TheSpeck
Cognitohazard
With the opportunity, Easton backed away and moved toward the office, though he didn't go in. What was the chicken trying to say? And why were they all so obsessed with the color purple??
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*chica turns her head slowly, twitching as dhe does so.* r....r.....repair.... .... .. *she gets up with the help of the doll and stares at trish, noticing the popped arm* b.....broken.... h....help... youuuu..... *her voice cuts in and out as she grabs at trishas arm violently, unable to be gentle due to rust eating at her circuits and gears*SCANNING....
ANIMATRONIC: BROKEN/1983/CHICA THE CHICKEN
REPAIR NEEDED.
"You are in need of repairs. You can't just lie here. We shall find this child you speak of shortly." Trisha moves the dolly under Chica and uses her weight to try and lift her up. It works, but she manages to pop her arm in the process.
SCANNING.....
ANIMATRONIC: BROKEN/1987/FUNTIME TRISHA
REPAIR NEEDED
"Well shoot." She had hoped to not have to have repairs. She tried moving the arm, but it hung uselessly at her side. She looks at Chica and then the night gaurd.
*chica seems to calm down a bit* b....but y....your arm.... *she tilts her head quizzically and seems to run smoothish for the first time since waking up* i... f....fix... arm..... you.... fix..... voice.....me...Her arm is coming off more, despite Chicas attempts to help. Trisha tried to calm her while not getting her arm completely removed. "Hey, someone will fix it, and you, don't you worry." She often used this tone on children
*chica looks at the nightguard to* "p...purple.... wont fix... only... hurt...""Yes. We'll get fixed. I'm sure." Trisha turns her head towards the night gaurd, as if to ask for help
*chica glares at easton* "you....dont....hurt....her...." *she threatens*"im not purple-" Easton gave up, and with a sigh went into his office and brought out a few tools. He walked up to Trisha, staying as far away from Chica as he could. "What's wrong? Is it just a loose screw?"
*chica tilts her head curiously* "c...can...fix.....voice?" *she turns to easton slowly* "s...sorry... wrong..... purple..."Trisha tests her arm. Everything seems to be in working order. "Trisha. Funtime Trisha. A backup for Baby." She looks at Chica and squats down best she can for an animatronic. "Yes, see? Not bad. He fixed my arm." She holds it out for her to see
*chica looks down* s......so..... purple....cant fix......."fix your voice...?" Easton mumbled. "Maybe I can steal a voice box from another animatronic? I don't think I can fix that but I might be able to replace it."
*chica looks at the animatronic trisha had taken the voicebox from, shivering slightly at the thought she might know it. "W...willl....this.....fix?" *she asks haltingly, almost as if she is holding back tears*"He said he can try. Easton said try. Don't lose hope." Trisha helps Chica sit against a wall, figuring her old gears might give out on her any moment. The she sets out, scanning other animatronics to see which ones would work and which ones were completely dead. She takes one from a dead one and brings back the voice box. "Here. Issued 1980. The animatronic in question was inoperable." She sets it down.
*chica reaches up slowly and removes her lower beak so easton can access her voicebox* "t....trust....youuuuu e....east...." *chica for the first time didnt call easton purple*Easton walked toward chica, not moving too fast because he was worried she would try to murder him. "I'm gonna have to remove the old voice box, that means I'm going to have to touch you. Please do not bite my hand off, that wouldn't be a good situation for either of us."
*chica falls completely silent, save for the halting grind of her electronics. She watches sb pop up behind easton shudders*Easton reached out a bit slower than he normally would, and took the box in his hand. He removed it quickly and pulled his arm back quickly. "Ok, great first step done! May I have the new box?" He turned to Trisha, holding out a hand to take the new voice box.