#╰ in chara. xerox. [...] ❛ 𝙽𝙾𝚆 𝚃𝙷𝙸𝚂 𝙸𝚂 𝚈𝙾𝚄𝚁 𝙵𝙰𝚄𝙻𝚃! ❜

[salvenged]

Oh gee-- Henry warned him they may have spirits about and to be not afraid. But William had never seen a creechur with an eye like that before! Just staring from the end of the hall... what do! [ for Xerox from Diner!William, yes based off that one screenshot ]

𝚃𝙷𝙴𝚈   𝙰𝚁𝙴   𝙽𝙾𝚃   𝚀𝚄𝙸𝚃𝙴   𝙵𝙰𝙼𝙸𝙻𝙸𝙰𝚁   𝚆𝙸𝚃𝙷   𝚃𝙷𝙸𝚂   𝚆𝙾𝚁𝙻𝙳   --   and   yet   they've   walked   it   not   too   long   ago!   Or   maybe   it   would   be   a   very   long   time   since   they   would   have   walked   it,   in   another   world...?   of   course   that   was   all   completely   beyond   the   little   shade.   they   were   here   for   a   very   different   reason.   it   was   supposed   to   be   a   quick   mission,   in   and   out.   find   the   lost   soul   and   guide   them.   [   SAVE   THEM!   ]   Give   them   their   happiest   day.   

𝙰𝙽𝙳   𝚃𝙷𝙴𝚈   𝙳𝙸𝙳!   (   sort   of!   )

𝙱𝚄𝚃,   𝚆𝙴𝙻𝙻   ...   𝚃𝙷𝙴𝙽   𝚃𝙷𝙴𝚈   𝙶𝙾𝚃   𝙳𝙸𝚂𝚃𝚁𝙰𝙲𝚃𝙴𝙳   𝙸𝚂   𝙰𝙻𝙻!   ...   surely   a   few   more   moments   in   this   time   and   space   would   not   hurt   anyone!   surely   a   bit   more   wandering   could   not   be   of   any   harm.   and   how   would   Fredbear   know   they   did   not   perhaps   need   longer   to   do   what   must   be   done!

𝙲𝚄𝚁𝙸𝙾𝚂𝙸𝚃𝚈   𝚂𝚃𝚁𝙸𝙺𝙴𝚂   --   𝙺𝙸𝙻𝙻𝚂   𝚃𝙷𝙴   𝙲𝙰𝚃!   (   remember:   satisfaction   brought   it   back!   )   ...   and   they've   been   spotted   as   they   stare   wide   eyed   down   the   corridor.   they've   been   made   aware   of   how   they   look,   how   ...   unnerving.   (   but   they   forget!   they   don't   mean   to! they won't for much longer.   )

𝙰𝙽𝙳   𝙷𝙴   𝚆𝙰𝚂   𝙳𝙸𝙵𝙵𝙴𝚁𝙴𝙽𝚃   𝚃𝙾𝙾!   (   like   them!   )   maybe   that's   what   made   them   pause,   or   maybe   they   were   struck   by   all   the   pretty   lights   --   how   nice   they   made   him   look!   (   they   wish   they   were  nice to look at like him   )

ah,   but   right,   they've   been   spotted   by now.   and   they   rush   forward   with   reckless   abandon,   unaware   of   how   terrifying   it   may   be   for   him.   darting   up   and   then   stopping   on   a   dime   as   they   float   with   their   face   inches   from   his   and   a   wide   grin   on   it.   ( don't worry, they'll back away soon! )

❛   𝙸𝚃   𝙸𝚂   𝚈𝙾𝚄 !   𝚃𝙷𝙴   𝙾𝙽𝙴   𝚆𝙷𝙾   𝙼𝙰𝙳𝙴   𝚃𝙷𝙴   𝙻𝙸𝚃𝚃𝙻𝙴   𝙾𝙽𝙴   𝙻𝙰𝚄𝙶𝙷 !   ❜

𝚈𝙴𝚂,   𝚃𝙷𝙰𝚃'𝚂   𝚁𝙸𝙶𝙷𝚃!   That's   why   his   voice   sounded   so   familiar!   The   one   in   the   bunny   costume!   Helped   the   child   find   𝙹𝙾𝚈   again,   to   make   it   to   their   happiest   day.   

[salvenged]

Look who has ANOTHER present for her favourite shade! IT's not much but she offers them a chocolatey cuppy cake WITH sprinkles. It has a candle on it too - already lit! "Happy Unbirthday, Xerox!" She smiles.

Maybe they don't know their real birthday, but! This is the next best thing, right?

𝙶𝙻𝙴𝙴𝙵𝚄𝙻 𝚆𝙰𝚁𝙱𝙻𝙸𝙽𝙶 𝙴𝙲𝙷𝙾𝚂!   ...   Hands   clasped   together   excitedly   as   they   jitter   and   seem   to   quite   literally   buzz   with   joy.   A   little   chocolatey   cuppy   cake,   and   it's   for   THEM!   Not   that   they   were   ungrateful   for   the   leftovers   at   all   the   Fazbear   (   &   Fazbender   )   locations.   But   to   have   one   of   their   own?   Now   that   was   quite   special   indeed,   especially   given   they   hadn't   exactly   managed   to   wrangle   an   answer   from   their   other   half   about   when   their   actual   birthday   was.

𝙱𝚄𝚃 𝙽𝙾𝙽𝙴 𝙾𝙵 𝚃𝙷𝙰𝚃 𝙼𝙰𝚃𝚃𝙴𝚁𝙴𝙳 𝙽𝙾𝚆!   ...   None   of   it   mattered   because   today   was   their   UnBirthday!   (   they're   not   sure   what   that   is   but   it   had   birthday   in   it,   so   it   had   to   be   good!   )   And   they   were   getting   a   cuppy-cake.

❛   Miss   Martha!   How kind, you   did   not   have   to   do   that   for   me!   --   Thank   you!   This   has   got   to   be   my   very   best   UnBirthday   ever!   ❜

𝚈𝙴𝚂 𝙸𝚃 𝚆𝙰𝚂 𝚃𝙷𝙴𝙸𝚁 𝙾𝙽𝙻𝚈 𝙾𝙽𝙴.   But   that   fact   remained   true!   They   know   what   to   do,   seen   it   enough   times   at   enough   parties.   They   ponder   their   wish,   before   blowing   out   the   candle   cautiously   and   clapping.

❛   I   made   a   very   good   wish!   Very   good   one,   yes,   but   I   cannot   tell   you   because   I really want it to   come   true!   ❜

𝚃𝙷𝙴𝙸𝚁 𝚆𝙸𝚂𝙷?   ...   Well,   it   was   for   Martha   to   be   happy,   of   course!   If   wishes   could   come   true,   they   wanted   to   use   all   of   theirs   for   all   the   people   who   deserved   them!   And   there   was   no   one   who   deserved   peace   and   joy   more   than   her!

[salvenged]

@80skllr​

❛    𝚈𝙾𝚄   𝙻𝙾𝙾𝙺   𝚅𝙴𝚁𝚈   𝙱𝙸𝚃𝙴𝙰𝙱𝙻𝙴 !   𝙲𝙷𝙴𝚆𝚈   𝙴𝚅𝙴𝙽 !              𝙰𝙽𝙳   ... --- 𝚆𝙾 -𝙾 -𝙾 -𝚆 !   𝙸    𝚁𝙴𝙰𝙻𝙻𝚈   𝙻𝙸𝙺𝙴   𝚈𝙾𝚄𝚁   𝙷𝙰𝙸𝚁.     ❜

[salvenged]

" Xerox, maybe this is a little silly but... well, if spirits result in a drop in temperature or a sudden chill, I couldn't help wondering if you're always cold!" Okay, maybe she didn't need an excuse but... well, Martha offers the scarf anyway! It's a bright magenta knit. "Either way, I hope this warms you -- whether literally or figeratively."

𝙰𝙽𝙳   𝚆𝙷𝙰𝚃   𝚆𝙰𝚂   𝚃𝙷𝙸𝚂 !   A   gift,   a   gift   for   the   weary   specter!   They   can't   help   the   way   their   pupil   is   blown   wide   like   a   cat   seeing   something   of   immense   interest.   A   grin   splits   across   their   face   in   the   form   of   teeth,   seemingly   forgetting   to   hide   them   in   their   moment   of   excitement.   

❛   𝙾𝙷   𝙼𝚈 !   ❜   

Now   normally,   they   aren't   a   fan   of   pink.   But   something   about   the   fact   that   she   made   it,   makes   the   color   irrelevant!   They   love   it,   they   love   it   so   much   their   giddy   little   laugh   glitches   and   garbles   a   bit   more   as   they   gently   take   the   scarf   and   immediately   put   it   on.   Nuzzling   their   face   against   the   fabric   they   chirp   enthusiastically.

❛   𝙸   𝙻𝙾𝚅𝙴   𝙸𝚃   𝚂𝙾   𝙼𝚄𝙲𝙷,   𝚃𝙷𝙰𝙽𝙺   𝚈𝙾𝚄   𝙼𝙸𝚂𝚂   𝙼𝙰𝚁𝚃𝙷𝙰 !      ❜   

[salvenged]

"When this mission started, I didn’t like you… still don’t." @ Xerox. Perhaps one of Jack's experiments went a little awry... (@last-loose-end)

𝙿𝚁𝙾𝙼𝙿𝚃.   ( accepting. )

𝙷𝙾𝚆   𝙴𝚇𝙿𝙴𝙲𝚃𝙴𝙳   ...   𝙷𝙾𝚆   𝚄𝙽𝙸𝙽𝚂𝙿𝙸𝚁𝙴𝙳 !   how   little   things   have   changed   since   the   start.   what   fun   he   seemed   to   have   with   their   shed   off   soul   in   the   beginning,   how   meek   and   confused   they   were   then.   all   disoriented   and   picked   and   prodded   at,   sought   after   for   use.   𝚄𝚂𝙴𝙳   𝙰𝙽𝙳   𝚄𝚂𝙴𝙳   𝙰𝙽𝙳   𝚄𝚂𝙴𝙳   𝙰𝙽𝙳   𝚄𝚂𝙴𝙳!   until   there   was   nothing   left.   they   weren’t   just   a   shade   anymore,   something   made   from   a   soul   split   in   terror   to   survive.   𝚃𝙷𝙴𝚈   𝚆𝙴𝚁𝙴   𝚁𝙴𝙶𝚁𝙴𝚃!   𝚃𝙷𝙴𝚈   𝚆𝙴𝚁𝙴   𝙰𝙽𝙶𝚄𝙸𝚂𝙷!   𝚃𝙷𝙴𝚈   𝙷𝙰𝚃𝙴𝙳   𝙰𝙽𝙳   𝙷𝙰𝚃𝙴𝙳   𝙰𝙽𝙳   𝙷𝙰𝚃𝙴𝙳!

q   :         how   many   times   something   be   pulled   apart   and   reconstructed   until   they   become   a   creature   masquerading   as   themselves?

they   were   a   caricature   at   best.   they   could   not   remember   who   they   were   but   they   were   certain   this   couldn’t   have   been   who   they   started   out   as.   he   began   this   trek   tearing   them   open   and   rooting   around   for   purpose,   and   he   ended   it   with   the   same   vitriol   and   cruelty.   𝚃𝚈𝙿𝙸𝙲𝙰𝙻 !

❛   ah !   what   a   coincidence,   because   now   that   I   𝙺𝙽𝙾𝚆   you   --   𝙸   𝚆𝙰𝙽𝚃   𝚃𝙾   𝙺𝙸𝙻𝙻   𝚈𝙾𝚄   𝙴𝚅𝙴𝙽   𝙼𝙾𝚁𝙴.   ❜

forget   any   façade   they   were   keeping   up,   they   were   two   creatures   waiting   for   the   other   shoe   to   drop.   a   snake   and   a   mutt   waiting   for   the   sound   of   the   alarm,   the   snap,   the   call   to   action.   the   fact   of   the   matter   was   𝚃𝙷𝙴𝚁𝙴   𝚆𝙰𝚂   𝙽𝙾   𝚂𝙰𝚅𝙸𝙽𝙶   𝙷𝙸𝙼.   and   even   if   there   was   a   way,   they   did   not   care   to   look   for   it.   because   what   had   it   earned   them   but   this   misery?   misery   that   clung   to   them,   sunk   to   rage   and   sloughed   off   of   their   agonized   figure   like   tar.

❛   𝙻𝙴𝚃𝚂   𝙶𝙴𝚃   𝚃𝙷𝙸𝚂   𝙾𝚅𝙴𝚁   𝚆𝙸𝚃𝙷.   ❜         their   surefire   moral   high   ground   and   compassion   left   on   the   wayside,   for   the   thrill   of   dismantling   a   monster.

because   that’s   what   he   was,   wasn’t   he?   𝙰   𝙼𝙾𝙽𝚂𝚃𝙴𝚁?   were   morals   the   only   thing   keeping   them   separate,   and   if   so   ...   what   did   that   make   them   when   they   struck   out   against   him   like   this?

𝚃𝙷𝙴𝚈   𝙳𝙸𝙳𝙽’𝚃   𝚆𝙰𝙽𝚃   𝚃𝙾   𝚃𝙷𝙸𝙽𝙺   𝙰𝙱𝙾𝚄𝚃   𝙸𝚃.   what   they   did   want,   was   to   see   what   his   innards   looked   like.

❛   𝙸’𝚅𝙴   𝙽𝙴𝚅𝙴𝚁   𝚂𝙿𝙻𝙸𝚃   𝙾𝙿𝙴𝙽   𝙰   𝚂𝙽𝙰𝙺𝙴   𝙱𝙴𝙵𝙾𝚁𝙴,   𝚃𝙷𝙸𝚂   𝚂𝙷𝙾𝚄𝙻𝙳   𝙱𝙴   𝙵𝚄𝙽 !   ❜

[salvenged]

‘ thanks for the advice. ’ -- for Xerox let's go bby

𝙿𝚁𝙾𝙼𝙿𝚃.   ( accepting. )

❛   𝙾𝙷 !   ...   ❜         well,   that   was   new!

it   wasn’t   often   they   were   thanked   for   their   advice   or   any   help.   certainly   it   was   their   job   to   protect   the   innocent,   and   they   would   do   so   no   matter   what!   but,   it   did   feel   nice,   to   be   acknowledged.   to   be   helpful.   to   be   𝚂𝙴𝙴𝙽   rather   than   looked   through.   for   a   faint   moment   something   familiar   glints   in   their   eyes   and   the   odd   little   smile   grows   into   a   full   blown   grin.

...   𝚃𝙷𝙴𝚈   𝙷𝙾𝙿𝙴   𝚃𝙷𝙸𝚂   𝙸𝚂𝙽’𝚃   𝙰𝙽𝙾𝚃𝙷𝙴𝚁   𝙹𝙾𝙺𝙴   𝙰𝚃   𝚃𝙷𝙴𝙸𝚁   𝙴𝚇𝙿𝙴𝙽𝚂𝙴.

it’s   been   so   long   that,   admittedly,   they   had   forgotten   how   to   snark   with   the   best   of   them.   but   he   certainly   seems   genuine.   perhaps   it   had   been   a   long   time   since   he’s   had   someone’s   company   as   well.

❛   𝙰𝙷   ...   it’s   no   problem.   I   can   also   boost   you   in   battle   anytime   you   need   it!   ❜

better   to   end   the   interaction   now   before   they   unsettle   him.   after   all,   it   wasn’t   lost   on   them   how   inhuman   and   unpleasant   they   were   to   look   at.   without   another   word   they   fall   to   their   silent   monitoring   of   the   area.

[salvenged]

(voidedjoy) ‘ don’t get blood on my floor. ’ - for Sera <3

@voidedjoy

All   he   gets   at   first   is   a humored little   huff,   and   it's . . .   surprisingly   lighthearted.   They   suppose   there's   always   bound   to   be   similarities   in   variants,   but   the   amount   of   times   she's   heard   her   own   nag   her   relentlessly . . .

"Xerox,   you're   getting   blood   all   over   the   floors!"    "--   Ugh,   Xerox   you've   gotten   blood   on my   favorite   vest."    "--   Xerox,   the   carpets! --"

Of   course,   there   was   the   one   time   he   didn't   nag   her . . .

She   had   gotten   fairly   good,   in   her   own   defense,   at   keeping   him   completely   gore   free   when   she   worked.   Even   when   he   remained   in   the   same   room!   Oh but   he'd   get   in   a   huff   over   the   smallest   speck of splatter   here   or   there. So to hear him here, now, with such a familiar order.   It   was . . .   familiar.   Shaking   her   head   she   continues.

❛   O   ye   of   little   faith...   ❜   She   begins, grin ever present.   ❛   You   have   nothing   to   worry   about,   I   assure   you.   ❜

Best   to   leave   the   rest   up   to   speculation,   being distracted so foolishly by sentimentality   was   a   sure-fire   way   to   be   killed.

[salvenged]

@blorbodepot​   /   for   henry ...

𝚝𝚑𝚊��   𝚝𝚊𝚙𝚎.   𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢   𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠   𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝   𝚝𝚊𝚙𝚎.   it’s   an   old   one,   one   of   note.   the   day   they   assisted   him,   manifested   from   the   void   and   appeared.   yes,   they   remember   it   well   --   in   spite   of   how   the   audio   clips.   or   rather,   how   it   was   about   to   start   clipping   at   a   certain   portion.   

𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢   𝚌𝚊𝚗   𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚛   𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛   𝚟𝚘𝚒𝚌𝚎   𝚘𝚗   𝚝𝚑𝚎   𝚝𝚊𝚙𝚎   ...    ‘   𝙷𝙴𝙻𝙻𝙾   𝙴𝚅𝙴𝚁𝚈𝙾𝙽𝙴,   𝙸𝚃   𝚂𝚄𝚁𝙴   𝙸𝚂   𝙽𝙸𝙲𝙴   𝚃𝙾   𝙱𝙴   𝙷𝙴𝚁𝙴   𝚃𝙾𝙳𝙰𝚈.   ’   --   how   did   those   dolts   buy   that   bit   anyways?   where   xerox   feigned   being   some   lost   and   completely   random   soul   for   the   sake   of   it.   was   in   no   way   risking   there   to   be   a   technicality   or   snag   for   him   to   get   what   he   rightfully   deserved.   ‘   𝙸   𝙰𝙼-𝙼-𝙼-𝙼--   ’   𝚊𝚑,   𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎   𝚒𝚝   𝚒𝚜.

when   they   first   listened   to   it   back,   they’d   assumed   it   was   the   temporal   rift   they   caused   when   exiting   the   void.   what   they   couldn’t   understand   was   why   he   was   listening   to   it   𝙽𝙾𝚆 .

he’d   been   acting   𝙾𝙵𝙵   for   a   while   now,   though   they   couldn’t   be   sure   why.   at   first,   they’d   have   assumed   he   was   simply   feeling   a   bit   burnt   out.   their   work   was   very   exhausting   after   all.   but   now   ...   what   has   overcome   him   to   push   him   to   act   with   such   𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚢?

pulling   themselves   from   the   shadows,   they   finally   make   themselves   known.   normally,   should   they   happen   upon   him   making   or   listening   to   his   tapes   they   would   leave   him   be.   nothing   there   they   did   not   know,   and   whatever   they   didn’t   know   they   would   like   to   remain   a   mystery.   there   was   a   certain   distance   they   both   liked   to   keep   and   xerox   was   just   fine   with   that.   but   now   ...   𝚗𝚘𝚠   𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢   𝚗𝚎𝚎𝚍𝚎𝚍   𝙰𝙽𝚂𝚆𝙴𝚁𝚂.

❛   𝙵𝙴𝙴𝙻𝙸𝙽𝙶   𝙽𝙾𝚂𝚃𝙰𝙻𝙶𝙸𝙲,   𝙳𝙾𝙲𝚃𝙾𝚁?   ❜

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@blorbodepot​   /   for   henry ...  

❛    𝚃𝙷𝙰𝙽𝙺   𝙶𝙾𝙳   𝚃𝙷𝙰𝚃’𝚂   𝙾𝚅𝙴𝚁.   𝙸   𝚃𝙷𝙾𝚄𝙶𝙷𝚃   𝙸𝚃’𝙳   𝙽𝙴𝚅𝙴𝚁   𝙴𝙽𝙳...    ❜         they   were   never   fond   of   those   haughty   type   meets.   didn’t   like   having   to   restrain   themselves   for   as   long   as   they   lasted,   not   when   it   was   a   waste   of   time.   if   they   wanted   something   done,   then   why   didn’t   they   just   𝚂𝙰𝚈   𝙸𝚃.   how   difficult   was   it   to   get   to   the   point   anyhow?

𝚊𝚑,   𝚋𝚞𝚝   𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝   𝚠𝚊𝚜   𝚝𝚑𝚎   𝚓𝚘𝚢   𝚘𝚏   𝙳𝚛.   𝙼𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚛,   (   aside   from   the   joy   he   made   of   course   )   --   he   was   quite   good   at   managing   the   people,   something   xerox   was   never   fond   of.   and   if   he   needed   something   done,   he   didn’t   waste   time   with   dancing   around   it   or   dragging   out   a   conversation,   he   got   right   to   it   and   let   them   go   when   it   was   over.

❛   𝙼𝚄𝙲𝙷   𝙰𝙳𝙾   𝙰𝙱𝙾𝚄𝚃   𝙽𝙾𝚃𝙷𝙸𝙽𝙶.   ❜         they   grumble   lowly.         ❛   𝙸   𝚃𝙷𝙸𝙽𝙺   𝚃𝙷𝙴𝚈   𝙹𝚄𝚂𝚃   𝙻𝙸𝙺𝙴   𝚃𝙾   𝙷𝙴𝙰𝚁   𝚃𝙷𝙴𝙼𝚂𝙴𝙻𝚅𝙴𝚂   𝚃𝙰𝙻𝙺.   ❜         a   light   jab   at   the   benefactors   couldn’t   hurt,   it’s   not   like   they   could   hear   them   anymore.   

❛   𝙸𝙵   𝙴𝚅𝙴𝚁𝚈𝙾𝙽𝙴   𝚂𝙿𝙾𝙺𝙴   𝙻𝙸𝙺𝙴   𝚈𝙾𝚄,   𝚆𝙴   𝚆𝙾𝚄𝙻𝙳   𝙽𝙾𝚃   𝙷𝙰𝚅𝙴   𝚂𝙾   𝙼𝚄𝙲𝙷   𝚃𝚁𝙾𝚄𝙱𝙻𝙴,   𝙳𝙾𝙲𝚃𝙾𝚁.   𝙸   𝙳𝙾��’𝚃   𝙺𝙽𝙾𝚆   𝙷𝙾𝚆   𝚈𝙾𝚄   𝙿𝚄𝚃   𝚄𝙿   𝚆𝙸𝚃𝙷   𝙸𝚃.   ❜         after   all,   it   was   a   waste   of   his   time,   precious   time   he   earned   and   deserved   to   spend   however   he   liked.