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bakerstreet2014-08-16 04:52 pm
thatsocks) wrote in bakerstreet2014-08-16 04:52 pm
FIVE NIGHTS AT FREDDY'S MEME
During the day, it's a place of joy. But you aren't here during the day. Maybe you've desperate for a bit of cash, and ignored the ominous warning on the newspaper ad. Maybe you've eaten at the pizzaria since you were a child, and thought that taking up a job here can't possibly go wrong. Or maybe you're just playing the game under your bed covers at 2am.
Because seriously, who the fuck would work here for more than one day.
This is a meme based of the new horror game, Five Nights at Freddy's. As you would expect, this is a horror meme. Therefore, warnings for blood, gore, mutilation, and if you're really fucking scared of living dolls and the like you might want to think twice before posting here. A playthrough for the brave, and a small snippet for the faint of heart:
You've been hired as the night guard at a pizzaria called 'Freddy Fazbear's Pizza', and it seems that the animatronics seem to get a bit... quirky at night. On your first day, a phone recording from the previous guards starts to play, and it explains that you can't let the animatronics see you, or they will force you into an animatronic suit. And with all those wires and cogs in an animatronic suit? Yeah, that isn't going to end well.
Unfortunately, you can't just close the doors and pray to whatever deity you believe in. You've got limited power (you know, budget cuts) to make it through from 12am to 6am. Checking security cameras to see where each animatronic is, turning on the hallway lights outside your guardpost, closing the doors- all of these take up power. Use it all up? Black out, and you're left exposed. Good luck surviving that.
The guy on the phone is good at giving you tips, at least-- but these robots don't just seem to be... robots. They only move when you're not looking, and when you are looking, they have a tendency to look straight at the screen. (People who've seen Bonnie at Cam 5 will know how batshit terrifying this is.) And they seem to be... rather intelligent. Wait, did that one just talk?
There's 4 animatronics- Bonnie the purple bunny, Chica the chicken, Foxy the fox and Freddy the bear. Foxy's special, in the sense that it's got a whole area to itself and if you don't watch it enough, it will run down the fucking hallway. Freddy rarely leaves the stage... but he will if you run out of power. Oops.
You've got to balance limited power, limited view and trust that lady luck is on your side-- just to survive to 6am.
Good luck, sport.
Options:
1. FIRST DAY: You and your new co-worker take the job as night security. Maybe you're childhood friends, maybe you're strangers to each other. But when the phone recording starts playing and you both realize this isn't exactly what you two signed up for, you'd better start working together. Fast.
2. OVERTIME: Maybe you're a sucker for the paranormal or you seriously have a death wish, but you haven't quit the job yet. Quite the contrary, in fact. You're working doubly hard. Except tonight, it seems that they're getting more... lively. Hey, did the rabbit just speak--
3. FUCK THIS SHIT: Hell no are you staying cooped up in the guard room. You're going out of there. Maybe you're gonna investigate the back rooms, maybe you're going to find someplace else to hide, or maybe, if you're actually sane, you're going to try finding a way to escape. Still, is that a the music box theme song you hear nearby? Maybe leaving wasn't the best idea...
4. THEY GOT YOU: Uh oh. Well, they're here. Time to say your last words before you get brutally slaughtered by walking talking animatronics.
5. CHECK PIRATE COVE GODDAMMIT: Hiring more than one guard was a mistake, because in the heat of the moment, you're arguing over what to do. Maybe they want you to close the door, but you've only got 20% left and 3 hours to go. Maybe they want to look at another camera. In any case, try to settle this dispute fast, or something else is going to do it for you.
6. WHY IS IT DARK: Oops, out of power. Quick, play dead!
7. JUST PLAYING THE GAME: You're not actually stuck in a life-or-death situation. You're just playing it on your computer. It's still fucking terrifying, though.
8. YOU CAN'T CONTROL ME: Or make your own prompts!
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But, we didn't even use that much power!
[Ah, if only they knew what Timp knew. BECAUSE WHY. They were being so good with conservation!]
I don't understand! It is like it's disintegrating at the same time! [Now she's wondering if they should just shut off the room lights.]
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MAYBE]
Even the cameras are screwing up... [Though, that part is probably more sinister in cause than just 'lack of electricity'. There's probably a reason only the animatronic heads are twitching uncontrollably, and the fact that the animatronics are all staring at the cameras is fucking creepy as-is.
Somehow, he doubts the previous guard got the right idea about the animatronics being innocent rule-enforcers.]
Shit- can we make it for two hours with this? [The useless fucking fan has be switched off already, but there's no way he's going to sit completely in the dark, thanks. WHAT IF THEY SNUCK INTO THE FUCKING ROOM]
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Are they? [She takes a look over his shoulder. The static and the twitching makes it look like the heads are moving too, which makes this even worse.
Did the previous guards even survive, is what she would wonder.]
What else could be turned off...?
[She looks around; the fan has been switched off, and only the lights could go now. But that would leave them vulnerable, since they might not be able to see each other either.
This is when she huddles closer, as if to make sure they can't hear.]
Are you afraid of having to compensate for the animatronics?
inb4 they get horribly mutilated
Hell no. We'd be doing this world a favor.
[And suddenly, everything seems a lot less scary, and a lot more like a challenge.
He flashes both lights- the chicken and the bunny aren't there. Both doors fly open, and he stands up.] You think you're strong enough to fight off... whatever abomination is taking the shape of these robots?
WEEPS LOUDLY oh well he already has an eyepatch.
But when his expression changes, and it seemed like the air in the room started to change. Sen straightens up and taps her arm.]
I am stronger than I look. I mean, at least enough to fend them off, but if we can coordinate our attacks together, we might be able to win instead of just waiting here...
[And when it comes to battles, she kind of likes winning. Oh.]
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no one needs a job that has a 80% chance of killing you for $4 an hour, he'd rather just stab an asshole rich guy for ten grand]
You think a gun might work on those things? [Maybe if he aims well-- oh, yeah, about that. He hands a handgun to Sen.
HE JUST FUCKING CARRIES THEM AROUND, YEAH]
Or do you think they'll be affected more by having a chair thrown at them?
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Meanwhile, she really shouldn't look so shiny eyed at his gun. But she does. And will dismiss the idea of him carrying it around. THEY ARE NIGHT GUARDS...]
It might! If anything we might be able to distract them enough. [She takes the gun and weighs it in her hand. At least she's a decent shot.]
A chair would be good as well, since we can knock it down...
[Sen then stares at him for a good moment.] Do...you think you might be able to pull their limbs and head off after we've managed to get them down? [HE LOOKS STRONG AND THEY LOOK OLD.]
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Well... if they survive.]
They're probably more than animatronics, if you know what I'm getting at. [Double check the hallways, nothing yet.] But even demons can't face the likes of me.
[He takes a chair-- and the fan too, because why not.] How about we go get the chicken, first? Maybe it'll start running once it realizes the tables are turned.
[THIS IS A STUPID IDEA IT'S 5AM BEST TIME FOR LIFE DECISIONS]
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Ah, you're right. It doesn't make any sense, but for them to even be like this. [She still hoped to be optimistic in that the robots were still just robots, and there was a sicko controlling them. Because dealing with a sicko is easier than dealing with mysterious forces.] But only if you are confident! Otherwise, I would rather if you live...
[Don't die on her, Motochika! They can try to escape the building instead! (though if this works out, she'll help rip off heads too). After he takes the chair and fan, she keeps the gun close. If anything, there are more things in the restaurant they can use.]
Alright, let's get that chicken. [And compared to pirate cove, it was slower. 5AM MEANS THEY'RE CRAZY ENOUGH TO DO THIS NOW.]
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[That's exactly what you're doing right now, Motochika. He creeps out the door soon- checking the camera for just a moment, he sees it in one of the rooms with wires. Alright, then.
Abandoning the guard post now. It's duck hunting season, ladies and gentlemen.]
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[YEAAAHHH because she needs to play her part too! But yes, they really are diving head first into death now (ah). As soon as Motochika knew which room to go to, she follows after him, gun poised into position. Nothing more appropriate than hunting ducks with one, right?
It's also much darker down these halls now, but somehow, it was less scary than waiting for your doom in the guard post.]
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You hear that? [That's mechanical. And it's coming. Wait, it's coming fast-] CRAP!
[WHAT THE HELL IT WAS LIKE STILL ONE ROOM AWAY, BUT NOW IT'S JUMPING, STRAIGHT AT HIS FACE. His head would be crushed by gears right now if his reflexes failed him, but lo and behold, they don't. Chica is smashed to the fall as the chair bats against it; now he dumps the chair and SHOOTS THE FUCKER.
BANG BANG BANG
THERE DEAD THERE'S STATIC AND SHIT HAVE THEY WON]
...Did that just happen?
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She didn't even have time to answer him when SOMETHING IS COMING RIGHT AT THEM.]
MOTOCHIKA--! [It lunged straight at him first, but she couldn't shoot it if they were both moving, just in case she hit Motochika instead. It was when he managed to crush Chica onto the ground that she joins in shooting the shit out of that bag of metal and wires.
And once there was silence...she shoots it again and picks up his discarded chair and smashes it down Chica's face.]
I...I think it did! Don't scare me like that! [She says this while she's stomping her foot into the chair too.]
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No time to question it. He listens out for just a bit, before going--] Grab the head, I'm pulling a leg off. [Just in case.]
And I did tell you to have some faith in me, right? [He actually smiles with that smug statement, being the... third time he's smiled tonight. When they're trying to pull a limb off, they might see an uncanny number of teeth drop out of its circuits-- as well as hear some ominous music box sounds in the distance.
Maybe this was a bad idea.]
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It was hard to hide the relief she had though, mostly surrounding Motochika's situation.] You did, and we came out of it intact. But it isn't over yet.
[She manages to give him a quick smile and then starts to pull. It was rather...well, it was tight, not at all like pulling robots apart. It was like pulling meat apart.
She was about to say how uncomfortable it was until she heard the music, and quickly shot a glance at him, hand immediately moving over to the gun. And the other still hovering over the now severed head, because she will throw that at whatever comes at them.]
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It isn't, is it? [Motochika would agree with the 'meat' part, if he had time to think. Because the glowing eyes in the darkness are dashing, and yet the music almost seems unable to catch up, and that moronic pirate is caught off guard--
The howling that fills the air when Freddy slams onto his left is definitely human, though. Bang, bang, but it's not doing anything, its mouth is moving for the left side of his face, even with a bullet through its face.]
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It was like in slow motion; Sen was watching Freddy attempt to kill Motochika so that he will be stuffed into a suit.
She won't let Freddy touch him.
It was like something snapped inside her mind, a kind of strange survival mechanism to protect themselves, as well as vengeance, that had her practically lunge at the animatronic with the dented chair, using the legs to sharply crush the robot's side. It wasn't going to shatter to pieces (since lord knows why they seem so resilient or what's inside of them) until she repeatedly beat its head in with the chair.]
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And then those two words register, and he realizes that it really hurts, like a fucking bitch, and yet it's somehow stopped escalating for a moment. His good eye has managed to escape unscathed, somehow, and it finally snaps open to look for the source of that metallic clanging sounds.
Oh, it's Sen.
...
Fuck-
Don't mind if he still tries to hold the fucker in place for Sen, even though his head is throbbing and he can still barely hear anything except for the blood by his ears.]
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With a foot fixed on its body as well, a hand on an arm and the other on its head, she pulled; if she couldn't rip it off completely, then enough to tear the links and wires inside. Or whatever is holding them together. She needed to disable it enough so she can go tend to Motochika. Well, she managed to pull the arm out of its socket before she focuses it all in his head and tosses it aside.]
Motochika! [She's quickly looking at him, even though she's still on guard.] How are you feeling? Should we go back to the office?
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Well... part of it.]
I'm... [Going to check on the left side of his face now, which is just... numb, honestly. The place above his eyebrow did not fare well (see: torn to pieces), and there's a huge gash from there right down to his jaw. At least it's not ripped through his good eye? But Motochika's stylish eyepatch is beyond ruined. And while he doesn't feel pain now, he can still slightly feel the warmth of his hand, and he can definitely feel the blood.
This is going to sting once the adrenaline's gone.]
The office? We'll get jumped by the fox. [They've gone too far now, Sen. Not to mention that they have little to no idea where the others are now. And to finish his answer...] I'm fine. I can still fight.
[what a total idiot]
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This will slow the bleeding. We need to get out of here as soon as possible.
[She tried to gently secure the makeshift bandage around his face to cover as much of his wound as possible without getting in the way of his good eye. She was definitely jumpier, with Motochika injured like this. This Real Shit has gotten even More Real.]
Please take it easy, though, as much as you would want to fight, if you pass out, it's all over.
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Oh.
...
This kind of first-aid is kind of nostalgic.
Okay, great, he's feeling nostalgic over being stuck in a third-rating fast food establishment with human-sized killer robots. Just when you thought you managed to stop the robots from making you go insane. Motochika tries to act as the ears for Sen when she's doing the bandage, deciding that protesting was stupid (even for him) and doesn't shrink away, though he does mutter 'it's not that bad...' for a moment.]
Well, you were right, when you said you're tougher than you look. [Which only makes her even cuter ngl] We're 50% through, right?! We'll hear the fox first before it jumps us-- the rabbit might be a problem, though. If we're lucky, we won't run into both at once.
[And if they aren't. Well. One of them could always be a good distraction. But they both (probably) have no intention of abandoning the other, unfortunately. Motochika picks up the battered chair and fan-- you have served him well, o chair. Mr. Fan, on the other hand, has been mostly useless.]
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Once she finished, she moves over to his left side, so that she can help him if he needs to. Because hey, he said she was stronger than she looked, right? Which she blushes over because--]
I apologise for having you see me act so unsightly. [She's not always this violent!] But desperate times, desperate measures, I had to stop it from killing you somehow...
[Right there, proof she won't abandon him. As he talks through what their "mission" is like now, she moves over to look at anything around them that could serve as a weapon too. Other than the battered chair (so strong!) and the fan. Perhaps she should take that one.]
But ah, you're right...should we try to take one down now? Which should we aim for? Or hide it out until later? [Because of his eye!]
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Apologize? [Don't laugh, Motochika, you need to listen out for robots. So he doesn't, but he does look pretty amused.] Act unsightly for all I care. If it's going to help save our lives, why should I?
[And also, yes, proof. He'll... stare down at the hallway. They could possibly break out without running into any, but... what if they break out with them? Nevermind the wake they'll be put down quickly enough when, say, the SWAT team gets pulled in on their ass, the fact that they can either stop them here or let their massacre continue (even if it's only for a while) leads to a clear-cut decision.
They're killing the fuckers.]
Seeking them out never worked in our favor. Now that we're out of the guard post, they seem to like charging us. [Maybe they're desperate.]
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She looked visibly surprised by his amusement; but it's touching, in a way, that he doesn't mind this at all! She did noticed that he didn't mention anything before that, they were fighting like mad folks and it was fine.] I...will do my best!
[And she'll do her best alright. And Motochika's reasoning? What a hero. She would back him up through this the whole way, because he is right.
She taps her chin before she looks down the hallway, the opposite direction, so they can have eyes on both sides.]
Ah...it does seem that way. Perhaps they feel threatened that we're not frightened?