Yep. I've officially gone the deep end and now I'm making a "universes react to" book.
Xenophanes: So much for not doing one!
Orion: Get out of here!
But yes. I did say I wasn't going to do one but then I thought, "I've already made like four books...
This chapter is inspired by Final_Hourand their story named "One Chance" it is a story about a Jaune male reader places in a fnaf situation where it's team RWBY and NPR as the replacement missing children amongst other things. If you want to know more then read the story, it's worth it.
Lost Searcher: Remember that one story where my counterpart was less than happy with?
Flashback
I come out of the booth with a shot up film reel and throw it into the wall.
Orion: GO ROT IN HELL YOU PATHETIC EXCUSE OF A STORY!
Present time
Lost Searcher: I have found a way to make it work this time, preferably without going mentally deranged this time.
William Marcus Afton.
Where to begin with this, he has a very extensive lore to him it would be an essay and a half to explain from his teen's to his early 20's. Though what is he doing well, he's currently rotting away in yet another pizzeria. Yes, again as he watches his life happen before his eyes for 1987th time.
Mark: It's been so long since I've seen the sunlight. Ever since that wretched blob tried to kill me, I've been stuck under this rubble.
He said stuck in the same position for a religious reset and a half. He was about to start his 1988th life recap when he heard some shuffling outside.
Mark: What's that?
Outside the ground was shifting and the rubble was coming off of the purple man and allowing the littlest of sunshine to pass through the debris hanging over the rabbit. Now filled with determination he starts digging upwards to the surface world. (Centuries of world shifting would allow the debris of the pizzaplex would eventually turn into pebbles.) He clawed his way through the the remains of his longest lasting I.P. though he wasn't exactly involved with it, it still held sentimental value.
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Mark: Not surprising that this place was abandoned. Just more so that it's colors were drained away.
He walked around the place trying to find the exit when he stumbled upon the face of the blob. Angered by it he tore the face open and found a small disc in it. Remembering the disc he picked it off the mechanical spaghetti and placed it on his chest for safe keeping. He made his way to the doors and opened them making him blinded for a moment.
Mark: Agh! Fucking hell!
He rubs his eyes and walks around the outside finding it in the middle of a forest. He walks through the forest until he found an abandoned home it seemed to be a two floor cabin with roughly six rooms per floor.He enters the house finding it abandoned and decrepitappearing as if unused in 2 decades.
