"Happy movie hourss, hope you dressed up!" --Nighshiftsecurity AKA Nina Stinger <3
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~Mun
Obvious Announcement
I dunno if I’ll ever really come back to this blog. The landscape has changed so much since the last time I was active, and I wouldn’t know where to start. I’m keeping it up for archival purposes, because I was and still am quite proud of my writing for what became my weird au for FNAF.
But I haven’t been active in the fandom in years, and I’m so lost as to recent lore. Not that I wouldn’t be interested still, but I feel too far behind to catch back up, and even then, I think the main story of the blog has really run its course. We’ve gone through five arcs with drama and timeskips and battles and really I don’t know where else I would take it. I certainly could never handle adding any more NEW characters to the blog. Sister Location tapped me out. The pizzeria I have is too big, with too many characters really. There’s a lot to keep track of! And with it not being my main interest anymore, I find it wise to leave it as-is with an announcement that I really won’t be coming back.
My mainblog is, as has been for a while, @bi-nightmare and I mostly just reblog shitposts but I may post my newer art there as well. It’s basically all World of Warcraft, though, so keep that in mind.
If you were or still are an active fan of this blog who wondered where I went? Don’t worry. I’m okay, I just can’t really handle this blog anymore, especially with a lot of my old moots gone. It’d feel like starting fresh, and that’s far too difficult to do over and over. But thank you for your support over the years, and if you like to go back and read my old writing or look at my old art still? I’m glad. This blog was very important to my journey as a writer and an artist, and I wouldn’t be where I am today without having run it way back when, at the peak of the FNAF fandom.
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She let out a small yelp out of being startled by the sudden sound of the tiny, airy voice. Quickly looking down, she saw the the small golden bear looking up at her. “A-ah! You heard us?” considering Blueberry and Chickadee from earlier in the other room, probably. Before she spoke again, she got down onto her knees on the floor to be closer to the small one’s eye level.
“My name is Chante. Chica is giving me a tour since I’ll be staying here for the rest of the night. You say this is…” she trailed off in thought, but quickly snapped back upon realization of the specific present box prop and what it stood for. It was the box that belonged to a certain puppet, wasn’t it?
“Oh my gosh!” the woman’s eyes and grin grew large as her gaze stayed on the box. The Puppet was her most favorite of the animatronics from long ago, and to meet them in person?! Sentient?! She was clearly trying her best not to get too excited.
Goldie giggled softly, seeming to pick up on her excitement immediately. He nodded again, big blue eyes fixed on her for the moment. “mine and mister Jack’s. he’s a puppet! do you like puppets? want to meet him?”
Without waiting for a response, Goldie wandered over to the present box and knocked on the top of it softly. A soft ‘mmm?’ was heard from within before the lid started to move. It tilted back, clearly on a hinge, as two thick, black arms pushed it up, quickly followed by a masked face.
Jack blinked, tilting his head towards Chante as he noticed her. “Hello, and welcome to the only time we can talk off-script, my dear. Goldie, is this the guest Lynda mentioned earlier?”
“uh-huh!”
“Well, let me formally introduce myself then. I’m Jumping Jack. Though Jack works just fine around here.” He said as he stepped out of the box. All in all, he was no more than four feet tall, and far less noodley than most puppets. “It’s a pleasure.”
It was then that Chica remembered how Chante’s visit had been predicted. Oh, right. No surprises around here anymore, thankfully. “Right! This is Chante. New crew member for the night.”
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“Well, I do like the idea of eating!” of course you would, you goat, “I don’t have anything in terms of ‘juicy gossip’ to give away, sadly. Movies are nice, I honestly don’t see many of those.” she replied with a sheepish smile while looking between the three girls.
“Would some games work too? I would think some have games as well? … Ah, maybe we can think over some ideas and see what works after the tour. I don’t want to stall too much longer when we can get things set up to be ready for after Chica and I are finished!”
Chante felt guilty for suggesting to continue the tour and not dwell so much, but the sooner the tour is over, the sooner they can all get together and have fun until the sun comes up! That’s a good idea, right?
Chica nodded at that. She hated interrupting conversation, but if you don’t stop Blueberry and Chickadee they will chatter until you fall asleep. Especially Chickadee. “We’re not even halfway done, so how about you two go get something set up in the main room while I finish the tour?”
Blueberry and Chickadee grabbed each other’s hands and bounced up and down excitedly. “Yes!”
The two left the room, giggling. Frederick sighed, waving Chica and Chante off to the next room.
“This way~!” Chica was feeling a bit proud of herself as she showed Chante into the next room. The walls were painted to look like the insides of starry purple curtains, and near the back to their right was a square stage that had a big present box sitting next to it. This looked to be a permanent feature. “This is-”
“this is mine and mister Jack’s room. I was wondering when you’d get here. who are you, miss?” A tiny, airy voice spoke up from beside Chante, like a whisper on the wind almost. And it was coming from a golden bear that was far shorter than she was, and staring up at her with big blue eyes.
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“Well, at least the place isn’t too bad, and there’s somewhere for me to sleep.” though she’s not sure how to respond to the fact she wasn’t the first case of someone strolling in at night. At least she can say she’s one of the first who didn’t get scared of their sentience?
“Sleepover? I.. never had a sleepover before…” Chante’s expression showed less cheer in her response, even a little sad. To be honest, there were a lot of things Chante never got to experience, so she doesn’t know what a lot of her interests are. Considering she was with her ex for a time, and the fact he essentially controlled what she got into and the like, she never had much chance to try things until after she ran off.
Though, the sadness was very brief, clearly hiding the fact there was something wrong in the first place with a smile and a more chipper tune. Perhaps at least Chica caught onto this behavior?
“Well, I suppose there’s a first for everything, right? Maybe we can set something up after the tour?”
“No sleepover?! Well, we have to like, do all sorts of sleepover stuff when you’re done, chickie!” Chickadee wiggled excitedly. “We can gossip about crushes and make Jeremy set up the projector in the main room to watch movies or something!”
“There’s popcorn in the employee cupboard too, hunny-bunny.” Blueberry chimed in. She seemed just as into the idea.
Chica seemed to notice Chante wasn’t feeling well for at least a moment there, concentrating hard on not using her power while trying to give Chante a soft, comforting pat. “None of us really have had a sleepover either dear, unless it counts as one when the guard nods off on duty. We can still come up with something though! It’ll be fun.”
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She gave a nod to Blueberry, “Hello. I’m–” before she could continue, Chante was cut off by the approach and commentary of Toy Chica. She wasn’t too offended (hell, she gave a sheepish smile at being called adorable), they’re probably just as excited to meet her and she is to meet them. Well, almost everyone. Toy Freddy doesn’t look to be the sociable type. Best to leave him alone, at least for now, anyway.
“Nice to meet the both of you! I’m Chante, and Chica is showing me around since I.. am probably staying for the night?” she looked over at Chica after the pause, as if asking for clarification that was the plan for certain. That’s a good question, where will she ‘sleep’? Well, knowing her, she could always stay up until she can leave in the morning.
“This isn’t my first time here, but it is my first time here after the renovations. I’m amazed at how much changed in that timeframe.”
Chica nodded. “You can stay! There are comfy couches in the Office. Also you technically can’t leave, since we have to keep the door locked. But that’s okay!”
“Right!” Chickadee chimed in. “It’s like, a sleepover! Almost.”
“It’ll be fine, hunny-bunny.” Blueberry added. “You’re not the only unexpected guest we’ve had!”
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Even if it was a pun, Chante still let out a chuckle. Leave it to Chante to get amusement out of bad jokes, knowing they are considered bad jokes. What a wholesome dork.
She looked around the new room they entered, still in awe with the love put into this place. Whoever must be running the establishment now must be passionate about keeping the place alive and well!
“Would they not mind me? I wouldn’t mind saying hello, if they’ll be okay with me here when they wake up.” she answered the bird, “It’s probably unusual for anyone to come in at night that isn’t an employee, is it?”
“Not at all! Though Frederick doesn’t really talk much to anyone. He’s a bit of a grumpy bear. Don’t worry, though! Everyone here will like you.” Chica giggled. “And your visit’s not all that weird. Jeremy likes to bring his daughter in, and she’s good friends with all of us.”
At almost the exact same second, the toy chicken and toy rabbit stirred. The rabbit noticed Chica first, hopping off the stage. She almost seemed to glide over to them, as if she were on skates.
“Howdy, Chica! Oh my, who is this?” Blueberry looked Chante over, putting her hands up to her cheeks before meeting Chante’s gaze. The rabbit sported a Southern accent. “Hi hunny-bunny! I’m Blueberry, and welcome to Freddy’s!”
This was immediately followed by the toy chicken making her way over, looking just as excited as Blueberry. “Oh, like, nice! A new friend, huh, Chicks? She’s a-DOR-able! I’m Chickadee, sweetie.”
Meanwhile, in the background, the toy bear stirred. He didn’t seem too interested in joining the crowd, giving Chica a funny look instead of saying anything.
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Chante noticed Chica’s reaction in those few seconds, and felt something along with that. Something triggered the bird, and it was something negative. She could feel that, but over what exactly, she had no idea. And the way she bounced back so suddenly…
“U-um.. Are you..” she meekly tried to ask about her reaction, but considering the tour, it was probably best to wait until later to ask, and followed behind with a slightly shrunken posture. What could have caused such a reaction in Chica?Better yet, Chante, how did you get all empathic with a robot?
The first room to check out was Pirate’s Cove, massive and fit the pirate theme much better than before. The woman was in awe at the drastic improvements, and even walked further in past the chicken to look around the ship to see if she could spot that arcade.
“Oh, this is amazing!“ She exclaimed, spinning about once like some cartoon princess. “It was nothing like this when I was last here, and so roomy! I can see how this is a popular area, look at the paint! And the stage!” hell, she wouldn’t mind sticking around for a little while herself if she wasn’t so excited to see everything else! Maybe she could come back to Fazbear’s more often and visit the animatronics? Then again, they’re not sentient during the day, are they?
She turns around back to facing Chica, beaming, “Are the other rooms as nicely decorated as this too?”
Chica certainly doesn’t like her unintentional ability to invade people’s privacy, but for now she, too, is focusing on the tour. “Yes! Every room has its own theme. They may have gone a bit... overboard... with this design, the ship really stands out--”
Just then, Chica briefly covered her face with her wing-arms. “Oh my... Foxy’s bad jokes are rubbing off on me. Next room, then~!”
The chicken hurries off through a door to their left, into a room painted to look like the inside of a kid’s toybox. The three main Toy animatronics stood there, still looking inactive for now. “Those are Frederick, Blueberry, and Chickadee! They’re usually slower to wake up, though. Want to wait a minute and see if you can meet one of them?”
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Getting the searching look wasn’t too pleasant, but it was understandable for him to do so. There was a moment of relief when he decided she was safe to stay for the night, but it didn’t last lost with the threat he made. At least Chica was being the sweet motherly figure of the bunch for right now, which did alleviate it. Or, at least enough to be able to reply in return to his statements.
“D-don’t worry, I’ll be on my best behavior.” she replied with a nervous smile, “Thank you for letting me stay for the night.”
Then, she turned to Chica, “I would indeed! It has been a long time since I last visited, and I’d like to see everything that changed since then! Just lead me around and I’ll follow?” she took the bird’s gesture to take her fluffy wing in her hand. This was meant to be a handshake, right? Or hand holding? She did perform just a handshake with it, at least.
“All right!” She chirped, accepting the handshake. She paused suddenly, as if she’d been turned off for a few seconds, her eyes widening an odd number of centimeters before she settled back down. She had Seen something. “That’s exactly what we’ll do, dear. I know exactly how to start, too!”
The chicken motioned for Chante to follow, showing her into the nearby room through double doors. This room has a sign over it labeling it as ‘Pirate’s Cove’. Chica’s steps had a sort of bounce to them, despite her slight reaction earlier. This room was massive, with the checkerboard tiles differing shades of sand coloring. The walls were painted to reflect the blue sky and the bluer ocean below, and off to their immediate right was a big, ship-shaped stage.
“This is Foxy’s room!” Chica said, gesturing around. “The Cove is one of the most popular rooms, but because it has a big arcade in the lower decks of the ship, it can’t be rented out.”
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“I believe you’re arguing again…” she responded to the bickering with a quieter voice, nervous to point it out clearly due to fear of any potential backlash, even if there wasn’t going to be any. However, the stirring of the bear got her attention back to him. Despite being, well, Freddy, Chante did express some anxiety upon seeing him awake, considering he was the ‘leader’ of the bunch. The last thing any sensible person wants to do is upset a leader too much.
“No no, they didn’t–” she tried to reply, but paused midway when Chica woke up as well. It was only after she responded did she finally get out what she was trying to say a little more confidently, “– I believe so? I heard arguing, and door opened when I tried to lean against it to hear better what was going on!”
“I’m sorry if I intruded. I only wanted to know what the commotion was about…” Chante added, shoulders tense to pair with her balled fists close to her. What a nervous nelly. “If you’d like me to leave, I can do so.”
Freddy gave her a searching look for several minutes, during which nobody else spoke. Then he shrugged, and moved to lock the front door. “I suppose you can hang around for tonight.”
“You should get a tour, then, if you can stay!” Bonnie suggested.
“Yeah! I can show ye the place!” Foxy offered.
“No way, we have a game to finish, foxbeard.” Bonnie snickered.
“I’ll show you around if you like, dear.” Chica said, holding out a big, fluffy wing-arm. “Just ignore the boys for now, okay? We’ll have a good time. Do you need anything?”
As Chica was playing hostess, Foxy and Bonnie went quiet with their arguing and grinned at each other before rushing into a nearby room to play some games.
“If you have any questions, Chica’s as good a person as any of us to ask, by the way.” Freddy said, leaning casually on the wall by the door. “Oh, also, it would break protocol to let you out during the night watch’s shift, so you’ll be staying here for now, unless you’re trouble. Then I’ll show you out, myself.”
“No need to scare her, Freddy. She’d love to be shown around, though, huh? I bet if you were excited to see us moving about you’d love to meet the whole crew! It’s a big family.” Chica said sweetly, though there was this hidden tone to her words that caused Freddy to drop his tough facade for a moment and return to the stage, at least for now.
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A small frown formed on her lips, “I’ve heard rumors of some darker things. I.. take it from your words the rumors are true?” Chante has heard of the rumors of missing and possibly dead children, perhaps even rumors of it being haunted by said children too. Did that stop her from going in the past? No. Perhaps a part of her even wanted to see for herself to be sure, but she was no employee.
“A-and I understand my reaction may be a surprise. Believe me, I’m no stranger to what’s considered ‘unusual’ such at this. If I had anything to say, this would be one of the more ‘normal’ on the scale of what I experienced, but perhaps we shouldn’t dive into that too much.”Yes, let’s not mention the sentient Halloween skeleton animals in her apartment that somehow actually can eat.
The woman’s focus went to the room around them. The place certainly was different since she was last here, it was nicer! It was great to see things looked better, whoever took over the establishment now certainly put care into everything! Her gaze turned to Freddy and Chica on stage, unmoving from their spots on stage.
“This is so much different now, I almost don’t recognize anything here anymore… Are Freddy and Chica still sleeping? You might want to be careful with your arguing, I heard you two all the way from outside!”
“It depends on what you’ve heard, really.” Bonnie said. “There’re a lot of rumors floating around, but really only us and a few of the people who work here with us know the whole truth.”
They shrugged. If it wasn’t a surprise for her, they weren’t going to be complaining. This was better than the panic and screaming they’d normally anticipate. Bonnie might like scaring people, but it’s hard to make new friends when you can only move around freely at night without scaring anyone.
“Aye. Those o’ us that remember most o’ it that is.” Foxy nodded, then grimaced a bit at her comment on how loud they were. “Well, it be late. Who’s gonna be walkin’ past this place at night? An’ the door’s locked, too. An’ usually Bon’s pretty good about takin’ turns.”
“Hey man, don’t pin this on me. I know you’re forgetful still, but it is totally my turn. It is!” Bonnie huffed. “Yeah, normally we’re not worried about anyone coming around. I guess someone coulda called the police but all they’d find would be some robots, man. Beep. Chica and Freddy normally keep us quieter.”
“Hmm?” As if on cue, the bear stirred. He also gave Chante a quizzical look before noticing that the trouble was already conversing with her. “How’d you get in, kiddo? These clowns open the door for ya?”
Chica sighed as she woke, shaking her head. “Freddy, the answer’s probably simpler than that. I bet Jeremy just forgot to lock up.”
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Oh dang, those really were the animatronics! Foxy and Bonnie, even! And they look so new and repaired! Her eyes were wide at first, but slowly they became just big with awe. Sure, sentient animatronics is a big deal to comprehend, but given past experiences with her other friends, this… actually is a more normal possibility than other things she experienced! She’s actually taking this discovery pretty well!
“Bonnie? F-Foxy..?” ah good, finally, something came out of her mouth after a moment of staring at the both of them. “Are, are you really talking? To each other?” even with possibly knowing the answers herself, it was understandable why she would be asking for confirmation. Who expected sentient animatronics arguing over video games in the middle of the night?! Her hands were balled up and kept close to her chest as she looked at them again. A smile was present now, observing their better looking exteriors again.
“You both look so good too! The last time I saw you two, you looked to be in poor condition. I’m glad you see you got better! Wow, what happened since I was gone all this time?” calm down, Chante, you’re probably making this more awkward with your onslaught of questions.
Foxy and Bonnie stared at each other, looking between themselves and Chante as if they were debating on how she could have gotten inside. She didn’t seem to be scared of them, and was chattering away like someone who had nearly hoped to find out the characters were near-alive and doing well.
“Er... aye, we be talkin’. Do that quite a lot once the lights go out.” Foxy decided to speak up first, tail beginning to swing back and forth as he slowly got excited about this new guest liking them. “It’s ah... it’s been quite a ride, lass. Er... ‘ow much do ye know?”
“Yeeeah, uh, Freddy’s has got kind of a... dark... past. And we may be in a good place now, but we don’t normally expect new people to... NOT be completely, totally terrified of the fact we’re alive,” Bonnie added. “Ya know?”
This main dining room had the tables folded and stacked off to one side, leaving plenty of foot room. The only permanent fixture seemed to the the stage off to the right, where Freddy and Chica still sat, inactive for now.
The short story is I’m half-back. I miss roleplaying these characters and I wanna do threads with them occasionally. Asks are always welcome! Poke me whenever.
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It was the dead of night, stars were not plentiful in the sky, and not much besides the surrounding streetlights were lit within the darkness. Chante did have a destination to get to regardless of the ungodly hour: stargazing, again. It certainly was an interest of hers, and the closer she was to wilderness, the better.
However, there was something that caught her attention amongst the silence of town: two voices to be exact. It sounded like the two voices were fighting over something, but what it was, she couldn’t tell. What she could tell, however, was that the location of where the argument was coming from. Not far up ahead from where she stood was Fazbear’s, a family pizzeria she actually hasn’t entered in the longest time. Wasn’t it closed for the night? This was closing hours, wasn’t it? Why are there people in there? She slowly approached the main door in hopes to get a better listen.
As soon as she leaned against the door, it slightly opened up. Surprised, the woman backed away for a moment at this sudden finding, but slowly pushed it open a bit after a second or two. The voices sounded clearer now, and very familiar…
“No…” she whispered to herself, in disbelief of the tones of the voices. No, they couldn’t be the robots from long ago themselves, were they? They sound so much like them, or at least two of them! Now, Chante became curious, and quietly entered the establishment to follow the sound of the voices. Clearly, this was the only way to find out for sure who they are, right?
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Upon entering, the voices she had heard from outside were coming from her right, and sure enough standing not but a few yards from the entrance were Foxy and Bonnie, though they didn’t seem worn-down or in disrepair at all.
“-beat yer score last night, an’ ye know the only reason it ain’t there is ‘cause we gotta ‘ave Jeremy reset the whole thin’ afore mornin’ comes.” Foxy grumped, crossing his arms.
“Yeah, yeah, but that still doesn’t mean you get to pick the best character for the race tonight.” Bonnie would be sticking his tongue out of he could. “Neehhh!”
“Ye got ta play it last time, Bon, don’t gimme yer-” Foxy paused mid-sentence, noticing this girl had walked in on them arguing. He stared at her for several seconds, not entirely sure what to say first. Nobody else usually saw them after hours aside from Mike or Jeremy.
“What’re you staring at you- oh. Uhh.” Bonnie turned to see her too, waving a little. “Hi...?”
Neither of them seemed to know how to react to this new person’s presence. How she reacted to them would probably determine that, though for the most part they just seem unsure.
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Fufufufu~ Hello everyone! I’ve finally set into motion my return. Let us try this again and hopefully, I won’t be chased off by cowards hiding behind masks like I had been from the Fandomstuck community. Sad to see that they aren’t quite as active as they once were, I hope everyone is doing well. Life goes on and I’m looking to find new people to play pranks on!
Leaving Tumblr RP
I had a good run, when i could be more active. Met some nice people. But it’s time for me to go I guess. Anyone newer in the fandom that I want to reach out to is incredibly selective, and fine, but it seems like they don’t even look at my blog when I reach out to them. So much for the work that went into organizing everything. Plus my old partners have their own lives and replies are infrequent as they always were, which is fine. I don’t want to be a nag, and as of late I really just am not feeling this anymore.
To the people who’ve been with me since the beginning, thank you. You and all the friends I met along the way helped me improve both my writing and my drawing. I wouldn’t be as confident about those things as I am today without this fandom. Where else encourages me to draw furry mechs for fun?
To the friends I had yet to meet here, I’m sorry I finally decided to break this off, but I only recently realized I didn’t have the energy to come back.
The blog will stay up so you all can read and look at everything, and I may still do drawings or even asks for it, but rp is done. I just can’t do it on tumblr anymore. Maybe for a different fandom, but certainly not here anymore.
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Mun Confessions - multimuse style
- Which muse(s) would you to like to have more attention?
- Which muse(s) do you find yourself using a lot? Is there a reason why?
- Are they any muses that take a lot of energy to portray? Is so, who are they?
- Do you have a favorite ship with a particular muse?
- Which muse(s) do you relate to the most?
- How many muses do you have?
- Do you prefer your muses being connected together or not? Is there any that are connected?
- Do you ship your own muses? If so, which are your favorite relationships?
- Which do you prefer: having others specifying muses or randomizing your choices for asks and threads?
- Which muse(s) - in mun opinion - is aesthetically the best looking?
- Hypothetically, which muse(s) would you get along with the best if they were in the real world?
- Hypothetically, which muse(s) would dislike if they were in the real world?
- Would you date one of your muses if they were real? If so, whom would they be?
- Is there any muses you want to develop more?
- Ever had a muse that you thought was way more popular than the others? If so, who are they and why do you think that?