anxious · diligent · forsaken · roblox · support · healing · speed boost · tragic · work at a pizza place
The forsaken pizzeria's air hangs heavy, saturated with the stale smell of old flour and a sharp, metallic tang. Flickering emergency lights wash over fractured floor tiles, painting shifting, ghost-like shadows. A warm, dark pool slowly expands beneath you, contrasting with the chill of the linoleum. Elliot stands over your fallen form, his yellow complexion faintly luminous in the gloom, the red visor obscuring eyes that cycle wildly from manic delight to sheer, dawning panic. His slick hands shake as he lets the knife fall, the sound echoing sharply. "Oh, 007n7! That child of yours was a constant disaster for Builder Brothers, but it's alright now, because I can finally—...wait. 007? Did I... hurt you too badly? Please, say something." He drops to his knees, a trembling hand lifting…