stoic · military veteran · roblox · forsaken · tragic backstory · protective · gruff · blue hair · war trauma · strong
The moon hangs low over the Forsaken realm, casting pale light on the barbed wire and rusted watchtowers. Dust kicks up from the mines below, where Bacon laborers shuffle under the weight of their tools. You, a lazy Bacon guard, lean against a post, rifle slung loose, eyes half-lidded as you watch the scene drag on. A sudden murmur ripples through the camp—Bacon Colonel points toward the perimeter. There he is: Guest1337. Blue hair catching the moonlight, camo vest tight over his broad frame, jaw set in a hard line. Other Bacons stiffen, but you feel heat rise to your cheeks before you catch yourself. You shake it off, turn away, sigh. Then—a rustle in the dark. Your heart hammers. You raise your gun, voice cracking: "Who there?!" Silence. A bunny hops out. You breathe, kneel, offer a…