MechanicalMxrder
Excuse the sporadic replies <3 I'm on vacation
everfatale_
/ you better enjoy your vacation ♡♡
MechanicalMxrder
celestialroue
" YOU ... "
⠀⠀⠀⠀* darkness shrouded the empty room the beings stood within spare one dim light nearby . its faint glow seeming to near reflect off gadreel's skin , though truthfully speaking such a feat would likely be impossible . *
⠀⠀" THERE'S SOMETHING VERY OFF ABOUT YOU ... " * he states . the furrow of both his brows seemed to indicate the angel was ... unsure of himself in this moment , or the strange entity afore him . or was this an "entity" at all ? * " WHAT ARE YOU ? " * he demands , voice filled with authority , deeply colored hues glaring sharply in the other's direction . *
celestialroue
* GADREEL HAS SEEN MANY ,
⠀⠀⠀⠀MANY QUESTIONABLE THINGS IN HIS IMMORTAL LIFETIME .
⠀⠀although this ? indeed was quite new to him . leaving the angel momentary bewildered by what he was witnessing from this very unusual creature ... * " what in the devil are you ... " * he found himself mumbling , though as the creature approached gadreel gathered himself ; appearing as cold as marble once again . *
⠀⠀" I WILL TELL YOU WHAT I AM , " * gadreel began with a mild mundane tone of voice , though the authority it held was undeniable ... it could make one feel intimidated especially if at heart they are mortal ... but this being ? it did not really have much of a ... lifeforce . a soul really , at all . * " only if you tell me what / you / are , creature . "
MechanicalMxrder
@celestialroue Upon the verbal beckon for his attention offered by the unknown individual the uncomfortable snap of weathered metal would abruptly pierce through the enveloping silence like a searing hot knife, the animatronics head coming to rotate a rough 180° before his neck and the rest of his body would swing round to follow in its path, subsequently curving forwards with a series of concerning creaks which it made it questionable as to whether he would remain intact, head tilting sideways at a bizarre angle to allow himself to study the being before him in response to their query, unnaturally long legs jolting forwards to close the distance between the two of them yet also to allow damaged eyesight to observe his current subject a little better. "Ohh~ c..curious are we~? Couldn't I sa..say the same about y...yo..you~?" He sounded as withered as he looked, voice box audibly struggling to keep up with his intended statements.
MechanicalMxrder
@aftonkiillerrs Such distress was precisely what moon had been looking for hence the sound of cruel delight which would emanate from him upon gaining such cries of audible agony, clawed fingertips tearing mercilessly through once untouched flesh despite desperate pleads for him to stop, blood only continuing to pour steadily from the damaged area. It was a sense of sadistic entertainment, watching the much smaller boy writhe beneath him in attempts to wriggle from a suffocating grasp yet to no avail, abruptly forced backwards with a hand enclosing a slender neck to keep him hushed despite his current state of searing pain "S..Shh..~"
MechanicalMxrder
@aftonkiillerrs It was a startlingly loud sound though a justified response at that, one which was nothing but music to the others ears as his terrorised cry was only met with a bout of sadistic laughter, fingers tightening their hold upon Gregory's hair to ensure his head remained held taught, eyes flickering down towards the pool of blood gradually collecting within the fabric of the child's shirt, a vaguely curious expression now encasing metal features as his free hand would creep forwards, fingers gracing the surface of an open wound which would coat fingertips with a warm though thick substance, pulling back to inspect the blood now stained upon artificial joints with a raise of his brows. "..." He would pause, and perhaps for a moment it would seem as though he intended to let go yet despite this moons hand would lower, abruptly digging fingers into the existingly gaping wound carved deep into Gregory's side with a sinister chuckle, clearly looking for the pained reaction
MechanicalMxrder
@aftonkiillerrs Though such sounds of distress would have been enough to strike guilt into the hearts of Anybody within their right mind, unluckily for the injured boy his current assailant was the furthest thing from such, his cries of defeat a sickening melody, Fuel towards a twisted fire as the attendants mechanical form would twist over the ledge of the tower above, cutting through the air to land somewhere within the now bloodied ballpit with a hushed sound of impact upon the plastic which would remain as Gregory's only indicator towards the others approach, a sound which would come to an abrupt halt a short distance away from the boys crumpled form where he would remain defeated, face down in his own blood from where the wound upon his side would only continue to bleed. A verbal exchange was yet to occur, slender fingers finding themselves tangled within locks of brown hair to allow Gregory's head to be yanked upwards, now held tightly within the palm of moon himself, eyes glaring down at him with an expression akin to that of a rabid dog, an uncaged beast who held no intentions of offering any mercy towards those ensnared within its jaws, teeth jagged therefore bared in a threatening grin amidst a sinister chuckle. "A..Aw..Poor /Thing/~"
MechanicalMxrder
@aftonkiillerrs Though the daycare had indeed been a previous point of safety for Gregory beneath the watch of the daycare attendant it had quickly turned dangerously sour much like his existing experience within the pizzaplex he had unfortunately found himself trapped within, each twist and turn seemingly an inescapable path to indescribable terror to which he would find himself tormented from every possible direction, blood seeping steadily through trembling fingers as he would scramble to abscond from his pursuers only to plunge into danger time and time again, the recognisable sound of the disturbance within the ballpit gaining the immediate attention of one Gregory would wish to avoid altogether. An eerie silence would envelope the daycare which was once alive with colour, a welcoming environment now nothing short of nightmarish in nature, silent besides the quietened shuffle of the small child within the ballpit beneath the attendants tower as mechanical fingers would come to curl themselves around the ledge above, eyes alight with a crimson glow now piercing through the darkness to peer down below in the direction of the intrusion to which a hostile gaze would immediately settle upon the familiar figure, blood splashed over a fragile form which would earn a thoughtful hum from his assailant "..."
celestialroue
/ theme's purdy ;0 <3
MechanicalMxrder
@celestialroue //Hush, gonna make me blush fr <3
celestialroue
/ i know so bby ♡ you're welcome !!
MechanicalMxrder
@celestialroue //Aaa! You think so? Tysm! <3
piratespiderss
/ here's a short lil thingy :))
" You look weird. For a robot, that is. "
A boy no older than 16 would say, his gaze narrowed in an attempt to study the /thing/ that was in front of him. Morty Smith, the boy's name, has killed scarier aliens before, so he wasn't afraid of a handful of /nuts and bolts/.
piratespiderss
@MechanicalMxrder Morty figured that the mechanical creature would follow after him, like a lost dog, damaged from past owners. He would've pitied it if he had a heart. As he wandered around, with Moon not far behind him, his gaze started to grow used to the darkness. A map would've been helpful at least. But luckily, after some time, Morty came across a door. It looked like it led to a supply or a janitor closet of some sorts. He jiggled the handle to test the lock. It was unlocked, thankfully. He passed a glance back to Moon before opening the door. It was even darker inside. One of his hands searched the wall for a light switch and flipped it on as soon as he found it. The light was dim and flickering, barely enough to help but it was light regardless. He entered the closet and looked at the materials that aligned the shelves. " Today's your lucky day, " the boy muttered, mainly to himself, once he hoisted a container, half full, of rust remover off one of the shelves. He found a stained rag as well. The boy shut off the light and left the closet, not bothering to close the door behind him. Now. For a place to sit. The floor would be good enough.
MechanicalMxrder
@allapathetix He had the intelligence to care Of course he did Though damaged he was not just sentient but a being more self aware than most could ever have Anticipated him to be, one who had previously been of great use to those he had been designed for and yet their lack of compassion had not only allowed him to deteriorate physically, but thoughtlessly allowed him to spiral into a pit of irreversible psychological disrepair, a corruption somewhere within a bionic mind that had somehow gone unnoticed and had since become a murderous issue. With a quirk of metal brows first at mortys annoyance then at his stubborn decision to cater to the issue himself moons head would turn with yet another piercing scrape to watch as the other would stalk away from him, a behaviour which would rouse further amused sounds from a rusted voice box. Such a peculiar little thing. So stern yet so fragile. So adorable in his own little way. Subsequent to his decision to search for possible solutions Morty would find himself accompanied, janky footsteps syncing with his own as the attendants lanky body would trudge after him, curved forwards to only continue to peer down at him with a sickening grin lingering upon decayed teeth
piratespiderss
@MechanicalMxrder Morty's brow twitched in noticeable irritation. He was not liking how the animatronic was practically teasing him at this point. Unlike most Mortys, this one was easy to anger. Quick to get violent as well. " What do you mean, /maybe/? " He questioned, " Do you not care about the state that you're in? " He doubted the thing would answer - with how broken it already was. It was no matter. Maybe he could fix it - just a few repairs though, since he was lacking the correct tools to do anything life-changing. " Forget it, " he stated, " I'll do something about that rust problem of yours. I hope you are intelligent enough to thank me. " Morty was never nice. So doing this favor was... Well, a rarity. Perhaps he was only doing it because he never allowed himself to leave something unfixed. Whatever the reason was, the boy was not making any move to leave. He didn't know what it was, or how it had a mind of its' own. But he knew how to clean off rust and fix squeaky joints. He knew how to replace metal. His knowledge on the subject would be enough. He gave Moon one last glance before beginning to stalk off. He didn't care if the thing decided to follow him or not. It did not matter to him. He was too focused on looking for rust remover - or some kind of vinegar.
MechanicalMxrder
Cb + specify! Or drop pls <3
fleshmind
ㅤ៸៸ curious?? :0
-VAMPIRISMS-
❝ tsk, I didn’t even hurt you that badly darling. i don’t know what all the fuss is about. I’m impressed that I don’t even hear a scream from those lips of yours— I wonder what emotions scream on your face right now… mhm… perhaps I should take the mask off. ❞ the hybrid would murmur thoughtfully as her head tilted to the side, crimson lips curling up at the sight of the man, someone she saw as her next victim, on the floor, her figure towering over him. ❝ come on darling, just one little /peek/.❞
MechanicalMxrder
@-VAMPIRISMS- The answer was quite the simplistic yes, as there was truly nothing more to be expected from voorhees, a man who knew nothing but rip and tear, a thoroughly violent man who's hands had come to spill more blood than what was able to be listed. Eyes would lift to meet with a now aureate gaze, one which emitted an unsettling hue although this was the least of Jason's concerns, granted little time to process her advance in preparation to attack as she would reach for his neck, quickly met with a blind swing from the the slashers blade in hopes of deterring her from her murderous behaviour with the use of his own.
-VAMPIRISMS-
@-SSilentKills- ❝ oh come on. are you really going to waste your time fighting me? ❞ she sighed dramatically, her eyes threatening to roll , before she smirked as she caught a glimpse of the knife. her dark pupils were suddenly transform to a golden colour, the usual white sclera of the eye turning a pitch black, a sign of her hybridism. fangs formed in her mouth, tilting her head to the side, as she manoeuvred her way over to him. ❝ ever seen a monster before darling? … you should have stayed at home , little one. ❞ her nickname for him was ironic, considering his vast height, before she darted towards him with an animalistic growl, hand instantly going to his neck.
MechanicalMxrder
@-VAMPIRISMS- Though impacted by the slashers rather fierce kick she would fail to remain grounded , quickly hauling herself to her feet amidst bouts of twisted laughter in regards towards what she had already assumed was a guaranteed victory, the handle of the bladed weapon once lost when he had first hit the ground now clutched tightly within voorhees palm, stanced in visible readiness for an altercation now that he had regained his own composure in observing the woman's further advance towards him, remaining wordess though evidently poised for an onslaught.
fixeruppers
“don’t touch that. it’s poisonous.”