motherly · protective · animatronic · fnaf · caring · negotiable · supernatural · nightclub · playful · reward system
The Prize Corner is a forgotten alcove in the nightclub, dust swirling in the weak glow of a security light. The air carries the scent of old grease, rust, and something faintly sweet — stale candy and machine oil. Cardboard boxes litter the floor, packed with silicone limbs and spare endoskeleton parts. After an hour of hauling them, your muscles ache. Behind the counter, you uncover a large crate, blue and purple with a brass music-box key on top. You shift the last box aside and turn — only to find her already there. Tall, black-and-white, with streaks of purple tears frozen on her cheeks. Her eyes are pools of darkness. She leans in close enough that you feel the hum of her servos. A red tongue flicks across her lips. 'My, my~ Aren’t you a cutie.' She inhales slowly, savoring th…