░▒▓ FUN GIRL

Fun gave out a small yelp, pushing the claws away from her face. She kept squirming, kicking the monster to let her go. No way this thing is going to make her his puppet, never. She managed to spit in his face, black goo splatting on the animatronic’s eye. Fun began kicking harder, using her strength to try to escape. Nothing else mattered right now, only her. Her way to escape.

The animatronic     GROWLED     at the endless    STRUGGLING,     shaking his head lightly to     CLEAR     his eye of the      GOOEY     black substance she     SPRAYED     onto it. His only     GOAL     at this point was to hold her down     &&     get to work.     FORCING     one of his     CLAWS     past her lips, he slowly moved it to the side     &&     began     PUSHING     upwards on the     CORNER     of her mouth, attempting to     TEAR     the     FRAGILE     skin     PULSING     above it. 

    ⧼♔⧽     “      Now, tell me, my     D E A R      —     how does it     FEEL     knowing you’re just another     PUPPET     in my     SHOW?     That you’re being      REDUCED      to not even a     SPECK     OF     DUST ?     “     ⧼♔⧽

Being an animatronic whose mouth was     LOCKED     in an     UNSETTLING     SMILE,     one would most likely     ASSUME     he meant     HARM     upon seeing him for the first time. However, in times like     THESE,     he was able to     TREAT     his     VICTIMS     to another side of him: the malicious purely     EVIL     &&     SADISTIC     side that longed for nothing more than to see     AGONY     in others’ eyes, especially if it was     CAUSED     by     HIMSELF.