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@fcllower-blog / fcllower-blog.tumblr.com

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;;I think I’m ready to return to this blog, my muse for Follower is so damn strong and he’s just ‘HELLO YES HERE I AM, MOTHER.‘ as I try to make a blog for Bonnie. Gonna revamp everything here including icons and stuff aaa

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                Behind her father, in a darkened corner, hung a jumble of metal limbs,                                    a twisted skeleton with burning S I L V E R eyes.

                                              once in a while it gave an uncanny twitch.

                      The limbs, they CONTORTED && seemed almost MOCKING

                                                   The thing a ghastly jester,

                                             there was something about it that suggested PAIN.

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                Written by Des

  • Indie RP blog for Charlie from The Silver Eyes
  • Selective
  • Oc friendly to an extent
  • 3+ years experience
  • NOT SPOILER FREE
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Callout || Stclker || THIEVERY

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So, as many of you may know, there has been a little drama going on with me and another user. There are no rumors, however, all claims against her are TRUE. I am here to prove this.

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THE WELCOME PARTY HAS ARRIVED!!

@isntjustiified​

                       ╳ | : . LITTLE SHADOW . : | ╳

he’s been watching, studying with pensive silence for some time now, small hands gripped firmly onto the doorframe of o- ne of the opened corridors. Was it... another person?? Was it... that devilish man?? No--

The frame of this... person didn’t exactly match what he’s se- en THAT man to be, but seemed more.. F R A I L && petite.

( HE SHOULD SPEAK UP. )

( HE SHOULD SEE IF... )

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Awkwardly he sticks a leg out, then a small portion of his b- ody to lean out slightly.

( THEY MADE A MOVE TO STRIKE. )

Then cue a clearing of his throat, before finally, soft spoken words left his lips in query.

     ‘‘ He...Hello?? Who... are you??       D-Don’t you know it’s dangerous         here?? ‘‘

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╳ ▓ ¦ ​ @fcllower ||  ’d

╳ ▓ Animatronic ▓ ╳

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Springtrap had stopped counting the times he turned around in the hopes of  catching a glimpse of WHATEVER was after him. But just like the countless times before, the animatronic saw NOTHING. Yet the feeling of being watched, of P A R A N O I A didn’t vanish. But all the animatronic could do was wait.

                         ╳ | : . ? ? ? . : | ╳

As mildly narrowed lids && wide shrunken pupils carelessly trailed down the other’s frame in sudden deep concentration, Follower only barely perceived the fact that the worn rabbit had turned around every now && then, just to take sight of HIM!!

( IN FACT, )

( HE HADN’T NOTICED AT ALL. )

But almost absent mindedly did something tell him to hide wh- enever he could FEEL those cold optics look back && cre- ep forward when eyes were averted forward. It was almos- t like INSTINCT for him.

Now, he steps out from taking refuge back from behind a co- rner littered with shadows && out into light. His form is in a slight crouch-- && his jaw is left hanging, agape. Another h- eavy footstep forwards, && perhaps a short grunt to alert the other of his presence. For some reason, He had felt the need to at least let the other know what they are being stal- ked by.

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THE WELCOME PARTY HAS ARRIVED!!

                        ╳ | : . LITTLE SHADOW . : | ╳

He’s hunched over, heaving in deep breaths to catch his breath, then would eventually lift his head up. He’s pan- icking, crying weakly with such little air within his lungs- but he’s also far too winded to express it further. He can barely breathe.

( HE’S STILL BEING CHASED. )

( HE KNEW IT. )

He knew eventually, that man who has chased him over to such a place as this would soon grasp firm hands aro- und his neck && would whisk him away to continue his torture on him. To KILL him. To finish the job he once st- arted from - from his own sister.

He witnessed as is seemed like seconds as his own blo- od was slaughtered right in front of him. The sharp, cold edge jammed into her small mouth, the thick crimson liquid that came seconds later && The sound of choking, then silence. He was next, but somehow, some way he mana- ged to slip away. ( It was a long story. )

But after countless seconds did it actually happen??

( NO. )

( HE’S ESCAPED. HE’S SAFE NOW. )

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     ‘‘ Hello...?? I..-- ‘‘

He’s now inching further && further into the dimmed e- stablishment ever so slowly, cautiously, FEARFULLY.

     ‘‘ I--        need help...!! ‘‘

He echos throughout a choked sob over his own soft puttering footfalls && would eventually shrink up over his shoulders once the echoed footsteps returned to his delicate eardrums. A truly PITIFUL sight it would h- ave been in the eyes of another.

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I decided to do some 123 Slaughter Me Street fanart!

(I heavily based them off @blasticheart’s versions of the puppets)

I’ve made an AU for these guys! The puppets were part of an museum owned by Tim Denson. As their names suggest, The Greeter greeted guests when they first arrived, The Follower followed guests and showed them around and the waiter was, well… a waiter! he ordered and gave food to guests inside the museum’s cafe! However, the museum closed years later and left the puppets behind, as they drove themselves to insanity and killed and ate the flesh of anyone that came inside the museum’s doors.

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