The Upgraded Fluorine Has Been Completed! The Weapon Angle Has Been Reduced While Still Keeping It Hitting

The upgraded Fluorine has been completed! The weapon angle has been reduced while still keeping it hitting low. This means that the bot won't flip itself over when it hits things. Hopeful Fluorine can now start to live up to its reactive namesake! #halogen #robotcombat #fluorine #chaos (at University of Florida) https://www.instagram.com/p/CiwFT2Ir2bV/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

alright I sent em in.

Please let me know what you think of them.

Also feel free to use my ideas in your own creations if you want to!

Hello there!

I was wondering if you would be interested in hearing my fnaf sb 3 star ending based ramblings/ideas? I've shown them to other people and have gotten a positive response.

If you do, let me know if you want me to send in all the ideas individually or all in one submission as they're a lot em

// *gets revived for a moment* who summoned me-/j

// howdy- even if I'm not very active in this writing blog- i still love fnaf,,,, qwq please, feel free to share! nwn✨✨✨

Brooooo the brainrot is consuming me alive-

I know a LOT of people are opposed to the idea of Inhuman!Gregory and find the GregBot/GregEvan theory very controversial (pretty much just like SentiAdrien from Miraculous Ladybug) but I freaking LOVE the trope of inhuman characters whom are masquerading as humans and has everyone around them think of them as just another human being. 

Especially if they were once human before tragedy struck in the form of their death, and them being ripped away from everything and everyone they ever loved and held dear and had their entire world crumble down to ash around them as they watched helplessly. 

Such good angst material, you know? I’d imagine it would be pretty traumatizing for a ten year old who was supposed to graduate from fifth grade but instead had his head and torso crushed inside the mouth of his best friend- during his birthday on a spring afternoon in 1983. Of course that would leave a pretty deep scar.

Not even that- I just created a whole backstory of messed up shit that happened to him afterwards, you know? Evan’s body gets repurposed- every cell, molecule, atom of his body fundamentally altered on the material level so that it’s not organic anymore, mixed in with robotics and remnant technology- his father sees him as his greatest creation- the first immortal lifeform, not just a soul being hosted inside of an empty husk of a body.

He was a cybernetic flesh puppet who was beyond human, but also not truly- there was a genuine consciousness within- the soul of his son, his youngest son, reborn inside, sleeping akin to a newborn that couldn’t be awoken no matter how hard one tried. William smiles- a twisted, deranged smile, knowing that the creation, an incredibly flawless and perfect replica of the regular human child that his son once was, was complete. And it was beautiful. Every thrum of power that made itself known in the form of a low hum of warmth and vibrations beneath his chest as it rose and fell, rose and fell with every steady, deep breath the creation took… the way his hands were folded over his chest as if in prayer, mouth only slightly ajar to reveal the thin crease of pearly white teeth within.

As if he never died.

Then, when the strange being awakens again after what feels like eternity, he is… confused, not to mention utterly time blind. Names linger on the tip of his tongue, but he can’t speak of them without a lump rising in his throat and a strange liquid brimming like brine on the edge of his eyes. Nothing lingers in his brain but the emotion of being perplexed and overwhelmed as his doll-like eyes blink so unnasumingly, large and gentle and compound in nature. 

The irises- dark like nebulous nights, the light reflected within glimmering like stars as they were lacking the little black dots of pupils to them entirely- they flicked around way too naturally to glimpse his surroundings of the dilapidated room- dark, cold, empty and falling into some degree of disrepair (it isn’t anything like the tomb-like chamber William stored him in when he was asleep, though is that even a memory?).

This isn’t how the world is supposed to be, he thinks to himself. This isn’t how the world works- dark and cold and empty and so, so terrible, with no knowledge of who I am or what I’m supposed to do. I’m supposed to be in my home, laughing and playing with my… my… my? My what? My who?

Things still feel wrong on a fundamental level, from the ground up as static lingers where his memories should be- a thick white fog that is impenetrable, that makes his head ring with sheer pain whenever he tries to push past it.

Or had things already been wrong to begin with? Had there been cracks since the beginning?

My family. My name. My home.

As the creation arbitrarily decides on a name- the title of the watchful and vigilant, “Gregory”, who’s eyes don’t let anything escape their encroaching, scrutinizing gaze- he stares down at his trembling hands, the grief within his heart waiting to be unlocked and flood every pore of his being until he had shed his last tear for the ruined past and the future that could never be in this time.

With every second that passed, as his being gradually trembled into consciousness more and more, the question was burned into his mind that he quaked as he thought about it, shook with ferocity and passion and desire, NEEDING NEEDING NEEDING to know moremoremoreMOREMOREMORESHOWMEMORE.

Who am I? He wants to ask to the heavens that remained out of reach- he was still tethered to the earth for god knows what reason. Why am I alive?

But out of his mouth comes trills and beeps that he arbitrarily writes on a miniscule slip of paper and sticks it to the box that he found, the things that he could do with just his hands still fascinating him so much. 

01110111 01101000 01111001 00100000 01101001 01110011 00100000 01101001

Why is I.

This is quite the well constructed theory/story idea. Personally I kinda, uh, hate the gregbot/greg is evan theory (the latter because I think the afton family has had its time in the sun and should be put to rest, except William lol). No offense.

However I won't knock anyone for believing it, and I have to say that this is probably one of the better posts on the subject. I can tell that a lot of passion and real effort went into it. The little segments that show the thoughts of...Grevan? Evagory? are really well made and show a lot of depth.

(I am not a writer so sorry if my complements seem repetitive :P )

Keep up the good work and idea making/explaining!

So I didn't do that well at Roboticon... I will try to explain what each of the photos are of. Photo 1 shows Chloride's condition immediately after its fight with Big G. I lost 2 wheels, sheared 4 wheel screws and lost an esc. The damage was so extensive I almost didn't make it to my next fight. Photo 2 shows some of the damage that Fluorine did to Aimbot Photo 3 shows the dent DropSaw put into my side while photo 4 was just me having some fun and also visualizing how he hit me. Photos 5 and 6 are more views of the damage, yeah that ain't getting fixed lol Photo 7 shows some damage he did to my rear and collapsed an attachment point Photo 8 shows Fluorine AH!'s condition after the event. Other than a bent lifting arm and 2 destroyed gearboxes, it still works! Photo 9 shows why Chloride stopped moving during its fight with DropSaw. He broke one of the leads on the DC converter. I removed it completely before I took the picture Photo 10 shows the actual DC converter. I ordered 2 new ones to replace it. So overall both bots went 2-2 if you include grudge matches. I hope to be able to fix most of the damage before Robot Ruckus next week. (at University of Florida) https://www.instagram.com/p/CkMdQgDL21w/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

What are your headcanons of the Fnaf security breach characters playing among us

I don't have any of those headcanons because I don't play among us.

However I would say that Greglin is the imposter, or at least would always act as one

I see you a lot in the tags and I wanted to check your blog out. I wasn’t sure if you were an Vanessa and Gregory only blog or not.

This is honestly more of a place just to place a bunch of random things that I make. More specifically my combat robots.

So I guess I'm not a Vanessa and Gregory blog, although admittedly most of my stuff here is related to the 2 of them. It is all done to try and inspire others to create things.