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            Who, me?                       I’m your worst

                                    NIGHTMARE.

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i’m gonna go work on my daughter

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he watches the other stand, leaning against his outstretched arm. it was a slow moving process, as the rabbit no longer had his lucky foot or an arm to help himself with. not that nightmare would offer to be that arm for him. that wouldn’t gain him much. when the rabbit is on his feet and stares at nightmare, he exchanges the red gaze with his own.

         “ what about me? what do you mean?”

the laugh from the other sounded like music to his  drooped ears. not even that, it was fuel. it was a   p u s h .  convulsing at  the seams,  the bunny allowed his remaining  metal hand droop down to his side, dragging along the checkered floor. standing was a challenge, metal groaned deep within the beast, but he paid no attention to it.

“ᵗʰᵉ ʳᵉᵃˡ ʳᵃᵇᵇᶤᵗ…”

repeated words from the other, a simple phrase, but that was what got the gears turning. but the bunny dared not take a single step yet. instead, red beams, both lit now, were focused around the shadowed bear.

“… ʷʰᵃᵗ ᵃᵇᵒᵘᵗ ʸᵒᵘ?”

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toreadxr 

     “ you’re on top of the world, aren’t you?”

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fazbeariisms​  

       “ you know nobody likes you, right? your band hates you.”

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fickletoy​

     “ y’know, i think it’s good that we’re all rid of that giant purple eyesore. you’re much better.”

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welp im bored. starter call anyone??

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                                     THE MAN BEHIND THE SLAUGHTER

                   independent and selective. extremely nsfw & contains triggering content.                 original interpretation of the fnaf antagonist. written by alice since mar. 2015                            mun is 18 + with over 8 years experience, and 5 years on tumblr.

       “WHAT KIND OF GAME DO YOU THINK YOU’RE  PLAYING ??”

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more deep laughter erupts from the bear as he is shouted at.

         “ i see what he did to you, kid! go show him. up close and personal. tear him up and take back what he took from you. show him who the real rabbit is.”

getting the other enraged was somehow much simpler than he had anticipated, and he takes joy in watching him snap.

“ᵇᵒᶰ ᵇᵒᶰ…”

tipping his featureless face towards the shadowed bear that lured above him, the bunny could only have his red eyes glow just as equally bright. anger, hatred, all those past emotions he kept locked up for so  l o n g  were starting to resurface. out of instinct, or perhaps it was a reflex, but a mechanical claw scraped across the backbone of his face. his broken voice RAISED.

               "ĹÕÕҚ ŴĤĂŤ ĤÊ ĎĨĎ ŤÕ MÊ!“

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        “ that guy’s got nothin’ on you, bud. he’s all show, no tell. he’s got no right bein’ in your place.”

glowing red eyes shimmer with anticipation as he lures the other in. he steps a little bit closer, placing one clawed hand against the wall beside him.

          “ i’d be gettin’ rid of him, if i were you. give him a taste of his own medicine.”

he should be TERRIFIED. should just curl up  within  himself.  those  teeth;  vicious and razor-edged. but nothing scared him anymore. if anything, the worse thing he’s ever seen was his own reflection. but those words, damn, they seem to pull him in.

“ʳ-ʳ-ʳ-ʳᵉᵃˡˡʸ? ʷᵉˡˡ… ᶤ ʷᵃˢ ᵗʰᵉ ˢᵗᵃʳ ᵍᵘᶤᵗᵃʳᶤˢᵗ… ᶰᵒᵗ ᵘᶰᵗᶤˡ ʰᵉ ᶜᵃᵐᵉ ᵃˡᵒᶰᵍ.”

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a deep cackle comes from the mouth riddled with over-sized teeth. the translucent bear steps closer, eyeing the wreckage of the purple rabbit.

           “ tough luck, pal. what’d they do to you? toss you around like trash? damn shame. if you ask me, i think you were the best one out there. shoulda named the show after you, buddy.”

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a  purple  mass  lay  slumped  over  in  a  corner, muck and grime clinging to the nearby checkered walls. face was  hidden  by the shadows.  in fact, there was no face at all. it did not move. it should be dead.  ( oh, they all should be. )  but a red light blinked where the eyes should have been, and from within  its  being,  came  the  rattling  of a sound. a b u t c h e r e d   voice  box trying  to issue sound.

“ᶤᵗ'ˢ ᶰᶤᶜᵉ ᵗᵒ ˢᵉᵉ ˢᵒᵐᵉᵒᶰᵉ ᵃˢ ᵉᵠᵘᵃˡˡʸ ᵈᶤˢᶠᶤᵍᵘʳᵉᵈ ᵃˢ ᵐᵉ.”

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            Who, me?                       I’m your worst

                                    NIGHTMARE.

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Nightmare

(edit: shots from all angles)

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yeah this guy was pretty spooky I loved it~