Five Night's At Freddy's Theory! :DSo here's my theory....Five Night's At Freddy's Theory! :D48 minutes ago in Short Stories More Like This
Who murdered the five kids?
Most people may think it's Mike and I can understand.I just don't think it's Mike because
1. We have no hints that Mike was in the place before
2. A random person can't steal a suit
But the reason you may think it's Mike because
1. The it's me signs
If I remember that's really it...
Now who do I think is the murder? I used to think it was Phone Guy but I really think it's Jemery because
1. The old robots attack you more ( It's true )
2. While i'm not 100% sure but there is a chance that you sometimes work dayshift
3. Golden Freddy when he comes up to you he jumps at you,No chance just jump!
It's okay if you don't agree with me
Bite of '87
As we all know by now FNAF 2 is in the past.So Foxy didn't bite anybody.Also it wasn't a kid that was bitten.It was Jemery.
1. On the the 6th night Phone Guy asks you to work day shift.He says a party is tomorrow and he also tells you that you should stay close to the robots.
2. On the 7th night your
Howl of the Heavens 05Deep in the forest a great form carries a large sack of his own creation; this figure is none other than Rhuen on his daily search for food to give to his pregnant mate Versa.Howl of the Heavens 052 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
Rhuen utters to himself, "All I can find in these miserable woods is small prey." with clear disdain on his almost wolf like face he looks into his bag filled with three small deer, numerous squirrels and other small woodland creatures.
"Long ago when I was here, even in these cooling months there was plenty of large prey, great antlered beasts and even bison were to be found in these mountains."
As Rhuen approaches the edge of a cliff he could hear cows and goats below. Looking down he thinks, "Damn it! I really don't want to take the livestock from these humans again. That one human spotted me just taking chickens, and I was nearly spotted numerous times before that taking their beasts"
With a deep sigh Rhuen finishes his thought, "but I don't have a choice. With a pregnant mate to feed, if I try to just take t
The (REVISED) Puppetmaster's Regime Have you ever heard of the musical "The Puppetmaster's Regime"? Most likely, you haven't. In fact, most die-hard theatre lovers often are unfamiliar with this little production. It was a 1934 stage musical written by anonymous authors of the music, lyrics, and book. It starred upcoming performers such as Timmy "cutie-pie" Wright, Sally Wilkes, Henry Gregory, as well as many others. At the time, it was the most expensive show to that date. It was said to be the biggest, most spectacular stage show to San Francisco and back.The (REVISED) Puppetmaster's Regime5 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
From the testament of Tyler Warwick (1901-1983)
"I went to see the show about a week after I turned thirty-three. The ticket was a gift from my sister, who knew how much I loved the theatre. I remember the signs, they were huge and rather gaudy. I also remember the playbill--it was just a single red dot with a doll-like face on it. It seemed a bit melancholy for what I assumed was to be a musical-comedy, but I didn’t pay much attention. I was going to s
All for the Sake of a Jewelled LocketThings were so much simpler when I was a childAll for the Sake of a Jewelled Locket6 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
Things were easy; I got cereal in the mornings, I wore frilly dresses, I played with Barbie dolls. The biggest concern in my life was making sure my night light didn't run out of battery, because I was terrified to death of the dark back then.
I live now in the same house as I did when I was younger; since then, my bedroom has transformed from a pink polka-dotted catastrophe to a quiet haven, thankfully in reach of the wi-fi. I suppose I have many privileges now. But I have so many unanswered questions.
Every kid goes through a stage in his or her life where they start to doubt adult authority. They still want to believe that grownups have all the answers, but they just aren't so sure anymore. Then they start to look for answers on their own.
When I was five years old, twins lived in the house next to me. Their names were Peter and Lily. The three of us would play in their yard because they had a sandbox; Peter would bring his plastic dino
Rez's Short Stories: BetrayalB E T R A Y A LRez's Short Stories: Betrayal6 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
I stepped onto the rough concrete, my feet tired as my soul.
I had to wait for him here, that was the promise I had made to him,
We had decided yesterday, that we'd leave this world along with its inhabitants.
But, I looked up, staring up at the tree where my love had resided.
With five other people.
If I had only known that he was planning on homicide, I wouldn't be so soul-broken.
Combination ComplexCombination Complex8 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
The cold January air made the nerves on Dale's face tingle and the sound of many pairs of hurrying feet on the snow crunched in his ears. They had just returned from Christmas break even though , with the blizzard they had last night, school should have been canceled.
But no, here he was, entering the place he dispised the most.
He wasn't strange looking like the goth and emo kids but he wasn't in on all the hot trends. Dale was very average in appearance. He wasn't popular but wasn't outcast. Still it was enough for him to hate coming to Gaver High.
He was queit and kept to himself as he searched the crowd for a few familar faces. His eyes landed on Ellina, one of the friends in his little group. She was a tall, friendly girl with deep brown hair with red highlights. Freckles dusted her rounded face and shoulders.
"How are you in a tank top right now?" He asked her as he approached, shivering in his own jacket. She giggled in response.
"Im from F
Healthy slumberThe rain was drumming on the window like ritual drums in the distance.Healthy slumber9 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
I always liked that sound, it puts my mind to rest even though the day was filled with maddening moments to the brim. It was like getting hypnotized by some strange yet powerful magician, one who would never talk about his tricks and how he does them. But also one who doesn't rely on any smoke and mirrors trickery, no, the rain was the best magician in the world. I was exposed to him like a lamb to the big bad wolf.
Slowly but surely I was drifting away into sweet sweet dreamland, my eyelids heavy from the hypnotic drum sound coming from the window, bright cosmic colors were flashing before my eyes and far away I could see the god of slumber slowly floating my way.
I could see him waving his wand as he twisted his other hand in ways a human could never imitate or even comprehend. His skull-like face grimacing, clattering his teeth and mumbling in an unearthly tongue. As he came closer I could see into his black eyes
Bite The Hand That Feeds You“Hello, my friend,” The man says happily. “Time to eat!” He sits the bag of seeds down & I greedily eat them. He mumbles something & chuckles as he walks off. As I’m eating my seeds, I shiver a little. Boy, it’s getting chilly. Then again, it is the middle of November, after all. I ignore the cold & continue eating.Bite The Hand That Feeds You10 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
The next day, the man gives me another bag of seed & says, “Eat up, little buddy. Eat it all, okay?” I cock my head, curious about why he wants me to eat it all. I decide it’s nothing & start eating. As I eat, the man says, “Next week is an important day for the both of us. Remember, eat it all.” I ignore him as he walks off.
The next few days go by basically the same. I admit I began to put on weight, but it doesn’t matter. The day before my “Important Day”, the man sat with me for a while, sharpening a knife. I pay no heed to it & continue to gobble down the oats he gave me.
The next day,
Circus of Horrors: Act IV“Now please welcome,” Ringmaster outstretched his arms and held them up. “Skelly the clown!”Circus of Horrors: Act IV11 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
The same clown from before came out of the door. The sleeves of her pink dress were torn, and her red, stringy hair flowed past her shoulders.
“Hello, everybody!” Skelly started. “And welcome to Hell! Now, I need five victims! Oh, I mean volunteers. I need five volunteers.” Nobody did. Her eyes glowed red under her mask. “I only need five volunteers! Just five! Five people volunteer,” she screamed and pulled out a huge sledgehammer. “Or I’ll kill all of ya!” Ringmaster went over to her and put a hand on her shoulder.
“Calm down, Sis. Just pick five random people. Go ahead.” Skelly’s eyes stopped glowing. She slid her mask off her face to rest on top of her head. The makeup that a clown normally wore on their eyes were carved into her skin around her green eyes.
“How about we make a deal? If the
Ten Year WarrantyIt was cold. He hadn't anticipated how cold it would be, it was piercing. The last few days had been deceptively mild, and, looking from between the flat metal bars that lined his window, it had seemed acceptable to wear the same gear this morning.Ten Year Warranty12 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
Bad move. A poor day's hunting and no additional sustenance did not help warm the survivor. And now, night had fallen. It was a double-edged sword; they couldn't see him as easily, but likewise, he couldn't see them.
He had been lucky again. He cursed himself endlessly for not reaching his scavenging quota, of course; that was another day's supplies drawn away from his dwindling reserves. But the bottom line was that he could still appreciate it. He was alive. He gritted his teeth. He felt alive.
But also very cold.
Shelter was close by, now. He wasn't entirely sure why he had decided to pick it; he was holed up with another person for better or for worse. A somewhat jumpy fellow, the neighbour. He had a tendency to be spontaneous, so
'Nightmare' - FNaFNovember 14, 2014'Nightmare' - FNaF13 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
There I was, lying comfortably in my bed. The time was roughly 4:00 AM; I know this because I had, for some reason, awoken before my “nightmare” began. I closed my eyes once more, and a vivid image appeared before me. I, myself, was seen in an unknown location. How I got there and why – I am still unsure. I lie there, in a dark corner of a poorly lit room. From what I can remember, it was also rather cold in the area I was in. Such factors that before me in my “nightmare” also carried through to reality. If I was cold in my dream, I was cold in my bed.
As I lay in the dark, depressing corner, I began to hear slight murmurs, and low-pitched laughing sounds. For some reason, my subconscious was able to tell what was happening, and whom I was to be weary of – whom or what was coming for me. God, how magnificent the mind works! As strange as it was, the thought of Freddy popped into my mind. It’s amazing to think that I have only
My Dog StriderOK, I'm gonna sound a little crazy, but my dog is .... talking to this weird humanoid thing without a face. I have no idea what's going on, but I'm gonna try to record what happened up to this point, but I might not be able to...My Dog Strider13 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
It started out as a normal day, the sun shining, birds singing, etc. I'm gonna spare you the boring details, but I went outside & saw a blackish-gray colored dog. The dog looked kind of like a sheep-dog mixed with some kind of mutt, then rolled around in a bunch of dust. The weirdest things about this dog was that I could only see his eyes, & he had no tags on his collar except some weird symbol. It was a scratchy circle with an X over it.
I decided to show him/her/it to my mom. So I took him inside, & after a long time of staring at him, my mom (oddly) told me I should keep him.... *Snarling & barking is heard in the background, then quiet stomping*.... OK, I have no idea what that was, but I managed to sneak upstairs to my room.
Where was I? Oh yeah, mom tol
As It Screamed||Scream Series #4 As it screamed, I sat unawares. It couldn't believe what was happening to it. It tried to reach out to me with sharp edged nails. It tried to cry out to its brothers for help, but they didn't to risk their lies, and so they huddled in their spot. They couldn't stop me when I kidnapped one of them to colonize as my own. I changed it to fit my needs. It couldn't stop me from spreading the rainbow of blood that was smeared across its body. It was paralyzed to its spot, restrained...restricted... Its screams were practically drowned by the blood, its cries of pain from the gentle touch of my fingers holding it down as my sharpened and shined tools cut into its skin. My weapon dragged along its abdomen so I could remember where I wanted to make it bleed. After an hour of torture, it lay defeated and bruised. It was nailed to the wall, unable to hang its head in shame. It was hung up for its brothers and sisters to see, to stare at the torture they'd all go through one dayAs It Screamed||Scream Series #423 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
Shockie (Or Glitch's Background, Either Way.)Nobody knows that two of us are unlike the others. Drake doesn’t know, and he was the main reason we’re like this. He doesn’t know anything before that incident, except that his nickname was Glitch, his parents had died right before it happened, and that I was his girlfriend.Shockie (Or Glitch's Background, Either Way.)1 day ago in Short Stories More Like This
Drake was devastated when he heard the news that his parents had both died in a car crash. After his grandmother had told him, he ran out of the house crying. I saw him running towards me, but he just wouldn’t stop. I tried to comfort him. He didn’t say anything, he just ran. Being his girlfriend, I followed him.
“Jackie! I just want to be alone right now!” he would yell at me every once and a while.
“Stop! I could help you!” I would yell back. I couldn’t stand him being like this. He wasn’t even thinking about what he was doing. He would run across streets without looking out for cars.
“Get out of the road!” they’d yell. I kept fo
Circus of Horrors: Act III“Please welcome Sebastian the Great!” Ringmaster announced. A puff of lavender smoke appeared behind Ringmaster.Circus of Horrors: Act III1 day ago in Short Stories More Like This
“Haha! Thank you, Ringmaster!” a man in the same color lavender suit said. He also had a black top hat like Ringmaster, but the ribbon was the same shade of purple.
“No problem, buddy o’ mine!” Ringmaster elbowed the Sebastian, then stepped away.
“Now, for this first trick, I need just one volunteer!” Sebastian yelled, pointing his finger around the crowd. He stopped on a short-haired woman. “You! You’ll be perfect for my trick!” Like Ringmaster’s eyes, his lavender eyes flashed red as he gave a sly grin.
“What? Me?” she pointed to herself. “No! I refuse!”
“Well then… It looks like we have a little rebel… Not for long…” Sebastian snapped his fingers, and a puff of the same purple smoke engulfed the lady. She reappeared beside the magician