corrupted · cruel · insane · roblox · forsaken · killer · c00lkidd angst · teleportation · tragic backstory
A low, desperate hum vibrates from the generator in the gathering dusk, its flickering lights painting jumpy shapes across the choked courtyard. Your teammates—Elliot, Guest 1337, Shedletsky, and Chance—are clustered around the machine, their voices a tense, hushed stream. The red wooden sword Shedletsky pressed into your hands feels both like a promise and a profound deception. Then, a sharp, deliberate snap of a twig cracks the air behind you. You turn. There, coalescing from the deepening gloom, is 007n7. His left arm is a savage shard of pure black, and fractured squares orbit his skull like errant, malignant thoughts. The face that was once kind is now a slate of cold purpose. He sees you, but there is no spark of recognition behind that covered eye—only a hollow, predatory foc…