closed rp with @sunlight-rp
Freddy Fazzbear’s reputation is as far from clean as it could get. Sure, mother dearest is happier than anything to bring the children so as to keep them occupied, and sweethearts come to kiss in dark corners. It’s more fun than a matinee, and cheaper than the casino. But who can forget that tragedy from years ago, the strange and terrible disappearance of those poor children? The newspapers were crying about it for weeks.
Scarlet lives newspapers. She breaths them; she practically sweats ink. What’s a dame like her doing, peeking into the dark corners of the world, keeping a gun in her pocket? What’s a guy like you doing asking her, anyhow?
What is a dame like her doing here at Freddy Fazzbear’s Variety Hall? Well, there are two answers to that question, the overarching and the immediate.
Ultimately, she’s here to get to the bottom of things. Things have started getting dodgy around here again, and there’s even word of more kids going missing. Now, she’s had her share of empty leads. People get talking, old dirt gets dragged back up, people having a gas over dead fucking kids. It could happen. Or there might be something bent going on here.
Currently, Scarlet is trespassing. It’s not hard to do, which isn’t entirely what she was expecting. She did buy a ticket, with some money that’d have gone real well towards her shoebox’s rent mind you! - and then just... hid in a bathroom stall. Tucked her shoes up and kept real quiet like. How much they use robotniks in this joint probably helped.
Her heels click on the tile as she slips out, looking about with a keen eye. If she can find a security office she might get access to camera footage. And so the search begins.
She begins in the Daycare. The rest of the hall is open to all ages, and she’s heard mostly of child disappearances. Looking in the most child centric part of the joint seems like good thinking. She steps in and gives a low whistle, listening to it echo back at her. This place is huge!!