#mangle rp

[ask-mangle-the-sad-one]

*tick tick tick, chonk, the clock struck 9:59, spring Bonnie was sound asleep, everyone else was asleep as well, except for mangle, the anticipation was killing her...*

“I need to find something to do…*looking around she saw toy Chica and toy Bonnie sleeping on the stage toy Freddy was sleeping on the floor next to the stage and balloon boy was sleeping where he normally sat mangle was getting more bored when*” “hahahahah i am so sorry but I just hahaha it’s hilarious how many times you forget that I exist it’s *weaseing laughter*”-ebo “well do you have any ideas?”-a slightly annoyed mangle “no…”-ebo “I thought so.”-mangle *getting really bored mangle starts humming*”hm hm hm hmhm hmhmhm hm hm hm hmhm hmhmhm hm hm hmhm hm hm hmhm hm hm hm *starts over*

[scramjettracy]

John has blocked me from the IR network while I’m stuck in this three-day meeting marathon because it isn’t a great look when I’ve got half an eye on the live feed and start trying to manage rescues during a marketing dept PowerPoint presentation.

And because they “can manage perfectly well without me hovering and in the unlikely event they need my advice or presence he’ll call direct.”

Apparently I am supposed to feel reassured by this. And not redundant at all…

He’s forgotten the mission reports get forwarded to my work email when they get saved.

So, I’m in the finance team’s year end deep dive extravaganza (or ‘YEDDE’ as the CFO keeps calling it because he thinks it sounds groovy) and am 100% focussed on the detail of the ninth spreadsheet they have sent to my tablet (and not at all on the fact they’ve formatted to 2 decimal places in one column and 3 in another and I cannot for the life of me work out the rationale for this) … I’m being a good CEO and trying not to worry about the family. Because they are grown ups and can handle it without me and whatever.

And just as one of the senior accountants is explaining why 1 + 1 does actually equal 3, an email pops up containing this:

…

…

… what happened???

I have made the executive decision that we all need a comfort break and am now pacing the corridor waiting for SOMEBODY ON THE ISLAND TO ANSWER MY CALL.

Is Gordon hurt again?! He looks dead why does he look dead? Was it the lizards again?! Is he ok??? Where did Virgil get a sword and why has nobody told him how to use it?! Has he hurt his hands? Will he ever play piano again?

JOHN GLENN TRACY ANSWER YOUR COMM RIGHT NOW OR SO HELP ME I’M GOING TO SEE HOW FAR BEYOND TRACY TWO’S TOP OPERATING SPEED I CAN GET HER TO FLY.

[theskirmisher]

replying to @goose-of-the-fatui — ➴ "amnesia."

a broken puppet struggling to piece itself together. amnesia!kunikuzushi.

please read my account info & rp rules.

He kept pushing and pushing, dragging himself through the dense cold. The blizzard engulfed the world with its swirling bite, blanketing the puppet and adding weight to his black and red kariginu. A wooden kasa hat was lying nearby, clearly discarded and half-buried beneath layers of white.

Where was he going? He didn't know. He didn't know where he was, much less which direction he should be going. He felt like he should know, that he did know, but no matter how much he tried--his mental efforts alone weren't enough.

He couldn't remember.

But then--suddenly--he heard a sound. A distant profanity and a subtle gasp before the voice grew louder; footsteps resonating in the snow. The puppet glanced to his right, propping himself on his only elbow that didn't ache.

Almost immediately, his mechanical body tensed up even more, alarmed and on guard. His indigo eyes darted to her silhouette; the rippling snow causing a haze in his vision, unable to see her clearly until she neared closer.

"What..." The boy mumbled; his voice shaky and uncertain. He scooted back, wary of her approach.

A stranger, out in the middle of nowhere? With wings sticking out of her head, no less? Not that he had any right to comment... since he, too, was a stranger and not human.

"...I don't know." How was he supposed to answer? He felt the need to shut her down--to protect his pride from this embarrassing situation--but what else was he supposed to do when the blizzard threatened his life?

There was a trail of blood behind him from where he crawled, leaking from the cracks in his synthetic flesh. And although he had twisted his limbs back into place, they were still damaged with tears and rips. He could feel everything--every ache and sharp pain that consumed him. Yet he didn't have the instinctive reaction belonging to humans. Didn't know how to stress or convey the agony he was feeling outside of subtle groans and unnoticed tears.

// I have no idea what I'm writing or if any of the last paragraph makes much sense.

I'll respond again tomorrow at the earliest. CT timezone.

[ask-mangle-the-sad-one]

*withered Bonnie came into the room* mangle~ so nice to see you.,..a little balloon boy told me that I could find a certain yellow rabbit in here.......know where he is by chance?

hmm 🤔 I don’t remember a yellow rabbit but toy Bonnie was here a-wile ago

[hypnotic-delusion]

whatever...go my nugget josephine

[princesslizzyafton]

*playing crumbling dreams on her pan flute*

-@ask-glamrock-mangle-in-kids-cove

Hello! That is quite a cool flute you have! You are quite talented!!

[ask-mangle]

"My name is Foxy- though the employees call me, 'The Mangle .' Either one is okay with me !"

"I seem to have misplaced a piece or two ... come a little closer, so I can see you ! I don't bite !"

[natemares-weird-ask-blog]

Master Post

Hello!! Here I roleplay as Mare from Nwtb's music video Mangled. This blog doubles as an ask blog and just regular role-playing. If you want to see me drawing Dawktrap and making my own fanmade Youtuber egos then you can follow my main blog here! @the-matpat-ever and if you wanna roleplay with dawko egos @manic-n-panic-rp

Boundaries~ I am a minor, talking about or role-playing nsfw are off limits. The only thing I'm comfortable with is gore or eldrich horror type deals. If you wanna roleplay with me you can dm me or give me an ask(I have anxiety reaching out to people first so be aware, being very clear with what you want to rp or talk about helps a lot). Any shipping asks or rps are fine as long as they're legal

Now heres some rp info about my sillies:3

Mare

Pronouns~ He/It

Gender~ This thing don't got a gender

Age~ Mf doesn't age

Sexuality~ Pansexual

Height~ 6'

Other~ Bro fr kidnapped Matt because he was bored. He treats him kind of like a pet. He holds grudges on others like no other, especially since he's not human, which lets him eat inedible things like chalk and paint. Also, Phantom is like an annoying, all "righteous acting" older brother to Mare. Mare absolutely despises him. Skilled at fighting but he's very messy. Very possessive of his things.

Personality~ Anger driven, keeps to himself, sarcastic, arrogant, acts before thinking, messy, mysterious, mischievous

Matt

Pronouns~ He/Him

Gender~ Cis Male

Age~ 32

Sexuality~ Bisexual

Height~ 5'7

Other~ He had worked many jobs in retail until he got a job at Freddy's. He worked the dayshift and nightshift whenever he could. While he was getting shit faced at a bar in town he was kidnapped by Mare. He is quite freaked out by it but at least he's not being tortured...physically anyway. He's not very well with blood and will probably faint upon seeing it. Mare seems to think they're buddies sometimes and Matt cannot stand it.

Personality~ Awkward, stubborn, gets freaked out easily, no bullshit kinda guy even though he creates the bullshit, quite lazy and acts like an angsty teen when drunk[think of Ragatha in the 4th TADC Ep.]

[ask-glamrock-mangle-in-kids-cove]

Mangle?

Hi, um.. Do you mind if I speak with you?

×@map-bot-offcial

what is it?

[ask-mangle-the-sad-one]

Mangle! Ebo! I found a secondary power source I can use to let Ebo wander wherever he likes!!

”wander?”-ebo.

Are you thinking of taking him and one of my legs aand the other hand?

[t4ngl3d-and-m4ngl3d]

INTRO POST!

"Don't be afraid! Soon you'll look just like me...beautiful!"

This is a Mangle RP/ask blog! Willing to RP with any FNaF blogs and even OCs!!

Asks are open!!

Rules for asks:

- NOTHING NSFW!!! (Gore is fine, as long as it has a clear trigger warning.)

- I will not be roleplaying any ships.

- You may put vents, angst, fluff, etc in my inbox! (However, if you do, please refer back to rule 1)

- You may put it in the blender

- You may eat her wires

- You maybjust generally harass it (AGAIN NO NSFW)

- You may also offer to (try to) hug him!

- If you hug them, she will probably be confused.

MOD is @str4ng3r0nl1ne

[CREDITS TO ORIGINAL OWNERS OF THE DIVIDERS]

[princesslizzyafton]

(Ooc I’m back)

*Walks up to you*

*tries to say something but all you hear is raidio sounds*

ebo: I would say what the problem is but this is a little funny.

*tries to bite ebo*

-@ask-mangle-the-sad-one

(ooc/ Welcome back!!)

Mangle, Ebo! How have you been! *she hugs them both, her wings fluttering happily*

[theskirmisher]

replying to @who0se-bad-idea-was-this — ➴ "amnesia."

a broken puppet struggling to piece itself together. amnesia!kunikuzushi.

please read my account info & rp rules.

The puppet was a mangled mess with tears ripping down one of his legs and cracks in the other. His arms were loose and clearly broken, yet the unknown boy continued to persist despite the blizzard that encapsulated the area.

The epitome of perseverance, even as his indigo eyes hazed with each pull and crawl. It was clear that this lost, broken puppet was desperate to survive in some way. Threatened by the cold that could freeze his electric wires and mechanical structure.

He stiffened up when he began to hear something different amongst the howling winds--footsteps walking in his direction. He glanced to his right, on guard and wary of this purple blob of a stranger. He could barely see past his wings.

"Wh..." The puppet cut himself off, his brows furrowing as he attempted to take in the sight of this stranger. "..Who are you?"

His tone sounded accusatory, yet his voice itself was weak and shaky. He didn't know why he was here in some place he couldn't recall the name of. The landscape was covered in fields of snow and a giant, looming mountain plopped right down in the middle.

[concerned-wet-floor-sign-bot]

I think I should have made heads instead of using dragon heads

I built a Lego mangle!

I am thinking about attempting to make an actual fox head and a endo head. Until then I hope you guys like it!

[virgil-analogical-trash]

Fnaf Group Roleplay Server (Discord)

All FNAF Games(Canon) Are included currently! Here's a list of taken/Some Open Characters

I want to fill two full animatronic Rosters then OCs will open up (Human and Animatronic)

Not every Canon Fnaf Character is listed.

[on-the-flipside]

frjgjfdkdkfkfkfkfkfkfkfkfkfkfjjfjsmsnengidjdbgnksnsnfjifjent kfksnenrkdje rmfkdjenfk / *raido static*

-@ask-mangle-the-sad-one

Uhhhh,,, Sorry, I didn't get that? Can you check the line?