We’re gonna talk about possessed
Brilliant. Talk about something
that scares the shit out of you.
The fear doesn’t go away by
I had this thing, even when I was
little, that it wasn’t fair to bring just one stuffed toy to bed with me. There
were nights when there was barely enough room for me with all the stuffed
animals in the bed. It just didn’t seem right to bring one friend to bed while
the others had to sit on the cold floor.
Years later, during my years as a
Girl Scout, I received a doll as part of a Christmas gift exchange. It was a
collector style of doll, with a cloth body, porcelain face and hands. It came
with a display stand so that it could be posed in a standing position.
I don’t know what it was, but that
thing did NOT make me comfortable. It stayed in its windowless box and tucked
way in the back of my closet. On the top shelf, to boot.
Years would go by, and occasionally
I would go rummaging through my closet. That box would come out, and that
creepy feeling of dread would creep into my bones. On one or two occasions, I
actually dared to open the box to look at the doll, only to hastily pack it
back up and tuck it away again. In the due course of time, the doll, along with
a Ouija board, were removed from the house. If my recollection serves me right,
I purposely requested that it go to a church to be ‘blessed’.
Remember the “Child’s Play” movies?
Yeah, fuck those. Fuck them in the ass. A friend of mine insisted that I watch
it with her one time when I was hanging out at her house. The notion that a toy
could not only come to life, but commit horrendous murders terrified the shit
out of me.
Let me reiterate: MY ROOM WAS FULL
OF FUCKING TOYS.
I had nightmares for the longest
time after watching that gahdamn movie. I’d lie awake for long periods during
the night, horrified that, at any moment, one of my sweet little plushies would
open me up like a Christmas present. Avoiding the sequels was easy enough, and
eventually the night terrors stopped.
There’s obviously a reason you’re
blogging about this.
There definitely is. It’s a game
called “Five Nights at Freddy’s.” I have not played it, nor do I ever intend
to. Jump scares from possessed animatronics? NO. FUCKING. THANK. YOU.
If you are unfamiliar with Five
Nights at Freddy’s (FNAF or 5NAF, for short), I’ll give you a short rundown.
You play as the night security guy for a Chucky Cheese rip-off place. Sounds
easy enough, right? Well, there’s an issue with the mascot animatronics; they
wander around at night with a twisted thirst for blood. If they manage to get
at you, they’ll jump scare you, then forcefully stuff you into a Freddy Fazbear
costume, obviously killing you. You can shut the doors to the room you’re in,
but of course, that burns up your limited battery power. If you run out of
juice, well, then you’ve run out of protection from the animatronics.
Many years ago, before there was a
Chucky Cheese anywhere near where I lived, I attended a birthday party at a
distant one. What a difference between the TV commercials for the place and
seeing the stage animatronics in person. I do remember being creeped out by the
animatronics there, but made the best of the day by engaging in the attractions
Older, but not necessarily wiser, I
took to investigating what FNAF was about after seeing several people posting
about it on Facebook and Twitter feeds. Although it does continue to creep me
the fuck out, I can’t help but make it a point to study the lore of it. What
was the “Bite of ’87?” Which animatronic did the deed? What other sinister
goings on happened at Freddy Fazbear’s Pizza Place?
The comedic parody animations that
fans of the games (yup, there’s two out now, and a third one on the way) create
and post to YouTube have given me a means to learn more without pissing myself
scared, although a few inserted jump scares still get the best of me. There are
even combinations with known memes, such as the “Don’t Eat My Face” one from
the Jack in the Box commercials.
So, you’re researching this stuff
and scaring yourself…
Yes, it’s scary, but it’s also
intriguing. In a way, it’s another story to learn about. True, it’s a jump
scare game, but even the barest of games have some form of narrative to them.
This leads to some questions I’ve
got about the lore. Maybe players and fans have the answers I’m looking for:
- What event happened first? The Bite
of ’87 or the disappearance of the five children?
- Which animatronic caused the Bite
of ’87? There’s speculation that it was either Foxy or Mangle, but I’d like to
know for certain, if there is an answer within the narrative.
- How DID Bonnie lose his face?
- What exactly IS Golden Freddy? Is
he a legit animatronic, or a ghost?
- This question is a matter of real
world logic: If you saw what kind of shit goes down on the first night, WHY THE
FUCK WOULD YOU COME BACK FOR ANOTHER FOUR?? WHY ARE YOU NOT REPORTING IT TO THE
I have a theory that the
animatronics aren’t out to kill the PLAYER, per se, but rather, the guy who
murdered the five kids. Think about it; if the murderer killed the kids, then
hid their corpses inside of the animatronics, then it stands to reason that the
ghosts of the children want revenge for their deaths. If they didn’t get to see
their murderer’s face, they might just assume that ANYONE that works at the
pizza place could have been the culprit. The guy, alone, at night there JUST to
BUT this raises another question!
In the second game, the player can wear a Freddy mask to protect himself from
the animatronics, correct? If the kids’ ghosts in the animatronics are looking
for ANYONE that works at the place at night, then wouldn’t a guy in a Freddy
mask be even MORE suspect? Dunno, just running theories around in my head.
Maybe the fanfiction community has
already got this thing covered?
Possibly, but I sure as shit am not
going to go check!