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// enjoy your vacation !! <333 

/ you better enjoy your vacation ♡♡

*  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 .  "

@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 
            
            stilled in pain and despair looked up at the animatronic with teary slightly squinted eyes . his bottom lip quivering as he choked slightly upon feeling his grasp around his neck before mustering out in a whisper ❝ p– please ... stop ... i– it hurts ... ❞ , he felt as if he were about to pass out from the torment when it suddenly struck him . freddy ! gregory still had his fazwatch on him and could try to move his hand over to it in order to click the small button alerting the glamrock animatronic . he whimpered while squirming around to disguise his hand moving to his right side and let out soft shaky breaths . he was loosing air as too much blood was beginning to pour out of him , even coming out of his mouth now . he wasn't sure he'll even make it until freddy got there . 

@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 
            
            gregory let out a fearful whimper as his hair was tugged harder , in his mind the thing holding him was no longer a mere animatronic but a horrifying demon here to torture him for no reason at all . he didn't want this . what could he have possibly done to deserve such fate ? the wound kept on gushing out the red , thick liquid staining not only his shirt but his shorts and the surface of the ball pit as well . he let out a gasp of pain and fear upon feeling the tickling touch of the animatronic and looked down watching in terror as he inspected his blood . the boy shifted sharply as more tears ran down his face once he felt the agony of having his metal finger shoved within the wound , he let out yet another bloodcurdling scream as he felt a sudden rush of adrenaline run through him making the boy twitch and kick his legs around in instinct . ❝ N-NO !! S-STOP IT...! ❞ gregory cried out in pain .

@celestialroue 
            //Hush, gonna make me blush fr <3 

/    i  know  so  bby  ♡    you're  welcome !!

@celestialroue 
            //Aaa! You think so? Tysm! <3

@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. 

@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

@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.

ㅤ៸៸  curious??  :0

@-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. 

@-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. 

@-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. 

;; intrigued 

@-SSilentKills-
            
            //Psst, anger please 

@FANGEDFXCK 
            Though it was something of an immense improvement that Levi had managed to haul Jason beyond the apartment door let alone amidst a downpour the slasher was far from pleased with such antics, arms folded across a broadened chest though clutched on to each other as though his life depended on it as lingering rain would drip steadily from the fabric of a soaked jacket and onto the carpeted floor. At the vampires words Jason's head would turn, eyebrows scrunched as irritated eyes would cast themselves upon the others face, shivering lightly despite the heat which met them both as they would step back into their residence. 
            "...>:("