[[OOC: Warning of potential spoilers in any cast mate threads]]
I. Fresh out of the box house
Waking up, rather than booting up, in an unknown room, had been a strange thing to experience. Finding himself not just blocked from databases and uplinks, but lacking them completely, had been shocking. Falling off of the rather small bed and hurting his nose on the floor had been embarrassing, as had his reaction to finding a little blood from his bit lip.
Finally he'd made it out of the house, his bag of supplies and the awkward hug both pressed upon him as he'd left. His lip was still a little sore, but otherwise he was alright, though the sensation of being cold had started to lose it's novelty to him.
"I have spent too much time, I must find where Gregory is. If he is here I need to ensure that he is safe."
The six and a half foot tall man looked about him, hoping for any signs of where he might go to find the child. He was fit, with medium length, shaggy, sandy blond hair that would have just fit back in a short pony tail if it was pulled back. Around his purple eyes were blue and red markings, giving him a slightly exotic look, and dividing his chin in half was a strip of blue colored facial hair, as well as the skin underneath being blue.
A sound not unlike nails on a chalkboard comes from down at his feet and the man looks down. There, trying to find a way to scale it's trainer, is a little Mimikyu.
"I am sorry little one, let me help you." He reached down to scoop up the pokemon, that looked even smaller than normal, and fearlessly put it on his shoulder. It clung there to the simple golden yellow vest that he wore, reaching out to point with one dark, ghostly hand from under it's rag. "Oh, he might be in that direction? Then I shall have to go check." He declared, turning to head toward the grassy area, seeming to miss the signs warning of wild pokemon in the grass.
II. Time for a new stage town
Freddy had reached Cherrygrove in what might have been record time, but unfortunately he had run himself ragged in doing so. "I do not understand, there have been no low power warnings, why do I feel like I need a charging station so much?" He asked to the pokemon on his shoulder, which was, at the moment, a cute little Bounsweet.
"Sweeee~" the little creature trilled, rocking side to side on his shoulder for a moment.
"I do not understand you, though I wish I did." He said, frowning slightly. "It is not your fault though, it is my own. I will have to work harder to understand you. If I had my programming I might be able to figure out a translator, but I am stuck like this now." He admitted.
"Swee... Boun-sweeeee." Came the response, followed by a higher pitched noise as the mammoth man began to fall. The once robotic being had pushed himself to the edge of exhaustion without realizing it.
III. This is a fazwatch poke gear...
[Freddy had found it easy enough to learn the poke gear, and had taken to monitoring it most of the time, but now... now he was feeling like he was running low on options.]
Hello, I know many of you may not know me... my name is Freddy Fazbear.
[On screen is a close up of a face that is both defined and gentle, the camera close enough to pick up on faint scars that exist in the blue and red markings around his eyes.]
I have been looking for someone specific from my home since I arrived here, I did not want to call you out on here, but I am afraid you are in a place I cannot find right now.
[The expression on his face is one of soft worry and sadness.]
Gregory, if you are out there, if it is safe, contact me back. If you do not... I plan to make sure I am very obvious, everywhere I go.
[It's at this that a Scorbunny jumps into frame, starting a blaze for a brief moment before letting it stop.]
If someone knows Gregory, please make sure he is okay with you telling me about where he might be. I want to see him again, very much, but his safety is most important.
Freddy Fazbear | FNAF: Security Breach | OTA
boxhouseWaking up, rather than booting up, in an unknown room, had been a strange thing to experience. Finding himself not just blocked from databases and uplinks, but lacking them completely, had been shocking. Falling off of the rather small bed and hurting his nose on the floor had been embarrassing, as had his reaction to finding a little blood from his bit lip.
Finally he'd made it out of the house, his bag of supplies and the awkward hug both pressed upon him as he'd left. His lip was still a little sore, but otherwise he was alright, though the sensation of being cold had started to lose it's novelty to him.
"I have spent too much time, I must find where Gregory is. If he is here I need to ensure that he is safe."
The six and a half foot tall man looked about him, hoping for any signs of where he might go to find the child. He was fit, with medium length, shaggy, sandy blond hair that would have just fit back in a short pony tail if it was pulled back. Around his purple eyes were blue and red markings, giving him a slightly exotic look, and dividing his chin in half was a strip of blue colored facial hair, as well as the skin underneath being blue.
A sound not unlike nails on a chalkboard comes from down at his feet and the man looks down. There, trying to find a way to scale it's trainer, is a little Mimikyu.
"I am sorry little one, let me help you." He reached down to scoop up the pokemon, that looked even smaller than normal, and fearlessly put it on his shoulder. It clung there to the simple golden yellow vest that he wore, reaching out to point with one dark, ghostly hand from under it's rag. "Oh, he might be in that direction? Then I shall have to go check." He declared, turning to head toward the grassy area, seeming to miss the signs warning of wild pokemon in the grass.
stagetownFreddy had reached Cherrygrove in what might have been record time, but unfortunately he had run himself ragged in doing so. "I do not understand, there have been no low power warnings, why do I feel like I need a charging station so much?" He asked to the pokemon on his shoulder, which was, at the moment, a cute little Bounsweet.
"Sweeee~" the little creature trilled, rocking side to side on his shoulder for a moment.
"I do not understand you, though I wish I did." He said, frowning slightly. "It is not your fault though, it is my own. I will have to work harder to understand you. If I had my programming I might be able to figure out a translator, but I am stuck like this now." He admitted.
"Swee... Boun-sweeeee." Came the response, followed by a higher pitched noise as the mammoth man began to fall. The once robotic being had pushed himself to the edge of exhaustion without realizing it.
fazwatchpoke gear...[Freddy had found it easy enough to learn the poke gear, and had taken to monitoring it most of the time, but now... now he was feeling like he was running low on options.]
Hello, I know many of you may not know me... my name is Freddy Fazbear.
[On screen is a close up of a face that is both defined and gentle, the camera close enough to pick up on faint scars that exist in the blue and red markings around his eyes.]
I have been looking for someone specific from my home since I arrived here, I did not want to call you out on here, but I am afraid you are in a place I cannot find right now.
[The expression on his face is one of soft worry and sadness.]
Gregory, if you are out there, if it is safe, contact me back. If you do not... I plan to make sure I am very obvious, everywhere I go.
[It's at this that a Scorbunny jumps into frame, starting a blaze for a brief moment before letting it stop.]
If someone knows Gregory, please make sure he is okay with you telling me about where he might be. I want to see him again, very much, but his safety is most important.
Thank you for listening.