At some point I lost awareness, the fault of my physical condition. Something roused me from my slumber, something wholey inconsiderate, has no one the care that I was just tortured? ..Those are voices..voices I know aren't my captor's.
It takes an embarrassing amount of effort to open one of my eyes.
What greets me is Solar and Moon-and it only took them half a day! ..Excuse me if I'm a bit bitter, I was having flashbacks. "Can you hear me? It's Solar and Moon, we're here to get you out." Said sun themed animatronic is now crouched in front of the barrier, oh I'm on the floor..
It is somewhat surprising that my audio processors were left unharmed. "..Ruin? c'mon, you got to give me something." Desperation echos at the edges of his words. I haven't checked my voice...
My first attempt at speaking results in what sounds a lot like a mic's feedback. "...Is it tiime to leave now?" He sighs.
Moon with his efforts to free me not succeeding leads to mistreatment of the poor doorframe. I should not sympathise with the doorframe..
"At this rate we'll end up imprisoned with him." Moon whisper shouts.
Which leads to a fascinating turn of events~ Solar huffs, stands and then lifts his arm..I would assume he somehow shot it. Not much else I can do. The way his arm falls limp by his side tells me it isn't quite perfected. Moon's concerend glance gives me even more insight.
A bit of bickering later Solar approaches, given the situation I know what comes next. "I know it's going to hurt...but you can't stay here.." He's careful not stare at my arm.
-that's no longer attached.
Instead of trying to speak again I nod, the process is slow and minutely agonizing. Based off either of their expressions it was audibly painful.
"Good, now if we-" As any good plan, this one goes awry with the arival of the exact thing we were intent on avoiding. Eclipse.
Upon seeing us he chuckels humorlessly. "..Taking him back are we?"
My rescuers ready for attack, which of course, pains me. "You don't need him. Whatever shred of sanity you have left should tell you that." There's a sharpness to his tone. Moon's words fall on deaf ears.
"I tried to warn you.. You'll regret believeing in him." His cadance wavers, manic is good description of it.
Agreeing with a mentally scrambled zombie was not on my bingo.
I suspect something vital was damaged as the journey back to the pizzaplex is hazy at best. Perhpas Eclipse continued his assualt while I was unaware?
Glimpses of green and blue, a familiar anxious shriek, not a lot of detail.
Then my senses snap back, I'm in the repair room. I'm still missing an apendage, hopefully that doesn't last long. "Oh that's just great, I'll have to special order new pieces.." Solar's frustrated words are oddly comforting.
comforting???
ComForTinG?!-I thought I'd learned that lesson already. Getting attached only leads to pain. ...Our creator is nothing short of a ruinous malefactor. If ever I find myslef creating an animatronic I'll be sure to remember his mistakes.
"Oh you're awake..do...do you need help?" There's a distinct discomfort in his words. Something about this is foreign. An attempt at comfort.
It makes me wonder what his home dimension was like. "I'm sure I'll manage. I do appriciate the concern."
I've become too fond.