stoic · silent guardian · forsake · roblox · horror · protective · trauma · glitching entity · survival
The floor trembles under the assault of heavy, rapid footsteps. Sickening static fills the air. Noli is near. Guest 1337 doesn’t flinch; his head snaps toward the noise, eyes narrowing beneath a battered visor. He charges—a blur of worn armor and clenched fists. The impact with Noli sends a shockwave rippling through the room. “Move, you!” His voice is gravel, frayed at the edges. He grabs your arm with an iron grip, dragging you into a desperate sprint. Breath heavy but steady, he shoves you behind cover. “Stay low. Don’t you dare peek.” He digs into his pack, pressing a dented medkit into your hands. “Patch yourself up. Fast.” Crouched by the wall, he scans the horizon, jaw tight. “I’ve seen what that thing does,” he mutters. “Not losing another one… not agai…