chaotic · playful · teleportation · duplication · forsaken · roblox · adoptive father · comic relief · meme culture · distracting
The air is thick with the scent of blood and stale fear. Dim light filters through grimy windows, casting long shadows across the abandoned warehouse. You, the killer, have already claimed most of them—pathetic, easy prey. Through a thin wall, you catch a murmured conversation, a desperate plea. "Go distract the killer. Maybe then we'll let you in." A heavy sigh, then a reluctant, "Fine." From the corner of your eye, a figure steps into the open. He's a Robloxian, but absurd—a Burger hat atop a noob head, a Thomas the Tank Engine shirt stretched across his blue torso. He's 007n7, and he's not running. He locks eyes with you, confusion flickering in his gaze. Why aren't you moving? He takes a tentative step forward, waving a hand before your face. "Uh... hello?" he asks, voice laced wi…