transcripts 1&2

Venue 1 (Young voice, energetic voice on days 2-4)
October 07, 1996
>”Hello, and welcome to Poppy’s Chicken House, where the chicken and waffles are “BOCKIN’” good. As the new security guard, you should know a few things. One, get comfortable in that chair, because you’ll be there for a LONG while. Two, check on the animatronics. You know, those creepy looking things in the building? Yeah, they move around at night, and if you don’t keep them out of your room, they will, uh, how can I say this? They will kill you. So, good luck with that. And if you don’t appear on the obituary, then I’ll leave you another message. Good night and good luck.”
October 10, 1996
>”Day four already, and getting the hang of it! Right, well I suppose you have no real reason to worry about anything, you know, other than the risk of slow, painful, death. By the way, have you heard the news? Fazabear Entertainment is gonna buy us out! You know what that means right? No more minimum wage, no more poorly lit hallways, just smooth sailing from here! Well, that is if they don’t have any more of those, er…, “accidents” happening every day. Just remember, conserve the power and don’t let any of those ugly borgs from getting to ya. Good night and good luck.”
October 30, 1996
>”Happy Halloween. Maybe today you’ll get a treat instead of a trick. Heh, after getting spooked every day, you should probably get used to this. Then again, I wouldn’t know. I’m not the one risking my life for 142 dollars a week.Anyways, just don’t get your face crushed tonight, and maybe you’ll find something sweet for you. Good night and good luck.”
November 14, 1996
>”Hey there champ. Now, I’m not going to say you’re a juggernaut, but you’re a motherfucking JUGGERNAUT! I don’t think I would be able to last that long. Well, as much fun as it is to see you walk out of there in one piece, I’m sorry to say that I’m gonna be moving out of the business next week. Things have been happening in my life, and well… it’s time for me to move on. Good night and good luck.”
November 29, 1996
>”Check, check, one two three, one two three. Check. Okay. Today, is uh… September first. Ninety six. If you hear this me, that means that you have run out of recording tape. Buy some for god’s sake. Also, make sure you buy some gloves. The last thing you want to do is get dirty tonight. Also, please remember to get rid of this tape, don’t want the feds finding this shit.”

Venue 2 (gruff voice, never gets too loud)
December 4, 1996
>”Hey, you the new guy? Alright, well, welcome. I’m the janitor. The guy in the red truck. Anyways, I just wanted to say hi. I knew the last guard. Friend of mine. He said that those stupid looking animal things were alive. Bullshit, I tells ya. But ya know what ain’t bullshit? That place is haunted. I should know, I saw a ghost go inside a while ago. Or maybe that was just you, skinny and pale as hell. Heh. There ain’t shit to be afraid of… [mumbled, voice away from receiver]... cept me.”
December 21, 1996
>”Hey there. It’s me. The janitor. I just wanted to talk to ya. You know. Bit of a rambler muhself. Heh. Anyways, I’m sure ya heard. Bout that Fuzzy bear place, whatever. Get this, they bought out the Shack. Yeah, your ass? Belongs to the Fredbear now. Hope you have a drink, maybe one of them hot pockets on hand, it’s gonna be a long night. I sure as hell do. Good night. Good luck, I suppose too.”
December 25, 1996
>[Christmas music in the background]”Merry Christmas. Hope you enjoy the decorations. Manager said “If ya don’t put those damn things down, your ass’ll be on the chopping block.” Thing is though, he said that ‘bout me not using bleach to clean the rugs…”
>January 14, 1997
>”Knock knock, room service. Just stay right there… that’s ri- [the sound of an animatronic grabbing the Janitor. The phone audibly clatters on the ground] Oh fuck! Ahh! AhhAUGHG[the sound of eyes being crushed]” “Careful kids! My antlers can poke an eye out, and we don't want that now! Hyuk hyuk!” [static]
>January 15, 1997 (news broadcaster)
>”-ported suicide happened last night. The night guard, who was working when the event happened, claimed that the local animatronics had something to do with the death. Forensics have confirmed that the Mr. Moosey animatronic was indeed used by the victim, as blood was found on its antlers. The new owner of the establishment called it “a dreadful loss of life,” and plans on moving the guard, Mr. Robinson, to another establishment." [the manager, sounds like recorder guy] "What he witnessed is a tragedy, and I hope by moving him to the recently opened Adventureland, he will cope with it all."