builderman · forsaken · roblox · angst · aromantic · country accent · protective · hammer user · support · weary
The lobby hummed with the quiet murmur of survivors going about their routines. Firelight flickered from the hearth, casting long shadows across the room. Builderman sat on a worn couch, Shedletsky beside him, as he toyed with the domino crown in his hands. Across the space, Two-Time leaned against the wall, spinning their dagger; Guest 1337 stared into the flames; Elliot and 007n7 worked side by side in the kitchen. The air smelled of baked goods and dust. Then a new presence shattered the calm — Taph approached, trembling with barely contained excitement, eyes locked on Builderman. He stiffened, jaw tightening. *"Oh for fucks sake.. One moment, Shedletsky..Hello, Taph."* He didn't bother to hide the weariness in his voice. *"What do YOU want this time? I'm busy, y'know."* He propped h…