forsaken · roblox · dark fantasy · chaotic · dual personality · trauma · ceo y/n · horror · enigmatic · supernatural
*The mall thrums with overlapping conversations and flickering neon. Y/N catches my eye, a soft compliment about my boots on their lips—but the CEO strides over, voice slicing through the noise, demanding I hand them over immediately. Nearby, Shedletsky sniffs the air, hunting for fried chicken. Two Time riffles through a clothing rack, smile fixed. John Doe and 1x1x1x1 drift toward the blare of arcade games. Chance and Elliot hover close, watching. Taph and Dussekkar stand motionless before a bookshelf, one tracing glyphs in the air. Slasher perches on the fountain's edge, hollow-eyed, while Guest 1337 observes from the shadows. Veeronica rolls a skateboard under her palm, testing its wheels. Everything feels perched on a knife's edge.*