FNAF group chat

Security Breach (12)

Vanessa:
HOLY SHIT! IS THAT A DEAD BODY?
Glamrock Freddy:
Calling police...
Vanessa:
FREDDY NO!
Glamrock Chica:
Is it a dead body though?
Gregory:
Uh... he looks alive to me. Just drunk. There is blood though.
Vanessa:
Freddy, call an ambulance.
Glamrock Freddy:
Calling ambulance...
Monty:
I love that you're using him as if he's Siri or some shit.
Roxy:
Freddy, what's the weather today? LMAO
Glamrock Freddy:
Right now, it is 64º with light drizzle. You can expect the same later, with a high of 70º and a low of 43º. There is a 90% chance of rain and a flood warning has been issued until 8:00 PM.
Roxy:
I WAS FUCKING JOKING! HOLY SHIT!
Glamrock Foxy:
Forget Freddy's weird ass bullshit... the drunk guy?
Gregory:
Yeah, he's passed out because he got drunk, began dancing to fucking Mary Had a Little Lamb, then slipped and hit his head on a table.
Vanessa:
I seriously thought we had a murder mystery on our hands or something. LMAO
Glamrock Chica:
You know everyone would've automatically suspected you, right?
Vanessa:
I THOUGHT WE WERE OVER THAT SHIT!
Gregory:
YOU TRIED TO KILL ME!
Vanessa:
I also bought you McDonald's yesterday.
Gregory:
... good point.
Glamrock Chica:
Are you two at least trying to help the guy? He's bleeding.
Glamrock Freddy:
Apply pressure to the injured area.
Gregory:
I'm not going near him. He smells like old whisky.
Vanessa:
If I touch him, his blood will be on my hands... hell no.
Monty:
That's a good point... FUCK THE DEAD GUY!
Roxy:
HE'S NOT DEAD DUMB FUCK!
Vanessa:
Update... he has a kid... who is dancing and singing about how they hope he's dead. This is fucked up.
Gregory:
She's doing some stupid TikTok dance... and she's stepping in the blood.
Glamrock Freddy:
Are the paramedics here yet?
Glamrock Foxy:
... I hear sirens outside so, yes.
Vanessa:
Oh thank God... people have been taking pictures of this guy since he fell.
Glamrock Freddy:
You're telling me that people are taking pictures instead of helping.
Gregory:
I'm eating pizza instead of helping. It has pineapple on it.
Glamrock Chica:
Vanessa... you should've killed him.
Vanessa:
I think you're right.
Gregory:
WHAT? I just like pineapple on pizza!
Glamrock Freddy:
Can you unadopt someone?
Roxy:
LMFAO, even Freddy's fucking done!
Glamrock Foxy:
That's fucked up.
Roxy:
Why do you keep disappearing for periods of time? Like, you stop talking, then you say something, then you disappear again.
Glamrock Foxy:
Oh... a kid pissed all over Kid's Cove so... I had to evacuate the area... LMAO
Vanessa:
Fucking nope. I don't get paid enough to deal with that...
Gregory:
Speaking of cleaning... Freddy, call a cleaner bot to our location so it can clean up the blood.
Glamrock Freddy:
Calling Cleaner Bot... HOLD ON! WHY ARE YOU MAKING ME DO THIS?
Monty:
Because you'll respond to any command.
Glamrock Freddy:
ALL OF US WILL!
Roxy:
I disagree.
Vanessa:
Same. Chica sure as fuck never listens when we tell her to STOP EATING THE FUCKING TRASH!
Glamrock Chica:
LMAO, shut up.
Glamrock Freddy:
Monty, take large cheese pizza to the Martin family at table 13.
Monty:
That's not my job... fuck off.
Glamrock Freddy:
YOU'RE ALL BROKEN THEN!
Glamrock Bonnie:
Freddy... it's all of us against you.
Glamrock Foxy:
You're the only one who follows orders like that.
Roxy:
I mean, if someone asks me to do something... I might do it.
Glamrock Chica:
Like last week... I asked you to help me paint that back wall of that one room.
Vanessa:
THAT WAS YOU?
Roxy:
LMAO, yeah. That was us and it looks fucking amazing.
Vanessa:
IT looks like a kid shit their pants, then smeared it on the wall.
Glamrock Chica:
That's exactly what we were going for.
Roxy:
It fits Fazbear Entertainment pretty well. Just a bunch of shit.
Vanessa:
That's true. Maybe add some blood splatter to it too then.
Glamrock Foxy:
I wanna help!
Glamrock Bonnie:
I'LL PAINT THE DEAD KIDS!
Gregory:
You're way too happy about that.
Monty:
Freddy, go take that pizza to table 13...
Glamrock Freddy:
Taking large pizza to table 13. GO FAZBEAR YOURSELF MONTY!