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I always come back. | Written by Elias
Hurricane, UT
Joined September 2023
His big smile returned at that moment, giving his son a nod of approval. "Let's do just that. I'll make sure you won't regret it. In fact, I'm feeling generous enough to reward you after all of this is over. William started making his way over to the security office.
β hmph . . . thought so. anywho, we should really get to a security office and get you uploaded. I would imagine the firewall has kept you out for quite sometime. β Michael also knew giving William complete security access to everything doors, lights, powers was (1/2)
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The yellow rabbit furrowed his brows, smile disappears, ripping his hand away from Michael. He's not uttering another word in this moment.
β ooh, youβre so scary! you should definitely take your pic β Michael walks over and grabs the others wrists, aiming the knife at his own chest β go on, Iβll give you a free chance. β
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"Would you rather me use a butter knife instead? How about a meat cleaver? A hatchet? Machete?"
β cute boy scouts knife, careful though. you might cut yourself. β
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"Sure, yeah. Whatever you think. Fine, you want me to help you so badly? I will but only because you asked so nicely-" Twirling his knife in his hand.
β thatβs the goal, youβre limited to a suit and computers. . wouldnβt be so strong if you didnβt have computers, no? I would say thatβs pretty good incentive.β Michael isnβt sure if his threats were even working, he just needed to find a way to get help without begging.
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"I think you're just a little too dense. I'm a ghost, Michael. I'm already full of stuffing as it is...so go on...tell me what I'll get out of helping you."
Michael holds a USB drive on a keychain, dangling it in front of the others face. β then I do this the hard way, I go and hack every single server connected to fazbearβs network . . . I think youβd look good as a stuffed rabbit, wouldnβt you agree ? β
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I'm waiting to get swarmed at by the army.
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"You want me to help you get rid of the Mimic..." William chuckled softly. "Boy oh boy, I never thought my oldest son would be asking for help. What happens if I do this? What am I gonna get out of it?"
β almost reminds you of someone doesnβt it. β Michael sat his chair back on the ground and a wide smirk grew upon his face. β do me a favor, help me stop it because itβs destroying everything. β
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"I do. That thing is just a heap of trash. Acts like a problem child, because it wasn't raised right-"
β oh boy, here we go with the family trauma . . . β Michael tips back in his chair a bit, taking note of the time β 3am β listen, Iβd love to stay and catch up on me being without a mommy but I need to know. are you aware the mimic was inside the facility ? β
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"You learned the cleaning part from your mother..." Letting out a soft sigh. "I haven't seen your mother in ages..."
β could you blame me ? I mean . . . I /am/ the one cleaning up after your mess. The one of us that is alive has to do something. β Michael smirked at his own remark, knowing he has one thing William doesnβt; flesh and bones.
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He rolled his purple eyes, sitting on the edge of a table. "I'm not surprised..."
β shocked ? β β no β β amused and cautious β
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"What? Shocked to hear me say something like that?"
Michael just softly and silently nods, heβs unsure whether heβs filled with rage, fear or nostalgia. Regardless of what it was, he followed William wherever he went.
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William took another step closer, his hand reached out...and rested on his shoulder. "...How about a family dinner? It'd make for a better family reunion."
His hands started to tremble while holding the rod, Michael tighten his grip in response before just dropping it, giving into old instincts. β . . . β He wasnβt sure what to say or even he just costed his life; after all heβs seen the remnant blueprints.
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That smile just kept up on the yellow rabbit's face. He didn't even flinch. "I prove it to you if you're really that in denial."
Unsure whether he was bluffing or not, he pointed the prod in front of him to try and create distance between the two. β yeah ? I think youβre just going to have to find out . β Michael immediately jumps a bit forward like an animal asserting its dominance in a fight.
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"Wrong, Michael. I'm not mechanical. At least not anymore, and I'm not exactly alive either. You can zap me as much as you want, it's not going to do much for you these days."
The other took a step back, slowly reaching for cattle prod for a controlled shock, ever since heβs become the regional manager of Freddyβs itβs resulted in every animatronic coming for Micheal as they assume heβs *him* β funny , even with a mechanical pulse you never change . β
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He took a step closer. "Maybe I am, maybe I'm not."
Micheal stared back at the yellow rabbit, shaking his head and chuckling to himself a little bit. β yβknow . . . I canβt say youβve ever understood a comedic-tragedy but you seem awfully proud of your reign . β
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"Good to know we're on the same page, Michael. That warms my ravaged heart." The yellow rabbit smiles, gazing upon his son.
S c o f f s β β yeah , if things started acting up around here and seeming. . . hellbent is a way to put it; Iβd be then concerned about change . β
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she lives it again. she dies it again.
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"Things really haven't changed...just how I like it."
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Additional Info - This is the ghost of William, typically taking the form of the Yellow Rabbit costume. He is capable of traveling through electronic devices like any digital virus could, and is capable taking control of them or any animatronic he chooses to possess, even people.
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