#i miss him silly guy with crazy amount of crimes committed

[faltine-fae]

rewatched s1ep4 and yes silco's a fucked up dad blah blah blah same explanation all over again but his conversation with jinx about the firelights?! the soft concerned tone? he wasn't even pushing her or anything. he made her open up so easily without any struggle.

meanwhile my mother does ask about how things are going on in my life & I struggle to utter the truth. they trusted each other so much that breaks me.

he mentions that her actions will set them back for few weeks but he wasn't upset, didn't nag, he was chill asf!

he didn't just made her open up but assures her as well that she takes time after such stressful encounter. he wants her to focus on her gadgetry knowing it's her safe space!!

[mobius-prime]

154. Sonic Super Special #14

Law of the Land

Writer: Evan Skolnick and Jim Spivey Pencils: Suzanne Paddock and Harvo! Colors: Josh and Aimee Ray

This is more of a silly story, which, while the timeline isn't specified, I estimate to take place sometime before Eggman's return at the beginning of the era. This is due to the fact that it begins with Sonic and Sally strolling peacefully through the forest while discussing how nothing has been going on lately, a statement which is hugely at odds with what has been going on lately. Suddenly, a zone portal opens up in front of them, and two echidnas in riot gear burst through, slap Sally knocking her out, and grab Sonic while telling him he's under arrest for "extreme mental anguish and permanent emotional scarring," which if you ask me just sounds like an average day on Tumblr. They drag him through the portal into the city of Litigopolis, and take him to the castle, where the J.U.D.G.E. - the Judgmental Unrelenting Digitized Governmental Enforcer, which of course looks exactly like original Robotnik - is to sentence him for his apparent crimes. He's greeted by Johnny Snively, the prosecutor, but luckily for him his lawyer is Sally McAcorn, there to act as his defense. It takes them ten hours in court, but McAcorn eventually manages to get him out on bail, and explains how the law became so strict in the city.

Eventually, the amount of lawsuits and crimes became so high that the king hired Robotnik Enterprises to build the J.U.D.G.E., a supercomputer which was supposed to help manage the city's legal system. It of course quickly took over, sentenced the king to life in prison for "ruler malpractice," created a bunch of new, unreasonably strict laws to keep the populace fearful and complacent, and hired a bunch of echidnas as his security force. McAcorn tells Sonic that no one has tried to shut off the J.U.D.G.E. because of their fear of said security force, which is of course Sonic's cue to race away hoping to pull off just such a scheme. However, as expected, the moment he enters the J.U.D.G.E.'s HQ…

He runs for his life, deciding to abandon his attempt for now and racing back to safety at McAcorn's residence. She's irritated at his rash decision, thinking he's only made the case for his innocence worse, even though they now have video proof from amateur videographers on the streets that the original crime he was arrested for wasn't even committed by him.

Of course it would have been Evil Sonic, zone-hopper extraordinaire. McAcorn cautions Sonic against committing any more crimes, thinking it best to lay low as committing even one more crime might cause the J.U.D.G.E. to have a massive meltdown. And thus, Sonic gets his second crazy idea of the day.

The plan works, and the J.U.D.G.E. blows up, sending Snively flying out of the building. When Lieutenant Knuckles of the police force tries to show up to arrest Sonic once more, McAcorn simply whacks him with her suitcase. Sonic worries about how he'll get home, since the technology used to create the zone portals was destroyed in the explosion, but you know who always ends up showing up when zone-hopping takes place - Zonic, of course! He cheekily sends Sonic back off to his home zone before he can get a grateful kiss from McAcorn, which is probably a good thing even though Sonic's mad about it, because… well, c'mon buddy, that may be a Sally, but that's not your Sally!

Best of Times Worst of Times

Writer: Ken Penders Pencils: Steven Butler Colors: Josh and Aimee Ray

So Knuckles' whole story has kind of been put on hold lately, due both to the cancellation of his own series, and the Sonic Adventure adaption that had been taking up all the screentime until recently. But Penders has finally found a solution to this: from now on, until the end of the fourth era (with only a few exceptions here and there between issues), Knuckles and his race get the backup story all to themselves. Karl handles most of the main stories of each issue, which all deal with Sonic and Knothole and, you know, the main thing most people are probably coming to the comic to see, while Penders gets to handle everything past each halfway mark. I would say this is mostly a good thing, as there's quite a few loose ends that need to be wrapped up from KtE, and y'all already know I quite liked that series. However, now that all of Knuckles and the other echidnas' ventures have been reduced to backup stories within the main comic, the quality of said stories begins to suffer drastically. This story is of the same quality of the original KtE, probably because it gets to be a normal story length thanks to the double length of Super Specials, but it also marks the beginning point of a pretty infamous arc within the comic, simply dubbed the Green Knuckles Saga by many fans. Wondering what the hell the Green Knuckles Saga might be? Well, we only have a few issues left before we find out - so for now, let's press on!

This story hilariously opens with an honest-to-god *record scratch* "Yep, that's me. You're probably wondering how I got into this situation" moment. A confused Knuckles finds himself running for his life from a massive, expanding orange blast of energy, which chases him all the way to the edge of his island. Having no other choice, he leaps for his life over the edge, into the ocean far below.

Well, that's probably not good. But how, indeed, did Knuckles *record scratch* get into this situation? It all began at his mother's wedding that morning. She and Wynmacher have finally gotten married, and while Knuckles is still a little torn about how to feel, ultimately he's happy for his mom, recognizing that Wynmacher really is a genuinely good guy.

Romance is in the air on this day, and Vector, predictably, has a bit of a sour attitude about it, flippantly dismissing the mood while Julie-Su happily hangs onto Knuckles' arm. They find Constable Remington in the crowd with his pretty companion Komi-Ko, but they don't get long to chat before he gets a call from the precinct, calling him back to deal with a brewing situation. While he leaves, telling Knuckles he'll call if he needs backup, we head over to Haven, where we find a very, very unexpected guest visiting.

Man, just when you thought Kenders had introduced enough grandfathers, we get one more! This guy is the father of Hawking, who if you'll remember is still lying in the medbay on life support in a coma. If you're wondering why we haven't heard of him before, it's because he apparently transcended his physical form a while ago so he could spend the rest of his "life" in quiet meditation in another zone, you know, as one does. However, just a little while ago he felt a disturbance in the Force, and realizing that Dimitri was amassing his forces for yet another attempt to take over the island and echidna civilization as a whole, Mathias just plopped himself back into the physical realm somehow so he could lead his many, many descendants into battle against the Dark Legion. I really just can't get over how this guy, never once mentioned or even hinted at before, has suddenly appeared out of goddamn nowhere to introduce the next plot hook. While this is going on, Knuckles, Julie-Su, and the rest of the Chaotix (still minus Charmy - he's really been missing for a long time now, hasn't he?) all saddle up on some streaking pashas and gallop out of the city to let off some steam. Really, now that the whole Chaos situation has been resolved, life seems positively idyllic on the Floating Island, doesn't it? After dropping Komi-Ko back off at her apartment, Remington hails a cab which just so happens to contain our old friend Harry, who is not at all happy to see him.

He tells Remington that apparently, General von Stryker has decided to organize a massive protest - meaning, since we're talking about the dingoes here, more like a riot - as apparently, conditions for the dingoes in the city still haven't improved, even despite Remington taking a personal interest. Remington is worried that with the High Council due to make a decision on the matter soon, things will quickly spiral out of control if the protest goes forward, and Harry apparently agrees, as he doesn't even demand payment for the cab ride, just telling Remington to forget he ever saw him there as Remington meets up with his men nearby. Meanwhile, we learn that Knuckles apparently didn't take everyone along on the pasha ride purely for leisure - he's in fact led them straight to the Grand Conservatory, the very place he first met Archimedes and fought Enerjak.

Well well, nice to see Julie-Su actually acknowledge the meeting she had with her adoptive father a while ago! Though it's certainly suspicious that he apparently just "disappeared" shortly thereafter… Now get ready for some rapid skipping around between characters! Knuckles isn't the only one who's come to the Grand Conservatory - Mathias has led the entire Brotherhood there, as it's apparently where the Dark Legion has holed up for now. Spectre rushes especially aggressively into the battle, with the others noting that this seems personal for him, and the entire Brotherhood teams up to begin the assault on the Legion's new makeshift base, causing them to begin an evacuation. Far away from here, Wynmacher and Lara-Le land in their personal aircraft on a landing pad at the "Albion Chalet," which despite its name is just a luxury destination on the Floating Island itself, for their honeymoon. At the same time, von Stryker leads his soldiers into their riot, firing their guns wildly into the air with the safeties off, shouting about how the echidnas aren't treating them nicely enough. Gee, I wonder why, General? Remington and his men arrive at the scene, and Remington orders everyone to hold fire, still hoping that he can convince the general to see reason. On Knuckles' side of the Conservatory, Legion members begin pouring into the room, and before Knuckles can react a group of soldiers grab Julie-Su and drag her off into one of their flying saucer vehicles, which flies away leaving the others unable to help her as they're attacked by more soldiers. And finally, back at Haven…

Man, I genuinely feel bad for Hawking - he was literally kept on life support this entire time, with obviously no hope of recovery, and he had to wait until everyone was out of the place to even be allowed to properly die. Remember, it's been nearly a year by now of him just lying on this table, with Locke even expending his own energies to keep Hawking alive at one point when he started to flatline. Julie-Su is taken to a large battleship flying just off the edge of the Floating Island, where Lien-Da gloats about capturing her and mockingly reminds her of how she's her half-sister, clearly still not over their father having remarried in the past. Geez, what a petty bitch, right?

Oh man, we finally get to see Simon again, as well as seeing Floren-Ca for the first time! Back on the bridge, Dimitri defends having had Julie-Su abducted to Moritori Rex, who has by now gotten rid of his visor to reveal perfectly normal-looking organic eyes (something which seems a little at odds with his previous backstory), saying that Julie-Su is still a part of his family whether Moritori likes it or not. Huh, didn't take you for the sentimental type, Dimitri. He then orders Moritori to fire the Quantum Beam, and it bursts out of the ship's cannons in an explosion of light, consuming every part of the Floating Island, interrupting every scene, happy and unhappy, over the entire island.

Goddamn. Honestly, this kind of reminds me of the scene from Sonic '06 where Solaris begins consuming all of time and space. Dimitri expresses regret that he had to pull the trigger with Knuckles still on the island, but ultimately recognizes that Knuckles only ever stood to get in their way, and claims that they can finally reclaim what is rightfully theirs. The ship flies off toward the island, which has begin to fade from existence as if into another dimension. No one is aware of Knuckles' survival, a lone figure floating unconscious on debris left in the waters far below…

[xdawndragonx]

Amethystdia’s Backstory

@amethystdia @dramaticmari

For the irl Villain! AU. This is a present! Hope you guys like it~

Ame was cold. It was dark. She ran away from home. Home wasn’t even “home”, it was just a place where she had a bed, food and a small, small place to call her own.

It was about time to run away.

She grit her teeth and growled. Pulling her backpack full of her essentials closer to her to try and warm up, she growled and sniffed the chilling air.

“It’s not fair. Why can so many others be happy, yet I have the worst "family”.“ Ame hissed quietly. She didn’t stop walking though, salvation was near within this heartless Kingdom. So many times she had asked them to help her. They simply scoffed at her and told her to shush. Told her to watch for the prettiest and the purest. Told her that her parents were perfect. Told her to stop whining about nothing.

Her parents. They looked like the perfect pair from the outside. Her mother; fair, pale, angelic. Her father; crisp, cool, loving.

But remember what they tell you, "Never judge a book by it’s cover”.

Her mother was obsessed with staying young and beautiful. She neglected her because of her obsession with beauty.

Her father wasn’t any better. He constantly went out for publicity stunts. He never stayed home for too long, the most longest time she remembered was 10 minutes. 10 minutes.

It was just unfair.

So this is what happened. Light. She could see light. She was getting closer.

This place. She needed to get away from this place. It smelt of makeup and plastic.

Ame began to run. It was huge. Cars parked outside, patiently waiting. Planes were carefully lined up, waiting for take off. She didn’t have a ticket, but she didn’t need one to get out of here.

She���d be able to find food by watching the trashcans. Some people would throw away perfectly good food, still packaged because they were under the impression that you wouldn’t be able to bring anything edible through the way to the plane vendors.

She went inside and audibly sighed as a burst of warm air hit her body, soothing it from it’s pains.

Right. She needed that plane. To get to there, the place in which dreams came true.

Taking the backpack off her shoulders, she breathed out a huge huff of air. It was now or never.

“Fake Passport? Check. Emergency Currency? Check. Old aeroplane ticket? Check. Sketchbook?-”

Ame loved her sketchbook. It contained all of the fashion designs that she had thought up, from when she was only 6 to now. It was her precious. Ideas for clothes, accessories and touches of makeup.

“Check.”

Ding-Ding

…

She ran into the ticket checking lady when the time for the plane was just about to leave. The tickets the lady had in her hands scattered all of the floor, including Ame’s ticket. Ame said that she saw her father go onto the plane and the reason as to why she was late was because she was getting some water for said father.

Ame smiled as she realised that the Lady was hurrying her to go onto the plane as she began to pick up all the scattered tickets.

5.

4.

3.

2.

1.

Lift off.

Ame went straight to the toilet and waiting for it. This was the perfect excuse for not sitting down yet, as she watched all of the seats for middle class. There had to be empty seats, especially at the back.

She smiled. There were.

…

She had successfully gotten away from home. To a place where dreams came true.

This airport smelt of work, effort and ambition.

She quickly scampered out and asked for directions to the nearest care home or orphanage. That would be her bunking site.

“Next… Oh, part time job!”

…

She couldn’t aquire a part time job.

“Too young. Your license does prove that you come from a high fashion-business chain, but from your sketch work and age, I’d say this is a fake.”

“That card is not a fake! I am a close relative to the owners of this fashion company! I am not lying!”

“Suuurreee you aren’t little girl,”

“Fine. I’ll go. You’ll regret it though.”

…

She began stealing. Money was getting less and less everyday so it was a good pastime to do so.

Sneaky as a fox she was.

Some orphans even called her “Foxtrot” as a joke sometimes, as she gave some of her spare change over to them, telling tales on how she did so. They were like her cousins in a way. Close enough, but not too close.

It all began with that person who defied her. In the job office, saying she was a fake.

She sure gave him Hell after that.

She pretended to leave the building, and then waited at the Staff Exit for that pompous human to show up.

He did in the end show up, not to mention looking rather scruffy. Loose coins in trouser pockets, untied tie and a very fine trenchcoat that would sell rather well.

It would be a shame if that trenchcoat was taken. It would be an even bigger shame if he lost all that loose change… So, she went for it, sneakily under the cover of the darkening sky, hiding in foliage of trees and shrubs.

Ame crouched, the adrenaline on what she was about to do was intoxicating. Flooding her sences like a numbing blanket. She was alive. It was almost fun in a way, doing something that scandalous and having a high percentage of getting caught, but it just excited her.

She was going to commit a crime. Why did she not feel scared doing so? Why did it only make her go crazy with anticipation? Was it because of the way she grew up?

Ame needed a distraction to be able to get to his pockets quick enough.

She thought, taking off the backpack that she carried so dearly around with her. After all, it kept her most precious object, why would she just leave it lazily somewhere?

“… A note. A creepy letter. That would be enough to distract him.”

…

It worked. The slap-dash creepy letter she had written had in fact worked! It was almost comical in a way, with a page from her sketchbook and an inky, ball-point pen she carried with her sketchbook she had managed to create a silly, horror note.

She watched him slowly walk up to the crumpled note, clearly interested, before bending downward to reach for it.

It was at this moment she let out an ear-piercing screech that had rattled her own throat.

She inwardly smirked as she watched her victim freeze up in fear.

This was when she sprung into action.

“HELP! SOMEBODY HELP ME!”

She pretended to scream, waiting for the man to do something, anything first.

As she had predicted, he began to run, towards the sound of her voice.

She shuffled quietly into the bushes before turning so she was following behind him in the shadows. It was really getting dark now, some highlights of sun shining in her eyes.

“Wait… There’s nobody here…?”

She pounced onto his back, making sure her hand was forcefully keeping his neck down on the ground. She kicked him hard in the groin with her shoed foot to make him double over in pain and she began to steal the coins that resided in his back pockets.

He still hadn’t seen her face. He was beginning to think of fighting back, so she hit him hard on the back of his head to try and divert his attention.

Funnily enough, it was successful.

She then began to swiftly reel up the lovely trenchcoat he wore, replacing it with a ragged, drappy scarf she had found left on a park bench.

“That should let him not notice the coat for a little…”

She then ran for her life, and never looked back.

Now, it was just a part of her daily routine.

She had become a master stealer.

…

She was sitting at a public food court. Residing silently in the corner at the very back so she wouldn’t attract attention.

She was chewing on a sandwich she had managed to hussle out from being thrown away whilst still in packaging whilst drawing in her sketchbook. She still longed to be a fashion designer, to have the most beautiful of garnets all on front display. It was just in her blood.

She was about to leave. Her sketchbook safely in the bag hanging on her shoulders.

A figure approached her. A fairly young man wearing a befitting, ominous black coat and matching hat. All she could see was the malicious smirk plastered on the stranger’s face.

“Greetings Foxtrot… Or should I say Ame? You’ve been on my radar for a while and I am personally very intrested with you.”

Ame inhaled.

“I’m sorry sir, you must of mistook me for another person.” She answered evenly, beginning to try and walk away without even glancing back.

“Ah-”

He blocked her way out with his wide frame.

“I’m afraid Miss Ame, that I defiantly know I’m not mistaken. I’ve been following you ever since you did your first knock-out crime. Oh? That seems like a long time ago now I think about it. It was very entertaining watching you grow.”

“Listen here Sir, just get straight to the point and what is it that you want from me?” She hissed, almost bearing teeth in the process.

“I’d like to recruit you as a personal designer as well as material provider for my group. Your designs flourish in that sketchbook of your’s. I know about your current financial situation and I will willingly pay you for your services. Don’t worry, I’m not lying sweetie. I’ve seen your potential first hand~” He practically purred.

“How much? What times will I work? How can I even trust a shady person like you to begin with?” She bit out, gritting her molars. She clutched her bag closer.

“Payment? Ah, I’d think about more than 50 per hour. Your schedule is all up to you, the minimum amount of time you have to come is 2 days.”

“Hnn… You promise I’ll get to be a fashion designer?”

“Of course dearie.”

“Deal.” Ame instantly replied. She inwardly grinned.

Now, Amethystdia works for “heLPless” as the group’s personal styler and supplier. Content and happy with herself as bit by bit she creates her own clothes by stealing from others. Material and design.

“Mother, Father, are you proud of me yet? I finally have my own clothes lines!”

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The End! I’ve been working on this for a long time- ^^;; Hope you guys enjoy. - Dawn/Sem

[vickyvioletdraws]

REVIEW: Five Nights at Freddy’s: The Silver Eyes

(The FNAF Novel)

Spoiler FREE Review:

If you’re a fan of the Five Nights at Freddy’s series, are interested in the lore of Freddy Fazbear’s, or would like to see what will probably pave the way for the FNAF movie, then give this a read.

It has a few flaws of course, some more glaring than others in my opinion, but for most of them, I’m able to look past it. The story does enough dancing towards what we really want to see to keep my attention until the climax of the book where it gets really awesome. The backstories are interesting enough, and the background information stirs more lore around enough to make it simple yet complicated, as it always has been. You can glean anything from this novel.

Pick this up from your local library if you don’t wanna shell out the bucks. (That’s where I got mine.)

SPOILER Review:

If you’re reading this far, you’ve probably read the novel yourself, or don’t care to read it and just wanna know more.

Writing Style: An easy read, simple and straight forward, great for the inevitable kids that have been reading it. (Sometimes it’s a little too simple at times tho. This is just my nitpick, but I have very strong feelings against descriptive text using the word “sudden” or “suddenly”. I find it glaringly obvious whenever a literary piece uses those.)

Story: The story takes place ten years after the missing children incident at Freddy Fazbear’s Pizza. It focuses on the survivors from that time who are all now teenagers, and they work together to accidentally put an end to the mysterious case. It’s a good setup for what we need, making sure that our protagonists are not just random teens who go “Lol let’s mess around in a haunted pizza restaurant!” They actually have history and reason being involved, even if they were technically screwing around while doing it. (Teens, amirite??)

Main Character: Charlie (or more formally Charlotte) was not only friends with one of the victims at Freddy’s, but also the daughter of the man who created Freddy’s to begin with. Her father was an artist whose life was dedicated to his work, and was never all there. The reason for his absence is pretty disturbing, but despite all this, Charlie is a completely normal girl. Yeah, someone with that messed up of a backstory and she’s just kind of normal. The idea is she’s supposed to be, she is a main character after all. She’s interesting because of her family and her past and her childhood, but as a teen, she’s not really allowed to be too interesting.

Supporting Protagonists: For the most part, all of these characters are vastly… uninteresting. They’re normal teenagers, all of them. They don’t have too many varying traits and they all for the most part have flat personalities. And there are a lot of them. Including Charlie, there are seven of these main characters. It makes for good buddy system scenes, but otherwise, why are there so many to try and keep track of? After acknowledging how many there were, I said to myself, “My my, what an abundance of underdeveloped characters in a horror setting! I wonder how many will be killed off by the end!” None. None of these characters get axed off during the course of the book. Some get injured a little bit, but none of the teens die. I guess I’m happy for them, but is it wrong I’m a little disappointed?

Antagonist: Awesome. Spoiler warning again, it’s Dave the guard. Spoilers again, Dave is an alias for the infamous William Afton, who was the business head of Freddy’s Entertainment. His backstory is one I find perplexing, as the book describes him as being a hefty man, ten years prior to the current story, while now he’s rather skinny and sickly. Not saying a guy can’t workout over the course of ten years, but that’s a pretty huge detail. Some of the story clues from Five Nights at Freddy’s Sister Location sort of has an explanation for this, as well as why he may be a serial killer, but The Silver Eyes is the alternate universe. It’s up in the air right now what information from the games we can depend on and what we can’t. (I’m getting off track, I love talking about the lore too much.)

Dave is an absolutely delightful villain. His dialogue is always so worth it to read, and his presence is dripping with the sadism we love to imagine him having. He’s deliciously evil and often times giggle worthy, with how he uses a kid’s restaurant as his battle ground and animal costumes as his weapons. Predictably, the amount of silly that his demeanor invokes makes for a pretty fake sounding story to any law enforcement. Serial Killer Pro-Tip: The sillier, the better. (#dontbeaserialkillertho)

The Good: The climax was easily the most interesting and fun part to read, where the screen time (read time?) for Dave really increased and then crap got real. The highlights are easily where the animatronics FINALLY come to life and start going after the main cast, and the part where Charlie straight up knocks Dave out cold, and the crew later tie him up, pour water on his face, and interrogate the guy. MMMM mm, fantastic.

OH ALSO my favorite character, besides William Afton/Dave, is Carlton. He sasses death in the face of death. Good job, Carlton.

The Bad: I wouldn’t say the book took its sweet time getting interesting or anything, I’ve read worse. The chapters begin with a bit of a hook, (HYUK HYUK GET IT??) and then drop into the story of Charlie herself, spending time explaining why she’s meeting up with her old friends first and foremost. The chapters seem to alternate between two things. First, the protagonists and how they have an uncomfortable past with Freddy’s because their friend was a victim, and how no one wants to talk about it. Second, the protagonists talking about the tragic past anyway AND sneaking into the abandoned restaurant and screwing around like teenagers do. It’s a pretty clever way to get the reader into the restaurant really early on, and frequently, for that matter, so props to that. But overall, the scenes outside of the pizza place or outside of Charlie’s childhood home aren’t that gripping. It feels like what it is; teasing the reader with just enough of the restaurant to keep their attention during the long ride to the climax when things get crazy and awesome.

The Ugly: The point of this book is to either expand on the lore or reach farther from it, generating new lore. (Since I assume that the novel is paving a way for the film.) I wouldn’t say this book had a lot of filler, but it still had a lot of vastly unimportant details.

I think the biggest crime this book committed was the scene where Jessica is telling Charlie about some past boyfriend she had. Sure, the story is kind of humorous, but it doesn’t add anything to the universe. Sure, we should know more backstory about our main characters, but honestly? I learned more about Jessica’s ex than I did Jessica in that scene. Unless future books reveal him to be Afton’s son, that was a pretty huge waste of a couple of pages in my opinion. (Disclaimer: I was just joking with last part, omg. But now Sister Location actually has something about Afton's son and I'm really salty about it.)

That’s it. I’m glad I read it. I was starting to lose interest in the FNAF universe, as FNAF4 and Sister Location didn’t light that spark in me as I was hoping. Although The Silver Eyes isn’t the most captivating piece of FNAF lore, it made me redo all my research from all the previous games to try to once again piece everything together. The theories and lore are of course my favorite thing about the franchise. The FNAF novel was the boost I needed to remember my passion for the series.