Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-33528506-20180213221453/@comment-31697215-20180215000252

Baby heard the voice and stopped humming, turning her head towards the door. “Hello.” She had put down her project and stood up, facing the door.

Meanwhile, Molten had Jeremy and Zachary in the kitchen tied up. He carried a metal bat that he had created before for his party. “Th-Th-Th-Th-That green pest destroyed my party.. but he’s not destroying the part I’ve been looking forward to. Smashing the piñatas.” He looked from Jeremy to Zachary. “Which one of you should I break first?” He was twitching sporadically, and his voice sounded like it was overlayed with faint static.

Jeremy quivered underneath the rope. He didn’t want to believe that Rolf was torn apart. He wanted to believe that he was all patched up and was about to come beat up Molten Freddy. He wanted to believe that so badly. After all, the good guys always won, right?

Not in this chapter.

(Bye!)