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Send this to the twelve people you know, or who seem to have a good heart.

What. I... Got one back? Yay for me! (No, it totally doesn't matter that I know you in real life, it doesn't at all-)

Thank you!

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GUYS I ONLY HAVE SIX PEOPLE TO SEND IT TO WHAT DO I DO.

I HAVE NO ONE ELSE, I EVEN SENT THEM TO SOME PEOPLE I FOLLOW WHO PROBABLY WILL NEVER SEE IT BECAUSE OF HOW POPULAR THEY ARE.

EDIT: Nevermind, it's only five, one of them has been deactivated, I was gonna send it to them, but :(

🌈💖✨Send this to the twelve nicest people you know or seem to have a good heart and if you get five back you must be pretty awesome 😎💜💚💙

Aww, this is such a sweet "pass it on" idea! I love it so much!

You're one of the multi fandom blogs I look up to the most, to be honest, and I enjoy your content, especially with FNAF.

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🌈💖✨Send this to the twelve nicest people you know or seem to have a good heart and if you get five back you must be pretty awesome 😎💜💚💙

Aww, this is such a sweet "pass it on" idea! I love it so much!

You're one of the multi fandom blogs I look up to the most, to be honest, and I enjoy your content, especially with FNAF.

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Holy crap, I just opened my fic for the first time in like a solid two months to work on it seriously.

I forgot how much I loved it, and its ideas, no matter how much I've turned them over in my head and discarded some of them.

I've been off doing other things, mainly, helping a friend avoid, uh, unaliving themself, and then my very own partner just randomly sent a text to our mutual friend group that sounded like they were gonna unalive themself, but it's all okay, they were just saying that they needed to take a step back from the friend group, we're all okay.

But either way, I now have a bit more motivation to continue on. Yay! It's mainly slogging through the middle parts where it's between scenes you've came up with, writers know what I'm talking about.

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I have the whole plot of my Ace Attorney AU written down but I can't make the blog yet bc I don't know what to name the AU, i feel like I'm doing this backwards

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forgot there's a new mutual here so i can't sadpost(tm) anymore, post cancelled

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You can read more right here :)

Don't mind me dropping this and running-

The first time Michael Afton died, he was only fourteen. His mind bent and cracked and broke under the weight of what he had done, placing his little brother up to Fredbear’s mouth. (Why did I do it, he was only ten, why, why, whywhywhy-)

The second time Michael Afton died, he was sixteen. His already fractured mind shattered like glass with the sucker punch to his gut that was his father’s fist when he asked why Lizzie wasn’t with him when he came home from opening Circus Baby’s Pizza World. (She’s gone, why am I crying, Father hates it when I cry, stop it, stop stop stopstopstop-)

The third time Michael Afton died, he was twenty-three. He was only following after Father, wanting nothing more than to please the man, and ended up a corpse because of it. (“The Scooper only hurts for a moment.” “You won’t die.” She’s right, I won’t die. Something will not let me die. Why won’t I die?)

The fourth time Michael Afton died, he couldn’t remember how old he was. He had found the advert on the television, and started managing Freddy Fazbear’s Pizza Place, only for his uncle to burn everything down around them both. (Why, Uncle Henry? Why don’t you recognize me, why do this, why make me stay, I need to repent, I can’t go I can’t face them I don’t wanna die please please pleasepleaseplease-)

The fifth time Michael Afton died, he had spent exactly four years, seven months, thirteen days, two hours, fifty-eight minutes, and twenty-one seconds online. Though he didn’t know, he had deluded himself into thinking that he had become an AI in this hell, being the face of Freddy Fazbear’s Mega Pizzaplex. Considering he didn’t realize until the orange and blue bear body he had finally fell off the ledge, slamming and breaking the shell, as the boy who looked so much like his little brother looked at him with an outstretched hand and the blank bots around him tore him to pieces. (I finally found something to protect and now it’s taken from me, it’s ripped from my grasp. I don’t want to die, I want to be like Father I want to hold the world in my hands and pick who lives and who dies and I’ll put everything back together but not like him-)

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Have this too, I'm actually slightly proud of it for once.

There was a man who roamed the dirty, dingy halls of the abandoned pizzeria.

He didn’t know why, but he felt like everything there was familiar.

Listless and wandering, the man walked down the paths, seeing everything as it once was, and not the reality around him.

The man tried to blow up balloons for a ball pit, only to find out that there was none, and the ball pit sat empty.

The man tried to sit in his chair to order more napkins, only to find that there wasn’t a working computer there, only a melted lump of circuitry and metal and plastic.

One time, the man attempted to crawl in the vents, only to back out in a panic when he saw the melted animatronics stuck in the way. That one was okay, though. He didn’t want to go in the vents anyway.

As he roamed around, his head was blissfully empty. Empty of everything, of life, of memory, of feeling. He liked being empty like this (a part of him was horrified at being as empty as this).

Soon, he heard people. People who have come to work on his pizzeria. He greeted them all with a smile, the bear mask covering his face. He was affronted when no one talked to him or even gave him a look. But, he would not be like Father and get angry. (Who was Father?)

Instead, he grumbled and left them to their devices. Only to stop once the screaming started.

He looked back only to find the purple glowing eyes of an animatronic, ripping the workers limb from limb. They screamed and cried and died and the man could only watch.

Something deep inside of him could tell exactly what that was, who that was (the Mimic, built for Afton Robotics, Father’s in there), but the feeling of being empty, empty, empty was so drowning that he simply… didn’t.

The man stood there as those people were beheaded, appendages ripped off and thrown in a pile of tangled metal and animatronic parts. Ah, the man with the bear mask thought. That’s where my animatronics went.

The purple eyes turned to him. He didn’t move.

They came closer. He didn’t move.

They reached out, hand curled into sharp claws and the man could almost see a sneer on a face that looked exactly like his.

But he still. Didn’t. Move.

Maybe he was insane. Maybe he had finally given up. Maybe he was fighting back.

But the man knew it wasn’t any of those.

With a screech, the animatronic lunged at him, hands aiming for his throat.

The man blinked and the animatronic with the glowing purple eyes was on the floor behind him, something like a voice groaning out in pain, metal endoskeleton screeching against the black and white diner tiles.

“You shouldn’t have done that,” the man said softly, some awareness finally leaking back into the man after all the years he had spent down here in his pizzeria that was being lost to time, just like him. “They don’t like loud noises.”

The animatronic’s glowing purple eyes looked to him, and the man receded back to how he was, carefree and blissfully empty.

He hummed a jaunty tune as he walked down the hallway, sidestepping the bodies and animatronic parts like he was used to skirting around it.

He had to blow up the balloons for the ball pit, the kids would love that. Helpy would help him this time.

The man saw the animatronic with the glowing purple eyes a lot. At first, every time the metal endoskeleton saw him, it would run at him. But then he would blink, and it would be on the floor behind him.

He sort of liked the silly thing. It was obviously deprived of attention (just as he once was).

So the man set out to befriend it.

It shouldn’t have been right for him to, considering it tried to attack him every time it saw him, but he liked to think that it wanted to hug him now instead of kill him. He didn’t know why he knew it was trying to kill him, but the thought always slipped from his mind, giving way to the emptiness that he enjoyed.

Sometimes, he liked to chat with it.

“You know, it’s not so bad, being down here. It’s awfully empty. I just wish Father were here to make it full, like he once did with his pizzeria.”

The animatronic would look at him, and suddenly, the emptiness buzzed in his brain and he giggled, before walking away.

The man liked to play the games in his pizzeria. Not the fancy ones, or the ones for the little kids, but others, like Midnight Motorist and Fruity Maze. He liked those ones. He was good at them, too. But he hadn’t been able to play them in a while.

Why hadn’t he got to play them in a while?

Ah well, he had a job to do. Time to go to the basement, the storage area.

What was in the storage area?

(FIRE DEATH PAIN PAIN PAIN WHY UNCLE HENRY WHY DID YOU DO THIS TO ME WHY DID YOU TRAP ME HERE WITH HIM-)

The man didn’t know. But the vents were blocked, and he couldn’t go outside. No, there were too many bandages for him to go outside. He had too many bandages. But they never needed to be changed, and that was good, even if he left a trail of blood behind him everywhere he went.

But when he passed back over it, there was no blood. He always shrugged it off.

One time, there were some new children down in his pizzeria. (Down? Where did that come from?)

With a smile, he went out to greet them, only to find the animatronic with glowing purple eyes locked away in a suit.

The man was sad. His friend was stuck in there. He didn’t see the children around, so he focused on trying to get his friend out. The purple eyes stared at him, and his eyes watered as he realized he wasn’t strong enough (just like Father always said).

But then, there was a lady. She came down, and freed his friend. He went to thank her, only to notice the new, shiny, if a bit dusty animatronics behind her. He didn’t even notice that they all had purple eyes.

He also didn’t notice his friend watching him.

He was so enamored with these new animatronics, the six of them. There was a red fox with a pirate’s coat and a wicked sharp hook, a gray wolf that almost seemed like a sister to the fox, a big blue bunny (something in him recoiled instinctively,) with floppy ears, a white chicken with three feathers spread over her head, a green alligator with a pair of star-shaped shades, and lastly, in the front, leading them all, a big orange bear.

He snorted.

“Bears aren’t supposed to be orange, they’re yellow!”

He frowned, looking down.

For once the emptiness wasn’t overpowering, it wasn't tugging at his mind like normal.

He could feel it, just out of reach.

He had only just remembered his own name, when the bear’s stomach hatch opened and something grabbed him and pulled him inside.

Michael Afton, the boy, the man, the corpse, the spirit that never had left, screamed.

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Don't mind me dropping this and running-

The first time Michael Afton died, he was only fourteen. His mind bent and cracked and broke under the weight of what he had done, placing his little brother up to Fredbear’s mouth. (Why did I do it, he was only ten, why, why, whywhywhy-)

The second time Michael Afton died, he was sixteen. His already fractured mind shattered like glass with the sucker punch to his gut that was his father’s fist when he asked why Lizzie wasn’t with him when he came home from opening Circus Baby’s Pizza World. (She’s gone, why am I crying, Father hates it when I cry, stop it, stop stop stopstopstop-)

The third time Michael Afton died, he was twenty-three. He was only following after Father, wanting nothing more than to please the man, and ended up a corpse because of it. (“The Scooper only hurts for a moment.” “You won’t die.” She’s right, I won’t die. Something will not let me die. Why won’t I die?)

The fourth time Michael Afton died, he couldn’t remember how old he was. He had found the advert on the television, and started managing Freddy Fazbear’s Pizza Place, only for his uncle to burn everything down around them both. (Why, Uncle Henry? Why don’t you recognize me, why do this, why make me stay, I need to repent, I can’t go I can’t face them I don’t wanna die please please pleasepleaseplease-)

The fifth time Michael Afton died, he had spent exactly four years, seven months, thirteen days, two hours, fifty-eight minutes, and twenty-one seconds online. Though he didn’t know, he had deluded himself into thinking that he had become an AI in this hell, being the face of Freddy Fazbear’s Mega Pizzaplex. Considering he didn’t realize until the orange and blue bear body he had finally fell off the ledge, slamming and breaking the shell, as the boy who looked so much like his little brother looked at him with an outstretched hand and the blank bots around him tore him to pieces. (I finally found something to protect and now it’s taken from me, it’s ripped from my grasp. I don’t want to die, I want to be like Father I want to hold the world in my hands and pick who lives and who dies and I’ll put everything back together but not like him-)

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You know what I want?

I want to read a fanfic of FNAF where MatPat is thrown into FNAF.

It doesn't matter where he's placed, I just want him there. Mayhaps as a child, mayhaps as his current adult self.

The important thing is is that he has all his current knowledge.

Because y'know what?

I'm actually curious.

Would he change everything because he knows it's gonna happen?

Or would he let everything happen so he can know the real lore, definitive and complete?

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I forgot about this...

So I was a huge Marvel fan (still am, but not as huge, now I'm literally a one track mind on FNAF).

And so, I gathered quotes.

Quotes that I... may or may not have rewritten for certain characters.

For example...

When Rocket Raccoon insults Taserface about his name...

I rewrote it for uh... Michael.

"I just keep imagining you waking up in the morning, Father, looking in the mirror and then in all seriousness, saying to yourself, 'You know what would be a really good name? Springtrap!'"

Like... I forgot how sarcastic, funny, and sassy I made him with some of these lines.

Another one is when Michael gets fired (for some reason or another).

"I recognize that Fazbear Entertainment has made a decision, but given that it's a stupid-ass decision, I've elected to ignore it."

Yet another is something Michael says to Jeremy.

"Don't do anything I would do, and definitely don't do anything I wouldn't do. There's a little gray area in there, and that's where you operate."

And then there's other things.

Like when a programmer is muttering to themself, right before inserting the pathfinding code from an old circuit board into their new game.

"I don't know what you've got inside you already. The mix could be... a little glitchy."

Another great line is when William is ranting to Michael towards the end of the whole thing. And then Michael straight up replies

"You're embarrassing yourself; it looks desperate."

Another favorite line of mine that I rewrote was what Henry says when he realizes he has to let Michael head back to William.

"Whatever happens tomorrow, you must promise me one thing. That you will stay who you are. Not William's perfect successor, but a kind boy."

I just... I'm going through all my background information right now to combine things, and I stumbled upon this pile of veritable gold.

I don't know if I'm going to use them, though.

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I haven't been on Tumblr in a hot minute-

Here, have some more Roots Remain AU out of context.

Michael: *Saves literally everyone he can*

Also Michael: I'M A FAILURE-

*Freddy Fazbear's Pizza closes down in 1986 due to complaints about the animatronics*

Michael: Yeah no, my dad-

William: *Sprinting in* YOU CAN'T TALK TO HIM WITHOUT ME PRESENT, HE'S A MINOR-

The cop about to interview Michael: I know, what do you take me for? I'm trying to set an alibi for you.

*Michael looks in horror between the dirty cop on his father's side and his father*

Scott: *Whispering* I-I don't like Bonnie...

Michael: That's alright, I don't like Bonnie much either. He reminds me of my dad, a little too much.

Scott: *Nods in agreement*

Elizabeth: Hey can I go see Circus Baby?

William: No.

Elizabeth: *Stomps off to go hang with Evan*

Michael: You know she's going to go see Circus Baby, right?

William: Nah, she'll listen. I'm her father.

*Not even 30 minutes later*

Michael, after saving Elizabeth by pretending he had to go to the bathroom to get away from William: WHAT DID I TELL YOU-

*Pizza Sim*

Evan: Hey, so, hypothetically, if I said that I was thinking of punching Father in the face, what would you say?

Michael, without a second of hesitation: Punch him with your prosthetic. Preferably change it to one of Foxy's hooks.

Evan: ... nice.

Foxy: So wait, you're from the future, but you're actually not, because it was a different universe, but this one is almost the same, so you can say that you're from the future?

Michael: Yes, we've been over that. Pay attention. *Points back to corkboard with red string everywhere* I need your help to save these kids that will be killed by my dad-

Michael: Hey, if I was to say that we'd all die tomorrow, what would you do?

Evan, staring at him: I would say I love you to you and Elizabeth, and then fuck you to father.

Michael: *Nodding* Okay, cool. Might wanna do that.

Evan: What-?!

Ballora: So, my son has returned to me. This is perfect! We can fix up Baby and have Elizabeth here, you can be Freddy, and little Evan can be Foxy!

Michael, tied up and literally being held in Funtime Freddy: Um, what about father-

Ballora: DON'T YOU DARE EVEN MENTION HIS NAME-

William: *Dies in Pizza Sim*

William: *Is subjected to UCN*

William: *Is scanned in Help Wanted, where Mimic programming is also*

Vanessa: *Plays Help Wanted and gets the Trapped Ending*

William: *Finds himself under the Pizzaplex, in the Mimic's body*

William: Oh...

Mimic: WHAT THE HELL-

*They hatch a plan to eliminate everything to do with the Emilys and to get Michael on their side*

Michael, within Maikkol: ... I think someone's talking about me.

I don't wanna have too many spoilers, so that's all for now.

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FNAF Roots Remain!AU out of context.

William: My life is so boring, I'm a literal psychopath, I only married my wife because she obeys me-

Michael: *Is born.*

William: OMG my heart is actually beating, my skin is clear, my crops are watered, life is amazing.

Henry: Ah yes, my son and daughter, Sammy and Charlie, were both almost killed.

Michael: *Hinting that it was William* And Father wasn't around us either time, HMMM.

Henry: Yes, that's strange. That must mean that he's at work!

Michael: *Facepalms* Henry, I swear to god. HE WORKS WITH YOU.

Henry: ... My business partner and old college friend can do no wrong :D

Michael, possessing the animatronic he made called Maikkol at the Mega Pizzaplex: I was not aware that I was a fan favorite.

Glamrock Freddy, Glamrock Chica, Glamrock Bonnie, Glamrock Foxy, Roxanne, Monty, the Daycare Attendant, and the Security Marionette: Dude.

Michael: Hey Evan, why don't we have your 10th birthday at Freddy Fazbear's Pizza instead of Fredbear's Family Diner? I know you don't like Fredbear and Cinnabon...

Evan: But I wanna get over my fear of the springlock animatronics! Just like I did with the others! Because you made Foxy, and Foxy is good!

Michael: *Sobbing* This child is so precious, why was I a complete ass last time-

Evan: *Confused noises.*

Elizabeth: Hey Michael, is your friend Scott coming over?

Michael: What? No.

Michael, after thinking: ... Why?

Elizabeth: *Shrugs* No reason. *Skips off.*

Michael: HMMMMM.

Evan, being selectively mute, but talking to people he trusts: Y'know what? I love you guys!

Michael and Elizabeth: Aww! We love you too!

Evan, when William walks into the room: *Signing in ASL* And him too, I guess.

Michael: *Signing frantically in ASL* NO. YOU DON'T HAVE TO LOVE HIM.

William, who never learned sign because he's a bastard towards anyone who isn't Michael: I feel attacked, but I don't know why.

William, wearing the Cinnabon suit: Hey kids! My name is Cinnabon! How would you like to play some games with me?

Jeremy: Isn't that just a golden Bonnie?

William: Child I was the first. If anything, Bonnie is just a blue and purple Cinnabon.

Jeremy: Alright, sounds legit.

Michael: *Swoops in like a hawk* There you are, Jeremy! We need to get you back to your mom! *Looks up* Oh hey, Cinnabon! I thought you were supposed to be resting in the back!

William:

Michael:

William: I'ma just... go... *Leaves.*

Michael: *Working on coding Foxy's AI with Glamrock AI specifications.*

William: *Obsessive and proud dad noises.*

Jeremy Fitzgerald gets hired at the New and Improved Freddy Fazbear's Pizza:

Michael: OMG little Jer that I saved from my father like 2 years ago?

Jeremy: OMG it's my savior, I wanna be your friend!

Michael: *Tears up* Someone wants to be my friend?

Scott, over the phone: What am I, uh, chopped liver?!

Mangle, hiding on the ceiling:

William, as Dave Miller, walking in for his night shift:

Mangle: I'M GONNA GET YOU, IT MAY NOT BE TODAY, OR TOMORROW, OR ANYTIME SOON, BUT I WILL HAVE MY REVENGE-

Michael: *Standing off to the side, wearing the Foxy mask his little siblings got him off the side of his face.*

Scott: *Stands with Michael, feeling out of place wearing a Chica mask Michael jokingly got him off to the side of his face.*

Cassidy's older brother and Cassie's grandfather: *Walking around, wearing the Bonnie mask, trying to grab some candy from this random kid's birthday party.*

Some asshole with a Freddy mask: *Goes near Evan.*

Michael: *Naruto runs over there* DON'T YOU DARE TOUCH HIM-

William Afton: *Gets springlocked in Cinnabon.*

Michael: *Very sarcastic* OH NO, WHERE DID OUR FATHER GO.

Elizabeth: Wait, Father's gone? I CAN DO THINGS NOW-

Evan: *Just being a bby and vibing while latching onto Michael.*

Henry: Oh no, I sure hope that everything in this pizzeria I created gets burned to hell and back.

Michael: *Possesses Maikkol.*

Scraptrap: *Mingles with Mimic programming, and practically now has a split personality.*

Scrap Ballora (replaces Scrap Baby): *Yeets herself into the void, probably to come back somehow.*

LEFTE: *Becomes possessed by Cassidy*

Charlie: *Possesses the Security Marionette.*

Molten Freddy: *Becomes the Tangle.*

Henry: *Wakes up in the Daycare Attendant* ... Well this didn't go according to plan.

Henry: *Sees Evan possessing Glamrock Foxy, Scott possessing Glamrock Chica, Jeremy possessing Glamrock Bonnie, and Fritz possessing Monty* ... This really didn't go according to plan.

Maikkol, standing next to Glamrock Freddy: You know, I think you are more popular with the kids than me.

Kids: *Come to Maikkol more often than Glamrock Freddy.*

Maikkol: ... I retract my previous statement.

Gregory, goes into the Mega Pizzaplex with his foster family: Oh wow this is big!

Gregory, meeting Cassie alone at her birthday: Here have a tissue!

Roxy: *Sees this and then tells the other animatronics.*

Maikkol, showing up out of nowhere, somehow before the message is sent: Happy birthday! Someone told me that these Superstars deserve some cake and ice cream!

Glamrock Foxy, Glamrock Chica, Glamrock Bonnie, and Monty showing up after the message like normal animatronics: Yeah, let's get this party started!

Gregory, seeing Glamrock Freddy glitch and power down on stage: Guess he wasn't made by Michael Afton, whoever made him was an IDIOT.

Gregory: *Sees a worried Maikkol peeking out from backstage at Glamrock Freddy* Now there is a TRUE animatronic.

Gregory: *Also sees a female night guard with blonde hair with a live taser behind Maikkol.*

Gregory: I don't trust her!

Michael/Maikkol: *Wakes up after being tased with warning of something alive in stomach hatch* OMG it's my Superstar!

Glamrock Foxy (possessed by Evan): *Runs into Maikkol's green room to frantically sign to Maikkol that he has a kid in his stomach hatch.*

Michael/Maikkol: On 3. 1... 2... 3!

*Gregory tumbles out of Maikkol's hatch, while Cassie is seen in Glamrock Foxy's.*

Michael/Maikkol: ... Wait why are there two kids- *Panics.*

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How Spring Bonnie was actually called Cinnabon in my FNAF Roots Remain!AU.

Henry and William getting ready to open Fredbear's Family Diner with their springlock animatronic suits:

William: Henry, what shall we call them?

Henry: I already named mine Fredbear, dude.

William, suddenly being unable to come up with a name: ... Michael, name a food.

Michael, 9 years old, eating a cinnamon roll: Cinnamon.

William: ... But it's a bunny.

Evan, 5 years old, selectively mute, whispering to Michael: Cinnamon... bon?

Michael, who no one knows is a time traveler, mishearing things: What does Cinnabon have to do with this?

William: WAIT A MINUTE THAT'S PERFECT-

This isn't quite how it goes, but since Spring Bonnie's name is never explicitly mentioned in the games, I decided to have fun with it.

For example, when the rights to the animatronic characters were bought by one Mr. Fazbear, he had to rename them, and get some more mascots. Hence Fredbear becoming Freddy, and Cinnabon becoming Bonnie. And Chica and Foxy being made.

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Just some quick sketches

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Tried to do something for fun but it’s so dang short and rushed djkdnd

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do you ever think about how Michael probably hated being compared to his father, yet in both Watsonian and Doylist terms, that's all he ever was

like in watsonian ways, all the animatronics targeted him and attacked him because he looked so similar to his father that they were the same people to the children.

and in doylist ways, the only thing that defined him was his quest to defeat his father.

like, what in canon has clued us in about Mike's personality? That has nothing to do with his family or animatronics? it's that he likes a show called the immortal and the restless.

that's it.

everything else we have given him in fanon.

he spent his whole life trying to deal with his father to prove he wasn't him, yet he's entirely defined by his father.

and without him, he's barely a character.

it adds a sort of horror to his death in pizza sim. like when he attempted to lay his father to rest permanently, the universe laid him as well, because it had no purpose for him outside of his father.

it also kinda makes glammike a little fucked up if you think about it this way, even if he either moved on or his spirit lingered in the pizzeria. his father rose again and the universe either dragged him out of the afterlife or kept him in the basement because what else is he if not his father's watcher

do you ever think about that despite his best efforts to not be his father, he's entirely defined by the man

do you ever think about that

or are you normal.