![]() >Before he knows it, his pants and underwear are in a heap by his chair, and the face of his would be killer extends down to his exposed groin. >For a brief second, he swears he can see desire flash in the robot's painted green eyes. >Confused, he opens his eyes, as the hands of the metallic rabbit unzip his pants, grasp the hem, and begin to pull. >In an instant, he feels a pair of hands grasp him. >As the light blue hands of his killer extend forward, his eyes clench shut in acceptance of his fate. >The guard, heart pounding with fear, unable to defend himself, begins hyperventilating with the certainty of his inevitable demise. >He rounds the corner, his circuits riddled with anticipation, as his unblinking eyes take in the vision of a terrified night guard. >His programmed determination, the burning of his artificial desires, propel his legs forward, speeding towards the office before the rest of the bots can even get their bearings. >Hidden behind his eyes are the motives that extend beyond the comprehension of his robotic colleagues- the strength of his desires dwarf that of even the fabled golden bear. >One particular animatronic resembled a blue, anthropomorphic rabbit, with a rosy smile painted upon his mechanical face, with a bow tie adorning his collar. >Movement is heard in the direction of the security guard's office. >Their eyes, which by day were painted, tin imitations of humanity, open to reveal dark, emotionless pits of coal. >The animatronics, whose smiles and programmed laughter and antics entertain hordes of children by day, begin to move. >The clock has struck midnight, and the pizzeria, whose closing time had passed hours ago, begins to stir. >A new pizzeria just opened, advertising a kid friendly environment with live animatronic entertainment. Praying I get a snow day tomorrow due to the snow/sleetstorm tonight so I can doodle robots, children and murderers.įuck it. >tmw I need to get over feeling shitty and actually draw some of this. Maybe they were curious to find out more about the legend? Maybe Dad wouldn't tell them anything either because they couldn't or didn't want to think about it? They see the job opportunity at Fazbear's Fright as a chance to learn more, but they end up getting more than they bargain for. If you really want make it interesting, here's my take/headcannon on FNAF3's guard. Thirty years later, assuming he's like early to mid-20s in FNAF1, he'd be in his 50s, close enough to retirement not to make a dumb decision like that. I think he'd just want to get on with his life knowing he survived. And if he did manage to survive 40-50 years after the event, he'd be hella old and probably in the Guinness Book of World Records. Phineas Gage only survived 11 years after his nearly fatal brain injury. First off, if he was the bite of '87 victim he's probably not alive then, even if he did survive. ![]() In my opinion, I don't think it was Jeremy. >he turns around and WELCOME TO FREDDY FAZBEAR'S PIZZERIA! I'M FREDDY FAZBEAR, AND THESE ARE MY FRIENDS >as he figures the staff is made up of homicidal maniacs, he hears mechanical whirring behind him >something is still killing, and there are more victims than just five kids >as he opens more of the storage crates that fill the room he finds they're full of rotting bodies, some fresh and some very old >it looks like it was torn apart by bare hands >and, for some reason, the mummified corpse of an adult man hidden behind a cabinet >just like the case said there are five child skeletons hidden in these mascot costumes, covered up by the staff >finds a bunch of empty suits, filled with bones >he manages to get in just in time and locked the door again, with whatever it was banging against him >as he tries to break the lock, he feels something very quickly moving up on him >all the clues up to this point lead up to a locked part of the restaurant where the robot maintenance supposedly occurs >his phone has no reception and he has no key, but he has a flashlight and the security panel >one night, after he'd been investigating for about four days, he finds he's been locked in during his shift >he claims the stories are true and a serial killer murdered several kids there, and the staff is covering it up ![]() >only one person will help him: a teenage kid with a really bad meth addiction, who remembers visiting Freddy's as a kid >mentioning it to the townsfolk yields no answers and basically makes the small town shun him >anyone he asks about the case is really hesitant to discuss it at length for some reason ![]() >the staff are idiots and the place is disgusting >he's there to investigate the restaurant and re-open a child homicide case that no one could figure out 20 years ago >takes up a job as the night shift security of a small pizzeria ![]() >city cop goes undercover and flies out to the midwest ![]()
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