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SpringTrapKiller
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[2015-03-10 15:49:31 +0000 UTC]
""You Really Can't Forget""
(United States)
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# About me
Springtrap is an animatronic, a golden bonnie model, he has two long ears and two gray eyes, he wears a redish white bowtie and he plays guitar on stage along with his friend fredbear, He is cheerfull and always willing to help, after hes more calm and lost in thought although still has his cheerfull and helpfull ways even though he does not show it as much as he used to, things for him were as usual entertain kids and make them happy, but things changed in a day and another as a worker died inside of one of the spring suits causing fredbear family dinner to shut down for good, instead of it there opened a new one, they called it freddy fazbear pizza, he wasn't apart of the show this time but instead locked in a room in the place that the staff call "the safe room" along with golden freddy ,they stayed there for a long time well at least HE stayed there for a long time, he stayed there for 30 years even though they moved to another and another places they kept him in the safe room, until one day the murder came back to the restaurant scrapping all the animatronics but the only thing that he didn't expect that the soul of the children got out of the suits when he scrapped them, they chased him in the room, as the killer didn't find any other good place to hide other the the spring bonnie suit, as it wasn't a good idea from him, the springlocks were so old that they failed when he finished wearing the suit, causing his death in the suit, the corps of the killer stayed in there, which made him able to possess springtrap, Although being shut down for over 30 years, springtrap is suprisingly still intellegent and quite fast for his age, although plauged by the spirit of the killer, he mostly spends his time either reading and drinking tea, fighting or helping others around the pizzeria or playing his guitar. When the killer died inside springtrap he possessed him, when he takes control of springtrap his eyes well turn purple and his color well change to purple as well, Even though he was killed, the killers will to cling to life lead him to have.....strange results, the being now known as samael is pyschotic, and very dangerous, he loves to kill even in death, and in the long run is trying to take full control overspringtraps body, and will continue to murder till he does
# Comments
Comments: 3854
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No pro SpringtrapΒ
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robbed.CROSSOVER TOIME!!money bin."What in blazes are you?!" the Scottish pekin asked. He was surprised to see such a weird-looking thing. He smelled like rats, and corpses too, which made him feel more disturbed than surprise. The duck held his beak to not have to smell him. He examined his guts, and other organs in a disturbingly fascinated manner. "Are ya some kind of weird zombie or somethin'?"
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Spring Locked: Yaaaaaaaay
"Same could be said for YOU" Springtrap was royal confused.
He was being talked to by poultry yes; but usually it came from
another animatronic...this small one was LIVING, breathing! accompanied
by a heavily thick Scottish accent. The murderous spirit looked down upon
him with disgust in his features. Metal scraped against each other like nails
on a chalkboard as the old model crossed it's arms as he watched the other
examine him, confused on how his existence was even possible; to even think
about it would cause chronic headaches. "I won't even bother explaining it, a
mind such as you'res would commit suicide if it tried to comprehend how I am
able to exist...now you overgrown dinner, run along...your presence is starting
to make me wish I still had guts to vomit from."
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anndddd dead
Thx
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Bc im a rebe frick u >:c
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{S}pringtrap had a good day, walking through the halls, the guard too stupid to figure out the audio system, and was hidden right outside the office, ready to kill him as soon as he looks away.
...That's when the doors next to him were kicked open by what looked to be himself, which proceeded to point at him and shout "I AM BETTER THAN YOU AND YOU KNOW IT YOU WASHED-UP HAS-BEEN IMPERSONATOR!"
A Perfect Fit. These two are going to kill eachother.
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A sigh escaped the old shackled shell of
a former animatronic, a washed up has
been? maybe...but an impersonater was
not the correct word to use; more of an
original model come back to haunt these
stupid. Unthinking, dim witted people;
yet the white eyes layed upon a copy?
another suit or something more, but being
called inferior.......that grinned the demonic
metal killers gears.
"You better then me? my inferior copy you
are sorely mistaken, now do me a favor
and deactivate already.....before I turn you
into nothing more than scrap metal!"
Perfection in machinery, these two where
destined to fight tooth and nail just to destroy
each other
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Instead of seeming angry at or afraid of the other rotting animatronics threat, Springtrap seemed almost amused, his grin seeming to slightly widen as he stared at his other self.
He let out a hearty chuckle, leaning in uncomfortably close.
"You know, they say imitation is theΒ sincerestΒ form of flattery, and if you were something caused by the kids, you would have tried to kill me by now.
So it's nice to meet such a dedicated fan of my work, though I have to wonder how you managed to create such a good springlock suit without the help of old Henry."
Springtrap extended his arm for a handshake, grinning even wider.
"Name's Robert Afton, though I think you knew that already, but nowadays I like to go by Springtrap."
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To his surprise; the other decaying animatronic found this
situation to be hysterical...it TRULY was! to imagine that one would
be able to run into an EXACT copy of them self was impossible but
here the two stood, one face plastered with a crooked grin, the other
laughing behind their near ROTTING smile "Oh please don't flatterΒ
yourself you're the one IMITATING, besides I doubt the kids can
even process the thought of something like THAT! a FAN? oh please
don't tell me you think your the ONLY one to stuff kids into the suits
RIGHT? it's to easy to do it! Oh and this prison of a suit? you surely
are naive...ever heard of SPARES?" The killer laughed, taking the
others hand in a firm shake, a devilish grin was upon his face from
cheek to cheek PLEASED at this chance meeting.
"Just call me Percy..truly a PLEASURE to meet you Mr Afton."
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I was volunteered to work at Freddy Fazbear's Pizza. But I was very cautious of the rumors spread around this place. For tonight, I was assigned with a partner. He told me to follow him, but I was feeling a little scared right now. I just hope nobody catches us. Cause I was wellΒ aware thatΒ the pizzeriaΒ was haunted.
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Sugar has been activated, finally.
Over thirty years has passed, man did she need a clean up.
She went around exploring her new surroundings to see if she's the only one here.
little did she know Springtrap was around.
"...Wow...this place is empty..."
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((PEOPLE CAN TRY TO BREAK ME. BUT THE WILL NEVER BREAK MY COFFEE ADDICTION.... and some other addictions like... oh well. that would... you know what? Fuck this. GEMS. ARE. Truly, truly, truly, truly, truly, truly, truly, truly, truly, truly, truly, truly, truly, truly, truly, truly, truly, truly, truly, truly, truly, truly, truly, truly, truly, truly, truly, truly, truly, truly, truly, truly, truly, truly, truly, truly, truly, truly, truly, truly, truly, truly, truly, truly, truly, truly, truly, truly, truly, truly, truly, truly, truly, truly, truly, truly, truly, truly, truly, truly, truly, truly, truly, truly, truly, truly, truly, truly, truly, truly, truly, truly, truly, truly, truly, truly, truly, truly, truly, truly, truly, truly, truly, truly, truly, truly, truly, truly, truly, truly, truly, truly, truly outrages.))
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((uh sure......ill hop over to my hyde account then))
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All right. I got an idea so I'll start. Just reply as Hyde]
*it had been almost 3 months since the police had caught lost, when he was captured nova had become practically lifeless and limp, she was at guess house for safety, but finally she makes a soft whimper after being so still for so long*
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hyde had gone missing since lost got caught, whatever was on his mind lead him to go rouge, apart from tonight, he walked over to the guess house and knocked on the door, he knew nova was here, he just hoped she was gonna answer
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*she very carefully leaned up, her fur was dirty and the mask was gone,she was shakes and weak. The door was unlocked*
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(btw i wanted to ask am i the only person who knows about gta au nova part from you)
he slowly pushed open the door, he slowly entered the building
he looked around quite quickly before calling out "n-nova?"
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Yeah)
*she whimpred slightly loud so he could find her in her bedroom, she could barely move, free from her father's tech for the first time in years*
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he heard her whimper and found his way into her bedroom and looked at her, with
a bit of a shock to see her free from her fathers tech but he gave off a little smile
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*in a soft, shy, quiet voice* hi Hyde....
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"hi nova..........i see your free of your fathers stuff huh?"
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She nodded shyly,blushing like a schoolgirl actually that's kinda true, she's been fused with her father's tech since then, meaning she's missed a lot of her life*
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"i..........well i still got this damn arm" he pulled up the sleeve of his right
arm to show that he still had the metal arm that lost gave him, he sighed
slightly "atleast he cant do anything to you now"
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She nodded again* hey um.... can.....can you sit next to me? I'm....I'm really cold. (Pfft. Right. Nice try nova.)
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(woooooooooow nova smooth move)
"uh sure" he quietly made his way over to her and sat down next
to her "so...........you've been here ever since he got put in jail"
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*she leaned against him, her bed clothes not really covering much, as she "tried to get warm"* how long have I been out?
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"dunno really"
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Well..... I know he helped us a little but maybe we should....celebrate?
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he smiled "and how should we celebrate?"
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*she cuddled up to him, purring loudly*
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he smiled and gave her a kiss on the cheek before grunting in pain
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*she quickly looked concerned* you ok?
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he took of his shirt to reveal a cut going right across his chest
"yeah..........just.........stings thats all" he tried to cover up
a little of the cut that was bleeding (hyde the bad liar)
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She used some of her sheets to wrap it up*
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he smiled and laid down on the bed "thanks.............this place looks like a nice place
to stay..........for a while that is"
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She laid next to him smiling*
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