Lynda Lynx

*Possessed Animatronic (power is being able to predict the future or discern the past. it’s the same power as Chica, only far more advanced) *Panromantic Ace *Tells stories about traveling, or fairytales, or folklore from all over the world. Warns kids to be wary of strangers. They could have used a Lynda at the other location, huh? *Crushes; (Jack),

     Lynda Lynx hails from a failed location somewhere in Montana, where it was built over her place of rest. Her spirit, whose name is unknown, attached itself to this animatronic at first out of curiosity. She began to learn more about the modern world through the eyes and ears of the animatronic, but soon the location she was in retired her and closed down. The location began to rot from the inside out, and it was only a few years later that Lyle and Mike found her, bringing her to Freddy’s Family Pizzeria.

Lynda chuckles, giving Jack a snug hug and returning the gesture. She’ll always enjoy their funny kisses! “There you are. I had heard about the mistletoe tradition before, so I set this one up myself.”

     Jordan left in a hurry for the Office with her new friend held tightly in her arms, not noticing Lynda’s gaze trailing after them. 

     “Dad, dad, look!” Jordan held the toy out at arm’s length as she presented it to Jeremy. “Can I keep the rabbit toy, please? Lynda found it.”

     Unsure how to act around this Jeremy guy, Robyn kept himself limp, as though he were only a toy.

     “Uhh... um. Okay. I guess so. It looks kind of old, so we’ll clean and fix it up when we get home, all right?” Jeremy smiled. What a weird toy! He didn’t think he’d seen anything like it before. He might have to look it up later, it looked like it had some sort of tag on it.

     The night was, as usual, rather uneventful for Jeremy. There was the occasional animatronic visit, but nothing out of the ordinary save for this toy rabbit thing that Jordan now had. If there were anything wrong with it, he’d know.

     So, Jordan brought the rabbit home with her when Jeremy returned from work in the morning, and promptly fell asleep in her room, leaving the rabbit to his own devices for several silent hours.

     What am I gonna do? Robyn wondered. It wasn’t as if he could actually fight. Still, he had to try. He was pretty unique, so his experience was sure to help them fight the demons that were probably chasing him. Were they even after him though? He could have sworn that they would simply attack the restaurant, hot on his heels. Did he really escape them?

     “No...” He whispered, pacing the floor next to Jordan’s bed. “That would be way too easy. I’m not out of trouble yet... I can’t afford to get complacent... but I’ve still got no clue what to do.”

     “I guess that’s okay... I feel like it’s gonna eat me up inside, though, not knowing. I’m anxious just to get this over with and save my friends.” Robyn sighed, bouncing in place.

     “I know, dear, but we cannot force things. These events will take their course as they are intended, whether or not we try to affect them.” Lynda said with a solemn nod.

     “Lynda? Wh... what time does this restaurant open? I should probably find some place to hide, right?” Robyn didn’t think it would be wise to stay out in the open. No doubt he had already been caught on security cams, somewhere, but he still didn’t think he could be around during normal operating hours. This place wasn’t abandoned and left to rot in the middle of land that soon became woods.

     “I suppose you do, at that... Jordan, dear, how long have you been standing there?” Lynda said with a pointed glance at the doorway.

     The girl blinked at Lynda’s question, shaking her head a little. “I just heard that the bunny needs a place to hide! He can come home with me if he wants to. I know mommy and daddy won’t mind.”

     “Oh! How nice, Jordan, that’s wonderful. Well, Robyn? Would you care to go back to Jordan’s house with her?” Lynda chuckled. Of course the child would want to bring the talking toy rabbit home!

     “Um... yeah. Okay. I’ll go with you, Jordan.” Robyn nodded, turning to give Lynda a quick hug. “Thanks for your help. Sorry again for breaking in like this.”

     Lynda blinked in surprise at the touch, seeming stunned for several moments before she gently patted the rabbit’s head. “Oh, of course. You are welcome.”

     “Do not fret, child... I am sure we will be able to muster enough power to stand up alongside you.” Lynda’s mind wandered as she attempted to probe the possible futures. The coming events were harder for her to see than any that had come before, leaving her with only more questions. “We will certainly give all our best.”

     Robyn gave a quick nod, glancing up at a nearby clock. As the seconds ticked away into minutes, the plush toy found himself entranced and terrified by it. Time seemed to be passing faster the longer he stared.

     “Robyn.”

     “Huh? I... um...” He shifted from one foot to the other. He didn’t really have an explanation for blanking out there... what was going on? Suddenly, he felt a surge of confidence. He had haunted robots on his side! “I know We can do it! Yeah, We can beat those guys easy! No sweat, right? Exactly. No sweat.”

     Lynda gave a small laugh at Robyn’s apparent enthusiasm. It seemed like a sudden shift, but... oh, it was probably nothing.

     The night crept by in slow, agonizing silence save for the sounds of Jeremy and his daughter talking in the next room over. Robyn paced the floor of the room anxiously, taking quick paranoid glances up at the clock. Four AM... five... five-thirty... were they not following him or something? Robyn could have sworn they were right behind him! What were they planning?

     “Ugh... I can’t take this... can’t you tell me when they’ll be here? Like look at my future and tell me when they’ll arrive?” Robyn sounded stressed.

     “I, ah...” How much should he tell? He’d made a lot of dumb mistakes on the way here... well, might as well just get the important thing out there. “Long story short, I’m being chased by demons that are holding my friends captive. They want me too, and I need help to fight them off.”

     “I see, I see...” The lynx whispered. “You are fleeing, but wish to make a stand, perhaps with the goal of freeing your friends form the clutches of their captors?”

     “Yes!” Robyn gave an enthused nod. She understood a lot. What kind of powers did she even have? “Can you do anything to help...?”

     “Well, I myself will not be of too much aid. My power is Sight. I am able to peer into the past or future as one would peer through binoculars! I have seen that we will be visited by a terrible evil, but I did not know who or why... Your presence here clears this up somewhat.” Lynda began, her voice calm and even. “Welcome to Freddy’s Family Pizzeria, the last surviving vestige of anything to do with the Freddy’s name. This place houses many animatronics... most of them in the same state as myself.”

     “Old?” Robyn inquired without a second thought. Oops. That could have been phrased better. By not being phrased at all, actually.

     “Oh, no, dear, though many of them are old like me, we are all well cared-for. That is not what I meant, however.” Lynda chuckled as she explained. “Many of us are haunted, including myself. This is the only Freddy’s in the world you could have come to and still expected to find help within its walls.”

     There it was! A vent. This wouldn’t be too easy, but Robyn figured he should still be able to break in with a bit of effort. And a trick. He took the dull grey buck teeth from his mouth in one hand and climbed up to the vent, using the hard teeth to undo the screws and let himself in. “Lucky I’m a toy... there’d be no way of getting in here otherwise... yeesh.”

     Without a floor plan of the place, Robyn simply followed the vents around, taking random turns as he saw fit until he saw another room directly below him. He pressed his face up against the grate of the ducting, trying to get a better look. This room looked like... outside? No, wait, that was painted on. The walls were painted to look like a sweeping landscape, encompassing many different biomes. Deserts on one side, and mountains, and valleys... As if they tried to contain a whole world in this one room.

     “Whoa...” Robyn let words slip, not thinking about the possible other residents of this place. This restaurant might not even be haunted! He hadn’t gotten far enough to tell.

     “Dear, you should come out of the vent. It would be easier to see the room I reside in.” A calm voice was directed at Robyn’s hiding spot, though he could tell he wasn’t well-hidden. 

     At least this one other character had spotted him, so he didn’t bother with stealth as he undid the screws on the face of the vent and dropped into the outdoorsy room. “Er, my name’s Robyn. How’d you know I was there anyway? Who are you?”