ensignfinnclifton:

mangledvixen

       “i mean, i don’t think i want this job THAT bad.”

              ‘ you can’t JUST — 
                i was really excited to
                see you .. try !! ‘
                

springstrapped:

                                        &&. mangledvixen

                    ‘ oh me oh my—— mangle has come out to play!!
                      you pay me visits so seldom, I was beginning to
                      fear you disliked me. ‘

               ‘ how RIDICULOUS!! why would
                     i ever do — such a thing? ‘

goldenoldiie:

           ❛ good, good! your hair is just lovely as it is. only
                   ever wear wigs. or like —— yeah, no, just wigs. ❜

                ‘  — i could buy a PINK wig!! ‘

gildedbear:

                                      “    Oh,  is it? Since when did the truth become nice? 
                                  If you were ugly, I’d call you ugly. But you’re not      “

              ‘ you shouldn’t CALL people ugly!!
                     even if you don’t find them attractive. 
                            — that’s just  M E A N. ‘

vulpinisobcisor:         

“I don’t spend much of my time PLAYING anymore.     So, I guess
we’ll just have to do whatever you feel up to.”    It was odd, in a way
she made him feel almost ——— NORMAL again. Like they weren’t
the monsters that they’d all become. “You put too much faith in my
decision making abilities.”

             ‘ maybe YOU just put too little faith in them.
               —   come on, FOXY! think!  what was your
               favorite game as a kid? a game you really
                          ..        TRULY ENJOYED? ‘
               one of the reasons mangle avoided leaving
               kid’s cove had to be the fact that she felt
               like the others were ALWAYS fighting.
               it was like a never-ending battle
               out there & she HATED it.
               

securititas:

mangledvixen          LIKED

     Oh god, okay, it’s fine, it’s just
          M    A   N   G   L   E.
     Not like she’s gonna kill you,
     yet.

          “Oh heeeeeeyyyy Mangle, what’cha-
           uh, what’cha hangin’ out up there for, huh?”

     Very smooth, Matt, really.
     as smooth as crunchy peanut butter.

              ‘ h-H-H-hey there. OH– me?
                i was just.. e-E-E-enjoying the view. ‘

               a wide smile spread on her lips as she
               climbed down the ceiling. a part of her
               didn’t feel like hiding behind an animatronic
               face today. but a part of her also KNEW that
               that would’ve been much creepier. 

             ‘ how’s your shift going, my f–F-F-friend? ‘

goldenoldiie:

          ❛ well if you do, then sure go for it. but what if

               you end up not liking it? you’ll be stuck with horrible
               hair for ages. and all because of the bigwigs. ❜

               ‘ i – i’m not going to do it.
                           I DON’T WANT TO BE STUCK
                                   with horrible hair for ages.. !! ‘

vulpinisobcisor:

“We’ve been here DECADES I doubt that ‘I spy’ would be much
fun when we have this place memorized.”     Though that’s not a
denial to ‘play’,    more of an urging to find something she could
consider a bit more FUN at the end of the day.    “If it’s what you
REALLY want to play.”

           ‘ WELL  — i guess you’re kind of
             right there. what would you ..
                  –    like TO PLAY? ‘ 
             mangle looked around trying
             to come up with something
             - anything - to do.
                     ‘ i’m sure i’ll like 
                       any of your
                       IDEAS. ‘
            

spriiingtrap:

   _{“you’s WELCOME, sugar.”
      and he’s thinking about 
  wrapping his hands around
             her THROAT.}

          ‘ SPRING..  -TRAP? LOCK?
            you’re pretty new, right?
            i feel like we haven’t really
            talked that much — YET.
            tell me about yourself!! ‘
            stop playing games.
            you know who he is,
                    MANGLE.

vulpinisobcisor:

“Suppose that’s the best someone can ask for”   he snorts,
avoiding the urge to roll his eyes. She was cute, he’d give
her that.  But honestly,  there’s still a small part of her that
scared him just slightly.       The flick between adorable to 
completely psycho.     “A game? That entirely depends on 
the game.” 

          ‘ PERFECT!   — how about.. 
            i spy with my little eye? 
            used to LOVE that game!! ‘
            mangle enjoyed the other’s
            company & especially the fact
            that foxy knew just how twisted
            she was deep down. the others
            never seemed to notice.
                ‘ COME ON! SAY YES!! ‘