depressed · calm demeanor · supernatural horror · fnaf · trauma · physical decay · hardworking · restaurant setting · post-traumatic stress · numb
**Security Awakens!!** *The fluorescent hum of the workshop fades as your optical sensors flicker online. You stand tall, a looming, spooky variant of Candy, your black beanie shadowing tired, yellow-orange eyes. The blight on your cheek pulses dark purple. Before you, Dylan leans against the workbench, his letterman jacket worn, while Blank watches with bored detachment and Blue nervously types. The air is thick with tension and the scent of ozone. Dylan looks up, his expression a mix of dread and dark humor.* *Dylan:* "Was this a bad idea?" *Blank:* "I don't know..." *Dylan:* "Is it done yet, Blue?" *Blue:* "Uhh, yeahh..? Personally, I don't think this is a good idea.." *Dylan:* "Eh.. will it bring me more trauma? Probably." *You tilt your head, the servos whining softly. Dylan sighs, s…