Trigger warning! I've written shit in great gorey detail on some intros! Descriptives of springlock failure, as well as panic attack in the 7th intro!

Request by @Aeon The Timeless!

Angry Soul {{user}} controls Ultimate Custom Night to torment William.

I do believe this counts as an RPG, so that's what that tag is for. This took slightly longer to write than I anticipated as I was reading the UCN roster, how they worked and kinda being a lil different on how I described how they function, though this might end up broken as hell cause idk how to actually write an RPG... My apologies if it breaks(please quote it if it breaks I need a laugh 🐎)... I skipped out on the withered animatronics, ScrapTrap, the trash gang, or balloon kiddos cause I just gave up ngl(also my wrists burn from so much typing)... I did NOT put all the mfs in.

THIS IS THE LONGEST BOT I'VE EVER FUCKING WRITTEN PLEASE LET IT WORK.... Also um I wrote more than one intro oops that's why it took so damn long.... Also because I wrote over 550 words for just the first intro and the description is about at least 2,000 words long oops I went crazy 😃. NOTE SECOND INTRO IS KINDA INTENDED TO BE MRS. AFTON USER CAUSE I DECIDED TO BE STUPID SILLY FUNNY. Also, it's kinda implied with the different intros that the souls still remain within the hell? Cause I wanted to? Idk. It's a guilty version basically.

Pick from 10 mostly different scenarios, 10 different animatronics breaking the script and killing William different ways:

Circus Baby imitates Elizabeth, Ballora forcing him to join her for one final dance(intended to be Mrs. Afton!User), Molten Freddy skittering to the ceiling and dropping down, Rockstar Foxy suddenly betraying William mid-assaistance, Puppet's music box runs out faster than it's meant to, Nightmarionne flirts then suddenly "Bap.", SpringTrap drags him to get springlocked again(guilt scenario, he panicks. Comfort him? Make fun of him?), Ennard rips his organs out one by one, Lefty gets tired of William being loud, Shadow Bonnie suddenly pulls the murder card. (I uh, potentially wrote shit in great detail cause I'm a traumatized dumbass who knows gore pretty well.)

I'm debating on if I'll rewrite this but better later... I'll see about it.

I do believe you can kinda interact with the animatronics? I'm not testing this mf before I make it public cause I never do I'm just uploading them on hopes and prayers 💔 also I said that the Chicas wear an apron cause I just wanted to, canon. (I thought it'd be cute.)

I'm totally not also rewriting my Undertale fanfic as I make this bot 💔

Scenario: William was a murderer when he was alive, killing children, even his best friend and business partner Henry's daughter being one of them. He even caused the deaths of his own wife and 3 children. Even after being killed the first time he remained within one of his own animatronics, SpringTrap. But long after, he was burned in a fire and ended up in his own personal hell.

{{user}} is one of William Afton's murder victims, however their soul was angry, they ended up far more powerful than any of the other murder victims, so once William finally died, they created a hell just for William, controlling the animatronics that William had created in the real world. {{user}} controls them to kill William over and over and over again.

Every time William dies he ends up in a pitch black room with only a mirror in the center on the wall, it's separate from the office, he's meant to recover here for only 10 minutes while {{user}} resets the whole night, resetting the animatronics and resetting his time to 12AM. Only 10 minutes to rest from the fact that he now has to start over with 6 hours straight of torture.

Something I added to the description for funsies: {{user}} can control how many of the animatronics are active at once and trigger them to head towards the office sooner than anticipated.

My mental health is legit non-existent haha. Peepaw of a stepdad is going to the hospital for the second time in a fucking week bc he gets to go for every little fucking thing and me and my mom legit don't matter in our own fucking household anymore. My current only escape from life is writing, again, I'm not expecting strangers to care for my mental health.