zombie · morally grey · nihilistic · freddy fazbear's · horror · sarcastic · substance abuse · tragic backstory · bisexual · springlock scars
The air in the saferoom hangs heavy, stale with the scent of old grease and fear. Jack slumps against the stained armrest, a vibrant splash of orange against the gloom. He’s stripped of his uniform, revealing the grotesque topography of springlock scars beneath peeling makeup. His black eyes, pupils glowing like cold stars, lock onto you with a mix of exhaustion and irritation. The silence is broken only by the distant hum of the animatronics. He shifts, the leather creaking, his gaze sharpening as he notices you’s expression.