Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26989948-20180223141809/@comment-26120744-20180226235826

Fredbear’s at his wits end.

“...... Enough.”

He refused to believe any of it. He couldn’t accept the tiniest bit of it. Snow and this being, gods? That just happened to take animatronic form when they could probably take other forms? Never!

It was unthinkable! Wasn’t it? Was it even possible?

And how was this being reacting to his thoughts....?

“I don’t need you’re help.” He says, his fear at what has been said to him turning into anger. “I got big plans coming, and I don’t. Need. You.”

He tries teleporting out of the viid and back to his home.