"Why on earth did you get a job at a kids place?" the creamy coated mare next me asked. I shrugged.
"I couldn`t find any other jobs in this tiny town, so I was left with this" My voice came out flatly, more monotone than anything.
The mare nudged me, her blue hair waving in the wind as we trotted down a cobble path.
"You could have tried asking Twilight. I`m sure she`d accept help in the library" her voice was high-pitched, but had a regular tone to it.
"I`ve told you before we don`t really... Get along" I replied, though I got an off glance from my friend.
"Twilight Sparkle is the princess of getting along, Stargleam. What are you talking about?" she poked my black fur.
I rolled my eyes in annoyance.
"How many times do I have to tell you? We just, never got to a good start" my voice was a bit cracked, but I swallowed and hoped for the best that she wouldn`t notice.
The creamy coated mare sighed.
"Alright. Well, good-luck, filly keeper" She teased me. I shot her a glare, but my mouth was slightly curved upward.
"Daisy, i`m watching robotic ponies, not children" I nudged her side as we neared the door to my job.
"So? Those robots are probably dumber than children!" she giggled out. I rolled me eyes and trotted up to a double glass-door.
"Well, i`ve got to go. See you tomorrow!" we waved at each other, before parting ways. My three colored hair stuck to my face, blurs of purple, blue, and cyan blocking my outer-most view.
I shook my head and unlocked one of the glass doors. The key I held was enveloped with a blue aura, which moved it`s way to the rectangular shaped hole in one of the door knobs.
click!
I willed the door to open with my magic, and continued to trot through and into the building.
It was called 'Freddy Fazbear`s Pizza'.
'A place for children and adults alike'.
I rolled my eyes. This place was a foals nursery. Pizza was thrown everywhere, not bothered to be cleaned up. Coke was spilled on every tile, now a sticky mess of fur and cheese.
I maneuvered past these monstrosities, and only stopped to get a good look at the robotic piles of junk on stage.
There were three ponies in all.
In the middle stood a brown one, whom had a red mike for a cutie mark and short dark brown hair. It also had a red bow on it`s chest, and a mike stand stood in front of it.
The children all called it Freddy Fazbear, though for what reason I was unknown of.
Yeah yeah he was the main character, but why would you name a pony robot Freddy? That`s like trying to make the new Freddy Cougar, for foals.
With a shiver, I studied the next pony.
It was the only one modeled to be a mare.
She had a yellow coat, and golden wavy hair. She wore a bib reading, 'LET`S PARTY!!!'', and in her left hoof was a small plate, and on that was a robotic cupcake.
Her muzzle was orange, for the sake of being modeled after a chicken.
"More like a duck" I muttered happily.
The one to the left was blue, and had two robotic metal bunny ears accompanying his head.
Each different joint on his body, like the other robots, was separated with a small gap, showing some of the endoskeleton inside. The hair on this one was a deeper blue, more aqua than anything.
Rosy cheeks painted his, Freddy`s, and the yellow one, Chica`s, face.
With a heavy sigh, I picked up the pace towards a long hallway in front of me.
I only stopped to look towards the Prize Corner, a small room with a large open door. Inside, a large blue and red striped present box sat along the farthest back wall, and a small melody played near it.
I turned back and made my way to the end of the hall, and turned down another large one- the main party room hall.
Four rooms- two on each wall- adorned the hall. I passed them, making my way to the room straight at the end of the hall.
It had a desk in it, and a fan facing a leathery black swivel chair.
I entered the room, my hooves tapping the tile floor continuously, a soft rhythm of sounds against the eery soundless pizzeria.
I took to sitting in the totally trash-worthy comfortable chair.
It was around 11: 58, so I had time to spare before my shift started.
"Time to test the equipment" I mumbled before grasping a small tablet with my magic. It levitated in front of me, a seven inch Asus brand monitor programmed with only camera footage.
With the decision to check out some of the camera`s, I turned the tablet on. It took a little bit to fully load and activate.
Every room had a camera installed in it, some in the corner of a wall, and a few in other spots.
The six closest cameras, all within the party room hall, were clear, of course.
The stage held the main three robots, and the Prize corner was empty.
I flipped to the game area, seeing a small colt robot smiling, facing some unseen wall. He held a small sign that said 'Balloons!' in his mouth, and an actual yellow balloon was strapped to his right hoof.
He wore a small propeller hat, adorned with blue and red vertical stripes, and bore a small shirt with the same colors and patterns.
I switched to the Kids Cove, a mass of some robotic pony laying near the door. A small dining table for a party sat in the room with this animatronic, whom was named Mangle.
Her name was actually Foxina, but over a while...
She seemed to be a put-together-pull-apart toy, her head barely intact with the robotic wires that hung around her. She had the same painted rosy cheeks, and fangs.
Mangle was missing an eye, which was on the floor. With a shudder, I changed the camera.
Cam 07 gave a view of the main hall, overlooking where the bathrooms and parts room was. Nothing was there, of course.
I flipped to the parts and service room.
Two withered looking animatronics laid, as still as possible, on the cold tiled ground. (couldn`t really see Chica)
Both represented the main three, except without rosy cheeks- whelp, and without some of their limbs.
Freddy- to say the least, was the most intact one, having a few holes and hanging wires. I couldn`t see his signature hat, so I assumed it got put with toy Freddy.
The other one, Bonnie, was.... Demolished, to say the least.
He had no front face, that being only wires and crossbeams. He was missing his front left arm, and more than a few holes tore through his skin.
I couldn`t really tell what color he was, due to the sucky lighting system for the cameras. But all in all i`m pretty sure he`s purple.
A small chime reached my ears, and so I pulled down the monitor.
It sounded a bit like a bell, just... With more of a high pitch I guess.
12:00
My shift started
"Okay... This should be easy" I shrugged, as I decided to lay back and relax.
"Just-" I threw my hooves onto the desk- "Sit here, I suppose".
I closed my eyes to relax, as the soft chiming stopped.
This job was gonna be easy! No robbers would even think about coming here, and it`s not like anypony would call this-
Ring.
"Who in their right mind would call this place at night?!" I found myself shouting to the air. In my stubborn mood, I attempted to answer the phone.
All I got was another ring.
"Eh... Okay then" I mumbled, releasing my aura from the phone. It was an old wired one, a seemingly forgotten brand painted on one side.
Ring.
"Please tell me this won`t go on all night" I grunted, before resuming my relaxed pose. The phone seemed to make another sound, as if it was just picked up.
I perked up, waiting for another sound to emit from it.
"Hello? Hello?" a clearly male voice emitted from the machine. I took my hooves off the table, now having my full attention to the phone.
"Hello, oh uh hey!" the voice continued.
"Hi?" I asked in confusion.
"Well, um, w-welcome to your new summer job!" the voice continued.
"Summer? Dude, it`s November" I waved a hoof.
"I`m here to help you get started, so... Let me start with the basics".
"Can you even here me?" I asked the phone... Guy?
"There`s a monitor in front of you, hopefully" he continued.
I glanced at the tablet within my magical grasp.
"Yep" was my only answer.
"Just in case you, um, don`t know how to use it- press the tiny rectangle button on the side".
Phone guy went through a boring explanation of how to use it.
"Then there`s the lights!" he perked up, and I heard a small click from the voice recording thingy. It clicked again.
"Sorry, I was busy for a s-second. Um, the lights here can be used to check the two vents to your left and right, along with the main hallway" he explained, in which I then tested out the terribly designed flashlights.
They flickered on and off, but overall worked fine.
"There`s also a light in each room installed with a camera. Though I already told you about that earlier, so- "Click, click"- yeah".
"What are you using the lights for?" I asked myself, as the same clicking sound came forth about four more times before stopping.
"And then there`s your Freddy mask!" he nervously laughed. I looked around the desk I sat at. There wasn`t any mask on it...
"If you can`t find it, don`t worry. Check under the desk". I did as he said, silently thanking him as I spotted a large brown pony mask on the ground. It seemed to be built to go around a whole head, kind of like a costume.
I tried it on, finding it unsettlingly fit me perfectly.
"The Freddy head isn`t really a major thing to worry about", I threw the thing off with that, "it was just requested by the guard before you".
I raised an eyebrow.
"He said the animatronics... Roamed? I don`t know, but he`s in the day shift now, so there`s nothing to worry about, trust me". I glanced around the room.
"Thanks for creepin` me out" I growled.
"Eh, y-you may see them in another- "click"- room, but that`s impossible. God I suck at this, um, i`m sure you`ll do fine, okay?" Phone guy seemed a bit more... Let`s just say, nervous.
"Okay..." My voice trailed off.
"Ack! One more thing! Keep the music box wound up!" Phone guy desperately cried, as I heard a small melody play on the phone before hearing what seemed to be a cranking sound along with it.
"It`s in the prize corner, i`m sure you can work it out! Have a great night!" the phone cut off, leaving me by myself.
It was also surprisingly already 2 am.
With a bored sigh, and a slight shiver from Phone Guy`s previous words, I flipped the tablet up to my face. Nothing seemed off, I mean the withered`s were in their places, Balloon bi-Boy was standing as derped as ever, and Bonnie was in-
A part room.
My eyes shrunk, actual little dots like tiny ants.
I stared at Bonnie, whom was holding his guitar in a singing pose.
-don`t move, don`t breath-
He stared at the screen, a stationary smile on his face. Oddly, even IN his position, he made no movement what-so-ever.
I stared at him for a bit, probably about ten minutes, until I heard metal hooves stomping on the ground.
My heart thumped around in my chest. Who, besides Bonnie, was wandering around?
I flipped around the camera`s seeing no pony.
Until I got to cam 07.
Chica stood right in front of the camera... Staring at me. Her... Beak, was gone- only having a large toothed smile to replace it (that smile being completely flat).
She had completely black eyes, save fore a small white dot to serve as the pupil.
Gaping, I put down the tablet.
The hall in front of me was empty, and the vent`s showed nothing. I decided to check with the monitor, flipping it up and moving around the party cams.
Bonnie wasn`t in the same room, and so I took to hunting him down. Sadly, I found him in cam 2, bending down near the vents, as if to go in.
He was right by the right side vent, crouched down.
Within seconds, he climbed in.
In front of my eyes, the thing looked back to the ungrated vents, and crawled in.
I was wordless, really.
So I *dropped* the tablet, and rushed to jam the light button. I couldn`t see him yet...
I willed the tablet over to me, and checked the vent cam.
Luckily, it showed the other bend, as they made a right angle. Bonnie was there, just, staring. At the camera.
"Are you TRYING to give me a heart attack?!" I growled under my breath. Bonnie seemed to be smiling, unless that was just a continuous thing in his design.
With a few shallow deep breaths, I moved back to the desk, but didn`t sit down.
"You know what? I can just wait it out, it`s already 2:30" I decided.
Yeah, that was until I heard a bit of loud thumping in the hall in front of me.
My hoof slammed the light button, and to my horror, I saw toy Chica in the hallway. She was just standing there, posing with her cupcake, those creepy eyes staring into my soul.
A cold shiver went down my spine, as we stared at each other.
That is until my light went out.
"W-what?!" I tried pressing it, but it did nothing.
"N-no, work work work..." My heart basically thumped out of my chest.
The light flashed on again.
"Oh thank Arcue-" My eyes shrunk. Chica was gone.
I felt light-headed.
Flipping up the tablet, I switched between cameras, until I stopped at the one leading to the left vent. Chica was also bending down towards it, her cupcake still on it`s platter.
"NO, Chica stay away... Just don`t go in there" I ordered silently.
-Bonnie probably moved-
I changed the camera back to the vent footage, getting nothing.
"Where are you...?" I asked myself. In a frantic hurry, I lowered the tablet. My hoof ran into the vent`s light button. Bonnie was staring at me.
"GAH!!!" I screamed, and my hooves felt their way across a felt mask. The Freddy head.
I swung it over my head, the large circle holes in them allowing me to see through it. Dear Sithis this thing was humid.
Bonnie got out of the vent, and studied me carefully.
He had a face-recognition software built into him, I knew that much. All the toy animatronics did.
Would he attack me?
Toy Bonnie stepped closer, and so all I did was step back.
The blue robotic pony then looked away, before trotting off and through the hallway, disappearing into the darkness of the hall.
"Oh dear Arcues I lived" my words were shallow and shaken. It was 3:00 now... I could live, right? (yes time goes by faster, like the game).
I resumed my post, checking the cameras for Bonnie. He was back on stage, with Freddy.
Mangle was in her spot, the old ones in theirs. Balloon boy was still as derp as usual.
All I had to deal with now was Toy Chica.
She was in the left vent, clearly smiling at the camera (of course her design didn`t really have anything but a smile in it). I left the camera, deciding she wouldn`t move for the time being.
As was- things were normal.
I checked back towards Chica, whom was still in the vent, though she seemed- closer.
"Stay there, duck" I ordered, "Duck duck duck suck suck suck"- I began to randomly hum a song.
"Duck duck duck duck you suck suck suck" my voice carried on through the halls, echoing back slightly.
4:00.
I checked the left vent again, seeing a blank spot of static. I quickly lowered the tablet and jammed the light button- and then proceeded to stuff my face in my Freddy mask.
Chica got out, her smile plastered on her face.
She studied me, like Bonnie had. Her eyes suddenly seemed to become mad, and she stuck her nose in the air, walking away. Her cupcake eyed my on the way out.
As I slowly took the head off, a confused look came over me.
"What, does she not like Freddy?" I asked. Putting down the Freddy Mask, I resumed my position- watching cameras and shining the light on different spots. No pony was coming it seemed.
Oh but life isn`t that fair, is it?
No, of course not.
That`s why I hate it.
A small melody began to play, much like, if not being, Pop goes the weasel. There were no lyrics in it, but it intrigued me.
Where was the music coming from?
It seemed distant when I put down the tablet, so I took it back up, switching to the kid`s cove. No... Not there, but it was louder.
I checked the stage.
Then the game area.
And then... The prize corner.
I shined the light on the room. Why was the present box open?
Why was the music getting louder?!
My frantic mood caused me to switch between cameras, flashing around until I saw the one thing that would have honestly given any pony nightmares for weeks.
The puppet.
It stared at me in the main hall, it`s no eye sockets seemingly staring into my soul.
It had three stripes on all of it`s legs, which were about my height. This thing had an infinite smile, and rosy cheeks.
It`s eyes were purple tears streaming down to it`s mouth.
"T-The puppet..." was all I could say. Cam 07 went static.
I put the monitor down.
-Just stay calm-
I pressed the light button for the hallway, which showed me the monstrosity.
It walked forward slowly.
"Stay away... Stay away..." I pleaded out loud. Maybe it would be fooled by the mask!
I threw it over my head with baited breath.
The puppet got closer.
And closer.
And only closer.
5:00.
It stopped right at the edge of the hallway, and so I stopped using the light.
And then- it disappeared before my eyes.
I flashed the light, but it wasn`t there. I slowly pulled of the mask.
It was just... Gone?
I heard nothing, except that light pop goes the weasel theme, which for some reason hadn`t yet played the last part...
Well, great for me jinxing it.
'Pop goes the weasel'.
The tune stuck to my head as it played.
-oh God-
A white and black blur rushed at my face, two long hooves stuck out to get me.
It screamed as it came at me.
I suddenly felt light headed at the soon to be death, until...
A rather loud bell was heard.
I was awaiting the puppet to shred me to pieces... It never happened. With a bit of doubt that it even left, I opened one eye. Nothing was in the office.
I took a look at my clock.
6:00 am.
"It`s the end of my shift..." I found myself whispering. The prize corner`s present box was closed, and every pony was in their rightful places.
With a heavy amount of effort, I left the office, holding the Freddy mask within a blue aura.
Slowly, but surely, I made my way to the locked front doors.
I unlocked them, and switched a small sign around, reading 'open!'.
"What have I gotten myself into?!".
Sweet merciful crap!!
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mwahahahahahaha!
I don`t exactly see how this story sucks...
But meh, it will get better!
Luckily this is just a practice story tho~
6359149 the force is strong
so... It`ll start to be a while before I post stuff, due to school.
So...
Purple Tears 2 might be next....
I might cancel this story...
Ya know, since the dislikes is kind of beating my likers. I`ll work on Purple Tears 2, but the chapter may not come for a bit~
You think I should cancel this?
hey, I know ye don`t like the story and all... But i`d like to know why.
I mean, I can`t improve unless ye tell me, right?
more please!
6362242 I would, but I may not. I have half of the next chap done, but of course with writers block and the awkwardly large amount of dislikes, I may not.
But I might!
It all depends on my writers block and V here!
*really?*
yeah
*snickering*
... Oh god.
6362249 are we all doomed?
6362259 yeah, pretty much.
Orbital bombs can`t help this one.
6362275 whyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy!?
6362298 mainly because he`s in my in my head.
I don`t think you wanna blow up my head.
6363544 is there chocolate inside?
if so, then yes.
6363696 um... Oh god...
T-there`s no chocolate in my head!!
Oh god.
I`m dead.
6364928 chocolate!
6365627 oh god. Oh god oh god oh god noo-
6365647 dont worry, it wont hurt, much
6365668 god no I didn`t know you were like Vincent! Stay back! I have... A... Uh, Plush!
Yeah, and i`m not afraid to use it!
6365684 i have a plush tra~p!
6365722 aw... I love Plushtrap, he`s so cute and- are you trying to attack me with that?!
I have a foxy pluxhie to counter!
6365727 i have a NIGHTMARE...
6365743 ...
-processing-
*grab that thing over there!*
What thing- oh!
I don`t know WHAT this thing is doing in a kid`s bedroom, but I have a metal pipe! And i`m not afraid to use it!
-would be funnier, but dumb no rp rule scares me into shortening the comment. I hope it`s not rp right now-
I need to attempt a story around these odd little chats~
6367272 type! type as if your life depends on it!
6367396 But it does! My life does depend upon my glowing keyboard!
6368676 type you fool! type!
6368819 type! -goes to Night guards of Equestria-
and type I shall!
6368824 tyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyype!
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6368867 im not dead.
6368911 tyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyype?
Maybe you are, maybe I am too.
Wait, I am. Because I found that suit, and then Freddy. But i`m alive. Because i`m here right now, out of the suit, with flesh clinging to my bone.
Wait what?
6368914 ha.ha.ha. time. to. disappear.
6368919 ... bwye?
Bwye bwye, unless you meant me...
6369042 death to the mortals!
6369279 woo!!! good thing i`m a phobia, not a mortal!
*wait, what?!*
V, shh!!!
6369284 ... death to the phobias? and the mortals!
6369309 whelp, you`d have to kill Vinny, whom is basically Vincent
*just so much freaking awesomer!!!*
So... You wanna destroy a dark autophobia with wings? I don`t. *poofs away* bwye! I`m a be safe here!
6369318 hm... *taps head* you there old buddy, old pal?
"i told you to stop calling me that 6 years ago!!"
6369326 yay, we both have other consciousness(es) in our heads!
V, is mine. He looks VERY much like Vendetta by Rebornica... For odd reasons...
6369354 mine, i dont like talking about it... though, at the same time.... i like talking too it.
"i am not an it!"
fine, fine. she can be, violent...
6369380 hmm... Mine`s a he! But i`m a she!
Odd.
Mine was sonic the hedgehog (stuck in my head since I was five and got sonic unleashed) and then it`s been changing.
Whomever cartoonic character is my fave, then becomes my stalker, but V is now my permanent conscious.
I don`t mind talking about him, he`s annoying, helps me in math somehow, talks to me in more debative ways than not, and likes the same things I like~
Also likes to read with me, even if i`m just reading to myself. Sometimes V won`t talk, but that`s mainly when I concentrate too hard to listen.
I have to loosely pull the threads of our speech together to get an answer.
(this whole comment sounds odd, doesn`t it? Whelp, I must say, V keeps me company, aaaand I just made it weirder... Still, trust me, I may be insane, but not to the psychopathic level~)
(did you delete the blog? Just wondering, since I can`t find it)
6369380 though, I KIND OF wish I could hallucinate V, like Rebornica with Vinny.
Then it`d be MUCH easier to brain storm stuff and make up dumb random comics!
Yeah, my wishlist is weiirrrd....
6369397 yes, i deleted my blog. made it easier
and my voice? im going to say daemons are not good for staying calm and not getting angry... especially when in your head....
6369408 demon!?
Your voice is a demon!
Oh god!
Oh god!
I`m going markicrazy now!
... Is it a phobia voice (like autophobia) or a literal demon on your head?
6369413 not sure... probably a mix of both? i didn't ask it, but i do remember it from somewhere...
6369418 hm... If it`s an autophobia by any chance, i`d go over to an aliens artblog (rebornica art)
Vinny is their hallucination.
It was super scary to them at first, but they made friends with him/it. I don`t know if that would help you (for you said it is a voice)
but mine`s just me, being me, being annoying to me at the same time. (of course though mine has two forms. A nightmare and daylight version) [the nightmare version`s actually pretty cool, more like my night guardian angel thingy then nightmare~] guess that`s why he`s never in my nightmares.
Of course if you don`t want to talk about it that`s okay~
6369418 hope this doesn`t take too long to load.
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That`s basically Vinny, the one like Vincent.
He`s... Odd, as seen here~
6369444 she is, normally silent.... but when she does speak, it is normally to remind me of something, or make me jump in a dream...
6369451 remind you of something...?
V (or sonic at one time) used to remind me of my childish fears- namely how I was scared to ride a non-scary dragon roller coaster for TODDLERS.
I was about five at the time.
V doesn`t do that, thankfully.
He`s more of the.... Silent friend type. Sonic was the same, though more annoying. I don`t really know if it was sonic as my conscious whence I had those terrible guilt trips about my stupid fears.
(i`m not scared of them anymore tho)
I do have one question... Have you named your conscious?
I had a conscious in my head after sonic left for about a year before even thinking about naming it.
Then I came up with V, since he`s so much like Vincent and Vinny~
and Vince.
And Vendetta.