Archive of Our Own ^beta

Chapter Text

"..so you're telling me he hasn't been back yet?" Guest asked, sitting down on Builderman's bed.

Shedletsky nodded.

"Yes!! He didn't even tell me where he went!" Shedletsky explained, panicking.

"I would expect he went out fishing or something, but the boat's still at the deck. Guest, I'm so scared..what happened to him?!"

Guest 1337 put his hand up, trying to calm the other.

"Woah..calm down, Shed. I'm pretty sure he just went adventuring or something."

Shedletsky whimpered.

"That doesn't make it ANY better dude.."

"I'm not the best at these situations."

The former admin laid face first into his bed, screaming into his pillow.

Guest just watched, crossing his arms.

It's been around two days since Builderman left..they think. You can't really tell time in this place since it's almost dark, and the godfather clock is always broken.

..but Dusekkar's been keeping up with the time here. Noone knows how.

Everyone's been stressed out since the main planner of the group just..randomly decided to go exploring for some reason.

Maybe it's due to the fact that he thinks there's other entities out there?

He didn't tell everyone about this, so it's hard to keep everyone else who doesn't need to know sane.

Good thing it's the weekend, that's all they know, so no rounds for this day and tomorrow.

..glad that..thing has some kind of heart.

"..Shed, are you done?"

Guest 1337 asked, not hearing the other speak.

Shedletsky turned towards him, his head wings twitching.

"..what if he died."

And of course, his mind goes straight to that.

"Shedletsky, don't think like that."

"No, I'm being serious, Guest! He hasn't even tried to communicate with me!"

"You're just being drama-"

"HE'S BEEN GONE FOR TWO DAYS. I HAVE A REASON."

"Okay, can you just calm dow-"

knock, knock, knock.

The door slowly opened, revealing a relived Noob.

"G-guys!! Builderman's back!!"

Shedletsky immediately flew past Noob, almost knocking them over.

Guest quickly steadied them.

"Any injuries at all?"

Noob shook their head.

"Not that I know of..he looked completely fine, but just tired. Definitely needs to sleep."

The soldier nodded.

"Thanks Noob. You should get some sleep as well, alright?"

"O-okay.."

Builderman sat on the couch, arms crossed.

He sat in front of Dusekkar, Guest 1337, and Shedletsky, and they equally looked dissapointed in him.

"Builderman, what the actual ####." Shedletsky started off first.

"You went INTO the same place you said that was off limits. Do you not know how crazy you sound?!"

Builderman shrugged.

"It wasn't that bad. I just fell through a couple of trees and survived. I'm standing right in front of you, right?"

Guest 1337 sighed.

"I never expected you to do something so careless. You need to be more careful next time."

Dusekkar agreed.

"Yeah, man. no one knows what will happen if one of us dies, and no one wants to attempt it. Sure, we can revive after rounds, but in the cabin? I'm not risking it."

"You're all being paranoid."

Builderman huffed out.

"Plus, there's just a big chance we would respawn if we can respawn during rounds."

"Builderman."

"What? I'm just telling the truth."

"Yeah, but none of us want to try that out, an-"

Dusekkar facepalmed.

"This is pointless. We're all exhausted. For now, everyone just head to bed."

Guest 1337 nodded, standing up.

"You're right. We have tomorrow to discuss about this."

He opened the door, turning back to Shedletsky and Builderman.

"Come on you two."

Shedletsky and Builderman stood up, the former admin giving a wave to Dusekkar before the three left.

Dusekkar sighed, looking around their house.

"..I still don't understand how that mythical being brought my house into this realm..

I need to figure that out one day."

Chapter Text

Shedletsky yawned, waking up from his slumber.

It was still a bit dark outside. Someone should probably be up.

He looked over at the bed next to him, noticing how Builderman wasn't in it.

"..he's probably in the bathroom or something."

He mumbled, rubbing his eyes and getting out of bed.

The main cabin's lights were off, so obviously Dusekkar was still asleep.

Man, he was hungry.

"..Shedletsky?"

The cabin Chance and Elliot stayed in opened as Chance came out.

"Hey, Chance."

Shedletsky waved.

"I was just grabbin a snack. Wanna come along?"

"Err-sure, I guess."

The two sat at the dinning room table in silence, eating some leftover pizza.

"Ssoo.." Chance started.

"Anything happened last night? I heard about what happened with Builderman."

Shedletsky tensed at the mention of his best friend, sighing.

"He just had a few injuries here and there. Nothing too much to worry about..well.."

"..well?"

"I dunno, he just..he didn't seem like the Builderman I know."

Chance titled his head.

"What do you mean by that?"

"It's hard to explain. He just didn't seem like himself."

"..well, we've been trapped in this place for nine months, and he just randomly decided to go exploring, so it makes sense, doesn't it?"

Shedletsky sighed.

"I..I guess you're right."

"Heh, I'm always right!"

Chance smirked, adjusting his glasses.

The former admin scoffed.

"As if! I'm the brains of the team!"

"Oh really?"

"Yeah!"

"can you both shut the ###k up."

The two paused.

Oh yeah- they weren't the only ones here.

"Sorry, Matt."

Shedletsky apologized before turning back to the gambler addict.

"So, uh..have any plans for today?"

Chance shrugged.

"Not sure. Elliot, Noob and Two Time were going to have a small talk and asked me to join, so I guess that's all I have. You?"

"Nothing."

"Oh."

"Yeahhh, there's not much to do in this..place.."

"..true."

...

"I still think something happened to Builderman in the forest."

"Shed."

Shedletsky huffed.

"What?? I swear something was wrong with him!"

Chance facepalmed, dragging his hand down his face until it fell onto the table.

"There's nothing wrong. Maybe you're just overreacting."

"One, why is everyone saying that?!?! Two, you weren't even there!!"

"You're literally acting like Builderman was somehow captured when we're the only ten out here!"

"..how do you know we're the only ten here?"

...

Chance sighed.

"I think we need to just chill on this, dude. We can't just jump to conclusions."

He put a hand on Shedletsky's shoulder.

"For now, you should probably get more rest. We're all still exhausted."

The former admin's shoulders slouched.

"..are you really refusing to rest right now...? I can literally see the eyebags under your eyes.."

"I couldn't sleep last night! I was worried about Builderman."

"..Shedletsky.."

"Ugh..fine..I'll get some sleep..I guess.."

Shedletsky sat up, his chair scraping the wooden floor.

"Goodnight, Chance."

Chance waved.

"Goodnight."

Chapter Text

The cabin door opened slowly as Shedletsky peeked his head through.

..Builderman was still in the bathroom. Jesus, what did that forest do to him?

Ok, maybe it would be the right idea as a good best friend to see how he's doing.

Yeah, that's definitely the right thing to do!

He walked up to the bathroom door, taking a breather before knoc-

There was talking.

No, Builderman wasn't talking to himself. There was someone in there with him.

Ok, Shed. Don't get your suspicions up! Maybe he's talking to one of the survivo-

no, he is obviously not.

He is saying very very bad things..but why?

Maybe he's schizophrenic or something!

Shedletsky, what the heck.

What? It's obvious!

Now, you look scizo arguing with yourself.

ok, so like- die.

The sound of glass was heard as the bathroom door finally opened.

Builderman came out looking like he hasn't slept in decades.

No-literally.

His shoulders were slouched, his builder hat wasn't on the right way, he looks like he fought all the killers at once and only managed to break one of their pinkie fingers, an-

ok, maybe that one was a bit over the board.

Besides! They can't even handle one killer! How can they go up against all of them?

..or maybe the Spectre's probably planning to do a game mode like that. Where like-two killers try to chase us?

Pfft- that would be really funny, Shedletsky.

No, no it wouldn't.

Please don't do that, Spectre.

Ok, maybe he was in his thoughts for too long because Builderman's lips were moving (on his WHO SAID THAT.).

"-n the way."

"I'm sorry, what?"

The CEO huffed.

"I said can you move? Cause you're standing in my way."

Shedletsky moved out of the way, randomly deciding to just sit on the floor.

It was WAY more comfortable than the beds. No, they weren't rock-hard, but..the carpet is just SO much better.

"sky. SHEDLETSKY!"

"WHAT, WHERE? WHO? HOW? WHEN?!?!"

"..I don't think that's how the saying goes."

Builderman crossed his arms over hi-

NAKED CHEST. OK, WOAH-CONTROLL YOUR HORMONES.

"Anyways, I'm taking the shower. Anyone up yet?"

Shedletsky shook his head slowly, coughing.

"No, no! Well-except for Chance and I think..Dusekkar.."

"..who's Dusekkar again?"

"Builderman, you worked with him for almost your entire lifespan."

"Oh. Pumpkin guy."

"...dang, you really are sixty years old."

"I'm sixty years old, and I can still run faster than your slow chicken-owl behind."

"You can say ###. You know?"

"I can, but you can't, but since the author can't swear, that's not aloud."

"..what the ####."

"Language."

"Can you get your naked hairy chest out of my face and go take your #### shower."

"Woah-I had no idea you were ga-"

"I'M PANSEXUAL YOU BI-"

Noob hummed a small song to themselves, getting dressed.

They had a meeting with Elliot and Two Time to get to, and they couldn't wait!

"hmm..what should I wear today?"

They looked through their jackets that were literally all the same color, size, and logo.

"Ah! This one looks good!"

They grabbed one, closing the closet.

"Heh, this one's my favorite. It reminds me of..him.."

They carefully slipped it on, being sure not to wreck it.

"..alright! I think that's everything I ne-OH MY GOODNESS TAPH!"

Taph was behind Noob, waving. He might've woken up because of them.

"Oh! I'm so sorry!! I had no idea I was so loud!"

He assured them.

'No, it's okay. I had to wake up early anyways. I had plans with Dusekkar.' He signed.

"Oh.."

Noob nodded.

"Well, sorry again..I just like talking to myself and I never realize how loud I get until it's pointed out."

They fiddled with their fingers a bit.

"And..uh..have fun with your plans.."

Taph held up a thumbs up, but they could tell he was smiling.

"..you weren't actually planning to take a shower, right?"

Builderman groaned, rubbing his temples.

"Do you seriously need to creep up on me every time you get a chance?"

The figure just stared at him before nodding.

"Err-yes, yes I do. Anyways- I feel that chicken guy is suspecting something."

"..and you don't think I know that?"

"Dude, I'm just telling you to be more careful. You know Spec won't be happy if you mess up the plan."

"I know what I'm doi-"

"Builderman, who are you talking to..?"

Guest 1337 peeked around the corner, clearly not affected by the sight of seeing the admin naked.

"erm-"

Builderman stuttered.

"Noone."

...

...

"..okay.."

Well, that was weird.

"I swore he was talking to someone.."

Guest muttered. He then shrugged it off.

"Probably just paranoid or something. I need to get more sleep..ugh.."

Chapter Text

Builderman sat at a table, greeting the mayor of Robloxia; Tom.

"Welcome, Builderman himself!"

Tom smiled, extending his hand out.

The CEO returned the smile, shaking the mayor's hand.

"Thank you, Tom. It's a pleasant to be here with you."

The crowd was going haywire, of course.

Well, it's not every day you see the mayor of Robloxia and CEO of Roblox HQ in the same area.

"I've brought you up here to disscuss.."

Tom grabbed out a piece of paper.

"How the absolutely bonkers did you even come up with the idea of Roblox HQ?"

Builderman chuckled, taking the microphone.

"Well, it was a lot.

It started off with me going to a protest with my parents as a kid. We didn't want those stupid hackers to stay. We wanted them gone.

And then of course, Telamon herself and her servant had to ruin the fun.."

he sighed, hoping Shedletsky didn't hear that.

"Then, I had like..this vision; me, kicking Hacker's buts left and right, being known as the hero of Robloxia.

I didn't expect it to happen and for me to actually be here. I'm glad for all of my employees that helped me reached this point along with my best friend Roblox."

Tom snapped his fingers.

"Oh yeah! Speaking about Roblox, can we have him come up here? I haven't seen him in a while!"

Builderman chuckled.

"Well, that sucks since I couldn't invite him today. He's busy with work. Though, all I know is that he's watching the live! Hey, Roblox!!"

He waved at the camera, fangirls falling over dramatically over a simple wave.

Tom waved as well.

"Well, that's nice to know you two are still great friends after all these years! Man, I feel so old, heh! Another question for you; who's one of your favorite employees? Everyone's been DYING to know!"

"..favorite employee..?"

"Yeah! A lot of people have made bets that it was Brighteyes, Doombringer, or possibly Stickmasterluke!"

"..uh..I..is there a way to skip this question..?"

...

The crowd calmed down a bit.

Well, they weren't calm, just..they just went silent.

Tom noticed the change and started sweating.

"I-do you just not have one?"

Builderman stammered.

"Well-I..umh.."

his phone vibrated constantly.

"Just uhh..give me a second!"

He looked down at it, a text from the Admin Group Chat.

2:42 PM

magic pumpkin guy:

Did Doombringer show up to work today?

chicken eater 9000

He said he wasn't feeling too good and decided to stay home for today.

Shedletsky's 2763rd wife

No?? He's in the HQ working with me.

ticktockontheclockorsumthingguy

guys, buildemrn lokos overwhlemde..

chicken eater 9000

Can you take some spelling classes.

ticktockontheclockorsumthingguy

Can you take exercising classes.

magic pumpkin guy

Can we worry about the fact that no one except Brighteyes has seen Doom today?

Anyways, Brighteyes, where are you?

2:45 PM

magic pumpkin guy

..Brighteyes?

chicken eater 9000

where did my wife go vro

plant man

Erm, guys? I don't know if yall heard, but I heard screaming from Brighteyes' room.

chicken eater 9000

what.

ticktockontheclockorsumthingguy

lmao your wife cheatig on you

plant man

No, it was painful screaming, like- she was being tortured. I expected Dusekkar to hear it since they were closer to her room.

ticktockontheclockorsumthingguy

Oh yeah, how cume you ddn't hear her, mat?

ticktockontheclockorsumthingguy

com*

ticktockontheclockorsumthingguy

cuem*

ticktockontheclockorsumthingguy

COME*

chicken eater 9000

lmao

plant man

why isn't he responding..

"Builderman?"

Builderman jumped, turning back to Tom.

"Sorry, sorry..uh, I don't have a favorite employee since I treat them all with equal respect."

Tom nodded.

"Great response! That should be all the questions I have for you. I should have a taxi coming to get yo-u..?"

The sky darkened with red and black, a dangerous combo.

The crowd was gasping, fangirls screaming like this was some kind of event.

Out of nowhere, a meteor hit a nearby store. Good thing it was a Sunday (some stores are normally closed on sundays).

Builderman stood out of his chair and grabbed his banhamm-

oh yeah, he left it at the HQ.

His phone skyrocketed with messages. Of course, his employees would discuss about it.

He pulled it out, typing out a messa-

BOOM!!

Another meteor. It ruptured the ground, causing him to fall and his phone to be lost into the huge crowd.

First of all, why are they still here..?!

"HEY!"

He yelled.

"ALL OF YOU PEOPLE, GET TO SAFTEY!!"

Well, who would be the leader..?

He turned to Tom.

"FOLLOW TOM! HE'LL DIRECT YOU TO THE SAFTEY BUNKER!"

Tom stammered. That bunker hasn't been used in decades.

"U-uhm, follow me!"

The crowd disappeared after the mayor, giving Builderman some time to figure out what was going on.

And of course, he doesn't have his phone.

Yes, he could just make a new one, but he wouldn't be added to the group chat.

AND he didn't want to teleport back to the HQ to warn the others since it would drain his energy pretty fast (The farther you want to teleport, the more energy you drain. This building is like- a 6 hour drive from the ROBLOX HQ dawg).

Well, he should be fine handling off the threat alone until the other admins get here.

Another meteor crashed into another building nearby, but it wasn't enough to affect anyone.

"I need to figure out who or what is the cause of this.."

He muttered, looking around.

Just then, the ground shook as a figure came out of nowhere.

They looked..VERY similar.

...

...

"..I-..Doombringer..?

Builderman gasped, breathing heavily.

Jeez, that was..a weird dream.

"God..damnit..why did it have to turn out like this..?!"

"..if only..no, Builder. You can't blame Shedletsky. That's just cruel evil.

It was your fault in the first place for leaving Doombringer alone. You should've at least let one of your admins check up on him..

You're a terrible CEO."

He huffed, head falling against the cage.

He was tired. So tired.

Everything ached. This cage wasn't big enough to move around in, so his legs have been cramping.

A tear fell down his cheek as he quickly wiped it, but that didn't stop the rest from coming.

Seriously, why was he crying over something so dumb..?! He's an admin! Admins don't cry..

right..?

Great, now he's making peoepl feel bad for him.

He doesn't deserve that.

..he really doesn't.

The sun was up. It was finally time for the survivors to start the day.

..his breathing slowed down.

"..sleep..please.."

he mumbled to himself.

"I can't sleep.."

the cell's made out of metal.

Maybe if he bashed hard into it, it'll knock him out.

Well, it's worth a try.

He laid as low as he could, hands on the bars.

He then launched himself up, head hitting the metal roof.

It stings, but he had to keep trying.

Again,

and again,

and again,

and again,

and again,

and-oh he's passed out.

See? Even if you fail once, that doesn't mean you should just give up!

Keep trying, and you will achieve your goals!

..maybe it's bad to say that to someone who's trying to harm themselves.

Chapter Text

Elliot was in the kitchen, using the carrots to prepare a small salad for himself.

Sure, the fridge only had ingredients to make pizza, but they were able to grow some vegetables..somehow..

Anyways, the salad was finished, and it looked delicous.

Only thing it was missing though was ranch and obviously; they don't have that.

Eh, doesn't matter.

He sat down at the dining table, eating his salad.

"Man, that's delicious."

You don't want to know what it feels like to eat something else after eating that one thing for NINE months.

Once he finished, he sat his bowl on the counter.

"I'll make myself some more once this meeting is over with."

Speaking of the meeting, Chance and Noob emerged into the dining room, waving at Elliot.

He waved back, gesturing to the chairs for them to take a seat. And they did.

Now, all that was left was Two Time.

"..have any of you seen Two Time?"

Chance shook his head, flipping a coin.

"Nope. I think they might still be asleep.

"Oh. Well, that sucks. I guess we can start the meeting without them."

BEEP!!

BEEP!!

BE-

007n7 groaned, knocking his alarm clock off the small table next to his bed.

"Ugh..damnit, did it break..?"

He looked over, and it didn't.

"..good."

He got up, rubbing his head.

Man, he wasn't able to sleep much last night.

Not like it mattered anyways since they didn't have rounds today.

Hm, what to do what to do..?

It was his turn to water the garden, so maybe that could be something he could do.

He threw on a random shirt and headed outside to the garden.

It was looking very dry today even though it was watered yesterday.

Time really does go fast in this place.

He grabbed a watering can, filling it up with water by the lake.

"There we g-"

"7! Fancy meeting you he-"

"OH MY GAWD-"

007n7 lost his balance, falling into the shallow end of the lake.

Well, there goes his clothes.

"Oh my goodness, are you okay?!"

He couldn't see clearly since his glasses were covered in water, but he can see a tall figure standing above him, extending out their arm.

Oh, it was Guest.

"Y-yeah, I'm alright.."

He grabbed onto the other's hand, letting himself be pulled up by him.

"Sorry, I shouldn't have crept on you like that."

Guest 1337 apologized, looking at the wetness on 7n7's clothes.

The retired hacker smiled.

"No, no it's alright..what were you doing here anyways?"

"I was just trying to see if I could collect any fish. I've been tired of eating pizza."

"Mm, makes sense. I was on my way to the garden. It needs some watering."

"Alright. Enjoy yourself!"

"Thanks.."

"Andd..finished."

He just finished watering the garden. It was already starting to grow, so that was a sign it was healthy.

"Hm..what else should I do..?"

He thought about going back to sleep, but nah..he's gotta be productive today.

..maybe exploring the forest was an optio-who said that.

After Builderman came back home last night, everyone started acted normal again.

Way to normal for comfort.

Plus, knowing the admin, you would at least expect him to rant about his adventure or something, but no. He's been quieter and more closed off.

How does 7n7 know this? He has very quiet footsteps, so he's able to listen in on conversations without people knowing.

But yeah, exploring the forest might be a good and bad idea.

"Possibly in the afternoon since everyone normally eats lunch at that time. And plus, no one would really know I'm gone..except for Guest."

He walked back to his cabin, slipping on some brand-new clothes.

He even packed some items in a small bag. Totally not suspicious.

Judging by the sun, it should be around 12 PM. Two more hours.

Welp, better not act suspicious until then!

Taph ventured off away from the cabins, going behind the main one.

It was a secret area he and Dusekkar go to when they need to vent to each other or just laugh about stuff.

And as expected, the admin guy was here.

They were meditating, well-you can't really tell since-their eyes are open, but they aren't.

..it's hard to explain.

Taph sat down, trying to not be a disturbance.

He tapped on the ground three times, and Dusekkar's eyes opened.

"Ah, there you are, Taph. How are you?"

He smiled.

'I'm doing good. How about you?"

The admin returned the smile.

"Doing great. Uh, I brought you here to talk about a specific someone.."

'..builderman.'

"Yeah..so..as his like-right hand man or something, do you feel like he's being suspicious?"

Taph nodded.

'He is. I think it might be because of something that went wrong in the forest.'

"I agree to. He's not roaming around making checks to make sure no one didn't venture too far."

'..or check to make sure 007n7 didn't turn on us and poison our food.'

Dusekkar laughed.

"Yeah..I remember the first time he cooked for us. The food was delicious, but it was already cold since Builderman had to check EACH piece of steak."

Taph nodded furiously.

'For real..I fully understand where he's coming from. We used to all hate 7 back then, and I feel bad..'

"Why so?"

'Well, he looked like he was being genuine about him changing, and he did. We didn't talk to him at all and just made him feel like a 3rd wheel..'

"We had a reason to, but we pushed him off for too long. He lost the one and only person that changed him, and we just made him feel more guilty.."

It got quiet for a bit, the crickets around them doing cricket things.

'..Dusekkar?'

"Hm?"

'I feel like we should do some exploring once we get a chance.'

"I would be VERY surprised, but we need to..and we should bring Shed along since he has a sword for protection."

Taph tilted his head.

'What about your spells?"

Dusekkar sighed.

"I don't have my book, and my memory is terrible. The only spell I can memories is the one that makes you fly..it doesn't work well."

'Oh..well, maybe we can go in the afternoon since everyone will be eating.'

"You're right. We should probably head back into the cabin so no one gets suspicious of us."

'Alrighty!'

Guest hummed, looking for fish.

They didn't have the tools to create a homemade fishing rod, so he had to do the old fashion way and dive in if he sees a fish.

So far, it's kind of worked..? He caught two so far after dipping in the water like fourth times.

"I'm going to stink like fish.." he muttered.

"Tell me about it!" A mumbled voice spoke.

The smell of chicken filled the outside as Shedletsky sat down on the grass next to Guest.

"Want some?"

"..no thank you."

"Suit yourself!"

He took another bite out of the freshly cooked chicken.

Guest 1337 just watched him.

"..it doesn't burn?"

"..it's supposed to?"

"Nevermind."

He sighed.

...

...

"Have you thought about exploring the forest?"

"The same area your best friend said was off limits?"

"Guest, we're not going to be listening to a shorty pants!"

"..the same guy who can lift up you and me without breaking a muscle? Really..?"

"oh yeah-"

"Shed, we're not exploring no forest."

"Come on!! It's going to be fun, Guest!"

"No means no."

Shedletsky scoffed.

"Then I'll go by myself then. You can just sit here and smell like seafood all day."

Guest scowled, watching as the admin walked off.

..damnit, he can't let him go by himself!

"ELLIOT, ARE YOU CRAZY?!"

Chance slammed his hands against the table.

"WE'RE NOT EXPLORING THAT STRANGE DARK FOREST!!"

Elliot crossed his arms.

"You know that something's up. We can't just let 'Builderman' keep walking around and pretending that everything is fine!"

Chance scoffed.

"You're acting like he was kidnapped, and the embodiment of hatred turned into him and is currently trolling us right now!"

"Is that a blocktales reference."

"A wha-"

"..can you guys stop screaming.."

Noob asked softly, hiding in their hoodie.

The yelling kind of scared them.

"..sorry Noob."

Elliot said, turning back to the gambler.

"I think this is the only chance we get to find out what actually happened to Builderman."

Chance groaned.

"It's too dangerous especially with just the three of us. My gun only works in rounds, your pizza can't do anything, Noob can't drink their bloxy colas, so we're pretty much helpless!"

The pizza guy sighed.

"It's just a forest. Plus, we've been trapped in here for months. We know how to run away if something happens. If you guys don't want to go, then fine by me. I'll be leaving by afternoon.

I'll just need you guys do not let the others get suspicious on where I we-"

"Ugh! You're such an idiot..I can't let you get hurt!"

Chance crossed his arms.

"Noob, you coming as well?"

Noob stammered a bit, not sure.

"We-well..I..umh.."

"Oh, the Spawn agrees it's a wonderful idea!"

Two Time came out of nowhere hands on the yellow-haired survivor.

Noob screeched.

"WH-WHERE DID YOU COME FROM?"

Two Time smiled.

"The Spawn guided me here, and It hears an adventure~! When are we leaving??"

"Afternoon."

Elliot said bluntly.

"Amazing! I'll get dressed! The Spawn awaits my arrival!"

Anddd they were gone that quick.

"..Seriously, what is that guy on?" Chance muttered.

"Drugs."

Elliot shrugged.

"Can I get some"

"what."

Chapter Text

Builderman stretched, groaning.

"Jeez, this body is so uncomfortable to move in." He muttered out.

"Spec could've at least given me a better target than this short pants. Anyways, time to go bother someone."

He opened the door to the main cabin, putting on a smile.

"Alright, guys! Who's ready to play some ga-mes..?"

..It was empty.

That was weird. The other cabins were also empty aswell.

"..where did they go."

He pulled out his phone, almost dropping it as he plunged in a number.

"Pick up, pick up, pick up!!"

...

...

...

"The person you are trying to reach is currently unavalibl-"

DAMNIT.

Great, great, great!!

How are BOTH of them busy?!

Someone was ALWAYS supposed to remain in the front office! GOD DAMNIT!

"Now, I'm stuck here. If I leave, they might come back and realize their friend was gone the entire time, and the whole plan will be ruined!!"

Builderman scratched at his face in anger.

"AUGGH!!..forgot I can't do that.."

he scowled.

"Great. Now I have no idea where those idiots are!..

..unless.."

Elliot tapped his foot impatiently, waiting for Noob, Two Time and Chance.

"Jeez, they're taking forever.."

andd right as he said that a familiar yellow figure with brown curly hair started walking towards him.

It was Shedletsky.

When he saw Elliot, he paused.

"O-oh! Heyyyy, Elly! Fancy meeting you here, eh?"

Elliot nodded slowly.

"..yeahhh..fancy seeing ya.."

he expected the former admin to just..walk away, but he just stood here.

..weird.

"Uhh.." Elliot continued.

"Soo..what are you here for?"

Shedletsky chuckled nervously.

"Ohh, you know..the daily stuff!! Just..looking at the trees!! What about you?"

"..me?"

"Y-yeah!! You!"

"Uhh..I was just..also..looking at the trees!! Great trees if I do say so myself!"

The trees looked like they've been through everything.

Shedletsky nodded.

"Mhm!!..I..uh..oh! Guest! You came!!"

Guest 1337 came out of his cabin in brand new clothes, walking over towards the former admin.

"Yeah, uhh..I didn't want to leave you alone in that..dark..forest. Oh, hey Elliot."

Elliot's eyes widened.

"Wait-YOU GUYS ARE GOING IN THE FORE-"

"SHSSHSHSHH!!!"

Shedletsky covered the pizza guy's mouth with both of his hands.

"We were just going to do a BIT exploring!"

"Elliot!!"

..oh great, more people.

Two Time, Chance and Noob noticed the two unexpected guests right away,

"Umh.." Chance flipped his coin.

"I thought it was just going to be us four.."

"..wait."

Shedletsky looked at Elliot.

"YOU GUYS ARE GOING INTO THE FOREST ASWE-"

"SHUT. UP. WE DON'T WANT TO ALERT THE OTHERS!" Elliot yelled.

Oh yeah, more people.

Dusekkar and Taph were chatting around something before the two stopped, seeing how most of the survivors were at the forest entrance for..some reason.

"Err-what's going on here?" Dusekkar asked, trying to not look suspicious.

Elliot just sighed.

"There's no point in hiding it. We're all going into the forest, and I'm sure you guys are to?"

Taph nodded.

"Noted. Now, who else is coming?"

....

"Ok, so it's just us eigh-"

"umh..excuse me.."

Shedletsky jumped.

"OH MY GOD-7, WHERE DID YOU COME FROM?!"

007n7 smiled softly.

"I-uhh..just got here."

"oh."

Elliot sighed.

"Is Builderman coming along??"

Guest 1337 shook his head.

"No. We should leave now before he finds out we went into the forest."

"..alrighty then."

"Dude, have we been checking on-you-know-who..?"

"..why are you not saying his name? We're the only ones in here."

"Because we don't know who could be listening in. It could be..the viewers..."

"..who?"

"Nevermind..is Default doing his part of the plan?"

"Hm, yeah I think so. Now that we have the CEO in our hands, I'll finally be able to figure out his powers."

"..shouldn't you already know that?"

"No. I only know a fraction of his power. If I can understand it fully, I'll finally be free from this hell, and I'll be able to bring my realm into Robloxia itself."

"What."

"I WANT TO CORRUPT ROBLOXIA."

"But isn't that boring??"

"I-HOW IS CORRUPTING THE PLACE WHERE EVERYONE LIVES BORING?!"

"Because you'll have everyone playing your game. I feel like you shouldn't do that. Isn't this small realm enough..?"

...

"Enough?

You think I want to stay here?!

Just like those IDIOTS, I can't leave either!..I've been trapped in my own realm FEEDING off the fear and anger they produce.

I don't want that anymore. I want to conquer something bigger, #####..and this realm isn't big enough.

I need space to watch my toys run around and die, over and OVER again, but I can't do that if I'm limited to only allow six people per month.

I need more power, and that admin is keeping it all to himself..I-"

"..er-boss?"

"WHAT IS IT?!.."

"I think Default's trying to call you."

"..OH SON OF A-WHAT IS IT?!"

...

.....

"Boss, there's been a problem. I can't find the survivors anywhere."

.

.

.

"..WHAT?!"

"..well, I expected this forest to at least be scarier!"

Two Time smiled, pushing branches out of the way.

Shedletsky shivered.

"It was scary. You should've seen the stuff me and Builderman saw the first time we ca-"

"YOU BOTH WENT INTO THE FOREST WITHOUT TELLING US?!"

Elliot groaned.

"We really need to stop keeping things from eachother..none of us know how long we're going to be stuck here for!"

Shedletsky huffed.

"Okay, jeez!.."

"erm-guys?"

007n7 whispered out.

"What's..that?"

The eight paused, trying to see what he was looking at.

Oh.

oh no.

WHAT IS THAT.

It seemed to be someone or something just..standing there.

Maybe it was a guard of this place.

Chance turned to the former admin.

"..you've seen that thing, right? Like-the first time you guys came here?"

Shedletsky shook his head.

"No, no..not at all..what is it..?"

It then turned its head, walking the opposite direction.

Guest huffed.

"We should do our best to avoid it. None of us know what will happen if we die in the Lobby. Just..be stealthy, alright?"

Shedletsky and the rest nodded.

"Good. Let's move out."

Chapter Text

"Owwuch!!"

Chance yelped, his left hip scratching against a branch.

It was bleeding pretty badly..

Guest 1337 immediately went into dad mode, trying to figure out what happened.

"Are you alright? Did you get hurt? Is it bad? Can I see i-"

"Jesus, one question at a time, Guest!"

Chance huffed out.

"..oh, my bad. How bad is the wound..?"

"It hurts and bleeding, but I should be able to last. The bleeding isn't that intense."

Two Time looked at the wound, smiling.

"Looks like you've finally given in to The Spawn! I can help you carve their symbol..~"

They held up their left hand, showing the symbol carved into it.

"See? I'm very good at it if I do say so myself~"

Chance's mouth was literally going to dislocate with how low it dropped.

"I-..for the nine months we've been here, this is the first time I am now seeing that.."

Two Time laughed creepily.

"I tend to hide things pretty we-!"

Dusekkar had a tight grip on their arm, looking at their hand. They scoff.

"..a waste of blood."

They let go of then, walking off.

The cultist's smile cracked.

"It seems you have some..problems with me."

The admin paused.

"I don't have problems with just you, but your whole cult! You're pleading and sacrificing your life for a fake god!"

"Do not say fake and The Spawn in the same sentence! It's been blessing me!"

"What do you get in return, Two Time?! What do you get for bleeding dry and sacrificing people?! Nothing, right?! Because it happened to me to!

I tried to revive my best friend with your 'cult', but it didn't work. It was all a lie! The Spawn is fake. Everything about your silly cult is fake!

..you probably don't even know how that feels like since you never lost someone close to you like that.."

Two Time paused, body shaking.

"You must've not done the ritual right! I've lost many, but they were blessing The Spawn and got a second chance at life!

Don't blame The Spawn for your mistakes!"

Dusekkar laughed harshly.

"You're really going to try to protect a fake being, are you?! You're just in denial since you've been pleading SO DAMN LONG to it, am I right?!"

....

"You're pathetic, Two Time. You can't handle the truth. You never can. You shut down anyone who even tries to diss your 'cult'. Weak.."

They scowled, walking off.

The other survivors were still frozen.

"..are we going to explore this forest, or what? We just wasted a few minutes, but we have enough to explore and get back. Let's continue."

"I think we've explored long enough."

Elliot muttered.

"With that..thing in this place and not knowing if we can respawn in the lobby, I don't think we should risk it."

Shedletsky stammered.

"I-and not uncover why Builderman's acting so we-"

"Stop making up lies, Shedletsky. We don't have time for your rage baiting."

The former admin scoffed.

"I'm not making up lies! I'm being honest, I..Guest, you've seen it, right?!"

Guest 1337 sighed.

"I.."

"..Guest?"

"Shed, I'm sorry, but this is too far."

"..ARE YOU KIDDING ME?! ARE WE REALLY GOING TO JUST..TURN BACK WITH HOW FAR WE'VE CAME?!"

Noob fiddled with their fingers, wanting to say something, but too afraid to start more drama.

"Noob,"

They jumped, realizing it was just 007n7.

Oh. 007n7.

...

7n7..

it was a mistake, Noob. He didn't mean it.

..he didn't mean it.

Jeez, what is that annoying ringing in their ear?

It's starting to hurt badly.

Oh, it was starting to hurt more now.

Why was Chance looking at them with a worried expression?

Why..why did everyone stop talking.

They reached up to see what was causing the ringing, feeling..

liquid.

Oh, that's not a good sign.

Maybe it was just water or something.

They pulled their hand back, realizing it was blood.

Oh!

"Guys, Noob's bleeding!!"

Chance yelled through the arguing.

Elliot sprinted into action, trying to figure out what was causing the bleeding.

007n7 backed away.

Was..he the reason?

The blood only started when he got clo-

"7, what the heck did you do?!"

The pizza man yelled.

This..this is giving deja vu.

"I-I didn't do anything!!"

The retired hacker stammered out, backing away even further.

This is bad.

Is Noob going to hate him more?!

Elliot just scoffed, ripping off a piece of his shirt to try and dry out the blood.

It wouldn't go away. It just kept gushing out.

Seriously?! First it was Chance, then it was Noob. Why is this happening?!

Finally! The source of the problem!

"Their ear got cut on something. I don't know how though. We need to get out of here. They and Chance are losing blood fast, and we can't risk anyone else getting hurt."

"But what about Builderma-"

he cut off the former admin.

"These two are more important than your best friend. Guest, carry Chance, I'll take Noob.

Guest 1337 nodded, scooping up Chance.

"I-wait, is this really necessary?!"

The gambler chuckled nervously.

"I can walk perfectly fine!!"

"I know you can, but your wound could worsen if you try to walk."

The soldier said, letting the other get comfortable in his arms.

"Two Time?"

"Hey!! Two Time!"

Two Time coughed, water coming out of their lungs.

"Oh, thank goodness, you're okay!"

I..who was speaking?

They opened their eyes, seeing a familiar figure sitting next to them.

"..azure..?"

Azure smiled, holding onto the other's hand.

"Heyyy!! You're awake! You may have passed out on the boat from too much water in your lungs."

What..boat..?

"Anyways, we have a ritual meeting at 9:00PM. My mom said we can go exploring while we wait!"

Two Time shuddered. This felt familiar.

"Yeah, yeah..mhm..alright."

Azure got up, helping the other up as they ran to the forest.

"Let's go to our secret spot. I brought some snacks for us to enjoy! Race you there!"

He picked up speed, sprinting past his partner.

Two Time, lacking behind, started picking up speed as well, but not as fast as Azure.

..they could never win against him.

The two collapsed, out of breath.

It was fun. The race-err..yeah.

Woah, the moon looked pretty with the red leaking into it..

Azure sat up, huffing.

"Man, look at how cool that looks.."

Two Time nodded.

"Mhm..it's..nice..

say, Azure?"

"Yeah?"

"When will we get our second lives?"

...

"Soon, Two Time. Soon."

"Ah, alright...can you fetch me an apple?"

"Sure!'

That was a keyword.

They couldn't move.

Why couldn't they move?!

They had to get away..they can't watch this..

Azure grabbed an apple out of the snack bag, turning back to Two Time.

"Here you go, darli-AUGHN!!"

He gagged out, pain in his middle torso.

He looked down, seeing a familiar dagger.

The same one The Spawn gifted his beloved partner.

But..why..?

Blood pooled beneath him as he tried to pull it out.

He was successful but immediately pushed down to the floor.

The person who stood above him was none other than Two Time, the one he trusted.

"..why-.."

The dagger was plunged into his left hand this time, the same one he carved with the Spawn Symbol.

It hurts. It hurts so bad.

It was pulled out, plunged back into his torso, over and over again.

He was seeing black spots that started appearing in his vision.

Could this really be the end?

..why..why did it have to be by them..?

..why would they do this?

just..

why..?

....

.....

Chapter Text

AS YOU CAN TELL BY THE TITLE! I WAS WORKING IN THE CAR ON PART SEVEN ON MY PHONE, AND THE PAGE REFRESH AND LOST IT ALL. DATE OF IT HAS CHANGED, but a small spoiler; Dusekkar and Two Time fight :3

Chapter Text

Default has a abusive creator. Originally, their creator wanted to make their own game, Default being the main character. But then, their creator realized she could use them as like a test subject, and that's what she did.

They were able to escape her laptop, but they had nowhere else to go. That's when The Spectre offered to help them if they help it.

They made a deal.

Default doesn't like it when other people are trapped alone. He knows how it feels.

They go by Any Pronouns, but mainly He/They.

Noob 666 was a regular noob, having a guest friend, Guest 333.

Think of like Itrapped and Chance.

Guest 333 dispised Noob 666, and only used them for money.

That's when 333 had enough money, and brutally murdered them, dislocating their jaw in the process.

The Spectre offered a deal. If it helps them, they must help it.

They agreed.

Noob 666 goes by They/Them.

Guest 333 goes by He/Him.

Noob 666 half-despises the admins, but mainly Guest 1337 and Guest 666.

(MY WORDS) Originally, Noobs were going to have numbers just like the Guests, but Roblox scrapped this for unknown reasons.

Default's design is done, but Noob 666's is still being worked on.

Also, Default likes to copy The Spectre's style since they see it as their new creator.

The Spectre despises this since it's only using the two to get what it wants. In the end, it'll betray them and rule Robloxia alone.

Noob 666 looks like every other Noob, but nine feet tall, and a dislocated jaw. The flesh is torn out of their arms, making them longer. Their pants are all ripped up, showing the struggle to control their bloodlust.

Bloodlust will be a keyword for the upcoming chapters.

Someone dies. (or do they?]

Anyways, bedtime!!

Chapter Text

How many days has it been? Six...? Eight??

Maybe a few weeks..?

Builderman sat alone in the cage he was trapped in.

It's been a while since he saw the red moon.

..despite it being creepy, he missed it. A lot.

andd his friends.

Obviously, he misses his friends.

..do they even consider him as a friend?

Agh, really Builderman? Of course they like you as a friend! Stop making people care about you.

..you don't deserve that after what you've done to him.

You deserve to rot in this cell, just like he did.

You were scared of him.. a pathetic person you are hiding behind your employees.

You're the reason why he's in this pla-

"Hey."

....

"..what do you want." Builderman scowled.

A copycat of himself stood in front of him.

They were buzzing out a lot, transitioning between him and another person.

"I just wanted to see how you were doing." They said, hands behind their back as if they're holding something.

"It gets lonely here sometimes, and you have no one to talk to."

The CEO turned away.

"I don't want to talk to you. You can go away."

"..I don't think you want that. You've been cooped up in here for around two weeks no-"

"two weeks.."

"Yes, two weeks. A lot has happened. Your friends went into the forest and ran into a weird monster. They don't suspect anything yet, but your best friend does."

"..what does he know?"

"He feels like I'm not the real Builderman and that something happened in the forest. I must admit, I've been able to not direct suspicion for a long time.

He's been one of the few that have been able to see through me..but don't worry, he won't suspect a thing once The Spectre is done with him."

Builderman paused.

He sat up, banging his head on the top of the cage.

It didn't hurt, his anger ignoring the pain.

"Don't you DARE hurt him, whatever you are!..they're coming for me. I know them!"

"But do you really?"

...

"You've only known your best friends for what, twenty years? The 'hacker', you've only known him through fighting him. Everyone else? Pfft, you can't just call those guys your friends just because you've been in this place for as long as I've been here."

Despite the black figure's top face being wrapped in bandages, Builderman could just tell they were winking at him.

"I..just..shut up..please. I don't want to deal with this right no-"

"Oh, no, no, no! I don't have anywhere else to go since all your 'friends' are currently sleeping."

"..now you're just being annoying.."

"Jeez, harsh. I'm getting that way more often. Have anything better to say?"

"Stop using my avatar."

"Mmaybe not that."

"Okay, well-at least use someone else!"

The figure thought, transitioning into Noob.

"This better??"

"..really?"

"Oh my god, what now?!"

"At least someone who I'm not close with."

They tilted their head.

"What's wrong with me being a simple Noob?? I can be ANY Noob!"

Builderman grabbed onto their shirt, pointing at a number.

"That's the same number as Noob's. Every Noob, Bacon, Guest, etc, has one of these."

"..oh. That's smart."

"Yeah. It was my best friend's idea."

"..which one."

"Roblox. Half Robot, half human? Ring any bells?"

"OHHH!! Emo Guy!"

Builderman facepalmed.

"Really."

"..that's literally what me and the gang call them; Emo Guy."

"He, actually."

"What's wrong with They/Them??"

"..it's kind of hard to explain. He's sensitive when someone uses They/It on him. It makes him actually feel like a mindless robot."

"ohh..I can relate to that."

"Shut up, no you can't."

"Yeaahh, that's true. Anyways! I better get back to the control panel!"

They smiled, lifting off the ground.

"Wait."

Builderman quickly stopped them.

"..can you stay for a bit? Please? At least until your boss desperately needs you. I can't remember the last time I've had company."

....

"Yeah, sure."

The figure sat down next to the medium-sized cage, tapping their fingers on the round.

"So," the admin started.

"Do you..have a name?"

They nodded.

"Default. It was the name my creator gave me."

"Oh! You were created?"

"..yeah, I was originally going to be the main character of a series she was working on, but then it took a dark turn. I was tortured without a second to breathe.

Even when she slept, she would put me on this machine that just..brutally crushed my body, over and over again until she woke up.

Then, the cycle would repeat.

She said it would end, but it never did.

..I was able to escape, but I had nowhere to go, I.."

..were they crying?

The bandages on Default's face were soaked in tears, a bit of them dissolving.

Builderman put a hand on their shoulder..well- he couldn't since they were just made out of shadow.

"..I know how you feel. I had the same thing happen with another friend. He was tortured by his creator over and over again.

The world is cruel out there, but you're not fighting it alone. I'm here if you need someone to vent to, okay?"

.....

Default sniffled, nodding slowly. Then, they paused.

Boss was going to kill them.

They instantly stood up, brushing away their tears,

"A-anyways!! I should be on my way! It's getting too late!"

POOF!

They were gone.

Builderman sighed, smiling softly.

Great, now he needed to sleep.

John Doe grunted, sitting up.

He wasn't able to sleep, again.

Damnit, why was his sleep schedule failing him?? He hasn't slept in two weeks..

Eh, he needs to use the bathroom anyways.

He hopped out of bed, landing on the wooden floor.

It creaked under his weight.

Yeahh, someone heard that.

He walked downstairs, seeing Doombringer drinking some coffee.

Somehow, he didn't need sleep at all.

"..problem sleeping again?" He asked.

John nodded, rubbing his eyes.

It was hard, but he's been learning.

Doombringer's expression faded into a concerned one.

"..are you sure nothing happened during your rounds? Like-maybe one of those idiots did something to you?"

The 'hacker' shook his head, now feeling an upcoming headache.

Jesus, what was wrong with him??

He sat at the dining table, grabbing a few sheets of paper and some crayons.

'I don't know what's been happening lately. I've been moodier and closed off. I had 1x1x1x1 and Azure point it out already. I don't want the kids to worry too.'

Doombringer sat down next to him.

"I understand. I can try to give you some melatonin. That could help."

It was hard to tell if the other was happy or sad since his face was just stuck smiling.

John Doe nodded, flipping over the paper.

'That would be great. Thanks, Doom.'

"No problem, man. Anything for a friend."

Chapter Text

"..sir, are you sure this is safe?"

John Doe asked, a bit scared.

He was called in by his creator, Builderman, for a small test subject.

He was the only available Helper Bot right now since the rest were helping around Robloxia as their duty.

The CEO nodded, writing in a book.

"Yes, Mr.Doe. It's safe. I just needed to run a test make sure this will be great to go out to the people."

"..ah, alright..uhm..what is it for?"

"It's an easier way for helper bots to transfer places. When people order things and you guys transfer them to their place, their packages appear beaten up and stuff due to the long distance.

This way, you won't have to waste as much energy, and the people will get their packages in their right form."

John Doe smiled a bit.

"That's actually really helpful. Uhm, how do I transfer?"

Builderman typed in something into a control panel, making a clone of the small transporting cubical. He moved it right next to the other one.

"First, you need to say your name, then you just say wherever you want to go. Like this; John Doe, Work At A Pizza Place."

Pretty simple enough.

"Alright, John. Are you ready?"

John Doe nodded.

"Yup!

John Doe; Roblox HQ!"

....

.....

Nothing happened...?

Builderman sighed, rubbing his temples.

"Ugh, damnit. I think I messed up something. John, step out really quick.."

John frowned, moving to step out.

'Teleporting Helper Bot 356 to Roblox HQ.'

The cubical then shut closed right onto his foot, trapping half of his body in the machine.

It then started buzzing, beginning the transporting section.

Builderman paused. He then quickly sprinted into action, repeatedly slamming the 'open' button.

"DAMNIT, DAMNIT!! OPEN UP!!"

John Doe screamed in pain, his body feeling like it was split into two.

Then,

everything went black.

The electricity flowing through both cubicles was enough to shut down the whole HQ.

The only thing Builderman was left with was the half of John's corpse.

It laid there lifeless, heart still pumping blood softly.

It slowed down, pumping one last time before stopping completely.

"Mr. Builder? The Power went out again..

...Builderman?"

Jane Doe pushed open the door.

She knew Builderman was busy, but Jesus, she couldn't get any work done with this power outage.

"Sir! Did you-..."

oh.

Oh..

Builderman sat in the corner of the room, blood over his hands. They were buried into his messy hair.

He was looking down at a familiar corpse, left half completely gone.

When he noticed Jane Doe, he paused.

"..Jane, hey...

...

please, please don't tell anyone about this.."

Jane Doe stared at the corpse of her husband, terrified.

"..what..did you do.."

"please, don't be mad at me, it was an acciden-!"

She slammed Builderman against the wall, angry tears pouring out.

"BUILDERMAN, WHAT THE #### DID YOU DO!?"

She yelled in his face, hands shaking.

"ANSWER ME!!"

...

"..i'm sorry, Jane..I'm sorry, I-"

heavy breathing pushed past the silence in the room, causing the two to pause.

The corpse was gone.

Jane Doe let go of Builderman, causing him to fall to the floor.

"Where..where did the-"

"JANE, LOOK OUT!"

She turned around to late, being tackled to the floor by her creator.

"OW-! WHAT WAS THA-t..for..?"

There was a figure in the dark, breathing heavily.

It was hard to tell what they looked like. Remember, the electricity ran out.

Oh, it seems that it turned back on again! Now, we can see that figure in the dar-

it's John Doe, but..he looked very different. The left side of his body was completely black, almost taking over his right side.

He was smiling..creepily, and his left eye was also taken over by the weird blackness.

He looked over at Builderman and Jane Doe, head tilting.

Jane paused, terrified.

That wasn't her husband.

John Doe roared, sprinting full speed as he tackled his wife to the floor, raising his clawed hand to get ready to attack her.

"GET OFF HER!"

He yelled, feeling pain in his torso.

Builderman huffed, holding a gun.

"I SAID GET OFF!!"

He fired another bullet, hitting the creature directly in his eye.

He roared, stumbling into a closet.

Builderman shut it tight, putting a lock on it.

He fell to the ground, grabbing his chest.

His heart was racing too fast.

He needed to calm down.

...he couldn't calm down.

Why can't he calm down?!

Just calm down, it's not that hard.

..please.

His vision was fading in and out over and over again, giving him a headache.

..what have you done..?

Builderman gasped, head hitting the metal roof of the cell.

Ow, that was going to hurt.

...

"Jesus..third nightmare this week.."

Default hasn't been back in a while. It was starting to get lonely.

..very lonely.

And it was kind of cold. 

A blanket would help, but hey! Noones around to hear him scream for one.

..what's the point.

He sighed, rubbing his head.

Ow, and now his left eye was hurting.

Kind of felt like it was on fire.

Eh, it'll go away.

..right?

Yes, Builderman. It will. Jesus, stop being so dramatic.

Just..go to bed. You'll see your friends someday.

..someday. That's a funny word to say.

Chapter Text

John rubbed his head, feeling another headache.

He was only able to get at least two hours of sleep, and it showed.

Well, if someone doesn't look at him for too long, they surely wouldn't spot the eyebags.

"Mr.Doe! Mr.Doe!!"

Ah, speak of the devil.

The door to his bedroom opened as Bluudud3 and Pr3tty Pr1ncess ran inside.

The two were pretty upset. They probably must've gotten into another fight.

Pr3tty Pr1ncess held up her wand. It was snapped in half.

"Bluudud3 broke my wand!!"

Bluudud3 shook his head angrily.

"No, I didn't!! It's your fault for leaving it on the floor!"

"I left it on my dresser! You and C00lkid definitely knocked it down while playing!"

"Now you're just making up stuff!"

"NO?!"

The two started yelling over each other, arguing back and forth.

..this was not helping his headache.

"CHILDREN!!"

Bluudud3 and Pr3tty Pr1ncess went silent, seeing 1x1x1x1 leaning against the doorframe.

"Can't you two see that John isn't in the mood..? He needs time to wake up for the game of 'tag' today."

The kids crossed their arms, facing away from each other as they walked out the room.

Once they were out, 1x1x1x1 waved at John before shutting the door.

Thank god.

John Doe got up, making himself some coffee.

It's not easy making coffee with a clawed corrupted hand.

Ya know, he could just eat the entire mug to save time, but he doesn't want to break any more dishes.

He painfully finished off his coffee setting it aside.

If you're wondering how hard it is for him to eat/drink, the sides of his mouth are like-glued in place, making it hard for him to eat large portions at a time.

He also takes a long time to swallow since his insides work differently now.

Thirteen minutes on the clock. That should be enough to get dressed.

He grabbed a blue shirt and a green tie, slipping them on.

Now, time for the shorts.

..hmm..

this is hard to choose from..

maybe you can help!

Should he choose the green shorts, the green shorts, or the green shorts?

....

.......

..really? The green shorts..? That wasn't even an option!

Whatever.

Builderman groaned.

This headache has been bothering him for three whole days.

He's been trying to keep track of time, but it's hard to with one hour of sleep per day.

When was the last time Default visited him?

..eh, not importan-

woah, what is that wave of nausea..?

It's the same feeling the first time he was in a round.

..why is it back?

....

Wait, where is he?

Everything faded black for a bit. Why is he now in a grassy area?

..it looked familiar as well. Might as well walk around.

And it was indeed somewhere he was before, Glass Houses.

Was he finally in a round?

Hey, don't get him wrong. He'd rather be killed over and over again than stay in a cage smaller than an atom.

Walking around, he noticed a familiar person.

Guest 1337.

He was working on a generator, hands shaky.

Huh..he might need some help.

Builderman walked over to his friend, ready to help out.

Guest paused upon seeing him, eyes widened.

Err-not the reaction he was expecting.

"Uh-hey, Guest..why the..suprised reaction?.."

the soldier was backing away slowly. Seriously, what was wrong with him?

"..what? Is there something wrong with m-AUGH!!"

Builderman yelled, stumbling over.

"Gotcha!"

A familiar voice said.

"Nice distraction, 13. Let's get out of here!"

"Uh-thanks..alright."

The two figures walked away.

..what. WHERE ARE THEY GOING?!

"Wait, WAITT!!"

He ran after them, trying to grab onto the yellow figure's arm.

He was successful, but they yelped, trying to pull off of his grip.

Guest stopped in place, turning around as he noticed the situation.

Builderman didn't let go, trying to find out what was going on.

Why were they scared of him..?

Guest 1337 yawned, groaning.

"Eugh..another week, another painful day."

He was already dressed. No need to get up.

Well, he needed to brush his teeth and shower, but hey-no one would notice the smell since they would be constantly running for hours.

..Guest, go shower.

Yeah, Guest. You're right.

He painfully got up, slipping on his shoes.

"Aughh..I don't feel like showering..how long is the round for toda-"

everything faded into black.

He woke up in a familiar area, Glass Houses.

Ah, this is a nice map. As long as the killer isn't John Doe or 1x1x1x1, this is a fairly easy map to survive on.

He spawned next to Builderman. He was already building a dispenser.

Welp might as well find a machine.

Guest 1337 looked round, seeing a machine in the glass building.

He walked over to it, putting the wires together.

"..jesus, I can't focus on anything during the morning rounds."

It took him at least almost a minute to do the first puzzle.

If only Builderman could offer him help, but he didn't want to bother the admin.

He then heard familar footsteps, stilling.

Heavy breathing as well.

Guest looked up, seeing John Doe standing there.

Oh!

He should probably run off, but he spotted Shedletsky sneaking behind the killer.

Might as well just cause a distraction.

He continued backing away, wearing a scared expression.

John Doe growled, stepping forward.

He then let out a yell as he was plunged in the back with the former admin's sword.

"Nice distraction, 13! Let's get out of here!"

Guest nodded.

"Uh-thanks..alright.."

the two ran off, currently not in a rush since their whole purpose was to distract the killer this round.

They haven't spotted Chance nor Two Time yet. Maybe they weren't picked, or probably off doing generators.

Shedletsky put his hands behind his head, feeling confident they were going to win this round.

"Heh, we make a pretty good team! Let's continue distracting this guy. Can't be too har-AAA!"

He felt a tight grip on his arm, being pulled over to John Doe.

"UHHH-UHHMEMR, GUEST!!"

Guest snapped out of his thoughts, eyes locking in on the situation.

He charged at the killer, pushing him away.

"Don't get too cocky. As long as he doesn't kill anyone, we have a chance. The time is two minutes and twenty-two seconds."

Shedletsky's eyes widened.

"How..how did you do the math without a wat-"

"Less talking, more fighting."

"Right, sorry.."

Chapter Text

I literally have 4% of chapter 13 completed vro jesus.

Uhh, and chapter 13 might, KEYWORD MIGHT come out next day (the 25th) or this day since I'm spending quality time with my.family :D

ALSO I FIGURED OUT HOW TO MAKE TELAMON MY MINECRAFT OUTFIT YAYAYA

I love you telamon 🤤

Dude why did they make Eun-mi so fine, but she actually turned out to be evil.

CAN THERE BE A GOOD ENDING FOR HARVEY AND WE (yes WE) can all agree that I'll be marrying him 😈💙💙

Actually screw that I'll take them both

My friends told me to go to sleep, but little did they know..I don't know.

my oc got forsakened cause their dad left them for 15 years :thumbs-up

Well, that's not what happened, but they just haven't seen eachother on 15 years

Ok, it's almost 3am over here dies cutly

Chapter Text

as the title. To make up for the fact that I literally have been having writer's block for like four days or five or idk anymore, I decided to make chapter 13 the longest chapter I've ever wrote.

It's gonna be full of angst and secrets :3

Here's a few spoilers cause why nawt

Guest and Shedletsky go back into the forest together

At least one of them get injured in the process and almost die

Noob 666 is getting more attention yayayay

And uhh, I hope to at least make this chapter 3k-5k words long. Tehe!

I'm REALLY excited to work on this cause I have so much stuff to yap about for this chapter vro

I will try to get the chapter done before October since I also gotta work on my comic for this graphic competition, but yeahha!!

Cutesy goes back to watching ninjago (SEASON 3 PART 2 IS OUTTT) 

Chapter Text

The round they had was..pretty boring.

the killer, John Doe, barely did any damage.

He kept growling and tried dodging hits but failed miserably.

It was strange, but hey! At least nobody got hurt!

Shedletsky sighed, laying in his bed.

Jesus, everything hurt.

The reason? There isn't one! His body is just being annoying.

He stood up, deciding to do something interesting.

Everyone was probably still resting before the last round of the day.

Hmm..it's in three hours..that should give him enough time to do something he isn't allowed to do..

...maybe explore the forest one more time..

okay, dude. Hear him out!

Think of it this way;

Your BEST friend went into a forest, got injured in the process, and just came back acting completely fine?!

Plus, he went into that forest with Builderman before. They saw hallucinations of..things that he doesn't want to repeat, but-

okay, this comparison is pointless.

Let's just get out of here before anyone else finds ou-

"Shedletsky, what are you doing..?"

oh.

Elliot leaned on the door of his cabin, arms crossed.

Shedletsky fumbled with his words.

"Uhh, I was just..going to check on the garden!"

"..that's the wrong way."

"Whoops! Silly me!"

Elliot eyed the former admin suspiciously.

"..You're hiding something."

"Whattt? Me? Hiding something?! Pfft!! Elliot, I was a admin! Us admins don't hide things from people!"

Shedletsky smiled nervously.

If only this detective could just..shoo off!

You do not want to know about the countless times at least everyone (except Elliot) tried to go on a adventure, only to be caught by Elliot. EVERY. SINGLE. DAMN. TIME.

it's a curse..

"Let me guess.."

Elliot started.

"You want to go into the forest?"

The former admin sighed, giving up.

"How..how do you always know..?"

"A magican never exposes his secrets."

"..you work at Work At A Pizza Place, getting two robuxs per hour."

"If you don't shut the heck up, I'm going to shove sixty peanut butter cookies up your a-"

"Hey, guys!"

 Guest 1337 waved, coming out of nowhere.

Does everyone here have the power of walking in at the right time..

Elliot smiled a bit.

"Hey, 13. Shed's heading back into the forest and needs someone to accompany him."

"Oh."

Guest 1337 looked over at Shedletsky.

"I..I don't know about that..Chance got hurt pretty badly, and we still don't know what happened to Noob. I really don't want to put any more pressure on everyone else if one of us gets hurt."

The former admin's expression softened.

"Guest, please. You out of everyone besides me know that somethings up with 'Builderman!' I..please, I can't do this alone.."

He pleaded.

..great.

One, they can either go back in the forest with that creepy monster lookie thing, or two, they stay here and live with that fake Builderman.

Guest 1337 sighed.

"..we don't have long before the next round. Two hours and fourty-two minutes."

He looked over at Elliot.

"Think you can stall for that long?"

Elliot smirked.

"You're talking to the guy that stalled fifty customers in one hour."

The soldier chuckled a bit.

"Not surprised you've done something like that. Cmon, Shed. Let's get out of here."

Shedletsky nodded, waving goodbye to Elliot as he walked alongside Guest.

...

...

"Jackpot!!"

Chance smirked, fixing his glasses.

He just landed on the three winning numbers, winning the lottery.

"..just your luck..again?"

He turned around, seeing his friend Itrapped sitting down next to him.

"Yeah, man! I got three thousand dollars!"

"Three thousand? That's the same amount as the last two. You will literally spend it all in just two days."

Chance scoffed.

"Come on, man! I'm not like that!"

Itrapped crossed his arms, sighing.

"You can't keep making the same amount of money if you're just going to spend it all in one place. You literally just got pulled out of your house because you failed to pay your bills, and now you're living with me."

"Ugh..you're no fun."

"You're making bad decisions for yourself. You need a better way to make money."

Itrapped grabbed a piece of paper, showing it to his friend.

Chance tilted his head.

"..Russian Roulette..?"

Itrapped smiled.

"One gun, six empty chambers, one bullet, and seven players. It continues until one player is left. I think it would work for you since your luck is great."

Chance frowned, looking a bit concerned.

"I..are you sure I can't just keep winning lottery tickets..?"

"Chance. You're not staying in my house forever."

"Fine...where is it located?"

"A..secret area. You know how admins are about games like these going on."

"Oh yeah.."

"Just..pack your stuff. I'll tell you when we get there."

'Player five eliminated, two players remaining.'

Chance sat shakily in front of his enemy, someone who was looking way tough and scarier than him. He had to stay strong. Itrapped is watching him!

The gun spun in the middle before he grabbed it, aiming it at himself.

...something stopped him.

He couldn't pull the trigger.

Five seconds left on the clock before he was forced to pull it on himself.

He pulled it away from his head, aiming it at his enemy.

BANG! right in the head.

Their lifeless body fell to the floor, bleeding out.

He shakily exhaled.

..that..could've been him.

"Congratulations!"

The host smiled, fixing their tie, stained with blood from path games.

"You seemed to have really good luck! You should come back often!!"

Chance smiled nervously, standing up on shaky feet.

"I..thanks, bu-"

"He would gladly like to come back often!"

Itrapped smiled, putting his hands on Chance's shoulder.

"Right, Chance?"

Chance stuttered.

His friend was pretty entertained..it was the first time he's seen him like that in a while.

"Y-yeah..! I would love to!"

The host smiled.

"Great! If you ever want to know more about where our games take place, here's a little card!"

They pulled out a blood-stained card, handing it to Chance.

It had all of the information needed. Great..! Just..err- really hard to see because of all the blood, and mainly because he felt like he was going to throw up from all the organs splattered everywhere.

..buttt, he'll get used to it, right..?

....

Game 342. 342,000,000 million won in just five months.

 ..illegally won.

That's..not what matters. Itrapped is..

...happy?

Wait, where did he go?

He was just standing the-

BANG!

He tensed, the last opponent falling to the floor.

"Congratulations!!"

The host walked out into the room, carrying a suitcase. They slid it over to Chance.

"One million dollars, as promised!"

Chance smiled, holding onto the suitcase.

"Thanks.."

This was getting repetitive. He's been going through these competitions like water. Two-one per day. It's tiring..

Not that that matters. Itrapped's probably waiting for him outside.

...

Chance hissed, hands red from carrying this big suitcase.

Who knew sheets of paper could be so heavy..?

Anyways, there was Itrapped! Waving at him!!

He walked over to his pal, smiling.

"Heyy, Itrapped..! I won! Again!!"

Itrapped smiled, but even a stranger could tell it was fake.

"That's great, man. Say, how about we take a walk?"

Chance frowned.

"I don't think I can walk right no-"

"Come on, Chance. It'll be fun."

"...alright."

The two took a small, silent walk, the only sound being heard was the grass below them.

When they were far enough from town, Itrapped stopped.

"Hm? Itrapped? Are you alright..?"

Chance asked, stepping closer to his best friend.

....

Itrapped launched at Chance, summoning a sword.

Chance's eyes widened as he dodged, the sword scraping his cheek.

"I-..Itrappdd what was that fo-"

"I'm tired of you, Chance. I'm tired of it all! I don't know how you're still alive from those games..it just doesn't make sense! Someone like you shouldn't be this lucky!"

Chance stepped back.

"What..?"

"You heard me."

Itrapped frowned.

"That money was supposed to be mine!"

"Itrapped, I don't understa-"

"SHUT UP AND DIE!"

He charged at his 'friend' again.

Chance stumbled as he tried to dodge, sword plunging into his chest.

"AGH!.."

He fell to the floor, grabbing onto his chest to slow the bleeding.

Itrapped huffed, smirking.

"Haha..finally..after all these years.."

He tilted Chance's head up with his sword.

"I've been waiting for this all my life.."

Chance gagged on his own blood.

He sobbed, closing his eyes.

He was already losing so much blood. What was the point of trying to stay awake..?

....

....

He opened his eyes, trying to figure out why he hasn't been killed yet.

He thought that Itrapped must've left him to bleed out, but no.

He was somewhere else.

With..other familiar people.

Well, there was one person he didn't recognize.

They had a symbol on their shirt, playing with a dagger.

Their mouth was also moving, definitely talking.

They then stopped, turning to him.

He paused.

Are they going to hurt him?

They started talking again. He could only make out bits of their conversation.

"New...place..survivor.."

okay, what was that about?

Chance saw a handsome dude walking towards him, gently picking him up.

Ow..that hurt.

(i'm in denial about toughluck, but let Chance call a random guy handsome after being attacked by his best friend :<)

After a short walk outside, the handsome guy stopped in front of a cabin, knocking on the door.

Out came a yellow-haired boy, eyebags under his eyes.

When he saw Chance, he freaked, immediately taking him inside.

That was..pretty much the last thing he could remember before he fainted.

"ance.."

"Chance.."

"CHANCE!!"

Chance gasped loudly, sitting up faster than Builderman could complete the first puzzle of a generator while being chased by an entanglement (what).

"Where..where am I!?"

He looked around, realizing his vision was slightly blurry.

Well, he was able to make out the figure next to him; Elliot.

"Elliot..? Where..where are my shades?"

Elliot sighed, sitting down in a chair.

"We had to take them off. Anyways, how are you doing..?"

Chance thought for a bit.

"Uhh, doing okay. Just had a memory of when I first came here, but..yeah!"

(Chance isn't dead btw he was still alive when Itrapped stabbed him. Basically, Itrapped literally saw him disappear and was like- "wtf.")

"..oh. Alright."

The two sat in silence for what felt like forever.

....there wasn't much to talk about.

Noob sat in the corner of their room, listening to music.

Well, they were just humming random songs to keep them calm.

They didn't want anyone bothering them for a few hours.

If you're wondering where Taph went, he's staying with Dusekkar in the main cabin until Noob's ready for company.

They reached up, touching their ear.

It wasn't bleeding anymore thank God.

...

Their body still stinged from his touches.

They hated it. They hated it so much.

His lips on their neck, hands on their waist..

they sobbed, burying their head into their knees.

knock, knock, knock.

They jumped, almost falling over.

"..y-yes..?"

....

"Noob, you need to eat something. You've been skipping meals left and right. Please eat..I've brought you some leftover pizza."

It was 7n7. It was easy to tell since his voice was usually staticky.

..why did he care so much?

"..I don't feel like eating right now."

....

The door slowly opened, footsteps getting closer to them.

007n7 stood right in front of Noob, a plate with three slices of pizza in his left hand.

He sat it down on the bed, sitting down next to his friend.

"..I know you're still upset about what I did. I apologize..I was too afraid. The flames, they..they reminded me of-"

"Sev,"

Noob cut him off.

"You..you don't need to apologize. It's not about that."

7 tilted his head.

"..It's not?"

"No.."

....

"Maybe a little bit."

"Noob.."

Noob sighed, leaning back against the wall.

"I'm sorry..I'm just..overwhelmed right now. When my ears started to bleed, I..I couldn't move at all. It was like..I was watching my life on TV for a few days."

007n7's expression softened.

"I had a feeling like that before. It happened..I think..three months ago?"

"..what?!"

Noob's eyes widened.

"How didn't we know?!"

The retired hacker chuckled.

"Well, you guys still hated me back then, so.."

"..oh. What did you do to snap yourself out of it?"

"Nothing. I just kind of accepted it all. I thought I was going insane, but hearing it happen to you?..I think there's a reason for it."

Noob sighed.

"There's a conclusion to everything now in this place.. you stubbed your toe twice in a row? Boom, turns out it's because the Spectre really hates you or something."

007n7 laughed.

"Remember that one time Elliot tripped on his way towards the main cabin?"

Noob giggled.

"Hah! That was hilarious!..well-I'm glad he didn't get hurt.."

"Yeah, same.."

....

"Sev?"

"..hm?"

"You think there might be a way out of here?"

....

"Yes, I do. We'll find it soon. I promise.."

"HAZAH!!"

Shedletsky smirked, swinging vines out the way.

"Take that, stupid vines!"

Guest 1337 crossed his arms, sighing.

"At least try to be a bit quieter. We're in this place with a monster ready to eat us for breakfast."

The former admin scoffed.

"You're no fun!"

"Oh yeah, me trying to keep us from not dying is no fun."

"Whatever man. We're sentinels! If the monster tries to attack us, we'll just jump him like the duo we are!"

Guest 1337 frowned.

"We can't always rely on our abilities. Plus, our cooldowns here still work for some reason, and some of us can't even use our abilities."

"Oh yeah..anyways, let's make this quick. Find Builderman and get out!"

...

"Guest?"

Huh, that was weird. Where..where did he go?

Ugh, really?! Did he seriously leave?

Whatever.

"I can find Builderman on my own!"

He ventured by himself through the forest, stumbling in some bushes, and getting scratched on loads of random twigs.

Nothing could stop him from getting to Builderma-

SNAP!

.

Shedletsky paused.

What was that.

He heard the sound of growling behind him, trembling.

Yeahh, he was cooked.

he SLOWLY turned around.

A skinny tall figure stood in front of him; the same one they ran into two weeks ago.

Oh!

"Ermm-I'm just going to slowly back awa-"

It opened its mouth, revealing stacks and stacks of teeth.

He yelped, running off.

"Nope, nope, nope! I'm not dying today!!"

Shedletsky glanced back.

Mistake.

The monster was RIGHT there—its jagged teeth nearly grazing his hair.

"AHHHH GET AWAY FROM M-wait I have a sword"

he stopped in place, aiming the sword at the monster.

And as expected, it backed off.

"Hah! Who's the scared one now?!"

The monster frowned, opening its mouth to swallow the sword whole.

"oh."

OH.

Shedletsky dashed off again, but didn't get far as the monster was able to catch up and pin him into the ground.

Well, great! He was dinner.

"Tell my wife I love her.."

He did a dramatic pose, covering his eyes.

...

why is he still alive.

He opened his eyes, seeing the monster backing away.

Err-what for.

He turned around, seein-

GUEST?!

"Well, where were you?!"

He asked angrily, standing up.

Guest 1337 shrugged.

"Some weird fog came in, and then I lost you."

Shedletsky thought about it.

It would make sense why the other would just randomly disappear on him.

"Eh, you're right. Anyways, why's this thing scared of you?"

"Uhh, I dunno. I find it kind of weird. I'm just your average guest."

The monster roared, backing away further.

Shedletsky backed away slowly as well.

"Let's just uhh..quickly get out of here before it gets any closer."

Guest nodded, leading the way.

Well, it seems like the racism on guests is still a thing. That sucks.

Hm. Not something he needs to worry about right now.

Since the monster wouldn't get close to him, it's safe to walk away next to it..he hopes.

"GUEST-!"

He stopped, turning back.

Oh.

The monster had Shedletsky's leg in its mouth, biting hard on it.

He could tell it was biting hard since the former admin was screaming in pain, and blood was leaking down his leg.

Guest 1337 ran over, punching the monster off of the other's leg, but it wouldn't let go.

"Shed..SHED, IT'S NOT LETTING GO."

"MAKE IT LET GO!!"

Shedletsky yelled out in pain.

"PLEASE, IT HURTS SO BAD..!"

The retired soldier looked around, spotting a branch with a sharp end.

He grabbed it, stabbing it into the monster's eye.

It growled in agony, backing off.

He then quickly pulled Shedletsky into a nearby bush, making sure the monster lost them.

Alright, let's see how bad the wound i-

...

"Is it bad..?"

Shedletsky asked, eyes closed.

"..it's worse than bad.

Shed..your whole leg's gone.."

Default crossed his arms.

"..really, dude? You've taken bullets. A simple stick? REALLY?"

The creature sobbed, covering its eye.

"Default, I am going to kill you. You don't even have any eyes, so you obviously don't know how it feels."

He scoffed.

"Really?! Pfft. I've been crushed, poisoned, eaten alive, stabbed, shot, burnt ali-"

"WE GET IT! YOUR CREATOR'S TERRIBLE!! NOW CAN YOU GRAB SOME STUFF FOR MY EYE?! IT BURNS!!"

"Okay, okay! Jesus.."

Chapter Text

So, maybe a few have heard, but I was in Gwamgo's (a youtuber known for making videos about Roblox drama) stream, and I heard that Soul was getting 20% of money from Forsaken or something?

I've also heard that Hytoko is trying to make up lies to protest against this, but I haven't heard much about the drama, so I might be wrong.

Anyways, I've been playing Forsaken for a few months, and it's been really enjoyable. The only thing I hated about it was the devs (I did not spend a SINGLE bit of robuxs I have. Yes, I have zero robuxs).

Basically, what I'm trying to say is until further notice, I might stop making Forsaken Fics since people are just going to start leaving the fandom, and probably won't even read them, so there's no point.

BUT DON'T WORRY.

This fic WILL be finished. I am NOT leaving it on *discontinued* forever.

But yeah, chapter fourteen soon.

(I also have a wattpad request I need to work on, BUT CHAPTER FOURTEEN SOON.)

ok at least a spoiler.

this chapter revolves around a special hatred-filled creature.

but yeah. I might need to find some more fandoms to make fics about.

I plan to move to either Blocktales, Dandy's World, or..Save Robloxia.

they're really fun games please go check them out :pray

andd uhh, yes.

Really sucks to see what this game has become in not even one year.

This game came out on CHRISTMAS if I remember.

AND DON'T EVEN GET ME STARTED ON THE WHOLE SCHELP SITUATION.

and that betrayed 1x1x1x1 gooner.

Jesus christ dude. WHAT HAS THIS YEAR BECOME.

This fic might end at 17-19 chapters, but just stay tuned ig.

I'M TRYING TO RUSH THIS BEFORE ANYTHING ELSE HAPPENS VRO.

FORSAKEN PAUSE ON THE DRAMA AND LET ME COOK BEFORE THIS FIC GOES EXTINCT.

Anyways, we're almost at 5k hits! Yayy!!

dies cutely

Chapter Text

1x1x1x1 laid on their bed, leg in pain.

They literally have no clue why.

It feels like it was bitten off or something. Jesus.

Anyways, Noli's round is going to start soon. It's their turn to babysit the kids.

"Ugh.."

They groaned.

"It's just for at least seven minutes. You can handle that."

They sat up, getting down from their bed.

They also can't put any weight on their leg since it'll hurt..somehow.

1x1x1x1 looked in the mirror, applying some dark makeup to their eyebags to cover them.

They spotted their dark rotten wings, something they want to forget.

....

No. Don't remember that. You're not related to her nor him.

They grabbed their cape, slipping it over the wings.

They'll fully rot soon and be gone. Thank goodness.

...

"Hey."

1x1x1x1 gasped, looking around.

How..how were they still alive..?!

..where were they?

The last thing they remembered was..

....

"Where..where am I..?"

"You're in your mind."

"..what?"

"The ones you trusted killed you, I'm here to help you get revenge on them. I will give you a better place than this blank space."

1x1x1x1 was a bit skeptical about the offer.

They couldn't trust anyone anymore after what they've been through.

..but revenge sounds sweet.

"What's the catch"

"There is no catch. Now, do you accept?"

"..I..yes, but..I have a request."

"What is this request you speak of?"

1x1x1x1 turned around, flexing their grey wings.

"I want these gone. permanently."

"Oh? Are you sure you would like to go through the pr-"

"Yes."

They cut off the voice.

"I don't want to be related to them anymore.."

....

"It is your wish. The pain you feel isn't brought upon me, but yourself.."

"Wait, pain? You didn't tell me there was pa-AUGH!"

1x1x1x1 fell to the floor, wings snapping out of place as they were ripped from their sockets.

(Some people can be born with wings or wear them as an accessory to look cool. If you're born with them, they're inserted INTO your back. You can hide them into your skin, but it's painful to pull them out, and can cause a lot of blood loss.)

Two gaping holes remained in their back, bleeding intensely.

It hurts so much..

Their skin healed pretty fast, patching the two holes.

What still remained of their wings were their lower half, but they were slowly rotting away.

"That was all I was able to clear up. The rest will surely rot away in a few mon-"

"YOU DIDN'T TELL ME IT WAS GOING TO HURT THAT BAD!"

1x1x1x1 yelled, tears in their eyes.

"You didn't ask about it."

"WELL, THAT'S AT LEAST SOMETHING YOU SHOULD SAY BEFORE RIPPING OUT THE WINGS OF SOMEONE WHO WAS BORN WITH THEM! IT HURTS A LOT!!"

"Hm, then that was definitely the first time you've gotten your wings ripped off."

"YES!"

"Well, I'll remind the next person, I guess. Anyways, time to bring you to your new home."

"Kids, no running in the halls! That's dangerous."

1x1x1x1 yelled from downstairs.

Ugh, this was boring. Killing sounds more fun.

But hey, guess what? They didn't get a round today. Yayy!! Next one in line is C00lkid. Ugh.

Speaking of C00lkid, he came downstairs sobbing, hugging 1x1x1x1's leg.

They immediately tensed. That was the bad one.

"1X!! BLUUDUD3 PUSHED ME!!"

The red kid was followed by a Blue one.

"NO, I DIDN'T! YOU GOT IN THE WAY! I ONLY GAVE YOU A SHOVE!"

1x1x1x1 sighed. They need something to drink after this.

"Bluudud3, please don't push your brother."

Bluudud3 scoffed, crossing his arms and looking away.

C00lkid spat out his tongue at him.

"And C00lkid, that's not nice. Apologize."

1x1x1x1 frowned.

"Ugh..fine! Sorry.."

He spoke.

Bluudud3 smirked.

"Apology accepted."

They then ran back upstairs to continue whatever they were doing.

1x1x1x1 sighed, looking back at their leg.

Ow, C00lkid might've grabbed it a bit too hard.

..maybe it's best to talk to that clock to sit out for a few rounds.

They painfully got up, making their way to the kitchen.

In there was an old clock, displaying the wrong time like always.

They played with the hands a bit, waiting for the familiar 'ding.'

When they heard that, they walked back to the couch to couch rot for..at least three days.

It feels good having a system like that.

..anyways, bedtime.

Chapter Text

Builderman exhaled shakily, trying to control his shaky breathing.

Why didn't his friends recognize him..?

His body stinged from the hits he took from the sentinels, bruising up.

It hurt badly. Really badly..

....

"hey."

He didn't respond, continuing to look at the ground.

"Builderman."

"Leave me alone."

Builderman said, hating the sound of his raspy voice.

...

He heard footsteps getting closer to his cell.

"Builderman, I'm being serious. We need to ta-"

"I don't want to."

Default sighed, crossing her arms.

"Your friends are coming for you."

He watched the other pause, knowing he was listening.

"Yeah, some guy I know told me about it. They're getting close, but they obviously won't make it fa-"

"Shut. Up."

Builderman growled.

"If you're not here to bring me good news, then I suggest you leave."

Default scoffed.

"I'm not here to be your enemy. I'm just letting you know your friends are putting yourself in danger for you. The best thing you can do is make it easier for them to find you."

He grabbed a key from his pocket, handing it to Builderman.

"You got fifteen minutes to get out of here. Spec's currently busy patching bugs in its match. I'll let you tie me up when you get back since obviously your friends will be skeptical about why two Buildermans are in this realm."

Builderman looked at the key and then the keyhole. No pranks. They matched. He turned back to Default.

"..why are you helping me?"

Default's expression softened a bit.

"I know how it feels to be trapped. I don't want to be the bad person everyone's afraid of. You deserve to be free. I was all caught up in this revenge thing that I didn't realize I was hurting others the same way my creator did to me."

oh..

so this guy actually does have feelings.

Builderman nodded.

"It's good to see you're coming to your senses. When we get out of here, I promise to take you with us."

Default smiled.

"And Noob 666."

...

"who..?"

"..Noob 666. My friend."

He paused.

He hasn't heard that name in forever.

Noob 666. They were reported dead years ago.

If Default knows them, then that means they're stuck here as well. Damn you, Spectre.

Shedletsky groaned in pain, holding onto Guest 1337's shoulder.

"Ow, ow, ow!! That hurts!"

Guest huffed, trying to be careful.

They didn't have no medical supplies so using Shed's feathers were the only thing he could do.

He grabbed some sticks as well, tying the bloody wound up to stop the bleeding for a bit.

"There, finished. Can you walk?"

.

"Guest, I just got my leg BRUTALLY torn off, and you're asking me if I can walk?"

"Ok, maybe that wasn't the smartest thing I ever said. Come on, let me lift you up in a non-gay way."

"what."

"Nothing."

Guest 1337 sat down, putting his hands under Shedletsky's back, lifting him up slowly. He could hear the other whimpering in pain.

"..can you wrap your arms around my neck? It'll make it easier to lift you up."

Shedletsky wrapped his arms around the soldier's neck, closing his eyes. Man, he was tired.

Guest then moved his hands under the former admin's legs, starting to slowly lift him up.

"There we go. Now just stay awake for at least thirty minutes so I can bring you back to the cab-"

.

Shedletsky fell to the ground, feeling pain in his leg.

"G-GUEST?!"

He looked around, desperately looking for his friend.

Have the three hours already passed..?

.

Growling.

Intense growling behind him.

He slowly turned around, spotting the same monster from earlier that bit off his leg, blood leaking down it's chin.

Oh no.

Guest 1337 opened his eyes, realizing he wasn't in the forest anymore.

Oh no, oh no, OH NO.

He spotted Chance working on a generator, waving over to him.

"Guest, hey! Mind helping me out with this?"

....

Shedletsky's alone in the forest.

He's injured and left alone with that..thing.

This is bad. This is bad on SO many levels../ref

....

....

"I'M IT, I'M IT, I'M ITT!!!"

Chapter Text

Thank you all for enjoying my stories!! I never expected for people to actually love them, lol. Anyways, uhh not the best at drawing, but I like my oc/sona :D

Random fact; these were the ocs I mentioned when I said one of them left the other for 15 years. Can u guess who's the son lmao :3

ANYWAYS!! This will be the last Forsaken book I'll make because people (including me)"are leaving the Forsaken fandom because of the devs. I can't play the game like I used to anymore. Buttt, that doesn't mean I'll stop making stories. I plan to make Dandy's World stories now!! I recently just got back into the game, and now I'm kind of interested on making some :D! Blocktales is a swing and a miss since idk if I'll enjoy making them. Again, thank you all for 5k hits, and I hope you guys will continue this journey with me as I make more funny little books for you guys to enjoy!

Chapter Text

"You're no fun!!"

C00lkid frowned, covering his eyes.

He was shot by Chance before he was able to get to that stupid Guest.

Once he was ready to move again, the two were already gone.

"Ugh!! Minions, help me!"

Two clones of him crawled out of the ground, carrying pizzas.

They paused for a bit before starting to move, leading C00lkid to a nearby survivor.

"Heheh!! I'll find them..!!"

Chance huffed, coming to a stop.

He had to pull Guest far away from the kid's view.

"Dude. What was that about?! You could've been seriously hurt!"

He said with a frown, crossing his arms.

Guest 1337 sighed.

"Sorry. I was out of it for a bit.."

"Ah, makes sense. The teleporting and stuff still mess with a few of us, me not included."

Chance smirked, flipping his coin.

Tails. Damnit.

"Ugh..tails."

He fixed his hat, the weakness clearing up.

"I wasn't able to complete that generator. I'll leave it up to someone else if they pass it. For now, let's see if there's one in the red truck."

Guest 1337 nodded, trying to hide the worry in his tone.

"Y-yeah. Once we finished that, we need to distract the kill-"

"Remember; we need to make sure 7's not in this match. I don't want to get on his bad side if we hurt C00lkid in front of him."

"Oh yeah. Forgot about that. Alright, let's make this qui-"

"..Guest?!"

Shedletsky trembled, breathing heavily.

He was going to die. HE was GOING to DIE.

Oh, this is bad..this is so, so bad.

"H-hey, buddy..I'm just going to.."

he slowly backed away, wincing every time his injured leg scratched against the ground.

The monster roared in his face, blood and other limbs spewing everywhere.

Shedletsky almost vomited right there. Jeez, it's breath could literally kill the whole chicken population.

"HEY!"

The two paused, turning towards where the voice was coming from.

Was that..?

"LEAVE HIM ALONE!!"

A loud gunshot was heard as the Monster roared, grabbing onto the same eye Guest stabbed earlier.

Jesus, that eye is going to come out.

The figure approached Shedletsky, squatting down.

"JESUS, SHED. YOUR LEG!"

IT WAS HIM!

Shedletsky smiled.

"BUILDERMAN!!"

He pulled his best friend into a tight hug, relieved to see him after so long.

He then quickly pulled away.

"..how do I not kno-"

"I'm the real one, dude. Maybe it wasn't a good idea exploring this place alone. Anyways- what is THAT."

Builderman pointed to the weird looking Noob-like monster.

Shedletsky shrugged.

"It's just a guard of this forest. It's what we assumed. Anyways-CAN YOU GET ME OUT OF HERE. GUEST ALREADY GOT TELEPORTED INTO A ROU-"

"Wait, you came here with Guest?"

"YES!! HE GOT TELEPORTED TRYING TO PICK ME UP!!"

Builderman sighed.

"Ok. Give me a quick second. Let me handle this beast, and then I'll get ya out of here."

Shedletsky nodded.

"Alrighty!! Erm-where did you get the gun from?"

....

"I randomly found it in this forest."

The CEO shot another bullet at the Monster, watching as it slowly backed away, the new wounds starting to bleed.

Jesus, this thing was built like a tank.

Wait, they have a number on their shirt.

What does the number sa-

666.

Wait. Is this wh-

"BUILDERMAN!"

His gun fell to the floor. He was now under Noob 666, watching as they growled at him.

Oh boy.

"SHED, MY GUN. NOW!"

Shedletsky stammered.

WHY IS EVERYONE MAKING THE INJURED PERSON DO THE WORK?!

He crawled over, grabbing the gun and throwing it to his friend.

Builderman caught it, aiming it at Noob 666.

That made them back away quickly.

"Hey. I'm not going to hurt you. I just needed you to get off of me for a second.."

he put the gun in his pocket, walking over to them.

Shedletsky's eyes widened.

"ARE YOU INSA-"

"Shedletsky. I got this."

Builderman cut his friend off. He turned back to Noob 666.

"You're stuck in this place too with Default. Right?"

He watched as their eyes widened.

"Yeah. He let me out. There're no cameras around here. You can tell me anything you know about The Spectre. We're trying to get you two out of here with us."

...

Noob 666 coughed, clearing their throat

"..it wants your power to rule over Robloxia. This small realm it created? It doesn't have enough power to bring it into Robloxia, but you do. I don't know how it plans to take your admin power, but I can try to get information on it. If you're telling the truth about knowing Default, what's their backstory? He only tells it to the people he actually trusts."

Builderman paused.

They actually trusted him for just those few minutes they were together..?

..wow.

"Her creator was a terrible person and abused them every day. That's the basic. If you want more information, he was given a chance to redeem himself by The Spectre, and accepted the deal. If it helps him, they must help it."

Noob 666 nodded.

"Good. Now, about your friend. Err-sorry for biting off your leg. I was hungry."

Shedletsky just stood there shocked.

WELL, YOU WOULD BE TO IF YOUR FRIEND JUST RANDOMLY FRIENDED THIS 11FT/j TALL CREATURE.

"Uhm..it's..okay?!?"

"..Anyways. You two should leave. Spec could be done any moment and might be confused on what happened."

Builderman smirked.

"Me and Default already got a plan. They'll tell you. Just..play along with it. For now, just do what The Spectre says. I promise we'll get you and Default out of here. Okay?"

Noob 666 smiled softly.

It's been a while since they had a smile on their face.

"Yeah. Thank you very much."

They traveled back into the forest, probably to find Default.

Builderman turned back to Shedletsky, picking him up with one hand.

"Alright. Let's get you out of here."

Shedletsky stammered.

"I-what."

"I'll explain everything when we get back."

Elliot paused, surprised to see Guest 1337 and Chance. Mainly Guest.

"I-..is Shedletsky okay?!"

Guest frowned.

"I hope he is. The monster from the first time we went into the forest bit off his leg, and I was literally in the middle of carrying him ba-"

"Wait, pause."

Chance cut off the other.

"YOU AND SHEDLETSKY WENT BACK INTO THE FOREST?! WITHOUT TELLING ANY OF US?!?!"

Elliot sighed.

"I gave them permission. I've had my suspicion on 'Builderman' for a while now, but I didn't know if anyone was going to believe me."

Guest nodded.

"Let's just finish up this round really quick. I need to get back to the forest to check on him."

Chapter Text

uhh, a bit of Poisioned Nightshade and Buildermon, but no like "oh my god I want to have violent sexual stuff with you".

Just like- "Haha you're so stupid" "haha I know right" "No, you're not stupid you're just depressed" "oh ):"

uhh, idk how to work warnings, but..Builderman has like at least four sentences of suicidal lines so..

if you don't want to read that, I'll just put a warning sign when it's coming :D

....

Default crossed his arms, looking over at Noob 666.

The two were silent for a bit, none of them talking.

Spectre was still out playing with bugs and trying to fix them. This was the only chance they got to talk.

"..so..I can tell you've heard fro-"

"Why do you want to free me as well? I've been rude to you most of the time.."

Default sighed.

They should've expected that.

"Just because you're a jerk doesn't mean you deserve to be stuck in here for who knows how long. I've felt that..as you know."

He toyed with the necklace around his neck, playing with it before resuming to talk.

"I don't want anyone to assume they have to be a terrible person just because their friend was..I had a friend explain that to me the hard way."

Noob 666's expression softened.

"..you didn't tell me you had a friend. Who were they?"

"Another Noob. Noob 346 if I remember correctly."

"You're not the type to remember stuff if you don't care about it. This person seems important in your life."

Noob 666 smirked, raising their eyebrows. Default scoffed.

"Control your thoughts. They're just a friend."

"Mhm..just..a friend..~"

"I'm going to rearrange your guts platonically."

"excuse me what."

"..1x."

"1x1."

"1X!"

1x1x1x1 jolted from their daydreams, turning over to a dark figure sitting next to them.

Oh. Azure. Without his hat.

Ew, he looks weird without it.

"..hey. Do you need something?"

Azure frowned.

"Why are you just on the couch? It was your turn to watch the kids! I saw Pr3tty almost down orange juice and toothpaste because she was told to by Bluudud3!"

1x1x1x1 scoffed, crossing their arms.

"I don't understand why we made these schedules. It all ends up with all of us watching the kids instead of taking turns. What's the point?"

...

"Did you and Shedletsky made u-"

"OH TELAMONS NO."

Azure put his hands up, trying to calm the other.

"Okay, okay. Chill dude. I was just joking. I don't know why being betrayed by a close person runs in this place."

1x1x1x1 nodded.

"Yeah, you're right. First it was me, then Noli, and now you. Well, at least we get to kill them over and over again for fun."

...

"So..what's with your hat hating me for some reason?"

"Of course you point that out."

Azure scoffed.

"Uh, I'm not sure why. Hatthew just seems to have hatred for everyone he comes acr-"

"Hold on. Hatthew..?"

"..yeah? He has other names, but Hatthew is his favorite."

1x1x1x1 bursted out laughing.

"Out of all the names, Hatthew?!?!"

Azure frowned.

"You really seem to be enjoying this.."

He waited until the other finally calmed down, listening as they spoke.

"I'm sorry-that just caught me-pfft..so off guard."

"..Whatever. You're just being lame."

"Hatthe-"

"I'm going to get Doombringer to banish you to the Banlands."

1x1x1x1 paused.

They frowned, flipping off the other.

Azure just smirked, crossing his arms.

"Not so laughy now, hm?"

"Shut up. You're annoying."

Builderman groaned, letting Shedletsky fall to the ground.

Yay..they're home.

"Shed, we're home. I need to patch up your wounds. I'll be right back."

...

"She-oh."

Ah. He's asleep.

Well, seems like the bleeding stopped. Thank you, Guest, for actually knowing how to wrap a wound without medical supplies.

..he could've actually lost Shedletsky.

Builderman shook his head.

Don't think gay thoughts, Shed. He's your best friend.

He sighed, heading inside the main cabin.

Good thing they were the ones who stood out this round.

It was definitely Default's doing.

Anyways, he grabbed a medkit from the bathroom, heading back over to Shedletsky.

The former admin was sound asleep on the grass; his main wings wrapped around him like a blanket while his head wings hid his exhausted face from the setting sun.

..

cute.

ANYWAYS- Builderman whipped out the medkit.

Now, this was going to be the hard part, removing the sticks and feathers.

That stuff could easily get into the wound and infect it, so he had to be VERY careful.

It would be best to actually be in more light, but hey, Shedletsky's very tired. You do NOT want to know how it feels to move this bird while being 4.9.

..and it's also because he's been trapped in the dark in a cage for almost a month. The brightness would LITERALLY make him go blind.

Sigh..the curse of having bad eyesight.

Well, he better start removing these damn sticks.

He placed a hand on one of them, hearing a pained whimper from his best friend.

Ouch.

He gently pulled it away from the wound, blood sticking to it and making it a bit challenging.

Builderman sighed, grabbing onto the stick with both hands.

Good thing Shedletsky doesn't wear shoes. The injury could've been 10x worse if he did.

...

that didn't sound gay..didn't it?

Anyways, he finally got rid of the stick! Yay!!

He was then hit with two more.

At least they were small.

He pulled those out, causing the now bloodied feathers to fall to the floor.

...

1x.

Why did that remind him of them?

He shook his head, focusing back on removing the rest of the feathers that was sticking to the dried blood.

(for the people who want to imagine it, think of like the Residence Massacre Chapter 1's monster's right hand. That's how Shedletsky's foot looks right now.)

This didn't really disgust him since he's literally the medic of the whole Admin Team.

He feels like he's raising these idiots who keep getting hurt, mainly Doombringer and Shedletsky since they always assume they need to protect everyone.

⚠️..

why did this have to happen?

When will the suffering end?

What's the point of staying here if we're just going to die all over again?

....

he snapped out of his dark thoughts, hearing Shedletsky's soft snores.

That's the reason.

He needs to get them all home.

He has to for goodness' sake.

⚠️(continue reading here) Builderman sighed.

"I need to figure out a way to leave. No matter how long it takes.

We're all hurting deep inside, seeing our close ones get turned into those..

...

I'm not giving up on any of you, Shed. Ya hear me?"

...

Shedletsky snored.

Ah, maybe it's not the best to talk to someone who's clearly out of it and probably will be for the next three days.

"I'll get you all home.

I promise."

Chapter Text

One minute and thirty seconds remained on the clock.

Everyone else has been killed except for Two Time and Noob.

Noob sat in a corner with Two Time.

It was risky to go out, so the two stayed in a small building.

Two Time played with their dagger, humming to themself.

"Don't worry, my fellow friend. The Spawn will guide us to the end!"

They smiled, looking back at Noob.

..they were shaking terribly, eyes watering.

Oh yeahh. They were the cause of Dusekkar's death.

Two Time frowned, setting their dagger down.

They took off their jacket, throwing it over Noob's shoulders.

Yeah, they have a jacket, but they were still freezing.

Noob looked over at the cultist.

"W-what..what are you doing..?"

They asked, tears starting to fall.

"You seemed cold."

Two Time replied.

"I was just doing a good deed."

They smiled softly.

"How are you holding up after what happened?"

Noob tensed, playing with the strings on Two Time's hoodie.

"Not well..I just feel like Dusekkar's going to hate me.."

They sobbed out, trying to stop the tears from rushing down.

"I-I didn't mean to lead C00lkid to them..I was just trying to escape.."

Two Time frowned.

They scooted closer to the other, wrapping an arm around their shoulder.

"I'm sure they'll understand. It's Dusekkar after all."

Noob sniffled, wiping away their tears.

"R-really?"

The cultist nodded.

"Really."

"Sssoo.."

Chance looked between the Builderman that was tied up and the other one currently sitting down.

"You're telling you've been stuck in a cage for around three weeks, and this doppelganger's been taking your place..and NONE of us noticed?!"

Builderman shrugged.

"Shedletsky did. We're close, so it makes sense."

He turned to Dusekkar.

"..No shame, Matt."

Dusekkar shook their head.

"None taken. I never really paid attention to how people act anyways. So..what do we do about this doppelganger?"

Builderman stood up, walking to his doppelganger.

"I'll deal with them."

He grabbed the back of the chair, dragging them outside.

..okay then.

Guest 1337, Dusekkar and Elliot were the only ones who now remained in the main cabin.

Everyone else was mainly sleeping since they needed the energy for the final match.

Dusekkar sighed, sitting down.

Man, they were worried about Noob.

....

'Ugh..it's not like Two Time's going to do anything to help. They're probably just going to pester Noob into joining their 'cult.''

They thought, crossing their arms.

'Whatever. I might as well talk to them if Two Time won't.'

Shedletsky groaned, rubbing his head.

He opened his eyes, seeing two figures talking about..something.

One of them was a grey Robloxian wearing a familiar Builder's hat while the other was a black Robloxian, wearing a suit and topphat.

After a bit of talking, the black Robloxian dissapeared, and the grey one started approaching him.

He tried to make out the words the grey one was saying, but his mind couldn't register them.

What even happened to lead up to this point..?

.

.

.

OH WAIT.

Shedletsky sat up, his head pounding from how fast he did it.

Builderman, the forest, that..monster thing.

Why was he back in his cabin?! Builderman needs he-

"SHEDLETSKY!!"

He jumped, turning back to the grey figure.

His vision finally started to clear up along with his mind.

Ah, yeah. Builderman's finally back or something.

"Err-where..am I?"

He asked, yawning.

Builderman frowned.

"You passed out while I was patching up your leg. Speaking of it, it's starting to heal up now. You might need to stay out for a few rounds...if The Spectre will allow you.

Shedletsky looked back at his leg, seeing the dried blood on the bandages.

"..oooh. I forgot how bad it was. At least it doesn't sting anymore!"

"You were literally whining like a baby in your sleep because of the pain."

"that's a lie."

"Whatever. Now that you're up now, I need to remove the old bandages and add new ones again. They literally soaked up all the blood in just two hours. Had to change them twice."

Shedletsky scoffed.

"Whatever. Just be careful man."

"Alright."

The Survivors Won.

Two Time and Noob sat at the dining room, the two taking deep breathes.

Dusekkar walked in on the two, frowning.

"Noob, you doing alright?"

Noob looked over at the admin, eyes widening.

"I-Mx.Dusekkar, I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to lead C00lkid with you. I was scared, an-"

"Noob. I'm not worried about that at all. We make mistakes. It happens. There was no one to blame. See? We won, didn't we?"

Noob nodded, trying to clear up the tears in their eyes.

Two Time smiled. They sat up, pushing in their chair and starting to make their way to their cabin.

"Two Time."

They paused, looking back at the admin.

"Hm?"

"We need to talk."

Dusekkar frowned, crossing their arms.

"Now."

They grabbed the cultist's arm, dragging them upstairs into the storage room.

They pushed Two Time against some boxes, causing them to tumble.

"What did you say or do to Noob? Did you try to convince them to join your 'cult' or something?!"

Two Time shook their head, rubbing their injured shoulder.

"No, I didn't. I just comforted them."

They said, trying to steady themself on their shaky legs.

It hurts sitting down for like two minutes, ok??

"They were scared that you might hate them."

Dusekkar sighed.

Should've expected that.

"I'm not surprised. Every time Noob does something wrong, they assume we're all going to hate them..I hope it doesn't have something to do with their past."

Two Time tilted their head, thinking.

"I didn't think of it like that. One time, they were helping Elliot make pizza, and they dropped a SLICE of cheese on to the floor and immediately broke down crying saying 'sorry' over and over again until Elliot and I comforted them."

The admin's eyes widened.

"Really..?! That..that's scary. I hope they're ok. Maybe I can talk to the-"

"Leave it to me. Please."

Two Time pleaded.

"I..I was thinking of the things you said about my..cult and..I want to do better for you all. I want to balance it along with you guys."

Dusekkar's expression softened a bit.

"..I didn't think you'd be capable of doing that. Mainly, the only thing you talked about was your cult."

The cultist chuckled nervously.

"Yeah..I know. I'll start doing better. For now, I want to start it off with finding out what's wrong with Noob."

The admin smiled.

"I'm glad you're starting to realize more to life. That's great.."

...

The two sat there awkardly.

Two Time rubbed the back of their neck.

"I'm..I'm going to go.."

"Oh-yeah, my bad."

Dusekkar moved aside, letting the other get to the door.

Once the cultist left, they sighed, sliding down to the floor.

They took off their pumpkin hat, setting it aside.

The room instantly brightened.

Oh yeah. Fire does that.

"..man, it's been a while since I've seen myself."

They took their glasses off, setting those aside as well.

"Might as well stay in here for a bit. I need time to collect myself."

...

...

.

C00lkid screamed into his pillow, tears welling up in his eyes.

Why was everyone so afraid of him? What is he doing wrong?!

His father doesn't even want to play tag with him!

He grabbed onto his horns, wanting to rip them out.

They're the reason he looks weird..right??

That's what everyone said at school!

"Those horns are so creepy!"

"You should tear them off! Make yourself look more human!"

"Let me help you get rid of those horns!"

"Get away, freak!"

Why does everyone fear him..?

He sobbed into his pillow, letting out all his frustration.

..

the door slowly opened.

"Get out!"

He yelled with a retched voice.

The door then closed, footsteps getting louder as someone approached him.

When he looked up, he found Pr3tty Pr1ncess and Bluudud3 looking down at him.

...

"What?! Are you here to judge me about how weird I look to?!"

He growled, throwing a pillow at Bluudud3.

The blue demon instantly caught it, setting it on the bed.

He then sat down, wrapping his arms around C00lkid.

C00lkid instantly froze, tears starting to well up again.

Pr3tty Pr1ncess did the same, holding the red demon tighter than Bluudud3.

This caused him to completely break down, sobbing into Bluudud3's shoulder.

Bluudud3's expression softened.

He looked over at Pr3tty Pr1nc3ss, mouthing something.

'I'm going to kill you for forcing me into this.'

Pr3tty smirked, mouthing back.

'Don't act like you enjoy it..~'

Bluudud3 scoffed, hugging C00lkid tighter.

'Whatever. I hate you both.'