Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26989948-20170326222203/@comment-26120744-20170415224828

Fredbear's torso did a 180 turn. His stomach-mouth opened, and three metallic worm-tongues wrapped around the welding torch, turned it around and aimed it at Hunter before he could blink.

"Do I have to burn a bitch?" Fredbear asked while still facing Hunter. "I've worked too hard on this ..... this..... masterpiece ...... and none of you idiots are going to ruin it!"