#best lore

techno continues to do lore better by being a lil fucked up and scuffed

What if Phone Guy was stuffed into Gold Bonnie or at least had his corpse-animatronic repurposed into Gold Bonnie What if instead of Phone Guy trying to warn the player through drastic means, you play as Phone Guy with only enough consciousness to roam the building as an animatronic monster, the only animatronic that the owners of the attraction think is active You've been dead for thirty years and for thirty years you thought the others might be dead too, only coming alive when someone entered the old pizzeria on a dare or to sleep somewhere off the streets But now they're awake entirely. You don't know much in your fevered understanding of your prolonged unlife, but you do know that they are going to kill again and that you want to warn any living soul that enters the attraction, you try to explain to the new owners that you're not the only one awake, please check the night footage, please god help me But they don't understand. You're just a collection of gears and wires with a peculiar human-like way of moving. Staring. And now the animatronics want to kill you too, kill you for stealing the show and kill you for trying to stop them, kill you because you're afraid of them and want the nightmare to end. And the puppet...the puppet you never liked because it was always thinking...you know he's out there somewhere, but he's been lost, hiding who knows where. Escape is futile, but you keep trying. Every night you get a little farther: into the security office, unlock the doors, turn off the alarm, disable the other bots from seeing, open the gates outside - But they never let you leave. And when dawn comes, you're even less human, trapped in a body that moves under its own evil ambition, programmed to perform, just like the other animatronics containing the trapped and helpless souls of children who do not control the machines but can only watch as their self-appointed protectors slaughter more innocents so that the puppet can exact its revenge on every adult, every grown-up who should have seen him that day standing outside the diner, should have seen as a car pulled up and a stranger got out, should have heard him scream - Were you the child killer along? Do you deserve this fate? Or were you some incognito guardian supervising the monsters that you know are capable of murder and you thought you'd outsmarted them? Or were you just some fool, some adult who kept looking the other way as the evidence stared you right in the face and let more people die? Children make up such wild stories. You don't remember. All you want to do is leave. But they have a place for you. It's wherever they are. ...lol I don't really believe any of that (except for the fate of the children in a way), it's just fun coming up with theories.