( moved to PIRATEOBSESSED )

         ( ✘ ) —— ❝Honestly, if I could burn                  this place down with you, I                  would. I’m Devon. Devon                  Thomas. Scott’s son. He’s the                  guy that always helps the                  night guards through their first                  night. He helped me through                  mine. But, then he                  disappeared. It was after that                  Mike guy took the odd days                  of my shift.❞

Have you guys seen this shit.

        ( ✘ ) —— ❝These things are fucking CRAZY,                 I swear.❞          HE LOOKED OVER at his co-worker, sighing. He really          had never had the patience to work with these           animatronics and was quite literally losing his mind          because of this job.          ( ✘ ) —— ❝They need to fix the                  damn things. Not only do                  they SMELL like shit, now                  they’re ACTING like it.❞

        ( ✘ ) —— ❝DAMMIT, Chica! We don’t throw                 frying pans at GUESTS!❞

        ( ✘ ) —— ❝Well, SHIT.❞

        ( ✘ ) —— ❝I hope you die in                 a fire. Hope you’ll be                 stabbed in the heart,                 hope you get shot and                 expire.❞