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And that it's, we're back from a human-filled flashback and onto robot furries again, thank robot Jesus.

Man, it's a trip to compare comic #1's Springtrap with drawing him now. Drawing FNAF3 Springles is an absolute pain and I don't know how other comic artists do it on a regular basis. Doing the progression of decay across the panels was fun, though. Panel #1 was the subject of some discussion, as I wasn't sure if Springtrap holding his own large intestine was going too far, but after vetting it with multiple friends, it stayed in.

Fun fact pane #4 was described in my script notes as 'burninatin' the countryside, burninatin' the Springtrap'. I honestly wonder how much of the readership knows that reference, given that it now dates back to when I was in high school.

FNAF and all its characters belong to Scott Cawthon, not me.

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PANEL 1:

Springtrap: And then? I was dead. I was dead, but I was still there, still in that suit, and there wasn't anything I could do about it.

Springtrap: Well, THAT'S never fitting back in.

PANEL 2:

Springtrap: Lots of time went by. Years. I just sat around and rotted. Turns out being undead makes you terminally pissed off, but there wasn't anything I could DO. I couldn't even MOVE most the time-same time thing the kids had, I guess. What's good for the goose, right?

Springtrap: Well, must be 6 AM again. ...My nose hole itches.

PANEL 3:

Springtrap: And then...they found me. Dug me up, put me on display as some cheesy horror attraction based around the disappearances. Pretty tacky, if you ask me. It didn't make me any less pissed off.

Springtrap: Oh, I see you, fucker, I see you and I'm gonna ram that Balloon Boy soundboard up your-

[DING!]

Springtrap: GodDAMMIT!

PANEL 4:

Springtrap: I'll give him one thing, though-he was smarter than me. No screwing around, no trying to talk or make offerings. Just had enough of it after four nights and burned the place down on night five. Worked a lot better than anything I ever tried.

Springtrap: Okay, being on fire is worse. Shit! SHIT!

PANEL 5:

Springtrap: And then, after all that? Here. So there you go. That's the whole $@^*ed up story.

Description

And that it's, we're back from a human-filled flashback and onto robot furries again, thank robot Jesus.

Man, it's a trip to compare comic #1's Springtrap with drawing him now. Drawing FNAF3 Springles is an absolute pain and I don't know how other comic artists do it on a regular basis. Doing the progression of decay across the panels was fun, though. Panel #1 was the subject of some discussion, as I wasn't sure if Springtrap holding his own large intestine was going too far, but after vetting it with multiple friends, it stayed in.

Fun fact pane #4 was described in my script notes as 'burninatin' the countryside, burninatin' the Springtrap'. I honestly wonder how much of the readership knows that reference, given that it now dates back to when I was in high school.

FNAF and all its characters belong to Scott Cawthon, not me.

Previous: fav.me/dcc1lwz Next: fav.me/dcdcjwh

PANEL 1:

Springtrap: And then? I was dead. I was dead, but I was still there, still in that suit, and there wasn't anything I could do about it.

Springtrap: Well, THAT'S never fitting back in.

PANEL 2:

Springtrap: Lots of time went by. Years. I just sat around and rotted. Turns out being undead makes you terminally pissed off, but there wasn't anything I could DO. I couldn't even MOVE most the time-same time thing the kids had, I guess. What's good for the goose, right?

Springtrap: Well, must be 6 AM again. ...My nose hole itches.

PANEL 3:

Springtrap: And then...they found me. Dug me up, put me on display as some cheesy horror attraction based around the disappearances. Pretty tacky, if you ask me. It didn't make me any less pissed off.

Springtrap: Oh, I see you, fucker, I see you and I'm gonna ram that Balloon Boy soundboard up your-

[DING!]

Springtrap: GodDAMMIT!

PANEL 4:

Springtrap: I'll give him one thing, though-he was smarter than me. No screwing around, no trying to talk or make offerings. Just had enough of it after four nights and burned the place down on night five. Worked a lot better than anything I ever tried.

Springtrap: Okay, being on fire is worse. Shit! SHIT!

PANEL 5:

Springtrap: And then, after all that? Here. So there you go. That's the whole $@^*ed up story.