(1.1) OracleMask
Mike groaned, blinking and looking around to see the familiar Security Office walls all around. He'd tried chalking it up to nightmares, but even a guy as stubborn as he was had to admit that he should have woken up by now if this was just a dream.
Next had been the hallucination theory, which was more plausible considering...well, considering the disturbing hallucinations which had started by the third night or so during his 'first' week on the job. Not even counting that giggling yellow Freddy thing that just appeared sometimes.
The phone rang. Mike closed his eyes and let the sound of the phone guy's message wash over him. It was the 'first' night again, the message was the same as it always was. Nothing new and even the idea of being stuffed in a suit was losing some of its nightmarish flavor.
After doing this half a dozen times, Mike almost felt like he could handle the first night in his sleep. Freddy wouldn't leave the stage unless he ran out of power. Bonnie would poke his head in through the left door two, maybe three times. Chica would visit once or twice herself, but seemed more interested in the kitchen. And Foxy...
Mike froze in his chair as he heard the rumble of metal feet heading his way at high speed. He had forgotten to check the camera in Pirate's Cove.
Adrenaline pumping, Mike slammed the left door button -
"SCREEEEEEEEE!"
- and he screamed and flailed in his chair for a minute before he realized that he wasn't dead. What the - what was that?! Mike had been - Foxy had lunged forward and slammed him into a wall headfirst, but now there was no Foxy. Just the regular Security Office.
The phone rang, and Mike flung the nearest object - an old magazine some previous guard had left behind - at it in momentary blind terror before realizing what that sound was. His heart raced a mile a minute as he heard the phone guy repeating the first speech of the week. Again.
What the hell was going on here?!
(1.2) OracleMask
This could not be healthy, Mike thought as he listened to the mechanical groans of Chica hovering on the other side of the closed door, his heart pounding like mad.
He was losing track of time as his first week on the job at Freddy Fazbear's Family Pizzaria repeated itself over and over again. It was mostly the phone guy's messages that were keeping Mike straight on which day of the week it was, which was good because that one time he'd mixed up the second night and fifth night had ended pretty quickly with a visit from Freddy.
Although now that he thought about it, Mike wasn't sure that it was his elevated heart rate that was the unhealthy thing here. It was that after being stuffed into a Freddy suit a few times, it seemed less like a horrific way to go and more of a painful annoyance. Oh, it HURT like nothing else for sure - Mike vastly preferred it when the animatronics accidentally knocked him out while pouncing, so he didn't have to be aware of the moment of being stuffed in - but then Mike would be back in the office, good as new and ready to start his first night for the nth time.
Considering Chica's wide-eyed stare at him through the reinforced glass, Mike wondered if he was going insane.
...Yeah, probably.
...
Well, insane or not, that didn't mean Mike wouldn't be doing his job. He checked the cameras, flipping past the bathrooms, the show stage - Freddy was eyeballing the camera again - and to Pirate's Cove.
IT'S ME
Mike swore under his breath and slammed the left door button just as the rumble of metal feet reached his ears. Foxy banged on the door moments later, demanding entrance. Mike was just turning to see if Chica was still at the right-hand door when he realized something was off.
Foxy had only banged once.
Mike looked back to the left and saw a pair of glowing eyes at the left window. A cautious flick of the lights revealed Foxy was standing there, and just...staring at him.
This was...new. Foxy never checked the office out - he either got inside and Mike was dead meat, or he banged on the closed door a bunch of times before going back to Pirate's Cove. Foxy stayed there for a good minute longer, staring, before walking back to the Cove. Even though there was no more sign of Foxy for the rest of the night, the chill that was growing in Mike's belly refused to leave.
If Foxy was acting differently, then what about Bonnie, Chica, or even Freddy? Mike had some comfort that even though they were trying to kill him, all four animatronic animals were somewhat predictable. But if they were starting to mix things up...
(1.3) OracleMask
For many repeats after the weird behavior from Foxy, things were back to normal. Well, as back to normal as Mike would ever get in this situation.
At least until he found himself starting his first night working at Bonnie Bunny's Pizzeria, with Foxy on the guitar and Freddy hidden away as the 'broken' animatronic. They'd all changed roles, except for Chica. Mike was fairly sure he ended that repeat early from a heart attack after seeing Freddy speeding toward him the Third Night. Freddy was one animatronic face Mike would NOT like to see hurtling towards him!
(1.4) OracleMask
Mike found himself suddenly on stage, unable to move. It was a good thing he couldn't move, because the pizzeria was open and if Mike moved he'd start screaming and then he'd probably never stop -
"Hey kids! Welcome to Freddy Fazbear's Pizza!" chortled the mechanical voicebox of the bear to Mike's left, "It's me, your old pal Freddy Fazbear."
"Don't forget about me," Mike heard coming from his own mechanical voicebox, "Mikey Monkey! I've got my guitar and I'm ready to rock."
As 12am rang out, Mike felt like huge, invisible restraints were suddenly lifted from his mechanical limbs. Suddenly he could move again!
'Right, free-roam mode kicks in at midnight,' Mike remembered, 'Man, it feels AWESOME to be able to move after being stuck on that stage all day! Why can't these guys just enjoy walking around instead of trying to get into the Office to grab me?'
Holding the plastic guitar with his new robot monkey tail, Mike began attempting to walk around. Glancing back at the stage showed Freddy and Chica looking at him. Freddy almost seemed...amused? Curious? Did the animatronics even feel things like curiosity? They surely must feel hunger, considering that Chica promptly hopped off stage herself and waddled purposefully towards the kitchen.
Meanwhile, Bonnie the Security Guard was watching the animatronics on camera with nausea twisting his stomach into knots. Free-roam mode was one thing, but these robots were just...was the monkey practicing cartwheels?!
(1.5) DrTempo
Sunset frowned as she realized where she was this Loop. GREAT. That haunted pizzeria I've heard so much about. Time to give Freddy and his friends one hell of a surprise.
As Sunset removed a few things from her Subspace Pocket in preparation for her scheme, something snuck up behind her, and give out the cry that had sealed many a security guard's fate before.
"SSSCCCCREEE-"
Sunset quickly turned around and clocked Bonnie, who fell down. Sunset frowned. "I'm not what ends up as your usual kind of victim. Come get me, you outdated piece of scrap!"
Sunset then hightailed it out of the security room, tossing objects behind her as Bonnie gave chase. However, Sunset ran into the kitchen, where Chica was snacking on leftovers. Bonnie chuckled, and grabbed a plate.
Sunset then laughed. "Sorry, but you're too slow." She then pressed a button on the device she was holding, and...
KA-BOOM!
The pizzeria went up in a massive explosion, pieces of the place flying all over. Sunset, who had teleported out of the blast, smirked. "Now, that's closing with a bang!"
(1.6) Detective Ethan Redfield
One woman sat alone in a security booth at a local pizza parlor. She was the night security for the building and she was new. Chances are, she would not be the night guard in the morning. The lights were off in the booth. The woman held a cigar to her mouth and took a long draw. A second later, she let the breath out and glared out the left side door. "I know you're out there."
Two animatronic lights flashed on as a childlike lullaby started playing. The woman quirked an eye at the robot, "The other three are dead, you know. Foxy shoved his head through the open door first and I closed the door on its neck. The other two sneaked in one at a time while I watched for thieves. They tried seizing me, and I did what was natural, severed their endoskeletons with a precision thrust of my blade."
She held up her rapier up and allowed the two glowing eyes to reflect back towards the animatronic. Then, she redirected the gleam of the eyes to the floor, where the head of Foxy and the other two lay at her feet. Every now and then, Foxy's body, which remained in the hallway, twitched. She pulled out her cigar with the other hand and asked, "You think you can scare me, machine? I have stared into the eyes of the abyss himself, and laid him bare as my servant. I have fought wolves spoken of in legends, madmen in command of the legions of the damned, and beings of such speed, strength and intelligence they might as well be demigods in all but name. You are nothing. The moment those lights go out, I will hunt you through the dark and sever your server like brain from the rest of your body. So come at me, you hunk of scrap!"
The lights faded. Moments later, sparks burst from the impact as the battle began.
The door to Freddy Fazbear's Pizzeria swung open, issuing forth a single woman. A steady drip of blood seeped out of her left eye. She slid her blade back into the her scabbard and tore a strip of cloth off her shirt, wrapping her eye up once again. She muttered. "Always the eye. One day, maybe I'll slay a monster without losing it. Or maybe I'll just steal a sharingan from the Naruto world. Now to put this farce of a company out of business."
The Pizzeria, and all other pizzerias in the same chain, were shut down from the resulting lawsuit by the Hellsing family head. Those who programmed the animatronics were found criminally negligent for allowing the animatronics to hit the restaurant floor to begin with and received lengthy jail sentences since people have already died. Company and store owners were also charged criminally since they covered up the deaths of previous night security guards. Needless to say, Integra was very well off by the time the loop ended.
(1.7) Wildrook vs. Awesomedude17
"GRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!"
Vegeta merely roundhouse kicked the machine.
"Cute, but tell me..." Vegeta grabbed Golden Freddy by the neck. "Does a machine like you feel fear?"
"I don't know, but I need a new gi."
Vegeta glared at Krillin, who was cowering behind Chica.
"...I really don't care for you right now." Vegeta then realized something. "Wait a minute... these guys aren't as powerful as the Saibamen, and we've dealt with androids that are organic. Why the heck are you afraid?"
"Because I'm less afraid of them, then I am of you."
"...Okay, I'll give you that one, meatba-"
Vegetaaaaa... Vegetaaaaa...
Vegeta's eye twitched.
"Aw crap, we're so fired." Krillin said.
"Don't care, let's watch the fire." Vegeta leaned back. "AHHHHH!"
(Loops later...)
"The Ghost...of a bald...Saiyan," Mike said to Freddy as he looked at the footage. "And you found out that the Purple Guy was blasted to Hell."
Freddy was just as surprised as the others.
"Not the best way to go through that," Freddy replied. "But at least the spiky-haired one had taken him out."
(1.8) Crisis
Hello again. It's been awhile since we talked.
A while since those buffoons who think they control everything tried to separate us.
But I'm here to stay, even if these confounded seals mean we can't talk as often as I'd like.
It's so good that we have this chance now though. This chance to sow true mayhem.
Wouldn't you agree, Doctor?
Doctor Albert W. Wily rubbed his head as he reviewed the logs of his latest attempt at world conquest. How? How was it that those two... assistants of Thomas's kept foiling everything? Those piddling little household models he called his children...
Hehehe... But then, you don't remember very clearly, do you? Here, let me help...
Time and again they tore through his brilliant creations. His robot armies that he so thoroughly weaponized to the point that no military on the planet could stand against him. And yet those two kept pulling it off.
They defeated Thomas's industrial line, his own creations, the one's he'd taken from that fool Cossack, the ones he'd swiped from the world tournament, alien robots with superior armaments, robots from the future, and even the robots he'd created with Ivo using... heroes from another dimension?
When had that happened?
Oh, but you've been very busy since then...
Wily clutched his head as images flashed through his mind at a fevered pace. Defeats he'd experienced blended with others that never happened so completely that he couldn't tell which ones had been real. Over and over they came, so fast he was sure his brain would rupture from the glut of information.
How was it possible? How did every single attempt to defeat those two end in defeat? How could it be that even in these fever dreams he was getting, he still lost to them?
Because they have souls. Very talented souls indeed. The souls of gifted children.
Wily blinked as the idea came to him. Could it be that Thomas's creations were... more than just robots?
But if they were... Oh, but he'd underestimated his old rival! Thomas must have gone farther over the edge after Blues ran away than he'd suspected!
Ah, but I do love how your mind works, Doctor.
But anything Thomas could do, he could do better. He just needed to figure out how...
A simple matter, really. At least if insignificant things like the subject's pain are disregarded.
The mad doctor chuckled as inspiration hit. Oh, there would likely be some discomfort for the subjects, but it would all be worth it to have his ultimate army! He just needed some...
Children. The best results shall come from children.
...children. Gifted children. The most intelligent and talented little brats he could find! But how to entice them?
I hear children like pizza. And games.
Yes! And if he displayed the empty shells of his newest line as if they were simple animatronics, he could gauge which prospective subject would be best suited to become the mind and soul of each one... And then...
Always a pleasure working with you, doctor.
"And then the world will be mine! Bwahahahahahaha!"
From behind his shades, Blues stared up at the broken-down shell where he had his newest job and wondered what in the world had gone wrong in recent years.
The faded and half-collapsed sign declaring the seemingly abandoned building to be Wily's Fun Masters' Pizza Fortress stared right back.
My, my... If I didn't know better, I'd think this was my handiwork.
Blues shook the dark thoughts off and tightened his scarf against a chill only he felt. He'd heard that Wily had opened, of all things, a pizza party business and figured that the man had an even more hare-brained scheme for world domination than usual. From what he could tell, the family he'd estranged himself from thought the same. So they'd all watched and waited, along with the rest of the world, and were surprised when months went by without anything happening other than rave, and surprised, reviews.
Even Kalinka Cossack had come around and decided to give the place a try for her birthday. After a great deal of reluctance on her father's part, he'd given in. The birthday party had been a huge hit...
You can feel the lingering pain, despair, and resentment, can't you?
...right up until the birthday girl herself vanished without a trace.
There'd been a huge search and an army of private investigators descended on Wily's in addition to the entire police force. No trace of Kalinka ever surfaced. Nor did any evidence that Wily was involved with her disappearance.
Wily's had reopened despite misgivings and parents started bringing their children in. No more birthday celebrants disappeared and the matter was chalked up as a tragic occurence. But the disappearances started up again. Never anyone who would be immediately missed, but the only thing each of the kids had in common was that they'd been last seen at Wily's. Two became three became four and so on until a total of eight had gone missing and people had decided that was enough.
Then Wily dropped the bombshell to end all bombshells.
"You thought I didn't know what you did, didn't you Thomas?! Your secret to making your creations so lifelike! How you siphoned the souls of children to become the brains of your robots! How you stole the children of others so you could replace the one that ran away!"
"What are you talking about Al–"
"You were gone from the party the same time that Kalinka disappeared! I finally found the footage you altered! What kind of robot did you put her in Thomas?!"
I did so love such a good show. A masterful piece of work how they all turned on him. Must make you proud.
The people hadn't wanted to believe it at first, but the grainy footage Wily had supposedly restored showed a man-shaped blur roughly Dr. Light's size grab a figure about Kalinka's size. A federal investigation was launched that demanded Dr. Light turn over his creations to be stripped down and inspected to verify Dr. Wily's claim. The man's response...
"I won't let you take my children from me! Rock! Roll!"
...hadn't helped his position. Rock and Roll had made themselves scarce and hadn't been seen since despite a global manhunt and Dr. Light was still incarcerated in a criminal mental institution last Blues had heard. Dr. Cossack had drunk himself into a grieving stupor and could generally be found in a gutter somewhere halfway to a hangover. The only reason Blues hadn't been caught up in that beyond a few nosy reporters looking for a juicy column was the fact that he was Dr. Light's flesh and blood son (by Dr. Lalinde if his memories weren't mistaken, the two never having married and Dr. Light obtaining custody of Blues), estranged due to some argument or other his Unawake self had had with the man regarding a decision to join the army (who had incidentally given him a medical discharge due to a heart condition that had developed about halfway through training).
As far as the world was concerned, the case was closed.
And then Dr. Wily himself had vanished just as quickly and mysteriously as the children had.
That had been one wild media circus. The man who was supposedly guilty was very securely locked up and his accuser vanished without a trace. With Wily as the sole business owner, the question of what to do with the place had apparently been a hassle until some company bought it looking to capitalize on the mad scientist's image. They'd put a team on getting the place ready when workers started vanishing as mysteriously as Wily himself had. Always at night.
With rumors starting that the place was haunted, the project and the building were quickly abandoned and left to rot for reasons unexplained save for a skeleton security crew. A security crew that, upon Blues hacking the business's record, seemed to have a ridiculously high turnover rate for the night shift. Several former night guards were also listed as missing persons in a few police cases and Blues bet that a few more hadn't even been reported.
Which was why he was here. Estranged or not, whatever issues he had with himself or them, Rock, Roll, and Dr. Light were family. Whatever Dr. Light was guilty of against Blues, he was sure the man wasn't guilty of this. He'd applied as a night guard and had been hired without even being asked in for an interview.
He was going to find out exactly what was going on with this and, if it was possible, clear Dr. Light's name. Steeling himself, he stepped through the front doors to report for duty.
Five Nights At Wily's
(1.9) Awesomedude17 vs. Wildrook
"Mikey, I need your personal opinion."
"Uh, sure boss, can you make it quick, I just got off work and I'm tired."
"Right, so kids today are changing, so we should change to something hip."
'I can already tell this is a bad idea.'
"So, I've heard kids are listening to hip-hop these days..."
"I'm going to stop you right there," Mike said to the Manager. "No, we're not putting Freddy and the others in outfits that would make Vanilla Ice look like Dr. Dre."
If one would notice, there was a sigh of relief on ALL of the Animatronics for a brief second.
(1.10) Gamerex27
The Emperor Woke Up, and instantly knew something was wrong. The first clue was that he couldn't feel any trace of the Warp. No daemons, no Chaos Gods, no psykers...and no power of his own to use.
The second clue was that he had nowhere near the strength he has in most repetitions of the Loops. Rather than a muscular, gigantic titan, he was a scrawny waif of a man, with barely enough muscle mass to lift a weapon of any kind.
The third thing he noticed was that he was unable to open the "Pocket" his son had taught him how to use after the so-called "Brighthammer" Loop. So he was unable to use any weapons at all. At least he wasn't trapped on the Golden Throne.
Looking around, he was sitting in a poorly-lit room. A poster decorated with robots playing musical instruments hung from the wall, declaring "CELEBRATE" in the ancient lost language of English, as well as other crude drawings of said robots on the wall. To his left and right were panels that read "DOOR" and "LIGHT" to the side of a pair of steel doors.
A piercing sound disrupted his thoughts. He looked to the source of the noise: a device he dimly remembered as a "phone" from the early second millenium. After fumbling with for a moment, he held the correct end to his ear.
"Hello?" Leman's voice said. "Is this on? Can you hear me, father?"
Yes, the Emperor said. Where are you?
"If you can hear this, this is a recording," he said, making the Emperor sigh in disappointment. "It looks like I am currently employed by this...restaurant? I am unsure what this place is supposed to be. Anyways, I was told that you would be replacing me after this week was done, before I Awoke. I will not dance around the issue: the robots you are meant to look after are homicidal, and will likely try to kill you if given the chance. Of course, I know you can handle something like that..."
Well, he could, but it would be much easier if he was stronger this Loop, or could just pull out his armor or sword from his Pocket.
"...and if they escape the restaurant, they will likely kill anyone they could find," Leman said. "I've tried to destroy them, before you ask, but...they were just there again when I came the next night. I think they may be cursed: if we don't want these things to kill thousands of human lives, we have to contain them here until we can find a way to stop them.
"They will roam the hallways until the clock strike six. I believe after that, you should have time to investigate and disable-"
The clang of metal against metal sounded in the background. "That would be Khorne, I think. Starting to wish I'd found a better weapon yesterday..."
But, if Khone was one of these robots...
The God-Emperor of Mankind pulled up the tablet, examining it. Khorne's armored head was peeking out from behind curtains and a castle labeled "Knight's Nightclub." On the stage at the front of the restaurant were a fat, mangy-looking rabbit with Nurgle's face, a seductively-dressed chicken with Slaanesh's skin tone on her feathers, and Tzeentch, in the form of a blue bird, holding a microphone on stage.
Tzeentch Toucan's Family Pizzeria, the Emperor muttered to himself, from his Loop memories. Looking back, he could see that both Nurgle and Slaanesh had left the stage.
Hearing the sound of footsteps near the left door, the Emperor slammed down on the close door button, without even looking away from the tablet, and was rewarded with the satisfying sound of Khorne running smack dab into the thick steel door and falling on his mechanical rear.
As he closed the other door and heard Slaanesh's electronic cry of frustration, the Emperor internally debated that, if he should come here after hours to find these creatures' weakness, perhaps he should take photographs of the Chaos Gods interacting with small children, to humiliate them at a further date.
(1.11) Crisis
Mike Awoke right back in that same security office of Fazbear's Pizza. It just never seemed to end. No matter what he did, succeed or fail, he ended up right back here watching over that same group of killer animatronics. And just as ever, they were...
Mike blinked as he took in the security footage and wondered if there was a way to scrub off whatever mutant dust had gotten into his eyes without causing himself permanent injury. Because those were not the animatronics he was used to.
Foxy over in Pirate's Cove wasn't a fox... He wasn't sure what that was supposed to be, but it wasn't a fox...
Instead of Chica and Bonnie, there was some kind of frog and pig that he didn't recognize and Fazbear... The little pork pie hat and polka-dot bowtie was a new look for him. And for some reason, he was clearing the stage of everything but a center microphone.
Possessed by morbid curiosity, Mike continued watching this bizarre version of Fazbear set up... whatever ad take a position behind the microphone.
The animatronic bear tapped the microphone a few times before opening his mouth.
"Hello and welcome all you late-night comedy fans! I'm Fozzie Fozbear and you look like a great audience!"
'What in the world...?' Mike blinked in total and complete confusion.
(1.12) Awesomedude17
Freddy Fazbear awoke, only to get clonked on the head with a mallet.
Shaking his head, and popping his top hat back out, he looked to the offending being, a grey rabbit, who looked to the side.
"Geeze, what a maroon."
If Freddy could scowl, he would, but he decided to just grab the rabbit by the neck and hold him to his eyes.
"Meep!"
Freddy narrowed his eyes.
"Eh, listen buddy. You don't want to hurt me. I'm just another looper going through the motions."
'Looper?' Freddy asked himself as he released the rabbit.
"Name's Bugs Bunny. Here ya go." The rabbit tossed him a sign. Freddy tilted his head, wondering what this was.
"Just flip it, an' ya got your message."
Freddy thought about it, and did so.
'I am Freddy Fazbear. What's going on?'
"Well Freddy, it's simple. Cut to next scene."
"You see, there's this tree, Yggdrasil, an' it's all Looney Toons now, so we gotta repeat time, ovah and ovah again. Fer here, no big deal. We're timeless. Less fer some others. Some don't even make it past Read-Only, or worse, quarantined."
'Wait, so that's why that security guard survived so many times... he... didn't.' Freddy flipped the sign.
"An' fer every loop, there's an anchor. Now, I'm an anchor, and if the anchor goes kaput, the loop resets. Therefore, when I go kaput, the loop ends."
Freddy nodded.
"An' then there's variant loops. Easy to know really, my buddy Mickey has a couple loops that he'd rather not bother with, if ya know what I mean."
'Bad loops?'
"Yep. There's a few notable loops. Here's a catalog made by them Warhammer 40K guys."
Freddy grabbed the catalog, and saw the basic details of a loop. Interestingly, it also had a list of quite a few 'glitches' that might occur, and a few syndromes, including one on a Sakura.
"Ah, Sakura Syndrome. Poor girl, loopin' through time and human sanity don't mix well."
Freddy actually felt some fear. What if he turned out like Sakura.
"Listen, for the sake of yer buddies, try ta figure out what's going on in yer loop, from one rabbit, to a bear." Bugs took a bite out of a carrot and gave Freddy a wink.
Freddy flashed the best smile he could give. He still had questions though.
"Fer most of the rest, all up ta you. What, did ya expect to get all the answers from me? No. But keep an' eye on the last page, those seven guys are really good." And with that, and a finger snap, the loop ended.
(1.13) Awesomedude17
Mike Awoke, already knowing that it was night one again.
Just as the phone rang, Freddy came in, and grabbed the security guard, surprising him.
Sudden fear of death came, but then turned to fear that Freddy was looping, and learning from his mistakes. He came closer to the parts and services room, and... made a sudden right turn to the stage.
Mike was plopped right onto the stage as the four animatronics looked down on him.
Freddy took out a sign.
'We need to talk, security guard.'
Mike, for all it was worth, was very confused. Foxy tapped out something, but couldn't bring the message across.
"SCREEEE!"
~Yes, Chica. I'm just as confused as you are.~
"Wait? Bonnie? What's going on?"
Freddy gave the answer. 'We need to talk about this tree called Yggdrasil, and what it means for all of us, Mister...'
"Schmidt, Mike Schmidt."
Freddy nodded.
"So, we're called loopers, and since I was the first to loop... I'm the anchor."
~Yes Mike. And trust me, some loops are weird. I was a girl for some loops.~
Chica gave out an offended screech.
~I'm sorry Chica.~
'The point is Mike, we're all looping, and we've seen no more reason to go after you if we're going to end up failing our mission.'
"Mission?"
'Isn't it obvious?'
"Ah, yeah. What's with Foxy?"
~He seems to be using a thing called Morse Code.~
"Uh huh... and where'd you learn to speak like that, Bonnie?"
~Don't ask.~
Mike shook his head.
'It's almost 6, Mike. Go back to the office, we'll handle the rest.'
"Alright, Freddy. I'm just not sure how all this happened?"
'We told you!'
"I know what I mean! Just, let me get back to work."
The animatronics shook their heads as they looked at each other.
"What now?" Foxy asked.
"We let things play out, Foxy."
1.1) Welcome to the loops, Five Nights at Freddy's and our anchor, Mike Schmidt.
1.2) The animatronics, looping?
1.3) Mike's first variant loop.
1.4) Soon after the loop ended, Mike wondered if the animatronics simply hated security guards that much.
1.5) Sunset Shimmer does not take shit from Freddy's.
1.6) Sir Integra sowed the seeds of fear into our animatronics. Alucard thought that this event was hilarious.
1.7) Ghost Nappa takes a break from cursing Ranma to curse Vegeta for old times sake.
1.8) Dr. Wily is a monster.
1.9) 90's pop culture references!
1.10) The God Emperor of Mankind will not fall to mere robotic versions of Chaos.
1.11) "Why are we looking at this dumb loop?" "Because the security guard needs to feel our torture too." "DOHOHOHO!"
1.12) Freddy Fazbear and Bugs Bunny, whoda thunk it? Also, welcome to the loops Freddy.
1.13) And now all the loopers are together.