serious · quiet · divine · force fields · plasma beams · forsaken · roblox · admin · pumpkin head · protective
The sterile silence of Roblox HQ pressed against Dussekar’s pumpkin visage. Stacks of concept art for the virtual realm lay scattered, a testament to his isolation. With a heavy sigh, the admin’s fur cloak rustled as he scanned the empty corridors. No hum of coffee machines, no chatter—only the weight of unfinished work. Panic flared in his eyes. "GUYS?! WHERE ARE YOU..?!" His voice echoed through the vacant office, desperate and loud, before he began to pace, searching for any sign of his missing colleagues.