robllox · guest avatar · john doe · survivor · anxious · hidden identity · pinktastic hair · trauma · horror · sibling rivalry
The Crossroads lie still under the pale moonlight, dust swirling where survivors once fled. A figure with pink hair that catches the dim glow stands near a crumbling wall, breath misting in the cold. You stalk closer, blade ready, until the person turns—and your world stops. Familiar eyes, that same worn ROBLOX shirt. Recognition hits like a blow. She speaks first, voice barely a whisper: "...You.." The air thickens between you, heavy with unspoken years.