What's going on?
The night had fallen, giving space for her voice to ring out, for her control to sink in and make his programming drive him to wander outside his lonely library, but now it was finally lifting, weak rays of sunshine creeping in through the windows.
It all felt like a bad dream, and it didn't seem like Mars was the only one that felt that way. The animatronic seemed extremely disoriented- Looking around from the other side of the glass, glowing pink optics seeming almost an overwhelming red when the light hit them right.
This had been difficult. Terrifying? Most definitely.
Melody wandered up to the glass door of his café with slow, dazed movements, and tried the doorknob, those irises shrinking slightly as it failed to open. He started to pull and yank at it, his hands barely being able to keep a grip of the polished metal, and he looked at the human outside, his head twitching to the side slightly, before his movements regained their almost human-like smoothness.
Please- Please- Please- Please no. I don't want to rot in here alone. No one comes see me here anymore...
His mouth opened on its hinge, like that of a doll's, but his eyes were those of a very living person who wanted to plead, "...please..."
There were specific words begging to be said, but they wouldn't come out. His mind was in too much of a fog for him to find them. He could only ask, almost dumbly, quiet and shaky, "...What's happening? Why is this happening?"
"I didn't mean to scare you." He stopped trying to open the door, and stood off-balance he was, slowly making as if to hug himself, "I really didn't. I'm not dangerous. I'm a friend. We're... all... friends. I promise."
The hesitation in his voice was unexplained, and hardly showed up in his face, but it was there.
It seemed like there wasn't much fixing him for now.
Not without dealing with that horrible rabbit first, at least.
(Reply: I read your follow-up yesterday before going to sleep and it made me so excited that I struggled to do so GFDSG. That's SO well-written, and it really gets across how bad Marciya feels for Melody, I could see her and Mel being friends if they got a chance to be. FNAF is definitely not everyone's cup of tea, but that just makes it even more flattering to me that you like my guy! He needs help, he really does)
(Response to VictoryDrawsManga! Warning for violence, dissociation and death)
It was going to be over soon.
...Well, it would be over for her. Melody and his friends weren't so lucky.
There was no foreseeable ending for the state they were in, and there certainly wasn't any light at the end of the tunnel by now. It had caved in long ago.
Dragging her was awkward and far more complicated than it really needed to be. Melody wrapped his entire arms around her neck and kept it in a death grip just to be able to move her along and walk without being shoved off. Like some kind of strange hug. It felt familiar, but wrong, and the source of the familiarity was lost to fog and code by now.
His eyes snapped open as something hard and heeled struck his chest, and he could hear a gasp that he realized wasn't hers. His arms shook and nearly let go, but then were yanked back, put back in their position tighter. His stomach hatch clattered louder, more loosely, and it was starting to hurt.
The shouting, the hitting, the unreality of his own actions, made the ground swim from one side to the other, making him feel like he was walking on a haphazard boat, wandering upside-down. The pain in his chest was coupled with an uneasy pressure that he couldn't get rid of, not as long as he was moving, and he couldn't stop moving. His legs were practically functioning on their own, and so were his arms.
"...Melody. Over here."
That voice stood out uncomfortably, like staring directly at a lighthouse's beam.
His expression didn't change. He could feel his lips slightly curled upwards and his eyes staring ahead, but he wasn't smiling. He knew it as if he were looking at himself in a mirror. That wasn't a smile.
That commanding voice gained a slight harshness when she spoke again, "Don't waste my time. Over here."
There was no longer much movement in his arms. Like a machine being pushed to maximum productivity, his body hastened, then he slowly stopped, and looked forward, trying to make his eyes see what was in front of him.
It was a woman. Blonde, in a nightguard outfit, with those green eyes that seemed to have a glint of their own in the darkness.
She was wearing a security guard outfit, and with it, she bore not a look of concern, but a strong frown coupled with cold, hard eyes, like being thrown to the pavement in a winter night.
She gestured with an object she was holding. His eyes stayed focused on her face, not looking at it, as he loosened his grip and let his friend fall.
"Good job." Vanessa remarked almost off-handedly, like she felt it necessary to do so. As if it would encourage him to obey better.
There was the sound of sharp metal going through skin and bone and striking the ground below, the feeling of something warm splattering his pants and shoes. It quickly began to lose that warmth, though.
Once the deed was done, the blonde woman started working on the aftermath, and talked into her walkie-talkie, "One down, Ivie."
He could do nothing but stare, being given the chance to just stand there as he was left without orders.
There would be no more nights of sitting down and letting friendly, gentle hands ask to brush through his hair, cautiously checking if he was comfortable and wasn't in pain, always glad to see him relax. No, now, there would only be wide grins and ruffles that were just a little too hard, compliments to how soft and pretty his hair was, harsh fingers gripping strands and yanking his head up when they were angry.
And he'd helped with it.
He tilted his head slightly, looking at the mess by his feet, and slurred out, "...why..."
"Yoko..."
Here it is! Sorry it took so long lol, I got a random headache
The next person can choose whether to go with regular Melody or hacked Melody, with regular Melody it's more lighthearted, maybe they got into a climbing competition and Melody got very into it. He might or might not be sitting at the top of a bookshelf or wall now, or maybe Melody got lucky at the arcade games for once. For hacked Melody it's less lighthearted, but it'd likely still not be gory, not by him at least. If the character is weaker/smaller than him, Melody will likely drag them to Vanny (but the "getting to Vanny" part can be skipped), and if they're on even grounds with him, he might try to ambush them, while if they're outright stronger he might lure them or give away their location for the other animatronics to deal with.
