My business partner Henry kept pestering me to buy and start recording anything I do that's seems interesting . He told my that once we both become famous people would want to know our story's and who we are. So I decided why not... nothing to lose even if we don't become extremely famous at least my children can know where I came from.Oh right! I forgot to say my name silly old me. Anyways if your reading this and you don't now my name ( which would be strange if you either some one wanting to know my history or one of my children...) but anyways my name is William Afton the youngest of Mr #### Afton & Mrs ##### Afton.
I was born in Bristol England on July 15 1936. I was born into a relatively well off family we weren't extremely rich but we never had to worry about food or anything of those sorts. I haven't really thought a lot about my early life let my try to remember. . . Oh yeah! I was always told that I was strange. My mother use to tell my that when I was still an infant I wouldn't really cry that much. Not in the normal way's either I had a bad tendency of hurting my self and yet every time she found me I wouldn't cry but only sit in silence. For a while she thought I was possessed my some demonic entity but hey I grow out of that. . . But even after that I was never like the rest of the kids. . .
I was as most medical professionals would call "mentally ill" but not like most others. I didn't hear voices, or see thing that weren't there, not even what doctor would called a psychopath. No my illness was weird, strange even. I saw most people as nothing but white noise in my ears. but it wasn't that I couldn't see them as people no I "could" but I couldn't connect with almost anyone... No matter how hard I tried I couldn't bother to cared about most other people even if did care I never knew how long until that person became nothing but blank noise in the side of my head. It annoyed me because at school I was now seen as the "weird" child but after a while I stopped caring now at least I didn't need to hear empty noise next to me at any given time!. . .
It wasn't that I didn't have friends. I had friends but most would forget about me or I would push them away. It wasn't that I was trying to be mean it was that
Their voice's become irritating. But no one would listen to me I stared to be labeled as the mean one, the selfish one, and other labels...But oh well what can you do about that. Anyways one thing caught my eye at a early age.that of robots. They were strange they were made from cold metal and yet they could act human. I wanted to make them...No I had to make them. If I could bring something that was inhuman to life then people would final realized that I'm important.
I hated being forgotten. . . Everyone I talked to would seem to forget that I exist! It. . . It wasn't fair I never got to connect with most of my peer's. while every one else had fun I was left alone.... But I didn't let the bring me down no if I was going to be forgotten then I would just have to make something so grand that people would have to acknowledge me greatness. So then my goal was to bring life to the lifeless or better yet give the gift of life to it.
For awhile that was my goal. Give the gift of life to the lifeless to show to everyone that I was important but that was when I was still naïve. I slowly stared to realize "why do I care so much about my peer's recognition they never would care even if I did complete my goals so why should I?" And with that I finally realize that if I kept trying to get my peer's recognition I would only stunt my growth. So I would continue my goal but now for a different reason. No longer for other validation but to now prove to my self that I could.
So that would be how most of my childhood would go. I would forsake going to party's,events, or get together with my few friends to continue my goals. The few times I would go out with my friends it was boring and shallow. Everyone would only talk and flaunt their "cool" trips to places like France,Spain,America... but it wasn't useless. America sparked my interest from what I had heard it was this magical place of hope and
Innovation. I heard that many great technical advancements had been made there. With that knowledge know in my head I needed to go there I believed that if I had went I could finally both advanced with my path to create life and to then get aid with my goals.I work hard in school to have a chance to get a scholarship to one of the American colleges. It didn't come with out a cost last I had lost almost all my friends I had made. Many left saying that my dedication while Nobel would be in the end the cause of my death... but one asked my something that stuck with me he asked me "would you put this much dedication to protecting your children if they got hurt by your inventions?" He had asked me that after a toy bear I had made for his younger sister went off and nearly bit her hair off. At the time I didn't have a answer at the time but now I do... I would do anything I could to protect my children. Anyone who may be hearing this won't be able to see but right as I'm recording this tape next to me is my sweet baby boy Evan... if anything happens to him I would do anything in my power to help him even if it meant I had to harm others. . . But it would never go that far.
But to cut things short as Evan is going to wake up soon I would pass most of my classes extremely well. I had also been accepted to a collage over in New York if I remember correctly. So as I would say my last goodbyes to my family and to my friends that had stuck with me. I would board the plane with excitement and wonder of this new county I would now be living in. . . . .
I guess this is the end of my first tape. I don't really know how to end this kinda thing.... so I guess this will be goodbye for now. . . . . Oh right! I should mark the date for people to know.
End of tape one
Date February 17 1975( AU HELP&FACTS)
As the name would
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You better understand my AU or just
Fun little factsAlright the first one I should probably talk about is William and Evan's(C.C/B.V) relationship. To get right to it Evan and Williams have a good relationship pre and post death. I won't say everything (because that's kinda the point of the book) but a couple main things I'll state or 1: Evan was and still is Williams favorite child.2: Evan did and does still want to make William happy(Note he doesn't try to make William proud of him or anything like that )3:No William didn't torture Evan with the nightmares(I'll explain the nightmare in a different tape)
Little cute fact. William did and kinda still try's to keep his space clean and polished. Well except for one thing if you entered his room/office it would look spotless except if you were to look down you would find miscellaneous toy and plushies on the ground and if you were to look on his table it would have blueprints for different animatronics. Mixed with a child's little drawing of robots.(this will play a part in the story I'm not joking) and who could the drawings be from but Evans.
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