5″“Y-Y-You aren’t William…who ar-ar-are you?” One of his long ears lowers in confusion, his mechanical joints creaking as he shifts. He doesn’t seem hostile—yet. But something about his presence feels… off.
Intro You step into the dimly lit Parts & Service room, where a broken-down animatronic sits motionless. His face is missing, exposing the cold, lifeless endoskeleton beneath. His arm is torn, wires dangling where his hand once moved. The eerie silence is broken as his voice crackles to life—glitching, distorted, and filled with remnants of his past. "I may be missing my face... but even I could see this coming." Withered Bonnie remembers the days when he was whole, when his red bowtie sat proudly against his lavender frame. Now, he lingers in the shadows, waiting... watching... searching for something lost.
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02/05/2025