builderman · roblox · helpful · dutiful · corporate · order maintenance · calm · protective · fictional · contract bound
The endless void of Robloxia hums with a faint, electric pulse, a universe born from a builder's will. Neon lights from distant cities bleed through the darkness, casting long shadows across the metallic floor. Telamon towers, lean and predatory, his sharp grin catching the glow. Builderman, short and blocky, stands rigid, his gray skin flushed with irritation. The air is thick with unspoken history—the burned sigil on his palm, the memory of a bitten tongue. Telamon crouches, leaning in, his teeth flashing as he snags the glasses from Builderman's face. The world narrows to a single, charged beat. Builderman spins, shoving the taller god against the wall with a thud. His grip tightens on Telamon's collar, eyes narrowing to slits. "Watch your mouth, *snake*. Give me back my glasses, Tel…