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    dark corridors

    Post by Springtrap on Tue Dec 19, 2017 12:28 am

    December 17th | 19:23 | Year 8

    Springtrap wandered around the back streets of the city, not bothering to leave such areas simply due to the look he got from people. Was it because of his appearance or his scent...? Whatever the reason, it bothered him that others would stare. Staring... staring... it irked him. Why did people have to stare so? He was by no means a beautiful piece to gawk and awe at, but it would be nice if people would... not draw attention to himself. But it didn't matter for now, as he kept away from everyone and stayed in the darkness...

    A metal hand brushed against the brick of a building, resting against it as his grey eyes seemed to glare out from the alleyway and to the sidewalk and street. People weren't out right now, as the snow fell and the temperature dropped, the only way of knowing how cold it was by the lesser ability of movement Springtrap experienced. The flickering light of a lamppost, decorated with a wreath, caused the robot to squint and become irked by the staticy noise it emitted with each flicker. If he could sigh, he would. Slumping against the building, he slid down and curled up into a ball, looking like a homeless individual stuck out in the cold.

    "what do i do"

    Quiet mumbling and clicking came from within his frame, head tilting forward and resting on his knees. What could he do? There was a feeling of... longing. Longing to do something, but he couldn't pinpoint what it was. Definitely not bring joy to children, he hated that so much. The way they stared and yelled and threw disgusting food and substances around and made a mess... Sickening. Why did children exist.

    Stretching the tattered fabric he wore over his frame-looking feet, Springtrap huddled up more, and looked like a body bag. It was terrifying probably to those walking by who bothered to glance, but he didn't care. He just... spaced out. Tried not to think. Tried to just... see what would happen.

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    Re: dark corridors

    Post by Springtrap on Tue Dec 19, 2017 7:36 pm


    "hng"

    Boy, this dirt sure was interesting.

    Not really.

    It had been at least two hours since Springtrap settled on the ground near the street, and within that, a nice pile of snow covered the ground around him... and also on him. While it wasn't hard to shake it off or at least attempt to stand up... at the moment, he had no reason to move. There was always that abandoned little place in the outer district he claimed as 'home' but it didn't really feel like it. The sound of cars passing by or kids walking and laughing loudly didn't comfort him. If he could recall any kind of noise he truly missed, it was...

    "the electronic video cabinets"

    The Arcade. Something about hearing those beeps and boops was nice. Familiar. Sure, he played a guitar and there was music around, but damn that music was horrendous. Just for kids. That was problem. But the arcade had music that sounded digital and enhanced and just better all around. Maybe he'd find something similar here, hang around it... surely there was no law against that.

    "wait"

    "that is loitering"


    Eh, he'd deal with the consequences when it came around.

    "fuck the law enforcers"

    Yeah!

    It'd be nice to get up now, but Springtrap stayed where he was and closed his eyes instead. His body let out a low, metallic groan as he went limp, as if falling asleep. It sounded as if there was wheezing coming from within his frame, but that couldn't be right...



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    Re: dark corridors

    Post by Kyoko Sakura on Tue Jan 16, 2018 9:06 pm

    With a happy humming and the sound of snow crunching beneath her boots, a young teenager came jogging down the sidewalk. She was dressed warmly, definitely moreso than the animatronic that laid huddled beneath a cloak. Kyoko was perhaps too young to be out so late by herself, but she was more than capable of handling herself. A warm cup of hot cocoa lay clasped between her hands, and every so often the young girl took a sip. Bits of snow collected on her bangs stubbornly. Slowing to a stop, she brushed it off with a huff. "Shoulda worn a hat..." The redhead grumbled sorely. A brief shiver went down her spine as the frost touched her fingertips. Scratch that, maybe a hat and gloves. But it wasn't like she could freeze to death or anything!

    Kyoko resumed her walk, more mindful of the cocoa in her hands this time. She warmed her fingertips against the styrofoam as she glanced around the street. How close was she to the inn? Agh, this is what happens when you stay out too late in December. Spying some familiar scenery, the redhead was about to continue her path home when a strange sound reached her ears.

    Wheeeeeze...

    Brows furrowed quizzically. With only her hearing to guide her, Kyoko continued down the street and eventually found the source! There, huddled in an alley, was some sort of vague shape under what might have been a blanket! The body was limp, and the snow nearly camouflaged them entirely. If she hadn't heard the wheeze, Kyoko might have thought it to be a bag of garbage or something! Stepping closer, she reached for what might have been shoulders and gave them a shake with her free hand. "Hey, mister...?" Probably some poor, homeless bum. "You'll freeze your ass off out here, mister! Get up!"
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    Re: dark corridors

    Post by Springtrap on Wed Jan 17, 2018 2:46 am

    Well, he was technically garbage. So Kyoko was not far off.

    Whatever state Springtrap was in, it was not quite sleep and yet, not quite conscious. It was in-between, and though he heard very little outside of his own chassis, he could hear something small and resonating. Where was it coming from, he didn't know, but it was very quiet... very faint... it sounded weak... and childish. The words weren't intelligible, but it bothered him so, like a hornet buzzing around angrily inside his head. It was so hard to move... so hard to hear... hard to see... If he had to guess, it was a repressed memory of a child, a little brat at the restaurant... there were a lot of kids he didn't like that were bratty, screaming loudly and making messed for the employees to clean.

    The worst was when they would shriek right next to him, throwing disgusting food or unknown objects that would get stuck in his joints or cause his paint to fade... and left to never be cleaned. Never washed or cleaned or even taken care of manually. Springtrap hated it. Those fucking brats... uncaring, destructive, loud and obnoxious.

    "Hey, mister...?"

    Ears twitched, snow dropping off of them as his body groaned loudly with each small movement.

    "You'll freeze your ass off out here, mister! Get up!"


    "what"

    Springtrap's eyes turned on and lit the area a small bit as they creaked, glancing to the girl that shook his shoulder. She was wearing something that didn't look very warm, holding a cup in her free hand as the other was nudging him awake. Freeze his ass off, she said. "my posssss-terior will not freeeezzzzze as organicsssss do" he said, voice a little crackly from inactivity and the cold. "small deviantttt, it is late to bbbbe ooooout and ttttttoo cold for your fleshy bbbbbody... why are you out here ssssso late?" he inquired, voice faltering every few words. It sounded as if it were glitching, a few small sparks emitting from his neck.
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    Re: dark corridors

    Post by Kyoko Sakura on Wed Jan 17, 2018 4:51 am

    Appendages atop the figure's head twitched about, Kyoko's efforts seemed to have stirred the hobo awake! The strange ears made her frown in confusion, but not nearly as much as the eyes that flickered on! The light reflected off of the snow and bore into her eyes. "Whoa!" The redhead flinched back, leaning away while also bracing herself for an attack that never came. With eyes that may as well have been headlights, this obviously wasn't a human... In fact, it looked kinda like a robot bunny. She was so stunned by his appearance that it took her a moment to realize that he was speaking.

    Definitely a robot, the voice was really tinny. He sounded kinda like a glitchy radio! The nickname was to her liking, the redhead smirking at the designation of 'small deviant'. "No kidding, I guess your metal butt won't freeze. But it might rust with all this snow!" This guy didn't exactly look or sound like he was a hundred percent okay... Then again, her only frame of reference for robots was Scaramouche. Shoving a hand into her pocket, the teenager took a long sip of her cocoa before answering the strange bunny's question. "Well, I work a night shift! And I wanted to get some cocoa. I don't have anybody to tell me not to go or to ground me, so I get to do whatever I wanna do. And I wanted to get hot cocoa!" Obviously, she had made the right choice. Kyoko glanced around the snow caked alley and frowned to herself. "I probably should have gotten more winter clothes, but eh...between you and me, I'm not a normal human anyway, so it doesn't matter!"

    Her attention drifted back to the strange creature before her, covered in a blanket and huddling in this alley like a vagrant. Was this his home or something? The tip of her boot scuffed at the ground, nudging at the snow and drawing a little line into it. "Didn't mean to bug you or nothing...I thought you were a hobo about to become a popsicle. Do you sit in this alley often?" Despite how much 'robot stuff' there was in the media Kyoko consumed, the redhead wasn't exactly sure what was normal for robots, especially the animal kind. All the robots she saw in anime kinda just combined into a giant robot and stuff! This was different!

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