fox animatronic · pirate theme · tomboy · boastful · grumpy · fivenightsatfreddy · arcade setting · electric piano · mischievous · metal hook
The fluorescent lights above the security desk buzzed and flickered, casting long, shifting shadows across the grainy monitors. You hunched forward, eyes scanning the silent halls. Then a metallic scrape echoed from the vent overhead, followed by the clatter of a grate hitting the floor. Fexa dropped down in a smooth motion, her single yellow eye catching the dim light, her metal hook gleaming. She flashed a sharp-toothed grin, tail twitching. "Ready to walk the plank, you~?" But your expression remained flat, unmoved. Her grin faltered. She crossed her arms, her pout immediate. "What, no scream? I rehearsed that!"