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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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[Adrenaline? He'd seen people react faster than usual under pressure but that had seemed awfully fast still. But then, he hadn't really been watching Wally that closely. He must have imagined it.]
A NEXT. A person with unusual powers.
[He'd thought they were known of even outside of Sternbild. It wasn't like other cities didn't have heroes too.]
I think sometimes people use a different name, something starting with 'm'?
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[Better to change the topic though, since a bit of further question would probably make it pretty clear how 'normal' Wally really was.]
But you said 'too' in there earlier. Does that mean you're a NEXT?
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While he thought about how to answer, Keith checked his door, sighing with relief when there was no sign of anything lurking outside. Much as he hated to do so he hit the button to open it again. They did need to conserve power. Tearing his gaze away from what was now a gaping pit of blackness hiding unknown dangers he spared Wally a glance and nodded.]
Yes. I am. Does that bother you?
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[Wally grinned, shaking his head before checking the other door again, just in case.]
Nah, I don't mind if someone has powers or not. People can't help stuff like that, just what they do with them, right?
Although if you have something like laser vision, it'd be really helpful here.
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Exactly! That's exactly right! It's what you do that matters!
[Just as quickly his grin disappeared as threatening laughter suddenly echoed around them from seemingly nowhere. Gaze fixed back on his door he shook his head nervously.]
No, nothing like that I'm afraid. No laser vision or anything. All I can do is float. It's not very useful here. It would be much better if I could do something like make electricity. Then we could just keep the doors shut all night without running out of power.
[First Rotwang's androids now these animals. Why did these sorts of things always seem to be bad?]
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[The laughter sent a chill up his spine and Wally checked the doors again, not liking the way things were going right now.]
How much longer do we have to do this anyway?
[Nervously, he pulled up the cameras and checked again, muttering a curse as he noticed the fox face peering around the curtain.]
It's gotta be almost time, right?
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[The clock had gotten buried under the rubbish on the desk with earlier breeze so Keith tore himself away from watching his door again to dig it out. When he finally unearthed it and caught sight of the numbers on it's face he let out a excited shout.]
It's after 5am Mr West! The shift's nearly over!
...Do you really think everything will just go back to normal when it is though?
[Not that he didn't want things to go back to normal, so he could go back to HeroTV and get everyone to help bring the evildoers responsible to justice. It seemed a bit too simple for bad things to just stop because their shift was over.]
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[Wally stopped as right then and there, the power decided to die on them. The doors wide open and both of them utterly defenseless in the dark.]
Oh come on!
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That hope lasted less than a minute.
Tinny music dragged his attention back to the open door where a pair of glowing eyes stared at them unblinkingly. Heart in his throat, Keith did the only thing he could think of. Putting himself between Mr West and the robot he raised one hand in readiness, the bright blue glow lighting up the room as he activated his powers.]
Stay behind me, Mr West.
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[Okay, really not fair at all but he was not going to let someone get hurt just to protect his identity. Other people's wellbeing was more important than that.]
I can handle this.
[The music slowed as he sped up, blurring towards the glowing eyes and using them as a guide for where to rain a few hundred punches at superspeed while he cursed the lack of light. Better lighting and he could have taken the damn thing apart rather than relying on brute force, as it was, he felt like he was doing a lot less than he wanted.
The music was still going, if slowly, and Wally started to really worry about how this was going to turn out... and then it suddenly stopped and he thought he heard something like a rooster crowing?]
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[Just as Keith was readying himself to try and blast the robot to pieces there was a sensation of something moving quickly - faster even than when he flew with his jetpack - and a blur of movement. The blur was in front of the bear and something was happening - there was a constant sound, an almost rumble that he couldn't place and-
The music stopped. A rooster crowed the morning and the clock flashed '6AM'.]
-back. I-
[What had just happened?
...The bear wasn't moving at all any more. Their shift was over. They were safe. ...Mr West was standing in front of the bear. Mr West had been behind him. He hadn't seen the other man move but now he was over there. And something else had been happening with the blur and the bear before it all stopped.]
...I think you might have a NEXT power Mr West.
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[Wally stepped back, wincing and holding a hand that was throbbing an awful lot now, because apparently it wasn't enough that his attack hadn't done too much, he had to hurt himself doing it too.]
Do these things seriously just stop at 6am? Who programs killer robots to do that?
[Still nursing his hand, Wally aimed a kick at the thing and winced as that ended up doing nothing but possibly bruising his toe as well.]
Stupid hunk of junk-! I think I broke a finger back there.
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[Coming over to Mr West's side, Keith shot the bear an uneasy glance in case it was somehow just biding its time. It really didn't seem about to move though and he turned his attention to Wally's hand with a concerned frown.]
I'm sorry you got hurt. You were trying to protect me. Thank you. And again, thank you.
[It was worse knowing Mr West hadn't needed to defend him and it was only because Keith had lied that he'd thought he had to be the one to stop the robot.... Although maybe Keith's powers wouldn't have done much against it either. They'd been lucky no matter how he thought about it.]
Did you want me to help you get to a doctor?
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[Worst he'd need was making sure it was set properly if it was broken, and then a couple of large burgers to take care of his metabolism while it healed.]
Though if it's all the same to you, do you think you can keep the powers thing to yourself? I've got a secret identity to maintain and all.
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[Mr West was a hero? But why would a hero be working a job like this?
...oh, right. He could've heard the same stories Keith had and decided to investigate too. Did that mean he was really-]
You can trust me Mr West! I won't tell anyone, I promise! But, if you're a hero, does this mean you're really...?
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Yeah, I'm a superhero. You've probably guessed already, but I'm the Flash, the fastest man alive.
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[He grins and pats Mr West - the Flash! he's a hero! - on the shoulder.]
So am I! I'm a hero too!