Meme Thread Round up

[glamdaddybear]

This is for meme continuations from places like Bakerstreet. Threads with NSFW topics already in place will have it marked. Anything that becomes NSFW will get marked with such at that point. Even though this is good boy Freddy, please read things here with caution, as there is always a possibility for dark subjects and ideas.

For the sake of this post NSFW will be used to indicate active sexual actions, gore, violence, death and mental or psychological torture.

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[ptoma]

[ it's dark, dusty. the path down is a long one, dimly lit, filled with trash and other forgotten relics of Freddy Fazbear history. but it's a very clearly used path, well traveled. someone - somebunny, perhaps - knows her way around here very well.

he manages to avoid her gaze every time she's down here. not ready to face her yet. but she's bound to notice the star of the show bumbling his way down here. hopefully she'll be busy in another area of the Pizzaplex. ]

You'll find out. When you see the little project she's been working on. And what she's done for it.

Mind the generators. You'll need them powered on to open the front door. You'll know it when you see it.

[glamdaddybear]

[As he steps into Roxy Raceway his eyes brighten, memories that had been closed off being accessed once more. The memory is there, of the path he'd been led down, the way she had gotten him past all of the barriers without leaving record of them being opened. He followed his old tracks, like he could see his footprints on the floor until he found the elevator, and set it to lower.

The path was still cleared, memories of his own work to clear it flooding back for a moment. He remembered when he uncovered the first scraps of cables... cables that now amassed into a giant form. He paused a moment to stare into the white and pink face of another Freddy, wondering if he and the other were alike, or completely different. Further down, deep down, he went, activating generators as he came across them, until he reached it... an old building, the once bright and neon sign that proclaimed it a pizzaria drawing his attention.]

You are down here? In this buried pizzaria?

[ptoma]

There you are.

[ no point in texting anymore. as soon as he hears the elevator, knowing full well the regular user is busy elsewhere in the Pizzaplex, the phone is put away. the massive door sealing the front entrance of the long-buried forgotten pizzeria location is thick and heavy, but not completely soundproof. so Mike's voice can be heard on the other side, as well as a few thunk ... thunk noises of something being thrown at the door. anybody's guess what he's throwing. ]

Hurry up, now. Once all the generators are on, the door will open.

Watch your step. Heavy thing like you might fall right through the floor.