I purse my lips, covering my mouth with one hand and mentally screaming, praying that whatever screamed wasn't a person, and i hoped they were alright if anyone was out there at all. I kept the door shut tight, looking around for any means of escape or hiding places in case the thing outside managed to break in

There are a few places you could go. There's an uncovered vent in the ceiling that veers off to one side or you could climb straight up the vent. You could hide under your desk. The person before you made it so you could cover the open space and hold the door-like thing closed. Lastly, you spot a small, hard to spot hiding place. It looks like part of the wall except there's a slight dent so you could pull away part of the wall and make your way in. The animatronic outside whispers, "Shhh...Now That I've found you, I won't let go."

Knowing that this thing has me trapped, I let out a quiet sob, tears flowing down my face. Weighing my options, and knowing the fact this thing was able to break down a door, I figured my best option would be to try and trick it. It had to be large if it was able to get through a door, and it was only a matter of time until it would break through mine. The size also meant it wouldnt be able to make it through a vent... probably.

I quickly dart over to the desk, grabbing anything small and heavy, and round like a paperweight off of it, and chuck it into the vent to make it think I was crawling away as I slipped under the desk, quickly and quietly shutting the cover, then curling into a ball in the corner, covering my eyes and mouth, my breath shaky, but silenced as I managed to quiet myself

The animatronic heard something go through the vents and makes its way over to your office. The animatronic's trick worked almost every time. She would whisper something morbid like that even though she hadn't found anyone and the person would panic and do something like go through the vents. You can hear the animatronic enter the door next to your office and whispers through the vent, "Shhh...I'm so glad I found you, let me make room for you." The animatronic's voice echoes throughout the pizzeria, and there's another humanoid scream. You hear the animatronic leave the room next to you and...enter the elevator, possibly?

I remain in my hiding spot, peeking carefully out of the door in front of the desk. I reveled in the short lived victory of tricking the animatronic into leaving, but it was short lived, as I was still terrified out of my mind at what was going on. I crawled out only when I thought it was completely safe to come out

All is silent when you finally come out from the desk. The animatronic seems to have returned back to its place. (Sorry about the short reply... writer's block.)

Name: Coraline Zachery Bells (This is not my real name... -.-)
Age: 19
Gender: Female
How you got stuck taking this job: A young woman who recently graduated from high school, but decided to take a night shift at a supposedly haunted pizzeria instead of going to collage. Her parents complain about how "She's so smart and could make amazing scientific breakthroughs, but she choose to work at a pizzeria with a criminal reputation because of ghosts." Coraline ignores them and barely speaks to her parents now that she has an apartment.
What do you have? (Flashlight, sound, motion tracker, etc): Flashlight, Sound
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Other: She's fairly lanky and clumsy. She suffers from OCD and Bipolar Disorder. Sometimes she pays very close attention to her surroundings, other times she is entirely oblivious to them. She's not very srong, but her smarts make up for it. She hates romance, being in crowds, bright lights, and being trapped. She loves the ghosts, the dark, robots, and cats. (and robot cats lol)

(is this RPG going to be multiplayer? I noticed someone else signed up and I was wonder if we would be playing together)

I look around cautiously, sighing softly in relief as I don't find any more robots in my office. I look around my office, looking for anything that might help me get through the night shift after closing the door to my room again. I look across the desk for anything like notes, instruction, advice or some sort of tablet or camera system

Accepted

(Yup, you will.)

There's a computer on your desk, a slight glow coming from it. It wasn't turned on, though. There was a paper next to it that said, You just need to turn the computer on and print a few things.