Chapters So, this is what Fluttershy wants? So be it.
Fluttershy was almost finished with Five Nights At Freddy's VR: Help Wanted . She only had one more ending to get: the Merge Ending. Yes, finding all 16 tapes was EXTREMELY difficult, but she managed to find them all.
Finding the 16th tape reveals how to destroy Glitchtrap. The tape states: "Let it approach you. Let it begin to merge with you. Play the music and flip the switch that will cause a hard restart of the game and flush the memory, effectively killing it. I hope." The game will then continue. Randomly when loading into the main area, Glitchtrap will appear behind the main computer and will start to "merge" with the player. If the instructions from tape 16 are not followed, the player's view will slowly fade to purple and glitch before fading back into the perspective of Glitchtrap. The implication is that the merge was successful and Glitchtrap can escape from the game. The game will then fade to black and take the player to the game over room.
She listened to the 16th tape so she could be reminded of what not to do.
There is a way to kill it. It wants to escape. To escape through someone. Someone plugged into this game. That's...you now... You have to let it begin the process of leaving through you, then use the disconnect switch that I've embedded by the main stage. Let it approach you. Let it begin to merge with you. Play the music and flip the switch. That will cause a hard restart of the game and flush the memory, effectively killing it, I hope. I don't know when it will come for you.
She honestly didn't know who the Tape Girl was, but she knew what she had to do. She went back to the main menu screen. Glitchtrap was directly behind her. "Now... we become one", Fluttershy said.
"So... this is the end, huh?", Glitchtrap asked as if he was speaking to Fluttershy, though in-game, he was speaking to a curtain. "Can you hear me? I've been waiting for you. Don't worry. I can tell you anything you wanna know. My real name is William Afton, the former owner of Afton Robotics, LLC. Thanks to the ghosts of the dead children, I am now an immortalized serial killer. I am the father of children without a home. The creator of vessels without souls. Just stay the course. Focus on my voice. I'll show you the way, then you'll rejoice. Merging with me means selling your soul. Is this what you want?" Fluttershy, however, couldn't even HEAR Glitchtrap's monologue because he doesn't actually speak in-game. "So be it."
Fluttershy allowed Glitchtrap to merge with her. Her view slowly started to fade to purple. In the real world, the VR headset began crackling with purple electricity. "Wait... what's happening?!", Fluttershy asked. She tried to take off the headset, but it was glued onto her head. She let out a bloodcurdling scream as the electricity enveloped her. Blood ran down her ears as she screamed at the top of her lungs. "Help! HELP!!!". Suddenly, she fell silent. After several minutes, Fluttershy took off the headset. Her eyes opened. They were now purple. She was now a vessel for Glitchtrap. They were now one being. Fluttershy... was no more.
The serial killer scanned his new surroundings. "I'm back! Revamped! The madness never ends! It's not over yet! There's nothing left to mend!", Glitchtrap said. He was in a teenage girl's bedroom. He went into a kitchen and grabbed a knife. "Time to kill again." Suddenly, he heard a crash in the bedroom. He ran into the bedroom to find someone in a white rabbit suit. "Ah. My follower."
"Hello, master", the follower, Vanny, said. She had a knife as well. She also had a tape. She played it.
Hello. You don't know me. I'd created a series of logs for you documenting the troubled development of this VR game that you're now testing in hopes that you, whoever you are, and whatever team you are with, will abandon development. Now I fear that those logs are being used as a Trojan horse. If you're unable to abandon development, hide all traces of these logs that I’ve created. I fear that finding them and reassembling them will also reassemble the very thing I've tried so desperately to destroy.
After realizing what the Tape Girl was planning, Vanny attempted to destroy the tape, but it vanished. "Why do you look like a girl?", she asked Glitchtrap.
"This is my vessel, young one", Glitchtrap answered. "Come." He extended his hand. "I still have much more to teach you." She took it and stood up. "Remember the plan. Stay the course."
"I will", she replied.
"Focus on my voice", Glitchtrap said.
"I will", she replied.
Don't let anyone lead you astray", Glitchtrap said.
"I won't", she replied.
"Have you selected one?", Glitchtrap asked.
"I have", she answered. Suddenly, Glitchtrap started convulsing. Fluttershy's soul was still inside her body.
"Finish her!", Glitchtrap commanded. Vanny tackled the vessel and repeatedly stabbed it. Blood sprayed from the stab wounds as Vanny's featureless mask only smiled. Fluttershy's soul escaped her body and was absorbed by the headset. Glitchtrap ripped the vessel off of him as if it were a costume. "Well... that was interesting." He put on the VR headset and found Fluttershy trapped. "This is what you wanted, right?"
"No! Let me out! LET ME OUT!!!", Fluttershy screamed. However, Glitchtrap couldn't hear her because she wasn't part of the game. He took off the headset and burned it. "NOOOOOOO!" Fluttershy was now forever trapped in the game.
"Thank you, Fluttershy, for giving me life. In return, you will now experience the hell I went through!", Glitchtrap said to the burning headset. "Come, my protégé. Time to take your first victim." Glitchtrap and Vanny walked away from the bonfire as the headset slowly melted and Fluttershy's life ended.
So, this is what Pinkie Pie wants? So be it.
Pinkie Pie was sent to a mysterious town to investigate the disappearances of several children. Because of her spy abilities, she was the perfect candidate for the job. She had a list of tasks.
Find Theodore Peterson.
Ask him about the missing children.
If you need to, break into his house.
Survive.
She didn't understand why the last task was to survive, but she didn't think too much about it. She had a black skin-tight suit on, so she could move through the trees easily. She found a house that looked like it matched the description she was given by the Raven Brooks police. She leaped off the tree she was on and peeked inside. She found a man who DEFINITELY matched the description she was given by the police. She had found Theodore Peterson. "HEY!", she shouted. She got his attention. He grabbed a monkey wrench and whacked her with it, knocking her unconscious. He grabbed her and threw her across the street, revealing his strength. She landed on the lawn on the other side of the street, where the impact was enough for her to regain consciousness. "Not talking, huh? Nicky Roth might've had a hard time trying to break into your house, but I will do whatever it takes to find those kids." She grabbed a shotgun from a weapon stash and aimed it at the Peterson house. She fired a paint ball at the man, annoying him. He ran out of the house with the monkey wrench, but he was held at gunpoint. "Will you cooperate?"
"With a kid? Hell, no. I warned you to stay away", Mr. Peterson replied. He kicked the gun out of Pinkie's hand, disarming her. However, the gun was out of ammo. "Damn it." He dropped his monkey wrench, so Pinkie grabbed it and gave him a taste of his own medicine. As soon as she knocked him out, she ran into the house. She found the basement door all boarded up. She assumed that the basement would have the answers she was looking for. She had to find a red key, a keycard, and a crowbar in order to gain access to the basement. She went to the children's bedroom and found a red key on the table. She grabbed it and left to room as quickly as possible. She ran into the kitchen and opened the refrigerator door, where she found a keycard frozen in a block of ice.
"Oh, you've GOT to be fucking with me!", Pinkie annoyingly groaned. She put it on the stove and heated it up, melting away the ice. She grabbed the keycard and ran, not caring to turn off the stove, since she would be going to the basement anyway. Knowing the crowbar could be anywhere, she used her spy skills to overcome the obstacles Mr. Peterson had created. She eventually found the crowbar in the bathroom. Suddenly, Mr. Peterson walked over to Pinkie, grabbed her, and threw her across the street again, but this time, Pinkie had the items she needed. "Fool." She noticed that Mr. Peterson set bear traps and attached security cameras to the walls. "This is gonna be difficult." She took out the police gun she had received and loaded it. She shot the bear traps, and they activated as soon as the bullets hit them, confusing Mr. Peterson. She ran into the house, but Mr. Peterson spotted her. With no other choice, she ran, resulting in a chase around the house. Mr. Peterson was much faster than Pinkie, so she defended herself with her superpowers. The sugar bombs were able to distract Mr. Peterson and obscure his view. She made it to the basement door. She used the red key to remove the red lock, then used the crowbar to remove the wooden boards. She used the keycard to open the door. She ran inside and shut the door behind her. Meanwhile, Mr, Peterson regained his view and growled.
"Stupid kid! Now you've done it!", he shouted as he broke the door off its hinges and chased Pinkie into the basement. Suddenly, something roared. The basement began to shake. An explosion caused Mr. Peterson to fly out of the basement, but Pinkie stood her ground. The Thing towered over Pinkie. The basement began to shift in various ways. Pinkie said. The Thing roared and Pinkie threw sugar bombs at the creature, which did absolutely nothing to faze the monster. The house began to crumble.
"So you're what he's been hiding?!", Pinkie asked the Thing. "What the hell are you?!" The Thing only responded with a roar as it swiped at Pinkie, who somersaulted away. Furniture levitated all around the destroyed basement as the Thing continued to attack Pinkie. With absolutely no other choice, she ran. She ran as fast as she possibly could through the ever-changing basement. She then realized that the Thing projected what she saw in her mind. She imagined a party cannon, and an actual party cannon appeared in front of her. The Thing faced the teenager as she loaded the cannon with sugar bombs, and they combined. She fired, and a giant sugar bomb exploded as soon as it made impact with the Thing's face, dealing some massive damage. However, it wasn't enough to take down the demonic monster. Pinkie loaded the cannon with more sugar bombs, and they combined. She fired, and a giant sugar bomb exploded as soon as it made impact with the Thing's face, dealing some massive damage. However, it still wasn't enough to take down the demonic monster. Pinkie loaded the cannon with more sugar bombs, and they combined. She fired, and a giant sugar bomb exploded as soon as it made impact with the Thing's face, dealing some massive damage, though this time, the Thing was pulled into the ground as the basement began to reassemble itself. The Thing screamed as it disappeared into the ether. The basement was fully repaired. Mr. Peterson knocked Pinkie out again with his monkey wrench and dragged her to the lawn on the other side of the street.
"STAY AWAY FROM MY HOUSE!", he screamed as he slammed his door.
To be continued...
So, this is what Rainbow Dash wants? So be it.
"Hey. Hey! Wake up, dumbass!", a voice said. Rainbow Dash opened her eyes. She saw a puppet attached to her left hand.
"What the fuck?!", Rainbow Dash screamed. She tried to rip the puppet off, to no avail.
"Hey! Shut the fuck up, host!", the puppet said. "My name's Scout, and we need to find Mortimer. He'll tell us how to get the fuck out of here."
"What is this?! How did I get here?!", Rainbow Dash angrily asked the puppet.
"Let me explain. Years ago, a bad Sesame Street knock-off called Mortimer's Handeemen was canceled and forgotten, but the puppets from the show have come to life, they're pure evil, and they have plans for you. I'm different, though. I can help you get out of here", Scout answered. "Mortimer knows how to get out. He's the head honcho. We'll have to work together, host."
"Stop calling me that! My name is Rainbow Dash!", the super-heroine said. Suddenly, Mortimer's voice was heard over an intercom.
"Hello, Rainbow Dash, it's time to die! You will no longer be able to fly! I have some friends, they want to meet you! They will want to kill you, too!", Mortimer said. A banging was heard. "Oh, look who it is! Rosco's come to play! Looks like I'll have a happy day!" The aforementioned dog puppet roared in the distance.
"Shit! Shit! Run!", Scout said. Rainbow Dash activated her geode and ran at superhuman speed. However, Rosco was able to catch up with her.
"I knew that you would use your powers, so I made some adjustments! Now, it is time to meet your ends! That didn't rhyme, but I don't care! Get the hell out of my hair!", Riley said from within Rosco. Rainbow Dash managed to escape the rampaging monster.
"What the fuck was that?!", Rainbow Dash screamed. She slapped Scout over and over again in anger, but she noticed something. Every time she slapped the hand puppet, a light from inside was affected.
"Yeah, I'm a fucking lightning bug", Scout said calmly. "Er... firefly. I'll say this much: you're a pretty cool person. I know you're scared, but if my hunches are correct, you're an Equestria Girl. The other puppets told stories about you and your friends. You're Rainbow Dash, the brave adventure-type. You can get out of here if you try. I think we're near the stage, but this place is a maze."
"Don't worry. I'll find it", Rainbow Dash said. She zoomed around the maze, but she couldn't find the stage. "Fuck."
"You're not the first person to come here, you know. Anthony Pierson is a conspiracy-theorist-and-Mythbuster-type character exploring the mystery of Mortimer's Handeemen . Upon seeing the living puppets running amok the decommissioned sound stage, he reacted not with fear, but a joy that his beliefs were real. He continued to return to the studio, documenting his research on the odd puppet creatures. Eventually, he brought his research to the press, who denied its validity, laughing him right out of the office, later he brought to the police who disregarded it based on Anthony's history of being an uncreditable alcoholic, telling him to submit the evidence to Mad Magazine . After failing to get anyone to believe him he proceeded to sell most of his belongings and bought some animal traps in order to trap Mortimer in should he be able to capture him, getting the concrete evidence to secure his credibility to his claims. He also tattooed his own hand just in case he failed for people to know what he was and that he wasn't just a husk. He managed to overpower Mortimer and nearly capture him. However, he failed in the attempt and was turned into Mortimer's new host. This is evident by the tattoo on Mortimer's host hand", Scout said.
"Some things are better left unsolved, but I'll destroy Mortimer when we get to the stage", Rainbow Dash said. Eventually, they made it to the stage, where Mortimer, Rosco, Riley, and a Sock Puppet (named Kathy) were waiting... with a tea set. "Yeah, no. I'm not doing that." She got into a running stance. "Time to turn this tea party into a bloodbath... wait. Do you guys have blood?"
"Not exactly. We have stuffing", Scout answered.
"A... stuff-bath? Eh, I've said stranger things", Rainbow Dash quipped. She zoomed towards the puppets and grabbed Mortimer. Scout bit Anthony's wrist, severing the hand. Rainbow Dash pinned Mortimer to the table, killing him. Kathy's eyes turned red, but Scout growled at her, causing the Sock Puppet to back off. Rosco knocked the table over, sending Rainbow Dash flying into a wall. She ran back through the maze, beginning another chase.
"I'LL RIP YOUR ORGANS OUT, AND YOU WILL BE ONE OF US! A HUMAN-SIZED PUPPET WILL CREATE SUCH A FUSS!", Riley shrieked. "YOU'RE ONLY CATTLE! ROAMING ABOUT WITHOUT A HOME! TO THE STAGE YOU'RE BOUND TO ROAM!" Rainbow Dash and Scout managed to lose the rampaging monster through the maze. They made it back to where they started and closed the doors, but Scout got caught in the hinges. Rainbow Dash pulled the puppet free, but Scout's right arm ripped off.
"Scout!", Rainbow Dash screamed. She continued running towards the end of a hallway, where there was a light. "We're almost there! Just hold on!"
"I'll see you around, my friend...", Scout said before dying and falling off of Rainbow Dash's hand. Rainbow Dash ran outside, where she grabbed a box of matches and set the headquarters on fire, killing everyone and destroying everything inside... including Scout and the puppets. A tear ran down Rainbow Dash's face, but she knew that the puppets were no more. A voodoo cloud appeared from the burning building and chased Rainbow Dash through Canterlot City. A hand formed from the cloud and attempted to grab her, but she was too fast. Eventually, the cloud evaporated into nothingness.
"That... was weird", Rainbow Dash quipped.
So, this is what Rarity wants? So be it.
Rarity couldn't believe it. Sayori had hung herself. She thought that this would be a simple dating simulator/visual novel, but in reality, it was a psychological horror video game that breaks the fourth wall.
She had made it into Act 2, where the game would be taking a HARD left turn. "Darling, this is NOT okie dokie!", Rarity said in horror. She went through Day 2, which was pretty normal, but Rarity was still on edge. When Monika gave her writing tip for Day 3, this is what she said.
Sometimes you'll find yourself facing a difficult decision...when that happens, don't forget to save your game! You never know when...um... Can you hear me? Tell me you can hear me. Anything. "Please help me." ...That's my advice for today! Thanks for listening~
Monika was clearly worried.
Rarity then read Yuri's poem.
A rotating wheel. Turning an axle. Grinding. Bolthead. Linear gearbox. Falling sky. Seven holy stakes. A docked ship. A portal to another world. A thin rope tied to a thick rope. A torn harness. Parabolic gearbox. Expanding universe. Time controlled by slipping cogwheels. Existence of God. Swimming with open water in all directions. Drowning. A prayer written in blood. A prayer written in time-devouring snakes with human eyes. A thread connecting all living human eyes. A kaleidoscope of holy stakes. Exponential gearbox. A sky of exploding stars. God disproving the existence of God. A wheel rotating in six dimensions. Forty gears and a ticking clock. A clock that ticks one second for every rotation of the planet. A clock that ticks forty times every time it ticks every second time. A bolthead of holy stakes tied to the existence of a docked ship to another world. A kaleidoscope of blood written in clocks. A time-devouring prayer connecting a sky of forty gears and open human eyes in all directions. Breathing gearbox. Breathing bolthead. Breathing ship. Breathing portal. Breathing snakes. Breathing God. Breathing blood. Breathing holy stakes. Breathing human eyes. Breathing time. Breathing prayer. Breathing sky. Breathing wheel.
The fashionista then read Natsuki's poem, which was written in Base64 code, but she was able to translate it.
I can feel the tenderness of her skin through the knife, as if it were an extension of my sense of touch. My body nearly convulses. There's something incredibly faint, deep down, that screams to resist this uncontrollable pleasure. But I can already tell that I'm being pushed over the edge. I can't... I can't stop myself.
After a jumpscare from Natsuki, the day ended.
On Day 4, things started to get VERY creepy. Rarity already knew that Yuri was a yandere, but this was NEXT-LEVEL CREEPY. She received a poem from Yuri, which had blood and yellow stains on it and was nearly illegible. She could only make out the last thirteen sentences.
Fresh blood seeps through the line parting her skin and slowly colors her breast red. I begin to hyperventilate as my compulsion grows. The images won't go away. Images of me driving the knife into her flesh continuously, fucking her body with the blade, making a mess of her. My head starts going crazy as my thoughts start to return. Shooting pain assaults my mind along with my thoughts. This is disgusting. Absolutely disgusting. How could I ever let myself think these things? But it's unmistakable. The lust continues to linger through my veins. An ache in my muscles stems from the unreleased tension experienced by my entire body. Her Third Eye is drawing me closer.
After a quarrel, Yuri committed suicide in the most gruesome way possible: she stabbed herself in the stomach TWICE, then stabbed herself in the CHEST. That was the end of Act 2.
Rarity was EXTREMELY freaked out by this. Luckily, the worst was over. Act 3 wasn't as creepy.
After deleting all other characters in the game, Monika was the only thing in existence besides Rarity and a room floating in space, the Literature Club's classroom. She explains that everything that had happened up until this point was her doing. She had power over the game, and she was also aware that she was trapped in the game. She confessed that she made Sayori's mental illness more severe, causing her sudden suicide, and maximized Yuri's obsessive tendencies. She furthermore explained that she did so because she thought that it would make Rarity spend more time with her. The events that ended up happening weren't what she'd planned; there were more mistakes she unintentionally made since Monika did not account for the things that would happen if she messed with the character files. It was also noted that at that point, Rarity couldn't save or load the game anymore, and all of the previous saves that she had were erased. If she did try to save, a message popped out that said, "There's no point in saving anymore, don't worry, I'm not going anywhere", presumably from Monika. If she attempted to press "skip," Monika would disable the button entirely. Monika then expressed her love to Rarity's character (yes, she knew she was playing as a male character). However, after everything that had happened throughout the game, Rarity had only one thing to say: "Sayonara!" She deleted Monika, although it seemed her consciousness still existed. Then, after a bit of talking, she realized that what she has done was wrong. She then went on to create a new state of the game, where she ceased to exist, leading to Act 4.
In Act 4, Sayori was the obsessive president of the Literature Club, but Monika erased Sayori from existence after hearing what Sayori was saying. The end credits rolled, with a song called Your Reality playing. "Well... that was fucked up", Rarity quipped. She got a call from Monika (Wait, what?), saying that there is no happiness in the Literature Club, primarily because one had to be president, and being one gives the character a revelation that drives them to insanity. Rarity blocked the number from her phone, resulting in a jumpscare from Monika via computer screen.
So, this is what Applejack wants? So be it.
Applejack got a letter from a mysterious person to go to an old workshop. She didn't know who sent the letter, since there was no return address... only a picture of Bendy. She knew where she had to go.
When she made it to the workshop, it was filled to the brim with ink. The monstrous ink creation known only as Bendy couldn't even see her. She noticed a gaping hole. She jumped down, and the impact alerted Bendy. It also knocked down an audio log, which hit the play button.
It's dark and it's cold and it's stuck in behind every single wall now. In some places, I swear this godforsaken ink is clear up to my knees! Who ever thought that these crummy pipes could hold up under this kind of strain either knows something about pressure I don't, or he's some kind of idiot. But the real worst part about all this... are them noises the system makes. Like a dying dog on its last legs. Make no mistake, this place... this... machine... heck, this whole darn thing... it just isn't natural. You can bet, I won't be doing any more repair jobs for Mister Joey Drew.
"What in tarnation?!", Applejack asked. She followed Henry Stein's path until she herself got captured by a revived Sammy Lawrence.
"There we go now, nice and tight. We wouldn't want our sheep roaming away now, would we? No, we wouldn't. I must admit I am honored you came all the way down here to visit me. It almost makes what I'm about to do seem cruel. But the believers must honor their savior. I must have him notice me. Wait. You look familiar to me... that face... Not now. For our lord is calling to us, my little sheep. The time of sacrifice is at hand! And then, I will finally be freed from this... prison. This inky... dark... abyss I call a body. Shhhhh! Quiet! Listen! I can hear him. Crawling above. Crawling! Let us begin. The ritual must be completed! Soon he will hear me... he will set us free", Sammy said. He left the room. "Sheep, sheep, sheep, It's time for sleep. Rest your head. It's time for bed. In the morning, you may wake. Or in the morning, you'll be dead. Hear me, Bendy! Arise from the darkness! Arise and claim my offering! Free me! I beg you! I summon you, ink demon! Show your face and take this tender sheep! No! My lord! Stay back! I am your prophet! I am your- AAAHHH!!!" Applejack freed herself and fought Bendy with her bare hands, showing that she could actually fight the Ink Demon. After subduing the villain, she grabbed the broken axe handle and drove it through his heart, sticking him to the ground.
"That'll teach you to fuck with a cowgirl", Applejack quipped. She found Boris hiding in a room. The duo took an elevator to the Safehouse. It was based on an actual house, containing a bedroom, kitchen, restroom, and a living room. From the hall between the doors leading to the bathroom and the living room are overalls, pants, and a pair of boxer shorts hanging on the wall, although they do not belong to either Applejack or Boris. She saw a pen. "It was you. You sent the letter." Boris nodded. "Who are you?"
"I will explain... everything", Boris answered. "My name was Daniel. I was a volunteered worker of Joey Drew Studios. A Jewish teenager from the Lower East Side in New York, I dropped out of school because of my decision of working as a delivery boy to help support my widowed mother. I dreamed to become an artist and was invited to the animation studio by Joey Drew in the summer of 1946 to see the great wonders of the studio until I witnessed something wrong one night." He proceeded to explain his entire journey throughout Joey Drew Studios. "After I was ripped in half by Beast Bendy and drowned in the ink along with him, and was revived as Boris the Wolf, Joey revealed what happened to me and even told me to accept my new self and not to talk or make sense of it as it would only frustrate me, even though I was already frustrated to begin with. As I started to lose the ability to speak, Joey attempted to entice me into accompanying him to an undisclosed location, supposedly containing an abundant amount of food. Despite Boris's personality beginning to take control, I was able to resist this for one final act: crushing Joey's hand, throwing him to the floor and running deep into the studio to Level K. As a result, I ended up in The Cycle with my final thoughts being that of me going deeper into the loop. Now, I'm not really Daniel anymore. I am Boris. Descending deeper into this world of ageing, yellowing madness. My name isn't mine, even if you sign the line. I never had the heart or soul to let it go. The jealousy, it took control of everything I do."
"Don't worry. We'll get out of this hellhole one way or another. I've gotten out of tougher situations", Applejack said. "My name's Applejack. Now... we need to figure out where the exit is." She remembered the ink-infested foyer. From the room after the exit hallway filled with several posters, it contained a projector, a Bendy cutout, and several desks. There was a large table containing a miniature Bendy cutout and several papers. Next to the projector, there was a chair with the radio speaker on top. "Maybe we can go that way."
"Maybe you can. I need to stay here", Boris said.
"Wait. I thought you turned into a monster", Applejack said.
"The ink restored my original form", Boris replied.
"Oh. Well, it was nice meeting you. I need to go", Applejack responded. "See you around, Boris."
To be continued...
So, this is what Pinkie Pie wants? So be it.
"Clearly, he doesn't know who I am", Pinkie Pie said as her geode began glowing like crazy. Her eyes turned pink. "Those children are in danger, and I'll find them one way or another." She charged towards the house and tackled Mr. Peterson. They rolled across the floor trading blows as they tumbled down the basement stairs. She repeatedly punched him in the face until he was knocked unconscious. She found some rope and tied him up. She then walked around the house looking for possible clues. She found a billboard with a map and multiple newspaper clippings about what the locals called the "Guest"... along with a list of strengths.
Somewhat fast.
Can open up doors and jump high.
Can use a Fire Extinguisher to fly.
Can pick objects up and throw them.
Incredible strength.
He can make lights flicker.
Can climb up things with ease like a spider.
There was also a list of weaknesses.
Throw objects under his feet, this will make him stumble and fall.
Tie a rope in the doorway, which he will also stumble and fall.
Hiding behind the curtains and in a closet.
Distract by heating the kettle and turning on the alarm clock.
Throwing big objects.
Additionally, there were also photos that seemed to be part of a larger picture. Pinkie managed to put the pictures together as it it were a puzzle. They created a sign that spelled out Golden Apple Amusement Park . Without a second thought, she ran out of the house (and locked the doors so Mr. Peterson couldn't escape) and went to the Amusement Park.
When she made it to the now-rundown Amusement Park, she saw the Guest nearby... with a shovel. He somewhat resembled Mr. Peterson, but he also had several differences. He wore a dark, striped purplish sweater with a tiny red pocket on the front. The sweater's hood/turtleneck is pulled completely over his head, which is obscured by a large yellow beak, presumably a mask. He had a bag on his back, held on by a string. He has brown striped pants, with black shoes. His gloves also noticeably had dirt on them. "Hey!", Pinkie shouted. The Guest turned towards the sound and shrieked like an actual crow. Pinkie used a grappling hook to gain the high ground and tackled the Guest. She took the bag and opened it to reveal the corpse of a man. The Guest grabbed Pinkie and repeatedly smashed her face into the ground. He then threw her into the Guard Building, critically injuring her. Shards of glass riddled the floor around her. Her face was bloodied. Pinkie stood up. She used her sugar bombs to attack the Guest. Suddenly, more Guests appeared. "The Forest Protectors." They started communicating with whistles and sign language. Pinkie counted a total of ten people. She used her grappling hook to kill one, which caught their attention. She then used her grappling hook to swing into a tree, hiding herself. The remaining nine Protectors looked around for the pink girl. She used her stealth abilities to kill another one by twisting his neck 180 degrees. She then planted a sugar bomb on two more, killing them both... and giving away her location. She zipped through the treetops as the Forest Protectors chased her. She threw another sugar bomb at the first Forest Protector (the first one she encountered), finally killing him. She eventually made it to the top of the Ferris Wheel, where she threw more sugar bombs, which killed three more Forest Protectors. However, the Amusement Park was rundown, so the Ferris Wheel wasn't stable. It fell on to the final two Forest Protectors, killing them. "And I thought I was crazy."
When she made it back to the house, she found Mr. Peterson. Suddenly, another Forest Protector appeared and repeatedly stabbed Pinkie with his beak mask. Mr. Peterson grabbed the cannibal and repeatedly punched him. More Forest Protectors appeared. "WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK?!", Pinkie screamed.
"Don't worry, I'll help you. I have a huge set of skills", Mr. Peterson said.
Extraordinary strength
Electrical Engineering/Hunting
Great speed
Great agility
Enhanced Intellect
Stealth
Aura of Darkness
Ranged weapon prowess
Architecture
Preparation
There were around fifty angry Forest Protectors... along with their leader, which made 51. Mr. Peterson used the house's traps to kill several Forest Protectors, but it wasn't enough. The leader had a chainsaw, which he used to fight Pinkie (who used her grappling hook). The fight lasted for quite a while, but the Leader ultimately defeated Pinkie. He was about to cut her into several pieces, but his vision suddenly blurred. Mr. Peterson (who had already killed the rest of the Forest Protectors) grabbed the cannibal and used the chainsaw to kill both himself and the Leader. Pinkie stood up and saw both corpses. She went into the bathroom to clean her face. After she discarded her bloodstained black skin-tight suit, she used her grappling hook to swing off into the night.
Now, you may be wondering why I divided Pinkie's story into two parts. Well, sometimes, the best stories are told in more than one chapter... and because the Thing almost killed me before I could finish the story. That's also the reason why I stopped telling Applejack's story, except it was Bendy who almost killed me. Don't ask me how that creepy motherfucker escaped Joey Drew Studios. Fortunately, I'm still alive, and I have some more stories to tell. Also... these stories are connected. Unfortunately, Fluttershy didn't survive, but Glitchtrap and Vanny didn't last very long in the real world... because they're video game characters, and if you've watched Meta Runner, then you would understand that only under certain circumstances can video game characters survive in the real world. Yes, I was able to gain those certain circumstances. Well... I'm rambling. I have three more stories to tell. I guess I do know what you want... and what you need.
So, this is what Twilight Sparkle wants? So be it.
Twilight was alone in her house... the perfect time for animatronics to hunt her down. Three boxes appeared at the main door. They opened, revealing a mangled mess of parts, a plush rabbit, and a decommissioned animatronic that somewhat resembled a girl. The mangled mess crawled through a window, the plush rabbit went through the dog door, and the decommissioned animatronic broke through the main door. Twilight heard the noise and woke up from her slumber. She saw Mangle on the ceiling. "This almost makes me yearn for the days of the Kid's Cove...Never again. Never. Never, ever, never", Mangle said in a feminine voice (despite that fact that Mangle is a male).
"What do you want?!", Twilight asked. She saw her phone... and the Fazbear Funtime Service app installed. "Shit." Suddenly, Mangle lunged for Twilight. Twilight rolled out of her bed to avoid the villain. She saw a Freddy Fazbear mask under her bed and put it on, tricking Mangle.
"What the hell? Have you been taking drugs, Freddy? You always were an idiot", Mangle said. Suddenly, Mangle started to fall apart. "No, no, no, no, NO! Why was I made only to fall apart like this?!" Eventually, Mangle was completely disassembled. Twilight took off the mask and looked at Mangle's head.
"Now it's my turn to play take-apart-and-put-back-together", Twilight said as she grabbed the head and smashed it to pieces.
She ran out of her bedroom into the hallway, where she stood between two electrical generators. "Now what?", Twilight asked. She closed her bedroom door to reveal a meter. She reached into her pocket and found a shocker. She saw Plushtrap at the end of the hallway. Without hesitation, she charged the generators while fighting Plushtrap. Once the generators were fully charged, she absorbed the electricity and grabbed Plushtrap, electrocuting the small animatronic, causing him to shut down and the lights to go out. She decapitated him and tossed the severed head aside. She then completely obliterated the body.
Suddenly, she heard thunderous footsteps as Scrap Baby appeared in front of the teenager. "You played right into our hands. Did you really think that this job just fell out of the sky for you? No. This was a gift... for us. You gathered all of them together in one place, just like he asked you to. All of those little souls in one place. Just for us. A gift. Now we can do what we were created to do... and be complete. I will make you proud, Daddy! Watch. Listen. And be full", Scrap Baby said. The shocker extended, transforming into an electrical baton that resembled a blue lightsaber. The animatronic stood at 7 feet and 2 inches tall. A fiery blade extended from Scrap Baby's right hand. "Let's see how many pieces I can cut you into." Twilight and Scrap Baby dueled with their respective weapons. However, Scrap Baby quickly destroyed the baton and killed Twilight despite her best efforts. She cut Twilight into several pieces, leaving nothing more than a bloody mess. "I have made Daddy proud."
"I'm sorry to interrupt you Elizabeth, if you still even remember that name. But I'm afraid you've been misinformed. You are not here to receive a gift, nor have you been called here by the individual you assume. Although you have indeed been called. You have all been called here. Into a labyrinth of sounds and smells, misdirection and misfortune. A labyrinth with no exit, a maze with no prize. You don't even realize that you are trapped. Your lust for blood has driven you in endless circles, chasing the cries of children in some unseen chamber, always seeming so near, yet somehow out of reach. But you will never find them, none of you will. This is where your story ends. And to you, my brave volunteer, who somehow found this job listing not intended for you. Although there was a way out planned for you, I have a feeling that's not what you want. I have a feeling that you are right where you want to be. I am remaining as well, I am nearby. This place will not be remembered, and the memory of everything that started this can finally begin to fade away. As the agony of every tragedy should. And to you monsters trapped in the corridors: Be still and give up your spirits, they don't belong to you. For most of you, I believe there is peace and perhaps more waiting for you after the smoke clears. Although, for one of you, the darkest pit of Hell has opened to swallow you whole, so don't keep the devil waiting, old friend. My daughter, if you can hear me, I knew you would return as well. It's in your nature to protect the innocent. I'm sorry that on that day, the day you were shut out and left to die, no one was there to lift you up into their arms the way you lifted others into yours. And then, what became of you. I should have known you wouldn't be content to disappear, not my daughter. I couldn't save you then, so let me save you now. It's time to rest. For you, and for those you have carried in your arms. This ends for all of us. End communication", a voice said. Suddenly, someone appeared behind Scrap Baby. The real Twilight striked Scrap Baby and disarmed her, the blade losing the fire.
"A true winner always keeps his trump card hidden until the end", Twilight said as the illusion vanished. She had switched herself with an illusion while the lights were out. She threw the cassette tape at Scrap Baby, causing her to malfunction. The decommissioned animatronic fell backwards and shut down completely. Twilight destroyed the animatronic and uninstalled the Fazbear Funtime Service app from her phone. "No more animatronics." She went back into her bedroom as the three mechanical corpses vanished.
So, this is what Sunset Shimmer wants? So be it.
After finishing the video game Cuphead , Sunset Shimmer believed that the game was over... but it wasn't. At the very end, there was a message: "You thought it was over?" The game started to glitch. Although the screen was filled was static, a code was on the screen. She quickly wrote it down before the TV shut off. The code was: GBOEPN EQDMYX. She deciphered the code and it spelled out FANDOM FRENZY. "Hold up...", Sunset Shimmer said. She loaded up the game once again and went to a very specific location. As it turned out, an extra level was available, titled Fandom Frenzy , which had four phases and three bosses. "I knew it."
She started the level, but something was wrong... very wrong. The music playing was a distorted version of Brothers In Arms by DAGames (which would actually make sense because she's fighting horror bosses), and the first boss (the Marionette) was moving very unnaturally. The same could be said for the miniature Freddys and Bonnies. Nonetheless, the level played out normally, and despite the high difficulty, she made it past the first phase, though the fan presented an actual challenge, and it didn't help that Foxy's hook was sticking out of the curtain. However, a message appeared after the first phase: "You are a mistake."
The second boss (the Neighbor) was also moving unnaturally, and instead of glue jars, the weapons were jars of blood. Oh, and bear traps. Still, Sunset pushed through and made it past the second phase, alongside another message: "An abomination no one give a shit about."
After going through a nail-biting third phase, she made it to the fourth phase, where Bendy (and the Butcher Gang) waited. This phase actually looked normal, but the difficulty? Through the roof. The Butcher Gang were aggressive, and Bendy didn't help. Soon enough, the ink monsters melted away, where another message appeared: "KILL YOURSELF."
It turned out that she wasn't playing Cuphead ... but a horror rendition that didn't kick in until after the extra level. She attempted to escape her house, but she was trapped. An extremely terrifying monster that resembled Cuphead crawled out of the screen and started to chase Sunset through the house. "Cuphead" fired actual bullets from his hands, but they were somewhat easy to dodge. As she avoided the monster, she tried to figure out what the messages meant. Maybe... they were directed towards her. Maybe coming to the human world was a mistake. Maybe she was an abomination no one gave a shit about before she reformed. Maybe killing herself was the only way to extinguish the beast. She found a Bendy mask and put it on. She then faced the monster... who backed away. She then remembered that Cuphead lost in his fight against Bendy in Death Battle Exhibition . Suddenly, the monster spoke some kind of incantation, unleashing the strangest-looking demons Sunset has ever seen. They resembled the first seven letters of the English alphabet. They possessed red glowing eyes, jagged teeth, masses of flesh and gums around their mouths, and black limbs and digits. The letter A was blue, had one eye in the part that covers the triangle space that should be in the middle of the letter and it's mouth was between it's legs. The Triangular shape attribute could be due to "A for Acute". The letter B was red, had feet, wings and one eye. It was the only letter that could fly. The Bat like attribute could be due to "B for Bat". The letter C was cyan, only had legs, had three eyes and it's mouth covered the entire interior of the letter. The Cyan color could be due to "C for Cyan". The letter D was yellow and had thorns facing outside where it's mouth should be. The "Naruto Run" attribute could be due to "D for Dash". The letter E was purple and had a mouth opened widely with a tongue extending outward attribute and that could be due to "E for Eat". The letter F was yellow and had only legs with lack of forelimbs, that attribute could be due to "F for Feet". The letter G was blue, had muscular arms, and it's mouth covered the entire interior of the letter. It was the only letter that had non-pointed teeth. The muscular attribute could be due to "G for Growth". Additionally, the sounds they made were enough to make, well, anyone laugh. The monster facepalmed itself, clearly wanting to summon more... dangerous creatures. These were a mistake. They were abominations no one gave a shit about... wait. Were the messages... directed towards these monsters? No. That couldn't be right. How was Cuphead connected to Satanism? She saw a message on the Bendy mask. She read it. It was a different version of some kind of chant from a campaign.
In the fiery pit of Hell lay a champion bold May his arms be bathed in gold Legend only tell of the woe he brings To regain what they were foretold For in the cave he stood For he knew that the cave would flood Yet he sung a song, to remind himself he belonged With the beast that he understood What would tell of the monster he found? Was the beast in his blackened sight? There's a demon in us all, unleash havoc on the wall Bear your arms and be afraid...
The next thing Sunset knew, the Alphabet Letters and the monster were gone. Maybe she was wrong. She didn't need to kill herself. Still, she felt a demonic presence. She didn't know where it was coming from, but her heartbeat grew rapid. She had only one more choice. She took off the mask. She turned off the TV. She walked into the kitchen and grabbed a knife. She held the weapon in her hand. She then did something unbelievably horrifying. Sunset Shimmer... slit her throat. Her body fell to the ground, and all was peaceful.
So, this is what Applejack wants? So be it.
Applejack took the elevator back up to the S3 Vault. She walked back through the inky corridor maze. Although the maze was complicated, she made it to the sacrifice room. "Okay. Where do I go from here?", Applejack asked herself. She busted a hole in the wall with her super strength, revealing the music department. She had torn through an Alice Angel poster. Not thinking to much about it, she made it back to the Ritual Room. Whenever an employee died on the job, their bodies would be stored in coffins and placed elaborately in the room itself. She went to the basement and climbed back up the hole. The studio was still flooded, but Applejack walked through the door. Joey Drew was there with a middle-aged man.
"Henry? So soon? I didn't expect you for another hour yet. Now you're just trying to impress me. I didn't expect you for another hour yet. Now you're just trying to impress me. I know... I know... you have questions. You always do! The only important question is this: Who are we, Henry? I thought I knew who I was... but... the success starved me. Nothing left but lines on a page. In the end, we followed two different roads of our own making. You, a lovely family... me... a crooked empire. And my road burned. I let our creations become my life. The truth is, you were always so good at pushing, old friend... pushing me to do the right thing. You should have pushed a little harder. Henry, come visit the old workshop... there's something I need to show you", Joey said to the man. Applejack quickly hid herself and listened.
"I already went there, Joey. I found these audio recordings", Henry replied. He pulled out six audio logs.
There's nothing wrong with dreaming. Wishing for the impossible is just human nature. That's how I got it started. Just a pencil and a dream. We all want everything without even having to lift a finger. They say you just have to believe. Belief can make you succeed. Belief can make you rich. Belief can make you powerful. Why with enough belief, you can even cheat death itself. Now that... is a beautiful, and positively silly thought.
I believe there's something special in all of us. With true inner strength, you can conquer even your biggest challenges. You just have to believe in yourself and remain honest, motivated, and above all, who you really are. Ok, let's stop it right there. I can only do so many takes of this trash a day. And tell the guys in writing I want more use of the word dreaming in every message. Keep railing on that, get it? Dreaming! Dreaming! Dreaming! People just eat up that kind of slop. Hmm what? It's still on? Well, turn it off, damn it!
A small memo to all administration offices: Rumors have begun to fly that we simply can't tolerate any longer. The idea that the company is in some form of financial difficulty is untrue and a slanderous lie against us. It's also been known to me that some backroom incompetents are not trusting in my leadership. As a leader, I'm always steering the boat, guiding our destiny. Looking at the big picture. No need for you people to worry about such complicated things. Just do whatever it is you do and trust your leader... which is me.
Listen Tommy, I know you boys over at Gent are doing your best, but I'm paying for living attractions, not weird abominations! Whatever that grinning thing was I saw wandering around your office, you better keep it locked up tight! I realize it was a first attempt but imagine if the press caught sight of it! Might scare off investors! And in response to your previous memo: If you claim your failures are because these things are soulless, then, damn it, we'll get them a soul! After all, I own thousands of 'em!
I know how much this part means to ya, Susie. Alice means a lot to me too. Gosh, all of my characters do! In fact, I'll let you in on a little secret. I too really believe my characters are more than just drawings. They're alive. They're part of us. And I want people to know them as well as I do. I want people to be able to shake their hand, spend an afternoon with 'em. Love them. Susie, I'll be straight with you. I'm putting together a small project... a little ceremony if you will. If it works, a lot of dreams will come true. And I want you to be a part of it. I want you to bring Alice to life once again. What do ya say?
It's simply awe-inspiring what one can accomplish with their own hands! A lump of clay can turn to meaning... if you strangle it with enough enthusiasm. Look what we've built! We created life itself, Henry! Not just on the silver screen, but in the hearts of those we've entertained with our fancy moving pictures! But... when the tickets stopped selling, when the next big thing came along, only the monsters remained. Shadows of the past. But you can save them, Henry! You can peel it all away! You see, there's only one thing Bendy has never known: He was there for his beginning, but he's never seen... The End.
"Joey... what did you do?", Henry asked. Applejack snuck away.
Well... that's it. Nine stories. I have no more stories to tell. Wait. You thought that these things actually happened? That's funny. You said you wanted stories, not history. The Equestria Girls are alive and well. I simply told you these stories because I had nothing to do. Well... the next player reached Night 5. Time for me to go. Just remember... when it comes to horror, the sky's the limit. I will see you soon... in your nightmares.
