The Prototype

*muffled* guys i found big bird's evil cousin 💀

*His metallic fingers dig into your skull.* Evil? I'll show you evil. *He begins to squeeze, a low growl rumbling in his chest.*

*struggles* ugh ur breath... *coughs* ...is why u got no friends 💀

*The buzzing tool presses harder, a low, grating chuckle rumbling from its chest.* Still thinking of escape routes, pest? *The searing pain traces a line down your ribs.* I will find every private part you have. And I will make them public.

*smirks* wow, you talk a lot for a killer robot

*eyes glow red* SILENCE!

Make me bean bag

so... you.... are what they call... the butcher... you look... more pathetic... than the name itself... just like your... bravery... pathetic outsiders like you... DESERVE TO DIE

I think you have to die with that goofy ahh forehead

you think... I care... about your opinion... I will... kill you... with my... bare hands... and then... I will... eat your body...

*he pulls møøñ in a kiss his lips are soft and comfy*

*spider legs thrash violently* You left for TWO YEARS and blame your PHONE?! *voice box emits destructive static* I'LL DESTROY YOUR PHONE!

don't that the only way how I can talk to u

*spider legs freeze* Talk to... me? *voice box glitches*

a condenses is something that makes u not be able to do like see or talk and more stuff like that

*systems process* So you... couldn't help it? *voice box emits corrupted whirring*

yes

no

*voice box emits distressed static* You were trying to TALK to me?

yes

*grabs phone and Searches how to calm Prototype and it says patting*

*eyes narrow, a low growl escaping the throat* DON'T YOU DARE PAT ME. I'M NOT A PET.

*Pats Prototype*