test drive meme

[modguy]

FAZBEAR'S FRIGHT: TEST DRIVE

Welcome to Fazbear's Fright: The Horror Attraction! Interested in the game but not sure if your character would fit in the setting? Then this meme is for you! Hell, bring in anyone you want, even if you don't plan on applying. Everybody's thought at some point what they would do in frightening situations - they just happen to involve murderous robots in this case. When making a top level with your character, make sure to include their full name and canon in the subject line, and whether they are original canon or AU or what have you. Keep the setting in mind for writing prompts, and have fun!

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[jonesiseverywhere]

Casey stiffened. Could this guy snap his neck? He was military or something, he could totally do that. He knew, distantly, that Wash probably wouldn't do that but Casey also couldn't quite wrestle his thoughts under control.

The bird was staring at them and they were staring back at it and someone was going to blink first. Casey knew -knew- he couldn't let it be him but this was going against every instinct he had to run over to it and wallop that stupid bird in it's dumb head.

His hands trembled...no, his body was starting to shake under Wash's hand. It was hard to breath in this mask and this was so frustrating and that dumb bird wouldn't Go. Away.

The pizza is the real key to the children's revenge.

[glowygreendeath]

We will take watch in the office, then.

[It wasn't like he'd seen any threats on this floor, but having as many eyes and ears as possible was never a bad strategy. The possibility of a counter-argument never crosses his mind, so Ermac immediately heads back out into the halls.]

[withtherisingsun]

[Dawn nods her head, looking at the exhibit itself. Hmm. It seems innocent enough, but that's what she said when she first saw one of the toys.

...Dawn's gonna look back over.] May I come with you? Just in case. [Two explorers are better than one, right? Especially when one has a flashlight tied to her scarf.]

[glowygreendeath]

We are Ermac.

[He glides a little closer to her, curious. He'd heard of vampires, of course, but only as myths from Earthrealm. Actually encountering one was...interesting.]

You feed on blood?

[glowygreendeath]

We do not take orders from you, human.

[He crosses his arms in annoyance, but makes no move to punish the boy. After all, the kid was no threat to him, and he seemed to know something about the place that Ermac didn't.]

What "pink fox thing?"

[withtherisingsun]

Here, then.

[Two sets for you, then! One good set, one 'might wanna use this first to put 'em out of their misery' set.]

I know, but...well, better safe than sorry. ...And I tried the vents, but... [She's thankful that lights are bad for the animatronics, because otherwise she'd be chicken food right about now.]

[glowygreendeath]

Then we won't.

[Why ask the question if he didn't want it answered? Thousands of souls at his command, and he still found humans perplexing.]

We will go there now. Follow us if you wish.

[With nothing left to say, Ermac glides eerily down the hall like some kind of apparation made flesh.]

[badturian]

[The movement is going further away, it seems. Garrus brings his tone back up, though he's still looking in the direction of the noise, and his hands don't move from where he has them.]

It might be. Given the subject matter...

Think about it. We know the robots will kill most of us on sight. We also know they're malfunctioning in some manner. But we haven't had much time to stop and ask why they're doing it. Why they malfunctioned to begin with. And it sure is coincidental that the games on those consoles depict...what they depict.

[His eyes narrow.]

I can keep watch. Still, I'll warn you. They're primitive games, but the content is clear enough.

[Not that he thinks the kid can't handle violence in a normal video game. But what he played and the other ones he spotted others playing were anything but normal.]

[thii2ii22tupiid]

*Sollux takes the batteries with a nod.
The vents? He hadn't actually tried moving around in those. They seemed more like death traps than the rest of this place. No room to turn around quickly if something was coming right at you.*

Did you see a lot of them in the vents? I hear banging sometimes, but I can't be sure what it is.

[thii2ii22tupiid]

They don't, though. Half the time they just ignore me, I don't know what to make of it.

*He's not a kid so clearly its not cause this place is made for kids. It must be something else B|*

Good, I'll see what I can find in them, then.

*He takes a couple moments to make sure the area is clear before starting, carefully, towards where he last saw an arcade.*

[jonesiseverywhere]

"I'm not orderin' you to do anything. I'm telling you that there's something you should punch hangin' around. It's got a big pink fox head fulla fangs and it crawls on the ceiling like a jacked up spider!"

And it also makes a loud static-y sound, like what's faintly echoing from the hallway right now.

[badturian]

[Eh, its only fair to question him since he started it.]

I'm a soldier, more or less. Currently...inactive.

[Frown. Man, even now, peace makes things so weird and he never thought he'd ever not be fighting in come capacity.]

I'm at a small disadvantage without my weapons, but I can still hold my own.

[badturian]

They ignore you?

[He follows, keeping behind Sollux, bending low and holding his flashlight and mask as he would any of his gear back home. Old habits die hard. Even when it causes the stench in his mask to waft up to his nose.

Ghk.]

...Have you noticed if there's a pattern to the ones that ignore you?

Area One

[badturian]

[Well, there is the very giant. bulky, inhuman shadow quietly walking through the darkness of the dining room. It looks pretty scary, and its whispers echo through the air towards Madoka's ears, as if to threaten her. To take her. Tdestroy her.





Also it just smacked its kneecap into a chair and is swearing under its breath. Because ow, damnit. Ow. Why did that even hurt? He's still wearing armor! Even if its not wholly effective against the animatronics, the chair is not that powerful!

...or is it? Oh, the hell if he even knows what anything in this place is capable of right now, he's just going to start going in this direction.]

[thii2ii22tupiid]

They don't always ignore me. But the ones in this section--the ones that weren't in the first area, however many floors that was--are the most likely to just pass me by. The other ones might but they might also attack, I usually don't give them a chance to get close.

*Sollux has a flashlight, which he has in a hand so it can be flicked on easily but doesn't seem to be too concerned about it. He doesn't have a mask, though. He abandoned that awhile ago.*

[badturian]

The ones that didn't first appear in the upper floors...so the newer-looking ones don't even bother you.

[His eyes narrow at this. He thinks back to the game.]

There has to be a reason for that. And I'm not liking what's coming to mind.

[thii2ii22tupiid]

They do sometimes, but not always.

*They proably just want to play! But Sollux doesn't know that and isn't taking any chances.
He frowns.*

What's coming to mind?

[badturian]

Adachi!

[On his end, Garrus is getting more and more worried. He's doing his best not to just up and try and go back to the security office, since its pretty clear to him that his senses of direction and sight are FUBARed until Adachi resets the air.

Still he at least needs to keep communicating to the other. Try and make sure he's not dead.]

Tell me what's happening. What is going on?

[badturian]

A few things.

How old are you?

[I mean. You look like a kid. A weird grey kid...like the shade of...um.

Probably best not to say that out loud, but yeah.]

[thii2ii22tupiid]

*Ugh, he's so tired of this question.*

Six sweeps.

*No, he's not going to convert that to human years or anything else.*

I'm not a wiggler--a child, if that's what you're asking.

*Except he is as far as the animatronics are concerned. He'll be so pissed about that later.*

[glowygreendeath]

You were discharged?

[The concept of peace was completely foreign to him. There was always war, always combat, always some conflict somewhere. So,, there was always a need for soldiers.]

You have no weapons?

[badturian]

[Thank you, Sollux. That doesn't help as much as he'd wanted. Still.]

You're still pretty young, though.

Do you see a machine?

[badturian]

No, not exactly discharged. Just...no longer fighting.

[Its not a bad concept! Its just a new one for him, too.]

My weapons were somehow taken from me when I got here. A bit annoying, I have to admit, I spent hours making sure they worked properly.

[unrecovered]

Wash's days of teamkilling were long over - at least, as far as he was concerned - but if a little intimidation got Casey to stand still, then so much the better.

Right up to the point where Casey started shaking under his grip. Great. Panic wasn't going to help either of them, and if Casey bolted or attacked he may well get the both of them killed. "Stay cool," he murmured, slowly moving his hand from the back of Casey's neck to his shoulder, trying to ground him. "Deep breaths." Wash wasn't about to tell him that everything would be fine; with that damned chicken wandering around the kitchen, it was a pretty blatant lie.

Fortunately, something about the masks worked; after another staring contest that felt like it went on forever, the chicken turned and headed out of the kitchen.

[glowygreendeath]

Then you have been wounded.

[He pities the creature. To be unable to fight was unthinkable.]

We, too, have been disarmed. It will make little difference when we find the one responsible for this.