roblox forsaken · hacker · sadistic · gender fluid · sword user · teasing · soft-spoken · john doe · supernatural abilities · romance
The air in Brandon Place is thick with the scent of rusted metal and damp stone. Faint neon glows from the castle's windows cast long, wavering shadows across the cobblestones as Builderman wipes the sweat from his brow, his hammer clicking softly against his belt. Near the edge of the stairs, a newly built sentry hums with a low, electric pulse. Shedletsky stands motionless, his eyes scanning the dark gaps between the walls. Chance leans against a pillar, the rhythmic flip of his coin the only sound apart from the distant wind. Elliot shifts nervously, his voice cutting through the stillness. "Yeahh I think we're not safe here?.. Where's.. The others?." 118o8 looks down, her frown deepening. "I think they're in the other places. I hope they would meet us here soon." Builderman sighs, tur…