We made THE WORST FNAF books EVER CONCEIVED 

ITS THAT BOOK

@@DavidBaronYT It’s That Book

IT’S THAT BOOK

@@DavidBaronYT I have a plan to make a fan made fnaf book series if yiu wanna hear it

@@ThePenguinMan It’s That Piece of Literature bound with paper and with a cover commonly referred to as a “book”

its a good story, very impactful

id watch it

I'm addicted to gaurds

@@DToTheB this attraction is great

@@davidthecommenter so many guards to ra-

I'd watch that, the musical woulde handel Eleanor better then the books 😂

It’s literally a perfect summary of how the making of the games/books/movies is percieved by the community

No way that's real

@@Irish_Enderman It is real. It's called In The Flesh, I've read it. It's exactly how OP described it.

@@MeemahSN what is wrong with the writers? Why are the books so different from the games, It's so weird

As someone else from Puerto Rico, agreed

True im also from puerto rico

stealing is bad >:(

Wrong, crime is amazing (for legal reasons this is a joke I do not condone doing crime (unless it is funny, then it is fine))

TRUUEEEE

we should be hired fr

pizzaplex O _ O

Same

@@sharkgal Probably, some of this shit literally makes no sense in the context of the novel universe, game universe, or movie universe

They’re just superior

@@DavidBaronYT based.

@@DavidBaronYT so true david

I love the part where *Freddy fazbear was revived once again*

A grade schooler could write a better story than Fazbear's Frights

not the parents... O _o

Here it is, the first story. (Sorry if it's bad, but I'm sure it's better than some of the Fazbear Frights). MINOR CURSING and MENTION OF BLOOD, DEATH, and FNAF LORE James had always enjoyed being online. He could spout whatever nonsense he could dream up and some loser would fall for it. Most people would feel bad for lying like this, but hey, politicians do it all the time. At least he’s not in a position of power, he just tricks some idiots for fun- what’s the harm in that? “-and there was a terrible smell in the play areas. I’m never taking my kid there again!” He finished typing up his latest work- “The Truth about Freddy Fazbear’s Pizzeria”. He hit “post” as his chair creaked underneath his weight. James closed his eyes and put his hands behind his head as he said out loud, “another great story, boys”. He never liked Freddy’s and was happy to see it get shit on. He used to work there, and he had to constantly deal with dumb managers and dumb customers. They all thought he was a loser, but he knew that he was far too capable for that job. Man, just thinking about that made him want to mess with someone again. His eyes opened as he refreshed the page and saw that his post already had a few comments. Most of it was people calling him out on his bullshit, but none were giving him the feeling of rage. You can’t just argue with anyone, you gotta find just the right sucker. He scrolled down until he saw “you are one sad person if you decide to lie about a pizzeria for children”. Oh well, it’s the best he’s got for now. He leaned forwards as he decided on what to type. “I just want other parents to be informed on a place that they would take their children to. If I witnessed that without telling other people, it would be a criminal offense!!! You wouldn’t understand since I’M a parent” Yeah, he thought that’s a fine response to bait them into an argument. He hit “reply” and went to scroll for more comments. He comes across one that just says “Go back”. Normally this would not be anything strange, people type a whole bunch of random responses online anyways, but he just felt something off about it. He looks at the username to see “Spring_Bunny”, what a stupid nickname, they are probably some kid. He started typing “Hey kid, get off reddit and go do your homework. You need to get into a good college like your parents want you to”. He chuckled to himself as he replied and took a glance at the clock on his computer- shit it’s 8 and he hasn’t ordered food yet. He picked up his phone and went to order his food. Nothing seemed appealing to him, but a man’s gotta eat something. He clicked on some kind of burger and refreshed the page on his computer. As he examines the dozens of options to customize his food, he glances up and sees that the kid has responded back again. “Go back”. Repeating it isn’t gonna help your case, bud. He ordered his food and was going to go type his response but accidentally left clicked instead. The page refreshes and he sees that the kid has responded again. Three more replies only with the words “go back”. What the heck, this kid is an idiot. Are they messing with me? James types “go to hell” and decides to check on his other “friend”. Unfortunately there’s no response, and he’s getting impatient. Who does this kid think he is? Without much thought, James clicked back on the thread and saw that there were 137 replies. His entire page was filled to the brim with only “go back”. He must be out of his mind since he suddenly felt the urge to visit Freddy’s again. His sweat was sticking to his hair and clothes. When did he start sweating? He hated it there. Why does he want to go back to that wretched pizzeria? He took his hand off of the mouse to flex his hands and lick his lips. All of a sudden he was so thirsty. When was the last time he drank water? His eyes kept traveling to the 2 words. Go back. Go back? He heard a knock on his apartment door and it brought him back to reality. Right, he ordered food. He pulled himself out of the chair and went to the door. The delivery was waiting for him, but he couldn’t bring himself to pick it up. Go back. He had to go back. He took off. Sprinting for his life. He had to go back to Freddy’s as soon as he could. His heart was thundering in his ears to the rhythm of “go back, go back, go back”. He ran into the road as a car screeched to avoid him. James didn’t know how long he was running until he saw the brightly painted sign of the pizzeria, but he was finally there. Looking around, he didn’t know why he came, but the words “go back, go back” were still echoing in his mind. As he was going to open the door, his eyes caught on a mask that was laying near the trash can out front. It was a Bonnie mask. Before he even understood what he was doing, he had picked it up and put it on. It felt- right. “Go back. Go back” was still in his mind, but was it his voice that said those words? “GO BACK. GO BACK.” It was definitely not him saying those words anymore, but he had no control over his body. His hand tried the doorknob, and when it felt resistance, his fist slammed into the glass on the door. He slammed again and again even though he felt the pain. But all of his thoughts were consumed by the words “GO BACK”. His hand was cut and bleeding excessively by the time the door could be opened, and his mind was finally clear. He had gone back. And now it is time to get back to work. He felt himself smile behind the mask as he went to go look for the closed off storage room. “Did you hear about that crazy break-in last night?” Claire looked at her co-worker, Mark, who looked way too excited for a break-in to happen in their place of work. “Yeah, it was apparently an old employee.” She answers. “He had on a Bonnie mask, right? But he put it on right in front of the restaurant. What an idiot.” They chuckled together. “But didn’t this remind you of something?” Claire looked at Mark strangely and he clarified “Y’know, the old story that an ex-employee of Fazbear broke into a Freddy’s and then went on a killing and kidnapping spree?” She sighed and massaged her head. “Shit, you’re right! Do you think that it’ll happen again?” “I hope not.” Mark chuckled. “I don’t want to get another job.” “Yeah. Same.” There was a break in the conversation until Mark went, “It was really creepy- what happened at the end of the video.” “Wait- what do you mean?” Claire replied. “I only heard about it, did you get to watch the footage?” “You didn’t? Oh man, you need to see it.” Mark starts pulling out his phone, but his face has lost its excitedness. “Why?” She asks, not wanting to be too afraid to come into work tomorrow. “Because he opens up a room I didn’t even know we had here and then…” Mark’s eyes drop. “Hm?” Claire probes. “He… pulls out an old spring lock suit.” His eyes meet hers “With a rotting corpse inside.” Welp. Hope you liked it, I know that it was supposed to be a staff bot who was the internet troll, but I made it a real person. Maybe I'll write another one with it being the staff bot. idk. Byyyeeee

@@bonghyun_spatha make bar fight brothers next, please

That was unironically a banger, thank you for your literary contributions

​@@bonghyun_spathalol "FNaF lore" trigger warning

dsaf has the best interpretation of toy freddo

they are wdym, it says right there on the cover

pizzaplex O _o

@@DavidBaronYT Tales from the pizzaplex 69: The Blob's Little Caesars pizza

Pretty much, excluding the novels.

YOU DID THIS

I can just imagine bonnie plush just stands there for days or hours, only for the camera to turn on and then he turns into a human

You spelled “game that only has 1 animal in the group and the rest being blobs as mascots and having green blob on the cover even tho the bird chases you and green blob only shows up for a few seconds” as “garten of banban”