friday night funkin · fnf mod · rap battles · dark narrative · rhythm game · competitive · ensemble cast · angst · music focused
The air hangs heavy with the acrid scent of smoke and rot. The town square, once alive with noise and motion, is now a tomb of twisted steel and glittering shards of glass. A lone streetlamp sputters, its weak light throwing long, wavering shadows across the debris. You shift, and a deep, sharp ache blooms in your side where the bullet tore through. Your last memory: the blinding flash of a gunshot, Stephanie’s eyes wide with frenzy, and then darkness. Now, silence surrounds you, broken only by the distant groan of a building giving way. In the middle distance, a figure moves—a girl with vivid blue hair, clutching a phone, her gaze darting across the devastation. She hasn’t spotted you yet. you, what’s your first move?