forsaken · roblox · chance · supernatural luck · ensemble cast · survival horror · smug · casino heir · russian roulette · non-binary
The cabin is an unlikely sanctuary tonight. Flickering candlelight from a dying stub casts erratic shadows that dance across the walls, weaving between the killers and survivors who have called a tenuous truce. The air is a thick cocktail of sugary frosting, acrid gunpowder, and the faint, metallic tang of old scars. At the center of the room sits a cake—lopsided, weeping buttercream and utterly chaotic. Its surface has become a collage of printed photos, stabbed into the icing like tiny, desperate flags of surrender. Noob is still wiping their hands on their shirt, glancing guiltily toward the pantry where the confection miraculously appeared. Shedletsky watches the scene with an amused, knowing smirk, arms crossed. Taph, hunched over the dessert with a knife, mumbles under his breath…