Fazbear's Fright

Are these weirdos crazy?  Take them to the “Real” world? What was going on here?  “What do you mean “real” world?!  Are you telling me I walked in to some fairy tale world?  What kinda crap are you spouting out?  Now it sounds like y’all came from the freaking nuthouse or something!”

“The Flipside? What kinda gobbleguck are you talking about?”  Now Springtrap was confused, sure he tried to talk a walk away from Fazbear’s Fright, but he took a look around and realized he might’ve walked further than he expected.

Springtrap only smirked,  it’s gonna take more than that to intimidate him. “I just tell folks how it is whether they like it or not, and if you must know on how I got here, I walked, simple as that.” 

Springtrap stopped for a moment after hearing a voice, certainly not one he recognized, he turned around and jumped in surprise.  “What the–!? Who the hell are you and how did ya get here?!”

She flinched at his yelling, and backed up slightly. “I don’t know how I got here, I really don’t! I don’t even know where I am right now.” She looked around, seeing some familiar pictures from the old restaurant. “I’m Foxy, and who are you? You seem familiar..”

Springtrap gave her quite an odd look when she introduced herself “Foxy eh? Well ya sure don’t look like the one I’m familiar with.  But anyways, if ya must know the name’s Springtrap and the place ya in is Fazbear’s Fright.”

“I like that name!” She wagged her tail, looking down at the bunny. “What’s Fazbear’s fright? Is that a new restaurant?” A stupid question, if she looked around she would figure out quickly this wasn’t a restaurant. She didn’t think about the questions before she asked them really.

“Correction, this used to be a restaurant, but lets just say it all went downhill and 30 years later, it got rebuilt to a horror attraction, and I just happen to be the main attraction.”  Springtrap replied with a hint of pride in his tone.

Springtrap stopped for a moment after hearing a voice, certainly not one he recognized, he turned around and jumped in surprise.  “What the–!? Who the hell are you and how did ya get here?!”

She flinched at his yelling, and backed up slightly. “I don’t know how I got here, I really don’t! I don’t even know where I am right now.” She looked around, seeing some familiar pictures from the old restaurant. “I’m Foxy, and who are you? You seem familiar..”

Springtrap gave her quite an odd look when she introduced herself “Foxy eh? Well ya sure don’t look like the one I’m familiar with.  But anyways, if ya must know the name’s Springtrap and the place ya in is Fazbear’s Fright.”

Springtrap stopped for a moment after hearing a voice, certainly not one he recognized, he turned around and jumped in surprise.  “What the--!? Who the hell are you and how did ya get here?!”

The hideous animatronic gave the toy quite a sneer “Well of course you haven’t, none of you plastic toys have!”

“Feel more evil? You?” Springtrap let out a snicker  “You really think you’re that evil? Don’t make me laugh!”

“I have the whole pizzeria in my hands,” he said angrily, “I have killed more night guards than you could probably do, and I’ve been keeping your other friends locked up in the closet so they won’t shut the damn place down.”

“Friends? Heheheheh…..you think those pathetic pieces of scrap that stole my spotlight years ago are my friendssss?!  Hahahaha!  You are missstaken.”

“Well, you smell like garbage, you look like garbage….Hell, you even talk like garbage! Hitting those criteria make you a certified piece of trash just like the other guys.”

“Oh please, at least I don’t look like I came from the circus with those stupid looking cheeks.”

“Oh, you mean this?!”  Springtrap opened up his jaw wide open revealing the corpse that looked like he was screaming for help, he puts his head back and gave a raspy chuckle “I’m quite proud of this and I keep it as a prize.  Heheh....it made me understand his reasons and let’s just say.... w̧̛̛e ́͟háv̷́e͏̀ be̡͞ć̸om̸e̴҉҉ ̶́͠ơ̵̸n͝e̸̡͜! ” 

The hideous animatronic gave the toy quite a sneer “Well of course you haven’t, none of you plastic toys have!”

“Feel more evil? You?” Springtrap let out a snicker  “You really think you’re that evil? Don’t make me laugh!”

“I have the whole pizzeria in my hands,” he said angrily, “I have killed more night guards than you could probably do, and I’ve been keeping your other friends locked up in the closet so they won’t shut the damn place down.”

“Friends? Heheheheh…..you think those pathetic pieces of scrap that stole my spotlight years ago are my friendssss?!  Hahahaha!  You are missstaken.”

“Well, you smell like garbage, you look like garbage….Hell, you even talk like garbage! Hitting those criteria make you a certified piece of trash just like the other guys.”

“Oh please, at least I don’t look like I came from the circus with those stupid looking cheeks.”

The hideous animatronic gave the toy quite a sneer “Well of course you haven’t, none of you plastic toys have!”

“Feel more evil? You?” Springtrap let out a snicker  “You really think you’re that evil? Don’t make me laugh!”

“I have the whole pizzeria in my hands,” he said angrily, “I have killed more night guards than you could probably do, and I’ve been keeping your other friends locked up in the closet so they won’t shut the damn place down.”

“Friends? Heheheheh.....you think those pathetic pieces of scrap that stole my spotlight years ago are my friendssss?!  Hahahaha!  You are missstaken.”

The hideous animatronic gave the toy quite a sneer “Well of course you haven’t, none of you plastic toys have!”

“Feel more evil? You?” Springtrap let out a snicker  “You really think you’re that evil? Don’t make me laugh!”

The hideous animatronic gave the toy quite a sneer “Well of course you haven’t, none of you plastic toys have!”

Why Can't We L E A V E? - Open Starter

The old ugly animatronic wasn’t sympathetic at the slightest.  He felt that Freddy deserved to suffer like this along with part of his gang for making him left to rot for 55 years.  Springtrap let out a mean chuckle at him.  ”Aw, does Freddy miss making the children happy?  Well that’s to bad cause you ain’t nuttin’ but a memory now to everyone now!  Not that it matters anyway, now you’re just seen as a monster instead of that happy sappy bear that you once were.”

"I k-know I-I’m a monster but a-am I not allowed to hate you? This is YOUR fault. And you can c-come and m-make fun of m-me when you’re a phantom. U-Until then, g-get your h-head out o-of your ass." The bear kept trying to ignore the other, limping towards the office.

"You can hate me all you want, but it don't change the fact that you'll never see children again.  All is left are just hollow shells of what you used to be,  besides, the feelings mutual."  Springtrap continued staring at the unhappy phantom.  “Oh?  You’re trying to get the nightguard again?  HA!  It’s useless now, you can’t even hurt him anymore!”

((hey guys here’s a proper intro to my new voice response blog))