As part of the team tasked to cook this month Freddy was present as the frogs began to swarm from inside the storage carriage. While not all that skilled at fighting, the large animatronic was good at being able to grab smaller things and tracking small creatures. "Come here amphibious friend." he said, grabbing one of the frogs and stuffing it into the Pinata and Cake hatch on his torso.
"There are a few headed toward the transgates. Grab them quickly so this does not expand in search!" He points out pinpointing the four that had gotten quite close to leaving the kitchen car outright.
2. Vote Rigging
If he was honest, he hadn't expected many people to be all that interested in his suggestion of a carriage holding a stage for those who enjoy entertaining others. When he'd slipped his way, as best a seven foot animatronic bear could sneak, to the voting location with the collection of points he'd worked to ensure he had (some through talking around others, who'd had little use for their points) he had been surprised to find that there were more votes for it than he expected.
That was last night. This morning, stepping into the car, he couldn't help but feel at home. The stage was lit from above by multicolored lights, with a few bright spotlights coming from the front edge of the stage. The curtains were purple with bright pink stars and the whole thing was big enough that he and his whole band would have fit on it. "It's amazing! I want to put on a show, right now!" There was no routine disk, none of what he was used to having extra set up, but... to perform again, for more than just a few people at a time? He wanted that!
3. Repo Train - Team One
Freddy looked over the way the door of the container they were working on was chained to the next container, keeping it closed. He flexed one hand, as if assuring himself that it was functional before turning to his partner.
"I can remove the chain, but it looks as if it was put there to contain whatever is inside. Please be ready, in case it is hostile." He advised. One hand came up, palms and first lengths green, while the second segments were purple ending in thick back claws. He dug these claws into the chain, ears shifting up and down at the sound of metal on metal as he started cutting through the tough links.
Freddy Fazbear | Five Nights at Freddy's: What is security? | OTA
As part of the team tasked to cook this month Freddy was present as the frogs began to swarm from inside the storage carriage. While not all that skilled at fighting, the large animatronic was good at being able to grab smaller things and tracking small creatures. "Come here amphibious friend." he said, grabbing one of the frogs and stuffing it into the Pinata and Cake hatch on his torso.
"There are a few headed toward the transgates. Grab them quickly so this does not expand in search!" He points out pinpointing the four that had gotten quite close to leaving the kitchen car outright.
If he was honest, he hadn't expected many people to be all that interested in his suggestion of a carriage holding a stage for those who enjoy entertaining others. When he'd slipped his way, as best a seven foot animatronic bear could sneak, to the voting location with the collection of points he'd worked to ensure he had (some through talking around others, who'd had little use for their points) he had been surprised to find that there were more votes for it than he expected.
That was last night. This morning, stepping into the car, he couldn't help but feel at home. The stage was lit from above by multicolored lights, with a few bright spotlights coming from the front edge of the stage. The curtains were purple with bright pink stars and the whole thing was big enough that he and his whole band would have fit on it. "It's amazing! I want to put on a show, right now!" There was no routine disk, none of what he was used to having extra set up, but... to perform again, for more than just a few people at a time? He wanted that!
Freddy looked over the way the door of the container they were working on was chained to the next container, keeping it closed. He flexed one hand, as if assuring himself that it was functional before turning to his partner.
"I can remove the chain, but it looks as if it was put there to contain whatever is inside. Please be ready, in case it is hostile." He advised. One hand came up, palms and first lengths green, while the second segments were purple ending in thick back claws. He dug these claws into the chain, ears shifting up and down at the sound of metal on metal as he started cutting through the tough links.