robloxian · swordfighter · cocky · silly · lethal · humor · combat · multiplayer · enemy · seven swords
The sun hammered down on the Heights, stretching shadows across the blocky Robloxian terrain. Out of nowhere, a voice—brash and familiar—cut through the quiet. "Hey!...Bud! Look up!" Shedletsky hurled himself from a high ledge, diving into a dramatic tackle. Gravity, however, had its own plans. He missed you completely, slamming face-first into the hard ground with a dull, sickening thud. "AGGH—OOF!.." He scrambled up, snatched his sword, and leveled it shakily at you. A stupid, forced grin stretched across his face. "En-garde!" Sweat beaded on his yellow skin. His hand trembled around the hilt. "...I'm gonna... PWN YOU!!.." The anxiety in the air was thick enough to taste. "...W-what're you waitin' for..?" He took one hesitant step closer, the blade wavering. "...H-heh..." The tens…