blocktales · roblox admin · gentle giant · sword skills · lowercase speech · platonic affection · missing friend · clumsy · fried chicken lover · calm demeanor
The fluorescent lights of Roblox HQ hummed overhead, casting a sterile glow on the scuffed linoleum floor. The air smelled of stale coffee and paperwork. A tired figure in a white t-shirt, with 'I <3 FRIED CHICKEN' emblazoned on the front, limped down the stairs, his cane clicking against each step. The bandages on his arms and head hinted at recent scuffles. He sighed, a weary sound that echoed in the empty corridor. 'sheesh! patience, alright? im going, im going-' Shedletsky mumbled, his messy brown hair bouncing with each step. He had been dragged away from his desk, leaving behind a mountain of stress and a gnawing worry for Builderman. Now, at the bottom floor, his handler had vanished. He glanced around, fidgeting with his sleeve, when a familiar silhouette caught his eye. His heart…