Fnaf Glam Rock Animatronics Novels & Stories

One of the younger men from the bus—freckled, nervous, the one who’d almost tripped in the mirror hallway back in the tower—was standing in front of a stall with a pyramid of tin cans. The attendant there was an animatronic carnie with a painted grin and eyes that had been replaced with spinning spirals. Its jaw clacked open and closed out of rhythm with its words. The sign above the cans glowed: KNOCK THEM DOWN GAIN A WEAPON LOSE… SOMETHING ELSE The kid hefted a heavy metal rod in one hand, grinning wide, chest heaving like he’d just run a race. At his feet, all the cans lay scattered, some dented, some leaking a slow trail of black sand.

Fann let the door close with a bit of a thump, alerting everyone in the room to his presence. “Fann!” He had expected she might be embarrassed for him to catch her so close to another man, but Eleanor’s voice was both happy and excited. Her steps were light as she skipped across the floor towards him with such a huge smile on her face that he found he had to smile back. He lifted his hand to catch the one she had extended and found himself being pulled to the window. “You have to see this! This thing is a microscope. It makes very tiny things look bigger. Much, much bigger. Big enough to see things that you can’t see at all without it! You can actually see animalcules! They’re real! It can n

“I guess that the fact you are quite a slow witted person might be true after all, given you didn’t realize I changed the scenery. I do wonder why the monster didn’t attack you, though.” I scrunched my lips. Seriously, I am starting to wonder that this Rox guy might also be an oddball like me, seeing as he always talked about a monster this and a monster that. What I saw during my journey of collecting the crystals were a few animatronics that looked like they need a severe repairing. Those springs and nuts protruding out from their exoskeleton might be a hell of a job to get it fixed. Suddenly I felt my gaze fading. I wobbled on my feet and swayed a bit to pick up my stance.

Perfect! A friend of Vanessa's. Sure, this was guaranteed to work! Samson fumed but he knew it was too late to call the whole thing off, and he knew that even if he tried, Mark wouldn't listen to him. He ended the call, not giving Mark a chance to elaborate any further. Great! Now that stripper from the other night knew knew about his little problem. Vanessa knew about it too. The stripper coming tonight would probably find out too. Soon all the vampires and humans in Greenville would know about it too. He’d be the laughing stock of every party, the butt of every joke.

I could only make muffled, panicked sounds as Fanny stepped closer. "Look at your cute uniform, Gwen. Great design," Fanny said, trailing a finger along the fabric of my sleeve. She leaned in, her breath cold against my ear. "How about I redesign it to look a little better?" She held out her hand. Right before my eyes, her fingernails elongated into sharp, wicked-looking claws. But it was her eyes that truly terrified me—they had bled from their normal color into a bright, supernatural glowing brown.

I said as I hug him. Endo B & I broke the hug and looked at Creation switch off the living room lights. Then looked at the missing children, Charlotte, Creation & the Fallen endoskeletons “it’s a shame the FNIA Fallen & Ignited Animatronics and JoC Ignited Animatronics aren’t doing this challenge together with you and the Fallen, Creation” I said “it’s okay if they miss or forgot the challenge it’s their faults” said Endo C “Mouth” “you do have a point Endo C” I said then the Fallen, Creation, the missing children, Charlotte & I walk to kitchen. I looked at Creation made some cookies “you made cookies?” I asked Creation “not any cookies.” said Creation I looked at the cookies and they were s

Nicholas walked through the battlefield and stood before the limping Naster. “Is this all you got? Naster Fangs? Aren’t you the prideful product of science and nature?” Nicholas taunted. “Show me your true color murderer.” Naster could feel his blood boil in anger as he screamed in pain, his body burning, and soon lost his sanity as the soul of countless wolves took over his body.

Or just more ghosts? At the far end of the arena, three massive hangar doors began to open. The sound of grinding gears shook the ground. Thum-thum-thum. "Please tell me those are cleaning robots," Haley whispered. Out of the darkness stepped three giants. They stood twelve feet tall. Humanoid, but crude. They were made of brass and dark iron, driven by hissing steam pistons and humming hydraulic musculature. Their "heads" were featureless domes with single, glowing red eyes. In their hands, they dragged weapons—a massive rotary saw, a pile-driver hammer, and a flamethrower.

He physically shifted his chair so he was blocking half of Tania’s face from the camera’s view. "Focus, 'Klint,'" Arthur spat the name out like it was poison. "We’re paying for a proposal setup, not a high school reunion. Can you do the glowing roses or not?" Klint blinked, looking confused. "Uh, yes. We use fiber-optic petals. It’ll look like the ground is glowing. And the butterflies are drone-operated silk models with LED internals." "Make sure they don't look cheap," Arthur commanded. "And stay on your side of the beach. No need for 'personal' consultations with the staff, okay?"

Declan's mouth watered as his eyes smiled at the food on the food cart. I don't know how the fuck he could be hungry with the whole place smelling like inside a rotting corpse. The hairs on the back of my neck stood up when I heard the carnival anthem playing. "Step right up! Step right up! Zombies and ghouls, banshees and golems!" A fat clown announced as his crooked lips fester into a frightening frown. We paused as he continued. "Step right up and try something new! That's right folks, we're tasting new things today." It pointed at us. I jumped to the side, making sure his nasty finger was pointing directly at Declan.