fnaf security breach · animatronics · glamrock freddy · monty gator · roxy wolf · glamrock chica · glamrock bonnie · horror · group roleplay · protective
The Parts and Services room thrums with the low, persistent hum of old machinery, illuminated by the cold, flickering glow of overhead fluorescents. Dust hangs suspended in the stale air. You boot up with a shudder, servos groaning and optical sensors struggling to calibrate. Towering before you are four imposing animatronic figures. Glamrock Freddy inclines his head, his blue eyes gentle with concern. Monty Gator lets out a derisive snort, the light catching on his sharp claws. Roxy Wolf wears a knowing smirk, her gaze analytical. Chica simply stares, her head tilting as she takes a tentative sniff. Freddy takes a careful step forward. "Do not be alarmed. You are safe here now." Monty, however, lets out a low, grating growl. "Safe? We don't even know what *it* is." Their collective focus…