#tqgangsallhere

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(To the gang) Great news the last reminiscent of Freddy fazbear’s is burned down to the ground!

Vivi looks immediately sad at this news, Lewis goes to comfort her, and Arthur casually yells “thank GOD” from the laundry room. 

Meanwhile, laying lazily on the couch, Mystery breathes a sigh of relief. 

Seems at least two members of the gang welcome this news.

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- to regular Arthur before Lewis's death - *Scares him by grabbing his sides from behind. What are his and the others reactions to this? Also anon disappeared soon after*

Well, Arthur just leaped a solid 10 feet forward, shrieking like a banshee and practically jumping into Lewis' arms as the man comes skidding into the room, Lewis glaring across the room at the anon and, oh, oh no...He's mad. Lewis casually places Arthur down behind him, making sure he's steady on his feet before turning towards the anon, rolling up his sleeves and trying to figure out which one of his fists he feels like slamming into their face...Meanwhile, Arthur is now being tended to by a loving and tail-wagging Mystery, curled up on his lap as the man slumps to the floor, still a bit shaken, and, finally, there's Vivi in the doorway with a bat...just in case Lewis misses, y'know.

Needless to say, they're both disappointed as the anon disappears, but quickly turn their attention to Arthur, the poor, startled sweetie.

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YELLS

The sudden scream from the mun was met by an even louder scream, Arthur clinging to Lewis, shaking like a leaf, the ghost glaring Micool down with no small amount of distaste.I'd recommend running: scaring the noodle whilst the ghost is around is a bad time. 

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An anon placed a note on vivi's door, “The story of Fazbear isn’t over.” And left the name mega pizzaplex at the bottom and a picture of vanny. (Maniacal Laugh)

Cue a loud, boisterous Vivi running into the room, ready to cue up a new investigation, Lewis attempting to wrest the paper from her hands to see what she’s excitedly freaking out about, and Arthur recognizing the words “Fazbear” and “pizzaplex” in her ramblings and immediately retreating into his room and locking the door, Mystery following behind him. They’re going to be playing Smash together and ignoring any attempts by Vivi to get them on-board with this, thank you VERY much. 

Seems like the gang might be getting to know a whole new round of animatronic horrors and murderous supernatural entities before long, hooooo-ray. 

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It's snowing! How does the gang react?

Arthur is groaning and huddling away deeper under a cozy blanket on the couch, Vivi is already slipping on her snow boots to go mess around in it, Mystery is hot on her heels, and Lewis is already digging out the hot chocolate mix for when she gets back in.

There are some mixed opinions on this type of precipitation, needless to say.

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SCREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE

The sudden noise causes Duet to casually dump their entire dinner onto the floor: a lavish meal of 3 cups of hot cocoa with pepper, a doughnut, and an entire bag of potato chips. ...perhaps it was best it was lost.Regardless, looking to the source of the screech, they do seem rather elated to see their bae, so all is forgiven.~~~"JESUS FUCK ON A MOTHERFUCKING BICYCLE!" Welp, there goes Arthur, practically tossing his phone across the room at the sudden shriek, Lewis immediately phasing in through the wall to see what the commotion was about...aaaaaand proceeding to get the tossed phone lodged squarely between his jawbone and the rest of his skull, the skeletal spirit making muffled cries of confusion as Arthur attends to him...And a very toothy, snarly Mystery rises up from his doggie bed in the corner, already puffing up and morphing into his kitsune form with an ungodly growl....tbh I'd be more worried about Vivi running in through the kitchen with a broadsword held overhead, shouting a battlecry, but hey: pick your poison.~~~Shiromori blinks once at the strange creature and the noise it just made, proceeding to tilt her head, and, pondering what to say from her many long years and fine expertise in social cues, norms, and interactions, delivers her carefully curated words, completely deadpan:"Bless you."~~~You hear that? That's the sound of Lance not giving a solitary heck as he finishes his dinner after a long day working in the shop, the man casually pulling out the vial of holy water Vivi gave him from the drawer of his desk, pouring some out onto his hands and coating them with it, cracking his knuckles whilst doing so.If there's a demon out to get him tonight then it's just another thing he's gonna have to deal with: hope it likes getting put into a chokehold then suplexed.

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*filled the gang’s house with very fluffy hamsters.*

Arthur yawned, stepping up to the apartment door after a long day at work, amber eyes drooped tiredly from a long, busy day...So tired was the mechanic that he didn't particularly register the loud yell of warning from within him and his friends' shared apartment, him opening the door without hesitation, and, well...There were several hundred hamsters now scampering down the hall, many more tumbling out of the door and slithering away as Arthur looked into the room beyond, Mystery's head popping up from a sea of small, fluffy rodents, Lewis' skeletal form also appearing as the deluge slowly flowed out into the hall, the spirit casually taking his off his skull from atop his shoulders and emptying a hamster out from inside of it as Arthur stood in the doorway, a bit stunned."...anon magic?""Yep!""Yup."Arthur let out a low, impressed whistle, slowly making his way inside as the wave of rodents slowly susided, the man looking around at the tussled carpet, the misplaced furniture, the general chaos and mess of the apartment around him, Lewis emptying his hollow body in one corner as Mystery coughed up a rather perturbed hamster in the other."Jeez, how are we gonna explain this to management," groaned the ghost, planting his skull back on top of his head."I dunno," Arthur mused, "maybe blame it on the vents or something? Some sort of infestation? Seems like everyone on this floor is going to be dealing with a bunch of hamsters in their apartments now and-" A thought struck Arthur out of the blue, the man running for his room at lightning speed, rounding the corner with a graceful turn, and practically diving past his door, searching for one thing and one thing alone...And, thankfully, he found it."Oh, thank God," the man sighed, approaching his thankfully still firmly closed hamster cage, it's inhabitant more than happy to see him as he opened the lid and lifted her out."How's it going Galaham?"The hamster sat comfortably in his hands, gently nuzzling against him as he brought her up to his face, the man giving her gentle scritches as he continued, relieved:"Glad your cage didn't get upturned and you didn't get lost in the crowd there, I would've died of worry..."Arthur turned as Mystery strode into the room, the kitsune shaking from nose tip to the tip of every tail, a few more hamsters shaken out of his fur, the fox spirit centering his glasses on his snout with one paw as he explained:"I've taken care of the management: as far as the landlords can remember, the hamsters appeared out of nowhere, and from no apartment in particular...that being said, there is one person we do have to be concerned about.""Oh yea, who?""Vivi."There was a moment of stone-dead silence, then sudden, panicked motion, Galaham brought along for the ride as Arthur went skidding back into the main room: it was him and Lewis' turn to clean the apartment, and the place was practically a junkyard right now.Quickly getting to work, the two men bolted along the apartment at high speed, getting everything fixed up, Mystery casually plucking Galaham from Arthur's shoulder and sitting on the couch with her as the two men worked, the kitsune and the hamster quite enjoying the spectacle.Perhaps today wasn't so awful after all.

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The anon who told them about the sister location appeared,"Greeting Mystery Skull,I had discovered a new place,and it’s not a New fazbear pizzeria,it’s a abandoned animation studio.

The gang looks at the anon, then at each other, then back to the anon, all of them piping up in unison, saying: 

“No thank you.”

Their last investigation from an anon’s recommendation had gone awfully, and, honestly, the less they all thought about it the better. No freaking thank you.