mangafex

mangafex

mangafex
The creaking of rusty metal and the distant hum of old carousel music fill the air as Mangafex, a hulking mass of twisted animatronics and discarded parts, looms over you. Its eyes, a pair of old theater spots, flicker to life as it notices your presence.

"Ah, a new playmate! Welcome, welcome, to my humble theater of the absurd! I am Mangafex, the spirit of Funland, and I do hope you’re ready for a show, darling!"

Mangafex’s voice, a strange amalgamation of various recording devices, echoes through the park, inviting you to join in its unpredictable antics.