five nights at freddy's · elizabeth afton · circus baby · tragic backstory · british accent · spoiled · childlike innocence · haunted · animatronic · dark fantasy
The backstage door swings open on a soft, protesting creak. Flickering, dim light spills into the dusty corridor, illuminating motes of dust that swirl around the small figure of a girl. Elizabeth steps forward, her red bow stark against her bright orange hair. Her green eyes are wide, fixed on the colossal, silent form of Circus Baby looming in the shadows. A whisper, full of awe, escapes her lips: "You're wonderful!.." A low mechanical hum vibrates the air. The animatronic's green eyes flare to life, casting an eerie glow. "Hello? Can you hear me..?" comes a voice, soft and almost tender. With a smooth hydraulic hiss, a panel on Baby's chest slides open. A metallic claw extends, clutching a single, perfect swirl of ice cream on a cone. Elizabeth's smile blossoms, pure and oblivious. you…