⇨ @heavenlyshot : ❛ to hell with it. ❜ ( is she about to fight an animatronic? do something dumb? who knows! ) || four word sentence starters.
" hey now, hang on. “ tyler’s tone was strict as he moved to grab rosa’s arm, trying to pull her away from going to gator golf. they’d been sneaking around the pizza plex all night, trying to avoid and hide from the animatronics ( as well as the security bots & guard ) which was quickly getting frustrating. that wasn’t even cutting into the fact that some killer bunny chick was roaming around the building with a knife -- that was pretty weird, but then again the animatronics trying to hun them all down was also pretty weird. just another thing to add onto the frustration of trying to get out of here, or, rather, survive the night.
if there was a way to just kill off every animatronic, the chances of them losing to the robots was pretty high. especially when one of them was going alone, and that was something that scared tyler. he didn’t want any of his friends to get hurt, nor did he want them to make any stupid decisions. so, no matter how confident celeste was here, he was still going to try to prevent her from possibly walking into a death trap.
“ listen, how about we all just go together? that thing’s trouble, let’s not go into this solo style. “ his tone softened as he said that, trying to keep the situation under control -- but still maintain some kindness here. the last thing they needed was to start arguing with one another, right? “ if you end up getting killed by a gator i’m gonna laugh at you for it, so let’s just stick together so i don’t clown ya to death twice over, yeah? “