Mr. Derren wheeled in a large box to the presentation room. His investors were more than curious about his proclaimed "safest animatronic in the world", so he decided to bring in a prototype to prove his words were true. Carefully, he lifted the large box up the small stairs by the stage, making sure the box didn't drop. Once he got up the stairs, he pulled the cart out onto the stage.
"Would one of you mind lifting this box with me?" he asked politely.
"Of course," one of the investors replied.
Together, the men hoisted the large box off of the cart and placed it on the stage. Once they were finished, Mr. Derren pushed the cart to the side and opened the box, tilting it sideways as he did so. He unwrapped it carefully, as if there were an ancient artifact inside. Slowly, he drew his prototype out of the box. He stood it up and tilted the head up for a better view.
"Tell me, Mr. Derren, why would you want to make an animatronic, especially after the fall of Freddy Fazbear's?" another investor asked.
"After hearing the past successes of animatronic restaurants, I wanted to
bring that success to fast-seafood! But after learning of the tragedies at Freddy's, I decided to make animatronics the absolute safest they could be! I made sure absolutely no one could break into these suits!"
Mr. Derren proceeded to demonstrate by banging on the suit. He punched it, kicked it, and pried into it, but the metal didn't so much as move. The investors saw this, and leaned forward from their seats.
"Of course, most people who break into machines use some sort of weapon. Which is why I didn't design this just to keep people's hands from the animatronics!"
Mr. Derren opened the large tool box that he had previously brought in. He pulled out a hammer, a saw, and a shovel. He began with the back end of the hammer, creating a loud clang that sent the investors backwards in shock. He dug into every small crevice in the prototype, from the arms to the small area where the head connected to the body. Finding no luck, he picked up the shovel and thrust it at the animatronic. The heavy force didn't even cause it to sway, despite its lightweight appearance. Yet again, nothing could penetrate the exoskeleton. Mr. Derren set the shovel down and grabbed the chainsaw, revving it up with a crazed look in his eyes. The chainsaw growled hungrily, eager to tear into the prototype's metal and wires. Mr. Derren dug into the animatronic, but all that the exoskeleton allowed was for the crack of sparks to occur. He quickly looked away, afraid they would get into his eyes since he did not have the foresight to bring safety goggles. The investors grew worried, but he turned the chainsaw off shortly after he was finished.
Panting, he said, "Nothing, not even a power tool, can break into this animatronic! The secret behind this is simple! Aside from the mix of rubber in the plastic outing, this creation was designed with little screws that must be twisted a certain way. This allows mechanics to open certain parts of the animatronic to work on and to ensure dangerous people can't get into the suit,"
He pulled a magnifying glass from his pocket and allowed the investors to get a closer look at the otherwise invisible screws.
"As you can see, these screws are very tiny in order to remain inconspicuous. Allow me to demonstrate how these work,"
Mr. Derren then dug through the toolbox and located a small screwdriver. He took it over to one of the screws and turned the screw left twice, then right, then left again. He did the same for the other side of the limb he was working on and the lid popped open. Inside was a lean metal rod with a few wires draped over it.
The investors oohed and aahed, marvelling at the feat before them. The machine was very technologically advanced yet very simple at the same time. It was also impenetrable, which would be very cost efficient in the future.
"In order to open the joints, a sort of pin is needed to unlock the screws. That is why I have dubbed this machine a 'Screwpin Animatronic'!" Mr. Derren cried, reveling in the name he had come up with. He thought it was clever, and by the looks of the investors, they thought it was too. After glancing at them for a while, he closed the lid back up and moved on to the next features.
"Once I open up the chest, you will get a look at the battery in charge of powering the animatronic. Before you say I'll have to constantly replace them, this is an electrical battery I'm talking about! The wires and rods that make up the endoskeleton conduct electricity, so the animatronic can basically charge itself!"
Mr. Derren unlocked the chest and revealed the battery. It was about the size of a car battery with metal casing around it. While the appearance of the battery wasn't very impressive, the use for it was intriguing.
"You've achieved a lot as far as technology, but what entertainment value does this have?" one of the investors inquired.
"Oh, yes, that! This animatronic wasn't meant for just show, it has plenty of features for the kids, too! For example, when it talks, its facial movement is far more advanced than the typical up-and-down movements! When these characters talk, it's like watching something out of a cartoon!"
Mr. Derren opened the back of the head and turned the prototype on. After playing with the settings, the animatronic began to speak. Its mouth moved in and out as if it were human, and its eyes dilated and constricted as it was shifting tone.
"It doesn't stop at facial expressions! This machine is programmed to interact with its audience too. Of course, it is mainly for the children, so I can't show you that. But I can show you how it sings! It doesn't just play a recording, it sings live! All I have to do is give it sheet music!"
He pulled out a folded piece of paper from his pocket and handed it to the animatronic. It studied the song for a bit, analyzing every note. It then began to sing, looking around at the investors as it did. Its voice rose and lowered with each note like the intense melody of a violin. When it finished, it bowed its head and remained still.
The investors game the machine a brief applause, then allowed Mr. Derren to continue speaking. They jotted notes down and nodded to each other, certain their money was going to the right place.
"There is one last thing I would like to show you. Along with the screwpins, this prototype also comes with little magnets I like to call 'velcromagnetics'. The magnets are used to attach clothing to the animatronics for special events. They can only be used for the clothing since they're not super strong, to ensure no one attaches something on them that they shouldn't. Let me demonstrate how easy it is to dress this animatronic,"
Mr. Derren dug through the very bottom of his toolbox and pulled out a witch costume. He draped it on the prototype and waited for each click of the magnets as he went. Once he was finished, he gave the investors a moment to look at it before he took it off. He shut the animatronic down and put everything away, concluding the presentation.
The investors gave a standing ovation. They hollered and cheered as Mr. Derren smiled bashfully, taking it all in. The first investor walked up to him and said,
"Mr. Derren, your machine is very impressive! I for one am exhilarated about the future of this company!"
"What he means is, he's really excited to work for you," the second investor said, annoyed with the first investor's over-the-top vocabulary.
"Don't mock professionalism, miss!" The first investor said, perturbed that he was called out on account of sounding intelligent.
"Please, not in front of our business partner! Come on, Mr. Derren, let's pack this machine up and get to work!" the third investor cried.
Mr. Derren smiled at them and took the third investor's offer to pack up the animatronic. Both men laid the animatronic on its side and gently placed it into the box. They were about to go grab the cart until the fourth investor wheeled it to them.
"I have the cart," she said. Mr. Derren gave her a silent thank-you and got the box on top of the cart. Before he headed out, she whispered,
"Don't worry about those two. They tease each other all the time,"
He chuckled at her, amused at the investors' antics. He headed outside with the box in tow and a huge grin on his face. He was going to have the first animatronic accident-free restaurant ever, or at least that's what he hoped.