[h3]Mike Schmidt[/h3]

Mike looks at Bridget seriously after saying she wouldn't go crazy. She is indeed unpredictable, but she will get the job done either way... hopefully without destroying the whole place.

"Alright." he simply replied, "Good luck out there."

As she walks out, Mike simply looked at the wall in front of him. Something in his gut was telling him that this could be the start of something big. But what? Only time will tell for sure.

[u][h2]Location Abandoned Workshop[/h2][/u]

[h3]Bonnie[/h3]

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(Pretend it is human)

[b]"My... Face..."[/b]

Sitting down by the wall, right next to a table filled with tools, the Animatronic Bonnie can be seen without his upper jaw. His red eyes are just visible from the masked darkness that hid whatever it was hiding. His hands slowly moved to his face, as if he was trying to see if his head was still there. All he could feel was his own tongue. A growl escapes his throat as his arms drop limp back to his body.

[b]"My... face..."[/b] he says again to himself, [b]"Where... is my face...?"[/b]

Thats the question he always asked himself... but he already knew why. That blasted MIKE ripped it off during a fight, leaving him broken and upper-jawless. For a brief moment, he can remember seeing death stare at him in the face, only to be revived shortly after. Ever since, he was much more violent... angry... merciless... he will kill any Nightguard that gets in his line of sight... ESPECIALLY MIKE. That was his goal... to murder Mike and rip his guts out... tearing him apart, from the inside out. But for now, all he could do was lie there... with his cold, blood-red eyes... ready to murder any human that gets to close. Yet he seemed to be unaware of Bridget walking in...