Morric

A World Of A Million Horrors

I don't mind. I'm patient.

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What time is it?

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The sound of doors slowly opening and closing rattled through the hall as Foxy and his lifeless companion vanished from view into the darkness of the parts and service room. They moved into an unseen corner of the room, in the blind spot of the slowly rotating camera above. It looked over the seemingly vacant room, seeing nothing out of place. It was only the audio that picked up the faint wet sounds of tearing flesh and the occasional crackling of breaking bones.

Darkness Awaits - Another Magic RP

"This clock tower is old" Echoed Azazel's voice from the shadows. "Old things are easy to find." A dim light briefly cast a low hue onto the room as a curtain gently waved in the breeze of a window overlooking the campus. "It helps that this place is dark. Makes it easier to see what secrets it holds." Wood scraped across the floor as a chair was dragged out from a table, where he suddenly appeared, sitting down with a book in hand. "Lord Azazel at your acquaintance madam Theodora. Tis a pleasure to meet you."

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Loose bolts rattled through the halls as the machines moved through the shadows. Of them, Foxy had seemed to find his way through the main hall and had stopped, standing motionless, by the corpse of the dead repairman. Foxy stared at the mans lifeless body for quite a while, quietly looking over his collapsed form. Minutes passed before Foxy's one eye gaze darted up to look at the lens of the camera above, before sinking the length of his rusty hook through the chest of the dead man, sliding through the flesh and looping around a couple of his ribs. A few drops of blood spattered across his reddish fur and peppered the wall behind him as he began to drag the lifeless body down the hall. Along with the wet and putrid sounds of decaying flesh being moved, the sound of a low, raspy voice began to echo throughout the pizzaria. An eerie melody that escaped the maw of Foxy as he dragged the body toward the back room.
"Da da dum dum dum, da dum dum doo diddly dum dum da doo."

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Dark...
Chilling quiet filled the air of the dark room. The dim hue of an exit sign cast a flickering glow onto the hall, and gently lighting the checkered floor. Few visited the parts and service room accept when the newer models broke down or got damaged. Even then, most of the pieces used were fresh made off the line at some fancy workshop. The backroom was like crypt of old metal skeletons and piles of mechanical parts. Amongst the ruble and ruins, a dim amber light the size of a penny pierced the darkness.
...It's...Dark...
A loose wire dangling in the corner of the room brushed up against a pipe on the whim of a breeze from a near by vent. Sparks flew through the air, casting light over crimson fur and pale fangs. Old and worn servos buzzed as a grinning maw tilted upward. The glow of the amber light was brighter now, shining out from a glossy eye as it gazed up at the camera above.
...It's...
Cogs and gears scraped together, shaking out bits of rust as the dark silhouette of the twitching form creaked to it's feet. Metal clapped against the floor, echoing through the vacant room. Sparks lit the room again, shining a few moments of light onto the standing form of fur, steel, and teeth. It walked through the darkness, stopping in the center of the room. Another volley of sparks spat into the air, reflecting of the edge of an old rusted hook, and briefly lighting the mechanical figure as it stared up into the lens of a camera hanging above.
It's me...Foxy!

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The mangle: A skittering mass of clicking mechanisms and electrical buzzing connected to two heads and one set of grinning fangs. If nobody wants to play the part of this monster, I'll be glad to at a later date. Something so frightening shouldn't be running...well...swinging around this early on.

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IT'S ME!

Foxy The Pirate

Having a rather unpredictable behavior, Foxy can be silently mischievous or violently playful. Foxy seems to respond most often to toy treasure chests, shiny objects, and coins, similar to a pirate as he was programed. Though Foxy remains immobile for long periods of time, when in motion, Foxy seems to be the swiftest and most agile of his animatronic counterparts. Old and unmaintained, Foxy sometimes clicks and rattles as he moves. This happens most frequently while he's sprinting. Other than treasure and shiny things, Foxy has other triggers and flaws. Some of which can be either helpful or detrimental to the poor souls Foxy deems as prey. One thing to note is his strange behavior toward other animatronics, as it can sometimes be spontaneous. There are even a few notable accounts of him damaging the others, though never to an extreme extent.

A World Of A Million Horrors

Relaxing for a moment, Azazel gazed into the dancing flames. The events of the day repeated in his head as he tried to remember where he was before appearing in this mysterious place. The look of those beasts was also unfamiliar to him. On top of it all, he pondered the new energy that formed inside of him. His head lightly twinged with a dull ache as he finally came to realize he appeared to be alone "Madam?" He looked around for a moment, confused. He had been wrapped up and distracted by the situation, he let himself loose track of Maria. A look of brief concern crossed his face, slowly beginning to stand, when the sudden appearance of Maria's form put him on heels. Like a reflex, a cloud of thorny, bladed darkness had shot up from the flickering shadows across the back wall of the shelter. Azazel stopped himself just before the darkness closed in, seeing Maria baring no hostility. Catching a breath of air, Azazel rubbed a hand over his face and sat back down. The frightening conglomeration of voidish weapons slowly receded back into the twitching shadows as Azazel's feet. Finally he shot Maria a glare. "Are you mad?!"

A World Of A Million Horrors

I'll pass XD Maybe enhanced senses is cool.