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[rtv-puzzlevision-studios]

☆ THE RTV!PUZZLEVISION TOUR [START]

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Chatter and muttering filled the lobby of the Puzzlevision Studios. 

Yet, it was still one of the most calm days at the Headquarters of the company, as only few employees were within the giant building complex.

The ones who had decided to attend the tour as well and the ones who were forced to work overtime for either security or to be possibly of help later on tour.

One of the Puzzlevision members who were present was of course the big boss himself, Mr. Puzzles or, as called mainly by most of today’s guests: RTV.

Waiting for the last late arrivals, he stood next to the staircase at the side of the room, his 12ft height allowing him to stick out far over the crowd.

Fingers tapping absentmindedly, screen occasionally flickering, RTV kept an eye on the guests.

The signature smug smile never once faded.

“Sir?”

At that, his attention was directed towards the cat with blue and white fur next to him.

Karen.

An ironic name, given her history of having to deal with them.

That probably also was the reason why he had never seen her smile once during her entire employment here.

Not even in his wonderful presence.

The TV head raised an eyebrow to inquire what this was about, to which Karen pointed her paw towards the crowd.

“Everyone who signed up is here.”, she explained. “You can start the tour if you wish to.”

Finally.

RTV now straightened his posture, before making a dismissive hand gesture over to the anthropomorphic cat.

“Got it.”

Karen nodded, before returning to her seat at the reception, visibly sighing.

It wasn’t exactly hard to see that she was already done with the day.

Too bad, because she had to stay for at least a few hours more like RTV did.

Shared pain.

At least in this case he had something to look forward to.

His gaze landed back on the tour participants.

There were some among them that he recognized either from having met them before or them being a carbon copy of one of his employees.

Then of course there were the employees themselves and people he had never met before.

At least he now had a confirmation of who here had a connection to the other side.

The “real” world.

Hah, and they called him arrogant when they had the gall to treat him like a fictional being.

Ah well, he wasn’t here today to start a fight.

No, this tour suited a completely other goal.

Adjusting his suit and coat over his shoulders, he now walked up a few of the crooked stairs that his architect had wonderfully messed up.

Seriously, this staircase kept the health department in business.

With a swift motion of his hand along one of the buttons on his head, he fully turned the volume of his own voice up.

“DEAR GUESTS, IT’S AN HONOR TO WELCOME YOU TO PUZZLEVISION’S FIRST OFFICIAL TOUR!”

His hand now let go off the railing, as he extended them to his sides.

“As you KNOW, we at Puzzlevision Studios take a great INTEREST in keeping our fans happy which is why I have decided to PERSONALLY lead this tour to give you EXCLUSIVE insight on how we run things here!”

And because he didn’t trust anyone else to handle it.

“During the duration of this tour, you’re of course allowed to ask QUESTIONS, as well as take a peek at the different departments. HOWEVER, I ask of you to keep yourself in line and follow MY directions at all times!”

Folding his hands, RTV’s head slightly tilted to the side as his smile grew a shaper edge.

“After all, we don’t want anyone getting LOST, do we?”

Chuckling to himself, he waved over to the entrance area through which three men in Puzzlevision uniform just came through.

One of them has a neon sign as a head that currently spelt [Great…].

Ah, how he loved Lucian’s enthusiasm.

“We have the MAJORITY of the studio to ourselves today, but part of our SECURITY will always be there in case we need any assistance or PROBLEMS occur. So feel free to turn to Chris, Swagmaster or Lucian at all times.”

While Chris offered a small wave and Swag a peace sign, Lucian stayed quiet, arms crossed as his head changed swords again, this time turning into a simple [...].

RTV held back the urge to roll his eyes at the latter’s theatrics.

Well, if his grumpy behavior scared people off from talking with him then he actually welcomed it.

There was only so much trust he gave the object head.

“Well, moving on: I’m SURE you all were productive enough to read through the RULES of this little event, so we may as well get straight to it!”, he now went on, clapping his gloved hands together in excitement. “Oh, how about a MAJORITY vote on which department to visit first? Up for OFFER we have the Art Department, the Social Media Department and the Film Department. I doubt the OTHER will be of interest to you…”

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And with that the last of the event has officially started!

Not gonna lie I’m kinda nervous haha But I’m sure y’all will be on your best behavior! Or not. Maybe you just want to give RTV grey hair or whatever his equivalent of that is.

You have one week to write/draw your character’s reactions. Don’t forget to tag me, mind the rules which are in the pinnedand use the tag #RTVTour25!

The poll is set for 3 days, so vote while you have the chance!

With that being said, good luck.

Make good choices.

[4thwallbreakerdraws2]

Happy April, Fool

Small wrap up to the April Fools event

@entityarts

(Slowly trying to draw all the inserts yaya)

[fenicearts420]

Art Department | RTV Tour Script 2

INT. PV STUDIO LOBBY - DAY

The lobby is bustling with people voting on which department to go to first. Marie waits patiently for the results to be announced so they can get moving. She may or may not be getting claustrophobic the longer she stands in the crowd.

MARIE (in her head): "Ugh…pleeeeease don't let this take forever. I'm already getting antsy in here."

She takes another glance around the lobby while she waits. Keeping track of some things helps calm her down, makes her feel in control. Especially of herself…

The Strike Class symbol flashes through her mind.

MARIE (in her head): "I've got to keep myself under control. Especially now. One slip-up here-"

Marie is ripped away from her thoughts by the sound of RTV's voice.

RTV: "THANK YOU ALL FOR VOTING! LOOKS LIKE WE WILL GO TO THE ART DEPARTMENT FIRST!"

MARIE (in her head): "Ah! I guess the Art Department is first. Wait…"

She looks towards the directions posted next to the structurally questionable stairs, taking note of the direction of the Art Department.

MARIE: …

Marie looks towards the stairs, then the directions, then the stairs again, taking a moment to process the situation. Her mind is made up.

MARIE: "Screw it. I ain't climbing the death stairs."

As soon as she's able, Marie shifts into a Terrible Terror and flies up to the second floor, perching herself on the railing. After she does a little shake from flying and just shifting in general, she takes a moment to breathe in before looking to the side to see RTV glaring at her, all while keeping that creepy smile on his face.

Marie rolls her eyes a tad before hopping off the railing and shifting back to her human form. Seeming content, RTV shifts his attention to another attendant who seems to be wearing a ponytail and glasses and is also missing an arm. Meanwhile, Marie rests her arms on the railing and looks over the lobby while waiting for everyone to get up to the second floor. Up here, she gets a better look at some of the attendees. She first takes note of a snow white creature with accents of blue and purple.

MARIE (in her head): "Hmm, they must've been the one who was excited to see the Art Department. They seem nice. Might have to chat with them later."

She then takes note of the following attendees: One with a pointed mask with four eyeholes, one with a high ponytail, black sclera with blue irises and fins on the side of their face, and one employee who was pitch black with a neon pink heart in place of their left eye.

MARIE (in her head): "A lot of interesting people here, both in and out of the studio."

CHRIS: "Ahem!"

Her attention shifts towards Chris who doesn't seem all too pleased with her.

CHRIS: "During the tour, it would be best if you could keep shapeshifting to a minimum."

MARIE: "Right, right. Gotcha. Just wanted to skip the stairs, ya' know?"

She gives Chris a nervous smile before joining the rest of the group. Once everyone is upstairs, RTV speaks up again.

RTV: "ALRIGHT! LET’S CONTINUE, SHALL WE?”

Marie follows him and the rest of the group through the hallway into the Art Department. Once there, she sees someone who looks to have a color picker for a head, a paintbrush tail, and no legs.

COLORES: “Oh, you’re already here! Oh sh-should I introduce myself?”

RTV: “Colores, head of our Art department and funny enough the younger SISTER of Lucian over there.”

Marie looks over to Lucian giving a wave to Colores while Colores seems to ignore him.

MARIE (in her head): "Ooooh, big oof. Big oof, my dude."

COLORES: “Well, as Mr. Puzzles has already told you, I’m in charge of this department. Ah- you know what? Just come into one of the studios!”

Colores waves everyone into the Art Department. Marie follows her and the rest of the group. She looks around, taking in the layout of the room, as well as the posters and sketches scattered about with most of them pinned to the pin boards. Among them, however, she could've sworn she saw what looked to be a wanted poster. But, after the blink of her eyes, it vanishes.

MARIE (in her head): "…Gone…"

She hesitantly shrugs it off.

MARIE (in her head): "Maybe I'm just seeing things."

Marie zones out while scanning the room, not hearing Colores' words until she mentions handling fanmail. She immediately turns her attention back to Colores.

MARIE (in her head): "Hehehe, this ought to be good."

She continues to listen to Colores prattle on about the one fan who snuck into the studio to propose to the TV man. Marie looks over to RTV who was clearly uncomfortable with the topic of discussion. She silently revels in his misery before Colores pulls out a box filled with fanmail.

COLORES: “These are filled with mail from Valentine’s day. We still have to go through the majority of them, but you won’t believe how much of those are fanfic-”

RTV: “AAAAAANYWAY-How about we MOVE ON, hm?~”

MARIE (in her head): "Aww BOOOO! Gotta end the fun so soon?"

Her attention is turned to the table stacked with plushies of RTV and the cast. Funnily enough, Marie doesn't care much for plushies. She's not sure why. They just never appealed to her that much as opposed to stuffed animals. (YES, THERE'S A DIFFERENCE! FIGHT ME!/silly)

COLORES: "I fear we have no Mario plushies as it would have been disrespectful given his…state.”

Marie expresses a look of concern upon hearing about Mario.

MARIE (in her head): "Oh yeah, Mario's in a coma, isn't he? No wonder this world is still intact. Poor guy…"

She bows her head in respect for Mario. She doesn't like him much in her world, especially when he somehow manages to interfere in her work on the occasion; however, she's willing to show some respect for the avatar given he's helped save her world plenty of times. Once she raises her head, she steps back to avoid Colores handing out some plushies to random attendants. After a while of talking with Colores, RTV addresses the crowd once again.

RTV: “Well, then…Since last time worked so well, how about I let you choose the next department AGAIN? Oh, and don’t think about SNATCHING something that belongs to the studio, as great as some of the artist tools and merch look."

RTV points towards the ceiling corners of the room, indicating the cameras locations.

RTV: "Camera sees ALL and that jazz.~”

Marie looks up toward the cameras, taking note of their locations for later.

MARIE (in her head): "Oh, trust me, I ain't here for free merch. Guess it's time to choose again. Let's see if we can check out the Film Department this time."

------------------------------------------------------------------------------ People mentioned: @alelathedragon @mylifeisfakeenjoy @lari-the-dragon @scimagic @runrabitrunrunrun

Marie is available for interaction.

Please let me know if anything needs to be changed.

@rtv-puzzlevision-studios

[entityarts]

Security watching their boss backstage

RTV!AU by: @4thwallbreakerdraws2

RTV!GSP belongs to: @purpdrawsthings

[lari-the-dragon]

RTV Tour: There is no turning back.

“Stay down.”

Lucian said to the two guards before lowering his own gun..."Okay, he wasn’t going to fight, good. I really didn’t wanted to accidentally hurt him...Even if I was going to stay only in the defensive." She said mentally, while her mask eyes seemed a little relieved, but then she felt something and glanced around for a moment, having a feeling like someone was staring at her- she didn’t knew who it was tho, too many people around.

“You can’t be serious!”

“Sir, with respect, this isn’t our job-”

“I know what my damn job is, Chris, and right I’m telling you to stay down...We are not hurting tour participants.”

Ouch...Thinking again, maybe this wasn’t such a good idea, sigh- there goes her chance to be friends with Lucian. Dammit, she always had a way of messing everything up, huh?

“So now, what? Are we just going to let him walk? He just fried our boss!”

“Let’s just…all come down for a second...First of all, I need someone to check on the boss. Don’t touch his head, just make sure he hasn’t kicked the bucket yet...Nira! Where is Nira? Please, get over to Puzzles.”

She decided to look at the individual lying on the floor and noticed he was covered in sticky notes...Man, whoever put all those notes on him was like the Flash, because the guy JUST collapsed, and the first thing this person did was that...

Huge Respect.

Suddenly, a voice echoed throughout the building... "Oh crap."

“Dear employees and visitors, we are currently facing a vermin problem. Until the issue is resolved, the whole building will be going on lockdown starting now.”

Huh?

She suddenly turned to the sound of metallic blinds rolling down the windows, leaving the room in darkness. The only light sources were the screens, Lucian sign head, some glowing people, and her mask eye pupils- along with the tiny black dots on her mask that were now a strong white.

“What the hell do we need so much security for again? Hey, you’re head of security, tell that damn system this is way overkill!”

“I object, partner.”

The screens in the room now flickered, before showcasing a turquoise silhouette, a white line on their face showcasing soundwaves...Wr3n.

“If you want me to lift the lockdown, you have a choice.”,

Now she was paying full attention to him, since she had a strong feeling she needed to stay MUCH more alert this time.

Wr3n now continued, before an arrow appeared on the screens, Animsay’s included, poor thing, pointing at SMG4

“Option 1: You take out 4 over there and I will give you a free pass! Tour is over, the problem solved, you all can go home!”,

"Not an option." she thought.

Wr3n now continued, before the arrows changed to point down at RTV.

“Option 2: You wake up the big boss and he can decide what to do with you.”

Risky, considering he might keep the security system on and get rid of the rebels...She now included.

The arrow now disappeared, screens switching back to the silhouette.

“Option 3: You outlaws do neither of those and we can enjoy playing a game of tag. I’m sure I can take care of this whole issue myself within the hour! So, choose wisely. Happy trails!”

With that, the screens switched back to the Puzzlevision logo.

Little bitc-

“Puzzles has an apparently homicidal AI and you still think I’m the bad guy here?”

The white pupils of her mask turned to look at SMG4.

“Not the issue right now.”

“I’m not seeing you deny the homicidal part.”

He had a point there. She saw Lucian sign head change to the words [Shut it], and she giggled quietly, despite the situation.

“Listen, I know we had our differences, but without Puzzles W- the security system may see us as an actual danger. Especially, after some of you just refused to let us arrest SMG4. He saw that, he’s always watching over the surveillance.”

Oh...FUCK- she was going to get infinite negative points for that. No turning back now, it seemed.

“Told you we should have gone through with it…”

Then Swag got boxed by Chris, heh- deserved.

“I will leave the choice on what to do up for you to decide. We need to work together here not against...Though, there is an option that wasn’t mentioned by the System: The lockdown can manually be manually overwritten in the Control Room. So, we have four choices: Arrest SMG4 after all, get Puzzles to the Health Department, try to reach security or make our best run to the exit which, quite frankly, is just insane.”

Agree with that- if the whole building was on lockdown, then the exit wouldn’t be much different. Unless, of course, someone literally tried to break their way out to freedom. But for that, they’d need a lot of strength, maybe she could do it, but she didn’t know what kind of metal or how many layers were there. So, it would be risky and probably a waste of time.

“Up to you. I know I’m probably getting into trouble after this either way.”

Fuck fuck fuck...She didn’t want Lucian to get in trouble. Was she really that stupid for not seeing the obvious?? She literally manage a [Redacted] GODDAMMIT! And yet, she still can’t make a simple decision to keep others out of trouble in another dimension? How pathetic...Lari started having an existential crisis again, even though the only thing showing it, was her hair slowly fluffing up and her mask pupils slightly losing their color, leaving the eyeholes almost completely black...until-

"Hey! You alright in there, chér?"

She heard someone speak, but she wasn’t sure if it was directed at her- until the person grabbed her arm, making her turn defensively towards...MARIE???

Her mask pupils snapped back to their strong white color. Holy shit- She wasn’t expecting Marie to talk to her! Okay, act normal. No need to panic. Now speak casually like she isn’t one of the amazing artists that you follow.

"Y-Yes?"

That wasn’t casual, that was nervous as fuck, you- ugh, forget it.

Lari lowered her guard but seemed a bit confused. Why was Marie calling her attention anyway? Did she did something wrong, or stared at her without knowing?

"Shesh- you looked like you were getting lost deep there-"

Oh...That’s why...Damn, was she that nervous that someone actually noticed? Wait...She slowly looked at her own hair, noticing it was very fluffled up...ah...that explains.

"...It’s uhh- a usual thing that happens, but don't worry bud, i'm alright-"

Marie let go of her arm and sighed in relief...Before looking at her with slight concern.

"You sure?"

"Yep!"

Lari gave a thumbs-up, though her hair still looked slightly fluffy, which Marie seemed to notice but decided not to press on.

"If you say so...Well, i'm going to join the others to the Security Department, are you coming?"

She glanced at the people going toward the Security Department, including the girl with ribbons, a ghost with blue neon highlights who was floating that way, a person with a hat and pinkish hair and pale yellow gloves, a few others, and EVEN A KID HEADING THERE???? Crap, she couldn’t back down now...Oh SHIT, she had to answer!-

"Oh y-YEA! Just give me a sec, I need to...Uhh- Talk to someone real quick-"

She gave a quick look at Lucian before glancing back at Marie, who seemed to follow her gaze for a moment before responding.

"Okay, but I doubt we have much time before this place goes straight to ruins."

Lari simply nodded, and then Marie headed toward the others preparing to go to the Security Department.

She took a long breath and turned towards Lucian, her mask eyes looking soft and even a little regretful. Hopefully, he could forgive her...

...You know what? Time to interact more.

After quickly scanning the others heading to the Health Departments, like the white squirrel who seemed extremely worried about RTV and a little ghost with wing-shaped earrings and a tail with a blue line, and also some others.

She inhaled deeply and prepared to teleport. Since she was already doomed anyway, there was no point in hiding it now...She exhaled and-

Simply appeared beside Lucian, who seemed to get a bit startled at that. Then she grabbed both of his shoulders and spoke in an anxious tone, her hair fluffing up even more as her mask eyes looked at him worriedly.

"Lucian, pal, I’m so sorry for this mess, but-"

Her voice got as quiet as possible as all of her mask pupils independently scanned for anything suspicious nearby, then all of them turned back to him.

"We both know your only real chance of maybe being free from that, currently, CORPSE, is that bastard of SMG4-"

She removed one hand from his shoulder and aggressively pointed at the meme guardian.

"If he goes down, basically all your chances go down with him...So my apologies, but if there’s any opportunity to make RTV face the consequences, I have to take it."

"Why the grudge against the boss anyway? If you don’t mind me asking."

Lucian decided to ask while slowly looking at her hand that was still on his shoulder, making her look at it and immediately let go.

"Well..."

Her mask eyes blinked as she seemed to think for a moment, while her hair slowly turned back to normal.

"Uhh, how do I explain-" She lightly tapped her mask with a finger, then widened her eyes and boldly said, "You know how there’s "love at first sight "? Think of this as the opposite, "hate at first sight."."

She gived a little shrug, but that seemed to make Lucian let out a low chuckle, which was honestly...Unexpected? She got a bit happy for being able to do that nonetheless. So she slowly glanced behind, checking on the others, and then looked back at him and said with a little of a amused voice.

"I wish you luck with the man, cause I suppose I’m already screwed."

"You’re not the only one." He sighed, preparing for what seemed to be inevitable at this point.

She gave him a quick salute and teleported again, appearing near Marie, who seemed to give her a side-eye.

"What? I just respect the guy!"

She protested defensively, even though Marie hadn’t said anything about it.

"Mhm."

Marie seemed to smirk a bit, that made Lari roll her mask eyes indignantly.

"Oh shush."

Her mask eyes sent her an annoyed look, before she followed right behind her.

"Now let’s fucking GO!"

She shouted excitedly, she could hardly believe it! They were definitely about to have an action moment! Haha! Wr3n didn’t stand a chance against them. What’s the worst that can happen?

I mean, as far as she knew everyone here was more than capable of taking care of themselves just fine!

There was nothing to be afraid of!

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Right?

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@rtv-puzzlevision-studios

I know it’s late, but here it is! And dude! I can't wait for the next part and see how things gonna go!

And thanks a lot @fenicearts420 for snapping me back to reality! Maybe Lari would have taken a much longer time in regain her ground if it wasn't for you!

Victims: @grinnames @theghostinthestudio @change-name-later @entityarts @niranutcake @alelathedragon

Sorry for the tags-

If you want to interact, please DM me first! Mentions are cool though.

[lrayasostripes]

Rayas at the RTV Tour, 2

Second week of the Puzzlevision Tour, hosted by @rtv-puzzlevision-studios

Directory: Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 3.5-ish, Part 4, Part 5 (END), Epilogue

Note 1: Once again, writing this in first person. Had a lot of fun with it

Note 2: I did mentioned that my main Oc is in the spectrum. But as the Tour goes, she might slowly try to interact a little bit. Especially when either trying to make social interaction, or asking if anyone saw her missing drawing. And a little lore drop on her.

Note 3: Interactions to the inserts are all Bg and not always direct for bigger actions, and as to not break the rules. But now, interacting with the RTV AU characters and sonas happens.

Final Note: Same as last post. Rayas is a participant, and not the same for a future RTV version.

Story

"THANK YOU ALL FOR VOTING! LOOKS LIKE WE WILL GO TO THE ART DEPARTMENT FIRST!" Said Puzzles, the host of the Puzzlevision Tour, after the final vote is set.

After climbing the stairs (of Doom), so far, I'm glad no one tripped on it (I saw someone change to a dragon and skipped the stairs, wow! But is that allowed?) (Marie by @fenicearts420); but for some reason, why did I felt nervous anyways (?). It's not like someone tries to trip me, or someone is glaring at me from atop the staircase. Yet, I still cling to my umbrella that I brought; again, it makes me feel safe.

But alas, I think the whole tour won't be so eventful for the bad; though, some of the participants got a little keen such as how to address Puzzles. As Mr Puzzles... or RTV (Reality TV? well, I know that) said the host, but "Mr Puzzles" is okay (preferably).

(Well, I will out of politeness. I said before, this place/world is different, with its own rules. My Visitor arm band I subconsciously made is for a reason)

Now, walking through the halls of the second floor studio, Mr Puzzles explains that the Social Media Department is connected and just below the Art Department, Block B; and those two that close are just right. So far, all is fine; and hope everyone or some try to be polite. And still, I'm looking for the drawing that went up the second floor somewhere where the whole group is heading. For a moment, I thought I saw something thin go into a vent from above the ceiling; hope it's the drawing. But if it is... where did it go? Never mind, must stick to the tour.

Hm... wonder if I can try to make small talk while walking to the Art Department with the group. I can try to practice in case... I have to speak to Mr Puzzles if he addresses me first. I saw some participants who are TV Heads and slightly look like Mr Puzzles, or close (I've always been curious about them). I could start with the one with a Kuromi cap and purple teeth (Crystal by @kuromipuzzles2000), since she's the one nearest to me after climbing up the stairs in the back.

(Crystal, and Loyboo)

I subtly got a little close to her. I looked at her for a bit and didn't took long for her to notice... I slightly smiled with my second mouth (one to pronounce my emotions much more) as a silent Hello along with a small wave of my hand... Why is she giving me a straight frown...? Did I do something wrong? Did I interrupted something? Maybe- Oh, she slightly smiled back, albeit faintly with a raised eyebrow. Okay, she looks forward; I follow. I don't think it went bad, just neutral. Nothing verbal, but at least, I'm trying. Huh? It looks like someone also wanted to talk to her, the same ghost-like person (Loyboo by @alelathedragon) who loudly boasted to see the Art Department (I won't blame him for being too happy. Plus, for my ears getting hurt, all forgiven). But he seems to be hesitant before changing his mind. Hm... I'm... considering if to at least, make brief contact since he appears too shy; I don't want to overwhelm anyone. (Wonder if there's a unique way to interact with him, after seeing his Boo tie)

Anyways...

During the rest of the tour, I hope to gain enough courage ask for help from the three guards if they could look for my lost drawing. But um... I feel like it won't be easy. Swag seems to be a little too rude after his interaction with two participants (sorry). Chris seems like it, but it looks like he seemed a little stressed with Swag's antics; guess I rather not give him trouble with finding my lost drawing. Hm... Lucian, the third security guard who ushered me and a few others being the last ones, who knows. I hope that while I'm looking around, he could get the hint; but then again, what if... oh. Up ahead, we are close. I navigate very slowly into the crowd without interrupting anyone, and avoiding some that give me vibes they would immediately not like me for the smallest thing, but I think it's just my anxiety making me think things that have not happened yet. I have to admit, some of them scare me (sorry).

(If you look at my broken left side of my face, I'm doing my best not to think about it getting bigger, or a new one to show up. All I can say, it will never heal as it isn't a physical one)

I keep on to my umbrella.

Alright. Finally arriving to the Art Department.

Mr Puzzles stands and everyone stops as the main doors to the Art Department is. And then, a peculiar floating woman with a color picker for a head (and a paintbrush tail, that's interesting) appears past the door. She greets all of us, very excited in her tone. I even notice the color on her head and fingers change color based on her current mood.

“Colores, head of our Art department and funny enough the younger SISTER of Lucian over there.” said Mr Puzzles to everyone, introducing the head of the Art Department.

Colores, as in Colors; that's a nice name. (Hello Colores) (My name, Rayas, means Stripes in Spanish, I love stripes). And she's Lucian's sister, interesting. I couldn't help, or if anyone else did, look back and see Lucian wave at his sister... She didn't waved back. I wonder what is the reason for sibling rivarly or squabble going with them, but I'm not part of their story to learn more (I'm just a visitor); and not even thinking of leaving what I call, an Imprint. Direct or Indirect, I won't get into it.

“Well, as Mr. Puzzles has already told you, I’m in charge of this department. Ah- you know what? Just come into one of the studios!”

Colores lets everyone else into one of the offices of the Art Department. Many rows of seats, pin boards and screens on each row. This room is VERY big, big enough for at least... no more than 35 or so. There's posters around, sketches, concept art, and ideas of many sorts. I noticed that most, are for stuffed toy concepts. Why do I feel, we will all get a free plushie today? But alas, this place is nice. So... what else the Art Department can produce? (I wonder if blankets and tote bags are also made here, the concept for making them that is. If a tote bag, maybe I could use it to carry anything the tour offers for free)

Hm, while everyone is settling, I was just about to start make small interactions when Colores spoke again.

“The Art Department is responsible for all the designs you see around the studio from merchandise to websites, although the latter with the help of the Social Media Department! In general we always work closely together with other departments. For example also with the Film Department when it comes to ads!”

Not just the Social Media Department, even the Film Department works with the Art Department? Huh, well, that's a good strategy, even if have no experience with advanced marketing (only from what I heard).

“Among other things we also take care of the fanmail.” added Colores.

Um... what? Oh, right, Mr Puzzles here is very popular, so he has so many fans. But.... why is the topic of fanmail coming from? (and what does have to do with the Art Department?)

I noticed Mr Puzzles jump, and turn away from the window, as if the topic wasn't necessary to be mentioned- Oh!

The timing! (calm down Rayas) The nearest air vent that's just above and closest to the window, my drawing just flew out of it, and very quietly (how is it flying without sound?). It sticked to just behind Mr Puzzles, on the window as soon as he looked away (phew). Again, I cannot interrupt (the fanmail convo) since it'll be very rude of me; I don't want to rub people the wrong way, especially Mr Puzzles (from this world). Just, has anyone noticed it? Hopefully not. I don't want to hear someone indicating the drawing on the window, and give away it was mine (again, it has my watermark, and no way to deny the ownership). Sigh... I'll worry later.

At the moment, the convo changed to the story of someone, a fan, breaking in the studio to... propose to Mr Puzzles? (and with a ring?). While at the same time, glance back to the drawing in brief moments to not show my anxiety, and making sure it has not moved. But also couldn't help look that Mr Puzzles' smile was straining as the topic went, but still covering it by chuckling; I cannot imagine what is like to have many fans, going to lengths to see their idol, and someone reminding him of the incident. (In my mind, I want to be honest. In Colores' place, I would not mention any further if it makes Mr Puzzles uncomfortable)

I also am aware, what I imagine the rest of the tour participants are feeling right now as the topic went. But I rather not look around to see. I can hear them alright.

“Security was raised after THAT incident, mind you.” Mr Puzzles cleared his throat.

Well, that's a good thing.

Hold on... if security was raised, and while not looking around the ceiling, wonder if the cameras caught sight of my lost drawing flying around.

“These are filled with mail from Valentine’s day. We still have to go through the majority of them, but you won’t believe how much of those are fanfic-”

(I think that's enou-)

"AAAAAAAnyway-"

Mr Puzzles loudly interrupts (ouch my ears) and quickly jumps in front of Colores before she could say more about the Valentines' cards he received (and the fanfics). This sudden action makes enough for my drawing to fly above the window, and up to and around the ceiling... and somehow not landing (is it, taunting me?) on the ground or into the crowd, but onto a hanging lamp. (please don't move from there)

I wonder, wouldn't it be by sheer timing, the drawing passed by the cameras? And whoever saw it would compare the watermark to my head? But.... who knows.

Colores seems to get back to topic at the moment. I see there's a table with what look like.... stuffed toys?

“Ah, of course! My bad, I got sidetracked… Well, I mentioned before that our department is responsible for the merch designs, so I thought: Hey, why not give something to you guys? Let’s see…we have plushies of all the cast members and Mr. Puzzles, of course!

Oh, so I was right about the possibility of everyone getting a free stuffed toy. Sweet! Hah! The same ghost-like person is super happy to receive one (look at his tail go!) Looking at the plushies, they all look cute. To be honest, I find all stuffed toys cute (and comforting); cute enough that I would want to make a sort of playroom with many plushies I can fill it with. (Sometimes, it makes me feel like a kid again. But sadly, we don't live forever; only the memories)

...Huh, no Mario plushies? Oh, right... I prefer not to ask (how could he not known...? But again, I'm just a visitor; and this place/world is different)

I got slightly startled when Mr Puzzles tossed two plushies (Saiko and Bob) to some of the tour participants, one was close to me who grabbed the Bob plushie. Apparently, the Bob and Saiko plushies are limited, since the actual Bob and Saiko are no longer part of the crew. What happened? I don't know. Does anyone? Where their attitudes too much? (hope they are still out there doing fine)

Before bringing my attention back to the table of stuffed toys, I looked up where my lost drawing is sitting. It almost looks like is about to... to...! The drawing falls to one of the cubicles...

Rayas, it's okay I told myself. No one will notice it (if anyways). Relax. Remember the Tour rules, no wondering off. You'll eventually get the drawing back. You have not crossed the bridge... yet

Attention back to the table of plushies ranging from Mr Puzzles, SMG3, Tari, Meggy, Boopkins, and the limited Saiko and Bob plushies.

“So PLEASE, take one of your liking. Max is two.” Indicated Mr Puzzles as he moves away.

Well, guess I could get myself busy with receiving a free stuffed toy. Two per person. Well, looking that I'm holding my umbrella, I'm doubting if I'll receive two plushies max; my hands might be too busy. Looking that Colores is randomly giving them (is there or no choice to which plushies everyone gets?), I sort of though I saw from the corner of my eye, someone break from the group? (It's actually Astro by @the-masked-astro)Did they saw my drawing and went to look for it? If yes, then guess they'll bring it back to me. With my watermark of my head and name, it shouldn't be hard to know who owns it.

As I'm getting close to the table of plushies, I'm starting to think that maybe... I can ask Colores if she can allow me to get my drawing. But then I went against it, because after making things awkward with Mr Puzzles out loud, I feel like I don't trust telling her. What if she sees it and loudly praises it, and it gets Mr Puzzles' attention? Whether Mr Puzzles likes it or not (mostly), I don't think I'll want to have all attention on me (I cannot have that. Too many eyes). Not that I'm scared of Mr Puzzles rejecting it, and maybe toss it in the trash/tear in half, it's how I'll take it and have me to destroy it; anything I make from where I'm from and where it is made from, only I can unmake/destroy it.

(Note, this is the first time I meet a different Mr Puzzles. And... especially, too early to meet this special one. Maybe I should have abandoned the drawing...)

But... these are just thoughts of anxiety. I'll cross that bridge when I get to it. It hasn't happened yet.

Now close enough, I focus back on the plushies. There's still more left, and deciding whether I just want one; considering I have my umbrella, one is enough. I wouldn't mind much which one, I'm between Tari and Mr Puzzles (from here). The former, because blue is my favorite color, and close to the color of my split hair; and because like her, I'm also shy, but I'm a slow-to-warmup. Mr Puzzles' plushie, a unique one; and it has the colorful cape-like coat. Hm... I could receive the latter as another thing to make me feel less nervous when around Mr Puzzles. (Or maybe, imagine if I get the fun idea that if by lucky chance, find other unique Puzzles Plushies from different places? And set them, like... a collection?)

I'm now very close to Colores now. What plushie do I get?...

Not the now rare Saiko (luck for the ghost participant) and Bob, or Tari,... but Mr Puzzles. (Guess I might start the Puzzles Plush quest, LOL). I smiled politely to Colores. And as I turn around to walk a couple of steps...

"Why, I like the creativity on the vest you put on." Colores complimented at me. "Especially the bow on the back. Oh and your blue puzzle piece tie clip."

I turn around and smile lightly.

'Thanks,' I thanked her.

(Colores by @4thwallbreakerdraws2)

I... I couldn't believe one of the heads of Puzzlevision Studios would talk to me; a compliment. Well, the uniform isn't the official uniform, but I crafted it as best as I could to follow the standards (and I hope I left the receipt back home). Besides, I saw some add their tastes to it, so I was right to add the stripes on the back, right shirt cuff and the mismatched striped socks (I love stripes). I... I almost forgot about my lost drawing there. Maybe things will go... fine?

"I cannot help but, notice, you seemed, worried?" asked Colores as she slowly keeps giving out plushies with her tail while facing me. (didn't know she could multitask as well) "Is everything okay?"

Was it very obvious? Or maybe she has a strong sense of empathy? Or maybe she noticed the meaning behind the blue puzzle piece tie clip? Sigh, guess I'll be honest with the issue of my lost drawing, but I'll be vague; and not point where the drawing is. I knew to always say the truth, but if anything else, prepare another truth for later.

Slightly fiddling with my new Mr Puzzles plushie and then my blue puzzle piece tie clip... As there's very few participants. And even though Colores doesn't have an actual face, I still get nervous when trying eye contact; a weakness I'm trying when meeting new people.

'Well, I... brought something (half true) that I made, ...but I lost it (half true). And I've been trying to see if I can find it... and... I'm too nervous to ask for someone if they seen it (still true), and to give it back if they find it. It has my watermark of my face in a corner... (true) I... I'm sorry, I didn't want to bother...'

I sigh in defeat as if sounding I'm giving up. I feel an hand on my shoulder. It was Colores, see appears to want to reassure me.

"Oh I see... Is it a drawing?"

I nod. I have to be honest.

"No worries, I'm sure what you lost will turn up. If anything, I'll try. For now, enjoy the tour." Her head and fingers change color to a pastel tone to it, what I assume was a calming and reassuring tone. And a pat on my back.

Walking to join the rest, this helped me calm down, as she hands out the plushies to the last people (some didn't get one, or some weren't interested). And... I'm considering if I should have told her that my drawing is just... Wait, I glanced just a little to the back before my focus was back on what next of the tour, Mr Puzzles and the same wandering participant (wearing blue and orange; complimentary colors) (and also in the drawing) were coming back... And the participant, doesn't seem to have noticed my drawing, nor have it as they came to join back the group empty-handed. (... crap. Pardon the expression)

Sigh... what now? (so much to have my hopes partially up)

While Mr Puzzles and Colores chatted a little away from the group, I'm mentally debating whether to go and recover my drawing. But... the rules are the rules. (I cannot be the second person to break away) Well, the least I can do before everyone settles, I can try to meet a few new faces then. While the TV head with the purple teeth and Kuromi cap was the first to interact, and even when she was polite enough to greet me her way, her straight frown... I sort of felt discouraged to speak to her again (unless her frown was just an act, maybe I can try again). There's still the other TV heads, but... I don't know; I'm still curious though. Looking around... There's a robot rabbit (Bunnybot by @selfshippinglover), but he appears to already be socializing with his own group (characters by @scimagic and @michaelscorneroftheinternet), a fish and human mix, and another person with glasses and Puzzlevision logo on their left lens; so no. How about... the ghost-like person with their limited Saiko plushie?

He seem very shy for some reason, like, he wanted to ask questions like he stated during his boast; or maybe they want to talk to someone. But he's hesitating. He's clinging to his notebook, writing stuff down. Hm... Okay, I can do this. Just a brief interaction. Um... hold on... I... I think I saw Mr Puzzles ending the convo from far away. But I thought I was very sure there was enough time to talk approach him. Sigh...

"Well, then...Since last time worked so well, how about I let you choose the next department AGAIN? (has his voice been loud before?)

Mr Puzzles has announced to start another vote. Everyone huddles over towards Mr Puzzles. Well, seeing that my drawing is still where it is, I think it's time for me to-

"...and don’t think about SNATCHING something that belongs to the studio, as great as some of the artist tools and merch look. Camera sees ALL and that jazz.~” Mr Puzzles added. And points to the cameras.

Well, I don't think anyone would (be bold) steal property from the studio. That's why security is there everywhere.

Wait... Oh, Oh no. I can't get my drawing! If I stray to do so, the cameras will see, and everyone would assume I stole something! I... I can't... Ugh, how unfortunate. Watermarked or not, I can't risk it.

While looking at the voting area, where everyone is gathering to cast, I pray a vote to the closest department if my drawing flies into a vent and goes there... (I voted after 5 participants did theirs)

Actually... while everyones wait for the results, I think I can do a last, very brief interaction with the ghost participant after voting after me.

I slowly approach him, but not too close as not to make him nervous. Hope he notice- oh okay, he is; and he's nervous, and confused. Now, after seeing his Boo tie earlier before reaching the Art Department, time to see if this approach works. I hold my Puzzles plushie and umbrella in arm, and cover my eyes with my other hand, but fingers slightly parted to see his reaction. (I hope he doesn't find this offensive, since if he's associated with Boos, Boos get shy if looked directly and would cover their faces. The least I want is to offend someone. I just want to at least, make just one friend, but at the same time making sure he isn't overwhelmed in his space)

"Hi," I greeted him, with one of my ears moving as if waving since my other arm was busy with my umbrella and plush Puzzles. "Rayas."

A small pause. Confusion... but then he smiles at last. (did my approach worked?)

(Also, I know Boos are known to play pranks, so please don't play a prank. Everyone is on tour, and no disruptions of any kind is tolerated)

(In addition, I'm sensitive...)

(And I also hope no one finds this strange, but hope some understand what it means)

"Hi." He finally said, sounding less nervous I think. "Loyboo."

(Hello Loyboo) (Phew)

Looking back at the votes...

Oh.... a majority seem to want to go to the Film Department, next.

Everyone is slowly leaving the art department one by one (hope it isn't going back down the stairs). One glance to my drawing... Still there.

...

Goodbye I guess...

Just... I just hope the cameras saw the drawing, and/or maybe someone sees it, looks at the watermark, and goes to give it to me... Sigh... I hug my Mr Puzzles plushie and umbrella for a semblance of comfort. I want this whole tour to go fine; and the drawing of mine, not ready to share it here, I just want it back.

(Or better yet, wish no one finds it)

I was walking at a slow pace, I might not realized I gotten behind the group, in the back, but close still. And after moment, the last one to leave the door, like 10 steps made, I felt a hand on my shoulder. It startled me since there wasn't any participants that could have been behind me. Let alone Loyboo (who seems to prefer being in the back), yet he's in front of me; but will he notice?

"Keep going," I looked up, and it was Lucian. The one with a neon sign head; and Colores' sister.

The group has slowed and then stopped for the final voting results (pretty sure the Film Department), but not yet the next instruction Mr Puzzles says, and Lucian's hand is still on my shoulder. Why...? I didn't do anything wrong...? I kept hugging my plushie and umbrella.

And not saying a word, Lucian lets go of my shoulder, and hands me a rolled paper in front of me. I was confused at first, but even if I didn't unrolled it, I pieced together what it was...! Lucian's head displayed the word "Alright"

"Don't lose it, Alright? He said, with the most relaxed tone in his voice.

All I answer, was closing my eyes and nodding, and whisper a thanks. And sounding relieved.

I don't know how Lucian found it, or what happened back at the Art Department since he's the last one, and Colores stayed where she's at, and after the group left. Plus, did he finally took notice, or was it his sister? (I don't know) But I'm glad that weight of self-consciousness and anxiety was off my shoulders. Thank you Lucian.

Sure enough, I unfurled it just a little, and it was the drawing. Phew. I tuck the drawing into my vest, and inner vest pocket. Feeling confident/calm now, I slowly went through the crowd; and carefully navigated the open spaces to go through the crowd.

What a relief to finally getting it back (I wouldn't mind if I didn't find it, as long as no one sees it; it can get lost in a place no one would see and know who did it. I can draw a replica, but polished). I think the Tour will go smoothly, and have less worries.

(hm... Patience is a virtue... Good things comes to those who wait. Yeah, good things have happened)

Well, I have crossed (part of) the bridge... but I think not until the Tour is over.

The Film Department is possibly next. Wonder where that is. If it's in a different indoor block, or a separate building. If the latter, pray that there's a use for my umbrella if the sun is harsh, or light rain is to happen.

(Why do I have a nagging feeling, that my drawing won't stay in my vest and might fly off again? It's probably nothing. And hope that even in my mind, I didn't jinx it)

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Author's note, I hope I didn't overdid it. But I was having fun writing this. And... couldn't render some of the the illustrations, but the actions are shown.

The lost drawing in Question Below

(Between The Star and AV Puzzles is Astro by @the-masked-astro , one of the participants on the tour) All Ocs/AUs belong to their owners and can be found here Puzzlevision Mass Attack

Note, interactions available, but comment/dm first. Plus, if anything, I might slightly change the story here.

[grinnames]

RTV! Tour Start: Grinnames POV

Follow up to THIS POST

NEXT

@4thwallbreakerdraws2, here's my sona's reaction to the start of the Tour!

I had meant to keep this short. Alas, I got carried away.

Grinnames was still bubbling from having met SMG3. She could honestly leave now, and still be satisfied. She considered turning heel with style, bidding everyone good night, and walking out the door like a boss. But of course she wasn’t going to leave. That was against the rules, and there was still so much fun to be had here, and food to eat! Puzzlevision Studios was supposed to be full of magic, and she was not going to leave without experiencing the magic. 

However, this did not mean that she had some slight reservations about this place, and the man in charge. Which she dared not to voice, as now was not the time to be spitting hot takes. Hot takes such as the ones going on in her head, as she stared up at Mr. Puzzles greeting them on the balcony:

“Look at that fruitcake… he’s obviously up to something. I mean, just look at the way he was avoiding people’s touch! And his beautiful, beautiful, stupid eyes. That’s the look of a scheming schemer. He probably sits around staring at monitors and stalking people like a degenerate! And he probably looks pretty while doing it, so no one bats an eye!”

Very slight reservations.

She didn’t know why, but Mr. Puzzles made her feel… uneasy? Vigilant? Confused? She couldn’t explain it, but whenever her thoughts stayed on Mr. Puzzles for too long, she began to feel a slight anxiety, and the creeping sense that something wasn’t quite… right, about him.

Ever since the tour had been announced, she had come to notice a tiny voice at the back of her subconscious, whispering short, narrative quips on her life as she went about her waking hours. She had dismissed it as just another part of her inner-dialogue. But what made this voice distinct is that some of what it said were harsh but weirdly specific opinions directed at the TV-headed star. It may be very quiet, and she couldn't always make it out, but she had subconsciously caught onto a few words it repeated: RTV. Puzzles. Fraud. Careful. Remember. SMG3. Better.

Wasn’t she supposed to like Mr. Puzzles? Everyone else liked him, the whole world had joined his fanclub. And she wanted to join in the fun, after all she had no reason not to. Yet, she still caught herself having these traitorous thoughts. She had tried not to think of it.

It had made no sense before, and she dismissed her reservations as unfair and unfounded. She had never even met Mr. Puzzles anyway. But now that she was here, with a clear view of the owner of Puzzlevision, she wasn’t so sure anymore. At first, when she saw him greeting them all at the door, her heart skipped a beat with excitement. But now, the more she thought about him, and the longer he stood up on the Balcony, looking down at them, her heart rate ever-so-slightly climbed, and her ribbons began to stiffen and coil tighter around her waist. 

Grinnames had always seen Mr. Puzzles as a glamorous, entertaining, and confident figure, whenever she saw him on the covers of magazines and taking up space on her screens when sitting down to watch Puzzlevision. And although she admired his work and his bombastic persona, like most glamorous figures, she always scrutinized him. 

For most celebrities she saw, it was better to believe that they were only adopting a ready-made persona for entertainment, while hiding their real self, which was most definitely filled with quirks and flaws that would ultimately bring down their market value. And sometimes, they might even be terrible people. She would rather not put someone on a high, high pedestal, just to be let down. Everyone, to some degree, put on masks. She was no different. Celebrities just had more uses for their masks, and more consequences if their mask ever slipped.

Best case scenario, Mr. Puzzles could be just a regular old man that also just so happened to produce wonderful, well-crafted shows. Maybe he stubbed his toe on chairs, laughed about dumb things with his friends, and cried himself to sleep at least once. 

But Mr. Puzzles was also an authority figure. And she had very little faith in authority figures. She knew she was biased, but after what happened in [REDACTED], she told herself that she was very much justified in never believing in mortal kings, CEOs, and Minecraft Youtubers ever again. 

Worst case scenario, her crack-headed theory was right, and being pretty was actually heavily correlated with being insanely suspicious. Before, it had just been a fun but unlikely possibility that she had laughed about and brushed off. But now that she had seen the star of Puzzlevision up close, she had more reasons to believe that maybe these suspicions she had about Puzzlevision were not so unreasonable after all.

The man before her oozed arrogance and shady vibes. He had to be a supervillain, the type that everyone loved because he was so unfairly handsome and charismatic. Plus he wore a cape. What kind of regular CEO presents himself like that? Not that she would judge him if he was a villain. It wasn’t like she didn’t have her own share of skeletons in the closet. And supervillains, even real-life ones, were cool as heck. 

But that could also mean that she was in actual real danger. And not all supervillains were cool. She could accept being taken down by a badass, powerful, handsome devil. But she refused to be taken down by a possible degenerate that stalked unsuspecting people on screens. That would be just too humiliating, and she was not taking her chances. 

She began to tap her foot in agitation. Her ribbons wound tighter, and the forked tendrils behind her were writhing at a quickening frequency. They were losing their soft, wavy shape, and instead curling into sharp, defensive angles, like bacon in a pan. 

Her thoughts raced faster. Her ribbons usually didn’t lie to her. They were the most trustworthy thing she knew, despite only being an extension of herself. They were especially sensitive to danger, even if she wasn’t completely aware of it. And if she really was in danger, she could not let the enemy know that she knew. 

 Grinnames shook her head, took a deep breath, and lightly clapped her cheeks. With all the subtlety she could muster, she slowly reached for, snatched up her ribbons and tried her best to smooth them out. After a moment, her ribbons went still, but still remained curled up into hooks at the ends, ready to strike a moment's notice.

“…So feel free to turn to Chris, Swagmaster or Lucian at all times.”

She snapped out of her spiraling thoughts by the mention of those names. She blinked in surprise and delight. Her old co-workers, Swag and Chris, were here?! She had to go say hello when she could! It was almost impossible to catch them nowadays, since they were constantly switching jobs! And to her small relief, this little wake-up call had calmed her down further. Just enough to look… normal. Her ribbons were no longer held at the ready, but were now unfurled and waving like gentle flags in the breeze at the sight of familiar faces. (And one new face between them, that was probably the one Mr. Puzzles called Lucian. She hoped that Swag and Chris weren’t too hard on the new blood. Perhaps they could be friends!)

She stole a glance up at RTV Mr. Puzzles. It seemed like he didn’t notice a thing, and was too busy wrapped up in his own voice as he introduced the available departments for the tour. She couldn’t help it as a grotesque, maniacal grin stretched across her face. She cackled under her breath. She let fun, intrusive, goblin thoughts overtake her brain, pushing her anxiety aside, and replacing it with cheek and cartoonish confidence.

“Stupid old man,” she chuckled to herself. “I have bamboozled you, ehe! You don’t see that I have fooled you with my master anxiety-calming techniques! Now that I have reasons to think you’re a creep, I won’t feel as bad if I mess with you later!”

She would keep her sneaking suspicions in the back of her mind. HOWEVER! She was not here to be an overthinking little weirdo, she was here to see everything and touch everything and eat everything, dammit! She would play along for now. With a regained spring in her step, she briskly walked forward to go join the rest of the tour guests in their vote. Sure, she had every right to be suspicious. She was sure of that now, and had accepted it. But that did not mean she had to worry. Everyone had secrets, and maybe he was a super cool villain. She could honestly actually like him if that were true.

Besides, he was just one old man. She had beaten worse than him with her eyes closed. If the worst came to pass, she would be ready, with a smile on her face. What could he possibly do to her?

To be continued...maybe...

[weirdrtvscomments]

do you know where i can find the video of the RTVS crew talking about AVGN being a little boy who got his wish made by a genie to be an adult? i forgot to save it

That was not avgn! It was his r̶i̶p̶o̶f̶f̶ good friend Chris Bores, aka. "The Irate Gamer"

[scimagic]

☆ RTV!PUZZLEVISION TOUR [Part One] ☆

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Mischief is afoot with this group!

Featuring @michaelscorneroftheinternet (who made the drawing this time!) and @selfshippinglover, with small mentions to @vextheallay and @fenicearts420! <3

[ @rtv-puzzlevision-studios ]

As the tour participants vote for the starting department, Scripted and Sci turn to note the positions of the security team. Swag and Chris to the sides while Lucian takes charge of the back. Absolutely surrounded, as one should expect.

The Siren turns away and blows a quiet raspberry, crossing her arms as she begins to note everything and everyone else in the room with a nonchalant look. Some she recognized, some she did not. All possible opportunities for success or failure, as much as the Director thought they were all possible disasters waiting to happen.

Speaking of— Out of the corner of her eye, Sci notices a blonde person with a blue mark over their eye, blue wings and tail adorning their form while they stare at the bot beside her specifically.

Well they look mad.

Snickering, she turns to Scripted and bumps his elbow, making a small motion with her head to make him look over.

“Seems RTV isn't the only one with fans here, Director.”

Scripted furrows his eyebrows and cautiously glances over her shoulder, analyzing the person for a moment only to look away and murmur back to the Siren.

“Not a clue. They don't seem that interested but keep an eye out.”

Sci raises an eyebrow and scoffs, yet nods regardless. If it wasn't Scripted then it was Michael, but what the hell did Michael do? She didn't know he had enemies! Actually, she finds that very hard to believe. Michael? Having enemies? With THAT face? HAH!

Ah well.

Once the voting seemed to end, RTV spoke through the chatter once more, catching the trio's attention.

“THANK YOU ALL FOR VOTING! LOOKS LIKE WE WILL GO TO THE ART DEPARTMENT FIRST! IF YOU WOULD FOLLOW ME, PLEASE!”

An option they didn't choose but one they will have to reluctantly take. Save for BB, who's excited to see more of the facility and actually participate on the tour. As the tourists begin to ascend the stairs, Sci notices a dragon fly up to the rail and land close to RTV, causing her to scoff with an amused smile.

Bold move, Marie. But she garners the Siren's respect.

… And her attention away from the messed up stairs. Her foot gets stuck on the edge of the very last step, causing the fish to trip and stumble in her walk but she’s quick to regain her balance. Maybe looking like an absolute fool with her arms stretched out and her boss and co-worker looking back at her, but she’s fine nonetheless! The Siren stands back up straight after a pause and a nervous smile, puffing out her chest as she continues walking as if nothing had happened, “cool— cool— all cool, we’re chill.”

Scripted rolls his eyes and sighs, resuming their walk through the hallway as RTV led the tour group. He hums, quietly murmuring to his lackeys once more as they look around.

“Let's start falling back. BB, you can go ahead of us when we get to the art department, Sci and I will take care of Lucian.”

The bunny and fish nod, one with enthusiasm and the other not so much.

“Aye aye!”

“Roger.”

And as told, Bunnybot begins to step towards the front of the group while Scripted and Sci fall back, separating to keep their plans in motion as they get to the art department. The Director doesn’t pay much attention to the guide, the Siren, however, does as she multi-tasks keeping an eye out on possible useful things like her boss AND admiring the work of the production. She was an artist, damn it! She wanted to know more about the studio process too! Even if she had personal experience working for another Puzzlevision Studios. Sue her!

The duo continues to look around until a new employee is introduced.

“Oh, you’re already here! Oh sh-should I introduce myself?”

“Colores, head of our Art department and funny enough the younger SISTER of Lucian over there.”

The Siren’s fin flicks as she glances up at Colores, then glances over her shoulder at Lucian, watching as he waves and is painfully ignored. She winces, shooting a pitiful look at the neon sign head that probably doesn’t even notice amidst the crowd. Looking forward again, the fish looks down at the floor in thought, tuning out the rest of the talk as some memories pass through her mind.

She doesn’t even notice when the group begins to move again, not until Scripted lightly clears his throat and snaps her out of her thoughts. Sci glances over at the bot, who glances back with a raised eyebrow and an expectant look. The fish blinks and realizes it was time for the next part of the plan.

Her part.

She frowns at the Director, letting the other participants walk around them as they stood still for a moment. Scripted frowns back with a glare, the both of them having a quiet conversation with just their expressions until Sci lets out a silent resigned sigh. The duo begins walking again; this time, however, the fish and the bot separate. With Sci trailing behind everyone, she eventually becomes the very last person to rally up in the tour and the closest to Lucian.

God, she didn’t want to do this… I mean, she DID but starting conversations was never her strong suit. But she had to! For the sake of progressing and not getting Scripted on her ass yelling at her.

Actually she’d much rather take a lecture from him right about now—focus.

Taking a deep breath, the fish looks behind herself and steps next to the head of security, talking a bit quietly to not disturb the conversations happening up on the front or garner attention.

“Hey. Lucian, right?” The fish person meekly starts, looking up at the neon sign with a friendly smile. “I’m Sci, SciMagic.”

Lucian snapped out of his thoughts that he had temporarily lept into, before his sign head turned to look at Sci. He recognized her as the fish-person that had been hanging out with the doppelganger and the creepy glasses.

“That’s me”, he meant, putting one hand on his hip as his head started to spell out [Hi!]. “Though I will have to disappoint you, I’m afraid I don’t recognize people as well as my boss. What’s up?”

"Oh. Pssh," the fish flicks a wrist at Lucian, dismissing the disappointed claim. "Nah, don't worry about that, I don't think I'm uh— that interesting of a subject to be known by people. Let alone by your boss—"

She murmurs that last part with a raised eyebrow, but she shakes her head after.

"Anyway, I just wanted to chat a bit. You seemed like a cool guy."

Lucian seemed slightly surprised by that, giving the crowd around them a glance before making a gesture for Sci to continue. He supposed he could spare a few minutes, it wasn’t like much was happening right now.

“Thanks and sure.” He shrugged. “I’m guessing you have a few questions? Not sure I can answer them, but I will try my best.”

The fish smiles up at him with small delight, "thanks, 'ppreciate that."

Sci hums as she goes through the questions in her head. Definitely not a studio layout with secret parts included right off the bat.

"Mm, what's it like working here? Any fun?"

Almost immediately his sign head blanked out as he stopped it from accidentally displaying any of his actual thoughts. Happened a few times before and it wasn’t fun.

“Ah- the work? Well, I suppose it’s fine…” he replied, rubbing his neck as he tried to come up with something that sounded like he was somewhat enjoying his current occupation. “Sometimes it gets tough, security and all that, ya know? But the thrill of figuring out these difficult situations makes it fun again. Trust me though, the other departments? Way more enjoyable. Well, aside from the janitors I guess…”

The fish snickers lightly, "so I've heard..."

She shoves her hands in her pockets, casually leaning back as she continues to chat.

"And I hear ya, I'm— actually on the line of security too…! Tough job but I guess it's given to the toughest for a reason."

Lucian slightly perked up at that, his interest rising.

“Ya don’t say? What line exactly if I could ask?”

At her indirect compliment he simply huffed amused. Yeah, sure. RTV gave him this job because he wasn’t shy of hurting people, alright. Not exactly because he was careful.

"Personal bodyguard," Sci answers with a close-eyed smile, faltering almost immediately as she looks to the side with a bit of a grimace, "though— for the most stubborn person ever that doesn't know when not to get into fights..."

He couldn’t help but chuckle at that, making a vague gesture over to RTV.

“Feel ya there, sister. I also have to play that role sometimes when a certain someone decided to make public appearances. When your boss has a sharp tongue it never gets boring at least.”

Sci groans out loud and rolls her eyes, smiling with annoyance and also relief at the shared sentiment.

"Ugh! Tell me about it! It's like they have a knack for pissing off the people that CAN actually kill them! Talk about poking the belly of the beast."

”Yeah, sometimes you think they do it on purpose…”

He muttered, though the previous amusement had slipped from his voice as the word ‘kill’ came up. “‘suppose they just love hiding behind us. The strong muscle.”

"Mh-hm..."

Sci hums before she stays silent for a moment again, turning her gaze back to the front as she hears it’s time to participate in another group vote.

“Oh, and don’t think about SNATCHING something that belongs to the studio, as great as some of the artist tools and merch look. Camera sees ALL and that jazz.~”

Her eyes discreetly glance at said cameras, taking a quick look at them before diverting her gaze back to normal again. A bit of a twitch on her eyebrows as the vote begins once more.

She crosses her arms and glances off to the side, a hesitant look on her face as she begins talking to Lucian again.

"... Sometimes it's the dirty work that gets me, y'know? I can fight, sure, but what he asks of me..."

The fish frowns, fins falling slightly as she mutters.

"Can't exactly say 'no', though…”

Lucian listened for a second to what RTV was rambling before his attention was turned back to Sci. Ah, hilarious. Someone who was in the same situation as him? A funny coincidence…

“So your boss got ya on the hook too? Tough luck,” he sighed, stuffing his hands in his pockets. “I would love to tell you that you shouldn’t blame yourself, but well, a bit of humility never hurt anyone, right? Second you try to justify, you may have crossed the line completely.”

There was a sound akin to someone exhaling, before his voice slightly lowered.

“Patience is a virtue. You never know when your chance comes, so don’t give up.”

And there it is...

'Dirty work'.

Sci hums at his advice, her smile now completely fallen as she gets a more serious maybe even a bit saddened look. It was good advice... She appreciated it from someone she could relate to. But nevertheless, she got what she needed. Unfortunately.

The fish lightly scoffs, tone lowering as she gives a side eye to the object head.

"Hope you haven't given up yourself then."

She turns her body to Lucian, looking up at him with caution as she tries to turn her head away from the crowd’s eye. "I don't wanna get you in trouble... Ocean Gods know that's the last thing I wanna do to someone in the same situation as me. But your boss and mine aren't the best of buddies and I'd appreciate a little bit of help."

Sci shrugs, "you help us, you get that chance to bring down RTV."

”Never…”

He hummed. Last thing he was going to do was give the TV the satisfaction of breaking him.

The object head didn’t show a reaction at Sci’s offer, having kind of seen it coming. Someone trying to bond with him, with the same experiences, it seemed a little too perfect. Well, he couldn’t really bring up the energy to feel hurt.

“First of all I suggest you never mention all that again. It’s your one way ticket to disappearing..”, he replied, his tone a bit colder now. “I doubt you can achieve your goal, but who am I to not help out a participant?”

He now turned his back, shielding Sci and himself from the view of the camera. The same camera he now pointed at.

“I can’t move or the boss will come to drag me back personally. What I can do though is keep the eyes off you for a small time frame. Not forever though, the thing that’s watching ain’t stupid.”

The Siren gives him a sheepish smile, "had to get you in somehow. But fine,” she nods. "I can work with that. Thanks. I'll probably signal when we need it."

”Mh-hm.”

He just turns back again, ready to walk off now.

“Just warning you. When you get caught I ain’t bailing you out.”

"Naturally..." The fish sighs quietly, about to take a step away only to turn back with a final thing to say, looking up at Lucian with a guilty and hopeful look.

"Ah... Good talk... I really hope we can have more in the future. Preferably when we're not busy..."

... She really wanted that. Not be burdened with their jobs or plans, with the chains around their ankles from their TV headed superiors. Make an actual acquaintance for once. He seemed cool, after all…

“Maybe. We will see how it goes”, he muttered, before stepping away. He didn’t really have much hope for this to work out.

Sci’s face falls once Lucian steps away, fins laying flat as she gets lost in her emotions for a second or two. But once she snaps back to reality and remembers what she’s supposed to do, she lightly shakes her head, her eyebrows furrowing back to focus mode as she scans the crowd for her… boss.

She steps up next to Scripted once more, arms crossed as Sci looks off to the horizon, not even looking at the bot as she mutters her small success.

“No need for bargain… But we got it.”

The Director hums quietly, a small sly smile tugging at his lips. “Makes it easier for us then, good.” He glances over at the Siren, his smirk falling when she turns her head away from him. The bot silently scoffs, looking forward again and away from Sci too, unbothered to deal with her sentimentality.

[nia1sworld]

RTV AU: The Film Department (RTV Nia's Point of view) @rtv-puzzlevision-studios

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When I vote for The Film Department, have I never in my life wishing to go to a Film Department!!! So I vote for it!

'ALRIGHT THE VOTES ARE IN! WE'RE GOING TO THE FILM DEPARTMENT!!!" He yelled so loud, CHRIST! So anyways...we're going to the FILM DEPARTMENT!!!

'The Film Department makes the CORE of the Headquarters, after all Puzzlevison’s main thing is to create MOVIES and SHOWS for everyone' Everyone was further away from the stairs, and this one is just.....I have no words.

'I could of course show you all the different studios we have, but I think you may be interested in a PARTICULAR part of said department.' Before he can continue RTV stepped aside and now....Swag and Chris are leading?

I was nervous talking to Lucian..but I don't mind. I turn and see a lot of people walking down the stairs, until I look at a blond ponytailed girl..in agony. (@leirom71000), I wanted to talk to her so I did walk up but...she have no words to say.

I backed up until I bumped at a man with a smiling grin saying in a sinister tone 'Be careful little kitty demon' (@michaelscorneroftheinternet). I got off of him, and replied 'Thank you, I turned around and in front of me is a girl with Hypno eyes, Red & Black stripes on the horns smiling at me she told me her name is Grinnames (@grinnames) and I told her mine's. And she point's at Michael and introduced him.

Since I don't have a plushie, I don't mind! Until a tapped on a shoulder was...yep her, my friend

'Hello Nia!!!' I smiled at glee at my friend which is a girl with Pink Hearted cheeks and pink and brown hair with ears. It's Rekki (@untitled14360), She noticed have friends, I blushed in embarrassment.

Meanwhile:

When we arrived at the Film Department

'Hello, bonjour, assalamu alaikum, hallo' I shake Animsay, but that's when Me, Asper (@purpdrawsthings) & Vex (@vextheallay). 'This is going well' I said to myself....but..

“MOVING ON- if you would start following me again.”, And now he's taking the lead again okay, 'OH GOD MY EARS! Jesus chill down'.

Animsay interacted with some employees and after that we all said bye. We walked to the long hallway, and I noted a designed door

"I’m sure you’ve GUESSED by now where we are heading" RTV Puzzles said. 'Oh no...no..' 'I thought to myself, I'm not prepared for this no way!

"The SMG4, now SMG3 castle has gotten a bit of a rework to fit more to it’s NEW crew" He said. When the group joined with some steps, we see outside is a...large HUGE courtyard. Grass and planted trees around the edges, Some benches left and right. 'Woah, I'm super jelly right now' I thought to myself.

"This area is often used by employees during BREAKS by the way. It can be accessed from ALL building blocks. Building Block C contains the studios of the Film Department" continued RTV Puzzles 'I think I need a break after this' I thought

We arrived at the front of SMG3's castle my heart thumped fast (Yes my Sona has demon wings) as Chris and Swag Open for us, and everything changed in here...instead of blue its..purple.

“WELCOME TO THE SMG3 CASTLE!”, RTV announced, yep.......this is it. But when I'm looking at it...it looks wonderful.

I and everyone turned and heard the doors closed until we turned again and then...their they are..the SMG3 gang..I have no words to say..

“Hey! I’m SMG3, but I’m pretty sure ya know that already. I’m the head of the Film Department and also the leader of the SMG3 gang. Me, Tari, Meggy and Boopkins welcome you to our crib- I mean base of operations!”

I wanted to say hi so I say to everyone so I waved, open my mouth and said 'Hi-' My wings popped out, I...kinda freaked out.

3 seconds later:

“The film department is responsible for creating all the shows and movies that you know from Puzzlevision.”, Meggy now continued. “Of course, we don’t make alone at headquarters, some of our other locations also have their own studios, but all the movies and shows containing our cre- gang, specifically, are made here in the headquarters.” Meggy said. 'Cre-gang?' I thought to myself

1 Minute later:

“So yeah, if you have any questions, don’t be afraid to ask them! Other than that feel free to explore the castle! I know a lot of fans always want to see it, so go ahead.” Meggy said

'“You can go anywhere except for the room upstairs.”, SMG3 now butted in, stuffing hands into the pockets of his overalls. “It's, uh, not cleaned up.”'

'QUESTIONS?! BUT I DON'T HAVE ANY QUESTIONS TO GIVE ANY-'

'Oh-oh! Can I play some animes on the TV in the guest room, pleeeease?' I turned and looked at Fishy Boopkins,

RTV said with a disgusted expression “...sure. Whoever wants to watch an ANIME, though I doubt we even have the time-”

I wanted to go and watch anime and yes it was at the guest room, I walked to the guest room and I cracked the door and then

"Oh hello, are you coming to watch anime?" Fishy said, I was smiling and nodded yes!!!

When I finished watching all the anime shows RTV Puzzles call us down, I waved bye to Fishy. 'Such a cute fish' I thought to myself.

“ALRIGHT, NEXT VOTE STARTS NOW!”, he announced, his loud voice and not gonna lie...my ears...100% hurt.

So, I'm starting voting and I'm voting for... The Social Media Department

IT TOOK ME FOREVER TO MAKE THIS SO IF ANYONE HAS BEEN TAGGED...FORGIVE ME %100

[rtv-puzzlevision-studios]

☆ THE RTV!PUZZLEVISION TOUR [Part 1]

Participants actions:

NickNack

Grinnames

Marie

Lily

Loyboo

Nira

Becky

Lari

Messy

Nia

Luka

Creature

Aspen

Crystal

The Scammer

Orion

Raya

Harley

Vex

Bunnybot, Sci, Director

I tried my best to reference as much characters as possible, but couldn’t include all due to it a) sounding to cluttered and b) me already reaching 5+ pages of writing. If your character wasn’t referenced this time, there will be a higher chance I will in the next. If you interact with any of my characters, I will absolutely reference them ofc lol

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While they waited for the voting to be concluded, Lucian took the chance to assign roles to his fellow security team.

“Alright guys. Let’s keep an eye from all sides.”, he turned to Chris and Swag, gesturing to the side. “Chris, you go on the right side, Swag on the left, I keep an eye on the back.”

“Roger that, captain.”, Chris replied, earning a snicker from Swag.

“What?”

“So professional…~”, Swag teased, but quickled yelped when he was slapped on his neck.

“Oh, shut it! At least I try!”, Chris growled, before grabbing his partner along by the ear to their assigned positions.

Lucian watched the whole interaction with a loud sigh.

This was going to be a loooong day.

For a second he could see someone staring at him and he briefly turned his head to see a group of three standing a bit further away in the crowd, looking over at him.

One of them had a shocking resemblance to a member of the Administration Department, but Lucian knew that Bunnybot wasn’t on shift. 

Meaning this was a doppelganger.

Trippy as hell.

The other person at the side, the one with  fish features, wasn’t one he recognized, but they looked much more relaxed about this whole event than the man in the middle.

The soul-piercing stare Lucian was thrown from behind the glasses first reminded him of his good old boss.

What did he ever do to that guy?

…now that he considered it, how high were the chances that someone related to his past victims came here?

The object head was so focused on the studio security that he didn’t consider his own.

Ah well, Wr3n probably took care of it.

Probably…?

Well, since he was already assigning stuff…

Turning around, he scanned the area, until he found the member of the medical department standing at the side.

One person as medical aid was a tad little, but then again, they weren’t exactly counting on a stampede.

Still, Lucian was expecting at least one person to fall victim to the stairs today.

No need to reassign her though, she was quite good where she stood already.

Giving her a slight wave, his head spelling a small [Hey.], he then walked over to Nicknack who was still standing on the side.

Was she on his troublemaker list?

Maybe.

Was that the reason he joined her right now?

Not really, he just felt better standing to someone who was just as enthusiastic as him over the event.

“Tell me you want a coffee and I will get Karen to bring you one.”, he offered, putting his hand on his belt as he kept observing the crowd. “Then again, you may need something that calms your nerves, because he’s gonna yap a lot today.”

His head briefly showcased an arrow pointing into RTV’s direction, before switching back to text.

“Ya ya! The Art Department!! Oooooo!! That's where basically all my questions lie~!!! I can't wait to see Stars inspiration, own art works, who works there and what they do-!”

His attention was briefly diverted over to the white haired creature with sketchbook in hand who he had previously tried to gently push forward close towards the group with the result of his hand phasing right through.

A minor problem in case they ever decided to become problematic though he highly doubted it.

Looking at the way they shrunk as they realized how loud they had spoken out, they were even too shy to even step somewhat out of line.

A ping from his phone.

Wr3n.

Boss doesn’t like this one.

Huh, he wondered why.

Well, Lucian didn’t care if RTV liked someone or not.

In fact he knew that the guy had problems with several people in this group or rather the ones they were sent by.

He wasn’t about to let that cloud his judgement.

If he was already forced to do this job then he would only do it when he’s actually required to.

So far people were behaving quite well.

He could see people watch either in interes or make their way through the crowd.

Nothing unusual happening.

Ping!

Got one looking at the cameras and exits.

Lucian looked to the side where the cameras were located, spotting a woman with a cap taking a peek at the cameras and then the nearest doors.

Suspicious, but maybe they are wondering about the amount of security?

Possible :P I just report what I see, partner!

Swag and Chris meanwhile had parted ways, taking their position on either side of the crowd.

Swag was standing next to the wall that showcased the Puzzlevision movies, while Chris observed the people from the side entrance on the opposite side near the staircase.

“No touching.”, Swag warned one of the people near the movie posters who he had heard muttering something. They wore a cap with the Puzzlevision logo on it, their hair tied into a ponytail.

“Nice as it looks to have at home, those are the first copies of these movie posters. If you steal those, the boss is gonna hunt you down personally.”, he joked, before giving the posters a slightly envious look behind his sunglasses. “Damn, I wish I had them though…”

He sighed, leaning back on the wall, before his gaze wandered over the rest of the crowd.

There was that girl again he nearly kicked out before and now that he looked closer she had a shocking resemblance to a certain other pain in his side called Harley.

Sure, the boss had been yapping before the event about something that included ignoring doppelgangers, Swag didn’t really listen.

Maybe he should have because why the hell did that brat have a twin and he never knew?!

He would properly question Harley on this the next time they met.

Lucky brat was off-shift today.

His partner meanwhile watched him from the corner of his one eye, before focusing back on his assignment.

Sometimes Swag gave Chris grey hair.

Honestly, it's a wonder they managed to stick together for so long.

He sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose.

Please, let Swag be on good behavior for once or the boss may actually kick his butt into the sun.

Moving aside he let a monochrome colored person with a small tophat pass by.

His eye narrowed for a second at the eerie smile on their face, making a small note to keep an eye on them.

Then again, they weren’t the only crazy looking person here.

There was a cat-like purple creature with one eye for example that seemed to be currently exploring the lobby.

Then there was that maniacal looking girl with those weird red ribbons that seemed to have their own will.

Chris could have sworn she had heard her chuckle and talk to herself. Some damn weird fans.

For someone usually so picky the boss sure had picked a special bunch for this whole thing.

Looking up, Chris gave the TV head a quick glance.

Yep, still smiling.

When starting to work here, he had quickly discovered that smiling was Mr. Puzzle’s standard expression, but also did not represent his true mood at all.

It was a facade, one like every star had.

Love your fans all you want, but a peek inside the mind of the idol was a privilege only reserved for those truly close.

None of which were here.

RTV’s fingers tapped against the railing as he looked at the view from his high standpoint.

Voting time was over.

“THANK YOU ALL FOR VOTING!”, he now spoke up again, snapping his fingers so the result showed up on the big screen behind him on the wall. “LOOKS LIKE WE WILL GO TO THE ART DEPARTMENT FIRST!”

A decision he was just fine with actually.

Out of all departments, this one was the most manageable.

“IF YOU WOULD FOLLOW ME, PLEASE!”, he meant, now ascending the rest of the stairs. 

The Art Department was located on the second floor in the next building block, so RTV waited next to the staircase until everyone had managed to get up the stairs.

Should he warn them about the crooked steps?

…nah, they would be smart enough to avoid those.

“This is kinda empty for an art department, don’t ya think?”

The TV host’s head snapped into the direction of the comment, zeroing on an individual with glasses and a missing arm out of which cables still hung out.

Gee, that looked even worse than Tari’s and that whole Clench incident was a disaster already.

“Hold your horses.”, he now replied dryly, looking at his gloves in mild interest. “THIS is just the way to the department. Trust me, it’s the opposite from empty.”

Looking down he saw Lucian rounding up the last people, among them a cat-eared girl with black hair, another TV head with purple-white teeth and some mix of a robot and a fox-like creature who seemed to be searching for something.

“My dear leader, what shall we call you? Some, yes, are outsiders, but to keep manners in check, what shall we call you?”

This time the question came from another black haired woman with blue eyes.

She looked…rough.

RTV sighed internally.

Please don’t let her be sick, the last thing he needed was catching something.

“Well, for starters not THAT.”, he meant, slightly cringing at the title she gave him.

It made him sound like a dictator and he would rather not have people picking that up.

“Mr. Puzzles is just fine or if you have to…RTV.”, he begrudgingly allowed.

Almost everyone here was aware anyway and those who weren’t wouldn’t get the meaning behind that name.

“Mr. Puzzles is preferred though.”

Seeing that now everyone was up on the second floor, he raised his voice again.

“ALRIGHT! LET’S CONTINUE, SHALL WE?”

Moving on, he now led the group down the hallway past an elevator and a few offices to the second building block of the Studio.

“Block B includes the Social Media Department which is on the ground floor right BELOW the Art Department.”, RTV meanwhile explained, opening the door that connected both building blocks for the visitors. “A decision made as both departments often work CLOSELY together.”

Gesturing for them to move through, he then left the door open before stepping to the end of the hallway where a door now opened and another object head slipped through.

This one however was missing legs and instead floated over the ground, her head being a color picker that switched from color to color, her fingertips matching the current selected one.

“Oh, you’re already here!”, she exclaimed, excitement in her words as she stopped next to RTV. “Oh sh-should I introduce myself?”

RTV made a side gesture to her.

“Colores, head of our Art department and funny enough the younger SISTER of Lucian over there.”

He watched with slight satisfaction how Lucian tensed, before giving a small wave in Colores’ direction, shoulders slumping as Colores made no effort to return the gesture.

Awkward.

As far as he knew Lucian had decided to convince his sister into not taking part in the tour, a very poor decision as RTV and he both knew that his sister followed his orders blindly and wouldn’t let such an opportunity slide.

So now she was giving him the cold shoulder again.

Sibling drama, yada, yada.

“Well, as Mr. Puzzles has already told you, I’m in charge of this department. Ah- you know what? Just come into one of the studios!”

She waved them into the room behind her.

It was a big studio with several rows of seats each with their own pin boards and computer setups.

The walls and pin boards were plastered with sketches, motivational posters and design ideas.

“The Art Department is responsible for all the designs you see around the studio from merchandise to websites although the latter with the help of the Social Media Department! In general we always work closely together with other departments. For example also with the Film Department when it comes to ads!”, Colores now continued, raising a finger. “Among other things we also take care of the fanmail.”

RTV, who had been busy staring out a window, snapped around at that.

She chuckled, tugging on her collar.

“A lotta interesting things we’ve seen and read, I tell you. Some fans out there really can’t help but go the extra mile. In a good and sometimes also a weird sense.”

There was a clear grin in her voice, as she now turned to RTV again.

“Hah! Reminds me of that one time when a fan managed to slip through security somehow-”

“Ah, the one that proposed?”, Swag now jumped in much to RTV’s dismay, mockery clear in his voice. “Oh yeah, I remember that incident quite well. Had the ring and everything.”

RTV let out a forced chuckle at that, fiddling with his bowtie at the memory.

Not exactly a moment he wanted to remember.

“Not really sure what they tried to ACHIEVE…”, he muttered. “Except a one-word reply that was not “Yes.””

He quickly cleared his throat, turning back to the tour guests.

“Security was raised after THAT incident, mind you.”

“It sure as hell didn’t stop people from sending fan mail though.”, Colores went on, not noticing the strain to RTV’s smile as she started pulling a few boxes from under the table.

He should have put a purge order on those, goddamn it.

“These are filled with mail from Valentine’s day.”, she explained chipperly, knocking against the boxes. “We still have to go through the majority of them, but you won’t believe how much of those are fanfic-”

“AAAAAANYWAY-”, RTV interrupted loudly, now moving in front of Colored before she got the great idea of showing some of those letters off. “How about we MOVE ON, hm?~”

His smile had started filling up half of his screen again, a clear edge to it now.

Someone set her up to this, he just knew it.

RTV threw a suspicious glance over to Lucian whose head immediately displayed [Not me!].

Tsk, sure.

“Ah, of course! My bad, I got sidetracked…”, Colores meanwhile answered sheepishly, before moving on to a second table where stacks of plushies were piled up. “Well, I mentioned before that our department is responsible for the merch designs, so I thought: Hey, why not give something to you guys?”

With a swift motion, she picked up seven plushies, holding the seventh with her tail.

“Let’s see…we have plushies of all the cast members and Mr. Puzzles, of course! So that would be SMG3, Tari, Meggy, Boopkins, Saiko and Bob. I fear we have no Mario plushies as it would have been disrespectful given his…state.”

RTV held himself back from holding his eyes.

Colores had a talent of making things awkward, but since they were on the topic…

“If you want the Saiko and Bob plushies, I suggest you go for it, as they are now limited given that they are no longer part of the crew.”, he voiced, picking up two of them and throwing them towards  random participants.

In this case a girl with thick dark brown and messy hair and a shy looking girl with white and reddish hair.

He gestured to the table.

“So PLEASE, take one of your liking. Max is two.”

Folding his hands behind his back, he stepped to the side to make way.

Colores meanwhile stuffed the plushies as well in some random participant’s hands, before clasping her hands together while the people stepped past them.

“I practiced my speech a dozen times and still somehow messed up.”, she sighed. “I’m sorry if I made you uncomfortable with the whole fanmail thing.”

The TV scoffed at that.

“No apologies NEEDED, since I know you weren’t the one with the idea.”

He pointed at the three security team members.

“Who do I need to SCOLD…?”

Colores laughed at that, tapping the tips of her wooden fingers together.

“None of them, actually. Animsay thought it would be funny. You know, before her vacation.”

She looked up now, scanning the room.

“That reminds me, wasn’t she supposed to get back today?”

“Mh-hm.”, RTV simply replied, hiding the annoyance behind his smile. “She was…”

He was seriously reconsidering it right now.

“Boss?”, Chris now jumped in, pointing back at the crowd. “I think they’re settled again.”

Fine, he would deal with this later.

“Well, then…”, RTV meant, turning back to the crowd again now, voice slightly raised. “Since last time worked so well, how about I let you choose the next department AGAIN? Oh, and don’t think about SNATCHING something that belongs to the studio, as great as some of the artist tools and merch look.”

His screen focused on a particular blonde haired woman he had seen a tad too interested in the studio’s environment, as he pointed up to the ceiling corners.

“Camera sees ALL and that jazz.~”

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[4thwallbreakerdraws2]

cutely plops them here (Anyone can meet her, I don’t judge! ^^)

[the-masked-astro]

Color coded pt 2

RTV au belongs to @4thwallbreakerdraws2

WARNING: this story has mentions of violence and death, and general unsettling themes.

RTV walked along the halls of the abandoned facility, if it could be even called a facility. More like some trashy back water building someone turned into a personal lab. But he was not here to judge the state of this wretched place, oh no, he had business to attend to. On normal circumstances he would send someone like Swag or Chris to snoop for him, but after that little stunt the RAT pulled security was to remain on high alert on the premises at all times, which means it was up to him to get his hands dirty for once, but of course he wasn't completely alone.

He found himself in front of a large secure door, locked behind a digital pin pad. He held up his phone, holding it near the pin pad.

"Wr3n, you think YOU could take of this?" RTV said, not really asking, more telling Wr3n.

"Of course." Wr3n responded. A moment of silence, and then a click. The door was open. RTVs smirk only grew as he reached out to open the door.

"Right then Mask... let's see what YOU'RE hiding in this-" He paused as the door opened. What was this? "Wr3n... this is the correct address CORRECT? The one all of Masks paychecks are being sent too? The place I was PROMISED to find their secrets?" RTV asked, increasingly getting annoyed.

"Uh... yeah, why do you-?" Wr3n started before he was cut off.

"THEN WHY IS THERE NOTING HERE??" RTV shouted. The room was small, all that was left was a few knocked over shelves, and a shallow hole in the center. As if someone had ripped up the concrete floor, showing the dirt ground beneath.

"We've come ALL THIS WAY, and there's NOTHING-" RTV began to yell before he glanced at the corner of the room. A camera, pointed right at them.

Bingo.

Rtv regained his composure, straightening his clothes with a chuckle.

"Perhaps this WASN'T a waste after all." RTV said as he held out his phone once more. Wr3n, be a dear and show me what those CAMERAS are hiding from us now hmm?" He asked, rather calmly for someone who about threw a tantrum a few moments ago.

"On it boss." Wr3n replied. RTV watched as the cameras light blinked a bit, going from red to turquoise, signaling Wr3n was in. RTV waited for a moment... then another moment... and then even longer.... what was taking Wr3n so long?

"Wr3n? Are you still in there? WHAT is the hold up?" RTVs voice was laced with an impatient tone as he tapped his foot. It took a few more seconds for Wr3n to respond.

"Sorry boss... I uh... found something." Wr3n sounded hesitant, which baffled RTV. Did he sound... nervous?

"What did you find Wr3n, come on, I dont have ALL day." RTV rolled his eyes, and Wr3n only paused longer.

"Of course sir." Wr3n responded. RTVs phone buzzed before a video feed appeared. It was of the room, but it was full of shelves with countless vials, jars and Boxes. Each had a label, but the feed made it difficult to read any of them. Nothing changed in the feed, nothing moved or stirred, it was stagnate. Then, RTV noticed a small shake, then it got violent as the jars and vials clattered. There was a loud crack, and a mechanical hum... wait, had he heard this before? He watched as what looked like a rip in the fabric of reality itself opened under the shelves and under the floor, sucking everything in the room into the maw of the rip. It only lasted for a minute, before it was gone. A hole In the floor where it once was.

RTV blinked, trying to register what had happened. He remembered the storm that day, remembered the noise, not realizing at the time it was more then just a strange weather phenomenon. He looked back the hole, taking a few steps forward. He realized he could feel it. A strange energy, like a residue hung in the air around the hole, like a flammable gas just waiting for a spark... a spark... he wondered-

"Boss?" Wr3n snapped RTV out of his thoughts.

"Right right, sorry about that, anything else you found while DIGGING around?" RTV asked, and again, Wr3n seemed to hesitate.

"I think I know why Mask acts so strange." Wr3n confessed, it seemed so out of left field that it caught RTV off guard.

"Elaborate." RTV stated firmly. As he did so, another camera feed started playing, this one dated several months prior, right around the time they noticed Mask showing up at the studio.

There they were. Mask, only this time, without the mask. He blinked, they looked so... normal? He wasn't sure what he was expecting but certainly not this. Mask had their back turned to the camera, before a loud crash was heard off camera. Mask spun around, looking at something the Camera didn't see.

"Who are-"

BANG

RTV whinced and look away for a moment. The video feed was paused.

"Boss are you-"

"Play the rest of the feed." RTV said coldly, a harsh look on his face as he looked back at his phone. Wr3n obliged.

The feed continued. He watched as Masks now lifeless body slumped backwards, knocking over over a vial, it hit the floor along side them, a thug followed by the shatter of glass.

"Shit- fuck shit SHIT-" He saw the assailant, he ran up towards Mask body before stopping, the gun still in his hand, he only looked for a moment before running off camera. The feed changed to a different cameras perspective to right outside of the door of the room they were in now. He could see his face clearly, a man, no older then 30, he watched as he desperately fumbled with the security pad, typing in numbers desperately.

"Come on come on- DAMNIT!" He shouted. He looked at his gun before tossing it down the hall, mumbling more curses as he ran out of the cameras view once more, then out of the building. The camera feed went back to the lab area, Masks lifeless body still on display.

"I've seen enough-" RTV started, but it was Wr3n who cut him off.

"No you haven't. Keep watching." RTV was surprised, Wr3n had never been so insistent, especially not to him. But RTV watched on.

There was silence, nothing moved, for a moment, it was a cruel and unsettling silence. Then he saw it, a flicker of moment. Something came out of the vial. It moved in a strange and unsettling way, like a slug as it inched closer to Mask. It made its way onto their face, and RTV whinced again, but continued to watched as it buried itself into the wound on Masks head. The sight was enough to almost make him gag, he had to look away, but when he did, he heard a gasp come from his phone. He turned and looked, Mask was sitting up now, alive, eyes wide, blood shot and gasping for air.

He watched as their hands covered their head, as they fell to their side, they started dry heaving and coughing, but the video stopped there.

"You... dont want to see the rest...." Wr3n mumbled. It was clear that even he, an Ai, was unsettled by the feed. RTV stood there for a moment, taking in the information he had just received, before he finally spoke.

"That's man... you can track HIM down... yes?" RTV asked, Wr3n paused but soon spoke.

"I can"

"Good... see that hes brought to me... ALIVE." He muttered as he made his way out of the room, and out of the lab.

"May I ask... what you have in mind?" Wr3n asked, and RTV had a smile on his face, a smile that clearly showed he had something going on in that head of his.

"Oh... I think I just found a means to make sure our little friend Mask becomes a VERY loyal employee." He muttered with a slight chuckle as he put his phone in his pocket. "Yes... very loyal indeed..."

[4thwallbreakerdraws2]

10/10.

Meeting the staff

Off to a great start

RTV AU by @4thwallbreakerdraws2

[lari-the-dragon]

RTV Tour: Ahead to the Art Department!

Good luck reading all of that.

Ļ̶͉̖̦̜̘̈̆̌̊́͝ą̵̱͎̯̳̊r̶̙̒͒̌́́͆i̸̜͕̜͕̋̔?̴̡̛͓̺͚͓̹̫́̊̄̏̈̾ quickly grabbed her hair and started smoothing it down with her hands, trying to control it while letting out a small sigh and looking at the woman in front of her. The eyes of her mask were still closed. "Okay, calm down...Let’s solve this "normally." " she mentally said, preparing herself for her first interaction with someone from this tour.

She then released her hair and returned to a more formal stance, lightly cleaning her throat and placing both hands behind her back. Beginning to speak in a more casual voice, trying to sound as calm as possible.

"Hey, uhh- I'm really sorry for not hearing you...If you had talked to me, I mean-"

She glanced to the side timidly, trying to hide her embarrassed face...Though she didn’t really needed to try, given the enormous mask that was covering her face right now-

The woman with the hair tied up blinked a few times and stared directly at her mask, seemingly trying to understand how she could see with that thing on her face. Anyway, she responded by giving her a nervous smile, while slowly resting one hand on her hip and raising the other in front of herself and reassuringly waving it.

"Oh, don’t worry! I hadn’t said anything, I just thought I had broken you for a moment haha-"

She chuckled nervously, and Ļ̶͉̖̦̜̘̈̆̌̊́͝ą̵̱͎̯̳̊r̶̙̒͒̌́́͆i̸̜͕̜͕̋̔?̴̡̛͓̺͚͓̹̫́̊̄̏̈̾ giggled back, matching her nervousness...She then slowly looked back at her, slightly moving one of her hands from behind her back and extending it toward her as one of the low eyes of her mask opened, revealing a calm gaze. The glowing white pupil softly shimmered in the black eyehole, which looked pitch black inside- as if she didn’t even had a face behind that thing.

"Well, I’m sorry for that anyway...Uh- You can call me..." She thought for a moment. "...Lari…And you are?"

'Lari' tilted her head to the side, still keeping her hand extended. The girl then quickly clasped her hand over hers and started shaking it up and down.

"Call me Pine! And don’t worry about it, I’m just happy I didn’t accidentally killed someone."

The calm gaze of the mask eye quickly turned to one of happiness before she closed it and hesitantly released Pine's hand, placing her own hand behind her back again. They both stared at each other for a moment, an awkward silence falling between them...Oh no! She’s going to make things weird! Quick, leave while the interaction is still pleasant!

"Well! I hope to see you again around here Pine. Now I’m gonna…You know- uhh- WELL, TAKE CARE! "

And with that, she gave a quick wave and disappeared from her sight...Teleportation...The trick she liked to use the most in situations like this.

Reappearing again, she seemed to be a bit far yet still close to the crowd. She then carefully started looking around, recognizing a few people from her brief stalking RESEARCH she had done about those joining the Tour, just to see if they were potential threats to her for any reason or not. But unfortunately, her mind had gone blank, and she had forgotten more than half of the people she had seen or researched. Obviously, she didn’t personally know anyone here, she was just aware of who some were, but not on a personal level, as she was too shy to interact with others...Well, at least she interacted with someone today, right? That’s already a win.

Looking to the side, she saw some people with masks, oh! So there were more people with masks here! How wonderful! She wasn’t the only one! She also seemed to notice that one of them resembled a certain Italian plumber...Maybe it was just her imagination.

...Nah, probably not, by now, she should expect anything.

Now looking to another direction, she saw someone near the posters who wasn’t her now-acquaintance Pine. They had white hair with a reddish tone at the end, a mask over their mouth, and round glasses...Hmm...They were familiar. She was almost certain she had seen them during her little stalking RESEARCH! I MEANT RESEARCH!

Anyway...Continuing, she saw three people close to each other, a group of friends perhaps? They seemed to be greeting the security guards, at least two of them in this case. She opened one of the upper eyes of her mask, revealing a white pupil that sent a cautious gaze toward them- it was good that they had their backs turned right now. So she slowly narrowed it, almost as if zooming in on them, ah, now she could see better.

She recognized at least two of them...The Robot bunny...No...Bot bunny- OH RIGHT! Bunny bot! She knew this person was a Mr. Puzzles fanatic...As if no one here was, hahah...She seemed quite excited, unlike the person in the middle who faced Lucian with a cold, calculating gaze… Hmm...He was familiar in some way...Dang, why was her memory so bad at remembering things?

And next to him was someone with sparkly fins and- Wait...No…NO WAY-

"IS THAT THE LEVIATHAN?!?!? " She gasped inside her head, almost breaking her neck in their direction only to quickly shut her mask eye again and look rapidly in the opposite direction, trying to act casual.

Lari remembered seeing what she was capable of on the monitors of her dimension, she was probably someone who could easily beat her up if necessary. "Calm down, relaxxxx- " She slowly started walking to another direction away from them. There was no need to worry, their business is not her business...But she would keep an eye on them just to see what they were probably up to, if anything, who knows? She just knew that if it involved RTV getting a good beating or revelation, she would definitely want to watch and cheer silently in the corner...Even if she needed to be invisible in the process.

“THANK YOU ALL FOR VOTING!”

She jumped in fright at his sudden voice again. "DARN YOU, MAN! " She cursed him in her mind, obviously, damn, why did he have to be so loud?

He then snapped his fingers, and suddenly a large screen appeared behind him showing the results of the votes.

“LOOKS LIKE WE WILL GO TO THE ART DEPARTMENT FIRST!”

"Oh nice."

She said softly, seeming quite content with the result, after all, she wanted to see what the art section was like here.

“IF YOU WOULD FOLLOW ME, PLEASE!”

He said, ascending the stairs of doom...Wait...Did he really want us to go up those fucking ass stairs? She looked up at him from the first floor and had to resist the urge to say that he let this staircase project be completed on purpose just to see people fall off that thing.

But then, in the corner of her eye, she saw a small dragon flying to the second floor...That dragon was estrangely familiar-...Oh yes...A Terrible Terror, she knew exactly who was behind this and just chuckled quietly as her eyes behind the mask followed the little lizard perching itself on the railing of the second floor.

"Smart move…Now my turn..." She giggled mentally while slightly raising one of her hands close to her face and snapping her fingers, appearing on one of the last steps of the stairs of discord, it seemed that she have startled someone behind her, a girl with long tied-up hair and, well, one arm less. Lari quickly glanced at RTV, who seemed to have his focus on the little dragon, and formally walked past him, almost as if saying that the stairs were easy-peasy to climb. "Thanks for the distraction, fellow HTTYD fan." she thought amusedly as she seemed to sense him giving her a slight look from behind and then back toward the stairs…Did he notice her teleporting?

She heard someone saying something to RTV regarding what to call him...Wait, didn’t everyone here called him by RTV?

“Mr.Puzzles is just fine or if you have to…RTV.”

…Uh huh…

"Mr. Puzzles is preferred, though."

"Okay, RTV it is, got it." she mentally said, giving a faint smug smile behind her mask.

“ALRIGHT! LET’S CONTINUE, SHALL WE?”

"My ears, you little-" She almost finished the sentence in her mind while narrowing her mask eyes irritably when he spoke again…Regardless, when he started walking, she followed, as she didn’t know this place and wasn’t in the mood to get lost and be scolded later-

“Block B includes the Social Media Department which is on the ground floor right BELOW the Art Department.”

RTV explained while opening a door that connected both building blocks, which made her try to take a small peek inside.

“A decision made as both departments often work CLOSELY together.”

Seems undestandable…Wait, where was the Social Media Department again? Was it up? Or below- DON’T TELL ME SHE ALREADY FORGOT- HE JUST SAID IT! YOU DAMN FOOL!! PAY ATTENTION, YOU IDIOT-

Her hair slowly started to puff up again...Only to immediately stop when she heard a voice different from RTV for a change.

“Oh, you’re already here!”

A living head color picker floated to his side...Okay, that’s an interesting fella right there.

“Oh sh-should I introduce myself?”

He simply gestured a hand toward her and said.

“Colores, head of our Art department and funny enough the younger SISTER of Lucian over there.”

She glanced at Lucian, who seemed to tense up slightly as he gave a small wave to Colores, who didn’t even bother responding to the gesture. "What did that asshole do to the two of them this time? " She glared at RTV angrily from behind her mask, already deducing it was something he did that caused this awkwardness between the siblings...Slowly crossing her arms and giving a low huff.

“Well, as Mr. Puzzles has already told you, I’m in charge of this department. Ah- you know what? Just come into one of the studios!”

Giving a small peek into the studio, and seeing it was actually very decent, she turned her gaze back to Colores. "Hmm, not bad." She thought, honestly, she expected something torturous.

“The Art Department is responsible for all the designs you see around the studio from merchandise to websites although the latter with the help of the Social Media Department! In general we always work closely together with other departments. For example also with the Film Department when it comes to ads!”

"Okay, got it, I guess that does make a lot of sense..." She thought, humming in approval while slowly nodding her head, trying to keep up with the information.

“Among other things we also take care of the fanmail.”

"Oh? " She seemed to double her attention on Colores, now that’s something she wanted to hear.

“A lotta interesting things we’ve seen and read, I tell you. Some fans out there really can’t help but go the extra mile. In a good and sometimes also a weird sense.”

Seems like a pretty normal situation in dealing with that.

“Hah! Reminds me of that one time when a fan managed to slip through security somehow-”

Wait, it was possible to slip through security unnoticed? She slowly looked at the security guards...Maybe passing by Chris and Swag was a easy feature to do...But Lucian?

“Ah, the one that proposed?”

Swag joined the conversation, definitely saying that in a mocking tone...Which didn’t seemed to please RTV.

"ONE THAT WHAT NOW?! " She mentally screamed, all the eyes on her mask opened at once as she now looked at Swag, uncrossing her arms while trying to process that someone actually had the guts to do that.

“Oh yeah, I remember that incident quite well. Had the ring and everything.”

She had to stifle a laugh, averting her gaze and placing one hand in her vest pocket and the other over her mouth behind the mask, while the eyes on her mask closed again...Wow, thinking that someone was capable of doing that so boldly with a guy like him was stupid and, dare she say, even impressive...Considering what he was capable of.

“Security was raised after THAT incident, mind you.”

RTV changed his focus back to the tour guests, probably not liking the topic of the conversation...Welp, too bad, womp womp.

“It sure as hell didn’t stop people from sending fan mail though.”

But then she changes her look back at Colores, who pulled out some boxes from under the table. Lari slightly tilted her head in curiosity at that.

“These are filled with mail from Valentine’s day.”

Colores explained cheerfully, knocking against the boxes...What was she doing?-

“We still have to go through the majority of them, but you won’t believe how much of those are fanfic-”

"DID YOU SAID FANF- "

“AAAAAANYWAY-”

RTV interrupted with the thunderous voice of his, moving in front of Colores when she started showing off some of those letters...BRUH-

“How about we MOVE ON, hm?~”

"...Party crasher..." She thought, rolling her eyes behind her mask. Dang it! She wanted to see what abominations or wonderfulness had been written there! However, something caught her attention, and she turned her focus back to Colores, who was moving to a second table with several plushies.

“Well, I mentioned before that our department is responsible for the merch designs, so I thought: Hey, why not give something to you guys?”

Colores quickly grabbed seven plushies, even using her tail to hold the last one, now that's some efficiency.

“Let’s see…we have plushies of all the cast members and Mr. Puzzles, of course! So that would be SMG3, Tari, Meggy, Boopkins, Saiko and Bob. I fear we have no Mario plushies as it would have been disrespectful given his…state.”

Yeah...I wonder why...

She slowly turned to RTV, opening her mask eyes again, but this time they didn’t have her usual white pupils, they were just pitch black again...But then she closed them again when he seemed to look in her direction.

“If you want the Saiko and Bob plushies, I suggest you go for it, as they are now limited given that they are no longer part of the crew.”

He said, grabbing two plushies and randomly tossing them into the crowd. She immediately slid away from the direction where the plushies were thrown.

“So PLEASE, take one of your liking. Max is two.”

She seemed to look more closely at the plushies, pondering her next life choice...

"To grab or not to grab? That is the question." She seemed to hum while considering the probabilities...If she grabbed one, she could punch and throw that thing into the sun...But that would be too quick, and she’d prefer to simply take a photo of him, stick it on a punching bag, and go wild with it. Now that would be motivating, she then looked at each of the plushies and even considered grabbing Bob...Wait a minute...

"Where’s the Luigi plushie?" She muttered softly, her tone extremely low and even confused.

Actually...Where was Luigi? She didn’t recall hearing any mention of him anywhere or even seeing him...Did she skip something or miss something about him by accident? How strange.

Immediately, RTV’s voice, as usual, snapped her out of her thoughts.

“Well, then…Since last time worked so well, how about I let you choose the next department AGAIN? Oh, and don’t think about SNATCHING something that belongs to the studio, as great as some of the artist tools and merch look.”

Hmm...Noted. Not like I was planning on doing that anyway...Probably...Now where do we vote to go now-

“Camera sees ALL and that jazz.~”

Wait...Cameras?...

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HOLY SHIT!-

SHE FORGOT TO CHECK HER SURROUNDINGS!- DARN IT, HOW DID SHE LET THAT SLIP?!? GODDAMMIT IT! ONE OF THEM MIGHT HAVE CAUGHT HER STARING AT RTV! OR WORSE- TELEPORTING !! BULLSHIT-

The four eyes on her mask opened to reveal her white pupils that frantically darted in all directions, trying to check where every camera in that block was, only to close them 10 seconds later and slam her palm against her mask as if she was face-palming.

"I’ll have to be more careful...Damn, keeping myself in check is going to be more complicated than I expected." she said mentally, her tone defeated by her lack of attention on the basics, she really needed to control her emotions and thoughts better now...

...Nah...That would be semi impossible for her to do.

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@rtv-puzzlevision-studios

CONGRATS! You made it to the end! That was long, I know sorry...I always get carried away when i'm writing, hehe-

Victims: @thestuffiesheadquarters @cuddlybigears @rat-n-atty @selfshippinglover @michaelscorneroftheinternet @scimagic @fenicearts420 @mylifeisfakeenjoy

I hope you all are okay with this, lmao-

By the way, if anyone wants to interact with her, good luck. She’s HORRIBLY BAD at maintaining long conversations, especially if she doesn’t know you or doesn’t have a topic to talk about-

[lrayasostripes]

Rayas at the RTV Tour, 3

Third week of the RTV Tour, by @rtv-puzzlevision-studios

Directory:Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 3.5-ish, Part 4, Part 5 (END), Epilogue

Note 1: Once again, writing this in first person. Also, no drawings here sadly. Only a card

Note 2: My main Oc is in the spectrum. But as the Tour goes, she might slowly try to interact a little bit. Especially when either trying to make social interaction. She eventually shows she's an empath.

Note 3: Interactions to the inserts are all Bg and not always direct for bigger actions, and as to not break the rules. Interactions with Ocs and RTV characters more obvious.

Note 4: YOu Thought she'll have her drawing in her inner vest pocket? Well... what if she loses it again?

Final Note: Same as last post. Rayas is a participant, and not the same for a future RTV version.

Story

“ALRIGHT, THE VOTES ARE IN!" (ouch my ears) "WE ARE GOING TO THE FILM DEPARTMENT!”

A relief, my drawing has been returned to me now. I'm glad Lucian, or Colores, noted where it was and returned it to me. Whichever was, thank you. (I'm thinking, if people helps the other, they receive something in return. But what/how to repay?)

The drawing is tucked nicely in my vest's inner pocket. That way no once could see it. And besides, won't max out the room on my arms, with my umbrella that I brought, and my new Mr Puzzles plushie. Both items I'm keeping close; the make me feel safe and calm

So... what's next? OH right, the Film Department

"The Film Department makes the CORE of the Headquarters, after all Puzzlevison’s main thing is to create MOVIES and SHOWS for everyone!"

As everyone went further away from the Art Department, ahead, there was another staircase. But unlike the first one, this one appears less risky (Wished the first stair case was more of a square one with solid risers. Even if it takes space, it's the safety necessary. But whom would take note to redesign them?)

"I could of course show you all the different studios we have, but I think you may be interested in a PARTICULAR part of said department.”

But then, we all stopped before anything else, close to the second stair case. Um...

Mr Puzzles stepped aside, and let Swag in charge... Mr Puzzles leaves...

Um... why? And then...

(Oh boy)

But luckily, Swag didn't gave the group a hard time as he lead everyone; let alone, making a smug expression with his sunglasses. Guess... he learned quickly of tour guide etiquette? I hope Chris as well could keep him in line. As for Lucian, ever since he returned me my drawing, I now trust him.

And btw, where did R-Mr Puzzles go?

The whole group walks down the second set of stairs; a tall girl with blonde hair tripped (scammer by @leirom71000) (ouch), but i hope she's okay. I decided to subtly look around the participants while keeping my gaze forward. I wonder how Loyboo (@alelathedragon) is doing. I'm not sure why I'm thinking about him, but I think it's because I'm the first person to have talked to him, even if briefly; and made him less nervous thanks to using the shy Boo gesture. Well, there's a whole variety of people here.

Some Humans, some shapeshifters like the dragon girl (Marie from @fenicearts420) from back before entering the Art Department, an alien with droopy antennae (@alien-star88), a sort of cat with just one eye (Creature by @theclosetcreature)(...Oh boy....), the other TV heads such as the same one with the Kuromi cap and purple teeth bar (Crystal by @kuromipuzzles2000) But... one person caught my attention. A silhouette-like girl with just one eye and the other is shaped like a heart (Nickknack by @runrabitrunrunrun ); she has two Mr Puzzles plushies (are repeats allowed?). Never mind, but still... something about her caught my attention.

While the group walks down a hall but before going around a corner, and the fact my hearing is sensitive, I could have sworn listening to what appears to be.... someone talking angrily at someone; and another person. I couldn't make out other than "....narrative," "ruin," "...of chance," and "One more..." Even though, I was one row back from the very front row, I still couldn't make out the words before the Group turned around the corner.

(Also, I also heard a participant talking to her Bob plushie, tee hee (Messy by @messydoodlesyt))

"Ahem"

Right there, Mr Puzzles, holding on to another TV head with a black screen and light blue line and curved antennae with one being crooked, by the jacket..... Um.... (What was her name again-)

“- haaave a TALK with you.”, RTV now finished his sentence, before placing the smaller TV head back on the floor.

Um... Don't know what happened from around the corner, but I rather not ask.

But now, it looks like this new Tv head will join us. Now, introductions?

(wait, why did Swag groaned? Is....)

“Hello, bonjour, assalamu alaikum, hallo!”

Her energy... oh no, is she a social butterfly? I have to be honest, I get overwhelmed too much by anyone with that sort of energy. And she's quickly shaking other's people's hands now; I almost dropped my stuff to a participant in front of me who got their hand shaken and got spooked. And startling three participants who where zoned out.

“The name’s Animsay (Um... hi Animsay. Can I call you Ani?), some of you may know me from a certain site, wink wink, others maybe not. I’m the head of the Social Media Department but we will probably get to that later! Probably.”

OH okay, she's the head of the Social Media Department. Wonder how she manages. But then thinking back at the Art Department, I'm glad my drawing didn't flew into a vent again and ended in the Social Media Department if it got picked next... Because in a short time, I learned, she would probably reveal my drawing to Mr Puzzles immediately if it wasn't for the siblings finding it first; and a large audience as well to see it.

"MOVING ON- if you would start following me again.” Announced Mr Puzzles (ouch my ears) now that he takes back the lead. But... I...

I cannot help but notice his voice, even thought sounding he's cheery, I sort of thought I picked up... he sounds slightly more strained. Did... something happened? Was there something bothering him?

Hm... I think it's best not to show my drawing (I just recovered it) to him if he by chance... Isn't feeling too well (emotionally speaking); and also proving it's not the best time to show fan art. Besides, I'm still self-conscious about sharing my stuff to others.

Animsay seems wanting to socially interact, but I.... I'm not ready. At least the participants in the group of three, the robot rabbit (Bunnybot by @selfshippinglover), the fish woman (Sci by @scimagic), and another with the glasses ("Micheal" by @michaelscorneroftheinternet), seem to get her occupied. And then Animsay moves to talk to another participant, that apparently, used to work for Puzzlevision... Wow. And her name was apparently Mia. (Oh, they know each other. And they hugged as well)

Walking through the long hallway, of the Administration Department (and hoping not to get startled by Animsay. Sorry); several sets of doors on the sides with labels. And further, several windows showing outside. I noticed something big and purple outside, but still cannot make out what it is. We are getting close to a set of doors, that Mr Puzzles has his hands on them, and readying to open them.

“I’m sure you’ve GUESSED by now where we are heading..."

The doors are open. I slowly moved forward to get a better look, even if it means... getting slightly closer to Mr Puzzles. (My Puzzles plushie is at least making me feel comfortable if near the real one). A few steps before stepping outside the studio, I opened my umbrella, just in case, the sun was harsh or a light drizzle. (Hope some would understand no one would like to be under the sun, or getting wet. And the umbrella makes me feel safe).

" The SMG4, now SMG3 castle has gotten a bit of a rework to fit more to it’s NEW crew." Continued Mr Puzzles

Now a few steps outside, along with the group joining. Outside is... It's... a very large courtyard. Grass and planted trees around the edges. Some benches are also there. But in the distance, stands a familiar yet different castle. Purple instead of.... (you know)

Mr Puzzles and I think the group, stopped for a moment halfway into the courtyard. Possibly for everyone to admire the courtyard a little longer before proceeding; and, I'm actually standing next to Mr Puzzles, but I'm keeping my eyes on the remodeled castle.

"This area is often used by employees during BREAKS by the way. It can be accessed from ALL building blocks..." said Mr Puzzles as he indicated the rest of the courtyard. At some parts, there are other buildings nearby, but I focus on the castle on the distance in front of us.

(I wonder if he noticed my presence after finishing talking, and a moderate pause before getting to the castle)

Even with the castle's colors being different... everything is still beautiful.

You know... I wonder if... other than trees, would they also plant a variety of flowers as well. I don't know why, but I'm thinking of white roses... A field of white roses. And it's petals... flying in the breeze... I couldn't help but close my eyes, and (as quietly as possible) hum a tune from the chorus of a Portuguese song from a video game (that also mentions about white roses and full view of its trailer video).

And maybe... the combination of color palettes to the castle, all endless. But little did I realized, Animsay has moved from the middle of the group, to next to me. Now two TV heads are on both sides of me. (And I wanted to again, interact with the Kuromi Tv head or the other ones)

The group start walking.

"Hello," greeted Animsay, and I open my eyes slowly as trying my best not to appear startled. "You like the courtyard?"

I look at her, and I nod politely.

(as long as she doesn't have physical eyes, I feel less nervous)

"Same here. Neat umbrella."

"Thanks." I said

I just hope this interaction didn't get Mr Puzzles' attention. But I try my best to act natural. I hold on to my new plushie in reassurance.

"Oh, you managed to get a plushie of my boss, congrats!" (is she reading my actions or....?)

"Yes." I add that with a small smile, and hugging my plushie.

"Hm... I know it's only for a very short time, but you aren't much of a talker are you?" asked Animsay. (does she know what I have, or is she coaxing me to speak more?)

(Oh boy...)

I'll have to be honest to tell her.

"Well..."

But before I could say anything, I hear a cough from Mr Puzzles. I believed aimed to Animsay, as if saying. 'Now now. Don't overwhelm our dear participants.' I didn't look up to see his screen/face (too nervous).

(I guess now I understand why Swag groaned earlier. Well, I can't blame?)

Animsay takes the hint.

"Oh okay, I'll go back with the others. Ciao."

Well. There she goes. I glance up to Mr Puzzles from under my umbrella, he shows a soft expression as if apologizing if I felt overwhelmed; almost as if he knows Animsay better for being too much. Unsure if he knows about the blue puzzle piece's meaning, or he's soft because I'm holding on to my new Puzzles plushie (or, maybe he noticed my scarred face, and feels pity?) I politely lightly smile. (and not sure where I found the strength to not quickly look away, as if avoiding him. I don't want to appear rude, but looking at faces make me nervous... still to this day, but I have progressed greatly in the past)

Also um... after I turned to look in front, why do I feel like... Has anyone gotten the feeling it's going to be slightly windy, or is it just me?

Now in front of the main doors of the purple castle, Swag and Chris go over to open them. As the doors slightly open, everyone slowly walks to get inside. As I got to close my umbrella, and letting some pass.... something falls off from my vest...

My... Drawing... (I was sure i put it in my inner pocket. Did I misplaced it?)

And in a desperate action, I try to lean down for it, but a gust of wind blows it into the air! Oh... oh no... After I recovered it back from Lucian! And even though I trust him, I'm too embarrassed to ask him. (And did he saw it flew away? or say the face I was making?) Sigh... I don't want a small thing to ruin the tour. I'll move on. I have not crossed the bridge.

Well, moving on.

“WELCOME TO THE SMG3 CASTLE!”, RTV announced, now moving in the middle of the room, next to the crew gang who had meanwhile been gathering while the group fully walked in.

Looking around, it is surely redecorated to fit SMG3's Aesthetic. And, if you all know, purple is a royal color, fun fact. Looking around, and then at the ceiling... the appearance making it look like the night sky.... (I sort of feel tempted to open my umbrella, and dance around and spin, and getting lost into a starry trance-)

I heard the doors close behind, yet I didn't looked back. I knew, my drawing is still flying out there; and I rather not risk slipping out. Oh, Animsay is staying in? ....okay?

Looking back at the center of the castle's lobby, the 'SMG3 Gang' show up lined up; and in uniform (?). Well, hello SMG3 Gang.

(Hm... Tari has no cybernetic arm? I rather not ask)

“Hey! I’m SMG3, but I’m pretty sure ya know that already. I’m the head of the Film Department and also the leader of the SMG3 gang. Me, Tari, Meggy and Boopkins welcome you to our crib- I mean base of operations!”

Hi?.. huh, not sure if I'm looking right, or hearing , but he sounds... tired? (I'm observant). Hm....

(Also, Mr Puzzles really IS TALL!)

But then, Meggy starts to explain more about the Film department, Puzzlevision movies and shows. There's Block C, which I think it's the other building at the courtyard. So... the SMG3 Gang not only act, but also do all the editing and stuff. And then revised by Mr Puzzles (huh...) Well, okay.

(I cannot help but briefly glance at SMG3. And, Tari as well)

“So yeah, if you have any questions, don’t be afraid to ask them! Other than that feel free to explore the castle! I know a lot of fans always want to see it, so go ahead.”

Oh that's nice. But um... are there rules about looking around, or what NOT to do?

“You can go anywhere except for the room upstairs. It's, uh, not cleaned up.” Added SMG3.

Oh okay, no going up the stairs. I'll respect that. (Those stairs seem more safe than the first ones, sorry)

Well, we can ask questions to the Gang, go have a snack to the kitchen, rest and watch anime with Boopkins (ha, seem very eager to show mini episodes), use the restroom (is there just one or several toilets...?), and go to play games with Tari in the game room. The storage? Um... why? But... so many people, I don't know where to start, or who to talk to. Besides, I need to get myself busy from thinking about my recently lost drawing (a second time). Let's see... The SMG3 gang are a lot smaller than... well, you know (I repeat, this place is different with its own rules... and people). Hm... SMG3? hm... I don't know. He almost appears tired, yet he's willing to answer questions (poor guy, maybe he's tired because he forgot to clean the upstairs room at the last minute and couldn't get it done?). I could go over and ask Meggy some questions; in the introduction, she and Boopkins seem to be in a good mood today on the tour. Wonder if she's still a coach of sorts. But also... I need to also be careful with my questions; I also noticed but unlike SMG3, she has faint shadow under he eyes. I hold onto my umbrella and Puzzles Plushie for comfort.

She's already answering other's questions, so I shake off whatever nerves I have, and approach. Also, some have Meggy's plushie, so she has fans.

"Um, hello." I greet Meggy. "Meggy?" She notices me.

"Oh hi. Do you have some questions? Go ahead."

"Well. You and the rest act during filming, so um... What sort of roles do you get? I... I mean, everyone gets?"

(I just hope she didn't noticed my hesitation and moments I cut eye contact. Meeting someone face to face is... overwhelming. Especially, someone different. Not new, but different)

"Well, the acting roles can vary. I for the most part, plays the character who always goes into action, and helps others when they need it! Heh. I even still have the skills of a life coach."

I'm glad to hear that. She can encourage the Gang to have their spirits up; and happy to hear she' still same as always. Hm... but recalling that I noticed SMG3 somewhat tired (am I the only one to notice?), is that even true? I rather not ask about that.

"Alright, another question I have. So..." I think about... I fidget my blue puzzle piece tie clip. "About... um,...." I struggle to think of one.

"No worries, the question that you want, it'll happen soon. Keep trying." Meggy assured me, but it feels like... wanting me to rush me (still good old Meggy i think)- wait, I think I got it! But I want to make sure, I don't point out and offend her (I recall... she can be... a little... hasty. Plus, her reaction, can be very different here). No actually, maybe something else... here it goes.

"Alright, do you learn new things from ongoing experience? I'm wondering, like... trying to be someone else's role model with new experiences?" I then add. "I'm... just curious. Because... there's so many people who are different. Like... me. Who could want advice."

Meggy thinks for a bit.

"Well, I do. Though not much goes, but yeah I learn a thing or two. And um... I did said I still have it as a life coach, I'm afraid I'm a little busy. So, trying to be role model may... be put on hold." Well, It looks like she can no longer do more things, despite earlier sounding like her coach persona. Never mind, I'm waiting for the other question. "As for people different like you...? I... don't know. Care to explain?"

Okay, I'll be honest of myself. I subtly fidget my blue puzzle piece tie clip. Hope Meggy catches on about it.

"Well... Um, I... I'm not much of the type to talk or socialize with others; but that's because... I'm already born with it. Believe me that, I tried to look up to other's for guidance for a very long time ago... a role model... And sometimes the fictional ones on TV..."

As I explain from my experience, Meggy keeps listening. She's... understanding everything. Listening to my struggles. And what I did with a combination of everyone's advices and my own. And maybe a teensy lore drop about (but not all of it) the meaning of my scarred eye and that I found acceptance and lived with it.

"And... well, so far in the tour, it's going well for me. I even spoke to a shy participant a while ago. Small, but it's something. That's why... I get curious to learn new things, but making sure I can do at my own. And how I do it."

Meggy nods.

"I understand. You know what... I think you taught me something new." She smiles and lightly laughs lightheartly. "Ha Heh, well, I'll follow your advice then. And I'll keep in mind of making sure you are accommodated. Thanks for letting me know. You are very brave, that maybe you can teach others."

OH? I... what!? I was dumbfounded by that. If i said I couldn't find a role model, then... am I a role model myself and never noticed?

"Oh, and... knowing there's many participants and might not remember their names. What's yours?"

"My name's Ra-"

"Hallo!" Out popped Animsay out of nowhere. This scared me that I accidentally sent my Puzzles Plushie flying and dropping my umbrella; I bent to pick it up. And I think it also startled Meggy and nearby participants. "Hey, Meggy. How's it going with answering questions of others?"

While they are distracted, that's my cue that I'm done asking questions. I pick up my umbrella that is near, and go to my plushie that flew near the stair case. The east wing. (hope no one mistakes it as theirs since all Mr Puzzles' plushie look all the same)

"Ahem?"

I turn around, and it was SMG3. OH boy, the displeased look is making me nervous. And he's standing near my plushie; he goes and picks it up before I could. But before he would say anything.

"I apologize... I came to pick up my plushie... um... Animsay came and... I got spooked badly... I wasn't going up the stairs. I would never go against the rules you set. Oh... and Hi" I awkwardly wave at him.

Then, I got distracted that, with my sensitive hearing, did I heard like a dog whining? And it came up the stairs. I think SMG3 picked up.

"Is there... a dog up there?" I casually ask, the nervousness replaced by curiosity.

"...Yes. But, I cannot bring him out. And if you are curious, I already fed him before you guys came. And, again, not going up the stairs."

"Alright." I answered politely. SMG3 hands me back my Mr Puzzles plushie.

And then, the participant with the horns, red eyes and red ribbons (Grinnanes by @grinnames), approaches him with a large smile; seeing she has his plushie, she's a fan of him. I overheard her name is Grinnames.

Once they leave, I glance at the guest room. The door is open.

So, the guest room is for everyone to relax, and watch whatever anime Boopkins would play. I got to be honest, I used to watch anime, but only the Saturday mornings... English dub edit (4Kids TV, sorry but lol); so... not used to the... larger... variety. I was not aware I was staring from the door's frame as a random anime was playing; a habit of watching something on TV from afar or behind the window.

The mini anime ended there (something about a gang of con artists, I never heard of), and as Boopkins stood up to look for another one, he looked at me peaking from the door. I... felt a bit embarrassed and surprised.

"Oh hello, are you coming to watch anime?"

Well, he's inviting me. Being polite, I agree and come into the guest room. There are a few participants in the room, all mostly chilling, drawing, but also watching anime. And also, the guest room looks slightly different than I remember (again, different place).

"Hello." I greeted the little guy.

"We finished a mini anime episode so... OH! How about you pick one to watch?"

Oh, is he giving me the honors? Well, if there's one anime series I enjoy watching, it's Pokemon.

"Pokemon." I answered. And since Boopkins will show only mini episodes. "Um... the Pikachu and Pichu short from the Pikachu shorts?"

I got to be honest, that short is my favorite. And I hope, Boopkins has it; and still likes Pokemon.

"Hm... Oh yeah, I think I do have it! It's bundled with the Spell of the Unown Movie. Let me set it up!"

Boopkins waddles to look into the DVD case of all the anime he has, and sure enough, he finds it. And now... Settle to sit on a bundle of pillows, set my Puzzles plushie on my lap and umbrella next to me... show time. The anime reminded me when I was young; I love Pokemon. Oh the little adventures of the Pokemon, making friends... having fun... causing minor mischief as they run around the city... As I'm waiting for the part of the playground...

I... didn't realized that Boopkins left, and brought a reluctant SMG3 to the guest room. But where's Grinnames? (hm... not an anime fan? or Pokemon fan?)

"...Fine, what are we watching?" I heard SMG3 grumble a little.

"We are watching a Pokemon short! It's pretty good." But I wasn't expecting to hear... "And she (me) picked just the right one that is an old classic."

I looked over, and... SMG3 looks at me; I, being the one who picked the anime short. He raises an eyebrow while keeping a serious yet tired look. Shrugs and sits next to me... moving my umbrella close to me. (so awkward after the incident with the plushie on the staircase).

But anyways, me and the ones present continue watching the Pokemon short.

As it went, I thought I heard SMG3 mutter, "Decent choice"

:0....

Seeing the scene of the Playground Pikachu and the Pichu brothers playing along with the siblings' friends, it makes me wonder, if there could be a playground built like that (albeit with better safety measures). I would like to go around and explore a playground like that. And, everyone would also want to...

Out of the corner of my eye, the window of the guest room is partially open. And... My drawing flies in! Flying up on the ceiling and not (somehow) falling down; and no one notices it (phew). (I'm sweating imaginary bullets). I was just about to stand up slowly when-

"So... How's the anime binge watching going?" It's Animsay... (did she just got here?)

My drawing flew near a vent and... disappears... Oh boy. Where did it go? (Why do I feel like, it's going to repeat again? and maybe... Lucian won't be the one to find it again this time)

"OH Ani, hi! greeted Boopkins. "Anime is pretty good!"

"Eh, good I guess..." said SMG3. "At least, something okay. Boopkins gave Robo-fox umbrella girl (me)-"

"Ahem?" It looks like Animsay doesn't like nicknames. Well, technically, SMG3 doesn't know my name, so I don't take offense to it.

"Ugh... Boopkins gave the tour participant here the honors to pick an anime short to watch. For once" he mutters the last part.

"We just about to finish the Pikachu short movie. I'm thinking to putting on another mini short; And I think, maybe watch another classic Pikachu short anime."

"Mind if i join?" said Animsay.

"Yes!" Boopkins beams.

She sits down. "I was almost done talking to a half of participants (half?), then got bored and came here. Btw..." I notice her look at me. "Your uniform stands out a lot, because it was the first thing I saw before coming in the guest room. You like stripes?

I have to be honest, I do.

"Yes"

Despite the remaining minutes left on the short movie, I grab my plushie and umbrella, and slowly get up.

"Bye," said Boopkins. "It's nice having you watch anime."

I smile. I leave the guest room.

Now... where did my lost drawing went? In the kitchen, the bathroom, the storage room, the game room....? You know... in either room, I'm sure I'll find it. Btw, 20 minutes passed, so... I guess being here will last an hour or an hour and with an additional half an hour? I better hurry...

Next is.... the game room with Tari I guess. I'm curious what games to play with her. A glance around the castle's lobby as I approach the game room, I see the silhouette-like girl again, standing and not interacting with anyone with a slightly irritated look... Hm... I'll try to speak with her later.

Entering the game room. Sure enough, the interior remains almost unchanged; still with purple hues and different carpeting, but it's still much the same. I see a couple of participants playing on the retro arcade games, and looking to the sofa and big Tv screen, there's Tari, and another participant, playing Super Smash Bros Ultimate...

Wait... Tari doesn't have her special arm now that I remember (this Tari), how is she still playing? And... has she... changed? Never mind, I survey the game room a little to check if my drawing ended up in here... It's not here.

My attention turns back to Tari and the random participant.

"Ha ha! Great play." said Tari to the participant. (is it just me, or i heard a hint of defeat?)

(Hello)

Apparently, I think they won. And if I recall, Tari was super good on video games; but all thanks to her cybernetic arm...

...Was...

Never mind, since the drawing isn't here, might as well get distracted with some games to ease my anxiety to look for it; if I got it back for playing the waiting game and not get in trouble, it'll return to me without consequences again. Now, everyone seems to want to play on the arcade games and with Tari. Is there room for another? Or,... looking how she is, maybe there could be a different game she and I can both play? Maybe later...

"Hello." I greet Tari from next to the couch.

"Oh hi." She greets back. "Want to play?"

"I... yes. It's Smash Bros Ultimate? Because... used to play Melee and Brawl; the latter, with the GameCube controller."

Huh, I talked without the nervousness in my voice.

"Of course, everyone would like to play and challenge me" She smiles, but... I feel, she feels a bit down. Like as if she gets beaten in the game now. And gotten used to it. Her old title of being good at games now limited.

"Well..." I turn to the participant. "Say, how about I challenge you to a match? I'll main Kirby." I want to "avenge" Tari for losing her title, sort of. But also have fun.

The participant looks at me as if pensive with a low brow. But nods shortly. I sit on the couch, set my umbrella and plushie between Tari and I...

3... 2... 1... GO!

One match later, with life stocks of 4, I almost beaten the participant but they bested me; I'm a bit rusted from the game, and first time using a Switch controller. At first, three stocks taken from me, but then I tied quickly. I could tell everyone in the room and some from the lobby got close to see how it went since the tie round was taking slightly longer with no winner yet; and possibly betting I was going to kick their butt. But a bad timed sneeze (but a good timed meme), I missed a combo, dropped my controller, my hair frizzed up (my hair clips somehow staying strong), and my Kirby got sent to space by their main. They won. Yet, Tari and few others clapped at me anyways. And some still reeling from laughing of the sneeze I made. I didn't realized (until much later) SMG3 came to see the commotion, and my Pomeranian like sneeze made him laugh the Mutahar Laugh sound effect (I thought it was another participant with a very ticklish funny bone); I'll get to it later.

GG

"Ha ha, well done. You did played the game before, and you almost won." She smiles brightly at me.

"GG" said someone.

It looks like the participant wants someone to challenge them. They got their win streak alright. Everyone huddles to have a turn. I quickly gather my Puzzle Plush and umbrella before I accidentally leave them.

I think it's time I ask Tari questions.

"Well, I think everyone has a controller. So Tari, do you have any board games or card games to play?"

Tari nods and guides be to a shelf with boardgames. She asks which one, so I scan them... one of them gets my attention: Inscryption.

"And Tari, do you know about the video game version as well?" I asked out of curiosity if she knew.

"Ah yes. The game mechanics, the story, the Scrybes, found footage... and..." Ah, she knows it.

Time for a bit of humor.

"GO Fish"

This earns a soft giggle out of Tari. I think she knows who the Angler character is. Seeing her smile... makes me happy.

The Inscryption game is set, and settling on Leshy's version; there's the Dead cards, Magick cards, and Technology cards, but Leshy's is pretty interesting. Shuffling the cards, and splitting the Squirrel cards, setting Leshy's scale. But of course, Leshy's version has a... dark edge to it, so I helped make the Leshy version less edgy with improvised ways I came up as to make Tari less uneasy. I also improvised an additional mechanic to the candles, of who can snuff all two candles first to win (and a custom DeathCard as a consolation price); sort of like the Kaycee's Mod, and Tari also knows about it and finds it entertaining. And besides, I curiously decided to act like Leshy's narration and character. (Insert Inscryption, "Death Card Cabin" ost)

"The stalwart Snapper, a near impenetrable defense..." or "The amorphous Amoeba. Its sigils are ever changing."

And some of the cards during play, they have sigils; and others post- added as patches, as if they went through the Mysterious Stones as seen in the digital video game (has the Crew Gang played it before and left the sigil stamps on?). Like, some have more than two; limit is 4 sigils. I love that mechanic; I think all the mechanics of Leshy's and P03's are good.

Oh, and since Tari doesn't have her other arm/hand to hold her cards, my Puzzles Plushie is there to hold them for her, easy. She at first was nervous at it, and I admit, it almost looks as if it's looking at you; and a bit distracting. But telling her since my Puzzles Plush is mine and if I'm not the type to make anyone uncomfortable, so my plush is same as I. And as the game went, we also chatted a little; all the while I secretly want to make Tari win. (to secretly to boost her confidence,.... and I want a custom DeathCard, ha ha)

I even talked about the Scrybes: Grimora, Leshy, P03, and Magnificus. That, what if they worked together. Leshy could be the narrator/storyteller, Grimora would write the story and lore of the world and characters, P03 could be the mechanics designer, and Magnificus the one to make the game's art. There could be harmony... they could have made an amazing game. Tari ponders on that... and nods as if understanding.

The game didn't took more than 7 minutes that passed... And note, I think games of any kind brings out my more social side.

"So, I'm curious to ask Tari. Do you also take video game requests to play by others?" Now, because remember the song I quietly hummed in the courtyard that is from a video game? It's time I talk about it. Me and Tari are tied with one "lit" candle left each.

"Well... I think you are the first one to ask that." (Oh? the first?) She answers meekly. "Everyone all wanted to play Smash Bros matches today... what are my favorite video games, and well..." She trails off, but returns to hear from me. "Okay, what game you want me to check out?" She's 2 points on the scale from losing, but I won't let her.

"There's this game that is a Puzzle RPG game, with pixels and everything. The title is called "Lenin the Lion." And it has a semi bittersweet story, about the only albino lion born in a village of normal lions...."

A small skip to avoid spoilers, and saying how the game resonated with me.

" ...The whole game is about learning self-acceptance... And it also has a good soundtrack and art."

And then... Tari wins, but still listening to the topic. She nods. I reach to make a custom Death Card, as the table is cleared so Tari, can play as Leshy, to help me build it with my deck.

"Well, I'm more of a competition type of gamer, but your video game request caught my attention. I think I'll look it up." (YES!)

Cost None (thanks to a Geck); Attack 3 and Health 3 (from an Amalgam); Sigils (from a pre-buffed Amoeba) Amorphous, Sharp Quills, and Unkillable.

(Wow, most of the ones are rare Beasts cards)

Next is... the name-

"You seem like a good and fun person, Rayas. I love the creativity of how to play it, like as if you came up with a new Mod." And finally... the portrait. "Okie dokie, say cheese!"

"GG"

"GG"

Me and Tari shake hands. Ha ha, just like-

"HII!" Loudly saluted Animsay, startling some of the participants; including me and Tari. "Who's winning?" she comes in the game room.

(Oh boy, is Animsay going to keep popping up? or... is she following me?)

"Um... hi Animsay," shyly answered Tari. I politely waved after reeling from the surprise.

"Hey, how come you are not playing Smash Bros with everyone?" She looks at the table. "Oh, what's this? In...scryption...?"

Looking at both girls, I noticed the change in the mood, almost as if... something wasn't meant.... Wait, let me see how to diffuse that. Hm... I got it!

"Hi... Me and Tari were having fun with this tabletop game I asked to play. Would you... like to play?"

It appears Animsay is curious now. And her blue line that serves as her mouth shapes as if smiling. I think it's a yes. Tari stands up to go and play with the other participants, and leaving me with Animsay. But question is... does Animsay know how to play it?

So basically, Animsay, realized she indeed not know much of Inscryption, but she "downloaded" all the info. Ha ha, the loading screen sort of looked like P03's three dots when loading. Looking at her head, she really gives me P03 impression in appearance based on her "face." So, she wanted to play Technology style, and I like it, but um... I like Beasts style... But wait, to diffuse that, why not try Technology and Beasts? Animsay can use Technology, and I'll use Beasts. And maybe include the Mox vessels and Kaycee's Mod items and cards to make it more interesting.

Ha ha, I cannot believe I came up with a new Mod: Rayas' Mod, Nature versus Technology.

The time of playing it against Animsay, it feels like as if she's the Scrybe of Technology, and I'm the Scrybe of Beasts; P03 versus Leshy. Well, my head shape is confusing, it's a fennec fox head, but it has metal parts (but the cog gear on my head is completely natural... and still natural I am); but based on a quote from the Iron Giant, I can choose who I want to be.... Leshy... So far, the game is going well. And, even using my custom Deathcard for a spin, ha ha! (and then Animsay learned my name that way). Some small talk, as usual (because Animsay is a social butterfly, and I'm trying to be polite)

"Hope you didn't mind that before going in, I heard you talk a storm with Tari." said Animsay. "I'm glad you are opening up. When I met you, you only spoke short sentences..."

I nod in acknowledgement and I say, "I also like games, like Tari."

"Ahem? Animsay..." I heard the familiar voice of R Mr Puzzles. I heard almost everyone stop what they were doing, and waited. (creepy...) His tone sounded... ominous, or slightly annoyed? Did something happened out of the Game Room? He comes into the room (I bring my plushie closer to me), but a few feet away from the table me and Animsay are. And Mr Puzzles somehow makes a gesture for everyone to carry on.

"Ah, hello Boss. I was here all along, just playing with the participants. And definitely not making a ruckus, ha ha." Animsay is telling the truth, she's been here playing Inscryption with me the whole time. Hm... is this... my cue to leave the game with no winner, or do I wait to continue playing since we are tied for 9 minutes? (plus, i have a lost drawing to find) (but I'm curious for another Deathcard, whether the Leshy version or the fancy neon blue Technology base if Animsay loses; if the latter, the "Ani-Bot")

"Is that so? Well... Alright! Just checking where you went to. And the tour wouldn't truly go without the Head of the Social Media Department, yes?" He then turns to look at me (...eyes...). "Has she given you any trouble?" (I think he remembers the courtyard ramble)

"No, not at all," I politely answer with a shake of my head. "We are having fun. The game is going well."

He lightly smiles.

(Wow, I directly spoke to him!)

"Well, then," he turns to Animsay (phew). "Just wanted to say, 18 more minutes before announcing the next voting." I heard that.

So, shortly, there was no winner since Animsay quickly went to play one of the arcade machines, but not before we shook hands as a sign of GG. Though, I noticed she looked at my hand a little longer, as if gazing at it; it's probably nothing. And before I left, after gathering my umbrella and Puzzles Plushie, I went to thank Tari that she got to play one game with someone she enjoyed. She smiles.

Now in the Lobby, with the minutes left for the next vote, I'm feeling a little hungry. I went to the kitchen, and hope there's still something left to eat. Once again, I look around the crowd, and the same silhouette girl is just there, dissociating.... and rubbing her head. Hm... but my body is telling me to eat, or I might starve during the remainder of the Tour.

Alright, not all of the snacks and drinks are gone, because I just witnessed the girl with the horns and red ribbons, Grinnames, raid the kitchen!! (slow down). There's some pizza, some donuts, a bowl with many candy, cheese puffs, water, coffee, tea, soda... So glad none of it ran out, because I quickly scooped what I'll eat before she does; and I'm lucky to find the last slice of an All-cheese Pizza (yummy). While eating my fill, I see her starting to cook. What is it she making? And is that allowed, other than not going up the stairs? Hm... I leave my stuff on a table, and go to near the coffee maker and some packets of tea. I look a little longer, and I found a glass container of powder green tea; matcha. This sparks me an idea. If Grinnames is cooking something, I think I would as well.

Managing to find milk, powdered cinnamon, a bit of syrup, and the tool to make the matcha froth (and search on Google ha ha), I start up to making a matcha latte. I have tasted it before, and it was good, very good. And I'm going to make one... I never made matcha latte...

I glance a little, and Grinnames is cooking... something. Not sure what it is, but hope she knows what she's making. I don't think she looked what I was making; busy much? And, for herself, or for someone? OH, for someone actually. After it is done, she leaves it in the fridge. A surprise...?

Well, as for me... i think I accidentally made too much to be just for me.... i find a pitcher, luckily.

Just as I add the powdered cinnamon as the final touch, I could swear it released a strong earthy aroma; it was good based on the smell filling the kitchen. Did I do it right? Shortly, SMG3 comes into the kitchen, smelling the air. He looks around, and finds me, with the finished matcha latte in a large-enough paper coffee cup; and the left over in a medium size pitcher because I'm not always good with measurements, but final product turning out decent nonetheless. I don't know how to describe the expression, but I hope it isn't what I think because I used some kitchen equipment and stuff from the fridge and pantry; or because it seems during the day wherever he goes, I'm always there somehow (not my intention). I look at Grinnames, and she beams with her eyes; so the dish is a surprise for him?

"What... are you doing?" SMG3 addresses me first, he slowly walks to me. His look and tone... I don't think using the equipment and ingredients in the kitchen is allowed...

Grinnames points to the fridge as a the surprise, but SMG3's attention is solely at me. And not in a good way. His eyes look exhausted... tired..

I have to be honest.

"I... made myself a matcha latte... um... I'll clean the utensils I used before leaving, um..." I'm a wreck... But maybe... "But... do you want some?"

SMG3 looks at me, and the matcha latte in my hand. Um...

He finally grabs it. Smells it a little bit, and finally a sip... And, as he closes his eyes, I thought I saw the shadow in his eyes fade very slowly; or maybe my anxiety is making me see things? What does he think of it?

"This latte... It's good, very good." He says softly, and... a soft smile contrasting his usual Evil Cool persona. "I really needed it."

(I... on the first try...!)

"I... Glad you like it," I sort of couldn't help but, thinking of wanting to hug-

I heard a small growl in the kitchen. It was Grinnames. She looks irritated, but why... Oh! I just took SMG3's attention from the surprise dish, unintentionally. She worked so hard on it! Ugh, how to make it up for it? (and making sure she doesn't hold a grudge on me throughout the tour) Hm...

"Um... the latte isn't the only thing. You see..." Indicating Grinnames, she stops growling. "She and I,... have a surprise we cooked." The girl's expression changes to confusion.

"...You did?" the she asks confused, as if she doesn't know what I'm trying to do.

"We did," I "corrected." I open the fridge, and she takes out the mystery surprise dish after getting the message. Now, she looks anticipated for SMG3 to try the dish; a positive glow in her eyes.

The dish doesn't have a physical description, but I hope it pays off. After cutting a piece for SMG3, and me to try as well (out of politeness and curiosity), and a bite...

"Mmm! This dish is out of the park! I tell you, you two outdid it." He gives the thumbs up, with his iconic smirk.

I admit, the physically indescribable dish is delicious (might ask on how to make it with a little bit of a la Rayas style). My matcha, well, my first time and never done it in my life... it's decent. Grinnames smiles.

I'm glad I made her happy again after clearing the misunderstanding.

"Well, thanks for the surprise girls. The latte and the dish, I'm sure the Gang will like it. I appreciate it." He leaves...

(I guess my matcha is part of the surprise then...)

Now alone in the kitchen...

"Do you have brain damage?" Grinnames asks me. Guess she's still confused.

"Um... what?" (don't have brain damage, but does the cog gear on my head makes it look like that?)

"I didn't see you helping me with my cooking. Or did you secretly help me, because you're some sort of mysterious good Samaritan?"

I chuckle lightly.

"Well..." I explained how much she worked on the surprise dish for SMG3 and the Gang, and it was unfair that SMG3 didn't noticed it first. And that I wanted to clear the misunderstanding and made sure SMG3 finds the surprise. Her dish, it's delicious! She understood, and smiles (those teeth...)

"I'm Rayas," I extend my hand for a handshake.

"I'm Grinnames" we shake hands (hello Grinnames)

(I think I made another friend in the tour group)

Well, I think it's almost time for the next vote? Before leaving the kitchen, I serve myself my matcha from the leftover in a paper coffee cup after drinking my first round (offscreen); a smaller one to take to make it last for the Gang. And not forgetting to wash the utensils used, and clean everything, I remember. I grab my umbrella and plushie, and head to the lobby. And, Animsay has not popped up in the kitchen (sorry...).

Hm... the drawing wasn't in the kitchen so...

"Hey"

I look, and it's SMG3. He gestures me to talk to me. He still has not finished the matcha latte I made.

"You got something stuck on your back."

Oh? I reached behind and... It's my drawing! Did it got stuck moments before leaving the kitchen. I hope it wasn't facing for the world to see... luckily it isn't (not sure how one member of the SMG3 Gang will react to the existence of other places... and other Puzzles...). I quickly pocket it (and making sure it is tucked in the right place this time), and I thank SMG3 for spotting it but while being vague what it is. But before turning around...

"I got to say... you aren't so bad."

"Oh?"

"Well... you made me at least like a Pokemon from the anime you picked. The Houndour..."

"Well, the Houndour is a dark type... And there's more with that type."

"Exactly... When you made that Pomeranian sneeze at the game room, Oh I never thought I would laugh my a** off. There are times during filming I don't get to see something really REALLY funny happening to laugh at. The way your head shook and your hair frizzing up were the best."

He was the one who made the Mutahar Laugh alright. Glad I made him laugh. I giggle at that.

"Lastly, other than the dish you and Grinnames made, that matcha latte... it made me feel less exhausted and much calmer. Making myself less tired for the next filming deadlines to come...," he pauses for a moment as if realizing he's bringing up his work, but brushes it. "Besides, I'm sure the Gang will love the dish and latte. They will need it just as I." (awww)

I smile hopefully. And i think now... I can give him questions now.

"I'm glad you are, SMG3. I admit, I was nervous around you after the incident with the staircase... but I think I'm feeling ready to ask. H-Here it goes... What do you think of the tour so far?"

SMG3 ponders for a moment. Scratching the back of his neck (Is that missing texture on his... oh, right)

"... Honestly, a bit weary; and maybe still. I won't get into detail, but as the head of the film department, and as editor and actor, it can get a bit much. Sometimes when getting ready to some big event, you try your best to have enough rest and rehearsed. I think it's the nerves. As of the Tour right now, a lot of people being strangers... I think... I thought this will be like... too much at first. People all from around, and imagining getting more tired as you try to answer their questions. But... the right answer for that..." SMG3 looks at me with a calm look. he sips the final ounces of the matcha. "Not too bad at all. Not everyone here is... weird. It's just being them. Again, thanks for the matcha latte and dish. Um... I called you earlier "robo-fox umbrella girl," so... what is your name?"

"You are welcome SMG3. My name is Rayas." SMG3 smiles.

"Heh, I noticed you aren't much of a talker before, but hey. You warmed up."

Well, he doesn't think it's all bad; but when I saw his tired expression, he probably thought he couldn't go on with it. But if he found the tour not bad at all... I wonder if its because of me, a visitor, going on tour with everyone... I smile at the fact at least I and Grinnames, help make something for the Gang. I wonder if SMG3 figured out, that I'm in the spectrum with the last comment.

As SMG3 goes to throw the cup to the trash, Boopkins shows up and comes to me.

"Hi, I heard the tour group will be leave soon, so since I gave you the honors to pick an anime, here's a little present." Boopkins reaches from a pocket, and takes out an acrylic Pichu Brothers keychain. I'm... speechless. But I thank him and accept the present.

"Thanks... Boopkins" I say before he indicates me to bend down. He gives me a side hug... and then he skips happily elsewhere.

I.... i....

(is this allowed or....?)

And shortly after that, Tari comes over.

"Hello Rayas." she greets me, before she reaches for something in her pocket. "Here, glad to have played with you."

Tari hands me... the custom DeathCard she helped me make after our Inscryption game?

"Um... I... Tari... I don't know what to say...."

"It's okay. Besides, I also made a copy of your Deathcard. The one you have is a token, you earned it!" Tari gives me the thumbs up and she hugs me. And doing my best to keep my stuff while hugging back. Seems things are going well. (but the silhouette girl has not left my mind). She leaves as well.

Meggy looks over, and as soon as she sees me, she smiles and gives me the thumbs up. I smile and follow the gesture.

Um... am I getting an exclusive farewell event? Or have I become a sympathy/empathic magnet? (and maybe a Animsay magnet...?) Well, the least I can do is be polite. I look at the little presents.

SMG3 then comes over after taking the paper cup of his finished latte to the kitchen trash... so, now what?

"Welp, guess I better do some last minute QnA," he then looks at me. "Voting time will be happening soon, so you better get with the group."

SMG3 looks at the gifts. He raises an eyebrow, and immediately puts it together. His eye roll expression is pretty comical. I lightly giggle, as I put the gifts in my vest pocket.

For a moment, I stretch my hand for a handshake; he's the last one to give me a handshake. The hugs might be optional for him, knowing him. He indeed does shake my hand.

Well, seeing him with a smile (despite still looking tired) before leaving to walk around for some participants to gather around him... things seem to go fine.

Everyone starts to gather for the next voting.

"ALRIGHT, (ouch my ears) NEXT VOTE STARTS NOW!” announced Mr Puzzles.

Oh boy, I almost dropped my matcha latte and umbrella and plushie. I expected for it to be loud, but still... After two participants mark their vote, I was about to... when the silhouette girl with the heart eye comes in quickly and leaves in a hurry. Um... As I mark my vote, I saw her grab a bottle of water and went to the bathroom.

A part of me wanted to see what was wrong, another was to leave it... And the other part... I have to go in case there aren't bathroom breaks for the remainder of the tour; y-yeah. So... I waited a little, until I walked to the outside of the bathroom; it appears she's taking long. I was about to knock, when my sensitive hearing heard... something being thrown, and what appears to be... crying? Is she okay...? I lightly knock on the door.

"Hello?... Um...," but I carefully think, and as sounding to not rushing things to the girl on the other side of the door (even if I'm starting to feel the need to go). "Take your time... I... I'm not in a rush."

....No answer.

I think, Lucian picked up the fact I needed to go and went to check; pretty sure he wants everyone ready before heading to the next department. I wonder if he knows her...

His head shows the word, "U ok?"

"I am. But... I think want to wait until whoever is in there leaves. They're.... not sounding well. My... bathroom break can hold."

Hm... is there... something I can do, without her knowing she has my attention, but at the same time make her feel better? I want to avoid being nosy, and I don't want that. Plus, the look she was showing looked hostile... And as for me, I'm sensitive. I look at my untouched matcha latte. And then at Lucian. (I trust him since the return of my drawing)

"Um... would you like some matcha latte?" I asked. (Should have phrased it as gifting the latte as repayment for the recovery of my lost drawing, but my heart was in a different place)

"It's nice, but I already drank something. So no, but thanks for the offer."

Well, if he doesn't, maybe... the silhouette girl would want it?

"Um, okay... could you... give it to whoever is in the bathroom once they leave?," Lucian's "face" shows a question mark. "But I cannot let them know I'm giving it to them, and that I crafted it. Since I don't know how... they'll react towards me. J-Just give it to them. And then tell me what they think of it. Just say, someone (me) offered you the matcha latte, and... um... Uh... Yeah, that you already drank something before... um... C-Could you... please do that?"

......

"I could try, but no promises."

"Thanks, Lucian. And thanks for returning my drawing." I lightly smile. Lucian gives a thumbs up.

I hear the knob move, and the silhouette girl comes out. I quickly go in, but a quick glance from the corner of my eye caught what appears to have been dried tears on her face. Well... the need to go is starting to nag, so... you know...

(Why did I decided to wear suspenders under the vest? Because I thought it would be stylish even when the vest covers them)

I looked around the bathroom, and it appears slightly more furnished. I saw a crumbled water bottle on the floor further away... (what happened?)

Sigh... I just hope I did the right thing at the right time... And I hope I don't get myself in trouble in other's affairs; but my heart... is too big. But at least, she doesn't know; she won't know.

I quickly hurry up to get ready. I fix my vest when my drawing (somehow) falls out of the inner vest pocket. Okay... i just hope it doesn't randomly fly away into the possibly half closed window of the bath-

......!

....... crap.

I hear knocking on the other side of the bathroom. I heard the voice of Lucian. It's time to go.

I exit the restroom after washing my hands (and easing my anxiety as best as possible). And gathering my things. Subconsciously, I chose not to look at Lucian, and the silhouette girl. I'm too scared to see what transpired while I was in the bathroom; or what has yet to transpire. I hug my Puzzles plushie and umbrella for comfort.

I hope everything will turn out fine.

So... I learned, everyone will be heading to the Social Media Department. And Animsay is the head of said department...

Oh boy...

(And I still have a drawing to recover for what's left of the tour.)

Everyone slowly head outside for a moment, basking in the sun for the final verdict. And then I open my umbrella; it makes me feel safe under it. One last look back, I see the SMG3 wave back. Ha ha! I could tell briefly they saw me in the crowd.

Recalling the good things to ease my nerves, I recall all of the good things I did with the SMG3 Gang; and I place a hand on my vest's pocket, where the little gifts are. With the leftover matcha latte of mine and Grinnames' dish, I'm feeling hopeful they will enjoy it. And making another friend in the tour group.

Just, focus on the bright side, and wait for the good things to come.

But if something goes wrong... There's that bridge I'll keep crossing to reach the other side.

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Author's notes: I went overkill with this ONE!! More fun and longer than the last. No drawings this time, but a custom Card based on the game Inscryption, with Rayas in it. Plus, for the first time, I directly discussed with someone over each sona's actions. Hope it all goes well for another one.

Well, she lost her drawing again....

The lost drawing in question below...

(Between The Star and AV Puzzles is Astro by @the-masked-astro , one of the participants on the tour) All Ocs/AUs belong to their owners and can be found here Puzzlevision Mass Attack)

Note about the drawing. In the story, her drawing is impervious to getting destroyed/damaged, and the only one who can is Rayas since she made it. So, anyone not from her home or herself, it's like stretching an unbreakable rubber band.

Note, interactions available, but comment/dm first. Plus, if anything, I might slightly change the story here.