☎ — my muse’s reaction to playing five nights at freddy’s.
It’d been only a few minutes since Wendy started up the game, but she was already on edge. Those animatronics looked too horrifying and realistic not to be nightmare fuel. She hurriedly checked the camera and doors, settling into a frantic rhythm. She had no idea how this game was supposed to work, but she wasn’t going to let herself get got by a stupid fictional animatronic.
5AM. God, she was so close to victory on the first night, she could taste it. She glanced at her power and was dismayed to find she was on her final percent. The room in the game suddenly went dark with an ominous sound. A haunting music-box melody began to play and Wendy was horrified of what was to come. Frantically, she began to move the mouse in a vain attempt to try to escape.
"SCREEEEEEEEE—“ The animatronic jumped up out of a screen of static, making Wendy scream in terror and jump up from her chair. She nearly threw her ax at the computer, but caught herself just in time. Shaking from the adrenaline rushing through her, she made her way back to the menu screen and tried to pass the first night again.
It took several hours, but the animatronic had finally managed to strike the metallic door enough to tear a hole through. With pistons pumping, a normal and hooked hand stretched the metal into a small hole.
❝ Ahoy, matey! Let’s have some fun! ❞
Wendy was beginning to wonder how she ended up in this situation, but now wasn’t the time for existential ponderings. She had a freaky pupper—robot—thing to take down. Her arms had grown tired from holding up the chair, but now she picked it up and brandished it once more at the animatronic. She was wholly prepared to smash the flimsy furniture over the thing’s head.
“okay, we can clearly see you’re upset, but can you please explain why you punched the animatronic chuck e. cheese directly in the face on stage while screaming, ‘i know what you and your band are planning, you skeevy son of a bitch’”
6 years ago
