FNAF group chat

SecurityBreach (7)

Glamrock Bonnie:
WOOHOO!
Monty:
Why are you so excited?
Vanessa:
... should I be concerned?
Gregory:
Maybe...
Glamrock Bonnie:
WE FOUND FOXY'S METALLIC CORPSE!
Glamrock Freddy:
Don't word it like that...
Glamrock Chica:
I thought you guys stopped looking for that... it's been like two weeks since you mentioned it last.
Gregory:
I was serious about finding it... and Bonnie wanted to help.
Roxy:
I'm not getting scrapped... right?
Vanessa:
No... we don't have time for that.
Roxy:
Wow, thanks. That's so reassuring...
Monty:
That seems very sarcastic.
Roxy:
IT WAS SARCASTIC YOU FUCKING IDIOT!
Glamrock Bonnie:
So... can we repair Foxy?
Vanessa:
... at least you're asking first. I don't give a shit. Do whatever you want.
Glamrock Freddy:
YAY! WE'RE GETTING OUR OLD FRIENDS BACK!
Sun:
YAY! FRIENDS!
Glamrock Bonnie:
He's in this chat?
Monty:
Unfortunately...
Gregory:
I forgot about him too honestly.
Glamrock Chica:
I'm bored... can I come watch you two try to fix Foxy?
Gregory:
We're not just going to try... we're going to succeed.
Roxy:
... oh no. I don't trust that statement
Glamrock Freddy:
Believe in my child. Oh, and Bonnie.
Glamrock Bonnie:
Thanks!
Sun:
Some kid spilled Fizzy Faz in the ball pit... IT'S STICKY!
Vanessa:
... I'm so glad cleaning shit isn't my job... why did I just hear a loud bang?
Gregory:
... nothing.
Glamrock Bonnie:
Everything is just peachy!
Roxy:
WHO THE FUCK SAYS PEACHY?
Monty:
It's like how Freddy says Fazbear instead of saying fuck...
Glamrock Chica:
*Freddy knocks something over* OH FAZBEAR!
Glamrock Freddy:
It's better than the things you all say... you shouldn't even be programmed with that type of language.
Vanessa:
None of this is answering my question. Why was there a loud bang.
Gregory:
We may have dropped Foxy down a flight of stairs. Don't worry... he didn't feel it.
Glamrock Bonnie:
I got him! :)
Glamrock Chica:
I think they're gonna need some help.
Roxy:
Yeah... they may fuck up his programming. No longer will he be a pirate. He will be an expensive hooker who lost his pants in the War of 1812.
Vanessa:
... what the actual fuck is wrong with you?
Roxy:
That's a pretty good question. I'll let you know when I find out.
Sun:
I CLEANED THE BALL PIT!
Monty:
NO ONE ASKED!
Gregory:
... we need help.
Glamrock Bonnie:
WHY IS THIS SO HARD?
Monty:
Gregory, didn't you upgrade Freddy that one time.
Gregory:
IT WASN'T HIS PROGRAMMING AND SHIT! HE WAS STILL FUNCTIONAL!
Glamrock Freddy:
Bonnie should know what to do.
Glamrock Bonnie:
WHY ARE WE SO COMPLICATED INSIDE?
Vanessa:
Try understanding the human mind. It's fucked.
Glamrock Chica:
From what I'm hearing... he's having a mental breakdown.
Sun:
I can come help!
Monty:
You eat fucking glitter glue. No.
Glamrock Chica:
I'm coming to parts and service. Just hold on a minute.
Vanessa:
Or you could just leave it to the professionals.
Glamrock Bonnie:
True... does that mean you're on your way?
Vanessa:
I NEVER FUCKING SAID THAT!
Roxy:
... you could probably help though... what are you even doing at the moment?
Vanessa:
Something more important than this shit.
Roxy:
Fucking lies. You're probably watching videos of kids falling or something. LMAO
Vanessa:
... do you think I'm heartless or something?
Roxy:
Yes.
Monty:
100% yes. You're a bitch.
Glamrock Freddy:
You can be a bit harsh.
Glamrock Chica:
... that doesn't mean heartless.
Gregory:
I mean, she did try to kill me.
Vanessa:
Your argument is invalid. LMAO
Gregory:
You just know that I'm right and you don't want to admit it.
Glamrock Bonnie:
Murder is never the answer.
Glamrock Chica:
Unless someone takes your food.
Vanessa:
Or if you're part of a weird cult which revolves around a child murderer from the 80s and immortality. That seems pretty justifiable.
Glamrock Freddy:
Definitely not.
Gregory:
No... she has a point. YOLO
Roxy:
No one fucking says that anymore. You should know that.
Gregory:
I'm bringing it back.
Monty:
Please don't.
Glamrock Chica:
Anyways... Foxy will have to be fixed later... these two have fucked up enough shit for one night.
Glamrock Bonnie:
YOU'RE SO MEAN!
Gregory:
I still think a certain someone should come help us...
Vanessa:
... NO!