#bowler bonnie

[waffou]

ART DUMP !! HEHEE

Just found out gatorbearbun had a different term ueue, ANYWAYS MY GLAMROCK LINEUP + Fazcule art

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another one from the drafts

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Bowler Bonnie

From that one Bonnie image in security breach that looks nothing like glamrock bonnie. Reference, final thoughts, and modelling progress under the cut.

For bendable fabric I'm surprised that weight painting cooperated with me.

I made the normal map actually look decent too, but maybe my posing and lighting is a bit off.

Also I now have a new tag for these posts: Rubellite rambles

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[sleepypuffincentral]

Drew the purple bunny man

[rupertholmes]

now who wants to buy me something for christmas :smirk:

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Ruin and Help Wanted 2:Glamrock Bonnie

Pointing put interesting things yet again, but this time an odd inconsistency when it comes to how fazbear entertainment depicts Monty and Bonnies relationship.

So in ruin, we end up on a gator ride that provides us with a story fazbear entertainment put together about how Monty joined the band. They're shown to be friendly here, with the whole gang helping the starstruck gator get ready for his big debut and Bonnie passing on his legacy to him, guitar and all.

But then we get to Help Wanted 2 and the Bonnie Bowl minigame, where we see a bowling animation of Monty flattening Bonnie underneath him. This completely contradicts the story that was shown to us in Ruin, instead depicting Monty as a rival or villain towards Bonnie.

Now while you could argue that's its a different Bonnie since they use the purple bowler Bonnie rather than Glamrock Bonnie, the implications are very much still there. Not only that, but in Help Wanted 2, which in-universe is supposed to be an employee training program, the damaged Glamrock Bonnie model is a prize and is explicitly posed to look like he's on the verge of getting attacked.

This has left me incredibly confused, because why would they make a whole ride depicting Monty as friendly towards Bonnie and the others only to go the complete opposite direction in their employee training program? It looks to me like this program was clearly made after Bonnie was decommissioned, so they had no reason to do this.

In conclusion: The way Fazbear Entertainment is handling Glamrock Bonnies incident is very suspicious and I feel like Bonnie might end up being very important in a future game.

[static-skeletons]

heres a bunch of bonnies i drew a few days ago

in order from left to right

Bonnie (fnaf 1), toy bonnie (fnaf 2), withered bonnie (fnaf 2), nightmare bonnie (fnaf 4), adventure bonnie (fnaf world), bonbon (sister location), bowler bonnie (security breach), glamrock bonnie (security breach: ruin)

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Um... Hi! Glad to see your back! Do you think you could do Fnaf reacting too technician reader trying to repair Bonnie? I know people have theories about Monty being the one who dismembered Bonnie but I'd like to think otherwise. If you don't want to do this, it's fine. Thank you and have a pleasant day

[A/n:thank you for requesting]

Summary: Your trying to repair Bonnie

Type:Hcs: Monty X GN!Reader: Freddy X GN!Reader: Chica X GN!Reader: Roxanne X GN!Reader

Version:Security Beach

Montgomery Gator

He would definitely be surprised at first

Especially cause you found him

When he heard that everyone thought he killed Bonnie he paniced and tried to find Bonnie but was unsuccessful

Monty would also be very happy that you were fixing Bonnie and would gladly help

Glamrock Freddy

He would be delighted

Since Bonnie was his best friend and best bowler in the whole pizzeria

He would try his best to stay out of your way but he can't help it

And you would have to let him help you he wouldn't give you a choice

Glamrock Chica

She would be surprised but eventually forget

She actually wouldn't care that much since she knew they'd replace him eventually

But she also doesn't want to get her hopes up just because your trying there no guarantee he's coming back

If he doesn't she'll be super happy tho

Roxanne Wolf

She would he scared that her or Monty were gonna be replaced

So she'd try and sabotage you many many times

You'd have to explain to her that Bonnie wouldn't replace her or Monty just for her to calm down

She would still he skeptical about it but let's you do it

[A/n:sorry these requests are taking awhile. I hope you enjoyed]

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Adventures (pt 1 of ??)

Since my FNAF World universe is a alternate world connected to the normal FNAF universe through the red lake in my AU. The Adventure Animatronics weren't originally a thing in my AU but since a revamp is happening, might as well add them

They're organic beings that are their own beings but share some similarities to the Animatronics themselves

Freddy runs a Pizza parlour, he has employed his friends and family to help out

Bonnie is a professional bowler and has a bowling alley in the parlour

Chica is a cook and kick box trainer and runs a mini cooking workshop for kids and adults

And Foxy is a pilot, his hook and eyepatch are mainly for show but he does have a missing hand and partially blind eye. He has some carnival like rides in his area

[faecelessfiend]

Me an my ftiend's went bowlling a frw days ago, and I assigned a fnaf bully/fnaf 1 animatronic to each one, I wanted to be Foxy, but it was my friend's birthday so I let him be Foxy.

I am Bonnie! Wich makes sense since I was the best bowler >:^)

[waffou]

I forgot about this place LMAO anyways gatorbearbun kdbrktbf

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Toy Freddy and Bonnie must be so flattered that the glamrock Bonnie and Freddy are specifically based on their variants

They are! Toy Freddy is particularly amazed that a variant of him is so big and buff-looking, not to mention a master at laser tag, one of the best games ever!

Toy Bonnie finds it a bit odd that Glamrock Bonnie is into bowling, but he's proud to learn from Glamrock Freddy that GlamBon was a bowling master. Of course one of his variants was the greatest at something! Sure, he's not much of a bowler himself, but it's something!

Toy Bonnie is a little sad that his Glamrock variant is decommissioned however, especially after he learns Glamrock Bonnie and Glamrock Freddy were an item before it happened.

Toy Bonnie used to date Toy Freddy... but because Toy Bonnie kept falling for Toy Chica's manipulation, and often chose his own needs and feelings over Toy Freddy's, Toy Freddy broke up with him. However, both Toy animatronics still love each other... Toy Bonnie won't admit his feelings out of pride, and Toy Freddy won't admit his feelings because he knows Toy Bonnie was wrong. They still fool around and hang out as friends with benefits, but both feel like they can't go back to the way things were and are silently suffering over it.

When Glamrock Bonnie IS finally rebuilt, Toy Bonnie is overjoyed to see him. He's also extremely happy to see him and Glamrock Freddy reunite... as is Toy Freddy. The two Toys end up having a long conversation about their own relationship over it and decide to give their old romance another try. And if things don't work out? At least they can say they tried, right?

Toy Freddy is, admittedly, a bit jealous of how cool Glamrock Freddy is. Yet he can't help but admire the guy because he's just so gosh darn nice! How can you stay mad at someone like that??? You can't. Toy Freddy really wants to play a round of Fazer Blast somehow with Glamrock Freddy. How can they when the Pizzaplex is being rebuilt, however...? In the meantime, they've been known to play other multi-player games together, even board games! They have a lot of fun together.

When Glamrock Bonnie returns, Toy Bonnie pretty much dotes over him like a parent to their child. A very fruity, flashy, effeminate parent who is SO PROUD of his big buff bunny son. Glamrock Bonnie likes the attention, however. He'd been gone for a long time, and knowing how many people are happy to have him around makes his second chance at life feel all the sweeter.

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Dave's a pretty good bowler though, you think the idea of Bonnie Bowl came outta nowhere?

Of course not I think he loves bowling he’s just also totally a golf freak

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This World Won't Ever Forget Us

Javid Bonnie & Clyde Au? tumblr made me do it. woo!

Based on the fic "Bite The Bullet" by and Orphan Account and a post made by @/spacestamps!

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For Jack Kelly, it simply started as a way out.

He didn’t mean for anything more significant; he figured all he had to do was get a job or two done and hightail it way out west; away from ugly old Oklahoma to somewhere, oh good god, somewhere better than here.

He had his eyes set on a little place called Santa Fe. Seemed endearing, and god knows New Mexico was far enough away from here.

Jack Kelly wasn’t a wise man - hell, he was a little orphaned 21-year-old with no money, barely a plan, the clothes on his back, and a hijacked car.

Ah, speaking of that hijacked car, the sirens behind him got more worrying as they got louder.

Revving slightly and pushing the pedal almost as far as he could go, breaking several traffic laws without even trying he blasted off down the dusty old roads, tattered shirt rippling in the pushing force of wind trying to slow him down. He saw a parting in the roads and smiled traffic coming up, and the good thing about the car manufacturers out here today was almost all these damn cars looked about the same.

He turned into the trafficked area and did his best to blend as he weaved through the exits and cut off a few now very angry civilians. He found a tail in a near-identical car that suddenly left him and the police were none the wiser as they sped off when he slowed;

Time to figure out where the fuck he was.

Jack cruised a bit, the adrenaline not gone but not as rampant as before. He passed apartments, bars, dusty old hair salons, and-

A quaint-looking diner called ‘The World’, with a bright peeling paint emphasizing the dreadful rundown look of the place.

Perfect.

He pulled in with a casual tumble, grabbing his ragged worn-out trench coat from behind him, and a simple little newsboy cap he found pawned from manhattan. Something about history or whatever, he turned out pretty quickly when he heard the cheap ass price.

Strolling in, the first thing that caught his eye- or, well, his ear first, then his eye- was the berating of some poor waitstaff.

“David! Getcha’ sorry ass over here!” sneered some sorry ugly-faced man in an even uglier bowler hat and- No, jack was sure he wasn’t seeing doubles- the wonder twins of ugly old' lane were harassing’ some unfortunate soul named ‘David’

Speak of the devil, some poor guy about his age skimped out with a poor look on his face, about the likes of a kicked kitten trudged his way out, a similar looking cap and a neat little blue shirt and vest combo- he wasn’t poor, by the looks of it, and held a clean air to him.

Jack found himself a seat, trying to law low of course in case Lucy Law strolled their way in after snuffing the dead end, but keeping a keen eye upon the waitstaff, who looked about in for a hard time with the look the disgustin’ doubles were sharin between themselves.

“Hey David, didn't we tell ya to keep these counters clean?” the one on the left scowled

“Yes, Morris.”

“And,” butted in the other one with a snarl, “What do we have here?”

Morris and wonder twin two pointed to a small splotch of a coffee stain, which looked pretty fresh. David sighed, grabbing a rag nearby and starting to soak it before-

“Hey! We’s ain't finished, kid.” Butted in Morris again. Smiling a sinister smile, he nabbed the rag from David’s grasp as the other twin corned him from the back.

David, God bless his soul, looked like he was trying to decide whether to soak the two in and out, or take a nap on the floor for a good century. His remarkably blue eyes looked dampened, and his hands were fidgeting and fleeting with emotions trying to grasp for control in the shit of a situation he was in.

Jack decided to choose a new spot at the bar, taking a seat two empty from a properly dazed lookin old fellow who was drooling into his eggs and potatoes.

“Excuse me, fellas-” he cut in as the twins were about to go on a spiel. The two looked at him with disgust while David looked with the relief of a man who just found a spring in the desert.

That paused him, letting out a fumbled smile before continuing

“I, ahem, just would like a coffee please.” nothing he intended on paying, mind you. He needed his money to go elsewhere, then a flirtin’ with the poor, pretty boy also stuck planted into Oklahoma to get away dime free wouldn't hurt nothing.

The other twin - Oscar, he gathered from the peachy little pin fallin' off his apron - sneered again, looking sad he didn't get to berate his poor employee anymore

‘Yeah, whateva. David! Get on it, and I better see that man served, this counter cleaned and this floor spotless when I get back or Snyder’s gonna be getting a really bad report.” he called behind him and trailed off after his brother.

Sighing once more, David looked up and met Jack’s eyes. he gave a pitiful smile to jack. 

“Thank you, sir. Now what would you like?” he said formally, that twinge of tired defiance laced his voice as it turned into an artificial customer-service mode. 

“No problem, at all. Were the wonder twins givin ya problems?” he leaned over the counter slightly. Hints of genuine concern laced Jack’s voice, which not only surprised David but himself as well. He was a romantic, yeah, but he never thought he was This bad.

The waiter paused, a bit taken aback before sighing yet again- he was on a roll now, - and letting down his coffee pitcher slightly. Grabbing a cup and pouring out the coffee he continued,

“Yeah, it’s my first day on the job here. And Oscar and Morris are…very strict. I’m already miserable but, money’s money, at least I get to see more than two places in this dead state. It’s up to three now.” he joked dryly, meeting Jack’s eyes as he placed the coffee down in his hands. 

He grabbed a towel, turning but keeping a side towards jack as he started to clean. Jack took a slow draw of a slip. Wow, what a guy. Surprisingly similar too. He placed the cup down, giving a chuckle and flashing his winning smile out to him. 

“Yeah, well, I feel ya. I’m gettin’ outta this hellhole though, mark my words.” 

David smiled back shyly, turning more. “Oh, I will. Say, I’ve never seen you round here much. New in town?” 

Jack chuckled again, “no, oh do I wish. But I got a car and a plan, how hard can it be?” 

David’s head slowly turned up, like gears were calculating in his head. His mouth set to open like he was about to say something before- 

“Dave! What did I say bout’ these counters!” Morris snarled out, stomping over to the two. He gave jack a downright nasty look before David grumbled and suddenly cut through the noise of the twins speaking over eachother 

“I’m taking a smoke break. When I get back in I’ll do it.” David said with a surprising edge of sass in his voice, despite how ready he seemed to pass out. 

He tossed the towel over his shoulder and grabbed a small pack of cigars from his pocket, leaving through the front of the diner, and back out toward the opposite parking lot. 

Jack fumbled, seeing Morris steam in his spot until he shot a look at his brother. Oscar nodded and followed him out. 

That can’t be good. 

Jack waited for a moment, hearing the yelling rise. Yeah, definetly can't be good-

He shot from his seat toward the exit as the old man beside him seemed to wake up a bit, (the bastard was even eyeing his coffee up)

he sharply turned the corner and what jack Jack found was a bloody-nosed David with a look in his eyes that could have knocked Jack out.

It was so cooly fierce, determined but not in a stupid way. This kid may not have the brawns but, those eyes were dangerous, and Jack loved it. 

But when David spotted Jack, he looks fleeted away for one of relief, followed by fear as he ducked away from another fly-by of Oscar’s fist. 

Jack ran up and clocked the guy behind the neck, gettin' him real good before flying in front of Dave and landing a kick in Oscar’s left thigh again. 

He reeled back and swing wildly, catching Jack’s cheekbone and giving it a bruiser. Jack cried out a yell and turned to see Dave on the other side that Oscar wasn’t looking from and got him in his bottom back, completely knocking the wind out of the guy from his side, probably achin his ribs for good measure too.

Oscar doubled over in a wheeze and Jack took this as an opportunity to grab Dave’s hand and bolt away. 

They got a good way to Jack’s car before he paused and said 

“Wait, wait- where are we going?!” he blurted, looking David in his furiously blue eyes. 

“Don’t know, don’t care, get me out of here. Far out of here. I don't care, you have your car and your plan- well I want in on that too. Please.” he grabbed and pulled forward both of Jack’s hands, eyes pleading yet forceful. 

“Wh-woah there, hold on- I can't just let ya- do you- how- don’t you have a home? A family?” he blurted again, quickly as he heard more yells from inside the diner, likely the boys of satan troubling up again. 

“I…they won’t care, it’ll be easier on them with one less person to care for. They don’t need my money if they don’t need to spend it on me.” he reasoned. his conflict was evident yet his drive to get the hell out of dodge was clearly winning out. 

Jack paused again- he felt for him, he really did, and good god did he want to run away with this boy. But, he had to be reasonable. he wasn’t exactly just planning on taking a drive mind you.

Dave must've seen this look before cautiously saying “if it makes you feel better, ill leave some money and a note saying Im safe’n all.”

Jack nodded before slowly starting “I don’t exactly have a very safe plan, though-“

Hearing a door open and a subsequent yell, Jack was cut off and panicked. David took this to jump in the car and shove jack in beside him. he got the memo pretty quick and backed out if there like a madman on wheels.

Hightaling it once more, this time he just happened to have a cute boy in his car. 

that had no idea he was a criminal.

Shit. 

[pjunicornart]

Can I hear your thoughts on the bad future? I’m curious. Ramble as much as you’d like.

Heh heh heh heh... Alright. I see a few possibilities.

First off - Neil is murdered. Because I draw a lot of gore (I don't post a lot of gore because it mostly ends up in my sketchbooks, I should do digital gore more often though), I'm seeing Neil completely torn to shreds. Like Glamrock Bonnie from FNaF: SB, but flesh instead of metal. This is definitely the most gruesome outcome.

Second - Neil was captured. This would explain the family still being there in the bad future as well as Neil's absence. How? Well if Neil was the only one out of the city not being mind controlled, he would beg for his family's safety. Well, as close to safety as he can get. In exchange, he forever slaves away for Dor-15, losing his morality - and eventually - his sanity from a lack of meaningful contact. His mental state breaks to that of Brutalight Sparcake from the Elements of Insanity, I feel like. No longer having regret... or does he?

Third - Experimentation I'm imagining a version of Neil with a large metallic scorpion tail completely embedded into his body. Like a prosthetic limb he can't remove. I also think he would have parts of his body be complete machinery, like he'd have the ability to transform his arm into a gun or something. Plus the bowler hat, of course. Why a scorpion? Well, since Dor-15 (and the rest of the bowler hats) are very spider and arachnid-like in their mannerisms, it made sense to correlate them. Also can you imagine if Scorpion Neil was a boss battle in Zelda or something? His title card would be something like: "Cyborg Amalgamate: SCOR-P10N." You'd knock him out in his weak spot, and you'd have to bash his head in order to get the hat off of him, all the while hearing him scream... ...I've watched too much horror media.

Fourth - My Dream Okay this isn't really a full blown alternate reality, but this is INSTEAD a dream I had when I was eight, which I still remember vividly. Obviously, I had this dream after watching Meet the Robinsons for a family movie night. It was during the bad future - the color palette and smoke matched. There was a dark alleyway, completely covered in tar. Sitting amongst the tar was Neil. His body was burned and charred, exposing what was underneath. What was odd about this whole thing (as if it wasn't odd enough) is that he was intentionally CONSUMING the tar. I can still - VIVIDLY - see his burned and charred face, with his jaw partially exposed and his bloodshot eyes as he got up close and screamed, "HELP ME!" Needless to say I bolted awake after that. But, I got into horror shortly after. So instead of those who have Meet the Robinsons as the cute, fun, and quirky childhood memory, MtR was impactful for me because it made realize I was a horror whore. It's because of that dream I've always associated MtR with horror and angst. So thank you, Charred Neil! You will forever be burned into my memory, but you made me into who I am today!