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Alright, this is gonna be a bit of a read. Keep in mind, I can't write and I suck at explaining.
As you all can have seen, I couldn't help but get on the FNAF's bandwagon. I love the games, I love the design, and I LOVE the story... And with all this love came the oc's! I couldn't help it! I just had to! It was too much fun too come up with ideas and designs! So, without further delay, allow me to tell you about these too.
Let's start with Mother Goose Berry. Formally known as Cynthia Havens, she was a mother and a wife who had recently moved into town with her family. As she and her family gets settled into their new hometown Cynthia learns about a local child-friendly fun-zone known as Freddy Fazbear's Pizzeria. With things settled and the family adjusting to the area, she decided to take her son Charlie to have some fun and make some new friends with the local kids. They went, they laughed, and things went just as well as she thought.
As time went by and the weeks turned to months, Freddy Fazbear became a regular spot for birthday parties, felid trips, and the occasional rewards for good grades. But no matter how often she went or how friendly the atmosphere was, Cynthia couldn't shake the strange feeling she had every time they came... she pays no mind to it. Truly there was nothing to worry about. Up until a few months later when Cynthia and her family attended another birthday party.
Things went along as usual. Kids playing and running around, pizza going from table to table, and those smiling bots where playing their song which entertained the audience. Feeling that her child would be alright, Cynthia went to use the bathroom. As she passed down the hall a strange eerie light glowed from behind her. She turned around and found it came from a door slightly ajar. Hesitantly, Cynthia turned around and walked closer to the light source, not noticing the pair of eyes in the distance watching her as she did. As she opened the door and entered the room she spoke aloud to let her presence be know and waited for a response. Hearing nothing she walked inside to find nothing but a rundown arcade system in the middle of the room. On it's screen read ''Help Freddy serve the children'' with said bear standing above the words ''press play''..... but Mrs. Havens couldn't help but notice the state of the arcade. It was broken... rusted.... and unplugged. Now, Cynthia wasn't a superstitious woman, but when something didn't add up she didn't stay to figure it out the... Ready to turn heel and leave, Cynthia was on her was out the door until the sound of what would only be describe as a broken recording of a child's cry caught her ears. Looking at her surroundings she saw nothing but that arcade.
Seconds seemed like hours as she debated. It's obvious where the sound came from and the realization made her shutter...
Against her better judgment, Cynthia took a breath, went up to the arcade and pressed play. The game started and the crying seemed to cease. As she played the game Mrs. Havens went through several levels of emotions. Confusion, fear, disturbed, and sadness. ''What was this?'' She thought. ''why was a game like this here, in a children's pizzeria?''. Such a horrid game. Showing a scene of a child being killed. The game machine shut down the moment it was finished. Emotions of confusion and distraught etched her face. Cynthia bursted out the door and back to the main room, swearing never to play that game... and to keep a eye out for that bear...
Time seemed to pass quickly for Mrs. Havens. Every time she returned to the Pizzeria that decrepit arcade game seemed to draw her to it, even though she'd sworn to never play it again. But she found it difficult to follow through. She had also found it even harder to trust what she saw around the pizzeria, or rid herself of that creeping feeling of being watched. What once felt like one pair of eyes on her now felt like several slicing through her like a knife and cutting straight through to her paranoia. She even started to believed the animatronics knew about it. whenever she would leave her child with either her husband or a friend to play those games, she would have sworn she saw that rabbit tailing behind her, yet out of view as to not get caught. This became an obsession, a compulsion, a phobia she had to face. But all it did was deepen her fears as she began to realize that the games... Were true. She had found old news papers the day she decided to explore the pizzeria and found the security room unguarded. She even found reports of the poor young victims killed by a monster of a man, that... Purple guy in that golden suit that would taunt her as she played the game. It was the same man as the one in the game! It had to be... This place haunted her. That GAME haunted her. The texts in the game '' You can't saved them'' replayed in her mind. Bothered her to no end. Cynthia stopped playing. She Didn't trust this place. She was taking her child, getting her husband and leaving. And they were never coming back.
Cynthia bursted through the room and walked down the hall when she saw her son smiling and following... something. She didn't know what, but that small glint of gold she caught was enough to instal true terror in her heart. Cynthia ran down the hall and caught up to her son. She called his name and saw her little boy Charlie not next to a man in a yellow bear suit, but next to an old, decrepit, run down animatronic of a rabbit, rusted gold with a crumbled look of decay. That rabbit was about to take her son and run but Cynthia stopped him! She towards it and knocked the rabbit to the ground and told her son to run to his father! Don't look back! Charlie ran and that's when the crumbled bot raged and took the opportunity to ram his jagged hand into her chest. She didn't scream. The hand in her chest puncturing her lungs didn't let her. She turned her head and saw her son running towards the main room as her life dimmed, but the last thing she saw was the face of that broken rabbit opening it's mouth revealing human remains ready to finish the job before the sound of a wound up music box and the shadow of what she suspected was a puppet came into view. Cynthia was fading. The hole in her chest bled out in fast. Taking her final breath, she whispered ''Mommy loves you, Charli-''.
And that's how she died! Cutting to the main thing, the marionette did to Cynthia as he did with the other children and gave her ''new life''.
Mother Goose berry is an unfinished Animatronic that was built to read nursery rhymes to younger kids and pass out snack now and again. Since they never got her programming right, she was left to rust in the back storage room.
As for Dark Mary, she is the sliver of death personified as the sheep/shepherd ready to reap the souls of the lost and carry them on to the next life. Dark Mary can only be seen by mother, Golden Freddy, and those finally able to pass on. She makes a deal with Cynthia/Mother Goose to help the lost souls to find their way to deaths awaiting arms. (Shadow bonny/freddy is an extension of herself).
I actually thought this story out from beginning to end! So, If you wanna know more, I do plan on making something out of this and I'm willing to clear anything up and answer questions! I am also open to suggestions!
Oh, by the way, she dies around the time the toy series are out and about.
Hope you like it! If you got to the bottom of this without crying on how bad of a storyteller i am,
here are a few FNAF pis without all these words:http://www.furaffinity.net/view/15983712/ http://www.furaffinity.net/view/15945952/ http://www.furaffinity.net/view/15946047/
As you all can have seen, I couldn't help but get on the FNAF's bandwagon. I love the games, I love the design, and I LOVE the story... And with all this love came the oc's! I couldn't help it! I just had to! It was too much fun too come up with ideas and designs! So, without further delay, allow me to tell you about these too.
Let's start with Mother Goose Berry. Formally known as Cynthia Havens, she was a mother and a wife who had recently moved into town with her family. As she and her family gets settled into their new hometown Cynthia learns about a local child-friendly fun-zone known as Freddy Fazbear's Pizzeria. With things settled and the family adjusting to the area, she decided to take her son Charlie to have some fun and make some new friends with the local kids. They went, they laughed, and things went just as well as she thought.
As time went by and the weeks turned to months, Freddy Fazbear became a regular spot for birthday parties, felid trips, and the occasional rewards for good grades. But no matter how often she went or how friendly the atmosphere was, Cynthia couldn't shake the strange feeling she had every time they came... she pays no mind to it. Truly there was nothing to worry about. Up until a few months later when Cynthia and her family attended another birthday party.
Things went along as usual. Kids playing and running around, pizza going from table to table, and those smiling bots where playing their song which entertained the audience. Feeling that her child would be alright, Cynthia went to use the bathroom. As she passed down the hall a strange eerie light glowed from behind her. She turned around and found it came from a door slightly ajar. Hesitantly, Cynthia turned around and walked closer to the light source, not noticing the pair of eyes in the distance watching her as she did. As she opened the door and entered the room she spoke aloud to let her presence be know and waited for a response. Hearing nothing she walked inside to find nothing but a rundown arcade system in the middle of the room. On it's screen read ''Help Freddy serve the children'' with said bear standing above the words ''press play''..... but Mrs. Havens couldn't help but notice the state of the arcade. It was broken... rusted.... and unplugged. Now, Cynthia wasn't a superstitious woman, but when something didn't add up she didn't stay to figure it out the... Ready to turn heel and leave, Cynthia was on her was out the door until the sound of what would only be describe as a broken recording of a child's cry caught her ears. Looking at her surroundings she saw nothing but that arcade.
Seconds seemed like hours as she debated. It's obvious where the sound came from and the realization made her shutter...
Against her better judgment, Cynthia took a breath, went up to the arcade and pressed play. The game started and the crying seemed to cease. As she played the game Mrs. Havens went through several levels of emotions. Confusion, fear, disturbed, and sadness. ''What was this?'' She thought. ''why was a game like this here, in a children's pizzeria?''. Such a horrid game. Showing a scene of a child being killed. The game machine shut down the moment it was finished. Emotions of confusion and distraught etched her face. Cynthia bursted out the door and back to the main room, swearing never to play that game... and to keep a eye out for that bear...
Time seemed to pass quickly for Mrs. Havens. Every time she returned to the Pizzeria that decrepit arcade game seemed to draw her to it, even though she'd sworn to never play it again. But she found it difficult to follow through. She had also found it even harder to trust what she saw around the pizzeria, or rid herself of that creeping feeling of being watched. What once felt like one pair of eyes on her now felt like several slicing through her like a knife and cutting straight through to her paranoia. She even started to believed the animatronics knew about it. whenever she would leave her child with either her husband or a friend to play those games, she would have sworn she saw that rabbit tailing behind her, yet out of view as to not get caught. This became an obsession, a compulsion, a phobia she had to face. But all it did was deepen her fears as she began to realize that the games... Were true. She had found old news papers the day she decided to explore the pizzeria and found the security room unguarded. She even found reports of the poor young victims killed by a monster of a man, that... Purple guy in that golden suit that would taunt her as she played the game. It was the same man as the one in the game! It had to be... This place haunted her. That GAME haunted her. The texts in the game '' You can't saved them'' replayed in her mind. Bothered her to no end. Cynthia stopped playing. She Didn't trust this place. She was taking her child, getting her husband and leaving. And they were never coming back.
Cynthia bursted through the room and walked down the hall when she saw her son smiling and following... something. She didn't know what, but that small glint of gold she caught was enough to instal true terror in her heart. Cynthia ran down the hall and caught up to her son. She called his name and saw her little boy Charlie not next to a man in a yellow bear suit, but next to an old, decrepit, run down animatronic of a rabbit, rusted gold with a crumbled look of decay. That rabbit was about to take her son and run but Cynthia stopped him! She towards it and knocked the rabbit to the ground and told her son to run to his father! Don't look back! Charlie ran and that's when the crumbled bot raged and took the opportunity to ram his jagged hand into her chest. She didn't scream. The hand in her chest puncturing her lungs didn't let her. She turned her head and saw her son running towards the main room as her life dimmed, but the last thing she saw was the face of that broken rabbit opening it's mouth revealing human remains ready to finish the job before the sound of a wound up music box and the shadow of what she suspected was a puppet came into view. Cynthia was fading. The hole in her chest bled out in fast. Taking her final breath, she whispered ''Mommy loves you, Charli-''.
And that's how she died! Cutting to the main thing, the marionette did to Cynthia as he did with the other children and gave her ''new life''.
Mother Goose berry is an unfinished Animatronic that was built to read nursery rhymes to younger kids and pass out snack now and again. Since they never got her programming right, she was left to rust in the back storage room.
As for Dark Mary, she is the sliver of death personified as the sheep/shepherd ready to reap the souls of the lost and carry them on to the next life. Dark Mary can only be seen by mother, Golden Freddy, and those finally able to pass on. She makes a deal with Cynthia/Mother Goose to help the lost souls to find their way to deaths awaiting arms. (Shadow bonny/freddy is an extension of herself).
I actually thought this story out from beginning to end! So, If you wanna know more, I do plan on making something out of this and I'm willing to clear anything up and answer questions! I am also open to suggestions!
Oh, by the way, she dies around the time the toy series are out and about.
Hope you like it! If you got to the bottom of this without crying on how bad of a storyteller i am,
here are a few FNAF pis without all these words:http://www.furaffinity.net/view/15983712/ http://www.furaffinity.net/view/15945952/ http://www.furaffinity.net/view/15946047/
Category Artwork (Traditional) / All
Species Unspecified / Any
Size 1280 x 1009px
File Size 419.4 kB
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