Log 1
It has been months since he took over the Pizzaplex. And since I came back. Yet why does it feel like history will repeat itself? Why? Afton always got what he wanted, didn’t he? Isn’t he already immortal? He is already 100, I think so. So, why does he want more? Greedy ass bitch. Now he has a match, a rival purely to spite his British ass back to tea-drinking. And no, I am not that rival. I can barely hold myself in when it is required. I’m emotionally weak. I use it to take control of myself. Get the better of me. I know I would attack Afton directly.
The reason I started this Burn Book was to anger him and prove that I am superior. Maybe I don’t know. If I did do it, I’d be more prone to his manipulations, and in the worst case scenario, I would be in his arms, like a puppet. I do like being under my own influence and NOT someone pulling my strings.
Is being a bunny his fursona now? It’s mockingly amusing that someone like him would use a bunny like this. I think he wants to portray himself as tame. Not wild. It is working. And I am no one to judge him for that (Yes, I am someone to judge him for his stupid style. The yellow is vintage but irrelevant, Peepaw Willy Afton.) Bunnies are innocent. But this son of a bitch? Opposite of it.
Enough about stupid bunny rants. It’s not like anyone is reading this. Or is it?
Let me introduce myself to whoever is reading this book. I am Glamrock Lolbit, a star that is yet to be shown among the others. It is against my will, nonetheless. There will be an ice rink with my name on it. Hell, I don’t even know how to skate, and they do this. Maybe they will add ice skating to my programming. Who knows what they will do to me?
I’ve been studying how to play to a guitar. Montgomery has been teaching me for the past couple of days. And then the management says that I will be performing solo. My nerves took a flight to Mars with that statement. Then the Gator says it’s not fair that I get the stage ALONE, while he has been on the team since the start. I say that this is terrible, I don’t want to go solo. I do want someone who will … you know, comfort me. I do NOT want a garbage-eating chicken who is obsessed with pizza or a bitchy wolf. I want someone like Bonnie or Freddy. Hell, even Funtime Foxy is better. I miss him.
Then the gator fumed and stomped away. And I was left stranded alone. Then I was bored. So I messed with Roxanne Wolf because she is easy to mess with. One comment on her appearance with a little more sass will result in her bawling like CC. But Cassie would kill me after this. She has been protective of that wolf ever since the reopening of the Pizzaplex. I like to put salt on wounds, if you didn’t know by now.
I miss the Funtimes. I know they were made for murdering children, but once they were possessed by children like me, they were a bit… tolerable. Because Circus Baby was a bitch before Elizabeth possessed her. Funtime Freddy was a freak. Funtime Foxy was smart and cunning, but once someone possessed him, he was dumbed down (I don’t know that person, so let’s just call him Foxyboy)
My real name is Artemis Mansfield. I was 6 when I was mauled by William Afton. It was 1980. I remember it as clear as water. I had run away from home. Mother used to drink a lot. Father was silent. Big Brother was the only one sane and loved me. His name was Liam. I loved him a lot, too. He was the only one who understood me.
It was random of me to tell that. I know. Maybe this book will contain me ranting all the time.
Mikey got me a phone today. And he downloaded the Star Maker app on it and told me that I should cover songs. Or collab with already famous people. I thought it wouldn’t work. People don’t blindly follow people. They follow real talent. So I just shrugged and mumbled a thank you.
For those who know me properly, I watched K-pop Demon Hunters almost 1000 times. Until the green room TV (it was Roxy’s Green Room) exploded, and the couch caught on fire due to the TV being overheated. The management banned me from using anything K-pop Demon Hunters related because it pisses Roxanne off. Can’t believe the movie is 20 years old now.
It was Golden. By the Huntr/x. It’s still a classic. And I got 50 followers, just from that. Then I opened an Instagram, because … why not?
As I wanted to learn Japanese, I turned every bot in the facility into Japanese (like settings). They started to act like anime characters. Freddy into All Might, Roxanne into Neito Monoma, Montgomery into Kacchan Bakugou and so on. Management had a hard time getting them back to themselves because they acted out. Monty lashed out like Bakugou (Kudos to the Japanese Voice actor of Bakugou and Kohei Horikoshi for making him so perfect), and Chica was nervous like Midoriya (We love you, Mr. Voice actor of Deku) . I could only laugh at this misfortune.
I don’t feel sorry or any guilt. I want to learn a certain language, and I need people to talk to me in it. Because I want to sing Bad Apple! (Japanese Remaster) by RichadEB and Christina Vee (Whenever I hear her sing, I always think that it was Marinette singing, that’s what makes me love the song even more). Now I know there is an English version too, but the Japanese version is much more appealing to me. And I don’t think the gang knows about this epic song. Because if they did? That’ll be an earworm already.
