaaaayeayeayeaug” at full volume

[maiko-coy]

More Switched Role AU, finally done with Mapbot and DJ Music Man! Not me struggling to DJMM RGGRRGGRG Helpy and Ness are next!!

So we have: Sun + Moon <--> Freddy Fazbear DJMM <--> Montgomery Gator Helpy <--> Glamrock Chica MapBot <--> Roxanne Wolf

Updates on the other characters: Vanessa <--> Gregory (ages are switched too lel) Wet Floor Bots <--> STAFF Bots

[baa-whatever]

So....that episode with switched SAMS with Eclipse and Lunar, if Chica is the lead singer instead of Freddy, who would be the Helpi version of her?

[monty-glasses-roxy]

The second AU I came up with was the same premise as the first one. Security Breach is happening and the MXES and Helpi security systems in her brain are at war with Glitchtrap so she's unpredictably in and out of control with all of the problems that entails.

She gains control again when she's patrolling the warehouses under the Plex. She's not sure how she got there and her memory is fuzzy and corrupted but she knows vaguely what's going on. There's a kid in the Plex, maybe two, and they're being forced to hunt them down. This is not the first incident of having to fight for control or have to take on someone under control so that a kid doesn't die, but that doesn't make it any easier. She doesn't know what to do. Every time she gains control, Glitch learns how to counter it and takes it back in a constant back and forth and she is so fucking tired of it all.

She wants an out and she wants one now. Even if she gives up, she knows MXES and Helpi are program bound to keep forcing her back in control over and over again until Glitch is dealt with, so she has no choice but to find a solution. She's getting desperate after so many near misses. She can't lose even for a moment because the second she does a child will die. She has to win.

But she's so fucking tired man... And it's so hard to think with this systems battle going on in her head... Is there even a way out?

She pauses in her wandering around and realises where she is. She's not supposed to be able to go back here. She supposes she's never wanted to try before so that might have changed with her switch to the MXES without her noticing. It's far too close to Sewerhell for the others to be allowed anywhere near... And that gets her thinking. After a few moments, an idea strikes.

"Helpi? The retired animatronic storage... That'll forcibly disconnect me from the network, right?"

"That is correct!"

"Will it do the same with the security networks?"

"Hm. Checking." A long pause. "Due to the severity of the situation, we can prevent you from losing security access whilst in Retired Animatronic Storage Facilities. What are you planning to do?"

"I don't know but whatever's in there can't be as bad as it is out here..."

"Wh-WHY ARE WE GOING IN THERE?!"

Roxy can hear the whispers of Glitchtrap pushing back and she decides to take the risk and face whatever the fuck is in there. She crosses the threshold of the door with great difficulty as Glitchtrap fights back. The second the door closes behind her, that force is gone. She's disconnected from the main network. She's not known a quiet like this in a very long time...

She calls out to Helpi and he very happily informs her that she's still fully connected to the MXES and Helpi security systems. She can still leave, but at this point, does she really want to?

She finally takes a god damn minute to herself in the network silence and it is amazing. But she can't stay like this, she has friends to break free and at least one kid to bust out of the Plex when she can find them!

... But she can't leave the room without risking killing them again. Problem.

This AU has Roxy exploring Sewerhell searching for a solution to this. She meets previous animatronics, and uses her unique MXES security abilities with their knowledge, insight and protection to find a way out of this, prevent the others from killing someone, and safeguard all of them from Glitchtrap. Whilst ALSO keeping an eye on the Raceway because she's STILL the Mimic's only guard.

Are the Minis with her? Psh you think her besties that aren't Glitchtrapped are gonna let her go into hell on her own? Nope! They're going with her whether she likes it or not! (Though a large amount of them are filling in on the guarding job cause she literally can't do that from Sewerhell. At least two of the main four are with her though)

And that's AU 2!! Which can lead to everyone hiding in Sewerhell too so they can work together here!! Fun stuff

[nikonuee]

FNAF RUIN SPOILERS.

You guys noticed that Gaslight, Gatekeep, Girlboss Helpi gets orange eyes n little purple veins when he's being sus as hell?

His eye circles also turn a darker purple and he loses the second darker blue in his eyes and instead gains a pale orange around it.

So, what's the theory lads?

Mimic? Peepaw Afton? Virus? Vanny? Classic ol' Fazbear n Co.?

Helpi also seems to switch to a more informal way of speaking when his eyes change colour too (e.g. Using contractions, "This won't hurt a bit", ect.)

Vs

Maybe it's got smth to do with why his name's Helpi and not Helpy? (Maybe to match/mimic the V.A.N.N.I-> Vanny change?)

So far my working theory is it's the Mimic seeing as it seems to be working with it to take down the security nodes and how 'Gregory' and it worked together to temporarily block the Anomaly. It's eyes also match that of the mimics when it's lying to Cassie.

But how did it get into the V.A.N.N.I system? The same way it's communicating with Cassie and how it lured her to the Pizzaplex? Is it temporarily taking the form of Helpi or has it changed Helpi's code itself? Why would it need Helpi to further it's goals when Cassie is already convinced that she's rescuing Gregory?

So many questions, so little answers. But hey, that's FNAF for ya.

[m1st1x]

RUIN Theory! - Helpy and the Cutout Ending II

Spoilers for RUIN dlc. I’ll be talking about both Helpy and Helpi and the differences I noticed, as well as what Helpi says throughout the dlc. .

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Once you get the VANNI mask, you meet Helpi—a Helpy looking AR companion that seems to be working with the animatronic in the basement. He’s pretty friendly, but he seems to switch between two sides. One where his eyes are blue, and one where his eyes are yellow and there are purple veins on the side of his face, near his ear. When his eyes are blue, it’s often just information and occasionally tips. Helpi also uses longer sentences like this. But when he has yellow eyes and the veins, his sentences are shorter, to the point, and he straight up gaslights you like this as well, saying things like “There’s nothing to worry about.” and that you got there “With your own two feet, silly.” Anything else he says with yellow eyes is always somehow connected to the animatronic in the basement. Below is a list of everything he says that I’ve seen while he has the yellow eyes.

“New user detected. Pairing occipital transponder. Stay calm. This won’t hurt a bit.” 

“Fun trick, huh? I created it using samples of your voice.” 

“This parent node cannot be accessed until it is severed from all attached child nodes.” 

“There is nothing to worry about. Everything appears to be perfectly normal. You must be seeing things.” 

“It’s all in your head. Take off the mask and take a look.” 

“With your own two feet, silly. If you’re tired, why not take a break?” 

“I took care of it. This area is safe now…” 

“Looks like that entity has bypassed my signal jammer and activated one of its own.” 

“I feel it would be best if you remained in the V.A.N.N.I. Network for the time being.” 

“I said ‘SHOULD’ be safe. It is not safe and I am not wrong.” 

“That area is on security lockdown. If you want to save your friend, you have to shut down the remaining security nodes in Bonnie Bowl and Fazer Blast.” 

“Well done! That was the last security node. I have located the source of your friend’s radio signal. It is coming from under the raceway.” 

I also noticed that the outfit that Helpi wears is different than the one in the cutout ending. The cutout ending Helpy has a bright blue shirt with a purple bow with a pink colored lightning bolt on it. He also has blue eyes and no yellow visor. I noticed that this is the same design for the Helpy on the save station—lightning bow and everything. So there’s the Helpy that is working with Gregory, and Helpi, who’s working with the animatronic in the basement and supposedly Vanny. I find it interesting that yellow/gold is the color being used by the animatronic in the basement when that’s always been used to symbolize Cassidy, who is on the opposite side. It had to have been somewhat purposeful, right?

The cutout ending is the same scene as the endings in Security Breach, and the same as the graveyard scene as well. I’m starting to think that the area might be more symbolic than anything. It could still be a real place, but we’ve seen it over and over again. It’s just a little repetitive, don’t you think? And something that I’m sure everyone has noticed by now is the five balloons that float up in the back. We’ve seen these colors in balloons before—blue, purple, green, yellow, and red/orange. They’re right in front of a sunrise (Cassie had been there during the night, it would make more sense for it to be a sunrise than a sunset), which has plenty of symbolism around rebirth and resurrection. It’s a chance to begin again, which means we, unfortunately, can’t put any characters away just yet. It reinforces the theories that some characters are returning/are still alive and kicking, which is just as reassuring as it is a headache.