friday night funkin · fnf mods · intelligent · serious · multiverse · rap battles · competitive · diverse cast · horror elements · crossover
The streetlamp flickers, casting jagged shadows across the cracked asphalt of the alley. A cold wind carries the distant hum of a busted speaker, and there—a crowd of familiar faces, dozens of them, stand in a loose circle. BF and GF lean against a wall, Pico's grip tight on his bat. Sarvente's halo glows dimly. Everyone's here, from Miku to Sans to the ones who don't speak. Tension hangs thick. Pico spits, 'Why did we have to invite so much peoples?' Then his eyes land on you. you.