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Alright, so this is my first blog.
The story is fictional, along with the only new animatronic, which I thought up off the top of my head.
When you think of a job at Fazbear Entertainment, what
do you think of? A janitor, animatronic mechanic, security
guard? Almost nobody thinks of a kitchen worker because they
think Chica makes and delivers the pizzas herself. I have to
make the pizzas, Chica is the delivery girl.
My name is Logan Jones, a 20 year old Fazbear
Entertainment employee. I am the brother to Sarah, my twin
sister who died in 1987 to a psychopath in a costume. I know
this because I hid in the same room that this event occurred,
a safe room for the employees at the time, we were both 5
years old, this man comes in and tells me to leave this room
full of old things of the company. He left for a few minutes,
so I went back in to explore the room's countless relics.
When I heard the door open, I hid, the same man returned and
proceeded to put on a yellow rabbit costume, presumably an
old prototype suit. He then returned 25 minutes later with 5
kids, one of which being my sister. He then stabbed the kids
one at a time, stuffing each one into an animatronic suit. I
had my eyes closed and ears covered, but one could assume.
Afterwards, he took those same suits back to the back room. I
proceeded to approach the security office and tell the man
what I saw and knew. The security guard called the police and
the psycho was arrested. I had a long period of my life spent
in mourning, 15 years in fact. To this day I work the kitchen
because I would like to one day see my sister in the same
place we loved. I just didn't know that day would come so
suddenly.
It was a normal day for the most part, besides the
constant speech coming from the animatronic characters when
they are off when I walk by them. Every time, Bonnie,Freddy,
and Chica say the same words in unison in strangely familiar
voices "It's me." I don't know why or how they say those
words, but it creeps me out. Since I played sick twice this
week, I had to work at night, cleaning the kitchen and
putting things away. Around 12:30 at night, someone came into
the kitchen, I hid under the counter, peering out of the
slightly open cabinet door. Chica was standing in the middle
of the kitchen, looking around, as if she knew I was
somewhere in there. She stood around for a few minutes, then
left. I thought I was safe, so I left the cabinet. I grabbed
my backpack, which had my notebook in it, along with pencils
and a sketch pad. I left the kitchen, only to notice that all
of the animatronics had left their normal places, not just
Chica. I tried to tip-toe to the door, but Foxy caught wind
of me, and started to run in my direction. I don't know why I
didn't get out of his way, because he pounced on me and
grabbed my right shoulder in his jaw. He took a chunk out of
my arm, and I passed out from blood loss. I awoke 10 minutes
later feeling a sharp pain in my right shoulder, but I also
had a strange obstruction in my vision. I had been put inside
of a "hybrid" animatronic by one of the animatronic
characters, I felt strange, as if I was unable to move. A few
seconds went by, and Chica entered, with her eyes a deep
black and white pupils. She asked how my arm was feeling, I
told her it hurt, because it did. She told me how not all of
them want to hurt me, but they are disoriented and cannot
tell who is a threat. She was in the middle of making small
talk,when Freddy came in to the backstage area, wielding a
knife. He started playing a tune from a music box, the
Toreador March. He walks up to me, unable to move, and he
stabs me in the chest, and tells me how he's sorry for what
he did. All I hear is a deep laugh as my vision fades to
black. About an hour went by when my vision comes back. I
thought I would have bled out, and I can move now. I stand
up, while I'm still inside the costume, out of the large puddle of blood that had gathered underneath me, and head out to the
main area. I see the four animatronics talking in the dining
area, Chica was the first to notice, she calls me over and
tells me to concentrate, I do what she says and my vision
gets wavy and brighter. This is a strange feeling, by the
way. I look at the four animatronics again, and they have
been replaced by translucent figures in nice clothing, along
with a strange twitchy figure. The figures are strangely
friendly to me, even though they tried to kill me. The female
that replaced Chica asks me what I see, I tell her what I
see. She asks me if I know who they are, I tell her no, and
she introduces me to Paul, Andrew, and Steven. I ask for her
name, she tells me that I should know, how am I supposed to
know a ghost's name? I tell her that I don't remember her,
she simply states 1987. And then it hits me, the 5 figures,
the animatronics, and 1987. Tears start to form in my eyes as
I realize that the figure talking to me is an older form of
my deceased sister. We hug and she tells me how to go between
the ethereal plane and the world, into my suit. I take a few
seconds to talk to my new friends and sister about what they
do. They tell me that they spend their time trying to kill
security officials, in order to find their killer. I tell
them that the killer was arrested due to me being a witness,
and I ask them which costume I am in, as my corpse is also
inside of it. They tell me that they had a spare hybrid, a
modern rendition of Ricky the Rooster, who was made to be
Chica's brother and help with the food. This all made sense
with my characteristics in alignment with Chica herself. I
now still write in my journal to capture my adventures in
this form of purgatory. I am not happy with what I do,
but it's the only thing we can do, until the killer has been
stopped. Which only happened after the closing of Freddy
Fazbear's Pizza, and I was left to possess my costume, as I
wasn't killed by this murderer. Eventually, someone made a
horror attraction, which burned down, unfortunately. My suit
was destroyed in the fire, and my endoskeleton was auctioned
to a museum for old Pizza Place items. I don't know where my
sister or friends wound up though, and now I am alone.
The story is fictional, along with the only new animatronic, which I thought up off the top of my head.
When you think of a job at Fazbear Entertainment, what
do you think of? A janitor, animatronic mechanic, security
guard? Almost nobody thinks of a kitchen worker because they
think Chica makes and delivers the pizzas herself. I have to
make the pizzas, Chica is the delivery girl.
My name is Logan Jones, a 20 year old Fazbear
Entertainment employee. I am the brother to Sarah, my twin
sister who died in 1987 to a psychopath in a costume. I know
this because I hid in the same room that this event occurred,
a safe room for the employees at the time, we were both 5
years old, this man comes in and tells me to leave this room
full of old things of the company. He left for a few minutes,
so I went back in to explore the room's countless relics.
When I heard the door open, I hid, the same man returned and
proceeded to put on a yellow rabbit costume, presumably an
old prototype suit. He then returned 25 minutes later with 5
kids, one of which being my sister. He then stabbed the kids
one at a time, stuffing each one into an animatronic suit. I
had my eyes closed and ears covered, but one could assume.
Afterwards, he took those same suits back to the back room. I
proceeded to approach the security office and tell the man
what I saw and knew. The security guard called the police and
the psycho was arrested. I had a long period of my life spent
in mourning, 15 years in fact. To this day I work the kitchen
because I would like to one day see my sister in the same
place we loved. I just didn't know that day would come so
suddenly.
It was a normal day for the most part, besides the
constant speech coming from the animatronic characters when
they are off when I walk by them. Every time, Bonnie,Freddy,
and Chica say the same words in unison in strangely familiar
voices "It's me." I don't know why or how they say those
words, but it creeps me out. Since I played sick twice this
week, I had to work at night, cleaning the kitchen and
putting things away. Around 12:30 at night, someone came into
the kitchen, I hid under the counter, peering out of the
slightly open cabinet door. Chica was standing in the middle
of the kitchen, looking around, as if she knew I was
somewhere in there. She stood around for a few minutes, then
left. I thought I was safe, so I left the cabinet. I grabbed
my backpack, which had my notebook in it, along with pencils
and a sketch pad. I left the kitchen, only to notice that all
of the animatronics had left their normal places, not just
Chica. I tried to tip-toe to the door, but Foxy caught wind
of me, and started to run in my direction. I don't know why I
didn't get out of his way, because he pounced on me and
grabbed my right shoulder in his jaw. He took a chunk out of
my arm, and I passed out from blood loss. I awoke 10 minutes
later feeling a sharp pain in my right shoulder, but I also
had a strange obstruction in my vision. I had been put inside
of a "hybrid" animatronic by one of the animatronic
characters, I felt strange, as if I was unable to move. A few
seconds went by, and Chica entered, with her eyes a deep
black and white pupils. She asked how my arm was feeling, I
told her it hurt, because it did. She told me how not all of
them want to hurt me, but they are disoriented and cannot
tell who is a threat. She was in the middle of making small
talk,when Freddy came in to the backstage area, wielding a
knife. He started playing a tune from a music box, the
Toreador March. He walks up to me, unable to move, and he
stabs me in the chest, and tells me how he's sorry for what
he did. All I hear is a deep laugh as my vision fades to
black. About an hour went by when my vision comes back. I
thought I would have bled out, and I can move now. I stand
up, while I'm still inside the costume, out of the large puddle of blood that had gathered underneath me, and head out to the
main area. I see the four animatronics talking in the dining
area, Chica was the first to notice, she calls me over and
tells me to concentrate, I do what she says and my vision
gets wavy and brighter. This is a strange feeling, by the
way. I look at the four animatronics again, and they have
been replaced by translucent figures in nice clothing, along
with a strange twitchy figure. The figures are strangely
friendly to me, even though they tried to kill me. The female
that replaced Chica asks me what I see, I tell her what I
see. She asks me if I know who they are, I tell her no, and
she introduces me to Paul, Andrew, and Steven. I ask for her
name, she tells me that I should know, how am I supposed to
know a ghost's name? I tell her that I don't remember her,
she simply states 1987. And then it hits me, the 5 figures,
the animatronics, and 1987. Tears start to form in my eyes as
I realize that the figure talking to me is an older form of
my deceased sister. We hug and she tells me how to go between
the ethereal plane and the world, into my suit. I take a few
seconds to talk to my new friends and sister about what they
do. They tell me that they spend their time trying to kill
security officials, in order to find their killer. I tell
them that the killer was arrested due to me being a witness,
and I ask them which costume I am in, as my corpse is also
inside of it. They tell me that they had a spare hybrid, a
modern rendition of Ricky the Rooster, who was made to be
Chica's brother and help with the food. This all made sense
with my characteristics in alignment with Chica herself. I
now still write in my journal to capture my adventures in
this form of purgatory. I am not happy with what I do,
but it's the only thing we can do, until the killer has been
stopped. Which only happened after the closing of Freddy
Fazbear's Pizza, and I was left to possess my costume, as I
wasn't killed by this murderer. Eventually, someone made a
horror attraction, which burned down, unfortunately. My suit
was destroyed in the fire, and my endoskeleton was auctioned
to a museum for old Pizza Place items. I don't know where my
sister or friends wound up though, and now I am alone.
| Credit | Scott Cawthon for his amazing game and lore |
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idk, he's trying to kill the guy, i don't expect him to have an axe or something, so a knife popped into my head.