𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒍𝒐𝒕𝒕𝒆 𝒆𝒎𝒊𝒍𝒚 ? (@HURRICANEB0UND) header
𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒍𝒐𝒕𝒕𝒆 𝒆𝒎𝒊𝒍𝒚 ? (@HURRICANEB0UND) profile picture

layout made by @AFT0NROBOTICS

penned by desu
Joined October 2021
Photo by 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒍𝒐𝒕𝒕𝒆 𝒆𝒎𝒊𝒍𝒚 ? (@HURRICANEB0UND)Photo by 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒍𝒐𝒕𝒕𝒆 𝒆𝒎𝒊𝒍𝒚 ? (@HURRICANEB0UND)Photo by 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒍𝒐𝒕𝒕𝒆 𝒆𝒎𝒊𝒍𝒚 ? (@HURRICANEB0UND)Photo by 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒍𝒐𝒕𝒕𝒆 𝒆𝒎𝒊𝒍𝒚 ? (@HURRICANEB0UND)Photo by 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒍𝒐𝒕𝒕𝒆 𝒆𝒎𝒊𝒍𝒚 ? (@HURRICANEB0UND)Photo by 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒍𝒐𝒕𝒕𝒆 𝒆𝒎𝒊𝒍𝒚 ? (@HURRICANEB0UND)Photo by 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒍𝒐𝒕𝒕𝒆 𝒆𝒎𝒊𝒍𝒚 ? (@HURRICANEB0UND)Photo by 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒍𝒐𝒕𝒕𝒆 𝒆𝒎𝒊𝒍𝒚 ? (@HURRICANEB0UND)Photo by 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒍𝒐𝒕𝒕𝒆 𝒆𝒎𝒊𝒍𝒚 ? (@HURRICANEB0UND)Photo by 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒍𝒐𝒕𝒕𝒆 𝒆𝒎𝒊𝒍𝒚 ? (@HURRICANEB0UND)
𝘪𝘴𝘰𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 ; 𝘶𝘯𝘢𝘣𝘭𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘰𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘶𝘥𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘢 𝘣𝘰𝘹 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘯 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘮𝘢𝘥𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘬𝘦𝘦𝘱𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘪𝘯
1
29
1
29
1,439
physical boxes atop theirs keep them trapped . but also . . . there is an emotional presence that prevents them from leaving .
1
1
153
scratching at the inside of their box . they can’t leave . something is keeping them from leaving .
1
1
85
𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒍𝒐𝒕𝒕𝒆 𝒆𝒎𝒊𝒍𝒚 ? retweeted
⠀ ⠀
⠀ ⠀⠀⠀𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐦𝐚𝐲 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐠𝐧𝐢𝐳𝐞 𝐦𝐞 𝐚𝐭 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭, ⠀⠀⠀𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐈 𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮, 𝐢𝐭'𝐬 𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐦𝐞. ⠀⠀⠀𝐈 𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤. ' ⠀
1
22
21
1,298
𝘐 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘧𝘰𝘰𝘵𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘱𝘴 . 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘸𝘦𝘭𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦 .
69
someone remove the boxes from her cage . they are too heavy .
57
tinkering with an older suit . listening to each and every springlock snap one by one . it wouldn’t be wise to disturb .
55
𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒍𝒐𝒕𝒕𝒆 𝒆𝒎𝒊𝒍𝒚 ? retweeted
⠀ ⠀ ⠀
⠀ ❝It’s not 𝐘𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐅𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐡 that 𝐒𝐮𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐬 Me , , it’s your 𝐅𝐞𝐚𝐫 . .❞ ⠀
3
170
175
14,351
slow creaking of a rusted music box, tune echoing from the depths of that abandoned place . the marionette is awake .
170
( for his sins, yes . leaning out of the way, just barely . still hanging almost motionless . )
[ even in death she taunts him. it swigs at her in anger. ]
1
143
𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒍𝒐𝒕𝒕𝒆 𝒆𝒎𝒊𝒍𝒚 ? retweeted
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀
⠀⠀⠀⠀ 𝐒𝐏𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐏 ┄ 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝑨𝑵𝑰𝑴𝑨𝑻𝑹𝑶𝑵𝑰𝑪⺌ 、𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝐑𝐄𝐋𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆。
1
75
77
5,325
unmoving, unspoken . . . though it is present . lifeless mask facing towards that mechanical genius, turned at a slight angle .
A soft blink, and Henry looks around. He thought he heard something... And his eyes focus on the shape of something in the corner. "Charlie?"
1
1
86
appearing in @FazbearFounder2’s house . peering from behind the shadows of that old place . . .
1
1
99
from above descended a puppet on strings, hands poised on either side with three pointed fingers shifting slowly . it did not speak, nor move further . simply staring with the hollow eyes of its mask .
peekibg up from his lap . he was falling asleep before hearing whatever that clicking noise was . “ . . . hello ? ”
1
1
154
clicking . . . the marionette has awoken from her slumber .
1
86
the animatronic paid no mind to its creator, simply walking in slow synchronized beats . mechanical ears twitched as though they were listening for a sound while moving . once past the hall and down a set of stairs, the familiar gift box was visible .
A blink. He knows that Freddy. All too well, it's one he built. He nods, and follows the Freddy. He's not going to put a foot out of place.
1
1
1
199
outside of it sat his robotic daughter, broken apart with limbs strewn in several places . her head laid cradled in the arms of an unmoving marionette, false skin twisted into a horrified expression .
1
73
once he’s in front of it, there’s a click of the knob . a decommissioned Freddy opens the door, eyes glowing with vacant life . ‘ 𝘧𝘰𝘭𝘭𝘰𝘸 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘢𝘳 𝘥𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘦𝘭𝘭 . ‘ whispered from inside the bear, its head turning and body shifting towards an
Henry stares. And then he nods, making his way towards the door of the storage room. He's silent, feeling like he's being watched.
1
1
1
128