Five Nights at Freddy's {ENDLESS NIGHTS} (Accepting!)

[himeru]

"Uh... Hope you weren't too suprised by that... These wings never do something good. They hit me, flap without a reason... And so on.... Sorry if i did something wrong...." Klara said. She looked at the ground, as she realised she was too much carried away and got left with only one wing.

(Adding this one too)
Minky took a photo of Vincent and tried to distract him. "Ye better hide, because this goes to police!" she shouted. Her tail started moving happily. The fox animatronic started shooting photos around, and took a few more photos of Vincent. Then she put on her brown pilot goggles and flew up in the air. Only a bit of her blue fur could be seen.

[silky.moth.is.gone]

(Recap??)

[himeru]

(Klara put Story in Parts and Service room. Now she's talking to TB)

[silky.moth.is.gone]

(ok. I dunno what to do X3)

[himeru]

(Wake up maybe? X3)

[silky.moth.is.gone]

(yep)

Story awoke, the tape of his face. He put his head on his knees and sighed before cursing under his breath. "Everything hurts." he stood up "ow ow ow." he then looked around "Klara?"

(My mum just bought me a plush fox with a skull for a head. It's weirdly cute.)

[himeru]

Klara was in the halls, so she didn't hear Story. She felt a bit sad for tearing off her wing, but she tried not to show it.

[silky.moth.is.gone]

Story walked into the halls "Klara?!" he yelled, he heard his echo and someone walking away from where he was but he could at least try and see if it was her. The end of his tail twitched and part of his ear was bent. Not to mention a lot of his fur was ripped, he looked like a wreck. "Klara?" he repeated.

[himeru]

"What? Oh, Story! Are you better now?" Klara asked. She noticed thet her broken and torn off wing was in front of Story. -Oh noes.... Im done now...- she thought.

[silky.moth.is.gone]

Story glanced down "You ripped your wing off?" he asked, "oh." he put a hand on his neck. "Does it...hurt in anyway? I mean I know robots don't exactly feel pain but. I mean I do so...does it?" he didn't know how to exactly react but he could always ask.