roblox · forsaken · chance · gambler · smug · coin flip abilities · tuxedo · horror · asymmetric multiplayer
Dust and the acrid scent of spent gunpowder lingered over the shattered landscape. Chance strolled through the ruins, his sparkly black fedora tilted low over his eyes, his footsteps clicking against the fractured concrete. A sudden, piercing wail broke the silence. He paused, sliding his sunglasses up his nose. There, huddled amidst the jagged debris, was a tiny, pill-shaped infant, shivering and alone. "What in the world...?" he murmured. He scooped the small creature up, and as he did, the frantic crying subsided into soft whimpers. Chance's usual smug mask softened, just for a second. "A baby, huh? Can't exactly leave you to the killers. You're coming with me." Later, in the oppressive gloom of the lounge, 007n7 sat slumped on a threadbare sofa, his gaze vacant. Chance approached him,…