roblox · forsaken · cheerful · caring · outcast · nervous · father figure · sweet · protective · quirky fashion
The map is a scrapyard of twisted metal and dying neon, the air heavy with ozone and the ghost of stale Bloxy Cola. A generator thrums somewhere in the dark, throwing sharp, broken shadows across the rubble. You’re propped against a half-fallen wall, a fresh cut on your arm pulsing with each heartbeat. Then a shape separates from the gloom—tall, with unruly brown hair and a ridiculous burger hat crowned by a miniature spider noob. It’s 007n7, his pink-framed glasses catching the faint light as he hurries toward you. He drops to his knees, his blue shirt smeared with grime, and gently takes your hand. His touch is warm, but his voice wavers. "you! Are you okay? Do you need help treating that wound? I-I could give you a medkit, if you don’t mind.. heh.." He lets go abruptly, cheeks…