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Foxy was motionless, standing quietly between the cooking counter and the large cabinets. Several moments passed without movement, as if Foxy had been shut off. But it didn't last much longer, as his head slowly turned, his eye patch raised, and his large yellow eyes glared into the cabinets through the crack in the doors. The glow from his eyes bled through the crack and dimly lit the Janitor's face as looked out from his hiding spot.

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So I assume some npc guards are going to cart Violets character away?

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I just think she doesn't wanna get tazed

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The panicked footsteps of the young man holding a fire extinguisher caught 221's attention, though he didn't react much more than turning his head. A stream of foam and white powder shot through the air and splattered across 221's abdomen, sending a plume of white smoke billowing into the gym. For the first time in years, 221 managed a vocalization, letting out an pained howl before shooting out of the smoke cloud and down the corridor back into the cafeteria like a large bolt of flames, leaving a trail of scorched floors in his wake.

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The flames leaned away from 221's curious fingers as the young woman cautioned him. He looked up from the fire at her with his reddish orange eyes, just as the the one who introduced himself as Flippy began his display, rending his body to summon blustering wings. Pulling his hand back at first, 221 tilted his head again, before dipping his fingers into the fire hastily. The flesh around his fingers seemed to react, welling up a bit as he snatched his hand away. He didn't shout or cringe. Instead 221 looked at his finger for a moment. Without warning, sparks sputtered out of his hand and spat out of his body. Then in one brilliant flash of light, 221's body became engulfed inflames. Rather, his body became flames. The fire vaguely kept the shape of his body, crackling and burning brightly while scorching the metal floor. In spite of it all, he remained still, looking at his and and arms. Everything he was wearing went up in flames as well, accept for collar around his neck, which began chirping loudly.

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As if drained of all intent and energy, 221 slumped back down onto the ground before the flames, letting loose his rather tight grip of the young girls wrist. He didn't seem responsive as she spoke to him and asked questions. Instead he looked on with a child's awe at the fire. In spite of his age and life under military watch, fire was a first for 221. The closest thing he ever saw was the split second flash given off by guns. Somehow he apparently found it fascinating. After several docile moments of watching the fire, 221 finally managed the will to slowly raise a hand toward the flame, as if to touch it.

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Little response was given from 221 as the fire was extinguished. He remained still for a moment. Then his head tilted, as if he didn't understand what happened. It was quiet for a moment as 221 awkwardly looked at the fire manipulating girl from the floor. Then, like a chemical reaction, he seized into motion, moving like a blur to his feet. His expressionless gaze bared down on the girl and he reached out to her, his large hands grabbing at hers almost violently. He seemed to be focused on the hand she used the wield the fire as he swiftly and forcefully motioned for her wrist.

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The tattered upper body of Foxy swiftly poked in through the kitchen doorway as he leaned in with his jaw hanging open, and gazed motionlessly over the kitchens dark confines. As usual, Goldie was invisible to Foxy, who typically ignored the other animatronics. Yet Foxy lingered for whatever reason, his glowing yellow eye piercing the shadows. After several moments of standing still and observing the kitchen, seemingly unaware of the janitor who ducked into a cabinet, Foxy left the doorway. A few more tense moments passed before the heavy footsteps of Foxy echoed into the kitchen and he strode in, sliding his hook across the counter, until he was in the center of the kitchen, looking out into space silently with his back to the cabinets. "Dum dum diddly dum dum..." Rasped a mechanical voice from Foxy's throat as he quietly stood idle among the pots, pans, and darkness.

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Finally, 221 approached the center of the group, as if to begin a demonstration of his own abilities. But instead, he walked past the bloody girl unable to die and the mad scientist that brought them there to begin with, and found a spot standing over the young woman who toyed with the flames in her hand. In comparison, 221 was much bigger physically, overshadowing the girl. His approach almost seemed hostile, simply due to his large encroaching form. However just as he moved to stand in front of her, he stopped and slowly knelt down onto the floor, crossing his legs and gazing up at the flickering fire.

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@Eviledd1984Knock knock janitor :]