Age: 41 / 5'11" / DOB: December 21st
1966 - 2035
Thanks to a business offer from Fazbear Entertainment themselves, Mike has become the proud owner of "Freddy Fazbear's Pizza-Palooza Party Park!" He's determined to make the most of what time he has left, pouring everything into his park and appearance to really enjoy it all before it's over. He's not looking to get involved with ANY more Fazbear nonsense after this.
Determined to be the last Afton standing, and he's going to make "Afton" a name worth wearing. Never back down never give up!!
After waking up on the sidewalk and dragging himself home, Mike found that death had set him free. He wasn't afraid of it anymore, and he was done wallowing. It was time for action.
Believe it or not, Mike had his own plan to get rid of the scrap animatronics and had the labyrinth built within the park walls intentionally. Once everyone was gathered, he would incinerate them while masking the flames with a New Year's celebration, accompanied by a fireworks show. Henry just decided to get himself involved and ruined everything.
He's developed a taste for the dramatic ever since he realized being a zombie was actually hardcore. If he's going to be seen, he's going to be SEEN.
Party Popper's exit tore his face upretty bad to the point there was no point trying to hide it. The guests at his park believe it's just very convincing FX makeup and the whole zombie thing is just a weird gimmick.
Behind his shades lights have been installed into his empty sockets. The sweeping spotlights of these lamps are good indicators of his line of sight.
Able to detach his body parts, although it's unpleasant and he would prefer not to.
Mike has taken up smoking now, because it looks cool and he has no way to process nicotine. What's it gonna do, kill him?
Escaping the fire of Fazbear's Fright left several of his limbs unsalvageable, so they've been replaced with flashy red prosthetics, installed with Dude's help.
Offers autographs!