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{fnaf Adventures}

Time start:02:35(5/5/24, no start time noted for the 11th)
Time end: 17:39
Date of creation:5/3/24
(it then wasn't worked on till 11/3/24 and finished on the same day
Words:601

*recording started...*

Something is...happining? The last thing I remember is going to talk to the crew.. And to help Toby with his boredom and then.. Everything freezes, everyone freezes, I could feel my wiring freezing, stopping, I try to move to reach out and touch anything, anyone but I just could not move. I could hear nothing, literally nothing I could feel my memory chip freezing, the feeling of my memories corrupting all the events I've had with the crew, all the moments with freddy and all the times I've nearly died, broken beyond repair in my book, but then waking up only to see that I'm fixed and the relief to see everyones faces again, to know that they would build me back up again, even if we're on bad terms and the stress is high, even if we're scarce on materials, somehow.. I'll be built back up, I know I can trust them but it's just so hard...to know that I can trust them but actually feeling like I trust them, in my own twisted way, I do trust them, but not enough to turn my back and leave it out in the open, a rule I learned long long ago is to not turn your back on the untrusted and sketchy,even if I was a 'child who didn't know better ' to the others back at freddy and 'a poor little vulnerable bunbun' to the crew, somehow I'm like a danger magnet, somehow danger always lurks in the darkest corners and at the ends of the shadiest hallways, may just be paranoia but, it's practically merged into your blood here in deep space, to not trust that movement there in the shadows, to not trust that fake shadow that quickly dipped behind that corner, you're always on high alert, in space stations and even on your own ship where you know it's supposed to be safe and a place to relax, for some reason being on the ship is more stressful than being in a middle of a chase with freddy, I know that may be a bit much, but it sure does feel alot more stressful.

Its cold, and it's boring, not being able to move, to speak, to fight and bicker, to not  play with glub glub and his over active imagination, who was forced to grow up to quickly in this hell hole, Toby acts to mature for his looks sometimes, I know that he's old, very old in slime terms, but I can't stop seeing a little child in him.. A child that needs protecting but without anyone to protect him so he learned how to fend for himself, an innocence that needs to be protected and saved, but In such a harsh place it's hard to do anything good, to not mess up and end up back at square one and a very pissed off crew..surely someone will come for us, for at least them, my charge is dying slowly draining, but I can't imagine what it would be like for them.. It must be so painful.. I wish I could help, to stop this.. But it's useless.. I've failed my crew once again.. Bonnie out..

*recording saved to backup drive.. In 10 minutes...*

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*saving failed.. Storing in backup memory storage.. Please fix back up drive to continue download*

He's sure glad acron added that feature.. Another thing to thank him on.. Once he innefitably meets him again