I’ve always loved playing Five Nights at Freddy’s, but one night, I decided to make it as ridiculous as possible. I sat in my dimly lit room, booted up the game, and set out to make the animatronics' lives as confusing as they make mine.
First, I hopped into the Custom Night mode. I cranked Freddy and Foxy up to their max difficulty while setting poor Bonnie to zero. I imagined Bonnie, stuck backstage, shouting, “Why don’t I get to play?” Meanwhile, Foxy sprinted down the hall, and Freddy laughed ominously in the corner. I barely survived their relentless attacks, but I couldn't stop laughing at Bonnie's non-existent role in the chaos.
Then, I decided to troll the animatronics on a normal night. I left both doors wide open and started flipping through cameras at random. Foxy poked his head out of Pirate Cove, probably thinking, "What is this guy doing?" I teased him by flipping to his camera every two seconds, and he finally got fed up and sprinted toward me. Of course, I slammed the door in his face just in time, shouting, "Not today, Foxy!"
Next, I tried to see how long I could ignore Balloon Boy’s giggles in FNaF 2. He kept whispering “Hi!” like a persistent toddler, and I pretended I couldn’t hear him. Eventually, he snuck into my office, cutting off my flashlight power, and I just sat there waiting for my doom. Sure enough, Foxy appeared and took me out, but I couldn’t stop laughing at how Balloon Boy’s annoying persistence led to my demise.
In Ultimate Custom Night, I mixed it up even more. I cranked up all the loud animatronics—like Freddy and Rockstar Chica—while keeping the sneaky ones, like Golden Freddy, at low difficulty. The result? Absolute pandemonium. Every five seconds, someone was banging, laughing, or throwing random jumpscares my way. I spent the entire game shouting, “What is happening?!”
Finally, I jumped into Security Breach and took it to a new level of absurdity. I hid inside Freddy’s chest cavity in the weirdest places I could find, like the middle of a stage or right outside Monty’s Gator Golf. Every time an animatronic walked by, I whispered, "Nothing to see here, just a giant bear casually chilling."
By the end of the night, I wasn’t sure if I had defeated the animatronics or just made them quit out of sheer confusion. Either way, I had laughed so much that the jump scares barely fazed me anymore. Who knew trolling Freddy and friends could be this fun?