Connection Terminated (Redesign AU Edition - A Rough “Transcript”)
For context: This is an idea I’ve had for my… AU of sorts?… involving the redesigns for the FNAF characters. Basically, what would happen if William felt guilty for what he done and helped Henry end it? Or, at least, until Cassidy and Fazbear Entertainment stepped in.
I’ve tried changing Scraptrap/William’s parts to fit his character but I don’t know if I nailed his speech pattern/hypothetical perspective. Or even if I have the timing down. I guess consider this a rough draft. (Btw: The parts in italics are the stuff I’ve written, though it should be obvious lol.)
All right, enough preambling. Put yourself back into the shoes of yourself listening to this for the first time. You’ve finally done everything right, only for Scrap Baby to taunt you in the darkness. You are on the edge of your seat, fearing the worst. You wait for the inevitable jumpscare/horrifying implication, only for a beep to break through the silence. However, unlike last time, the first voice speaking is someone you‘ve heard before.
Scraptrap…?
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(Scraptrap)
Connection terminated. I'm sorry to interrupt you, Elizabeth… if you still even remember that name. But I'm afraid you've been misinformed.
(Henry)
You are not here to receive a gift, nor have you been called here by the individual you assume. Although you have indeed been called.
You have all been called here. Into a labyrinth of sounds and smells, misdirection and misfortune. A labyrinth with no exit, a maze with no prize.
(Scraptrap)
Do you even know where you are? Of course you don’t. You have been following in my shadow for so long. A fool that relentlessly chased for young souls always out of reach. Someone who prayed for sweet release once he found them.
(Henry)
But you will never find them, none of you will. This is where your story ends.
And to you, my brave volunteer, who somehow found this job listing not intended for you. Although there was a way out planned for you, I have a feeling that's not what you want. I have a feeling that you are right where you want to be.
(Scraptrap)
I am remaining as well, I am nearby.
Even though you resist as I once did, it is time to go. Everything that has led to this— the pain, the torment, the horrors— will finally fade away. For those who are still trapped in the corridors, don’t move. Wait for me. I will be with you shortly, for better or for worse.
(Henry)
For most of you, I believe there is peace and perhaps more waiting for you after the smoke clears. Although, for one of you—
(Scraptrap)
I know where my actions will lead me, Henry. Farewell, old friend. Until we reach the other side, only to part again.
*Scraptrap leaves silently, only for some noises to imply he joined the flames*
(Henry)
My daughter, if you can hear me, I knew you would return as well. It's in your nature to protect the innocent. I'm sorry that on that day, the day you were shut out and left to die, no one was there to lift you up into their arms the way you lifted others into yours. And then, what became of you.
I should have known you wouldn't be content to disappear, not my daughter. I couldn't save you then, so let me save you now.
It's time to rest. For you, and for those you have carried in your arms.
This ends for all of us.
End communication.












