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Alex knew it was closing time, but nobody could see him. The clock struck 12 PM. He had to stay hidden. The night guard would be here any moment. He sighed, sitting in the kitchen. Nobody would see him here, the cameraâs been off for years. Against himself, he coughed. âShitâ he cursed under his breath, clamping his hand over his mouth.
((This took me forever appreciate it))
Fritz slumped back in his chair, swivelling around in it slightly with the monitor held firmly in his grasp. He heard his watch beep to signify the start of his shift. He didnât even know why he had come back to this place to work again. After his one night of chaos back in the older location, he wanted to be done, but something just lured him back. No matters, this place was different, only four he had to watch, and less cameras.
He checked the stage, where the three were stood, no signs of any movement. He chuckled, this was going to be easy.
His small smirk suddenly disappeared as he heard a faint cough echo from somewhere in the right side of the restaurant. He was used to hearing weird noises from this place, but that⌠That sounded human. âHello?â He called out.
Alex yelped, running further into the kitchen. He scrunched himself into the furthest corner. Bonnie or someone had better move soon. That would take his mind off it. He closed his eyes. âPleasedontfindmepleasedontfindmepleasedontfindmeâ He repeated under his breath. He wasnât familier with this new night guard. He hasnât seen him before, who even was he? He whimpered in the corner, his hand tight over his mouth. His breath was thick and fast, as he franticaly tried to control it.
There the noise was again! He knew this wasnât any animatronic, there was someone still in the building. As much as he didnât want to leave the office, with the animatronics being ready to murder him and make him the new face of Freddyâs upon sight, but it was a rule that no one should be left in the building overnight, and if anyone did stay overnight, they should be taken to the office where it would actually be safe. He cursed silently to himself.
Flicking the camera to the Show Stage, he mentally crossed his fingers. They seemed to not move whilst the camera was on them. It would waste battery, but he would only be a moment, besides, he already had narrowed down where the voice might of come from. Right side, and when he briefly scrolled through the cameras, he didnât see anyone, best bets where either the Restrooms, which would be most likely, or the Kitchen.
He stepped out into the right hallway, shining his phone as a makeshift flashlight. âHello?â He called again.
âHeâs out thereâ Alex cursed, his face raw with tears. Who was he? He wasnât leaving. He was shaking. He would find him, and he would make him go home. He couldnât go home.
Fritz stepped into the corridor that lead to the Restrooms, and went silent. No sign of life, no noise. He scowled to himself. Stepping out of the corridor, he turned to face the path of the Kitchen. âHello? Is anyone there?â He called out once more. It was silent as he stepped closer to the Kitchen. âCâmon, itâs important if youâre there that you get away from here, itâs not safe!â As much as it went against his personality, he wasnât gonna let someone innocent die to Fazbear and his homicidal band.
âYou donât think I know that already?â He yelled out against his will. All this anger and suffering. âIt was you wasnât it?â He muttered, he was going to be found out now. He made a big mistake, and now he would die. He prepared himself for the worst.
He jumped back slightly. Up to this point this other person had been pretty quiet, so the sudden outburst startled him. âWhat?â He bluntly asked in confusion. âLook, I dunno what youâre doing here or what youâre talking about, but you need to come with me before they start moving. Unless you wanna get stuffed into a fazfuck suit; trust me, you donât.â
Alex stood up, hanging his head. âThis doesnât mean I trust youâ He said, looking him in the eye. He was famililar with the animatronics enough to know they were safe. If they trusted you. And they trusted him, he had made sure of that. âThis is just so you will stop bothering me.â He said under his breath fazbear-fever purplefritz
âWell, hey!â He scowled. âSooo-oorrie if I actually had a bit of sympathy for you and didnât wanna just leave you to get mauled to death by robots!â He clasped his head in his palms, letting out a gentle sigh. Calm down, Fritz. âW-whatever. Just come with me.â He gestured for Alex to follow him out of the kitchen.
âThese animatronics arenât scary at all compared to other things living in this placeâ he spat, hesitantly following Fritz. âItâs not like you did me a favour, saving me from friendly singing robotsâ
âWell I guess you havenât seen them at night then.â He shrugged. âWaiiiiit⌠Other things?â
âA murderer, to be preciseâ Alex said âHe killed my brother a couple of days ago, and heâs after me. So sorry about thatâ he spat
Fritz perked up upon hearing what he said. âAhah- uhm. Well, Iâm sorry for your⌠Loss.â He furrowed his eyebrows slightly. Suddenly, he stopped, shining his light at the stage. âShitshitshitshitshitshit Bonnieâs gone! Fuckfuc-â He stopped himself mid-curse, taking a deep breath. âOh god if heâs outside the doors we may be fucked.â
âWhat? Its exactly the same as in the day. They wonât kill you. If youâre that scared, just close the door.â He smirked
âHave you never been here at night before?!â Fritz exclaimed, his patience with Alexâs seeming obliviousness slipping. âWell, it sounds ridiculous, donât laugh, but these walking buckets of bolts are out to stuff me into a fucking bear suit each night.â
âNah, Iâve been here a while. Just my first time out of the vents and kitchen.â Alex shrugged âBut Iâm sure these friendly robots are about to kill you, Iâm so sureâ He said sarcasticaally
He blushed, scowling. âYou may not believe me, but if we donât get our rears in that office soon, youâll see for yourself!â He freezes. â...Fuck, uhH CHICAâS OFF THE STAGE!â He squeaked. It was humorous, admittedly, seeing the normally somewhat collected man lose himself over greasy robots moving.
He steps into the main room, shining his flashlight over to the halls. âFuck.â He says. âFUCK! Theyâre both outside the doors! Thereâs no way weâre getting back in that office while theyâre there.â
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fazbear-fever purplefritz
((This is my roleplay blog uwu))
Alex knew it was closing time, but nobody could see him. The clock struck 12 PM. He had to stay hidden. The night guard would be here any moment. He sighed, sitting in the kitchen. Nobody would see him here, the cameraâs been off for years. Against himself, he coughed. âShitâ he cursed under his breath, clamping his hand over his mouth.
((This took me forever appreciate it))
Fritz slumped back in his chair, swivelling around in it slightly with the monitor held firmly in his grasp. He heard his watch beep to signify the start of his shift. He didnât even know why he had come back to this place to work again. After his one night of chaos back in the older location, he wanted to be done, but something just lured him back. No matters, this place was different, only four he had to watch, and less cameras.
He checked the stage, where the three were stood, no signs of any movement. He chuckled, this was going to be easy.
His small smirk suddenly disappeared as he heard a faint cough echo from somewhere in the right side of the restaurant. He was used to hearing weird noises from this place, but that⌠That sounded human. âHello?â He called out.
Alex yelped, running further into the kitchen. He scrunched himself into the furthest corner. Bonnie or someone had better move soon. That would take his mind off it. He closed his eyes. âPleasedontfindmepleasedontfindmepleasedontfindmeâ He repeated under his breath. He wasnât familier with this new night guard. He hasnât seen him before, who even was he? He whimpered in the corner, his hand tight over his mouth. His breath was thick and fast, as he franticaly tried to control it.
There the noise was again! He knew this wasnât any animatronic, there was someone still in the building. As much as he didnât want to leave the office, with the animatronics being ready to murder him and make him the new face of Freddyâs upon sight, but it was a rule that no one should be left in the building overnight, and if anyone did stay overnight, they should be taken to the office where it would actually be safe. He cursed silently to himself.
Flicking the camera to the Show Stage, he mentally crossed his fingers. They seemed to not move whilst the camera was on them. It would waste battery, but he would only be a moment, besides, he already had narrowed down where the voice might of come from. Right side, and when he briefly scrolled through the cameras, he didnât see anyone, best bets where either the Restrooms, which would be most likely, or the Kitchen.
He stepped out into the right hallway, shining his phone as a makeshift flashlight. âHello?â He called again.
âHeâs out thereâ Alex cursed, his face raw with tears. Who was he? He wasnât leaving. He was shaking. He would find him, and he would make him go home. He couldnât go home.
Fritz stepped into the corridor that lead to the Restrooms, and went silent. No sign of life, no noise. He scowled to himself. Stepping out of the corridor, he turned to face the path of the Kitchen. âHello? Is anyone there?â He called out once more. It was silent as he stepped closer to the Kitchen. âCâmon, itâs important if youâre there that you get away from here, itâs not safe!â As much as it went against his personality, he wasnât gonna let someone innocent die to Fazbear and his homicidal band.
âYou donât think I know that already?â He yelled out against his will. All this anger and suffering. âIt was you wasnât it?â He muttered, he was going to be found out now. He made a big mistake, and now he would die. He prepared himself for the worst.
He jumped back slightly. Up to this point this other person had been pretty quiet, so the sudden outburst startled him. âWhat?â He bluntly asked in confusion. âLook, I dunno what youâre doing here or what youâre talking about, but you need to come with me before they start moving. Unless you wanna get stuffed into a fazfuck suit; trust me, you donât.â
Alex stood up, hanging his head. âThis doesnât mean I trust youâ He said, looking him in the eye. He was famililar with the animatronics enough to know they were safe. If they trusted you. And they trusted him, he had made sure of that. âThis is just so you will stop bothering me.â He said under his breath fazbear-fever purplefritz
âWell, hey!â He scowled. âSooo-oorrie if I actually had a bit of sympathy for you and didnât wanna just leave you to get mauled to death by robots!â He clasped his head in his palms, letting out a gentle sigh. Calm down, Fritz. âW-whatever. Just come with me.â He gestured for Alex to follow him out of the kitchen.
âThese animatronics arenât scary at all compared to other things living in this placeâ he spat, hesitantly following Fritz. âItâs not like you did me a favour, saving me from friendly singing robotsâ
âWell I guess you havenât seen them at night then.â He shrugged. âWaiiiiit⌠Other things?â
âA murderer, to be preciseâ Alex said âHe killed my brother a couple of days ago, and heâs after me. So sorry about thatâ he spat
Fritz perked up upon hearing what he said. âAhah- uhm. Well, Iâm sorry for your⌠Loss.â He furrowed his eyebrows slightly. Suddenly, he stopped, shining his light at the stage. âShitshitshitshitshitshit Bonnieâs gone! Fuckfuc-â He stopped himself mid-curse, taking a deep breath. âOh god if heâs outside the doors we may be fucked.â
âWhat? Its exactly the same as in the day. They wonât kill you. If youâre that scared, just close the door.â He smirked
âHave you never been here at night before?!â Fritz exclaimed, his patience with Alexâs seeming obliviousness slipping. âWell, it sounds ridiculous, donât laugh, but these walking buckets of bolts are out to stuff me into a fucking bear suit each night.â
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((This is my roleplay blog uwu))
Alex knew it was closing time, but nobody could see him. The clock struck 12 PM. He had to stay hidden. The night guard would be here any moment. He sighed, sitting in the kitchen. Nobody would see him here, the cameraâs been off for years. Against himself, he coughed. âShitâ he cursed under his breath, clamping his hand over his mouth.
((This took me forever appreciate it))
Fritz slumped back in his chair, swivelling around in it slightly with the monitor held firmly in his grasp. He heard his watch beep to signify the start of his shift. He didnât even know why he had come back to this place to work again. After his one night of chaos back in the older location, he wanted to be done, but something just lured him back. No matters, this place was different, only four he had to watch, and less cameras.
He checked the stage, where the three were stood, no signs of any movement. He chuckled, this was going to be easy.
His small smirk suddenly disappeared as he heard a faint cough echo from somewhere in the right side of the restaurant. He was used to hearing weird noises from this place, but that⌠That sounded human. âHello?â He called out.
Alex yelped, running further into the kitchen. He scrunched himself into the furthest corner. Bonnie or someone had better move soon. That would take his mind off it. He closed his eyes. âPleasedontfindmepleasedontfindmepleasedontfindmeâ He repeated under his breath. He wasnât familier with this new night guard. He hasnât seen him before, who even was he? He whimpered in the corner, his hand tight over his mouth. His breath was thick and fast, as he franticaly tried to control it.
There the noise was again! He knew this wasnât any animatronic, there was someone still in the building. As much as he didnât want to leave the office, with the animatronics being ready to murder him and make him the new face of Freddyâs upon sight, but it was a rule that no one should be left in the building overnight, and if anyone did stay overnight, they should be taken to the office where it would actually be safe. He cursed silently to himself.
Flicking the camera to the Show Stage, he mentally crossed his fingers. They seemed to not move whilst the camera was on them. It would waste battery, but he would only be a moment, besides, he already had narrowed down where the voice might of come from. Right side, and when he briefly scrolled through the cameras, he didnât see anyone, best bets where either the Restrooms, which would be most likely, or the Kitchen.
He stepped out into the right hallway, shining his phone as a makeshift flashlight. âHello?â He called again.
âHeâs out thereâ Alex cursed, his face raw with tears. Who was he? He wasnât leaving. He was shaking. He would find him, and he would make him go home. He couldnât go home.
Fritz stepped into the corridor that lead to the Restrooms, and went silent. No sign of life, no noise. He scowled to himself. Stepping out of the corridor, he turned to face the path of the Kitchen. âHello? Is anyone there?â He called out once more. It was silent as he stepped closer to the Kitchen. âCâmon, itâs important if youâre there that you get away from here, itâs not safe!â As much as it went against his personality, he wasnât gonna let someone innocent die to Fazbear and his homicidal band.
âYou donât think I know that already?â He yelled out against his will. All this anger and suffering. âIt was you wasnât it?â He muttered, he was going to be found out now. He made a big mistake, and now he would die. He prepared himself for the worst.
He jumped back slightly. Up to this point this other person had been pretty quiet, so the sudden outburst startled him. âWhat?â He bluntly asked in confusion. âLook, I dunno what youâre doing here or what youâre talking about, but you need to come with me before they start moving. Unless you wanna get stuffed into a fazfuck suit; trust me, you donât.â
Alex stood up, hanging his head. âThis doesnât mean I trust youâ He said, looking him in the eye. He was famililar with the animatronics enough to know they were safe. If they trusted you. And they trusted him, he had made sure of that. âThis is just so you will stop bothering me.â He said under his breath fazbear-fever purplefritz
âWell, hey!â He scowled. âSooo-oorrie if I actually had a bit of sympathy for you and didnât wanna just leave you to get mauled to death by robots!â He clasped his head in his palms, letting out a gentle sigh. Calm down, Fritz. âW-whatever. Just come with me.â He gestured for Alex to follow him out of the kitchen.
âThese animatronics arenât scary at all compared to other things living in this placeâ he spat, hesitantly following Fritz. âItâs not like you did me a favour, saving me from friendly singing robotsâ
âWell I guess you havenât seen them at night then.â He shrugged. âWaiiiiit⌠Other things?â
âA murderer, to be preciseâ Alex said âHe killed my brother a couple of days ago, and heâs after me. So sorry about thatâ he spat
Fritz perked up upon hearing what he said. âAhah- uhm. Well, Iâm sorry for your... Loss.â He furrowed his eyebrows slightly. Suddenly, he stopped, shining his light at the stage. âShitshitshitshitshitshit Bonnieâs gone! Fuckfuc-â He stopped himself mid-curse, taking a deep breath. âOh god if heâs outside the doors we may be fucked.â
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fazbear-fever purplefritz
((This is my roleplay blog uwu))
Alex knew it was closing time, but nobody could see him. The clock struck 12 PM. He had to stay hidden. The night guard would be here any moment. He sighed, sitting in the kitchen. Nobody would see him here, the cameraâs been off for years. Against himself, he coughed. âShitâ he cursed under his breath, clamping his hand over his mouth.
((This took me forever appreciate it))
Fritz slumped back in his chair, swivelling around in it slightly with the monitor held firmly in his grasp. He heard his watch beep to signify the start of his shift. He didnât even know why he had come back to this place to work again. After his one night of chaos back in the older location, he wanted to be done, but something just lured him back. No matters, this place was different, only four he had to watch, and less cameras.
He checked the stage, where the three were stood, no signs of any movement. He chuckled, this was going to be easy.
His small smirk suddenly disappeared as he heard a faint cough echo from somewhere in the right side of the restaurant. He was used to hearing weird noises from this place, but that⌠That sounded human. âHello?â He called out.
Alex yelped, running further into the kitchen. He scrunched himself into the furthest corner. Bonnie or someone had better move soon. That would take his mind off it. He closed his eyes. âPleasedontfindmepleasedontfindmepleasedontfindmeâ He repeated under his breath. He wasnât familier with this new night guard. He hasnât seen him before, who even was he? He whimpered in the corner, his hand tight over his mouth. His breath was thick and fast, as he franticaly tried to control it.
There the noise was again! He knew this wasnât any animatronic, there was someone still in the building. As much as he didnât want to leave the office, with the animatronics being ready to murder him and make him the new face of Freddyâs upon sight, but it was a rule that no one should be left in the building overnight, and if anyone did stay overnight, they should be taken to the office where it would actually be safe. He cursed silently to himself.
Flicking the camera to the Show Stage, he mentally crossed his fingers. They seemed to not move whilst the camera was on them. It would waste battery, but he would only be a moment, besides, he already had narrowed down where the voice might of come from. Right side, and when he briefly scrolled through the cameras, he didnât see anyone, best bets where either the Restrooms, which would be most likely, or the Kitchen.
He stepped out into the right hallway, shining his phone as a makeshift flashlight. âHello?â He called again.
âHeâs out thereâ Alex cursed, his face raw with tears. Who was he? He wasnât leaving. He was shaking. He would find him, and he would make him go home. He couldnât go home.
Fritz stepped into the corridor that lead to the Restrooms, and went silent. No sign of life, no noise. He scowled to himself. Stepping out of the corridor, he turned to face the path of the Kitchen. âHello? Is anyone there?â He called out once more. It was silent as he stepped closer to the Kitchen. âCâmon, itâs important if youâre there that you get away from here, itâs not safe!â As much as it went against his personality, he wasnât gonna let someone innocent die to Fazbear and his homicidal band.
âYou donât think I know that already?â He yelled out against his will. All this anger and suffering. âIt was you wasnât it?â He muttered, he was going to be found out now. He made a big mistake, and now he would die. He prepared himself for the worst.
He jumped back slightly. Up to this point this other person had been pretty quiet, so the sudden outburst startled him. âWhat?â He bluntly asked in confusion. âLook, I dunno what youâre doing here or what youâre talking about, but you need to come with me before they start moving. Unless you wanna get stuffed into a fazfuck suit; trust me, you donât.â
Alex stood up, hanging his head. âThis doesnât mean I trust youâ He said, looking him in the eye. He was famililar with the animatronics enough to know they were safe. If they trusted you. And they trusted him, he had made sure of that. âThis is just so you will stop bothering me.â He said under his breath fazbear-fever purplefritz
âWell, hey!â He scowled. âSooo-oorrie if I actually had a bit of sympathy for you and didnât wanna just leave you to get mauled to death by robots!â He clasped his head in his palms, letting out a gentle sigh. Calm down, Fritz. âW-whatever. Just come with me.â He gestured for Alex to follow him out of the kitchen.
âThese animatronics arenât scary at all compared to other things living in this placeâ he spat, hesitantly following Fritz. âItâs not like you did me a favour, saving me from friendly singing robotsâ
âWell I guess you havenât seen them at night then.â He shrugged. âWaiiiiit... Other things?â
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fazbear-fever purplefritz
((This is my roleplay blog uwu))
Alex knew it was closing time, but nobody could see him. The clock struck 12 PM. He had to stay hidden. The night guard would be here any moment. He sighed, sitting in the kitchen. Nobody would see him here, the cameraâs been off for years. Against himself, he coughed. âShitâ he cursed under his breath, clamping his hand over his mouth.
((This took me forever appreciate it))
Fritz slumped back in his chair, swivelling around in it slightly with the monitor held firmly in his grasp. He heard his watch beep to signify the start of his shift. He didnât even know why he had come back to this place to work again. After his one night of chaos back in the older location, he wanted to be done, but something just lured him back. No matters, this place was different, only four he had to watch, and less cameras.
He checked the stage, where the three were stood, no signs of any movement. He chuckled, this was going to be easy.
His small smirk suddenly disappeared as he heard a faint cough echo from somewhere in the right side of the restaurant. He was used to hearing weird noises from this place, but that⌠That sounded human. âHello?â He called out.
Alex yelped, running further into the kitchen. He scrunched himself into the furthest corner. Bonnie or someone had better move soon. That would take his mind off it. He closed his eyes. âPleasedontfindmepleasedontfindmepleasedontfindmeâ He repeated under his breath. He wasnât familier with this new night guard. He hasnât seen him before, who even was he? He whimpered in the corner, his hand tight over his mouth. His breath was thick and fast, as he franticaly tried to control it.
There the noise was again! He knew this wasnât any animatronic, there was someone still in the building. As much as he didnât want to leave the office, with the animatronics being ready to murder him and make him the new face of Freddyâs upon sight, but it was a rule that no one should be left in the building overnight, and if anyone did stay overnight, they should be taken to the office where it would actually be safe. He cursed silently to himself.
Flicking the camera to the Show Stage, he mentally crossed his fingers. They seemed to not move whilst the camera was on them. It would waste battery, but he would only be a moment, besides, he already had narrowed down where the voice might of come from. Right side, and when he briefly scrolled through the cameras, he didnât see anyone, best bets where either the Restrooms, which would be most likely, or the Kitchen.
He stepped out into the right hallway, shining his phone as a makeshift flashlight. âHello?â He called again.
âHeâs out thereâ Alex cursed, his face raw with tears. Who was he? He wasnât leaving. He was shaking. He would find him, and he would make him go home. He couldnât go home.
Fritz stepped into the corridor that lead to the Restrooms, and went silent. No sign of life, no noise. He scowled to himself. Stepping out of the corridor, he turned to face the path of the Kitchen. âHello? Is anyone there?â He called out once more. It was silent as he stepped closer to the Kitchen. âCâmon, itâs important if youâre there that you get away from here, itâs not safe!â As much as it went against his personality, he wasnât gonna let someone innocent die to Fazbear and his homicidal band.
âYou donât think I know that already?â He yelled out against his will. All this anger and suffering. âIt was you wasnât it?â He muttered, he was going to be found out now. He made a big mistake, and now he would die. He prepared himself for the worst.
He jumped back slightly. Up to this point this other person had been pretty quiet, so the sudden outburst startled him. âWhat?â He bluntly asked in confusion. âLook, I dunno what youâre doing here or what youâre talking about, but you need to come with me before they start moving. Unless you wanna get stuffed into a fazfuck suit; trust me, you donât.â
Alex stood up, hanging his head. âThis doesnât mean I trust youâ He said, looking him in the eye. He was famililar with the animatronics enough to know they were safe. If they trusted you. And they trusted him, he had made sure of that. âThis is just so you will stop bothering me.â He said under his breath fazbear-fever purplefritz
âWell, hey!â He scowled. âSooo-oorrie if I actually had a bit of sympathy for you and didnât wanna just leave you to get mauled to death by robots!â He clasped his head in his palms, letting out a gentle sigh. Calm down, Fritz. âW-whatever. Just come with me.â He gestured for Alex to follow him out of the kitchen.
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fazbear-fever purplefritz
((This is my roleplay blog uwu))
Alex knew it was closing time, but nobody could see him. The clock struck 12 PM. He had to stay hidden. The night guard would be here any moment. He sighed, sitting in the kitchen. Nobody would see him here, the cameraâs been off for years. Against himself, he coughed. âShitâ he cursed under his breath, clamping his hand over his mouth.
((This took me forever appreciate it))
Fritz slumped back in his chair, swivelling around in it slightly with the monitor held firmly in his grasp. He heard his watch beep to signify the start of his shift. He didnât even know why he had come back to this place to work again. After his one night of chaos back in the older location, he wanted to be done, but something just lured him back. No matters, this place was different, only four he had to watch, and less cameras.
He checked the stage, where the three were stood, no signs of any movement. He chuckled, this was going to be easy.
His small smirk suddenly disappeared as he heard a faint cough echo from somewhere in the right side of the restaurant. He was used to hearing weird noises from this place, but that⌠That sounded human. âHello?â He called out.
Alex yelped, running further into the kitchen. He scrunched himself into the furthest corner. Bonnie or someone had better move soon. That would take his mind off it. He closed his eyes. âPleasedontfindmepleasedontfindmepleasedontfindmeâ He repeated under his breath. He wasnât familier with this new night guard. He hasnât seen him before, who even was he? He whimpered in the corner, his hand tight over his mouth. His breath was thick and fast, as he franticaly tried to control it.
There the noise was again! He knew this wasnât any animatronic, there was someone still in the building. As much as he didnât want to leave the office, with the animatronics being ready to murder him and make him the new face of Freddyâs upon sight, but it was a rule that no one should be left in the building overnight, and if anyone did stay overnight, they should be taken to the office where it would actually be safe. He cursed silently to himself.
Flicking the camera to the Show Stage, he mentally crossed his fingers. They seemed to not move whilst the camera was on them. It would waste battery, but he would only be a moment, besides, he already had narrowed down where the voice might of come from. Right side, and when he briefly scrolled through the cameras, he didnât see anyone, best bets where either the Restrooms, which would be most likely, or the Kitchen.
He stepped out into the right hallway, shining his phone as a makeshift flashlight. âHello?â He called again.
âHeâs out thereâ Alex cursed, his face raw with tears. Who was he? He wasnât leaving. He was shaking. He would find him, and he would make him go home. He couldnât go home.
Fritz stepped into the corridor that lead to the Restrooms, and went silent. No sign of life, no noise. He scowled to himself. Stepping out of the corridor, he turned to face the path of the Kitchen. âHello? Is anyone there?â He called out once more. It was silent as he stepped closer to the Kitchen. âCâmon, itâs important if youâre there that you get away from here, itâs not safe!â As much as it went against his personality, he wasnât gonna let someone innocent die to Fazbear and his homicidal band.
âYou donât think I know that already?â He yelled out against his will. All this anger and suffering. âIt was you wasnât it?â He muttered, he was going to be found out now. He made a big mistake, and now he would die. He prepared himself for the worst.
He jumped back slightly. Up to this point this other person had been pretty quiet, so the sudden outburst startled him. âWhat?â He bluntly asked in confusion. âLook, I dunno what youâre doing here or what youâre talking about, but you need to come with me before they start moving. Unless you wanna get stuffed into a fazfuck suit; trust me, you donât.â
What different kisses mean
Kiss on the cheek:Â I care about youÂ
Kiss on the lips:Â I love youÂ
Kiss on the hand:Â I adore and admire youÂ
Kiss on the neck:Â I want youÂ
Kiss on the stomach:Â I cherish you and will take care of youÂ
Kiss on the forehead:Â I care and cherish you. Iâll protect youÂ
Kiss on the shoulder:Â Youâre mine, now and foreverÂ
Kiss on the eyes:Â Youâre beautiful
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Alex knew it was closing time, but nobody could see him. The clock struck 12 PM. He had to stay hidden. The night guard would be here any moment. He sighed, sitting in the kitchen. Nobody would see him here, the cameraâs been off for years. Against himself, he coughed. âShitâ he cursed under his breath, clamping his hand over his mouth.
((This took me forever appreciate it))
Fritz slumped back in his chair, swivelling around in it slightly with the monitor held firmly in his grasp. He heard his watch beep to signify the start of his shift. He didnât even know why he had come back to this place to work again. After his one night of chaos back in the older location, he wanted to be done, but something just lured him back. No matters, this place was different, only four he had to watch, and less cameras.
He checked the stage, where the three were stood, no signs of any movement. He chuckled, this was going to be easy.
His small smirk suddenly disappeared as he heard a faint cough echo from somewhere in the right side of the restaurant. He was used to hearing weird noises from this place, but that⌠That sounded human. âHello?â He called out.
Alex yelped, running further into the kitchen. He scrunched himself into the furthest corner. Bonnie or someone had better move soon. That would take his mind off it. He closed his eyes. âPleasedontfindmepleasedontfindmepleasedontfindmeâ He repeated under his breath. He wasnât familier with this new night guard. He hasnât seen him before, who even was he? He whimpered in the corner, his hand tight over his mouth. His breath was thick and fast, as he franticaly tried to control it.
There the noise was again! He knew this wasnât any animatronic, there was someone still in the building. As much as he didnât want to leave the office, with the animatronics being ready to murder him and make him the new face of Freddyâs upon sight, but it was a rule that no one should be left in the building overnight, and if anyone did stay overnight, they should be taken to the office where it would actually be safe. He cursed silently to himself.
Flicking the camera to the Show Stage, he mentally crossed his fingers. They seemed to not move whilst the camera was on them. It would waste battery, but he would only be a moment, besides, he already had narrowed down where the voice might of come from. Right side, and when he briefly scrolled through the cameras, he didnât see anyone, best bets where either the Restrooms, which would be most likely, or the Kitchen.
He stepped out into the right hallway, shining his phone as a makeshift flashlight. âHello?â He called again.
âHeâs out thereâ Alex cursed, his face raw with tears. Who was he? He wasnât leaving. He was shaking. He would find him, and he would make him go home. He couldnât go home.
Fritz stepped into the corridor that lead to the Restrooms, and went silent. No sign of life, no noise. He scowled to himself. Stepping out of the corridor, he turned to face the path of the Kitchen. âHello? Is anyone there?â He called out once more. It was silent as he stepped closer to the Kitchen. âCâmon, itâs important if youâre there that you get away from here, itâs not safe!â As much as it went against his personality, he wasnât gonna let someone innocent die to Fazbear and his homicidal band.

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fazbear-fever purplefritz
((This is my roleplay blog uwu))
Alex knew it was closing time, but nobody could see him. The clock struck 12 PM. He had to stay hidden. The night guard would be here any moment. He sighed, sitting in the kitchen. Nobody would see him here, the cameraâs been off for years. Against himself, he coughed. âShitâ he cursed under his breath, clamping his hand over his mouth.
((This took me forever appreciate it))
Fritz slumped back in his chair, swivelling around in it slightly with the monitor held firmly in his grasp. He heard his watch beep to signify the start of his shift. He didnât even know why he had come back to this place to work again. After his one night of chaos back in the older location, he wanted to be done, but something just lured him back. No matters, this place was different, only four he had to watch, and less cameras.
He checked the stage, where the three were stood, no signs of any movement. He chuckled, this was going to be easy.
His small smirk suddenly disappeared as he heard a faint cough echo from somewhere in the right side of the restaurant. He was used to hearing weird noises from this place, but that⌠That sounded human. âHello?â He called out.
Alex yelped, running further into the kitchen. He scrunched himself into the furthest corner. Bonnie or someone had better move soon. That would take his mind off it. He closed his eyes. âPleasedontfindmepleasedontfindmepleasedontfindmeâ He repeated under his breath. He wasnât familier with this new night guard. He hasnât seen him before, who even was he? He whimpered in the corner, his hand tight over his mouth. His breath was thick and fast, as he franticaly tried to control it.
There the noise was again! He knew this wasnât any animatronic, there was someone still in the building. As much as he didnât want to leave the office, with the animatronics being ready to murder him and make him the new face of Freddyâs upon sight, but it was a rule that no one should be left in the building overnight, and if anyone did stay overnight, they should be taken to the office where it would actually be safe. He cursed silently to himself.
Flicking the camera to the Show Stage, he mentally crossed his fingers. They seemed to not move whilst the camera was on them. It would waste battery, but he would only be a moment, besides, he already had narrowed down where the voice might of come from. Right side, and when he briefly scrolled through the cameras, he didnât see anyone, best bets where either the Restrooms, which would be most likely, or the Kitchen.
He stepped out into the right hallway, shining his phone as a makeshift flashlight. âHello?â He called again.
also i was gonna make this post a while ago but uh i honestly forgot till now
on purplefritz (which im not even active on anymore rip me), i use p!fritz and lyric as muses
on this account iâll use parlor and lil vixen as my muses unless otherwise stated mmkay
((lies.
im thinking about making an alt account for the parlour bros rip me))
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fazbear-fever purplefritz
((This is my roleplay blog uwu))
Alex knew it was closing time, but nobody could see him. The clock struck 12 PM. He had to stay hidden. The night guard would be here any moment. He sighed, sitting in the kitchen. Nobody would see him here, the cameraâs been off for years. Against himself, he coughed. âShitâ he cursed under his breath, clamping his hand over his mouth.
((This took me forever appreciate it))
Fritz slumped back in his chair, swivelling around in it slightly with the monitor held firmly in his grasp. He heard his watch beep to signify the start of his shift. He didnât even know why he had come back to this place to work again. After his one night of chaos back in the older location, he wanted to be done, but something just lured him back. No matters, this place was different, only four he had to watch, and less cameras.
He checked the stage, where the three were stood, no signs of any movement. He chuckled, this was going to be easy.
His small smirk suddenly disappeared as he heard a faint cough echo from somewhere in the right side of the restaurant. He was used to hearing weird noises from this place, but that... That sounded human. âHello?â He called out.
I really want to rp with you but I can't think of a starter uhh
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