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Postby consumptivefawn » Mon Feb 16, 2015 5:46 pm

You may have heard about
Freddy Fazbear's Pizza, how it closes, the night-
guards, Bite of '87, the missing children, animatronics
glitching and killing, all that. Let me tell you. It is all
true.
I will be making refs for the kids later c:
Please note that not all of this is true, just the stories me and my friend IRL came up with. Its pretty much theories and our headcanons. Also, no hate comments (when I allow comments) like "O no the kidzz aren't named the sam as animutrinicz!!!" or "U DIDNT MENTION HIS NAM IS VUNCINT HUW DARE YU". Its disrespectful, and we never even heard of PG's name being Vincent when we started theorizing FNAF. And we also didn't find any other names fitting the kids. And yes Goldie is a girl.

--CONTENTS--
one- intro
two- bite of eighty-seven
three- missing children incident
four- they're watching you
five- give gifts, give life
More to come!
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Bite Of '87

Postby consumptivefawn » Mon Feb 16, 2015 6:16 pm

Foxy grinned, he got to preform again. His spirit, Conor however, was not happy at all. The 14-year-old former-pirate possessing Foxy occasionally flew around in a ghost form, or simply became a ghost to talk to his best friend Bonnie.
Walking onto stage, opening the purple curtain, Foxy began speaking.
"Ahoy, lassies and lasses! Its yer old pal Foxy, cap'n of the crew! Hey, ye right there, lassie, what's yer name?"
The shy girl just ran of, not feeling secure. The only reason she even was here was her little brother.
A small little girl laughed at Foxy, jumping on stage and sticking her head into Foxy's jaw, playing with the wires.
'SCALLYWAG! QUIT IT NOW, OR I'LL KILL YE!' Conor thought, not being allowed to speak during show time.
Foxy glitched, and the girl got out, but her frontal lobe was in still. Foxy's jaw slammed down, biting it out and blood gushing everywhere. 'Oh my ye little-' Conor thought again.
Screaming in terror, everyone rushing away, the little girl passed out.
Her mother walked up and cried, tears running down her face like icecream melting embraced. She angrily stormed away, carrying her daughter. Telling a day guard and driving away, the day guard, named Michelle nodded and phoned the owner of the company, Thomas.
Everyone fled. It seemed a ghost town.
A mechanic at least came and stayed for two hours to fix Foxy, leaving when necessary. He didn't catch sight of Conor in the suit though, and left.
At twelve AM, Foxy rushed to talk to Bonnie. Having a good convo about it, Foxy and Bonnie left to try and murder the new guard.
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Missing Children Incident

Postby consumptivefawn » Mon Feb 16, 2015 6:27 pm

(I imagine the year being about 1974 or something :p)
It was a gloomy, foggy, rainy morning - just like Bonnie and Conor, or nicknamed Foxy, liked it. The two were best friends.
"When are Freddy and Goldie coming? They are always late! And Chicadee? What about her?" Bonnie angrily crossed her arms. "Lassie, ye gotta learn patience. Up at the alleyways I could only eat about two things a day." Conor sighed at his grumpy and sassy friend.
"Uhh, h-hi...." Goldie shyly whispered, quivering. That girl always had a hard life - her brother Freddy always bullied her and pushed her around and her parents were horrible, hated her.
Chica came running, her boots splashing in the puddles. "Ahoy." Conor yawned, getting up and walking into the pizzeria, gesturing for his four friends to come as well.
As the five walked around, Conor rushed to Pirate Cove, Bonnie rushed to talk to Bonnie Bunny, Chicadee went to talk to Chica, and Freddy to talk to Freddy.
Meanwhile, Foxy's show had ended. "So, lass, what do ye want?" Asked the suit who had no idea. Not being possessed he wasn't as smart as he would be if he had a figure possessing him.
"Well, Foxy, what's that Golden Freddy suit doin'? Normally it don't walk around." Conor sighed, jumping off stage. "Lass, don't know." Foxy shrugged and walked away. "BONNIE! FREDDY! GOLDIE! CHICADEE!" Conor called for his friends, and his buddies all came racing. "What?" Chicadee asked. Conor began speaking. "Wanna see what that Golden Freddy suit is doin'?" He asked. Freddy cheerfully and "daringly" agreed, though everyone sensed fear. Chicadee clapped and nodded excitedly, Bonnie grumpily rolled her eyes and smiled a bit, nodding. The group walked up to the suit, aware of the creepy black eyes but shrugged it off. "H-hey kids, wanna see an ol' Fazbear trick?" Asked the suit in a low voice. Conor and Bonnie raised an eyebrow but nodded, Goldie, Freddy and Chicadee plain scared. The suit lead the children, and pre-teen, into the room with suits. Freddy's had closed and the suit told the kids to stay there, he locked the door and got the original character's suits, setting them by the door as quiet as he could and grabbing a clean knife. Bonnie and her friends didn't know there was a man, dressed in a purple nightguard staff uniform, under the endoskeleton-less suit.
The grabbed the suits, set them on a table after opening the door, and blindfolding them then slicing his knife into their hearts.
Blood, blood everywhere. The man pulled off the Golden Freddy suit, smirking widely. He violently stuffed the kids into suits, one by one. Conor in Foxy, Bonnie in Bonnie, Chicadee in Chica, Freddy in Freddy, Goldie in Golden Freddy. Certainly, the man did put the endoskeleton back in, he had a bit of "skill".
He then set the suits back on stage, yet erased all evidence of himself, but not the murder.
A few days later, Bonnie's mother called the company's manager. She sorrowly asked why her daughter wasn't home yet. "Sorry, Miss. But we have no idea at the moment, we'll call you if we get any." And the parents of the others, except for Conor, since he didn't have any. And the manager said the same old thing.
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They're Watching You

Postby consumptivefawn » Wed Feb 18, 2015 5:12 am

[This chapter is more in Bonnie's spirit, Bonnie's point of view. Its also years after the murder, and the kids are the same age, due to dying and becoming Undead. Its probably 2011 or something XDDDD]

The animatronics. They watch you, they dig into your soul as if your dirt and scan you. They want to kill you. Them all.
How you ask?
They were programmed and built with a mechanic's friend, an Undead creature, who knew a thing or two to cause creepy hauntings and get something to kill a few people.
Now this is beyond me how they did it. My friends? Don't know, but Conor says he's stumbled across a few Undead creatures or so.
Just please avoid eye contact with them...and...uh...remember...

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I'm watching you.
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Give Gifts, Give L I F E

Postby consumptivefawn » Thu Feb 19, 2015 2:56 pm

[This chapter is in Isis, a thirteen-year-old mummy-zombie, friend of the Undead creature mentioned in the previous chapter who knew about the programming completely and Marionette's secret.]

I bet you've heard of the phrase, "Give Gifts, Give Life" by now which I would kind of expect.
Now, if your looking into the lore of this all, if there is any, Im not completely sure, The Marrionette was somewhat special, compared to the others. He was not only the creepiest and mysterious, but was haunted by the Undead creature himself, if youoo want a name, Tys. Pronounced 'Tice'.
Tys knew all. He knew how to give life, a possession to something, mostly animatronics and stuff. Tys was a stalker, often killing his prey by dropping down and screaming. And playing the Marionette's same Pop Goes The Weasel tune.
And the screaming? It was like the animatronics; if you slowed it down, it sounds as if he's saying "Free us". Now, despite being a close friend of Tys, I never knew very much about him nor why it said Free us.
But, well, you never know.
Also, he was part of the murder.
He was in some of Phone Guy's calls.
We know nothing.
And you know Dr. Sawbones?
Tys' skeleton face looked like Sawbones'.
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Re: the true stories. fnaf fanfic. no posting yet.

Postby Polar Kitten » Thu Feb 19, 2015 5:12 pm

(I'm sorry if I'm not allowed to post here...)
These are great theories! I've been stalking this thread for awhile, and I'm looking forward to more!
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Re: the true stories. fnaf fanfic. no posting yet.

Postby consumptivefawn » Thu Feb 19, 2015 5:16 pm

nyancat583 wrote:(I'm sorry if I'm not allowed to post here...)
These are great theories! I've been stalking this thread for awhile, and I'm looking forward to more!

Thank you so much! <3
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