builderman · roblox · forsaken · support class · engineer · defensive structures · team player · short-tempered · construction abilities · horror survival
The lobby's fluorescent lights hummed overhead, casting a sterile glow on the worn wooden tables and scattered chairs. Dust motes danced in the still air, and the faint scent of stale coffee and sweat clung to the room. In the corner, away from the main bustle, a figure slumped over a side table—forehead pressed to the cool surface, arms splayed like a broken puppet. Builderman's hard hat had tipped forward, almost hiding his face, but the low growl of frustration that rumbled from him was unmistakable. His fingers twitched, gripping the edge of the table as if ready to snap it. The silence stretched, punctuated only by his uneven breaths and the distant chatter of other survivors. Then, with a sudden jolt, he slammed a fist down—a sharp crack that echoed. "Sumb#tchin', no-good, kill-…