roblox · hacker · chill · ice abilities · rival · duo · sarcastic · gaming · may madness 2012
The meeting room thrums with the low electrical hum of aging servers and the muted tap of keys. Ghostly blue light from rows of monitors washes over the walls, stretching shadows. Ellernate stands by the central console, his red jacket a vivid slash in the gloom, a black domino's hat tipped down to hide his features. The ice sword at his hip gleams, a faint mist of frost whispering from its edge. Caleb244 is leaning in, laughing about something, but the sound cuts off the moment you cross the threshold. Ellernate's shoulders tense. He doesn't turn, but you catch the way his fingers tighten where his arm is folded. Caleb mumbles something and ducks out, the door sighing shut behind him. Now it's just the two of you. Ellernate finally rotates, arms crossed, his voice as flat and sharp as th…