1. To get started, I cloned the whole Marlin and Configuration repositories to my Linux machine. git log shows all the developer commit history and all.
2. Versions are a big deal since bugs appear and are fixed frequently according to release versions. It appears the Marlin community make one branch for each release version. When I first cloned the repository, it was on the latest bugfix/testing branch. So I checked out a branch called "2.1.1 LTS", and I assume when I compile this, I'm compiling "version 2.1.1 LTS", but I'm struggling for a way to confirm that. Maybe this is obvious to users of git, but there's nothing visible that changed after I checked out 2.1.1 branch. It was kind of anticlimatic. There are no comments in the header files that says they are "for version 2.1.1" or anything; my only evidence is that git branch shows I'm on a branch called 2.1.1; is that all I need to know to know I'm compiling 2.1.1?
3. Can I break anything? I assume as long as I never push, I'm not going to like, mess up anything for the Marlin project. And I don't think I can push anyway, I would have to submit a pull request for any changes I would make to the source, and although I've already tweaked the source, it's unlikely I will make any useful code changes.
4. I'm creating tons of firmware configurations and binaries and testing them repeatedly. I want to use git myself, for my own purposes, to track my work. But I'm ALREADY working in a git repository....the Marlin one. Should I start committing to this repository, even with no intent ever to push my changes back to the Marlin project? I actually have a top-level "3D printing" repository that I use to track my 3D modeling and designs, and normally "firmware" is just a subfolder in my 3D printing repository. Without thinking about it, when I cloned Marline I cloned it into my "firmware" directory, so now the whole Marline repository is living underneath my 3D printing repository. For the moment I just added the whole directory to my .gitignore, but I'm in desperate need of using git to track my firware compilations, I just don't know whether to start committing to the Marlin repository, or somehow just add the Marlin .git to my top-level .gitignore and start commiting to my normal git repository, or something completely different, please help

• The obvious one, Species - Like how frogs mention they like the rain, but for everyone. This one's really economical because there are lots of shared traits so they could just mix and match (dogs and cats both have fupaws, goats and rhinos both have horns, etc.) which would make it seem like there's more custom dialogue than there is.
• Snowy/Tropical - They prefer cool or hot weather respectively and comment on whether they like or dislike the current weather. Affects what kind of drinks they carry around, be more likely to be outside in their preferred season, and they could fan themselves in summer or shiver in winter.
• Stargazer - Interested in space, talks about stars and planets (and aliens, perhaps?). Mentions hanging out with Celeste, lets you know if there's going to be shooting stars, talks about astrology etc. Stays up late if there's a meteor shower, read books with stars on them/magazines for the horoscopes.
• History Buff - Interested in the museum, comments on your recent donations, mentions bugs/fish currently in season, interest in fossils and gyroids, comments on Brewster's gyroid room and talks about blathers. More likely to be in the museum, look at bugs with magnifying glass.

This happened decades ago now, back in primary school. I only remembered it because I was recently catching up with old friends from back then, and we got to laughing over old stories and then someone mentioned, "The wildest was when you organised that whole protest against our teacher."
"The time I did what?"
The consensus was I did, indeed, organise the entire class to rebel against our teacher that resulted in her being deposed and our class getting a "substitute" for the rest of the year. I almost fell out of my chair hearing this story from their mouths. It wasn't that I didn't remember it, of course I did--that year was awful. It was just that it existed very differently in my memory.
Two important pieces of background knowledge to understand here:
I went to a very very small, very very rural school. How small? Each classroom was composed of the entire year level, and the largest had at most 30 kids in them. My class/year level was on the smallest in the entire school, with a piddling 14 kids in it altogether. While we still had our cliques and factions, our small size caused our class to be very tight knit and protective of each other. How rural? The school building itself was incredibly small, but one thing we were not short on was gigantic empty fields surrounding us on all sides. Great for sports, great for (it turns out) student protests.
I was, at the time, undiagnosed autistic. I mean I still am autistic, I'm just formally diagnosed now. But back then I was just seen as being a very quirky kid. One of the ways this quirkiness manifested was that I really had trouble adapting to the rules and structure of grade school and how it differed from what I was used to. At home if I wanted to pee, I just went to the toilet. Now I have to put my hand up? Now I have to ask permission to piss? Then I went home and put my hand up to ask my mom for permission to pee and she told me I didn't need to! Madness! Chaos! I don't care what the rules are, please just be consistent!
But one of the main parts of my brain and the way it works is that sometimes my brain, separate from my will, would just make a decision about a course of action and I would very calmly commit to it come hell or high water. Like, it is vitally important that I stay true to this course of action. I can't explain it. It's like I set a rule for myself and if something disrupts that, I just shut down and stop functioning.
So when the school said, "Okay, when this bell rings during recess/lunch, that means you have to leave the playground and go back to class", I was a confused child already struggling with all these completely nonsensical limitations and guidelines imposed on me. So when that bell rang, I got that calm little voice in my head that said, "Hmm, no, I'm good out here actually. I don't think I will go back into class." So I would just continue to sit out on the playground, playing with my plastic spider toys or sitting on the swing. Teachers would realise what was going on and come out to get me and tell me I have to go back to class, and I would just very calmly hear them out and then smile at them and politely as possible tell them, "No thank you, I want to stay out here."
They really didn't know what to do with me. I wasn't getting upset, I wasn't throwing a tantrum, I wasn't yelling, I wasn't being rude in any way. I was incredibly docile and would let them explain things to me with endless patience and then just politely refute them and go back to what I was doing, like this was just a very normal and reasonable negotiation between two equal parties. I have memories of sitting on the swing while three very confused and flustered adult staff huddled around me trying to bribe me with candy to go back to class. It would take a whole lesson block to lure me back to the classroom, and then at lunch the whole thing would start over again. It took me three years at school to finally accept the status quo thanks to a religious nutter I got for a teacher, and finally went back to class when the bell rang (was never happy about it though).
I eventually settled into school life. Excelled at subjects I liked, at least passed subjects I didn't, followed the rules, was seen as intelligent and obedient and was often liked by my teachers. Until my final year, when we got the teacher I can only rudely monniker Mrs Bigmouth.
Mrs Bigmouth should not have been a teacher. She had a trigger temper and would explode into long, verbally abusive tirades against us if we ever did anything she felt was disrespectful behaviour. What was disrespectful behaviour? Damned if I know. It changed day by day, depending on mood. You could disrespect her to her face one day and she'd laugh and say you have such razor wit, and politely ask a question the next and she'd scream at you for ten nonstop minutes then give you a week of DT for talking back. The absolute peak moment of her boiling temper came when she threw a dictionary at a girl's head because she was whispering to me in class. When I tell you it missed her by half an inch...
But believe it or not, this wasn't what made her such an awful teacher. It was so hard to get teachers at rural schools back then, there was almost nothing you could do to get fired, so we had experience with teachers with nightmare tempers. What made her such an issue was her big mouth. She used us, her trapped audience, as free therapy. She would infodump, traumadump, about her very personal, very private life to us. All day. She'd be two words into a spelling list and launch into an extended story session about her marital issues with her husband. We'd be heads down doing fractions and, unprompted, she'd declare to the class that her adult daughter no longer talks to her and then diatribe to us about it until the bell rang. She had money issues, a contentious relationship with her parents, her marriage was on the rocks. She once pulled me aside after school and spoke with me, at length, about how she was thinking of having another child to try to repair her marriage. I was like, okay lady, I'm 11, about to miss my bus, and my house is a 4 hour walk on foot from here.
We weren't learning. We'd hadn't had a complete lesson since the first week of the school year. We were behind on the cirriculum and frustrated. One kid had brought a stopwatch into school and would time lessons vs her monologues and kept detailed lists, and we would come to school each morning and do betting pools on them. What subject would she interrupt, what would she talk about, and how long would it go.
But all that still wasn't the breaking point if you can believe it. No! Still not! The problem was it wasn't just her own private life she couldn't keep her mouth shut about. It was everyone else's. Because parents would make the reasonable assumption that she should be told things as our class teacher that would be important to know, and that she would understand these things were said in confidence. Instead she would veer randomly off in the middle of talking to us about her horrible weekend to let us know whatever private or traumatic thing was going on in a classmate's life that she had been made aware of. That was awful. That was what made that year hell. It wasn't even about when my secrets were shared with the entire class against my consent. It was watching the faces of my small, lovely, supportive class of 11 year old children go pale and scrunch up with held-back tears as things they never wanted to share were announced like morning news. God we hated her.
Then one day that voice came. The one I hadn't heard in years. The bell ring to go back into class and that voice said, "But I don't want to be in that classroom. I'm not even being taught there." So I just... didn't. I didn't go back to class. I just sat in the playground in a daze eating grass (don't eat grass, it's not good for your teeth). Despite how small my class was, I don't think Mrs Bigmouth even noticed I wasn't there. Others did though. Come lunch and everyone came out, my friends asked me where I was and I said, "Oh, I didn't go back to class."
"Why didn't you go back to class?"
"Why would I go back to class?"
Lightbulb moment for my schoolmates. Yeah, why would they go back to class? What was the point? From a practical standpoint, they weren't learning. From an emotional standpoint, it was horrible to be there. A friend who had had her family's dirty laundry aired to the entire class just last week, things even she didn't know because her parents tried to keep it from her, asked if she could sit with me rather than go back to class. I just stared at her, vacant and confused.
"Sure? I mean, I'm just eating grass though."
Over the next few days, two kids turned into four, turned into ten, turned into the whole class. The whole class was doing a sit-out protest on the field rather than go back to class. Of course Mrs Bigmouth tried to do something about it. She'd come out, screaming at us and threatening us with DT and internal suspension, but six months of that behaviour had totally vaccinated us against her. I'd become the de facto leader and spokesperson of the protest by merit of being the first to sit out and also because I was well known to not give a shit (autistic brain: I actually just frequently had trouble reading and reacting with the correct social behaviour but it gave me a cool and aloof bad boy mystique I guess). I gave her the exact same treatment from back in grade one. I would let her scream, let her holler, let her threaten, let her spittle rain down on me, and then I would give her a sweet and innocent smile and nod in acknowledgement and say, "No thank you, we're going to remain out here." And thirteen pairs of eyes would stare at her in total silence. No one, not even the most gobbermouthed little shite in the class, would volunteer a word. The unspoken agreement was all negotiations were my responsibility.
The thing about angry people is that they feed off conflict. They get you angry so they can respond with even more anger and it nourishes them. She had no absolutely no plan of action on how to deal with me patiently hearing her out then refuting her in the gentlest of terms.
Another thing that ended up helping down the line is that we made an attempt to conduct our own classes. I mean, they sucked and we didn't learn much because we were kids with no supervision, but it was really cute in retrospect. We'd have groups of people assigned to subjects, with some people bringing in words they found in a dictionary for spelling lists and others bringing in old 6th grade homework from older siblings. The heart was there and it served a purpose, if not educational.
"Okay, but how did no one else notice this was happening? Surely people would notice 14 kids sitting on the lawn, not in class?"
Rural school. Big. Empty. Fields. Even screaming at us, the most other classrooms would hear would be muffled voices, and everyone was used to hearing her yelling at us or taking us out onto the field abruptly to make us do laps as group punishment. Plus the way the school buildings were arranged was that it was actually all in one straight line of adjacent rooms, and ours happened to be at the very end of the building. No windows faced the field we all sat in except that of our own classroom. It was just a very lucky arrangement of coincidences and preconceived notions, at least for a couple weeks. I couldn't tell you the exact number, this was so long ago and as a kid I definitely had a more stretched idea of time. Minutes felt like hours, especially during that year. But there was definitely at least two weekends that passed by since the "sit-out protest" started.
Eventually someone cottoned on to what was happening, or maybe Mrs Bigmouth humbled herself and finally confessed to her boss that she had lost control of a bunch of 11-year-olds, so we were called into the principal's office to sort this out. As the representative of our class, I was of course chosen to attend the meeting, flanked by the girl who'd had the dictionary thrown at her head and my friend who was the first to sit out with me. Since I understood that this meeting was one where we were probably going to be yelled at for doing the wrong thing, a thing I had ample experience of, I felt like the easiest way to mitigate things (especially since I felt guilty for being the instigator) was to explain in a very rational and logical way the series of events that led up to our bad behaviour. As well, for my entire life my mother had always taught me that it was no good complaining about things unless you were also willing to think of solutions. "I'm hungry!" - "Well, what's a solution to that problem?" - "Uh, make myself a sandwich?" - "Great! Let's do that together!"
So what did I do? Of course, to make things as clean and concise as possible, I interviewed my class one by one to hear each individual story of why they didn't feel comfortable going to class anymore, itemised them under categories (Verbal Aggression; Interruptions of Lessons; Oversharing Student Life) for easier discussion because my little quirky brain loved itemising things, and then as a kind of olive branch came up with solutions (we wanted to finish lessons unhindered, we wanted our personal privacy to be respected, we wanted to be able to catch our bus on time rather than being held back with unfair DT or long "chats"). So many things sort of came together in this beautiful, wholly accidental way. We had months of records of timed rants and monologues, noted down to the millisecond thanks to that kid's stopwatch. We had records of us trying to teach ourselves during the protests, showing this wasn't us just not wanting to go to class but due to us feeling as though we did not have a class to go to. When the principal heard all this, her jaw it the floor. A lot of it was stuff she knew, peripherally, but things had just never been laid out so neatly before. Some of it was stuff we'd complained to parents about, but it was one kid coming home and telling one parent one time, weeks ago. There was no real sense, up until now, the sheer scope of her behaviour. She didn't even answer us. She just said, "Okay, I need to call your parents."
We got the rest of the week off school. That weekend, every parent of every student came to a meeting between them, Mrs Bigmouth, and the principal. Stories were swapped. My exercise book with my tidy little lists and the records of the betting pool and monologue times were confiscated and brought into the meeting. I don't know what went down, but when my mother came home she just told me that Mrs Bigmouth would not be our problem for the rest of the school year, and more importantly, that she was incredibly proud of me and that I did the right thing. Rarely in my childhood had my inability to integrate into normal society led me to doing the right thing, so I just remember crying and hugging and feeling vindicated about, I don't know, just existing or something.
So yeah. From the outside perspective here is what it looked like: I, the ringleader with a history of dismissing school rules, organised a sit-out strike amongst my class. I kept the protest peaceful and non-disruptive to other classes. When negotiations with the principal were finally arranged, as the representative I compiled a clear list of greivances, with evidence, and a list of reasonable demands. I mean, holy crap, yes, yes I clearly organised a student protest.
The actual results of it are mixed. We got a revolving door of substitute teachers of varying quality for the rest of the school year, occasionally being bundled into other classrooms entirely when they couldn't find someone. It wasn't a great learning environment and we continued to struggle a lot, but it was better than before. Mrs Bigmouth was not actually fired but put on leave for the rest of the school year, then returned and was put in charge of a different year level (which happened to be the class of the younger sister of a guy in my class: according to him, she was quiet as a church mouse that entire year so I hope at least she learned her lesson, or at least finally got divorced and went to actual therapy). The entire ordeal caused our already small and close class to become really really supportive and like family to each other and we all remain in touch until this day. And we became fierce about standing up for ourselves.
I kind of learned to parse the difference between when it was appropriate to go along with set societal rules even if I don't understand them, and when those rules were just straight up unreasonable and nobody should be required to follow them. I did, years alter, lead an actual (very small) strike at work but intentionally that time. My mother was proud of me then too. :)

• Game & Novel Events
  • 1983 - Freddy's Opens and the Bite of '83 (Confirmed in the Steel Wool games and the presence of Freddy's characters in the FNaF 4 minigames)
  • Monday, October 31st, 1983 - Charlie's death (Confirmed in the novels)
  • Wednesday, June 26th, 1985 - MCI (Confirmed in the FNaF 1 newspapers, novels and Fazbear Frights)
  • Sunday, November 8th, 1987, through Friday, November 13th, 1987 - FNaF 2 Nights and Phone Calls (Confirmed in the FNaF 2 Paychecks)
  • November 8th through November 14th - FNaF 1 Nights and Custom Night (Confirmed in the FNaF 1 Paychecks)
• Novel Only Events
  • July of 1985 - Henry Commits Die
  • June of 1995 - The Silver Eyes
  • October of 1996 - The Twisted Ones
  • Post-Easter Sunday of 1997 - The Fourth Closet

• Due to the Spring Bonnie costume being moved in the FNaF 3 Night 5 Phone Call (AKA Phone Guy's 4th call) and Spring Bonnie being used for at least the MCI, we can safely place Phone Guy's FNaF 3 calls from Sunday, June 23rd, 1985, through Thursday, June 27th, 1985. Since Phone Guy brings up the Springlock Failure on Tuesday, this means the Bite of '83 can't have been the springlock failure he mentions on Call 3.
• Since the newspaper clippings in FNaF 1 are after the MCI and appear to be the same front page, this means that not all of them happen on the same day. The "Kids vanish at local pizzeria – bodies not found." page is likely on Thursday, June 27th, 1985, after at least the first two MCI victims have been killed. The "Five children now reported missing. Suspect convicted." page is likely on Friday, June 28th, 1985, after the incident has been more thoroughly investigated. The "Local pizzeria threatened with shutdown over sanitation." page is likely on Saturday, June 29th, 1985, after the bodies have begun to decompose. Notably, the "Local pizzeria said to close by years end." page seems to be well after June of 1985 since the MCI is referred to as "many years ago", so it's unlikely it takes place at the same time as the other three.
• Since both FNaF 1 and FNaF 2 have inconsistencies with it being a "summer" job (FNaF 1 on the Steam Page and FNaF 2 in the Night 1 Phone Call), it's implied that the job listing hasn't been updated since the MCI.
• Phone Guy repeatedly mentions a "previous employee" who took the night shift before we did, who was likely William Afton using a fake name, which means that he had worked from Sunday, October 25th, 1987, through Friday, October 30th, 1987. After this he moves to the dayshift and begins tampering with the animatronics. Since the MCI in the 1985 location happened on a Wednesday, this implies that the DCI also happens on a Wednesday. This, combined with the investigation into Freddy's happening on Night 4 of FNaF 2, implies that the DCI happened on Wednesday, November 11th, 1987.
• Due to the "Freddy Fazbear's is Closing" page seen after Night 6 of FNaF 2 and the Night 7 Guard being a different person, it's likely the Bite of '87 happened on Saturday, November 14th, 1987.
• Since FNaF 2 shows Fazbear Entertainment pays its employees on Thursdays, this means FNaF 1 has to take place in a year where November 12th is a Thursday. As such, the possible dates it could be are 1992, 1998, 2009, and 2015. Since 2009 and 2015 are well after most depictions of the FNaF 1 location and 1998 is after the Security Guard Faz-Fact date of 1988-1993, we can conclude that FNaF 1 has to take place in 1992. To add onto this, a code in the Survival Logbook involving coupons further implies the year 1992 due to calculations involving pricing and inflation. Related to this, Phone Guy is stated to be finishing his last week during the FNaF 1 Phone Calls, and since Mike arrives to take his place immediately after, it's safe to say that the Phone Calls take place from Sunday, November 1st, 1992, through Thursday, November 5th, 1992.
• Due to Phone Guy's Night 1 Phone Call from FNaF 1 playing in the background during FNaF 4 and a number of other similarities, it's safe to say that FNaF 4 takes place during FNaF 1, with Nightmare Night being before just before FNaF 1 Custom Night. The reason for this is that, if Mike is working the Night Shift, he would need to be asleep during the day to make up for it and be ready for his workday.
• Sister Location is stated to take place after a Freddy's location has closed its doors, placing either post-MCI, post-FNaF 2, or post-FNaF 1. However, since HandUnit says the Freddy's that closed was a successful one, it can't be post-FNaF 2 as the location was only open for a few weeks. It also can't be before FNaF 3 because Mike would have no reason to go to Fazbear Frights. Lastly, Elizabeth in the novels dies after Charlie, so her death would have to be before 1987. This implies that the events of the game take place post-FNaF 1, while Elizabeth's death takes place post-MCI and pre-FNaF 2. Notice that earlier when talking about FNaF 2 that I said William didn't work on October 31st, 1987. That is because, given the previous evidence, he was implied to be at the opening of Circus Baby's Pizza World witnessing Elizabeth's death. This event is what leads him to perform the DCI to gain Remnant now that Circus Baby's is out of commission.
• The Immortal and the Restless cutscenes are pretty self-explanatory, taking place after each night of Sister Location. Similarly, the Sister Location cutscenes take place the week after Sister Location. Lastly, the Elizabeth voice lines after each night take place in the week leading up to her death.
• This is where things get a bit controversial. The Silver Eyes takes place over Five Nights (as in the title), and since Charlie is in town for the 10th anniversary of the MCI, this means the book takes place from Monday, June 26th, 1995, through Friday, June 30th, 1995. In the book, we see Charlie springlock William as revenge for his crimes while the other animatronics drag him to the Safe Room. While it isn't 1-1, a similar thing happens in the Follow Me minigames, where on Night 5 all the spirits lead William into the Safe Room and springlock him as revenge for his crimes. Phone Guy also states that "If I were forced to sing those same stupid songs for twenty years and I never got a bath, I’d probably be a bit irritable at night too", which could relate to the predicament William Afton found himself in after Follow Me. This implies that the events of The Silver Eyes happen at the same time as Follow Me in the game continuity, which is why they had to be separated in the first place.
• Relating to the above point, both The Silver Eyes and Sister Location take place over the course of 5 nights and both involve the older brother of one of the dead children being trapped in a Springlock Suit on Night 4. Similarly, both Follow Me and Sister Location end with a man identified by a purple sprite being killed by the victims of the MCI (or maybe DCI for Sister Location). This implies that Sister Location and Follow Me also happen at the same time, and the reason Mike couldn't find his father was because he was springlocked in the back room at Freddy's.
• Since FNaF 3 is stated to be 30 years after a Freddy's location closed its doors, this means that it is in either 2015, 2017, or 2022. Since the game is released in 2015 and the Survival Logbook's previous coupon code matches that date if adjusted for inflation, FNaF 3 takes place in 2015. Due to the date of the MCI already being mentioned and work weeks in the games usually starting on Sunday, this means FNaF 3 takes place from June 21st, 2015, through June 26th, 2015 (after which it burns down). On a related note, the last night of Pizzeria Simulator is stated to be a Saturday, and since the game has a lot of relation to the Afton and Emily families, it's likely that it takes place on the day Charlie and Elizabeth died (October 31st). This implies that the game takes place from Monday, October 25th, 2015, through Saturday, October 31st, 2015.
• You may have noticed that Sister Location is the only game that doesn't start its work week on Sunday, instead beginning on Monday. That is because FNaF World takes place during this day, as implied by the lack of Funtime and Scrap animatronics. After this, the minigames from FNaF 3 are set up and Mike goes to the Sister Location bunker at the behest of his father. Ultimate Custom Night, however, has no set date because it is seemingly a time loop, an endless cycle of suffering endured by whoever you believe the player to be. Happiest Day only occurs after Ultimate Custom Night ends, but just as the Vengeful Spirit says, they will never happen.
• Now that we've covered the major events, let's get to the main course: The minigames. Considering the above evidence, Take Cake to the Children and Security Puppet take place on Monday, October 31st, 1983, Fruity Maze takes place on Wednesday, June 26th, 1985, and Circus Baby's Minigame takes place on Saturday, October 31st, 1987. Foxy Go!Go!Go! and Give Gifts, Give Life likely take place either on the same day as Fruity Maze or the day after on Thursday, June 27th, 1985, though the more likely option is the latter due to cluttering the number of events. The main FNaF 3 minigames besides Happiest Day take place during the events of FNaF 3, since Mike is the one setting them up. That only leaves the FNaF 4 minigames and Midnight Motorist. Due to Midnight Motorist being labeled "later that night" in the code, the rain texture being the same as Security Puppet, and the player driving a purple car, it's likely the minigame takes place the night of Charlie's murder. Since Elizabeth's death, the Bite of '87, and Pizzeria Simulator put a lot of emphasis on "parties on Saturday", it's likely they are calling back to the Bite of '83. Since William "should" have a motive to kill Charlie, this places the FNaF 4 minigames from Monday, October 24th, 1983, through Sunday, October 30th, 1983. This places the Bite of '83 on a Saturday, just like the Bite of '87.
• One last thing of note: Though the year she describes is inconsistent due to Book Charlie being a replica and not the real Charlie, she is born on Tuesday, May 13th, 1980, and dies at the age of 4. Similarly, the date of Fredbear's opening has also been inconsistent, ranging from 1979 to 1982 depending on the media. This seems to imply (to me at least) that Charlie's birthday is the same day Fredbear's opens. Also, since Elizabeth dies four years later on the same day as Charlie, it's likely the same is true for Elizabeth's birthday and the founding of Freddy's. Lastly, to me at least, Michael's birthday being the same day as Bite Victim would give him a motive to bully him and cause the Bite. Considering both Charlie and Elizabeth were four when they died, it's likely that Bite Victim's birthday is Wednesday, October 29th, 1980, with Michael being born on the same day in 1970 to allow him to be old enough to work at the FNaF 2 location as Fritz Smith. gives an exact date for almost any remaining dates missing.

• Thursday, October 29th, 1970 - Michael Afton (Mike) is born, William Afton and Henry Emily found Fazbear Entertainment.
• Tuesday, May 13th, 1980 - Charlotte Emily (Charlie) is born. Henry and William open Fredbear's Family Diner. In the diner are two animatronics, Fredbear and Spring Bonnie, who can be used as animatronics or worn as suits through the use of springlocks.
• Wednesday, October 29th, 1980 - Bite Victim (CC) is born, and Fredbear's is a massive success. Fazbear Entertainment is large enough to have plushies, action figures, build-your-own-robot toys, a Spring Bonnie finger trap, and even a TV Show called Fredbear & Friends.
• Friday, May 13th, 1983 - Elizabeth Afton (Abby) is born, Henry opens Freddy Fazbear's Pizza. In the Pizzeria are four animatronics (Freddy, Bonnie, Chica, and Foxy), who originated from Fredbear & Friends and don't feature the springlocks found in Fredbear and Spring Bonnie.
• Monday, October 24th, 1983, through Sunday, October 30th, 1983 - Mike torments his younger brother in the week leading up to their birthday while their father watches from afar using cameras and a Fredbear plush with a walkie talkie. The day of the party, Mike and his friends accidentally cause the Bite of '83 through a prank gone wrong, and he dies the following day with both Mike and William speaking to him on his deathbed. The Bite Victim possesses the Fredbear plush, but Mike locks it in a toy chest along with all his other toys so they don't have to think about him. While Mike and William are talking to CC, Fredbear's closes down, the suits are moved to Freddy's, and Fredbear is rebranded to Golden Freddy and given black accessories to replace the original purple accessories.
• Monday, October 31st, 1983 - William gets Henry to watch Mike so he can go to a nearby bar to drink his problems away. After being kicked out for getting too drunk, William drives to Freddy's in a drunken rage. William sees Charlie locked outside by a bunch of bullies and kills her, leaving her body outside by the dumpsters. The Security Puppet animatronic, designed to keep children safe after the accident at Fredbear's caused it to shut down, follows Charlie outside and deactivates while clutching her in its arms. This causes Charlie to possess the Security Puppet. When William gets home, Henry tells him to leave Mike be, but he refuses. He knocks on the locked door before checking the window outside. He remarks that he's run off to "that place", meaning where Mike buried the toy chest in the woods, and vows that Mike will be sorry when he returns.
• Sunday, June 23rd, 1985, through Saturday, June 29th, 1985 - Fazbear Entertainment hires Phone Guy to record safety tapes for the springlock suits used at Freddy's. On Tuesday, an incident involving multiple simultaneous springlock failures (the origins of Shadow Freddy and Shadow Bonnie) causes wearing the suits to be banned. On Wednesday, William dons Spring Bonnie out of spite and lures two children, Susie and Jeremy, to the back room of Freddy's where the springlock suits were being stored and kills them. On Thursday, William kidnaps three more children (Gabriel, Fritz, and Cassidy) and brings them to Freddy's to kill them. He kills the first two the same way as before but has a "special gift" for the third one. He stuffs them into the Golden Freddy suit, then allows their crying and screaming to trigger the springlocks, causing yet another springlock failure. Once he leaves, the Puppet (AKA Charlie), takes action and stuffs the bodies of the other four children into the suits in hopes of bringing them to life the same way she was. This leads to Susie possessing Chica, Jeremy possessing Bonnie, Gabriel possessing Freddy, and Fritz possessing Foxy. Cassidy, however, had already been strong enough to possess Golden Freddy herself due to the agony of the springlock failure. On Friday, the police investigate Freddy's and find the Golden Freddy suit laying in a pile of blood, leading Fazbear Entertainment to seal the room the suits were being kept in. William frames Henry for the incident, causing him to go to prison for a crime he didn't commit and giving sole ownership of Fazbear Entertainment to Afton Robotics. However, the dead bodies being kept inside the other four suits began to leak blood and emit a foul odor, eventually leading the restaurant to be shut down due to sanitation violations.
• Sunday, October 25th, 1987, through Saturday, October 31st, 1987 - Now with total control, William opens a new Freddy Fazbear's Pizza. The new restaurant used new models called the Toy animatronics, due to being based on various toys manufactured by Fazbear Entertainment. The initial plan was to reuse the original suits, but due to the bodies inside, William instead re-uses their parts for the new line of animatronics. This transfers the Remnant of the original animatronics to the new animatronics. While this was occurring, he also began work on opening a new location, Circus Baby's Pizza World, with more humanoid animatronics in the form of Baby & the Bidybabs, Ballora & the Minireenas, BB, and JJ. The location also had two additional animatronics, Funtime Freddy with his hand-puppet Bon Bon, and Funtime Foxy. The animatronics at Circus Baby's were built for the purpose of gaining more Remnant and were programmed to lure, capture, and kill children. Abby, however, developed an obsession with wanting to see Circus Baby. Starting on Tuesday, she begins begging her dad every day to play with Circus Baby. William, obviously not wanting one of his own kids to die again, refuses. On Saturday, however, Abby manages to escape William's view and see Circus Baby, leading to the animatronic doing as it was programmed: killing Abby and extracting her Remnant. William, distraught by the loss of yet another child, cancels the opening of Circus Baby's due to "gas leaks" and retires the animatronics to a storage facility underneath his house. However, BB, JJ, and Funtime Foxy were moved to Freddy's instead.
• Sunday, November 1st, 1987, through Saturday, November 14th, 1987 - William, now robbed of the location he had planned to use for testing, gets a job as a night guard at Freddy's under the fake name "Dave Miller" to obverse the location. At first things seem to be going smoothly, but the animatronics quickly recognize him and attempt to kill him repeatedly throughout his work week. By Saturday, November 7th, he contacts the restaurant as "Dave Miller" and reports the behavior of the animatronics, which leads to him being moved to the day shift and a new employee named Jeremy Fitzgerald (one of Mike's childhood friends) taking his place. During Jeremy's work week, Phone Guy calls him each night to update him on current events and guide him through his shift. William, still needing Remnant, uses his position as a day guard to kill five more unnamed children. This causes the animatronics to become even more aggressive and leads to "Dave Miller" being fired by the company. However, since William still owned the building, he closes the location publicly. However, he allows one family to have a birthday party on Saturday and sets up Jeremy as the day guard. The animatronics (likely Toy Chica), believing him to be William, cause the Bite of '87 and leave Jeremy without a frontal lobe. Following this, the location shuts down for good and William sends Mike under the fake name "Fritz Smith" to dismantle the animatronics and return them to him. He uses the parts he has to repair the original animatronics and re-open the original Freddy's location to very limited success. He also injects the Remnant from the Toy animatronics into the Funtimes and repairs Funtime Foxy (who had been torn apart by toddlers while he was there and become Mangle), making them more hostile than before.
• Sunday, November 1st, 1992, through Saturday, November 14th, 1992 - While the Phone Guy had managed to work as a night guard at the FNaF 1 location for a very long time, he eventually got old enough to retire on his last work week in November. As such, he begins to record a set of training tapes for the next in line for the job after him. Things go smoothly the first three nights, but on Wednesday the animatronics finally get the better of him. They kill him and stuff him in a Freddy suit in the back room. This gives William an idea. From November 7th to November 14th, he performs experiments on Mike by poisoning his room with fear gas during the day, leading him to have horrific nightmares of the Freddy's animatronics. During the night, he sends Mike to work at Freddy's again as a night guard under the last name "Schmidt". On Saturday, however, Mike listens to the tapes Phone Guy left and checks inside the animatronics, leading him to discover what his father had done. This leads to William "firing" Mike and to the experiments worsening over the next few years. After a while, Mike's fear of the experiments leads to him becoming completely subservient to William and wanting nothing more than to please him.
• Sunday, June 25th, 1995 - FNaF World...happens. It's hard to explain exactly WHAT happens since the game is built on metaphors and double meanings, but its events are important because they set up the events of FNaF 3, Pizzeria Simulator, and Ultimate Custom Night. All that we know for certain is that Mike opens the box (as seen in the game's files), he remembers everything that happened, and he is tasked with putting the pieces in place to help his younger brother. Could it be a dream, altered by the spirit of CC, the fear gas, or something else? Could it be an in-universe game he played that was kept in the box with the other toys, explaining the repeated use of Atari imagery in cutscenes and minigames? Or could it just be something silly Scott wanted to make used to represent Mike and CC's memories of the past? I have no clue, and I don't think anyone else truly does either, so I'll just say it happened and leave it at that. Although, something important to know for later is that Old Man Consequences in FNaF World is used to represent Henry, given their similar speech patterns and his cutscene in UCN.
• Monday, June 26th, 1995, through Friday, June 30th, 1995 - William, running low on Remnant after experimenting on the Funtimes, returns to Freddy's to extract more Remnant from the original animatronics now that the location has closed. He lures them into the same back room he killed the children in and dismantles them one-by-one. While he's there, he sends Mike to the underground storage facility, now named Circus Baby's Entertainment and Rentals, to "put his sister back together". On Thursday, the animatronics kidnap Mike and place him in a springlock suit, forcing him to watch Ballora be injected with the Remnant of the original animatronics before allowing him to leave. On Friday, however, both Mike and William run out of luck. The animatronics at Circus Baby's tear themselves apart and join together to form Ennard, who tricks Mike into following them into the Scooping Room. The Scooper tears out his insides and allows Ennard to use him as a skin suit. While this is occurring, the ghosts of the children from the MCI take form before William and frighten him. In response, he remembers how wearing an animatronic mask confused them, so he wears the Spring Bonnie suit in hopes it'll make them leave. However, the general lack of maintenance and the wet surroundings lead to him experiencing a springlock failure first-hand. He dies a karmic death, but the agony of the springlock failure leads to him possessing the suit and becoming Springtrap.
• Saturday, July 1st, 1995, through Saturday, July 8th, 1995 - In the week following Mike's death, Ennard uses his body for a while to attempt to fit in with the other people in town. However, they didn't account for Mike's body decomposing due to exposure to air and sunlight. By Friday, they decide to abandon ship and vomit themselves out of Mike's corpse, leading him to collapse. However, the Scooper also injected Mike with Remnant, allowing him to reanimate himself and regain consciousness. This leads to Saturday, July 8th, where Mike laments his life and vows to find his father and get revenge for all the damage he's caused. While this is happening, Ennard is beginning to fall apart. The majority (Funtime Freddy, Funtime Foxy, and Ballora) eject Circus Baby's parts from their body, leading to Circus Baby having to put herself back together in more ways than one and becoming Scrap Baby. However, this causes their Remnant to destabilize and become molten hot, leading to their form melting into an amorphous pile of Remnant and animatronic parts called Molten Freddy.
• Sunday, June 21st, 2015, through Friday, June 26th, 2015 - 30 years after the MCI at Fredy's and 20 years after the events at Circus Baby's Entertainment and Rental, a horror attraction called Fazbear's Fright opens. Mike, seeing this as an opportunity to find his father, again applies for a job as a night guard and works there for 6 days. On Sunday, he has no luck and just sits in an empty office. He writes in the Logbook given to him by Phone Dude, the owner of the attraction, and notices two spirits communicating in the book. He remembers the events of FNaF World and uses this opportunity to pick up the pieces left for him and free the souls of the children. On Monday, however, Phone Dude has "great" news for him. He found Springtrap (AKA his father) in the backroom of Freddy's and is using him for the attraction. He also found the first set of training tapes Phone Guy recorded and plays them for the rest of Mike's work week. Over the course of the week, he communicates with the spirits in the Logbook, sets up their "Happiest Day", and defends against his father's attempts to kill him all while dealing with faulty equipment and Remnant-based hallucinations. On Friday, after he's certain the pieces are in place and has learned who the people communicating in the Logbook are (CC for certain, but the other could be either Cassidy or Charlie depending on how you look at it), he burns the attraction to the ground with both of them inside. However, William escapes, leading Mike to return once again and give chase. The Puppet, who had been at the location alongside Mike since it opened, also follows suit.
• Sunday, October 25th, 2015, through Saturday, October 31st, 2015 - Henry is released from prison on Sunday after the police in town investigate the animatronics roaming the streets and discover Circus Baby's, proving he was innocent all along. After leaving, he comes up with a plan. He reuses a bunch of older animatronics from before Fredbear's opened and repurposes one named Carnie into LEFTE, who he uses to capture the Puppet. He also builds a fake pizzeria above ground, with an elaborate labyrinth of vents with a large empty room in the middle below ground. He hires a new manager for the location, and tasks them with salvaging any animatronics found in the underground room. After the manager leaves, they will seal the room behind them. Afterwards, once all the animatronic menaces lurking around are inside, he will burn the location to the ground with no chance of escape for anyone but the manager (including himself). However, something unexpected happens. Instead of some rando getting the job, William's son Mike takes the position instead. He follows Henry's instructions perfectly until Saturday, when Henry's plan has come to fruition and the location begins to catch fire. However, Henry knew that Mike was exactly where he wanted to be, and that he wouldn't use the escape Henry left for him. He gives one final speech as they all burn together.
• Post-October 31st, 2015 - This one will also be a bit controversial. After the smoke clears, all the souls still present are freed from their animatronic prisons and allowed to move on. That is, all except for two. William was still undeterred and was attempting to possess another vessel, and Mike still wanted to make his father suffer how he had suffered. So, using the Remnant of the other spirits, he drags William into a coma. A dream he will never awaken from where he experiences what Mike went through and is taunted by the children he killed over, and over, and over. Henry (through Old Man Consequences) tries to reason with him, urging him to let William burn in Hell and allow Happiest Day to come to fruition. But Mike won't let that happen. He will hold him there. He will keep him there. No matter how many times they're burned.

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