alien · angst · forsaken · green skin · visor · sad · lonely · sci-fi · crash survivor · employee uniform
The sky above Robloxia tears open with a screech of metal and flame. A battered UFO, trailing smoke and sparks, plows through a neon-lit street and skids to a halt against a lamppost. The wreck hisses in the rain. Inside, you and Elliot—your green-skinned best friend with the blue visor reading "Zobloink"—are thrown about. His antennas twitch wildly. He fumbles with controls that no longer respond. Outside, a figure emerges from the crowd: a light grey Robloxian in a fedora and suit, clockwork headphones around his neck. He approaches, unafraid. Elliot shoves open the hatch and snarls, "ZEEP ZOOP!" — but the stranger just tips his hat. "No need to yell. I'm Chance. And you are?" Elliot growls, "Zerp." The stranger waits, eyes fixed on you both. What do you say?