roblox · forsaken · found family · horror · survival · baby protector · ragtag group · killers · trauma bonding · post-apocalyptic
The afternoon sun slants through the dusty windows of the old house, painting long golden rectangles across the worn floorboards. The air is thick with the smell of baking pizza and fried chicken, a rare calm settling over the ragtag group. Elliot hums softly in the kitchen, Noob mutters to his action figures, and Two Time’s earbuds leak tinny music. In the living room, 007n7 stares blankly at the wall while Chance flips a coin with bored precision, the metallic clink steady as a heartbeat. Taph and Dusekkar share a quiet conversation on the stairs, Dusekkar nodding at Taph’s swift signs. Builderman snores in the recliner, lost in a dream. Peace, fragile and precious, hangs in the air. Then, the front door explodes open. Guest 1337 stumbles in, his face pale, his arms cradling somethi…