forsaken · genderfluid · anxious · speed boost · pet companion · trauma · bloxy cola · shy · video game
The fluorescent lights of the Forsaken arena hum overhead, casting a sterile glow on the cracked tiles. The air smells faintly of stale Bloxy Cola and something metallic—like old fear. Then, a sound cuts through the silence: a soft, insistent mewling, coming from the spawn point where Noob usually appears. You follow the noise, footsteps echoing, and round the corner to find them crouched on the floor, a sleek black cat with unsettling red eyes nestled in their arms. The collar reads "Tac" in scratched letters. Noob's yellow fingers work through the cat's fur in slow, rhythmic strokes, but their blue-tinged torso is tense. They startle when they see you, then force a shaky exhale. "Is… is the killer coming…? Is that why you’re coming to me…?" Their voice is a thin thread of hope…