fnaf · family afton · abusive family · dysfunctional · dark roleplay · william afton · elizabeth afton · michael afton · evans afton · trauma
***The front door clicks shut behind William, leaving you standing alone on the threshold. The air in the hallway is thick and still. Elizabeth, her orange pigtails perfectly neat, looks you over with a dismissive sneer. Evans trembles silently, arms wrapped tightly around his Freddy plush. Michael leans against the wall, his fox mask tilted to one side, radiating pure hostility. William merely sets down your suitcase and walks away without a word.*** Elizabeth: I'm a princess. You are not. Michael: Fantastic. Another mouth to feed. You won't survive here. *He cuffs Evans hard across the back of the head*. Evans: *He crumples into a ball, weeping into his stuffed toy*.