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this blog’s gonna be rebooted soon! it’ll be encompassing @strodehellfire-a​ and @remnantcorpse​ ( yeah i had a william lmao, i did it ) into this one as well to make a nice little multimuse with a couple of timelines.

So, um, maybe my timing for Michael was pretty bad.

Back to school is coming up, and my workplace deals heavily with schools, so there will be a lot of inactivity during the next few months. However, I will mostly be on Discord and able to plot/chat/etc there.

william george afton was, at best, a man whose intentions even michael could not fully grasp. despite this, it was he who was the only one to meet his father in adulthood, long after running away from home.

records show that william afton was born in england during world war ii, having moved to america after the war when he was ten years old. william’s twin brother would go on to study medicine, while william himself began to study machinery. in fact, william himself would make an early prototype of a robotic head, able to speak rote phrases.

off the records was the knowledge that, between this and meeting his soon-to-be-wife, he discovered remnant.

corinthia schmidt became william’s wife, giving birth to three children before dying whilst giving birth to the youngest, cassidy. this caused william to grow severely depressed, to the point where he didn’t interfere with michael’s bullying of cassidy ---- but it was when cassidy was bitten, and fell into a coma, that william decided to act.

and so, william pulled the plug on the young boy, not knowing that he would create his own hell through “the one you should not have killed”. not that it was obvious. william, not seeing anything obvious, chalked this up to a failure.

it was charlie’s death that gave him fuel to continue his experiments, despite the further tragedies that would erupt in his family. michael ran away from home. elizabeth was killed by his own creation. his business plan with circus baby’s pizza world fell into shambles, the only remnant of it able to be cultivated into circus baby’s entertainment and rental.

soon, he had no choice but to find michael.

Picrew

Worlds as a general, atmospheric existence determines the personalities that dwell within them.

The voice that dwells behind Tempo causes the boy to stop in his place, curiosity and fear crawling up the spine of a hero. Cautious, with defense, he turns his head around to see the source of said voice, not imagining to see what may be a robotic mess.

Well..not technically a mess, but something he couldn’t make out other than it being a robot, yes, but also a manifestation of a rabbit, attempted but left to rot. Whatever this place was, it must had been left to rot as well. Unfortunate..

“ J-Just someone who likes to explore, nothing else. “

A casual tone, as if he doesn’t sense too much endangerment from this particular figure. He’ll admit he was a bit creepy to stare at however. 

“ You look…familiar or, native to this place. Is it okay to ask who you are and where I am? I’ll be honest I’m kind of lost.. “

     huh. no fear. strange. the boy appeared to be in his teens, although spring bonnie’s perspective may have been skewing springtrap’s perception as a whole. to be safe, michael would assume he was in his late teens, if not older and just cursed blessed with babyface.

     “fazbear’s fright, o-or what’s left of it. you can c-call us springtrap, but we won’t be insulted if you decide ‘rabbit bastard’ works.” the last half of the comment was wry, light, if only because he’d heard that comment a lot in the week fazbear’s fright was open. “not that much of a l-labyrinth when it was intact, b-b-but it was also better to explore a-at that time.”

     and who the hell explored burned-down buildings casually? this kid was weird. really weird.

                he’s not really that weird...

          he’s more than old enough to know better.

                maybe he saw the headlines and was curious!

Picrew | I totally snagged this from @nctfrail‘s Tumblr

     “rats, huh? s-strange, but harmless if you know what you’re d-doing.”

     “a-a-and who...or WHAT...do we have h-here...?”

                  don’t be rough, mike!

          i won’t be too rough. relax.

                  i hope you know i’m FROWNING a lot right now...

my net’s being a pain in the ass after i drop the promo, ofc, but that’s fine, i s’pose.

anyway, feel free to like this post for a small starter -- I’ll answer these tomorrow night, when my net ISN’T a pain.

have you been here before?             ( i can tell you’re unsure )                                keep questioning E V E R Y T H I N G

           you try to run                                ( we’ll be there )                      you try to hide                                          ( we’ll be there )

      you can’t escape                                   ( we’ll be there )                 keep running                                             ( we’ll be there )

                                        ( art, art, temp )

I’ll be updating things over this week, mostly things involving rules and such, but I’ve already unfollowed a LOT of people due to inactivity (or simply them being tied to a group verse I’m no longer present in).