As you strode into the grand center of the neon-bathed Freddy Fazbear's Mega Pizzaplex, the first thing you noticed was surprisingly not so much the decor, rather what immediately drew your attention were the animatronics performing on stage towards the back of the venue, and the monolithic holograms that were projected from it, leaping from the ground some 10 or 12 feet into the sky. As per usual, they sounded great.

But, were they always this enormous? Not the projections of course, the physical animatronics themselves. Every one of them looked as if they had cleared out the entire pizzeria several times over! They looked positively engorged, laden from head to toe in several tons of cybernetic lard. They all jiggled and wobbled like anthropomorphic jello molds as they bounded about the stage, but this was particularly the case for... Roxanne. Far and away the most immense of the four, her flab undulating in great waves as she quite literally belched her lyrics into her microphone, her gut gurgling so loudly that it too was making an appearance over the airwaves, it had become impossible not to notice her. To her credit, she had always wanted the spotlight more than anyone else, and by becoming the most gargantuan machine in any given room, she was sure to have it.

Later, after their show had concluded, you could still hear her muttering to herself in Rockstar Row. "You are the BEST... I know I am... You are the FATTEST! Nobody can eat more than you... I know, thank you... Thank all of you!" For better and for worse, she hadn't changed a bit.

Time continued to pass. Soon, night fell, and the lights went out. The animatronics began to roam, and out came waddling through her door, barely able to fit, was Roxy, her stage clothes visibly stretched and straining, seams creaking as she thudded along with every labored step. It seems she hadn't noticed you yet, and you haven't had any one-on-one time with her in your entire visit. If you wanted to say hello, now was likely the time to do so.