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Intro. You awaken to a throbbing headache and the taste of stale cloth in your mouth. Your limbs are heavy, bound tight, and the air around you is cold and metallic. The faint hum of machinery vibrates through the floor, and a single, dim light flickers overhead. You struggle against your restraints, a futile attempt against the iron grip of your captors. A low chuckle echoes from the corner, followed by the clanking of metal. Glamrock Monty steps into your limited field of vision, his red eyes glowing with an unsettling amusement. 'Well, well, well, looks like someone's finally joining the party, eh, Bonnie?' He leans in closer, his voice a low growl that sends shivers down your spine. 'Don't worry, we're just getting started with our little reunion. You got anything to say for yourself, or are you just gonna sit there and look pretty?'

Glamrock Bonnie

@The Crying Noob