I can sing, I can roll with the boys, but the most importantly. I can kill... it in the kitchen of course! What did you think I was going to say? Cooking is my specialty!
❝If you thought her yellow feathers and orange beak made her sort of cute before, think again! Nightmare Chica appears shredded from head to toe, and has mismatched eyes alongside monstrous claws and teeth.❞
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Enter Log 1
I've been waking up every morning to a mess in my kitchen. Utensils, pot and pans scattered along the floor and island. Some items were also missing from the fridge. This is getting quite annoying to clean up. Perhaps I'm sleepwalking, which I used to do in my younger years. So perhaps it's finally catching up.
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Enter log 2
I swear I seen a giant chicken in my kitchen last night. This damn chicken was sitting on the floor, munching on some cupcakes that I brought that morning. Then it had the nerve to throw one of the cupcakes at me. What kind of experimental mutations are going on around here? but whatever they may be, I don't like it.
