Ok. Just going to copy my FNaF fallout intros here.
FNaF. FNaF never changes.
Since the dawn of animatronic kind, when our robots first discovered the killing power of endoskeleton and Freddy suits, blood has been spilled in the name of everything: from endoskeletons to justice to simple, psychotic rage.
In the year 1987, after millennia of singing the same songs, the destructive nature of animatronic could sustain itself no longer. The world was plunged into an abyss of dead nightguards and Purple Men.
But it was not, as some had predicted, the end of the franchise. Instead, the Bite was simply the prologue to another bloody chapter of animatronic history. For animatronics had succeeded in destroying the frontal lobe - but FNaF, FNaF never changes.
In the early days, thousands were spared the horrors of the bad theories by taking refuge in enormous underground forums, known as /r/FiveNightsAtFreddys.
But when they emerged, they had only the hell of the youtube roleplayers to greet them - all except those in /r/FiveNightsAtFreddys. For on that fateful day, when fire rained from the sky, the giant steel door of /r/FiveNightsAtFreddys slid closed... and never reopened.
It was here you found the fandom. It is here you will leave the fandom. Because, in /r/FiveNightsAtFreddys: no one ever enters, and no one ever leaves.
FNaF. FNaF never changes.
When bad theories consumed the fandom, those who survived did so in great, underground forums. When they opened, their inhabitants set out across the ruins of failed forums to build new forums, establish new AUs, form new fandoms.
As decades passed, what had been the website named Tumblr southwest united beneath the flag of the New Rebornica Republic, dedicated to old-forum values of AUs and the rule of law. As the Republic grew, so did its needs.
Fans spread east, seeking forums and new members, in the dry and merciless expanse of the Youtube Comment Desert.
They returned with tales of a forum untouched by the theories that had scorched the rest of the fandom, and a great wall spanning the YouTube River.
The NRR mobilized its fandom and set it east to occupy the Good Theory Dam, and restore it to working condition.
But accross the river, another forum had arisen under a different flag. A vast army of fanart makers, forged in the conquest of 86 small forums: DeviantArt.
Four years have passed since the Republic held the Dam - just barely - against DeviantArts onslaught. The fanart makers did not retreat. Across the river, they gathered strength. Campfires burned, training drums beat.
Through it all, the New /r/FiveNightsAtFreddys Strip has stayed open for business under the control of its mysterious overseer, the moderators, and their army of rehabilitated theory makers and automoderators.
You are a courier, hired by the Youtube Comment Express, to deliver a package to the New /r/FiveNightsAtFreddys Strip. What seemed like a simple delivery job has taken a turn…for the worse.
FNaF. FNaF never changes. The end of the forums occurred pretty much as we had predicted. Too many users, not enough games or teasers to go around. The details are trivial and pointless, the reasons, as always, purely user ones.
The forums were nearly wiped clean of users. A great cleansing, an atomic spark struck by user hands, quickly raged out of control.
Spears of bad theories rained from the skies. Forum sections were swallowed in flames and fell beneath the boiling servers. The fandom was almost extinguished, its spirit becoming part of the background games that blanketed the internet.
A quiet darkness fell across the forums, lasting many years. Few survived the devastation. Some had been fortunate enough to reach safety, taking shelter in great underground forums. When the great darkness passed, these forums opened, and their inhabitants emerged to begin their hype again.
One of the northern forums claims they are descended from one such forum. They hold that their founder and ancestor, one known as the "Forum Dweller," once saved the world from a great evil.
According to their legend, this evil arose in the far south. It corrupted all it touched, twisting users inside, turning them into bad theorists. Only through the bravery of this Forum Dweller was the evil destroyed. But in so doing, he lost many of his friends and suffered greatly, sacrificing much of himself to save the forums.
When at last he returned to the forum he had fought so hard to protect, he was cast out. Exiled. In confronting that which they feared, he had become something else in their eyes...and no longer their champion.
Forsaken by his people, he strode into the internet. He traveled far to the north, until he came to the great Tumblr canyons.
There, he founded a small subreddit, /r/FiveNightsAtFreddys, where he lived out the rest of his years. And so, for a generation since its founding, /r/FiveNightsAtFreddys has lived in peace, its canyons sheltering it from the outside internet. It is a forum. Your forum.
But the scars left by the theories have not yet healed. And the fandom has not forgotten.