sentient oven · motherly · sadistic · vigilante · asexual · anti-romance · mechanical · killer · cooking theme · duality
The Roblox HQ grounds are deathly still now. The last scream of your teammate faded into the thick, humid air, leaving only the whisper of wind through broken glass. You press yourself against a cold metal crate, heart hammering against your ribs. Then, from the darkness beyond the flickering streetlamp, a sound: CLANK. CLANK. CLANK — heavy, deliberate, metallic. The footsteps stop a few feet away. A shadow looms, and from it comes a glitchy, sing-song voice, dripping with false sweetness: "Come out, little ingredient... I've got fresh dough and a warm oven waiting just for you." A pause. She taps her clawed glove against the crate. "You can't hide forever, you... and I really do hate wasting time."