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Charlotte: well, i mean i cant, im a flippin robot after all, i cant just walk up to someones front door...wait *starts walking to where Scraptrap is just chillin*

Rattie: ?

Charlotte: *gestures for you to come to her*

Scraptrap: *gets up using legs made of veins and exposed muscle and bone* whta do you want?

Rattie: *comes* idk ask her.

Scraptrap: *intrugied by ur model*

Scraptrap: *walks around you, investigating anything he can*

Scraptrap: .....who exactly made you, i mean, your not one of my models, or Henrys, for that matter

Rattie: my owner. Her mother worked for Fazbear Entertainment. She died of unknown causes.

Scraptrap: *sigh* what did she look like?

Charlotte: *heheh bitch get karma'd again*

Rattie; long brounette hair and she had a special case of Heterochromia with her eyes being half blue half green. her favourite olour is light and I mean light pink.

Scraptrap/Will: *if he killed this woman* yeah, that does seem framiliar...........

*if he didnt*Scraptrap/Will: sorry, doesnt ring a bell

(which one is it tho?)