Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-36289716-20190914222403/@comment-36289716-20190916015224

The withered yellow bunny animatronic I talked about earlier soon activates and stands up. It looks around, not because he doesn't recognize the place he's in, but because he feels something isn't right.

"Something feels... off..." It says, a raspy, masculine voice coming out. "He" then begins to look for the other animatronics that were "claimed for salvage" and brought into... let's call it a parts and service bunker.

The bear and fox would notice a hatch that wasn't there before.