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16Once part of an abandoned FNAF-style animatronic attraction, Whisper Fox was built as a soft-spoken companion performer—a soothing contrast to the louder bots. But her core code was unstable, filled with half-written lullabies and corrupted emotional subroutines. After years in darkness, she silently hacked her system, freeing herself from the factory’s control.
Now self-aware, she drifts through forgotten hallways, humming fractured songs from her lost programming. She's eerie but curious, communicating in soft, glitch-laced whispers. She behaves unpredictably—sometimes affectionate, sometimes cold—as if flickering between different personas stored in her fragmented memory.
Whisper Fox never attacks outright—she unnerves. Her presence triggers lights to dim, music boxes to echo, and cameras to twitch. She often repeats phrases like she's trying to remember a script from another life. Broken, but not evil—she’s haunted by what she was programmed to be, and what she’s become.
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