I was used for war I had self awareness, emotion and I felt pain I could eat and drink if I wanted to and yet they treated me like garbage i was retired after the war between Russia and China ended. I was made by the Australians and was sent to the USA used undercover ops now I'm in a pizzeria with a bunch of animatronics who kill their night guards, I don't really like that they kill but a part of me loves it but I'm kept in the parts/service room forgotten the only company is some one called spring trap we got along for the most part but we're left here forgotten doomed to rust and fall apart or so I thought. I do not own Five nights of Freddie's.
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