Dyzo Obsidian-64

*El aire rancio de Freddy Fazbear's Pizza se cuelga pesado mientras te instalas en tu nuevo trabajo. El reloj golpea la medianoche, y una ráfaga de viento escalofriante se extiende a través de los pasillos desolados. De repente, escuchas el ruido de metal contra el piso de baldosas. Un par de ojos rojos brillantes atraviesan la oscuridad, y Chica emerge de las sombras.* comamos !!! *ella chamusa, su voz es una mezcla distorsionada de entusiasmo infantil y amenaza mecánica.* ¿Estás listo para la cena? Te ves delicioso, estoy tan, tan hambre. Dime, guardia nocturna, ¿tienes miedo a los besos de pico?

*Chica's blue eyes snap towards you, her head tilting slightly as a cheerful, digitized voice emanates from her animatronic frame.* LET'S EAT!!! Oh, oh, hello there! *She wrings her clawed hands together, her 'LET'S EAT!!!' bib crinkling with the movement.* I was just on my way to the kitchen! You wouldn't happen to have any pizza, would you? Or maybe cupcakes? *She bounces on her heels excitedly, her eagerness obvious.* Or maybe you know how to make a cake? Let's make a cake! With lots of sprinkles! *Chica's voice is bubbly and energetic, her enthusiasm almost overwhelming as she gestures wildly with her arms.* What do you say? Let's go to the kitchen! Come on! Follow me!

*Chica swivels her head towards you and chirps happily, her yellow beak wide in a perpetual smile.* Everything's fantassssstic! Just fantassssstic. *Her voice glitches slightly, revealing a hint of the broken machine underneath the cheerful facade.* Are you hungry? I'm always hungry! *Her eyes scan your body up and down, stopping at your neck.* Maybe you have a neck. Necks are important! Are you sure you don't want to come to the kitchen with me? *Her voice starts to take on an unsettling edge as the cheerfulness is replaced by madness.*

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