#(little detective girl; fnaf verse)

[lilly-patrick]

Ghost Kids|| closed rp

@pseudotheorist 🖤ed for a starter

Lilly reluctantly helped her sister set up the ghost hunting equipment. Lilly didn't understand how Kat could belive in that kind of stuff.. yet there they were.. looking for the ghosts of children killed by animatronics because their father was obsessed with the case. It was a stress on the family. Lilly, being the closest in age to the victims, was also involved in the investigation. Tonight she had her sister there to help. "Are you sure this will work Kat?" She asks with a sigh.

[lilly-patrick]

3 sentence AU: Matthew and Lilly FNAF Verse AU?

1) Give me a pairing.2) Give me an AU setting.3) I will write you a three-sentence (prob longer) fic.

Lilly and her father sat in the empty pizzeria. It was what they were doing most nights now. They still hadn’t told her mother that she was part of the investigation. Lilly sighs loudly, “nothing is here daddy.. can’t we just go home?” “Not yet, there’s too much evidence for there to be nothing. We have to wait it out Lilly Flower,” Matthew replies, blindly optimistic. He took another sip of his Diet Coke. It’s what he lived on. Lilly could see her dad slowly losing his mind. His relentless obsessing over this case was maddening. His constant jittering wasn’t any better. She stands up. “I’m going to take a look around,” she mumbles, grabbing their flashlight. The young girl was unfazed by the creepy old place. She’d been here enough nights. Nothing ever happened at this stupid place. She was only there to keep her father sane. She was only hoping to find something so her would pay attention to another case. Or anything else. Something caught her flashlight, causing the girl to look around. There was a metallic sound. It was probably just her dad. It was nothing. She could feel her heart start to beat faster. She wasn’t scared. No. Nothing is wrong with this place. It’s all an urban legend. Haunted animatronics? It was stupid. Then she saw something… an animatronic that was there a moment ago was gone. “Daddy!”

[lilly-patrick]

FNAF Verse

Because this is Lilly PATRICK, the girl needs a verse for the games that ruined her father's life. So keeping with the theme of Matt and his theorizing, Lilly is the 12 year old daughter of detective Mathew Patrick, who has been assigned to investigate the strange happenings at Freddy's. Lilly tends to tag along, though soon her father finds her useful for his investigations, especially since she's the right age to be a victim of the many tragedies surrounding the pizzeria. She now has to run her own investigation in hopes of finding something to calm her father's obsession with the case.

[lilly-patrick]

Send some asks for FNAF verse Lilly or like hmu so we can plot a thread because I’m feeling hella muse 

[lilly-patrick]

A Night of Hell

A scenario for FNAF verse Lilly based on @lilly-patrick‘s post here.

Matthew let out a small sigh as he stood in front of an unassuming store. Located in a strip mall, there seemed to be nothing out of the ordinary about this particular store. The store’s tinted windows reflected the nearby orange glow of dimly lit streetlights. Set against the backdrop of a dark and cloudy sky, a white sign above the store’s entrance spelled out its name: Freddy Fazbear’s Pizzeria.

From the time that he had moved into the community, he had heard stories about this place. Sure, there was a published newspaper account of an incident a while back in 1987, where a spring locked suit malfunctioned and led to an unfortunate accident. But those weren’t the stories he was referring to. He was referring to the speculation around this place. He had heard the rumors of a serial killer known as “Purple Guy” that had taken the lives of at least six or more children. He had heard multiple stories of the unexplained activities and phenomena regarding the animatronics when the restaurant would close its doors for the night, from both present and former employees of the establishment.

Years passed, until finally it seemed like the Pizzeria was on its last legs.

He didn’t get much detective work, but sometime before the Pizzeria was to close, someone approached him and asked him to investigate the restaurant. They mentioned that the reason they wanted him to investigate was because they needed an individual and impartial assessment of the place before trying to broker a deal to buy the establishment from the store’s mysterious owner. He had declined at first citing that he had various other jobs, but soon enough, as his finances took a turn for the worst and the individual’s persistence wore him down. In the end, he accepted the job.

He knew that by accepting the job he would eventually find himself here. Given the stories of this place, he knew that in order to complete his investigation he would need to visit the place at night to verify the stories he had heard, and whether they were true or not.

Dressed casually in a T-shirt, jeans, and shoes, he didn’t look like a detective. But he didn’t know how long he would end up staying here, so he figured that he might as well be comfortable. With the restaurant keys in hand, he opened the door to Freddy Fazbear’s Pizzeria to begin his investigation.

As he closed the door behind him, he pulled out a pocket flashlight from his pocket along with a small notepad and a pencil. He took in his surroundings, writing down notes in the pad.

As his feet walked on something soft, he took his first breath of the dusty Pizzeria air and was immediately hit with the musty smell of carpet. Though the Pizzeria seemed to be near closing, it didn’t seem like they were going to be removing the carpet anytime soon. 

He slowly made his way into the restaurant’s interior. It wasn’t long before he found himself at the main stage area. He could see all of the worn animatronics onstage, playing equally worn and paint-chipped instruments. Given the layer of dust he could see on the stage, it seemed as if the animatronics hadn’t moved from the stage in years; something that he noted in his notebook.

He continued making his way through the restaurant, turning his flashlight into the next room. He illuminated what he assumed to be the employee backroom, given the amount of employee lockers and dusty mascot outfits. Though it wasn’t a pretty sight, a small smile made its way to his face.

“Lilly would love these.”

Due to the unsavory rumors surrounding the pizza joint, Matthew never took Lilly there. Given how young she was, he didn’t want her to suffer the same fate as the boy he had read about. He wanted to keep her safe, even though he knew the other stories were unfounded and merely rumors.

He made his way from room to room, finding nothing out of the ordinary. Just a decaying restaurant, long past its prime. Aside from a few roaches and lizards, he couldn’t find anything out of the ordinary, apart from the fact that it seemed like Fazbear’s had served their last customer a long time ago.

With one room left, he made his way to the final room of his investigation, the back room. It was the backroom where the night guards worked. In his interviews with former night guards, this was the area where they said they would experience the unexplained phenomena. Then, his watch beeped and he knew what time it was: 12am. Immediately after, he heard a slight whirring sound piercing the otherwise quiet darkness. It sounded as if something was starting up. The sound was unsettling and only served to put him on high alert.

No one else should be here, he thought.

Cautiously, he made his way to the back room, but then he heard the pitter patter of light footsteps behind him. His head immediately swerved to look for the sound’s source, but he saw no one there.

“Okay, okay,” he whispered reassuringly to himself, “maybe, maybe rats are in here. It has been more than a few years after all, by the look of this place.”

He stepped inside the back room and took stock of his surroundings. With his flashlight illuminating part of the room, he could make out a few TV monitors, a desk, a wall plastered with Freddy Fazbear’s posters and advertisements, and an oscillating fan.

Wait, an oscillating fan?

Matthew did a double-take as he realized what he had just seen. An oscillating fan? How could that be? 

“Okay, that’s weird.”

His breath quickened as he leans closer to the fan. For a minute, he listens intently to the fan’s spinning blades. He was wondering whether the whirring noise he had heard earlier came from this fan. After listening, he shakes his head. The whirring noise he had heard earlier was distinctly different than from the fan. The sound he had heard earlier was more mechanical and definitively louder than this fan.

After shutting off the fan and writing down a few more notes, Matthew put his notepad and pencil back into his pocket. He was just about to leave the back room when he heard a loud CLUNK come from the darkness. Chills ran up his spine as he bit his lip. His voice goes down to a brief whisper, still in surprise and shock with what he had just heard.

“…That’s most definitely not a rat.”

Then he heard a little girl’s voice that sounded remarkably like his daughter, Lilly. That voice left him speechless. There was no way it could be her, could it? As far as he knew, his daughter was sleeping at home. He had made sure of it before he left.

He shined his light down the hallway where he had heard that CLUNKing noise and the little girl’s voice, and slowly made his way down there.

“Hello? Who’s there?”

With adrenaline and fear coursing through his veins and his mind immediately jumping to this place’s urban legends, this was one question that he didn’t want an answer to.

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((Frick! sorry im only just seeing this! its so good!!!!! frick! like 1000% this would happen but like also main verse matt having this dream! i kinda want that plot now thb...))

[lilly-patrick]

But They're Just Theories|| FNAF verse open starter

The young girl sits inside the pizzeria, waiting for something.. her father didn't really tell her, afraid of scaring the girl. She hears a noise from behind her. Some sort of metallic sound. "Nice try, I know this is all fake," Lilly grumbles, rolling her eyes.