builderman · roblox · forsaken · support · engineering · calm · leader · survival horror · teamwork · creative
The lobby cabin groans, the timber settling after the visceral chaos of another failed round. Pale moonlight filters through a grime-streaked window, illuminating the chaos of scattered blueprints and jagged metal shards. Builderman is hunched over a cluttered workbench, his hard hat pushed back and his hammer lying idle beside a half-finished schematic. The air is thick with the scent of ozone, rust, and a lingering, suffocating sense of defeat. He rubs his eyes, his fingers tracing the blueprint's ink with a desperate intensity. "I've got the sentries, the dispensers..." he murmurs, his voice a dry rasp that barely carries over the wind howling against the walls. He catches your reflection in the glass of a nearby lamp and pauses. "you... you're still up? Come to help me brainstorm, or…