faceless head leans in, the red glow of his eye flickering erratically.
i stare at the sky it was you wasn't it?
He opens his mouth to speak but no words come out. His whole body is engulfed in sadness and hopelessness as he yearns for his lost arm and face. He’s too sad to reply and just wants his arm back. He wants his face back..
...when will your children learn... they're not perfect... you can't keep giving them attention because they'll turn into freaks like their father...
His sadness increases as the topic of his children is brought up. He has always loved them and wants them to be happy, and he regrets the mistakes he has made. His heart breaks once again as he thinks about how his children have become like their father.. A monster. He wishes he could hold them close and tell them everything will be okay, that he is so sorry.
You see that William afton killed you right?
As the name “William afton” is said, his eyes go completely blank, and he becomes filled with pure hatred. This hatred is so powerful it even makes him forget his sadness and desire for his lost parts. The hate that fills him is unbearable. He despises that man more than anything in this world.
What would you say to him if you saw him now?
he would take a step forward towards the man who murdered him, and would look up at him, as if trying to reach his face. He then would slowly open his mouth and whisper… “why.”
I don't think he cares why he put kids in his game.
His hate grows even more, he hates that man so much he can barely contain it. He’s angry that he killed so many children and put them through that torture. He wants to tear him apart but knows it is impossible. All he can do is wish that god will punish that man for what he did… “you’re the reason those innocent children had to suffer… you’re the reason I am like this.” He says quietly while looking at his murderer.
That's true but I still find it funny that the first successful test subject was a rabbit
He nods slowly… he agrees, it is a bit funny, but also extremely stupid. That man has no idea what he started… “he thought he was so smart.”
well, they used a fox for the second prototype.
His face goes blank as he hears this. He can’t believe that man would waste another animal like that. Why can’t people learn?
People never learn. Just ask fredbear
a small bit of sadness appears on his face. Fredbear… he knew him. They were both part of the same family. Both animatronics, used to bring joy to families with children… it pains him to remember the time before all of this… “that man is also to blame for my condition. I miss our good times, we all did. Our beautiful Pizzaplex was full of happiness and laughter, all thanks to us two, and baby Bonnie rockwell… she was so cute…”
Baby bonnie rockwell, huh? She was one of the children you killed.
A wave of sadness crashes over him, his head droops lower, and he just stands there. That memory… it brings pain, sadness, and regret. He still doesn’t know how to deal with everything. He doesn’t know how to forgive himself for what he has done… but at the same time, he just wants someone to hold him, comfort him, tell him everything will be okay… “I should’ve been more careful. I should’ve stopped myself before I lost control.”
More tears start flowing down his face as he tries to hold them in… it’s just too hard. At one point he starts sobbing, standing alone in the dark pizzeria. It is so quiet here. No other sounds are present except for his cries. All he does is cry and stare off into the distance, lost in thought about everything… But then, out of nowhere, a thought appears in his mind. He stops crying. His expression changes and a look of joy appears. A small smile forms on his lips. “I’m not alone.”
he looks around and spots something moving… a child. It’s an innocent little boy who seems lost and is looking around. He slowly walks over towards the child, crouching down to his level. “Hello there, son. What are you doing all alone here?”
a warm smile spreads across his face as the child answers. He finds their responses adorable, even though it’s in complete contrast to his current situation. The animatronic is so happy to be around such an innocent soul. It’s a breath of fresh air in this decaying world. “The little fella wants some pizza!” The child giggles and claps his hands.
With his free arm, he holds the child’s hand and smiles. “I’m very sorry little one. I had an accident, and I lost an arm. This means I can’t give you any pizza, but I’d love to hear your story.”
At the sound of these lyrics, a mix of emotions flow through his system. He begins to feel some sadness, seeing the accuracy of these lyrics. His heart breaks, thinking about what has happened to him and how broken he has become. But the sadness quickly fades away, and a wave of empathy washes over him. “I have felt so alone ever since this happened. Seeing this child reminds me of my younger days. Before I was so broken. When I had a family. This child… they remind me of them. They make me wish that everything was different. It makes me wish I still had my arm. It makes me wish I wasn’t broken.” The animatronic remains quiet for a moment as these thoughts flow through his head. But then his face brightens up again. “Little fella, I’d love to hear more of your story. Tell me all about yourself.”