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First, may as well test the foundations. Finding that handy remote, you click it--
!!
A mild rattle--
>THOOMP-KRK-!!
Okay... still a little shaky, even with concrete that's a lot of force slamming at once. On one hand it's definitely causing a bit of pain to the Pizzeria even with the upgrade, but it's also a DAMN strong gate.
You have two hours until you need to pick up JJ. Charlie was strict on needing to start her Genocide Crusade by 10PM and you don't want to stretch her generosity.
Most of the Hive find Charlie cute enough, but a minority have concerns that she might just steal JJ, take her apart to study her, and you'd never see her again. You 'are' Fazbear property after all, she’d be blameless from her end of the ‘battle against Corporate’.
Most of the Hive quickly silences those concerns. You'll be fine, get JJ with some brand spankin' new hands, and maybe even do some Demon slaying yourself. You're slow but you've had a decent track record so far.
But first... You turn on the PC, let's see that Daily Special...
>VRRRRM-VRRRRM-
Right... the booting. The Hive groans internally almost in perfect harmony as the damn thing hums and hums and...
>Drib... Dribbit...
?
Something wet...?
>Plik.
A small thin trail of red makes its way from the bottom-edge of the monitor. The dripping gets a bit louder. Another tear of red
Another, and another-the computer is screaming louder than usual as it tries to hum to life-
>Plip... Dribb--drib---Drrk-!!
The drips turn to a pouring of thick liquid as red begins to seep over the monitor, splashing onto the floor, soaking your shoes. Thick, with coagulated bits of pink mingled-
>Basketball Hoop, goes in front of the Pizzeria, +10% Public Awareness, +10% Entertainment Value, -10% Health & Safety, 130 USD
>BLSHHH-!!
A firehose of red bursts from inside the monitor, slamming you against the wall, you struggle to get your body to sidle left or right but find yourself pinned to the wall for what feels like way too damn long, your purple uniform drenched red and heavy...
It keeps going-your oculars unable to see anything but the red soaking them!
>Blip. Blip...
At long last, it stops.
The keyboard, chair, floor... now a foot deep in red-oh fuck it, call it what it is.
A foot deep in blood.
<musing>Was that a motherfucking ‘Evil Dead’ reference?
The ... deal is still on the dripping monitor, and the PC is still kicking. No doubt everything in a mile radius knows where you are now thanks to... that.
...
<insult>That was a reference to ‘The Shining’ you trash-binging whore.
