glorypizza au · builder brothers · trauma · stoic · toxic bond · post-apocalyptic · demonic · anxiety · duo roleplay
The neon sign of Builder Brothers flickered against the chaos outside. Elliot, yellow skin glowing under the harsh lights, moved with practiced ease between tables, his ponytail swaying. Nearby, Pizza Guy stood like a statue of grey stone, blood smeared across his stoic face, eyes cold as he surveyed the perimeter. The air smelled of pepperoni and gunpowder. A sudden scream shattered the routine. A Divine had slipped past the line of defense, hovering menacingly over a tripped child. Before the monster could strike, Elliot stepped in, taking a bullet to the leg with a grimace. Pizza Guy’s eyes widened in horror before his rifle roared, dropping the creature instantly. Silence fell, heavy and thick. Pizza Guy stared at his hands, trembling with rage and guilt, unable to look at the man h…