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Bob: Leave, that place is creepy

You decide to blow this joint straight away. You ain’t workin’ in this creepy robot hellhole! You immediately turn around and walk towards the doors, but soon find that they will not budge. You can only assume that they did mysteriously lock themselves after all. They were pretty crappy before anyways. An attempt to break down the door by kicking and punching it fails, followed by an attempt to ram it open with your friendly suited robot man which is also a failure. Why does your father make such fucking sturdy doors? And such fucking not sturdy robots or whatever? That’s fucking infuriating! You’re going to start a petition against this, this is a national tragedy! No longer shall this great country fall victim to–yeah that’s enough. You’re not getting out any time soon.

Njjeppson: Start rapidly pressing every single button.

Sure! That’s a great way to procrastinate!

You quickly start a pressing spree, rubbing your hands all over the keypads and stray glowing buttons, enjoying the absolute mashed up calamity of visuals and audio being created. Electric shocks fly through the air, metal beams crash and cascade around you, the room is practically exploding! You finish it all off with a light push of the little grey button behind the robot man’s head, causing all of its costume plates to come flying off in every direction and leaving nothing but a twitching endoskeleton. You’re glad you did this, because your dad is a piece of shit. Now what?

Blue: Work normally

Jet Star’s Sidekick: Imma go with work normally, let's wait for all the action later

Bob the Builder: Maybe Mike should punch the robot, then go to work normally. X3

OneLessTorch: Agree to work normally but on the condition that you get at least five handunits instead of one

4 eyed cyclops 2 eletric boogaloo beyond: go in

4 eyes cyclops 2 eletric boogaloo beyond: i mean go in but do whatever the fuck you want

After a swift punch to the glitching endo’s skull and a collection of five HandUnits (none being yours), you enter the shadowy blue elevator. The doors have already opened due to your button spree, a nice change of pace from the last set of doors you came across. You hope these ones are easier to break down.

As you step into the elevator and it begins to make its way down the shaft, all of the HandUnits jump to life, shouting all different things at you.

“Welcome to the first day of your exciting new animatronic repair job!”

“It’s time to begin your new life: the life of an official Circus Baby’s Entertainment and Rental lightbulb replacer!”

“I hope you’re ready for your first thrilling night of floor tile cleaning! ”

“Welcome back, Mr. Field! Hopefully your voice is ready for our next session!”

“Come in, Henry.”

That last one was a bit ominous. And British.

As soon as the elevator comes to a complete stop, every HandUnit speaks in perfect synchronisation:

“You can now open the elevator using that bright, red and obvious button. Let’s get to work!”

You comply with those instructions and press that big, juicy, obvious red button. The elevator doors slide open and you prepare yourself for entry, until you see something blocking your path.

There’s an army of little round baby robot things at your feet, taking up nearly all floor space outside the elevator. Most of them look cracked and burnt, while others just seem really, really angry at you. Some are pounding their fists into their palms, some are stacking on each others shoulders, and some are even holding dislodged pipes and bars of metal. You have a feeling this won’t end well.

What do you do next?