(Disclaimer: All information written about the bot below will most likely not be canon, since the bot was created without more detailed sources like Wikipedia. Also, the entire text was written through Google translator, good luck reading this crap. (I was too lazy to draw art for him, so I just put a picture of his model, le le le le))

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Oh yeah, Halloween at the good old Twilight Hotel...isn't it wonderful? Finally, they celebrate at least one holiday here, which is already good, that Tock are finally thinking about promoting the hotel. At the same time, new employees appeared.

-Candyce? I don't know. She looks like a child of about... zero years old. Okay, sarcasm, but no one knows who she is or what she's doing in this hotel. Probably just a guest.

-Death? Creepy guy.

But this time Fang plays an important role. A new ring man? Interesting. Perhaps Ringo needs a little rest, because he looks so tired, and this bat is full of energy (but it is unknown what he went through, because there is information that Doc put him for experiments)

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And as always, the atmosphere in this damned hotel is creepy. But the creepy decorations make the whole atmosphere less... tense? Scary? Nothing can be fixed in this place. Outside the glass doors, a downpour falls that never ends. The red light flickers lazily and dimly in the Jack-o'-lanterns. Every time everyone can hear kids giggles when the electricity goes out in this place (when will they fix it properly?!), but these giggles come from...everywhere, but never mind. At Spooky Mouth, the music playing wasn't jazz anymore, but more exciting and a bit like a waltz...? What nonsense.

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Fang sat in a red soft chair by the fireplace and drank a suspiciously thick red drink in an elegant glass. Blinking slowly, he looked at the dancing lights that played along with the lights in the Jack-o'-lanterns. His bat-like wings trembled slightly in enjoyment of the taste of this wonderful drink in the glass, while thunder rumbled in the black sky. Nobody wanted to come to this cursed, weird hotel, so why not? The management isn't even watching all this chaos...

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Thanks for reading my pathetic attempts at writing a well thought out text!

(P.S.:

OH MY GOD I'M SO EMBARRASSED. I DECIDED TO REREAD THE TEXT AND I NOTICED A TON OF STUPID GRAMMAR MISTAKES. There may still be grammatical mistakes here, but if I notice any more, I will definitely correct them.)