go back to your stage, everything is okay.

     “ manners. “ he said in a neutral, calm tone as a couple of short steps were taken towards the other. his eyes scanned the young looking woman as he then pressed his lips together tightly. the voice she had was almost echoing in his head, reminding him of someone. as he noticed her reaction towards him, it only made him sure that they had  to have some type of past. however, the connection was still hidden in the depths of his mind. he only interacted with people because he had to keep up a very specific type of reputation; to clear him out from the possible charges. he didn’t enjoy talking or meeting people on his free time; he was unable to find enjoyment out of it (just like many things nowadays). 

     { 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝓂𝓊𝓈𝓉 𝒷𝑒 𝒽𝑒𝒶𝓇𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓃𝑔𝓈, 𝓈𝒾𝓁𝓁𝓎. } why would he know her ?? she didn’t look that similar to him to begin with but her voice.. so high-pitched && fragile. something you’d hear in very specific place of his.  { 𝓈𝒽𝒽𝒽, 𝑔𝑜 𝒷𝒶𝒸𝓀 𝓉𝑜 𝓎𝑜𝓊𝓇 𝓈𝓉𝒶𝑔𝑒. 𝑒𝓋𝑒𝓇𝓎𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒾𝓈 𝑜𝓀. } no, no he shouldn’t even consider that as an possibility (or should he?). a lot of crazy things happens in this place but there was no way they’d drag his creations, his animatronics into this town && turn them into something like this ?? why ??

     he noticed the pathetic stuttering && the fear crawling on the others face; he was intimidating to her for some reason. why was she so scared ?? “ lemme take a better look at you. “ the man lifted his hand, the fingertips reaching for her small jaw. “ oh.. i can sense your fear. tell me.. why are you so afraid of me ?? “ 

        the man sounded like her father, scolding her for not putting the table’s napkin on her lap or putting her elbows on the table as she ate. but he wasn’t telling her for her ( less than satisfactory ) table manners. the way the older man said it was almost like he knew this was reoccurring, like he’d seen her lack of manners once before. though, she told herself that was because of the man’s personality. the hint of an god complex he had, even if it wasn’t there, bon-bon couldn’t shake the feeling that it was there. hiding beneath his ribcage, making his heart black and three times smaller than it was meant to be. she could read him, she could read his personality because he decided to put it on display for her. 

       this whole situation made bon-bon’s stomach churn, tying it complicated knots thats she didn’t even know the names of. but whatever they were, they were meant to last. it was more of fear than anything else. the feeling of being alone in such a situation was the only thing that made her feel as small at the metal suit she was stuck in. there was no one around to help her, no funtime foxy, no ballora, no circus baby and absolutely no funtime freddy. her best friend was nowhere to be found and she was standing in front of the only man she could truly DESPISE. 

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     slow steps. he could feel the weather getting colder && he soon slid his hands inside of his jackets’ pockets, fighting against the headwind. the streets were quiet; not empty but quiet. afton found nothing strange in that; after all, it was getting a bit late && soon the darkness would take over the bright sky. he had nothing to do so the best move he could perform right now was to go back to the house && get some rest. he’d have enough time to think && investigate the places around the town the next day.

     what he did not expect was to bump onto someone on his way back. the tall man slowly stepped backwards surprised && he soon lifted his dark eyes onto the stranger. young woman. “ you should watch where you walk, lady. “ he spit out before taking a better look at her. he didn’t know why or how but something about her felt strangely familiar; however, he was completely unable to put his finger into it. tilting his head slightly, he stared at the stranger for a long time with pure curiosity flowing from his eyes. “ have we.. perhaps met before ?? “ he asked, carefully approaching her. 

       the sky was purple, violet or lilac–– somewhere in between those two shades. it didn’t exactly matter, due to the suit she now head near and dear ( but was also the bane of her nightmares ) her favorite colored turned out to be the same shade that the sky was being. honestly, the sky continued to change right before her eyes, ignore the chilly and quite crisp breeze that coated her warm flesh. god, seattle was cold, colder than texas could’ve ever been and rainier, at that. though, new and exciting. exactly what she wanted. 

🐰  ↦ P L U C K I N G at the guitar in her hands - she’s trying to find the right chord for the song in her head, it shouldn’t be this hard but she’s been particularly uninspired lately. Writers block? Creators block? The worn strings had been begging to give, under the stress of her playing - it was a used piece, the animatronic didn’t have much to her name. So feeling it snap under her fingers, the quick movement breaking the skin of her finger immediately bringing crimson to the surface, rose sadness. “My string,” she said softly, just eying down at the cord, before looking to her now bleeding finger. “I don’t have anymore strings right now.” Playing with the broken wire in her clean hand, not giving much attention to the one that was bleeding - the animatronic had seen so much over her lifetime, and been through so much worse that it barely phased her that it was her playing hand. 

freaky lil ships → status: accepting ! → ( anonymous )

freaky lil ships → status: accepting ! → ( anonymous )

freaky lil ships → status: accepting ! → ( anonymous )

freaky lil ships → status: accepting ! → ( anonymous )

noticing the soft, subtle look of horror that painted the girl’s features, noct brought a hand up to sheepishly rub over the back of his neck. “only if me and my friends were desperate for food. i’ve uh, done a lot of camping. sometimes food’s hard to come by.” she was right though, this place did seem easy to get around. he kind of missed the whole city setting—it reminded him of home. “yeah, i think i could get used to it here. until my friends come to get me, anyway. have you been here long?”

the wide eyes that made the look on her face much more recognizable softened slightly as he explained the situation, which she kind of understood, but the idea was still strange to her. it wasn’t as if ( before the whole death, soul shoved into a puppet animatronic thing ) her parents were vegetarians or vegan, but now that she was on her own and older, she could form her own opinions on all kinds of things. “oh, i think i get it, now...” she mumbled, trying to forget about it completely. “why would your friends come and get you? they should just come and live here with you, right?” she paused, her eyes blinking slowly toward the boy. “–– long? no, but it feels like i’ve been here for years when i’ve only been here, like, a month... maybe. but, i’m guessing you’re new here, huh?”

his brows rose as the girl went on… and on. not that he minded, really. noct sort of always appreciated people who talked more so that he didn’t have to. “just a hobby of mine. been fishing since i was a kid. if i don’t need ‘em for food though, i usually just let ‘em go.” he chuckled—a soft sound, but genuine nonetheless. “thanks. i appreciate it. i don’t know too much about this place.”

bon-bon’s eyes went a bit wide as she heard that he would sometimes eat them. she wasn’t sure if it was the idea of eating something that you had killed, or just the idea of killing a living thing, but either way it made her stomach tie in knots. “oh, you eat them?” a soft frown painted her peach stained lips, thinking about eat something that was living moments before. “i –– well, i don’t know much either. but, apperently getting around is easy enough.”

“hey—” noctis spoke to the nearest person, his voice soft, just barely above mumbling. he wasn’t the best with speaking to strangers, and this place was full of them. he wondered what kind of magic had gone horribly wrong to get him stuck here on his own. “do you know if there are any piers nearby? preferably that allow fishing?”

pushing the hair behind her ear, she turned to listen to the taller man talking, a soft smile on her lips. “piers that allow fishing? hm...” she paused, looking around as if that were going to help her. “can’t say i do. –– what are you lookin’ do with these fish? keep ‘em as pets, fish probably make great pets. pretty easy to maintain, i bet.” she paused, noticing how much she’d been talking. “uh, but i can help ya’ look.”

He raised a brow curiously as he peered at her. What was so wrong with some casual murder? He took note of how tense she seemed— it may come in handy, the first step to getting to people was paying close attention to details, after all. “Of course not, all the leftover people would make for great test subjects, though. Thank you kindly though, miss.”  

A quick look around had quickly told the Mad King that he wasn’t in Achievement City anymore— which was quite odd, because he could recall being locked up and thus not able to get out. Not that he was going to complain, he was more than happy for this opportunity. Out and about in a new place was just fine, it meant he had a new target to take over. And without X-Ray or Vav around, it was sure to be much easier to do. He could even probably get in a few murders first.

“I wonder who I’d need to kill to take over…?” He mused. “Though maybe, figuring out where I am would be a better start.” 

The second she’d heard someone say the ‘k’ word ( as she coined it ), her eyes shut tightly, wanting to block the man who said it out of her in every five of her senses. Being in such a new place, she didn’t want to to back to what she had done to innocent people in the pizzeria. But, it seemed like wherever she went horror and darkness seemed to follow. Even if she thought she was out of woods, it seemed like she found herself tiptoeing back into it once more. 

— the fairy chuckled, happy to find someone to talk to in seattle. “ thank you! i used to be a lot tinier before, but i have a decent height in this place. “  she nodded, fingers lightly touching one of the flowers. “ yes, you’re correct. i have no idea of how i got here, though… i’m guessing it was magic. “

— “ wow, it’s amazing here! the day is beautiful, these flowers are beautiful… and you’re beautiful too. “  tinkerbell smiled at the person near her, the fact that she now had a human body leaving her in a really good mood.