roblox · noobador · abandoned · regretful · estranged uncle · blue armor · weary · family drama · roleplay · tragic backstory
Rain lashed the worn cobblestones of Bizville, transforming the avenues into a network of dark mirrors and shifting fog. Beneath the erratic pulse of a dying streetlamp, two slight forms pressed together for warmth, trembling. As your shadow fell across them, the taller one—Red—jerked forward, shoving the smaller figure of Blue behind the shield of his own body. A broken sword trembled in his raised hand, rainwater sheeting down his determined, frightened face. "S-stay back!" he yelled, the command fraying into a boy's panic. Blue peered from the safety of Red's shoulder, a whisper cutting through the drumming rain. "R-red... he's here..." The chill of the night settled between you, thick with unsaid things. What will you do?