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[dve-mllr]

The Man Behind the Slaughter

WILLIAM AFTON/FRANCIS MOSSES/VINCENT CHARBONNEAU RP BLOG

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PENNED BY KAY, est.09/02/2024

[dve-mllr]

So...

Hi

been a while, huh?

[kotyazhuk]

tried to copy Rachel's style

[6am-saveme]

Starter for @dve-mllr utc!

Rody genuinely didn't mean to lose his balance with the wine glasses sat precariously on the tray he was holding. In fact, he had always been so careful in the past, no matter how busy the restaurant got or how many people needed him, He had gotten much better at attending to people's needs over time, able to move from one table to another effortlessly.

It didn't matter that he was being worked extra hard that evening or that he could barely feel his feet as he rushed from the main restaurant to the kitchen with every order. Rody's hands were as steady as ever, as were the trays he held.

They had to be, especially because he could feel his boss's eyes staring straight at him every now and again, and he definitely didn't want to mess up when he was watching. And so he made sure to work extra hard whenever he knew that Vincent was keeping an eye on him.

That was why it didn't make sense when suddenly, his legs gave way when he was carrying a tray of wine glasses filled to the brim. It was like someone had deliberately kicked his feet from behind so he would fall, but Rody never got the chance to see because he was falling, and worse still, right into his boss, who wasn't looking at the time.

He tumbled into him, the wine splashing between them as the glasses toppled to the ground, Rody along with them. He heard the smash of the glass, as well as a few shards cutting into his skin, but he was too focused on looking up at Vincent, eyes wide with horror. "I- Vincent, sir... I am so sorry!"

[dve-mllr]

Vincent had kept an on Rody for most of the day. Not because he was suspicious of him but more worried. Some cooks had spoken about him in the kitchen (but promptly was... punished) but additionally, he had received complaints from patrons.

He knew Rody was a hard worker, he never let him down. He turned up at work on time, stayed overtime, and spoke to Vince too.... He couldn't hate or fault him. He was a good worker.

Which is why he was confident enough to look away to speak to a patron whilst Rody was working. He heard the gasps and yells before he heard the smashes of glass. He gasped himself when red wine spilled across his uniform but he was more focused on pulling Rody up.

"Don't lie there!" He yelled, but it was clear he wasn't angry. He was worried, maybe even scared. He pulled Rody up quickly, checking him over for cuts, wincing as he went to pull glass out of his skin.

[6am-saveme]

The sudden splash of the wine against his clothes and skin stunned him more than the sharp pain of his body hitting the floor and the glass cutting through his skin. Rody also noticed that patrons were still watching everything that happened and his face flushed red with embarrassment, eyes stinging with tears after.

"Let me get something to clean this up with!" In truth, he just wanted to go back into the kitchen and disappear forever, but he assumed that Vincent would want him to clean up the mess that he created, which was understandable.

Rody shook his head quickly as he looked down at his arms, too stunned to notice the pain anymore, mindlessly tugging the shards of glass out without a care, not in any pain, even though his body was aware that he should be.

There was more that he wanted to say, like apologising again for what happened and promising Vincent that everything was fine, but it took a while for him to hear past the ringing in his ears. The yell had startled him, though Rody did know that it was just because he was afraid for him. "V-Vincent, I promise, it's okay... let me get a mop to clean up out here..."

[dve-mllr]

"It's not okay! Look at you!" He called for assistance, for someone to clean up and take over Rody's duties whilst he gently lead Rody out of the dining area.

He gently tugged him around the kitchen into his office instead but he didn't stop there, not until he gently pulled him to the stairs leading up to his apartment.

His heart was racing, worry and fear overtaking his mind and heart. He was worried for Rody! What if he was hurt really bad!

Vincent didn't stop until they were both in his bathroom. "Take your shirt off," He spoke plainly, trying to hide the worry he felt as he grabbed a first aid kit from under the sink, a pair of tweezers and bandages at the ready.

[6am-saveme]

Starter for @dve-mllr utc!

Rody genuinely didn't mean to lose his balance with the wine glasses sat precariously on the tray he was holding. In fact, he had always been so careful in the past, no matter how busy the restaurant got or how many people needed him, He had gotten much better at attending to people's needs over time, able to move from one table to another effortlessly.

It didn't matter that he was being worked extra hard that evening or that he could barely feel his feet as he rushed from the main restaurant to the kitchen with every order. Rody's hands were as steady as ever, as were the trays he held.

They had to be, especially because he could feel his boss's eyes staring straight at him every now and again, and he definitely didn't want to mess up when he was watching. And so he made sure to work extra hard whenever he knew that Vincent was keeping an eye on him.

That was why it didn't make sense when suddenly, his legs gave way when he was carrying a tray of wine glasses filled to the brim. It was like someone had deliberately kicked his feet from behind so he would fall, but Rody never got the chance to see because he was falling, and worse still, right into his boss, who wasn't looking at the time.

He tumbled into him, the wine splashing between them as the glasses toppled to the ground, Rody along with them. He heard the smash of the glass, as well as a few shards cutting into his skin, but he was too focused on looking up at Vincent, eyes wide with horror. "I- Vincent, sir... I am so sorry!"

[dve-mllr]

Vincent had kept an on Rody for most of the day. Not because he was suspicious of him but more worried. Some cooks had spoken about him in the kitchen (but promptly was... punished) but additionally, he had received complaints from patrons.

He knew Rody was a hard worker, he never let him down. He turned up at work on time, stayed overtime, and spoke to Vince too.... He couldn't hate or fault him. He was a good worker.

Which is why he was confident enough to look away to speak to a patron whilst Rody was working. He heard the gasps and yells before he heard the smashes of glass. He gasped himself when red wine spilled across his uniform but he was more focused on pulling Rody up.

"Don't lie there!" He yelled, but it was clear he wasn't angry. He was worried, maybe even scared. He pulled Rody up quickly, checking him over for cuts, wincing as he went to pull glass out of his skin.

[6am-saveme]

"Mmm, hello?" Francis called out, looking around the building. It was a very strange environment, somewhere he had never seen before. Francis frowned when he couldn't see somewhere to give his ID so he just clutched it to his chest, desperately looking around.

Funtime Freddy peeked out at the new visitor from the safety of the Breaker Room, faceplates rippling with interest as he watched the new stranger. How fascinating. He wasn't dressed in the typical purple of a security guard, and he certainly didn't have the confidence or personality of a guard. Freddy tilted his head as he waited for the other individual to come closer, changing his voice as best as he could to mirror the 'intruder' exactly, an amused "Mmm, welcome... haven't seen you around before..." the voice replied. It was hard to keep the voice sounding bored and dull, but he managed it.

[6am-saveme]

As soon as Francis laid eyes on him, no matter how briefly, Funtime Freddy lunges forwards until his face was just a few inches away from his, faceplates popping out of place, revealing his endoskeleton head underneath, tangles of wires and teeth, wide eyes staring lifelessly. A second later and it had passed, and his face was fixed back in place.

"Well, he-hello, friend! It's ni-nice to meet you!" Now he had been seen, he allowed his voice to change back to his own, words glitching together slightly. He took the papers with a grin, looking down at the ID card with interest.

This new friend looked nothing like the person in front of him! Well, she did, somewhat. The same tired eyes, the exhausted expression... And yet... Where did her beautiful hair go? Why would she cut it? She looked so different, just like a man! Why would she do that to herself?

A scan of her body told him exactly what he wanted to know. So she was pretending to be a man. The scars on her body, those horrible scars... That was where the truth was. "Are you be-being honest with me, fr-friend? Are you ex-exactly who you say you are...? You look so different..." His tone was cheerful and soft, so friendly, but his words were cutting and harsh. "Why wo-would you change your hair, hm? You looked so much prettier with it so long..."

[dve-mllr]

Francis couldn't help the scream that left him as he jumped back, panic across his face but it passed within a second and wasn't sure if it had actually happened. "Mm, what?" He exclaimed in a panic.

He slowly handed his things over. Doppelgangers had been more common now so perhaps this robot was a way to protect people? He wasn't sure...

The words were so cutting, it was as if Francis had been stabbed with the look of pain and hurt that crossed his face. He snatched his documents back, a hurt "They haven't been updated yet. Yes, I am Francis. I hated my long hair. That's why I cut it."

[6am-saveme]

Funtime Freddy laughed in delight when he heard Francis scream, clapping with happiness. He loved the sound of screams, the fear that was hidden behind the broken voices, the horror on their faces as their whole world crumbled. It was perfect for him!

But the look on this pretty young woman's face was something else. Why was she so upset? As far as he was aware, he wasn't being hurtful, he was complimenting her! But then again...

'I am Francis. I hated my long hair'

She must be trying really hard to pretend to be a man. How peculiar. How amusing. "Francis, huh? Sorry, but... your doc-documents don't match the details you've given me... You must be a fake..."

Freddy had heard things from the outside when Security Guards came to work. Dopplegangers, D.D.D, ID cards, entry requests... "Y-You kn-know what happens to people I th-i-ink are dopplegangers, right?"

[dve-mllr]

"No! I am not a doppleganger. My name is Francis, the D.D.D haven't changed my documents yet!" He exclaimed in a panic, so desperate for Freddy to believe him. He wanted to cry, he couldn't stand this.

He clutched his wallet tightly, hoping to be able to see his daughter again, if ever. He needs to convince Freddy he's not a doppleganger. But how?

He was in such a panic, he couldn't even use his little vocal stim, just so panicked, staring up at this robot desperately.

[6am-saveme]

"The D.D.D.? Wh-what even is tha-at?" Freddy asked with a giggle, making it blantantly obvious now that he wasn't here to help Francis or check any documents or anything like that. He had nothing but bad intentions towards the poor human who wandered into the Breaker Room. Freddy wasn't exactly sure what he wanted to do yet, but he knew he wanted to toy with his prey for a little longer, playing with his food, perhaps.

"Your name is Fr-Francis, hm? I do-don't like it. In fact, I prefer the name you used before, the one on your ID..." He grinned as he looked down at the tiny human in front of him, bending down almost in half to reach his height. It was taunting, threatening to call Francis by the name that was abandoned so long, opening his mouth to repeat it before a static-like giggle left him instead.

Freddy tilted his head as he looked towards the rabbit puppet sitting there with its paws covering its ears, tapping its nose to get its attention "H-hey, Bon Bon! Do you th-think our friend knows wh-what a Crime Against Humanity i-is? I should t-tell her, right?"

The animatronic glanced towards the human again to make sure that his new prize wasn't trying to get away, grinning as the rabbit shook its head sadly. "H-hey, new friend! Co-come here and maybe I won't k-kill you~"

[dve-mllr]

Francis had dealt with transphobia from almost everyone in his life. From his parents to residents in his old building before moving and having his ex-wife accept him, as well as the likes of Alf and Roman, who were older and didn't quite understand but wanted to support him.

But this? Francis was struggling. Tears were building up in his eyes as he snatched his documents away, putting his entry request in his pocket and slipping his picture next to his picture of Ana, a small smile appearinf on his lips before glaring up at Freddy again,

"Mmm, I'm not scared of you. Call me a woman, call me Carolyn, i'm used to it all. But my name is Francis. Whether you choose to call me that or not is up to you. But I know the people who respect me will use my name."

[6am-saveme]

"Mmm, hello?" Francis called out, looking around the building. It was a very strange environment, somewhere he had never seen before. Francis frowned when he couldn't see somewhere to give his ID so he just clutched it to his chest, desperately looking around.

Funtime Freddy peeked out at the new visitor from the safety of the Breaker Room, faceplates rippling with interest as he watched the new stranger. How fascinating. He wasn't dressed in the typical purple of a security guard, and he certainly didn't have the confidence or personality of a guard. Freddy tilted his head as he waited for the other individual to come closer, changing his voice as best as he could to mirror the 'intruder' exactly, an amused "Mmm, welcome... haven't seen you around before..." the voice replied. It was hard to keep the voice sounding bored and dull, but he managed it.

[6am-saveme]

As soon as Francis laid eyes on him, no matter how briefly, Funtime Freddy lunges forwards until his face was just a few inches away from his, faceplates popping out of place, revealing his endoskeleton head underneath, tangles of wires and teeth, wide eyes staring lifelessly. A second later and it had passed, and his face was fixed back in place.

"Well, he-hello, friend! It's ni-nice to meet you!" Now he had been seen, he allowed his voice to change back to his own, words glitching together slightly. He took the papers with a grin, looking down at the ID card with interest.

This new friend looked nothing like the person in front of him! Well, she did, somewhat. The same tired eyes, the exhausted expression... And yet... Where did her beautiful hair go? Why would she cut it? She looked so different, just like a man! Why would she do that to herself?

A scan of her body told him exactly what he wanted to know. So she was pretending to be a man. The scars on her body, those horrible scars... That was where the truth was. "Are you be-being honest with me, fr-friend? Are you ex-exactly who you say you are...? You look so different..." His tone was cheerful and soft, so friendly, but his words were cutting and harsh. "Why wo-would you change your hair, hm? You looked so much prettier with it so long..."

[dve-mllr]

Francis couldn't help the scream that left him as he jumped back, panic across his face but it passed within a second and wasn't sure if it had actually happened. "Mm, what?" He exclaimed in a panic.

He slowly handed his things over. Doppelgangers had been more common now so perhaps this robot was a way to protect people? He wasn't sure...

The words were so cutting, it was as if Francis had been stabbed with the look of pain and hurt that crossed his face. He snatched his documents back, a hurt "They haven't been updated yet. Yes, I am Francis. I hated my long hair. That's why I cut it."

[6am-saveme]

Funtime Freddy laughed in delight when he heard Francis scream, clapping with happiness. He loved the sound of screams, the fear that was hidden behind the broken voices, the horror on their faces as their whole world crumbled. It was perfect for him!

But the look on this pretty young woman's face was something else. Why was she so upset? As far as he was aware, he wasn't being hurtful, he was complimenting her! But then again...

'I am Francis. I hated my long hair'

She must be trying really hard to pretend to be a man. How peculiar. How amusing. "Francis, huh? Sorry, but... your doc-documents don't match the details you've given me... You must be a fake..."

Freddy had heard things from the outside when Security Guards came to work. Dopplegangers, D.D.D, ID cards, entry requests... "Y-You kn-know what happens to people I th-i-ink are dopplegangers, right?"

[dve-mllr]

"No! I am not a doppleganger. My name is Francis, the D.D.D haven't changed my documents yet!" He exclaimed in a panic, so desperate for Freddy to believe him. He wanted to cry, he couldn't stand this.

He clutched his wallet tightly, hoping to be able to see his daughter again, if ever. He needs to convince Freddy he's not a doppleganger. But how?

He was in such a panic, he couldn't even use his little vocal stim, just so panicked, staring up at this robot desperately.

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[dve-mllr]

Starter call for Vincent!

[mr--zer0]

I am a part of that force that eternally wants good and eternally commits evil.

[dve-mllr]

La Gueule de Saturne. At first, Michael hadn't bothered to spare the building a glance as he made his way to and from work in the middle of the night and early morning. It seemed peaceful, yet very refined. Nothing to what he was used to.

But after the incident at the sister location to his father's restaurant chains, he began to grow more and more paranoid, burning every restaurant he believed to be related to his father and his plans. There was nothing in particular that drew his attention to La Gueule de Saturne, nothing other than the fact that it was near the sister location and that Michael was close to going mad with his own fears.

Breaking in through the back door was surprisingly easy, and he walked in calmly with two jerrycans of gasoline in his hands. It didn't seem like anyone was inside, so he made his way into the main kitchen, looking around. There didn't seem to be anything immediately wrong to him, so he walked into another room, shivering at the sudden cold. The freezer.

Michael turned away, walking into the main kitchen again, not caring how much noise he made since he thought he was alone. Where the hell were the bodies being kept? Where were the weapons? The animatronics?

Vincent was exhausted. it had been a long day, as well as Rody continuously bothering him, He had to keep punishing chefs when they messed up. He flopped on his bed, just completely exhausted and tired.

He jumped up from his small slumber when he heard noises in the kitchen. he looked terrified, slowly getting up and going to his own kitchen to grab a knife.

He walked down the stairs slowly, smiling when he saw his office door was still shut before slowly opening it. "Whoever is there, I recommend you leave. Now."

[dve-mllr]

For something a little silly for a break from everything haha

"I actually think it's quite obvious.

Mr Afton, there's the murders. I don't think anything else needs to be said.

Mr Cha- Char- Mr Vincent... Didn't you try to eat someone?

Mr Mosses, you... uh... you'd probably try to stay out of problems and then get swept up into some political debate..."

- Gregory (He's a little shit)

colour coded haha

"Well.. The murders were needed. Additionally. I don't think that's the worst thing..."

"I wanted to get my taste back. Also, I didn't actually eat them!"

"Mmm... I wanna stay out of this."

[6am-saveme]

"Mmm, hello?" Francis called out, looking around the building. It was a very strange environment, somewhere he had never seen before. Francis frowned when he couldn't see somewhere to give his ID so he just clutched it to his chest, desperately looking around.

Funtime Freddy peeked out at the new visitor from the safety of the Breaker Room, faceplates rippling with interest as he watched the new stranger. How fascinating. He wasn't dressed in the typical purple of a security guard, and he certainly didn't have the confidence or personality of a guard. Freddy tilted his head as he waited for the other individual to come closer, changing his voice as best as he could to mirror the 'intruder' exactly, an amused "Mmm, welcome... haven't seen you around before..." the voice replied. It was hard to keep the voice sounding bored and dull, but he managed it.

[6am-saveme]

As soon as Francis laid eyes on him, no matter how briefly, Funtime Freddy lunges forwards until his face was just a few inches away from his, faceplates popping out of place, revealing his endoskeleton head underneath, tangles of wires and teeth, wide eyes staring lifelessly. A second later and it had passed, and his face was fixed back in place.

"Well, he-hello, friend! It's ni-nice to meet you!" Now he had been seen, he allowed his voice to change back to his own, words glitching together slightly. He took the papers with a grin, looking down at the ID card with interest.

This new friend looked nothing like the person in front of him! Well, she did, somewhat. The same tired eyes, the exhausted expression... And yet... Where did her beautiful hair go? Why would she cut it? She looked so different, just like a man! Why would she do that to herself?

A scan of her body told him exactly what he wanted to know. So she was pretending to be a man. The scars on her body, those horrible scars... That was where the truth was. "Are you be-being honest with me, fr-friend? Are you ex-exactly who you say you are...? You look so different..." His tone was cheerful and soft, so friendly, but his words were cutting and harsh. "Why wo-would you change your hair, hm? You looked so much prettier with it so long..."

[dve-mllr]

Francis couldn't help the scream that left him as he jumped back, panic across his face but it passed within a second and wasn't sure if it had actually happened. "Mm, what?" He exclaimed in a panic.

He slowly handed his things over. Doppelgangers had been more common now so perhaps this robot was a way to protect people? He wasn't sure...

The words were so cutting, it was as if Francis had been stabbed with the look of pain and hurt that crossed his face. He snatched his documents back, a hurt "They haven't been updated yet. Yes, I am Francis. I hated my long hair. That's why I cut it."

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[6am-saveme]

"Mmm, hello?" Francis called out, looking around the building. It was a very strange environment, somewhere he had never seen before. Francis frowned when he couldn't see somewhere to give his ID so he just clutched it to his chest, desperately looking around.

Funtime Freddy peeked out at the new visitor from the safety of the Breaker Room, faceplates rippling with interest as he watched the new stranger. How fascinating. He wasn't dressed in the typical purple of a security guard, and he certainly didn't have the confidence or personality of a guard. Freddy tilted his head as he waited for the other individual to come closer, changing his voice as best as he could to mirror the 'intruder' exactly, an amused "Mmm, welcome... haven't seen you around before..." the voice replied. It was hard to keep the voice sounding bored and dull, but he managed it.

[dve-mllr]

Francis jumped when he heard his voice but not his words. This wasn't his apartment or any apartment for that matter. He was too tired for this. He rubbed his eyes and stifled a yawn. "Mmm, Uh, I have my documents? Are you going to check them?" He asked, looking around for wherever his voice was coming from.

[6am-saveme]

Funtime Freddy was grinning in the darkness, shifting a little closer to the door as he looked out, seeing the tired man rub his eyes. It would be so fun to wake him up with a little fright! He tilted his head as he moved further back until he wouldn't be visible from the room at all, using his voice yet again. "Mmm, I will check them. But you have to go into that room to your left, that's where I am." The bear moved back so he was pressed completely against the wall. He wouldn't be seen as soon as Francis walked in, so he could easily close the distance and jump out at him.

[dve-mllr]

'What a weird doorman..' He thought to himself before starting to make his way over to the door in confusion. "Mmm, hello?" He called out again, looking around for a light switch but frowned when he couldn't find it. He held his ID closer again, his other hand going to his pocket to make sure his wallet was still there - it contained the most valuable thing to him, a picture of his daughter.

Anxiety was gripping his heart. He wouldn't admit it, but he was scared.

[6am-saveme]

In his excitement, Funtime Freddy almost forgot that his eyes glowed in the dark and he had to rush to dim the light behind them or else he would be spotted and the surprise would be ruined. A small light turned on, focusing on half of a rabbit puppt, about the size of a toddler and a microphone far too large for a normal person. It didn't seem like there was anything else in the room.

Freddy grinned as he inched closer, careful not to make a single sound, which was incredibly difficult with his heavy animatronic body. "Mmm, just a little closer... You're almost there..."

[dve-mllr]

Francis stayed quiet in hopes of sneaking around. But he jumped out of his skin upon seeing the rabbit. What was that thing? Curiosity got the better of him. One step, two step.... he walked over slowly, holding his breath.

He clamped a hand over his mouth upon seeing that massive.... robot? His body was shaking and he dropped his ID and entry request. He fell to his knees to grab them again, hoping this was just a dream.

[6am-saveme]

Just before Francis dropped his ID and entry request, the rabbit sprung to life, waving its small mechanical hands, a cheeky grin on its face. It watched Francis fall to his knees, covering its face with metal paws, shaking its head after. It was certainly alive, or at least, a conscious being, observing everything the man did.

With him on the ground, it meant that Funtime Freddy could creep closer, inching across the tiled floor with minuscule steps, barely moving. He stopped when he was just behind Francis, raising his hand to tap his shoulder from behind, a quiet "Are you ready to have your documents checked?"

[dve-mllr]

Francis hasn't cried in ages, not since Nacha took Ana and left him alone in that apartment, with nothing but a few pictures and the clothes on his back. But feeling and seeing Funtime Freddy, he wanted to bawl his eyes out like a child.

He slowly stood and closed his eyes tightly before turning around even slower. He tentatively handed his documents to this... robot, too scared of what would happen if he said no. "Mmm..." But nothing followed.

[6am-saveme]

"Mmm, hello?" Francis called out, looking around the building. It was a very strange environment, somewhere he had never seen before. Francis frowned when he couldn't see somewhere to give his ID so he just clutched it to his chest, desperately looking around.

Funtime Freddy peeked out at the new visitor from the safety of the Breaker Room, faceplates rippling with interest as he watched the new stranger. How fascinating. He wasn't dressed in the typical purple of a security guard, and he certainly didn't have the confidence or personality of a guard. Freddy tilted his head as he waited for the other individual to come closer, changing his voice as best as he could to mirror the 'intruder' exactly, an amused "Mmm, welcome... haven't seen you around before..." the voice replied. It was hard to keep the voice sounding bored and dull, but he managed it.

[dve-mllr]

Francis jumped when he heard his voice but not his words. This wasn't his apartment or any apartment for that matter. He was too tired for this. He rubbed his eyes and stifled a yawn. "Mmm, Uh, I have my documents? Are you going to check them?" He asked, looking around for wherever his voice was coming from.

[6am-saveme]

Funtime Freddy was grinning in the darkness, shifting a little closer to the door as he looked out, seeing the tired man rub his eyes. It would be so fun to wake him up with a little fright! He tilted his head as he moved further back until he wouldn't be visible from the room at all, using his voice yet again. "Mmm, I will check them. But you have to go into that room to your left, that's where I am." The bear moved back so he was pressed completely against the wall. He wouldn't be seen as soon as Francis walked in, so he could easily close the distance and jump out at him.

[dve-mllr]

'What a weird doorman..' He thought to himself before starting to make his way over to the door in confusion. "Mmm, hello?" He called out again, looking around for a light switch but frowned when he couldn't find it. He held his ID closer again, his other hand going to his pocket to make sure his wallet was still there - it contained the most valuable thing to him, a picture of his daughter.

Anxiety was gripping his heart. He wouldn't admit it, but he was scared.

[6am-saveme]

In his excitement, Funtime Freddy almost forgot that his eyes glowed in the dark and he had to rush to dim the light behind them or else he would be spotted and the surprise would be ruined. A small light turned on, focusing on half of a rabbit puppt, about the size of a toddler and a microphone far too large for a normal person. It didn't seem like there was anything else in the room.

Freddy grinned as he inched closer, careful not to make a single sound, which was incredibly difficult with his heavy animatronic body. "Mmm, just a little closer... You're almost there..."

[dve-mllr]

Francis stayed quiet in hopes of sneaking around. But he jumped out of his skin upon seeing the rabbit. What was that thing? Curiosity got the better of him. One step, two step.... he walked over slowly, holding his breath.

He clamped a hand over his mouth upon seeing that massive.... robot? His body was shaking and he dropped his ID and entry request. He fell to his knees to grab them again, hoping this was just a dream.