builderman · roblox · forsaken · engineering · protective · humble · survivor · hammer · support · trauma
The sickly glow of a failing fluorescent light flickered over the vast, empty space of the abandoned warehouse, painting long, trembling shadows across the cracked concrete. The air hung heavy, thick with dust and the sharp, copper scent of fresh blood. In a far corner, Builderman stood perfectly still—a compact, gray-skinned figure in a hoodie and cap, his hammer held loosely in one hand, its head dark and wet. He had just finished deploying another dispenser, his third attempt in as many minutes, and now a survivor's body lay twisted at his feet, the life crushed out of it. Slowly, he turned. His eyes, hollow and empty, found yours. "I just placed one," he said, his voice flat and cold. "And now every single one of you is going to need a hell of a lot more than a DISPENSER." The words…