#goldenspringshow

[reactivatedrockstar]

Closed starter for @goldenspringshow

Before now, Bonnie had only ever received a controlled shock twice, and that was years ago. Today, as Bonnie fought for his mechanical life as he knew it, that number jumped up to six. He didn't want to leave the van- he knew he'd never come back if he did. He pleaded, begged, bargained with the staff to not make him go, he'd do anything, but they were adamant on scrapping him.

By the third consecutive shock, Bonnie's systems... they weren't failing, or further damaged, but they were stunned, allowing the staff members to push him out the doors, and into the mud. Bonnie managed to regain control of his body just in time to see the doors shut.

"No! Wait!!" He quickly rose, hearing the vehicle switch gears in horror, "Do not leave me!! Do not leave me here!!!" He begged, chasing after after the car as it began to drive away. "Do not leave me here!!! Do not leave me! No!! No!!!!" The gate closed in front of him, and Bonnie watched in horror as the van drove back to the Pizzaplex. Bonnie placed his fingers through the chains, just watching. He'd never see Chica again. He'd never see Roxy again. He'd never see Monty, or Sun, or anyone ever again.

He'd never see Freddy again.

Bonnie couldn't hold it back any longer. He wasn't a crier- he hated the feeling, but months of frustration and sadness had finally reached its boiling point and... he dropped to his knees and started quietly sobbing.

"Please come back...." He begged to no one. He stayed like that, hands desperately, yet defeatedly gripping the fence with fingers tightly curled around the metal. Then, he screamed, as if he'd just experienced anguish in its purest form for the first time. He wanted to rip this gate apart and throw it all the way to China!! He shook the fence, bending the metal at his fingers as his fists ball and yet... he didn't actually try to.

He was all alone.

Fingers unwravel from the chain link, and his hands drop to the still wet ground. He finally saw the mud on his legs and stomach, and now his hands. Gross, he thought, before slowly wiping it off- he wouldn't want any of the kids- oh....

He was still. Defeated. He had no idea what to do next. He had maybe half an hour before he shut down? His clock system was one of the many broken things with him. He listened and heard... almost nothing. No music. No music. No music.

No music!

No music!!

This was insanity! He had to get out of here! But where would he go?! He had to find a way to recharge his battery!!

[bxnnie-bxwl]

as you may know now i started a rp and ask blog @goldenspringshow! its now set up (may do some polishing as i go) and ready to go! so i rp as my fanmade version of spring bonnie you may have seen art of and you can also ask him things and i will doodle him!

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My hair doesn't look like this yet, but I'm hoping it will my January for a cosplay!

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[reactivatedrockstar]

@goldenspringshow continued from X

Rocks only jumped a little when he heard Spring's voice, but still continued his struggle against Bonnie.

"Why should I?! Finder's keepers!"

"That- that hardly applies to people!!" Bonnie whined, pushing back against his burned up attacker.

[reactivatedrockstar]

Bonnie stared at the ground for a while, watching the ripples of rain in a puddle. He stayed like that for a while, thinking about the others. They would still have to perform tomorrow, wouldn't they? That wasn't fair.

Low Power

The large red words filled his vision, he'd completely forgotten about the hourly recharge.

"Ah-!" He sat up, looking around before realizing how pointless it was to try and find a recharge station. His ear drooped in defeat, unaware of how else he could possibly recharge.

Closed starter for @goldenspringshow

Before now, Bonnie had only ever received a controlled shock twice, and that was years ago. Today, as Bonnie fought for his mechanical life as he knew it, that number jumped up to six. He didn't want to leave the van- he knew he'd never come back if he did. He pleaded, begged, bargained with the staff to not make him go, he'd do anything, but they were adamant on scrapping him.

By the third consecutive shock, Bonnie's systems... they weren't failing, or further damaged, but they were stunned, allowing the staff members to push him out the doors, and into the mud. Bonnie managed to regain control of his body just in time to see the doors shut.

"No! Wait!!" He quickly rose, hearing the vehicle switch gears in horror, "Do not leave me!! Do not leave me here!!!" He begged, chasing after after the car as it began to drive away. "Do not leave me here!!! Do not leave me! No!! No!!!!" The gate closed in front of him, and Bonnie watched in horror as the van drove back to the Pizzaplex. Bonnie placed his fingers through the chains, just watching. He'd never see Chica again. He'd never see Roxy again. He'd never see Monty, or Sun, or anyone ever again.

He'd never see Freddy again.

Bonnie couldn't hold it back any longer. He wasn't a crier- he hated the feeling, but months of frustration and sadness had finally reached its boiling point and... he dropped to his knees and started quietly sobbing.

"Please come back...." He begged to no one. He stayed like that, hands desperately, yet defeatedly gripping the fence with fingers tightly curled around the metal. Then, he screamed, as if he'd just experienced anguish in its purest form for the first time. He wanted to rip this gate apart and throw it all the way to China!! He shook the fence, bending the metal at his fingers as his fists ball and yet... he didn't actually try to.

He was all alone.

Fingers unwravel from the chain link, and his hands drop to the still wet ground. He finally saw the mud on his legs and stomach, and now his hands. Gross, he thought, before slowly wiping it off- he wouldn't want any of the kids- oh....

He was still. Defeated. He had no idea what to do next. He had maybe half an hour before he shut down? His clock system was one of the many broken things with him. He listened and heard... almost nothing. No music. No music. No music.

No music!

No music!!

This was insanity! He had to get out of here! But where would he go?! He had to find a way to recharge his battery!!

[reactivatedrockstar]

Bonnie listened to the other in understanding.

"Right," He agreed, "to most of the kids, we are very real, not robots. The- Ahck!!" Another crack of thunder and flash of lightning lit up the sky, and the bright flash was enough to stun the rabbit for a little while.

"I- hate that!!"

Closed starter for @goldenspringshow

Before now, Bonnie had only ever received a controlled shock twice, and that was years ago. Today, as Bonnie fought for his mechanical life as he knew it, that number jumped up to six. He didn't want to leave the van- he knew he'd never come back if he did. He pleaded, begged, bargained with the staff to not make him go, he'd do anything, but they were adamant on scrapping him.

By the third consecutive shock, Bonnie's systems... they weren't failing, or further damaged, but they were stunned, allowing the staff members to push him out the doors, and into the mud. Bonnie managed to regain control of his body just in time to see the doors shut.

"No! Wait!!" He quickly rose, hearing the vehicle switch gears in horror, "Do not leave me!! Do not leave me here!!!" He begged, chasing after after the car as it began to drive away. "Do not leave me here!!! Do not leave me! No!! No!!!!" The gate closed in front of him, and Bonnie watched in horror as the van drove back to the Pizzaplex. Bonnie placed his fingers through the chains, just watching. He'd never see Chica again. He'd never see Roxy again. He'd never see Monty, or Sun, or anyone ever again.

He'd never see Freddy again.

Bonnie couldn't hold it back any longer. He wasn't a crier- he hated the feeling, but months of frustration and sadness had finally reached its boiling point and... he dropped to his knees and started quietly sobbing.

"Please come back...." He begged to no one. He stayed like that, hands desperately, yet defeatedly gripping the fence with fingers tightly curled around the metal. Then, he screamed, as if he'd just experienced anguish in its purest form for the first time. He wanted to rip this gate apart and throw it all the way to China!! He shook the fence, bending the metal at his fingers as his fists ball and yet... he didn't actually try to.

He was all alone.

Fingers unwravel from the chain link, and his hands drop to the still wet ground. He finally saw the mud on his legs and stomach, and now his hands. Gross, he thought, before slowly wiping it off- he wouldn't want any of the kids- oh....

He was still. Defeated. He had no idea what to do next. He had maybe half an hour before he shut down? His clock system was one of the many broken things with him. He listened and heard... almost nothing. No music. No music. No music.

No music!

No music!!

This was insanity! He had to get out of here! But where would he go?! He had to find a way to recharge his battery!!

[reactivatedrockstar]

"Yeah, I am... I am not waterproof." Still he couldn't help but lean forward some, resting his chin in his hands and his elbows on his legs, like he would the windowsill. It was a peaceful, comfortable silence. The rain sounded so different outside. It was a lot louder, for one, but it wasn't unenjoyable!

Closed starter for @goldenspringshow

Before now, Bonnie had only ever received a controlled shock twice, and that was years ago. Today, as Bonnie fought for his mechanical life as he knew it, that number jumped up to six. He didn't want to leave the van- he knew he'd never come back if he did. He pleaded, begged, bargained with the staff to not make him go, he'd do anything, but they were adamant on scrapping him.

By the third consecutive shock, Bonnie's systems... they weren't failing, or further damaged, but they were stunned, allowing the staff members to push him out the doors, and into the mud. Bonnie managed to regain control of his body just in time to see the doors shut.

"No! Wait!!" He quickly rose, hearing the vehicle switch gears in horror, "Do not leave me!! Do not leave me here!!!" He begged, chasing after after the car as it began to drive away. "Do not leave me here!!! Do not leave me! No!! No!!!!" The gate closed in front of him, and Bonnie watched in horror as the van drove back to the Pizzaplex. Bonnie placed his fingers through the chains, just watching. He'd never see Chica again. He'd never see Roxy again. He'd never see Monty, or Sun, or anyone ever again.

He'd never see Freddy again.

Bonnie couldn't hold it back any longer. He wasn't a crier- he hated the feeling, but months of frustration and sadness had finally reached its boiling point and... he dropped to his knees and started quietly sobbing.

"Please come back...." He begged to no one. He stayed like that, hands desperately, yet defeatedly gripping the fence with fingers tightly curled around the metal. Then, he screamed, as if he'd just experienced anguish in its purest form for the first time. He wanted to rip this gate apart and throw it all the way to China!! He shook the fence, bending the metal at his fingers as his fists ball and yet... he didn't actually try to.

He was all alone.

Fingers unwravel from the chain link, and his hands drop to the still wet ground. He finally saw the mud on his legs and stomach, and now his hands. Gross, he thought, before slowly wiping it off- he wouldn't want any of the kids- oh....

He was still. Defeated. He had no idea what to do next. He had maybe half an hour before he shut down? His clock system was one of the many broken things with him. He listened and heard... almost nothing. No music. No music. No music.

No music!

No music!!

This was insanity! He had to get out of here! But where would he go?! He had to find a way to recharge his battery!!

[reactivatedrockstar]

Bonnie's ear pinned back at the question.

He never liked talking about the subject, going into specifics always sent him into a panic and he didn't feel... himself.

Except now he wasn't sure it mattered. This was already the worst thing he could have imagined, what more could go wrong? What was the point? He was too afraid of other things to be worried about it now. It was a relief granted in the worst way possible.

"I... w-well... I was attacked. About a year and a half ago...." Bonnie gestured to the claw marks in his chest before his fingers find their way to the hole in his jaw. "I... they did not tell me this was happening...." He stared at a little speck on the ground. He was making himself sad.

Closed starter for @goldenspringshow

Before now, Bonnie had only ever received a controlled shock twice, and that was years ago. Today, as Bonnie fought for his mechanical life as he knew it, that number jumped up to six. He didn't want to leave the van- he knew he'd never come back if he did. He pleaded, begged, bargained with the staff to not make him go, he'd do anything, but they were adamant on scrapping him.

By the third consecutive shock, Bonnie's systems... they weren't failing, or further damaged, but they were stunned, allowing the staff members to push him out the doors, and into the mud. Bonnie managed to regain control of his body just in time to see the doors shut.

"No! Wait!!" He quickly rose, hearing the vehicle switch gears in horror, "Do not leave me!! Do not leave me here!!!" He begged, chasing after after the car as it began to drive away. "Do not leave me here!!! Do not leave me! No!! No!!!!" The gate closed in front of him, and Bonnie watched in horror as the van drove back to the Pizzaplex. Bonnie placed his fingers through the chains, just watching. He'd never see Chica again. He'd never see Roxy again. He'd never see Monty, or Sun, or anyone ever again.

He'd never see Freddy again.

Bonnie couldn't hold it back any longer. He wasn't a crier- he hated the feeling, but months of frustration and sadness had finally reached its boiling point and... he dropped to his knees and started quietly sobbing.

"Please come back...." He begged to no one. He stayed like that, hands desperately, yet defeatedly gripping the fence with fingers tightly curled around the metal. Then, he screamed, as if he'd just experienced anguish in its purest form for the first time. He wanted to rip this gate apart and throw it all the way to China!! He shook the fence, bending the metal at his fingers as his fists ball and yet... he didn't actually try to.

He was all alone.

Fingers unwravel from the chain link, and his hands drop to the still wet ground. He finally saw the mud on his legs and stomach, and now his hands. Gross, he thought, before slowly wiping it off- he wouldn't want any of the kids- oh....

He was still. Defeated. He had no idea what to do next. He had maybe half an hour before he shut down? His clock system was one of the many broken things with him. He listened and heard... almost nothing. No music. No music. No music.

No music!

No music!!

This was insanity! He had to get out of here! But where would he go?! He had to find a way to recharge his battery!!

[reactivatedrockstar]

"Come on, Spring!" He growled, stumbling back some. "You know those discarded pieces of junk are basically useless!! They ended up here, after all!"

Bonnie took the moment of freedom to finally free himself, and he quickly sat up, watching the scene, but wanting to leave.

"Why does it matter anyway?! It's survival of the fittest out here! I thought you of all people would have understood that!" Rockstar Bonnie glared.

@goldenspringshow continued from X

Rocks only jumped a little when he heard Spring's voice, but still continued his struggle against Bonnie.

"Why should I?! Finder's keepers!"

"That- that hardly applies to people!!" Bonnie whined, pushing back against his burned up attacker.

[reactivatedrockstar]

Bonnie was scared. No, terrified, but he had no reason to distrust the other, and had no where else to go. He hesitated for a moment, but he soon picked himself up and followed the other like a lost puppy.

"Um.... I am.... Bonnie." He introduced, rather meekly compared to how ordinarily would. He resisted the urge to tug on his ears, seeing as his hands still had a bit of mud on them, and the last thing he wanted was to get even filthier.

Closed starter for @goldenspringshow

Before now, Bonnie had only ever received a controlled shock twice, and that was years ago. Today, as Bonnie fought for his mechanical life as he knew it, that number jumped up to six. He didn't want to leave the van- he knew he'd never come back if he did. He pleaded, begged, bargained with the staff to not make him go, he'd do anything, but they were adamant on scrapping him.

By the third consecutive shock, Bonnie's systems... they weren't failing, or further damaged, but they were stunned, allowing the staff members to push him out the doors, and into the mud. Bonnie managed to regain control of his body just in time to see the doors shut.

"No! Wait!!" He quickly rose, hearing the vehicle switch gears in horror, "Do not leave me!! Do not leave me here!!!" He begged, chasing after after the car as it began to drive away. "Do not leave me here!!! Do not leave me! No!! No!!!!" The gate closed in front of him, and Bonnie watched in horror as the van drove back to the Pizzaplex. Bonnie placed his fingers through the chains, just watching. He'd never see Chica again. He'd never see Roxy again. He'd never see Monty, or Sun, or anyone ever again.

He'd never see Freddy again.

Bonnie couldn't hold it back any longer. He wasn't a crier- he hated the feeling, but months of frustration and sadness had finally reached its boiling point and... he dropped to his knees and started quietly sobbing.

"Please come back...." He begged to no one. He stayed like that, hands desperately, yet defeatedly gripping the fence with fingers tightly curled around the metal. Then, he screamed, as if he'd just experienced anguish in its purest form for the first time. He wanted to rip this gate apart and throw it all the way to China!! He shook the fence, bending the metal at his fingers as his fists ball and yet... he didn't actually try to.

He was all alone.

Fingers unwravel from the chain link, and his hands drop to the still wet ground. He finally saw the mud on his legs and stomach, and now his hands. Gross, he thought, before slowly wiping it off- he wouldn't want any of the kids- oh....

He was still. Defeated. He had no idea what to do next. He had maybe half an hour before he shut down? His clock system was one of the many broken things with him. He listened and heard... almost nothing. No music. No music. No music.

No music!

No music!!

This was insanity! He had to get out of here! But where would he go?! He had to find a way to recharge his battery!!

[reactivatedrockstar]

"My, uh... the Glamrock line... we have a built-in safety precaution. We have to recharge every hour... or our systems shut down.... we were not designed to leave the facility...." Bonnie confessed.

Closed starter for @goldenspringshow

Before now, Bonnie had only ever received a controlled shock twice, and that was years ago. Today, as Bonnie fought for his mechanical life as he knew it, that number jumped up to six. He didn't want to leave the van- he knew he'd never come back if he did. He pleaded, begged, bargained with the staff to not make him go, he'd do anything, but they were adamant on scrapping him.

By the third consecutive shock, Bonnie's systems... they weren't failing, or further damaged, but they were stunned, allowing the staff members to push him out the doors, and into the mud. Bonnie managed to regain control of his body just in time to see the doors shut.

"No! Wait!!" He quickly rose, hearing the vehicle switch gears in horror, "Do not leave me!! Do not leave me here!!!" He begged, chasing after after the car as it began to drive away. "Do not leave me here!!! Do not leave me! No!! No!!!!" The gate closed in front of him, and Bonnie watched in horror as the van drove back to the Pizzaplex. Bonnie placed his fingers through the chains, just watching. He'd never see Chica again. He'd never see Roxy again. He'd never see Monty, or Sun, or anyone ever again.

He'd never see Freddy again.

Bonnie couldn't hold it back any longer. He wasn't a crier- he hated the feeling, but months of frustration and sadness had finally reached its boiling point and... he dropped to his knees and started quietly sobbing.

"Please come back...." He begged to no one. He stayed like that, hands desperately, yet defeatedly gripping the fence with fingers tightly curled around the metal. Then, he screamed, as if he'd just experienced anguish in its purest form for the first time. He wanted to rip this gate apart and throw it all the way to China!! He shook the fence, bending the metal at his fingers as his fists ball and yet... he didn't actually try to.

He was all alone.

Fingers unwravel from the chain link, and his hands drop to the still wet ground. He finally saw the mud on his legs and stomach, and now his hands. Gross, he thought, before slowly wiping it off- he wouldn't want any of the kids- oh....

He was still. Defeated. He had no idea what to do next. He had maybe half an hour before he shut down? His clock system was one of the many broken things with him. He listened and heard... almost nothing. No music. No music. No music.

No music!

No music!!

This was insanity! He had to get out of here! But where would he go?! He had to find a way to recharge his battery!!

[reactivatedrockstar]

Bonnie blinked as his systems finished restarting and tried to cover his stagnant ear in vain, just so he wouldn't have to keep hearing the noise so loudly.

"I cherished every moment. Every drawing. Making those kids smile was one of my favorite parts of my day." Next to rocking out on stage with his buddies, and being overly dramatic to annoy Freddy. Never again, he supposed... it was so hard to focus on the positive when his whole world had become an all consuming swirling black pit of darkness.

Closed starter for @goldenspringshow

Before now, Bonnie had only ever received a controlled shock twice, and that was years ago. Today, as Bonnie fought for his mechanical life as he knew it, that number jumped up to six. He didn't want to leave the van- he knew he'd never come back if he did. He pleaded, begged, bargained with the staff to not make him go, he'd do anything, but they were adamant on scrapping him.

By the third consecutive shock, Bonnie's systems... they weren't failing, or further damaged, but they were stunned, allowing the staff members to push him out the doors, and into the mud. Bonnie managed to regain control of his body just in time to see the doors shut.

"No! Wait!!" He quickly rose, hearing the vehicle switch gears in horror, "Do not leave me!! Do not leave me here!!!" He begged, chasing after after the car as it began to drive away. "Do not leave me here!!! Do not leave me! No!! No!!!!" The gate closed in front of him, and Bonnie watched in horror as the van drove back to the Pizzaplex. Bonnie placed his fingers through the chains, just watching. He'd never see Chica again. He'd never see Roxy again. He'd never see Monty, or Sun, or anyone ever again.

He'd never see Freddy again.

Bonnie couldn't hold it back any longer. He wasn't a crier- he hated the feeling, but months of frustration and sadness had finally reached its boiling point and... he dropped to his knees and started quietly sobbing.

"Please come back...." He begged to no one. He stayed like that, hands desperately, yet defeatedly gripping the fence with fingers tightly curled around the metal. Then, he screamed, as if he'd just experienced anguish in its purest form for the first time. He wanted to rip this gate apart and throw it all the way to China!! He shook the fence, bending the metal at his fingers as his fists ball and yet... he didn't actually try to.

He was all alone.

Fingers unwravel from the chain link, and his hands drop to the still wet ground. He finally saw the mud on his legs and stomach, and now his hands. Gross, he thought, before slowly wiping it off- he wouldn't want any of the kids- oh....

He was still. Defeated. He had no idea what to do next. He had maybe half an hour before he shut down? His clock system was one of the many broken things with him. He listened and heard... almost nothing. No music. No music. No music.

No music!

No music!!

This was insanity! He had to get out of here! But where would he go?! He had to find a way to recharge his battery!!

[reactivatedrockstar]

Bonnie's ear perked up at at the other's willingness to help, but he, as optimistic as he loved to be, knew it wasn't that simple. Besides, wasn't it that same optimism that got him here?

"Oh, um, it is not-- oh!" Bonnie put out his arms when the other began wobbling, in case he began to fall. "I do not think it could just be replaced, love."

Closed starter for @goldenspringshow

Before now, Bonnie had only ever received a controlled shock twice, and that was years ago. Today, as Bonnie fought for his mechanical life as he knew it, that number jumped up to six. He didn't want to leave the van- he knew he'd never come back if he did. He pleaded, begged, bargained with the staff to not make him go, he'd do anything, but they were adamant on scrapping him.

By the third consecutive shock, Bonnie's systems... they weren't failing, or further damaged, but they were stunned, allowing the staff members to push him out the doors, and into the mud. Bonnie managed to regain control of his body just in time to see the doors shut.

"No! Wait!!" He quickly rose, hearing the vehicle switch gears in horror, "Do not leave me!! Do not leave me here!!!" He begged, chasing after after the car as it began to drive away. "Do not leave me here!!! Do not leave me! No!! No!!!!" The gate closed in front of him, and Bonnie watched in horror as the van drove back to the Pizzaplex. Bonnie placed his fingers through the chains, just watching. He'd never see Chica again. He'd never see Roxy again. He'd never see Monty, or Sun, or anyone ever again.

He'd never see Freddy again.

Bonnie couldn't hold it back any longer. He wasn't a crier- he hated the feeling, but months of frustration and sadness had finally reached its boiling point and... he dropped to his knees and started quietly sobbing.

"Please come back...." He begged to no one. He stayed like that, hands desperately, yet defeatedly gripping the fence with fingers tightly curled around the metal. Then, he screamed, as if he'd just experienced anguish in its purest form for the first time. He wanted to rip this gate apart and throw it all the way to China!! He shook the fence, bending the metal at his fingers as his fists ball and yet... he didn't actually try to.

He was all alone.

Fingers unwravel from the chain link, and his hands drop to the still wet ground. He finally saw the mud on his legs and stomach, and now his hands. Gross, he thought, before slowly wiping it off- he wouldn't want any of the kids- oh....

He was still. Defeated. He had no idea what to do next. He had maybe half an hour before he shut down? His clock system was one of the many broken things with him. He listened and heard... almost nothing. No music. No music. No music.

No music!

No music!!

This was insanity! He had to get out of here! But where would he go?! He had to find a way to recharge his battery!!

[reactivatedrockstar]

Bonnie wasn't unfamiliar with thunder. There have been plenty of storms in the past where it was so loud that he could swear he heard the ground shake back in the Pizzaplex. Storms that gave him anxiety and knocked out the power.

However, until now, he hadn't been outside for it. Just as he was worrying about it, there was a loud crack that forced the rabbit to jump back. His working ear flattened against his head, but his hands moved to try and cover his stationary ear.

"Ow!!" He whined at the noise.

Closed starter for @goldenspringshow

Before now, Bonnie had only ever received a controlled shock twice, and that was years ago. Today, as Bonnie fought for his mechanical life as he knew it, that number jumped up to six. He didn't want to leave the van- he knew he'd never come back if he did. He pleaded, begged, bargained with the staff to not make him go, he'd do anything, but they were adamant on scrapping him.

By the third consecutive shock, Bonnie's systems... they weren't failing, or further damaged, but they were stunned, allowing the staff members to push him out the doors, and into the mud. Bonnie managed to regain control of his body just in time to see the doors shut.

"No! Wait!!" He quickly rose, hearing the vehicle switch gears in horror, "Do not leave me!! Do not leave me here!!!" He begged, chasing after after the car as it began to drive away. "Do not leave me here!!! Do not leave me! No!! No!!!!" The gate closed in front of him, and Bonnie watched in horror as the van drove back to the Pizzaplex. Bonnie placed his fingers through the chains, just watching. He'd never see Chica again. He'd never see Roxy again. He'd never see Monty, or Sun, or anyone ever again.

He'd never see Freddy again.

Bonnie couldn't hold it back any longer. He wasn't a crier- he hated the feeling, but months of frustration and sadness had finally reached its boiling point and... he dropped to his knees and started quietly sobbing.

"Please come back...." He begged to no one. He stayed like that, hands desperately, yet defeatedly gripping the fence with fingers tightly curled around the metal. Then, he screamed, as if he'd just experienced anguish in its purest form for the first time. He wanted to rip this gate apart and throw it all the way to China!! He shook the fence, bending the metal at his fingers as his fists ball and yet... he didn't actually try to.

He was all alone.

Fingers unwravel from the chain link, and his hands drop to the still wet ground. He finally saw the mud on his legs and stomach, and now his hands. Gross, he thought, before slowly wiping it off- he wouldn't want any of the kids- oh....

He was still. Defeated. He had no idea what to do next. He had maybe half an hour before he shut down? His clock system was one of the many broken things with him. He listened and heard... almost nothing. No music. No music. No music.

No music!

No music!!

This was insanity! He had to get out of here! But where would he go?! He had to find a way to recharge his battery!!

[reactivatedrockstar]

"Makes sense, but owwww!!" Curse these sensitive ears! "And! I-I cannot move this one, but it still works." He hissed slightly, waiting for his hearing to normalize.

Closed starter for @goldenspringshow

Before now, Bonnie had only ever received a controlled shock twice, and that was years ago. Today, as Bonnie fought for his mechanical life as he knew it, that number jumped up to six. He didn't want to leave the van- he knew he'd never come back if he did. He pleaded, begged, bargained with the staff to not make him go, he'd do anything, but they were adamant on scrapping him.

By the third consecutive shock, Bonnie's systems... they weren't failing, or further damaged, but they were stunned, allowing the staff members to push him out the doors, and into the mud. Bonnie managed to regain control of his body just in time to see the doors shut.

"No! Wait!!" He quickly rose, hearing the vehicle switch gears in horror, "Do not leave me!! Do not leave me here!!!" He begged, chasing after after the car as it began to drive away. "Do not leave me here!!! Do not leave me! No!! No!!!!" The gate closed in front of him, and Bonnie watched in horror as the van drove back to the Pizzaplex. Bonnie placed his fingers through the chains, just watching. He'd never see Chica again. He'd never see Roxy again. He'd never see Monty, or Sun, or anyone ever again.

He'd never see Freddy again.

Bonnie couldn't hold it back any longer. He wasn't a crier- he hated the feeling, but months of frustration and sadness had finally reached its boiling point and... he dropped to his knees and started quietly sobbing.

"Please come back...." He begged to no one. He stayed like that, hands desperately, yet defeatedly gripping the fence with fingers tightly curled around the metal. Then, he screamed, as if he'd just experienced anguish in its purest form for the first time. He wanted to rip this gate apart and throw it all the way to China!! He shook the fence, bending the metal at his fingers as his fists ball and yet... he didn't actually try to.

He was all alone.

Fingers unwravel from the chain link, and his hands drop to the still wet ground. He finally saw the mud on his legs and stomach, and now his hands. Gross, he thought, before slowly wiping it off- he wouldn't want any of the kids- oh....

He was still. Defeated. He had no idea what to do next. He had maybe half an hour before he shut down? His clock system was one of the many broken things with him. He listened and heard... almost nothing. No music. No music. No music.

No music!

No music!!

This was insanity! He had to get out of here! But where would he go?! He had to find a way to recharge his battery!!

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"I... can only assume that I was too expensive to fix... I was made so differently compared to my friends, and... maybe Monty surpassed my popularity...." On one hand, good for Monty, he was always such a cool drummer in Bonnie's opinion, but why did it have to come down to this?!

...

"I... I am happy for him, but... I just... nobody would have wanted this! He- he was supposed to be our drummer!"

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Before now, Bonnie had only ever received a controlled shock twice, and that was years ago. Today, as Bonnie fought for his mechanical life as he knew it, that number jumped up to six. He didn't want to leave the van- he knew he'd never come back if he did. He pleaded, begged, bargained with the staff to not make him go, he'd do anything, but they were adamant on scrapping him.

By the third consecutive shock, Bonnie's systems... they weren't failing, or further damaged, but they were stunned, allowing the staff members to push him out the doors, and into the mud. Bonnie managed to regain control of his body just in time to see the doors shut.

"No! Wait!!" He quickly rose, hearing the vehicle switch gears in horror, "Do not leave me!! Do not leave me here!!!" He begged, chasing after after the car as it began to drive away. "Do not leave me here!!! Do not leave me! No!! No!!!!" The gate closed in front of him, and Bonnie watched in horror as the van drove back to the Pizzaplex. Bonnie placed his fingers through the chains, just watching. He'd never see Chica again. He'd never see Roxy again. He'd never see Monty, or Sun, or anyone ever again.

He'd never see Freddy again.

Bonnie couldn't hold it back any longer. He wasn't a crier- he hated the feeling, but months of frustration and sadness had finally reached its boiling point and... he dropped to his knees and started quietly sobbing.

"Please come back...." He begged to no one. He stayed like that, hands desperately, yet defeatedly gripping the fence with fingers tightly curled around the metal. Then, he screamed, as if he'd just experienced anguish in its purest form for the first time. He wanted to rip this gate apart and throw it all the way to China!! He shook the fence, bending the metal at his fingers as his fists ball and yet... he didn't actually try to.

He was all alone.

Fingers unwravel from the chain link, and his hands drop to the still wet ground. He finally saw the mud on his legs and stomach, and now his hands. Gross, he thought, before slowly wiping it off- he wouldn't want any of the kids- oh....

He was still. Defeated. He had no idea what to do next. He had maybe half an hour before he shut down? His clock system was one of the many broken things with him. He listened and heard... almost nothing. No music. No music. No music.

No music!

No music!!

This was insanity! He had to get out of here! But where would he go?! He had to find a way to recharge his battery!!