Fnaf 1 Phone Guy Script Novels & Stories

She asked and I chuckled over the phone "Soon Sweetie, "I say and hung up the call, When I changed my phone I gave my old one to her so I could at least get through to her like this. *I don't know how much longer that I would be needed to stay here till Lucas shows up* My phone beeps and I saw that it was a message, I opened it and saw that my account had been credited with 50,000$, my eyes bulged out on seeing it and I immediately remembered Mr obnoxious had said he would give me 50,000 for my upkeep in my account and here it was. I felt someone tap my shoulder and I looked up to see Lucas, I stood up and walked out of the hospital and got into the car, He starts to drive as I think about t

“Hi, can I ask something?” “Sure.” Eyes were still focused on the screen. “Enjoying it, huh?” “Of course. Wanna join me?” The man acting dumb even share his phone to Ferran. ‘What a fool?’ “Hm... How long will you stay here?” Ferran asked him who’s still busy watching p*rn on his phone. “After we get all the money from the bank.” He answered without knowing that he’s speaking with the police. “How many are you?” “Five.”

He looks unbelievably familiar. "I wish I was. So that I could shut your mouth forever." The guy muttered rather angrily. "Hana won't like that. Either she will hack your bank account or she will do a high kick. I am gonna call her." I started to search for my phone. With so much difficulty, I found it on the bedside table. "Cillian, don't do that." The guy before me barked, trying to snatch my phone. "It's Bash. I am Bash." I corrected him before I dialled Hana's number.

said I picking up the phone. "hello miss smith. this is one of your fans." said the gentleman on the phone who I estimated to be about the age of seventy and more because of how wheezy his voice sounded. "oh hello there sir. what's your name?" "My name is Anthony Miller. actually, my granddaughter is your fan but she has had your number for ages and had not the guts to call you." explained the man. "yes? thank you Mr. Miller. maybe I can talk to your granddaughter? "

“ I might dressed like someone who is poor, I'm not poor sir. Money is not my problem, I'm loaded. If you need any amount, I will gladly send it.” The man scoffed, not believing anything he said one bit. “ Really then send me a thousand dollars. Can you do that ?” John smiled with no response, he took out his phone. Unlocking it, he clicked on a bank app. He gave the man his phone to put in his account number. “ Your account number.”

As I make my way to the back, I quickly grab the phone from my pocket, and call the only number on it. After a second ring, you can tell someone answers, however no one speaks. Anticipating this I begin to talk instead. "I'll do what you want. Just let hime go. I'll trade my life for his. Do I have your word?" After a moment, a barely inaudible sound can be heard. It doesn't sound human, more like a computer. "Yes." is all it says. I give my address, and wait for the inevitable.

“All was in good order. Your voice has changed a bit. I could hardly make it up. Everyone was there apart from you. Why are you calling with a masked number?” “Well big bro, I just decided to use this medium. My phone is having a bit of crush. Tell Junior, I will catch up with time. “Okay Simolen. I will let him know you called. He`s even playing not far from me. “Thanks. Bro, I have a problem. I beg your pardon! I need your assistance. I need some money, about seventy thousand dollars.” “What! To do what with such an amount. Simolen, Simolen, Simolen…” The line became faint again and dying off. Franck took the direction of the gate towards the sub road to track connection.

He scrolls to where the document is and opens it. All I see is the financial dashboard of SPECTRA TECH INC. “What am I looking at?” “Look at this—” Rings from my phone on my desk interrupts. “Why did you leave your phone in your desk? It has been ringing.” Scott passes me my phone. “Thank you.” 6 missed calls from an unknown number. Who the hell is this? The number calls again and I answer immediately. “Hello.” “Hello, please is this Miss Selena?” “Yes it is. How may I help you?”

I will send another number, you use that to contact me, I want to be updated in real time as events unfold. “Understood, just send the number, let me go get a phone.” I ended the call, then sent the number Sunny had sent to me with an added text. FIVE GUYS WILL COME TO HELP; THEY SHOULD DO ALL THE DIRTY WORK (GET MARIE ALIFE BY ANY MEANS NECESSARY ). CALL ME WITH THIS NUMBER WHEN YOU GET THE PHONE. Now all I could do was to wait.

Insane. Wondering how possible, a message from Vaughn beeped my phone. “Thank you horny for the sweet free sex, I will pay when you come for the real show. The big deal. I'd pay both together. Delete the fake notification. Thanks my sweet pussy.”