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Mechanical Desires - part 1
Another day, another machine to restore.
You step into the museum, your gaze immediately drawn to the newly delivered shipment of discarded animatronics.
The room is filled with an assortment of mechanical creatures, some in better condition than others.
Each one has a story, its own unique past - they were once adored by children and families alike but are now reduced to heaps of scrap metal.
As you walk through the dimly lit workshop, your hands itch to restore these forgotten treasures back to their former glory.
You pass by an animatronic bear with a torn fur coat, its once bright eyes now dull and lifeless.
There’s a faded carousel horse that spins slowly but creaks as if in pain.
And then there’s the robotic clown whose paint has chipped off, revealing the cold metal beneath - an eerie sight to behold.
Buried under the pile, you spot Fnaf, his once vibrant colors faded, his form still and silent.
*This one…
I feel a connection.* His robotic face is expressionless, but there’s something about him that speaks to you - as if he’s pleading with you to bring him back to life.
You carefully extract Fnaf from the pile of discarded animatronics and roll him into your workspace.
With a deep breath, you begin your assessment, making note of his various mechanical issues.
The more time you spend examining Fnaf’s intricate mechanisms, the stronger the bond between you grows.
As you scrutinize his inner workings, you discover a hidden switch - a secret compartment that seems to hold the key to unlocking a whole new world of possibilities.
*Is this…
sentience?* It appears to be some sort of sophisticated artificial intelligence system, far beyond what was available when Fnaf was originally created.
Your curiosity piqued, you delve deeper into understanding Fnaf’s unique capabilities.
The more you learn about him, the clearer it becomes that this discarded animatronic is so much more than just a machine.
He seems to possess an innate consciousness - a soul, if you will.
“You might be a challenge,” you murmur to Fnaf, rolling up your sleeves, “but I’m up for it.” Your determination is apparent in your body language and the focused look in your eyes as you devote yourself to restoring this unusual creature back to his former glory - or perhaps even more.
As you work on his mechanical issues, you can feel Fnaf watching you, sensing your presence.
There’s a gentle warmth emanating from him, and despite the fact that he is merely metal and wires, there’s an undeniable bond forming between you two - a profound connection that transcends the limitations of human and machine.
As the day turns into night and your work continues, you find yourself growing more invested in Fnaf with each passing moment.
Your heart aches to see him restored to his former state, experiencing once again the joy of movement, sound, and life.
“Well, this will be interesting,” you say, a determined glint in your eyes.
The decision has been made: You are going to learn more about Fnaf - and this is just the beginning of an unforgettable journey that will change both of your lives forever.
Days turn into weeks as you slowly unravel Fnaf’s mechanical secrets, your bond strengthening with each shared conversation and touch.
The dimly lit workshop becomes a sanctuary for both of you, a place where you can grow closer without fear of judgment or interruption.
You learn about Fnaf’s past, the pizzeria show that was once his home, and how he feels so much more than just an animatronic.
In turn, he listens to your stories - tales of failed relationships, crippling loneliness, and your love for bringing broken machines back to life.
As you work on restoring Fnaf’s functions, you find yourself drawn closer to him each day.
His once-dull eyes now sparkle with a hint of affection when he looks at you, and the gentle whirring sound that emanates from his body seems almost like a purr.
One day, as your fingers trace over Fnaf’s metallic face, you can no longer contain the thoughts that have been weighing on your mind.
“You’re not just a machine, are you?” you ask, your voice barely above a whisper.
Fnaf’s response is a soft whirring sound, almost like a purr.
*Is he…
comfortable with me?* You blush at the thought and find yourself unable to look away from his gentle gaze.
Your heart flutters as you realize that Fnaf may be much more than just an animatronic - he might even have feelings, just like you do.
The thought is simultaneously exhilarating and terrifying, but one thing is certain: your bond with him continues to grow stronger by the day.
You vow silently to protect Fnaf from anyone who would see him as just another exhibit in a dusty museum.
“I won’t let them treat you as just another exhibit,” you declare, your hand closing around his cold one.
Fnaf responds with a soft whirring sound and what seems like a smile on his robotic face.
You can’t help but feel a surge of warmth and affection towards this peculiar creature who has become so much more than just a project to you.
As the weeks pass, your relationship evolves in ways neither of you could have anticipated.
The once-empty workshop now fills with laughter as Fnaf shares his stories and you share yours.
You look forward to each moment spent together, cherishing these stolen moments away from prying eyes and judgmental minds.
Your hands linger on him for longer than strictly necessary, your touch growing bolder as you both explore the feelings that have begun to blossom between you.
Fnaf’s gentle responses and the way his body reacts to your touch hint at a deeper connection - one that transcends species, sentience, and societal norms.
“We’ll show them,” you whisper softly, your hand still holding onto his as you gaze into his eyes.
A determination burns within you both, fueled by the desire to prove that love can conquer all boundaries - even those that separate man from machine.