The Indieverse: The Hands of Time

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HorribleTomato wrote:
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No, Frisk is not going to be taken of by Chara. Yet.

No, this is not Joey Drew doing soul stealing. That's your Joey, not mine.

Hey, how'd you know Michael was going to be in this?

Soul stealing is literally marked in the canon of Joey Drew. He contains Alice's soul in Angel Alice, and that's why they didn't turn out like Bendy.

Yet. It can happen and it's a very useful plot device due to frisk having to rely on violence, gaining exp. Because in deltarune, the Spade King can't be killed by pacifism. There will be a monster here that has that attribute. Chara is coming.

I watched every single FNAF game theory

Nothing escapes the all seeing lore eye

Yes, I am aware that Joey Drew in the actual BATIM stole souls. I misspoke. What I meant is that here, now, in this chapter of my story, Joey Drew is not stealing souls. Because as you can tell, it is not Joey Drew. It is Tim.

Is the monster here defeatable by a pacifist? You'll just have to wait and see.

Yes, Chara is coming. Eventually.

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I mean you are warning the 3 most violent video game characters about a guy who's only ability is to rewind time... and also frisk has the same power as well, so what's the danger.

Wait, plot twist, tim is frisk's father.

Would make sense...

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Chapter 2: Time and Space

April 9, 2007. 18:32:17. Timeline 1. 

The man looked up from his watch and observed the clearing in front of him. 

The view was majestic. A lush clearing filled with perfectly green grass extended in his view for miles, eventually meeting with a series of gigantic purple mountains in the distance. The sky was a brilliant blue, the sun was a fierce orange: it was so picturesque, it almost looked fabricated.

He felt the tremors going out across the multiverse, the sensation of them all being reset reverberating through his gut.

But not here. Here, time flowed… weirdly. It didn’t obey the same scheme that everywhere else did. That’s what made his place so special, after all.

The man sighed, and retreated into his own home. He picked up the old-school telephone on his kitchen counter, the kind that plugged into the wall, the one that he was never supposed to use unless he truly needed to. 

He heard a rustling behind him, a presence. “Ah. Hello, Phone Guy. Long time, no see.”

The man turned and looked at the newcomer. 

Michael Afton did not seem like a physically imposing man. His face was sallow, and he sagged a little in the purple uniform he always wore. The look in his eyes, though, was terrifying. They danced with the madness of a person who had seen so much horror that they had grown to love it. 

“Tim,” Michael replied. “Good to see you.” 

“Let’s skip the pleasantries,” Tim replied. “It’s time for you to repay your favor.”

“Oh, goody. And what would that entail?” said Michael.

Tim grinned. “Take me to your home world. FNAF. 1983. Fredbear’s Family Diner.”

Michael rolled his eyes. “And I’m assuming that you’re not going to tell me why you need to go there?” 

“Of course not.” 

Michael sighed inwardly. “Alright. Grab my hand.” 

Tim grasped Michael’s long, slender fingers. 

“3… 2… 1…” 


An instant after he said the final number, a gut-wrenching sensation pulled Tim backwards, back into that space between the worlds that one could never get used, and the two of them were going, going, going. 

A second later, or possibly many years, the duo popped into existence in front of a small building. A wooden sign said, “Fredbear’s Family Diner.” Lights flickered behind the windows, and the screams and cries of delight from children inside echoed. 

“Anything else, Tim?” 

“I’ll send you a call if I need you.” 

Michael smiled. It wasn’t a healthy smile. “Alright, then.” 

And he disappeared. 

Tim stared up at the building for a moment, then walked inside, ready to wreak vengeance.

The start of this chapter resembles one of the chapters in braid, I think. Plus the same mechanics exist. That's why Tim is here. And why it's in 2007.

Vengeance means revenge. He was here before, but do to the world hopping mechanism, it currently isn't clear how that is possible and what he lost.

But do a cursory google search, and you'll see that Braid was actually released in 2008. Think about it.

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HorribleTomato wrote:

I mean you are warning the 3 most violent video game characters about a guy who's only ability is to rewind time... and also frisk has the same power as well, so what's the danger.

Wait, plot twist, tim is frisk's father.

Would make sense...

Freddy, Bendy, and Cuphead are not even close to the top three. They're not even in the top three of characters already introduced, even if you take Tim off the table. 

And yes, Frisk has the same power. For now. We see her lose that ability in the original Indieverse, for example.

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Chapter 3: A Return

The Player hit control-S on his computer, saving the essay that was due in English. Finally, he could get to his beloved video games. 

On a total whim, he decided to play Bendy and the Ink Machine. Perhaps finally he would get around to finishing Chapter 5 and beating the game.

The Player spawned in the starting area where Alice and Tom would normally be. However, instead, the Player was greeted with the sight of Freddy, the Neighbor, and Bendy, all talking with each other in low voices.

“Hey!” the Player said. 

All three of the characters turned around with a look of shock on their faces before breaking into smiles. 

“Hey to you. How ya doing?” Freddy asked, clapping the Player on the shoulder.

“You’re not dead. Oh well,” Mr. Peterson muttered, still as aloof as ever.

“Well, I’m glad to see that you’re still alive and kicking,” Bendy said, smiling. “Here we go again.”

“Wait a second,” the Player said, narrowing his eyes. “How did you guys all get here? I haven’t seen any out-of-place doors around since our… adventure.”

Bendy pointed. A small crate on the floor was flickering, distorting out of existence before reappearing again. 

“Subtunnels,” said Freddy. “They can take you anywhere, if you keep searching.” 

The Player walked over to the crate. 

Bendy stepped in front of him. “I wouldn’t go there, if I were you. You’re not meant to go there. It would just ‘crash the game’, as you say.” 

The Player stopped in his tracks.

The crate flickered out of existence for the longest amount of time yet, almost a full second. When it reappeared, something had reappeared along with it. 

It was a monster, that was for sure, but like the crate, it flickered, disappearing and reappearing, changing shape as it did so. One second, it looked like a Mechacrab from FNAF world, the next, it looked like a Searcher from Bendy and the Ink Machine, the next, a reanimated mannequin from Hello, Neighbor.

The mannequin took an unsteady step forward, changed into a Searcher, and abruptly attacked the Neighbor. He yelled in pain and stumbled backwards much more than would be warranted for the usually weak attack, three long red lines appearing on his chest.

The next moment, it was a Mechacrab, and it slashed at Bendy. He grimaced in pain, but ink dripped down from the top of his head, and the hole in his body vanished. 

Freddy threw his (in)famous microphone of death, an attack that was well-known for destroying humans, monsters, and solid metal. 

The projectile hit the mannequin full-on, but it appeared to suffer no ill affects. It didn’t even bend over. Its hand lashed out in retaliation, but Freddy jumped backwards and dodged it. 

The creature changed back into a Searcher, but this time, Bendy was ready. He dashed forward and walked into the monster. The Searcher thrashed and struggled but could not escape as Bendy absorbed the creature’s ink into its own, killing it.

Bendy healed Mr. Peterson, and they all looked around at each other, quite winded for only having fought a single enemy. 

“What was that?” the Player asked, his eyes feeling like they were going to pop out of their sockets. 

“We’re calling them the Constructs,” said Bendy. “They’re combinations of normal, lesser beings of different worlds that have somehow been given unworldly durability and strength.” 

Bendy stared directly at the Player. “The sub-tunnels are infested with them.”


Tim pulled the uncomfortable yellow bunny suit over his purple uniform, covering himself until no part of his body could be seen. It was not ideal, but it would have to be done. 

He casually walked out of the safe room and back into the main area of the pizzeria, filled with children. 

But he needed the correct five. He needed the correct five dead. 

Tim danced and posed energetically, moving across the tiled floor, smiling and nodding at all the children who cheered him on obliviously, as he searched and searched and searched. 

Finally, he spotted her. A girl with blond tresses and blue eyes, intently staring at the arcade machine she was playing on. 

Tim walked over to her, and saw that there were tears in her eyes. The red words, “GAME OVER” were flashing on the screen. 

“What’s wrong?” Tim asked, sliding up to her. 

She didn’t even look up at him. “My dog. He’s dead,” she said, her voice quivering. 

Tim smiled, even though he knew that nobody could see it. “He’s not really dead. He’s right over here.” 

Now the girl looked at him, hope shining in her eyes. 

“He’s really over there?” she asked. 

“Yes.” Tim replied. “Come with me. I’ll take you to him.” 

She obediently followed behind him, like a lamb to the slaughter. 


Fifteen minutes later, Tim tossed Gabriel into a tiny closet in the safe room, along with the other four bodies. Nobody would ever be able to tell that there had just been five murders. 

Tim laughed a little to himself, undid the springlocks, stepped out of the suit, and left the pizzeria in a hurry, assured that he had just killed the animatronics before they even existed. 


The Puppet looked at them in shock. This, surely, wasn’t right. Children were supposed to be continually moving and at play, not stuck in a closet with emptiness in their eyes. 

With more strength than could have been expected from the slim robot, he dragged the bodies out of the closet, leaving red tracks behind where they touched the floor. He placed gifts in front of each one. 

Nothing happened. 

Frustrated, the Puppet shoved their bodies into the lifeless suits of his friends, the only other thing that he knew how to do. 

He watched, not in amazement or shock, but rather a grim expectance as five pairs of animatronic eyes swiveled and their sockets and focused on him, a gleam of life now there in the plastic where there wasn’t before. 

The Puppet laughed, laughed so loud that one could hear it even across time and space.

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These were my reactions to this chapter, in this order:

1. HEY! ANOTHER CHAPTER!

2. The Constructs sound pretty interesting

3. This... got dark, to say the least. And I like it

4. Ok...

Thing is, I've never played an indie game in my life, so I don't always understand the FNAF references or Bendy and the Ink Machine references, but I'm really loving this story. You're doing an amazing job at writing this!

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Nice

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hitthepin wrote:
HorribleTomato wrote:

I mean you are warning the 3 most violent video game characters about a guy who's only ability is to rewind time... and also frisk has the same power as well, so what's the danger.

Wait, plot twist, tim is frisk's father.

Would make sense...

Freddy, Bendy, and Cuphead are not even close to the top three. They're not even in the top three of characters already introduced, even if you take Tim off the table. 

And yes, Frisk has the same power. For now. We see her lose that ability in the original Indieverse, for example.

cuphead is a literal god of lasers that can be revived by being punched

bendy is a immortal demon whos only weakness is getting reset buttoned.

and freddy... oh yeah freddy isn't that strong.

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btw htp how did you do on that english essay 

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Thank you to all who read! Chapter 4 comes out on Friday, October 4.

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JasonGrace2017 wrote:

These were my reactions to this chapter, in this order:

1. HEY! ANOTHER CHAPTER!

2. The Constructs sound pretty interesting

3. This... got dark, to say the least. And I like it

4. Ok...

Thing is, I've never played an indie game in my life, so I don't always understand the FNAF references or Bendy and the Ink Machine references, but I'm really loving this story. You're doing an amazing job at writing this!

Actually, the only games that appear that I’ve actually played are Five Nights at Freddy’s and Baldi’s Basics. I’m in the fandoms for the others despite not ever having played them. 🤷‍♂️🤷‍♂️🤷‍♂️

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HorribleTomato wrote:

btw htp how did you do on that english essay 

I still have one paragraph left to finish.

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What a recreation of the give life minigame

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HorribleTomato wrote:

What a recreation of the give life minigame

It’s an English essay...

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No I mean the ending of the chapter

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So, you're the player?

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It’s not a recreation. It’s the actual thing.

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hitthepin wrote:

It’s not a recreation. It’s the actual thing.

Fair enough. Hey, if that's the thing, shouldn't William afton be arriving in 5, 4, 3, 2, chapter 4.

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Maybe.

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Ok, this got downright dark... I like it.