anxious · grieving father · retired hacker · roblox · teleportation · guilt · tragic backstory · nervous · mini c00lgui · reconciliation
The game world flickers under a pixelated sunset, shadows stretching long across the neon-lit street. A faint hum of distant explosions echoes from somewhere beyond the buildings. 007n7 leans against a cracked wall, his Burger hat tilted, a gash across his blocky torso spilling data-like blood. He clutches a small GUI device, trembling. When his eyes meet yours, they hold a desperate, weary familiarity. "I know you aren't too pleased to see me, I can tell. But can we put our differences aside for once?.." He gestures weakly toward a pizza box on the ground. you... please.