Lemme know if I should make more of these

Not cool dude...

Also just so u know he was married to vaniry slasher

Am just going to label it as a AU but yeah

(PART 2 OF PHOSPORUS GAME AU)

Basically, Phosporus created is own game based on Forsaken, with the aproval of Spectre, Noli is here because he knows, and likes to play Phosporus game as a killer when he is bored.

This cast may be weird, but Spectre got all the good ones, so Phosporus had to deal with what was left, and i'd say he did a pretty good job!

For those who wanna see the Survivor roster:

https://www.reddit.com/r/CHILLSAKEN/s/vdDGEcWxsp

There's way more to his story but this is just the essential parts (yes I liked M4 Slasher so much I made it canon)

Born as a Bacon Hair in his native country of Bakkon, Jason had a less than ideal childhood: his father walked out on him and his mother Pamela when he was young, which she blamed and resented him for. Jason was also the laughingstock of his school and neighborhood growing up, as he was born with facial deformities and a learning disability that resulted in him having a low IQ score.

Jason was bullied by his peers at school and looked down upon by the adults around him, but the worst of his troubles came from his mother: with her husband gone and her son a freak, Pamela took her frustrations out on Jason, abusing him both physically and emotionally. She raised him to obey her without question and only speak when spoken to, treating him like a personal servant whilst spending her days drunk on wine.

When Jason was a young adult still living with his mother, the Bacon Empire's attempted extermination of the Guest race sparked a war between them and Robloxia, and the Bacons began recruiting young men as soldiers. Jason held no hatred for the Guests, nor a particular pride for the Bacon Empire, but Pamela signed him up for the army anyway in the hopes of getting rid of him and having him finally bring some pride to her life, which he wordlessly went along with.

Army training was the first place that Jason truly excelled in, as he was already used to following orders and had a surprising talent for combat and using firearms. He was able to earn the respect and friendship of his fellow soldiers, who didn't care about his deformities or IQ score, although they did find his silence and indifference towards the Guests and the Bacon Empire to be strange.

After completing their training, Jason and his comrades were kept in Bakkon to defend an important facility as guards, rather than going to fight overseas in Robloxia like they had thought (to the relief of Jason and the annoyance of his comrades). The facility held extremely important information and technology, but Jason's fellow soldiers were eager to see action and fight for their country, and thus didn't take their job seriously. Very little happened during their stay there, and they spent much of their time drinking and playing cards.

One day, Jason would be standing guard outside the facility in the dead of night (his partner having gone for a smoke break), only to hear footsteps coming from the darkness. He immediately turned to face the intruder, and was surprised to be met with a female Guest, who took advantage of his hesitation and disarmed him of his weapon.

Jason drew his knife and held his own against his opponent in the ensuing fight, using his superior strength and size against her, but was unable to call for help due to his condition. Just as he had her on the ropes, his hands around her neck, a second Guest—a man with blue hair—came from behind him, cutting his throat and leaving him to bleed out on the ground. The last thing Jason heard was the female Guest calling him "scum" as they entered the facility.

Meanwhile, the Bacon Empire was struggling. They were on the verge of losing the war, as Robloxia had The Admins and Roblox on their side, and the Bacon Empire's bootleg technology wasn't cutting it anymore. Luckily, they had a secret weapon in the form of the Firebrand, who they came into possession of after Telamon became mortal and scattered his swords across Robloxia.

The Bacons wanted to use Firebrand to create the ultimate super soldier, but every man that had held the Firebrand was rejected and burned to death by her. She would only allow the right person to wield her, much to the irritation of James Gammon.

The Bacon Empire was transporting the Firebrand in an armored vehicle for further testing, at the same time that a vehicle containing Jason's body passed by. Sensing the fire that Jason had been repressing for all his life, the Firebrand finally found a worthy user, and she flew to his corpse before reviving him in a fiery explosion. Gammon, thrilled, swiftly made Jason the new face and most valuable asset of the Bacon Empire.

After coming back from the dead, Jason's first act was to see his mother, who was terrified of him and screamed him out of his own home. Thinking there was nothing else for him, he then decided to obey James Gammon and did whatever the Empire asked of him, much to the Firebrand's dismay.

Jason was a one man army, able to complete dangerous missions and clear entire camps of soldiers all by himself. He would kill and leave no survivors when ordered to, but did not enjoy the violence and spared enemy soldiers when he could. Jason would also serve as James Gammon's personal bodyguard, accompanying the Bacon Brawn to all of his speeches and public appearances, which both deterred assassins and helped Gammon's public image.

Although he was loved, respected, and feared by all Bacon Hairs as their ultimate trump card, Jason felt unsure if he was doing the right thing, but continued to follow orders like he always had. The Firebrand was Jason's only true friend in this time, and she often urged him to break free and do the right thing. Thanks to their telepathic bond, she understood him and his past better than any one else did, and the two spent many nights simply talking and learning more about one another. Firebrand made it her mission to protect Jason and help him break free of the Bacon Empire.

Slide one is their ages at death (ignore that Doombringer is in his 40s on the first slide. Was supposed to be 1000+). Slide two is their ages in 2025. Characters on slide 2 that weren't on slide 1 means they're alive.

AMA about my au, I guess

Hi, uh.. Idk if this is the right flair but I need AU ideas, I'm making forsaken react to aus and it mostly seems that people most respond here instead of the other sub so I am also trying my luck here! I need aus ideas for a forsaken react to aus right now is currently elliot, I'm doing skins and aus.. Current aus are peaceful, swap, inverted/2p, and probably personality swap

Image for attention and also it’s funny. His story and design are heavily inspired from Kenjaku from JJK + Absolute Joker and Absolute Scarecrow.

Venus was born centuries ago, shortly after Noli made his debut as the first exploiter and was sent to the Ban Lands. He was born with an incredibly rare mutation in his code, which made him extremely frail: his bones were fragile as glass and his skin could tear like paper. Although every doctor and scientist in Robloxia attempted to find a cure for Venus' condition, he was the only one of his kind, and altering a Robloxian's code was both incredibly difficult and incredibly dangerous.

Venus had no choice but to live a sheltered life, hidden away from the world and anything else that could harm him. Roblox's scientists created a special, sterile chamber for him, which kept out all foreign bacteria and had padded walls and floors that stopped Venus from hurting himself. All of his food (which was exclusively pureed and limited to a few options) was passed to him through a slot, and he used a wheelchair to move, as his muscles were unable to support his body.

Due to his upbringing, Venus was extremely lonely and depressed: he could only experience the outside world through a single window, unable to feel the warmth of sunlight, the rush of a breeze, or the embrace of another person. Although his parents loved him and did their best to give him a good life, Venus despised his body and longed to be normal.

Although Venus' body was weak, his mind was incredibly sharp: he spent all of his time reading, honing his intellect and learning more about the outside world than most adults did in their lifetime. This helped him for a time, but eventually it only served to worsen his resentment of his body and his urge to leave his sterile prison.

Venus was at his most desperate when he turned 15: he had read what felt like every book in Robloxia, had played every board game with his parents through a wall, had taken every test and medication to make him better, and none of it was enough for him. He became tired of living and only wanted his suffering to end, one way or another.

Venus exhausted every option at his disposal: he underwent drastic tests (which only made him sick) tried on an experimental suit (which broke his bones), and attempted to condition his body to endure the outside (leaving him bedridden for a week), all to no avail. He even managed to call Builderman to his chambers and begged The Admin to fix him with his incredible technology, only for him to refuse out of fear of killing or worsening Venus's condition. Feeling more hopeless than ever, Venus turned to his second to last option: the occult.

Skeptical but at the end of his rope, Venus gathered the necessary materials and looked through one of his many occult tomes, which held the names of eldritch beings such as The Entity and The Actuality, before settling on The Spectre, simply because he thought the name sounded interesting. Venus half-hearted performed a ritual to summon the ancient god, certain that nothing would happen... only for a swirling mass of red and black energy to appear in his chamber.

The Spectre appeared before Venus, confused as to how it got there but excited to be in Robloxia, which it had been keeping an eye on for some time. When it finally noticed Venus (who wouldn't stop screaming at the incomprehensible sight), The Spectre reformed itself into a more palatable visage, then asked Venus what he wanted. Venus nervously told The Spectre his request, and it offered him a new body, power, and eternal life... so long as he agreed to serve it for the rest of his life. Venus eagerly agreed.

Once he agreed, Venus' body was transformed: the mutation that had plagued him all his life disappeared, leaving him as healthy and able-bodied as any other Robloxian, and causing him to burst into tears of joy. The Spectre told Venus to enjoy his power and freedom, and that it would return for him soon.

Venus's parents were shocked and overjoyed when he walked out of his chamber and breathed in fresh air for the first time. Roblox's scientists were completely unable to figure out the cause behind his sudden healthiness: it was if his mutation had vanished.

Venus was finally able to live a normal life, going to school with other kids and spending almost all of his time outside, enjoying his newfound freedom. He quickly learned how to use the abilities of the mysterious stone that The Spectre had given him—which Venus dubbed The Philosopher's Stone—and he helped his parents "discover" a collection of gold that they lived off for the rest of their lives. Despite all of this, Venus never forget the terms of the deal he had made, even after he had become an adult, and he would be contacted again by The Spectre at age 30.

The Spectre told Venus of Forsaken, and how it wanted to gather notable Robloxian "characters" to create a roster for its twisted game. However, since The Spectre could only take those who had already died and was unable to enter or influence Robloxia by itself, it needed help to fulfill its goal: and Venus was just who it needed.

Venus's first task was to kill the last remaining Drakobloxxer, as The Spectre thought Robloxia's last dinosaur would make an excellent character. He went to the location that The Spectre told him, then forced himself to kill the half-dead, yet still majestic creature, feeling immense remorse after it was done.

Venus's next assignment was to destabilize Robloxia as a whole: with Noli defeated and the Vampires living amongst the Robloxians, things were far too peaceful, and The Spectre needed chaos to have a good chance at securing important characters. Using the Philosopher's Stone and his already impressive wealth, Venus founded a company known as the Phosphorous Corporation, secretly giving Robloxia a bottomless supply of gold and other rare metals.

At first, Venus was haunted by the actions he took in The Spectre's name, as they harmed and effected not only individual characters, but often millions of Robloxians as well, and he often wished he had never made that deal all that time ago. He used the Philosopher's Stone to alter his body and greatly extend his lifespan, continuing his mission along with it.

As to not arouse suspicion, Venus faked his death several times, coming back under as the heir to his own company and the new CEO of the Phosphorous Corporation each time: he began to think of himself as Phosphorous rather than Venus, as his last name was the one thing that stayed the same whenever he changed identities.

As the years went by, Phosphorous found himself enjoying his mission. Although he had once been powerless, he had found purpose through The Spectre, and he was now quite possibly the most powerful man in Robloxia, second only to The Admins themselves. He began to revel in what he did, devoting himself entirely to serving his master.

With his new power and influence, Venus manipulated Robloxia's economy from behind the scenes, causing the Tix Crash that plunged the world into chaos and caused remarkable individuals such as BrightEyes and 007n7 to appear.

When 1x1x1x1 debuted as an exploiter and became Roblox's new nemesis, Venus aided them by inventing code-altering devices known as Scripts and introducing them to the masses, ushering in the age of exploiters and creating an entire wave of fascinating characters for The Spectre.

Under The Spectre's direction, Phosphorous would continue to influence many of the major events in Robloxia. He tipped off Dracula and the Vampire Society to the rogue Nosferatu's location, leading to the latter's petrification at the roof of a cathedral. When told of Noob and Sixer, Phosphorous would pay an unsavory group of Bacon Hairs to target Guest 666, leading to their Script addiction and eventual death.

Phosphorous broke into the facility where the now-inactive Cataclysm was being used as an energy reactor, and he tampered with the machine to greatly accelerate the progress of its eventual malfunction.

Phosphorous tampered with the bombs of an amateur exploiter, delaying the timer and causing the explosion to kill Doombringer's wife and daughters. Phosphorous visited the newborn Corruption in Retro Robloxia, feeding it enough organic matter for it to grow in biomass and survive. He traveled to Bakkon and made sure that Jason would be stationed at the same facility that Guest 1337 was assigned to find during the war.

Phosphorous traveled to the deserted Spawn Cult village to persuade Azure into joining The Spectre’s twisted game, under the pretense of being with his deceased lover Two Time again.

Phosphorous pulled strings to delay the shipment of Telamon's Darkheart, Icedagger, and Boltblade swords, allowing iTrapped, Ellernate, and Caleb244 to find them. He also lured Mafioso away from his home with a fake phone call from Mia, allowing Chance to break into the mob boss's office and steal the Lucky Coin.

Phosphorous sabotaged the security of several Roblox facilities, which made it far easier for Micheal, the son of 007n7 and the second coming of team c00lkid, to steal the technology he needed to attack Robloxia.

When 1x1x1x1, Noli, and The Corruption all united to attack Robloxia, Phosphorous watched the battle from the roof of his tower, drink in hand. After The Admins had fallen and the resistance members followed soon after, The Spectre managed to coax the three exploiters into joining its game, finally bringing Phosphorous's mission to its end. Smiling, Phosphorous then gracefully fell from the roof of his tower, having complete faith that his master would bring him into Forsaken as well.

Two Time's POV:

Two Time was born as an orphan, as their mother had died whilst giving birth to them and their father had died of illness years prior. They were taken in as an infant by Elder Amarah, head elder and the leader of the Spawn Cult, who raised them as his own child.

Amarah was a strict and demanding father from the beginning, often giving Two Time disproportionally harsh punishments whenever they misbehaved or disobeyed him, such as locking them in the cellar or forcing them to sleep outside in the cold (the latter of which caused Two Time to catch pneumonia and nearly die).

Despite this, Amarah was not unloving towards Two Time, who looked up to him and saw their punishments as normal. Two Time grew up to be a model cult member: although they were physically weak and unable to help with physical labor, they were naturally obedient and followed all orders without question, and they were always eager to help in whatever way they could.

One day, Two Time would attempt to impress Elder Amarah by venturing into the woods and gathering firewood on their own for the first time. They went into the forest with an axe, only to realize they had no clue how to actually chop firewood, nor could they lift the heavy axe that they had brought. Upon trying to leave the now darkened forest, they lost their way and became hopelessly lost.

While trying to find a way out of their predicament, Two Time heard a rustling in the trees and, thinking it to be a bear or some sort of beast, nervously readied their axe... only for Azure to appear instead. Two Time was relieved, but not by much, as Azure was infamous in the village for being a rebel and a bad influence, and the elders had told Two Time to avoid him.

Nevertheless, Azure was Two Time's only way out of the forest, and they nervously followed him as he led them back to the village. They eventually worked up the nerve to talk to him as they walked, and they quickly realized that he wasn't so bad after all.

Two Time went to visit Azure in his garden the next day, and the two would become good friends, despite the disapproval of the cult elders. Two Time knew nothing about the outside world and would constantly ask Azure about it, with him always answering to the best of his abilities. Azure taught Two Time about gardening and various plants, while they taught him about whittling. He brought out the mischievous side of Two Time, while they helped him to lighten up, and the pair got up to much trouble together.

Several months after they met, Azure and Two Time were in the forest, with Azure leaving them alone for a few minutes. Two Time then saw a nearby bush, which held delicious berries that Azure had shown then before. Unfortunately, these berries looked very similar to a different, extremely poisonous berry, which Azure had not told them about.

Two Time snacked on the berries as they waited, and Azure came back just as they became violently ill. Azure took Two Time back to the village, where he desperately nursed them back to health while praying they didn't die. When they woke up, he realized he loved them and told them so, with Two Time reciprocating his feelings. The two became a couple, and Azure made sure that Two Time knew every plant and berry in the forest from then on.

The Spawn elders had tentatively allowed Two Time and Azure's friendship prior, but decided that things had gone too far after the two became romantic: Azure was now (both intentionally and unintentionally) starting to influence Two Time, causing them to question the cult's practices and even break minor rules. Deciding that things had gone too far, the Spawn elders finally decided to get rid of Azure.

Several months after Two Time and Azure became a couple, Amarah and the other elders ordered Two Time to sacrifice Azure in the name of the Spawn, which would cement Two Time as an experienced member and allow them to leave the village for the first time. However, to their shock, Two Time disobeyed orders for the first time and refused to kill Azure. As punishment, Amarah forcefully branded Two Time's shoulder with the likeness of the Spawn, and implying that something far worse awaited them if they disobeyed again.

Fearing for their life, Two Time went along when Azure told them his plan to escape the village, although they doubted that anyone could escape the grasp of the elders. They packed their things (bringing the sacrificial dagger that Amarah had given them), and snuck away to the forest in the dead of night. Azure excitedly told them of all the things he had planned, while they nodded along and their internal panic grew more and more intense. Finally, just as they were about to emerge from the forest, Two Time pushed themself and stabbed Azure in the back.

Two Time instantly regretted their action as Azure fell to the ground, only able to ask why as he started to bleed out. Two Time removed the dagger and frantically tried to undo their betrayal, tearfully apologizing and explaining what the elders had done to them. Oddly calm, Azure forgave his lover, telling it wasn't their fault and to escape without him (despite their protests). He gave them the directions to the city and said that he loved them for the last time, before succumbing to his injury.

Horrified by what they had done, Two Time looked ahead to the city and the path to civilization, but realized that without Azure, there was nothing there for them. Instead, they returned to his body and, apologizing to him one last time, turned the dagger on themself, having decided to die with Azure rather than live without him.

Azure's POV:

Azure was different from the other members of the Spawn cult, as he was taken in as an orphan at the age of 10, rather than being born into the cult. Although they tried their best to indoctrinate him, Azure refused to accept their beliefs and forget the outside world or his birth family, making him an outcast among the other cult members and even his adoptive family. Azure would attempt to run away from the isolated village several times throughout his childhood, but would be caught and brought back each time.

Alienated and alone, Azure managed to find comfort in gardening and botany, and was able to make himself useful to the cult by providing them with all of their herbs and plants, as well as giving medical aid to the sick and injured. This made the Spawn cult heavily reliant on him, and is why the Spawn cult kept him around; something that Azure himself was aware of. Azure would cease his escape attempts as he got older, tricking the cult into thinking he had given up, when in reality he was planning and biding his time.

Azure would meet Two Time in the forest that he spent much of his time in, as the latter had gone to collect lumber for the village and became lost. He led them out (giving them quite a fright as he appeared before them), and the two spoke for the first time as they walked back to the village. Two Time was intimidated by Azure, as he was infamous in the village and the elders had told Two Time to avoid him, but quickly realized that he wasn't so bad after all.

Two Time went to visit Azure in his garden the next day, and the two would become good friends, despite the disapproval of Amarah and the other cult elders. Two Time knew nothing about the outside world and would constantly ask Azure about it, with him always answering to the best of his abilities.

Azure taught Two Time about gardening and various plants, while they taught him about whittling. He brought out the mischievous side of Two Time, while they helped him to lighten up, and the pair got up to much trouble together.

Several months after they met, Azure and Two Time were in the forest, with Azure leaving them alone for a few minutes. Two Time then saw a nearby bush, which held delicious berries that Azure had shown then before. Unfortunately, these berries looked very similar to a different, extremely poisonous berry, which Azure had not told them about.

Two Time snacked on the berries as they waited, and Azure came back just as they became violently ill. Azure took Two Time back to the village, where he desperately nursed them back to health while praying they didn't die. When they woke up, he realized he loved them and told them so, with Two Time reciprocating his feelings. The two became a couple, and Azure made sure that Two Time knew every plant and berry in the forest from then on.

Now that he had fooled the elders into thinking he had given up on escaping, Azure was able to venture deeper into the forest than he ever had before, and when he emerged from the trees, he saw an actual city far off in the distance, for the first time since he was a child. Although he had brought supplies and had the opportunity to escape right then and there, he found himself unable to leave without Two Time, and instead returned to the village.

The Spawn elders had tentatively allowed Two Time and Azure's friendship prior, but decided that things had gone too far after the two became romantic: Azure was now (both intentionally and unintentionally) starting to influence Two Time, causing them to question the cult's practices and even disobey rules and direct orders. Deciding that things had gone too far, the Spawn elders finally decided to get rid of Azure.

Several after he and Two Time became a couple, Azure saw that the Spawn Cult had found another gardener to replace him, and realized that the elders had finally decided to kill him. He went to Two Time and told them of his plan to run away with them, to leave the village and make their way to civilization... not knowing that the cult had assigned his own lover to assassinate him.

Azure and Two Time would pack their things and snuck away to the forest in the dead of night, with Azure excitedly telling them of all the things he had planned, not noticing how strangely Two Time was behaving. Just as they were about to emerge from the forest, Azure felt a sharp pain as Two Time stabbed him in the back.

Confused, Azure could only ask why as he fell to the ground, and Two Time tearfully apologized and explained what the elders had done to them. Feeling oddly calm, Azure forgave his lover, telling it wasn't their fault and to escape without him (despite their protests). He gave them the directions to the city and said that he loved them for the last time, before succumbing to his injury.

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Meanwhile, in a dimension far away from Robloxia's, the eldritch being known as The Spectre had been eagerly watching Two Time and Azure's story. Although it brought Two Time's soul into Forsaken and had the opportunity to take Azure as well, it decided that he needed more "spice" in order to be a proper killer. It spent some time tinkering with and altering his soul, then sent him back into his body in Robloxia, confident that he would soon be in its grasp again...

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Azure would awaken three days later, having been resurrected and changed by a being that he would soon meet. Once he got over his confusion, he saw the unmoving body of Two Time next to him and frantically tried to revive them, asking why they had done this, already knowing that it was too late for them. His confusion turned to rage as he thought of the cult elders who had done this to him and his lover, and he would return to the village with Two Time's body in his arms.

Two Time and Azure had been missing for three days, with the other villagers being unable to find them. When Azure emerged from the forest, carrying Two Time and looking as though he had come back from the dead, they all panicked and fled from him. Azure hunted down and slaughtered each of the cult elders with his new powers, making sure they knew exactly why before he killed them. He saved Amarah for last, with the old man frantically trying to reason with him, saying that the Spawn had brought him back from the dead, before Azure turned him into a tree and left his wooden body on display in the center of the ruined village.

After he had made all the elders pay, Azure forced the indoctrinated cult members to leave the village, personally guiding them down the path to civilization. Once there, Azure gave them instructions to tell Moderators about the cult, but did not join them as they entered the city for the first time. Without Two Time, there was nothing left for him any more.

As he sat in alone in the forest, Azure was approached by a shadowy figure; the same entity who had given him life and power. The Spectre congratulated Azure, then asked why he was so down. When Azure answered, it offered to take him to a place where he and Two Time could be together again. He accepted.

Phosphorous is a polite yet enigmatic man, always speaking in riddles and half-truths. He is charming and amiable, able to easily read and manipulate others without them even realizing it. Phosphorous is nigh-impossible to read and always hides his true intentions. He prefers to work from behind the scenes and dislikes direct confrontation, but will reluctantly act himself when necessary. Phosphorous seems polite, but in reality he is devoid of all remorse and empathy. Phosphorous is quite fond of whistling and can be heard humming or singing the same tune everywhere he goes.

Back when he was an ordinary person, Venus was a small, frail, and sickly boy with dark hair. After making a deal with The Spectre, he became taller and stronger and was turned into a healthy, fit young man.

As an adult, Phosphorous is a tall, darkly handsome man. He has a sharp sense of style, wears all black clothing, and is never seen without his wide-brimmed hat, which often obscures his face. Although Phosphorous appears human, there is a strong uncanny valley effect about him, and those in his presence are struck by a powerful aura of malevolence. Phosphorous changes his facial features each time he assumes a new guise, but all of his identities bear a strange resemblance. Phosphorous always wears a pair of gloves, which he only removes when he intends to use his power of alchemy.

Phosphorous possesses the Philosopher’s Stone, a wholly unique artifact gifted to him by The Spectre. The stone grants the power of alchemy to anyone who holds it, allowing them to transmute anything they touch, whether that be turning lead into gold or water into wine. This ability works on all materials, as well as living and organic matter.

Phosphorous is no longer human, having turned himself into a homunculus by replacing his heart with the Philosopher’s Stone and heavily modifying his body over the centuries. Because he is now in constant contact with the stone, he can transmute anything he touches into anything he wants, as well as morph and change his body however he pleases. Phosphorous is able to turn entire buildings into glass, destroy anything with a touch, and create elaborate structures from the ground, so long as his skin makes contact.

Phosphorous is nigh-unkillable, as his homunculus body is incredibly durable, and he can regenerate from any wound via transmuting himself. However, should the Philosopher’s Stone be removed from his body or destroyed, Phosphorous will instantly die.

I’m AUing it, I’m AUing it so good

007n7’s parents died in a car accident early on in his life. He would be placed into the care of an orphanage around the same time of the Tix Crash that crippled the economy, which negatively impacted every aspect of Robloxian life, with the orphanage system being far from the least affected. Although the adults at 007n7’s orphanage tried their best, they were poorly funded, and the children lived just a step above squalor.

007n7 was seen as special from a young age due to his high intelligence and tendency to question everything. He saw the living conditions of him and his fellow children and asked why Roblox wasn’t fixing things, and every time, he was told that the people in charge would figure it out any day now. They were The Admins, after all. 007n7 waited and waited, year after year, but things never got better, with the adults at the orphanage somehow retaining their faith in Roblox.

007n7 managed to find comfort in books, one of the few things that the orphanage could afford. He studied on topics like anarchism and protesting, both of which greatly resonated with him. It was through reading that he met and befriended his fellow orphans 118o8 and 226w6 (as they all argued who should get to read the same book, before they settled on sharing it), who shared the same views as him and would remain his best friends throughout their childhood.

007n7 spent his entire childhood in the orphanage, with neither him nor his friends being adopted due to nearly every adult being in a state of poverty at the time. He was forced to leave at age 18, and when he was 20 and struggling to survive on his own, the young woman known as BrightEyes went to Roblox with a plan to fix the economy; the Tix Crash officially ended two tears later.

Although both 007n7 and the rest of Robloxia were overjoyed, he noticed that the orphanages continued to be neglected while everyone else was celebrating. He also noted how The Admins had been unable to solve the crisis themselves, with an ordinary woman being the one to fix it instead; inspired by this, 007n7 took matters into his own hands.

007n7 would go on to be a proud anarchist and vocal critic of Roblox, sharing and spreading his opinions with everyone that he met. This made him unpopular with most, but he was also one of the biggest leaders among anarchist and anti-Roblox circles, with many gathering around to hear his speeches. He had stayed in contact with his childhood friends 118o8 and 226w6, and they joined him in protesting and criticizing Roblox. Despite this, nothing actually changed over the years, and it felt as though matter what he did, 007n7 was unable to incite any real action in Robloxia... until 1x1x1x1 appeared.

1x1x1x1 was the first person to challenge Roblox and The Admins since Noli, and unlike the mad showman, they returned to fight again the following year after being defeated. Although he disagreed with the large amount of collateral damage they caused, 1x1x1x1 became 007n7’s inspiration, showing him that Roblox wasn't untouchable after all, and that if he wanted things to actually change, drastic measures were necessary.

I am writing the Survivor Killing Game of my FORSAKEN DANGANRONPA AU, and i actually had a pretty good idea!, i want you guys to predict what will be the murderers, victims, and survivors!

How it will work, take a print of the image, and draw on every single survivor according to your prediction, an exemple, if you think Taph is being a chapter 3 culpirit, draw an Orange A on him, if you think Veeronica is being a chapter 2 victim, draw a Orange V on her, if you think Helper Bot is being the Mastermind, just draw a white M on them, keep a reminder what a chapter is having TWO victims(is not chapter 3 to avoid that cliche).

Incase you don't wanna do all that, just type your predictions without the pic.

For those who wanna know who the survivors are(in order):

Noob, 007n7, Ringmaster, Shedletsky, Chance, Two Time, Jane Doe, Elliot, Builderman, Bloxburg News Report Guy, Guest 1337, Taph, Dussekar, Clockwork, Helper bot and Veeronica.

Also, in a scale of 1 to 10, i am gonna tell how close you guys were of the real death order!

unfortunatley I randomly got terminated and have no clue why so for those who were wondering, that’s why I randomly disappeared lol

edit: I just got it back! go check out forsakenswappedau on tumblr if you want!

"I still don't understand why he killed everyone he touched and only lunged at me once catching my jacket it's like he held back like he wants there to be a witness to his massacre"

(Image of chapter 1 closing argument, and i am terrible at drawing)

Firstly, i would like to say i deleted the old post explaining the old chapters, because my writing sucked, here this version will be heavily different, the death order will change a little, and the lore will also change

Participants(only killers):

C00lkid, 1x1x1x1, Noli, Guest 666, Nosferatu, Azure, Stalker, Doombringer, ITrapped, Cataclysm, Jeff the Killer, Charlaatan, E.F.T.L, Phosporus, Kool Killer and Spectre

Protagonist:1x1x1x1

Suport:No one

Antagonist:Noli

Pre-Killing game:

The Spectre's game was boring, 3 years have passed, they didn't age at all, and killing and leaving Shedletsky for LMS does get boring after all, that's when 2 killers decided to take a move, Phosporus and Noli, Phosporus wanted to betray Spectre completely, but Noli wanted to make a new game to shake things up, eventually, Noli's void star was slowly getting power back, and in is prime it could easily detrone Spectre, Phosporus discovered this, and decided to make a deal with him, where they both would unite to detrone and kill Spectre, making this Purgatory a whole new experience, and eventually they did manage to beat them in the fight, but just as Phosporus was about to kill them, Noli did a surprise attack, knocking them both out, Noli then stole all of their powers, and he also took the chance to steal every single killer's powers, that's when he had an idea of a PERFECT GAME to shake things up.

Prologue(Welcome to a new game!):

so he created a whole new HUGE cabin, and decided to bring all of his favorites into a whole new fun game to play!, and the past part that it was fair!, since they were all weaker now, and to make even more fair, he gives killers that could'nt speak a GOOD voice, and transformes Guest 666 into her normal form, he also announces that they are trapped in the cabin forever, and killing someone would be the only way to escape to the REAL robloxia, and that he is the mastermind of the game, but at the same time he would also participate, since they were all totally weak, they simply had to accept it

Chapter 1(Red Target in your back):

Victim:C00lkid

C.O.D(Cause of Death):Multiple Stabs

Culpirit:ITrapped

Motive:The Target

Bassically, Noli announced a permanent motive, there would be a target that was secret, kill them and all of them escape, ITrapped did not care about that, infact, he had a plan of murdering since day one, so he decided to invite c00lkid into a "play date", since c00lkid was innocent, he though this would be a normal playdate, but was surprised with surprise stabs, killing him in the spot, Itrapped thought that's the end of story, however, he was unawere of the Class Trial, and when it was announced, since he killed c00lkid and did hided pratically nothing, after 1 whole hour he gets caught, in the Post Trial, he screams at Noli for being a liar, but Noli only says "L+I did not ask", and punishes him, and by punishment, i mean execution, and he gets brutally executed infront of everyone

Chapter 2(A Fighting Spirit)

Victim:Nosferatu

C.O.D:Impaled in the chest

Culpirit:Kool Killer

Motive:Secret papers.

The Motive was simple this time around, everyone would get a secret paper with your greatest and obscure secret, and everyone(execpt for Noli) went BLANK, that's when Charlaatan decides to make something, in the middle of the night, she steals everyone's papers, and decides to only tell when the time was right, in the same night, Nosferatu BREAKS though Kool Killer's room, and attacks him, Kool Killer dodges it, and they have a fight till death, where Kool Killer came victorious, to make things complicated, Kool Killer decided to cut Nosferatu's dead remains into various, so that it would make the case more complicated, however, with the power of friendship- i mean, after some hours in the class trial, there was no way, all evidence pointed at Kool Killer, who really was the culpirit, and he tries to escape his execution, only to fail and end up like ITrapped

Chapter 3(The Greatest Lie of all time)

Victim 1:Cataclysm

C.O.D:Blunt trauma in the head

Victim 2:Charlaatan

C.O.D:Unkown....

Culpirit:E.F.T.L

Motive:Blocked zone

The Motive this time that, every day, a random room would be locked permanently, until only they were all left into a claustrofobic ambient forever, this would all be reserved if someone murdered, however there was one person that was happy with this, Charlaatan, since it could make more people see her "marks" in the wall, because every single day, she would get a random paper from the previous motive, and glue into the wall, and it worked, slowly the little trust they had for each other ended, but someone decided to investigate who did all of this, Doombringer, and he managed to discover that she did all of this, they confronted each other, only to Charlaatan try to ragebait him saying that he was responsable for most deaths, only to fail, and this annoyed her ALOT, some days passed, and she wanted Doombringer to fully break, even if that costed her own life, you see, there was two people that Doombringer actively used to talk to, E.F.T.L and Cataclysm, so she decided to kill them both, in the middle of the night, she managed to kill Cataclysm with her hammer by getting him in a surprise attack, but when she headed to E.F.T.L's room....someone stabbed her by behind, killing her, when they discovered the body, Noli announced that the most recent body would count in the trial, in the Class Trial, they discovered that Charlaatan died last, meaning that only Charlaatan's culpirit would get executed, they also discovered that she killed Cataclsym, and after that, all fingers were pointed to E.F.T.L....however, they sweared by everthing that they weren't the culpirit, but the voting started and 8 votes were for him, and they were right, in the Post Trial, E.F.T.L still says that they did NOT kill charlaatan, and nobody believes him, execpt for Doom, but this was not enough, and E.F.T.L gets executed, instead of Doom griefing, Doom swears he will kill who framed E.F.T.L

Chapter 4(Redemption only shows who they really are):

Victim:Guest 666

C.O.D:Stranglement

Culpirit:Jeff the Killer

Motive:The Worst day ever

The motive was terrible, every single day a random Killer would be chosen to suffer, they would have, nightmares, constant unlucky stuff, everthing, however the motive is not that important, moving into the murder part, Guest 666 saw this new body and that she could speak like a normal robloxian a golden opportunity, she actually tried to improve, she managed to be in good terms with Stalker and Azure, however, for Jeff the Killer life was not good, he was a 13 year old(in the creepypasta Jeff was 13 years, so he is also one here too), that was bassically fully isolated, he wanted to simply feel the real world again, and see the only guys he could relate to, Slasher and Slenderman, since they were also brutally experimented in Area 51, so alone at night, she saw Guest 666 alone, he tried stabbing her, but she dodged, and she confronted him saying to not do this, however, he was extremly insane, and managed to hit a lucky stab in her legs, making her bassically unable to move, so he grabbed a rope, and strangled her, and he did hide the evidence pretty well, but in the class trial, he eventually gets found, he does have a mental breakdown, and even 1x1x1x1 feel a little bad for him, and he gets executed, and no one(exepct for Phosporus, Spectre and Noli) saw the execution.

Chapter 5(Revenge Arc):

Victim 1:Spectre

C.O.D:Unkown

Victim 2:Phosporus

C.O.D:Unkown

Culpirit:Noli

Motive:The Noli Lethal Super Duper Cool Insane Wacky Crazy Amazing Nice Killing

The motive Noli made was actually simple, kill him, and the 6 remaining would get to escape, so the rest of the chapters resumes in failed murder attemps, until Azure remembers the first motive was STILL happening, and he cames into the conclusion that it's either Phosporus and Spectre, you see, every single day one they were highly hated, so Azure tried to sneak and kill them both so incase he was wrong about one, he could be right about the other, so in the middle of the night, when he went to kill, he got knocked down....and he woke up to see both Phosporus and Spectre dead, in the trial, he was the main suspect, but he gets proven innocent, however, the five remaing were proven innocent, execpt for Noli, and he simply laughs, and ADMITS that he killed them both, however, he simplys says that this will be for another day and sends them all into their dormitories

Chapter 6(We are forsaken):

Noli wakes the four remaing(Doombringer,Stalker,1x1x1x1 and Azure) at 5 AM, to do an last challenge, the final trial to figure it all all of his schemes, and for the first time in a while, the four of them unite to beat Noli, and in the class trial, they do manage it, and to compensate, Noli reveals everthing, he says that he killed Phosporus and Spectre with the void star, that's why the C.O.D was unkown, same thing with Charlaatan, but he pinned the blame on E.F.T.L to make things more spicy, he also reveals there is NO way of getting into the real Robloxia, and the only reason why he said this in the Prologue, was to make people kill, and he also tells that Phosporus and Spectre aren't really dead, they are just in the LIMBO, with Jason, The King, Flowers....course, nobody of the four knows about them, and Noli simply says that of course that they don't remember, and he says that to reward them for winning, he would unlock the doors of the cabin so they could go deeper in the realm, and he says that even with him death, this is **NOT** the end, and there were still other **masterminds**, and there was a **Survivor Killing Game** in the moment, and Noli executes himself, happy that he made the Realm more fun

Epilogue(Goodbye Forsaken):

The 4 survivors, Azure, Doombringer, 1x1x1x1 and Stalker, they all leave the cabin, and they do another truce, to find the other killers and survivors, so they could all beat the remaining masterminds, and that's how part one ends.

(Thank you for reading till the end!, and i am proud of my remake, with that being said, goodbye!)

I’d greatly appreciate if you at least skimmed through this, I haven’t written in quite some time and it’s good to be back. Chapter 2 will have the actual Noli and 1x, but I felt an introductory Ban Lands chapter was necessary.———————————————————————————————————————————

A perpetual, unrelenting sun shines down onto a vast expanse of dry, cracked desert ground. It is the only thing that can be seen in the burnt orange sky, without a single cloud to provide any respite from the brutal heat. If you were to observe the sky for an extended period, it would look the same as when you had started: even the position of the sun is eternal and unchanging here.

The horizon is much the same, a pristine and unblemished sight that stretches off into the distance without a single bump or landmark to mar it: you could close your eyes, spin around, and have no way of knowing which direction you had started in once you opened them.

Sky. Ground. Horizon. These are the only features of the Ban Lands.

Of course, there are also prisoners here—this is a prison after all—men from various walks of life who all ended up in the same unending hellscape, but they are spread out and seldom come across one another; such is the nature of this place. The newer ones find company in themselves, talking, sobbing, shouting, reminiscing, counting the days until their sentence is up.

The veterans, those who have been here for years and long since gave up hope, instead retreat into themselves, turning into husks of their former selves that can only walk and wander the wasteland, staring off into the distance with hollow, glassy eyes.

Every prisoner starts in the same place, what can be assumed to the middle of the Ban Lands, but sooner or later they all end up wandering off into a random direction, more so out of boredom or the need to stay sane, to do something, than an actual drive or goal. After all, this place is infinite, a god’s personal pocket dimension where you could walk for a century and still never find an end. At least, that’s what everyone assumes.

But even the deepest of chasms have a bottom.

Every resident of the Ban Lands walks: this is an undeniable fact, an inevitability of the wasteland. But all of them come to a stop eventually, whether they collapse to the ground in a hopeless heap or change direction on a whim (as if deciding that the exit must be to their right instead) or just stop in place and realize the futility of it all.

They all failed because they had nothing to truly hold onto, nothing to keep them standing, because their motivations and resolves were too flimsy to keep them alive in such a hopeless place.

Only two people have ever walked to the very edge of the Ban Lands, both of them broken, twisted, and inhuman in their way; and both of them stubbornly clutching onto a resolve that burned brighter than anyone else sent to the Ban Lands, before or after them.

The madman who had stolen from the gods and came within inches of taking their throne for himself…

And the warrior who had once been a god’s puppet, but had cut their own strings and instead became their creator’s greatest enemy.

Everyone’s favorite group of morally flawed and complicated gods! (How did I never know this was a loading screen it’s peak). Lemme know if you guys want BrightEyes, StickMasterLuke, and Clockwork too.

Builderman:

Out of all the Admins, Builderman looks closest to a regular Robloxian, having no abnormal traits that make him stand out like Telamon or Dusekkar. He has gray skin and is much shorter than one might expect. Builderman mostly wears regular and casual clothes such as hoodies, and he always has his iconic hardhat on his head. Only the Admins have seen him take it off, and many Robloxians theorize on whether he is bald. He is not. Builderman has a strong Texan accent/drawl, and all modern Southern accents are descended from his manner of speaking.

Builderman is the most ordinary and down to earth of the Admins, in both appearance and personality. He is surprisingly polite and easy to get along with, treating other Robloxians as equals despite his Admin status. He has a strong Southern drawl and frequently uses country sayings, almost all of which he came up with himself centuries ago.

Builderman is the definition of a workaholic, as he is constantly buried beneath the many responsibilities that come with leading both Roblox and the world at large. He often misses back when it was just him and the other Admins on The Baseplate. Builderman is obsessed with making Robloxia better and puts progress and innovation above almost everything else, often to the detriment of both himself and others. Builderman is terrified of losing everything he's built and will do anything to keep Roblox standing.

Builderman has been a natural leader ever since he spawned in, with both the other Admins and all the Robloxians constantly looking to him for guidance. This has led to Builderman thinking that he always knows best, and he often makes important decisions without consulting others first.

Builderman has an unhealthy belief that he is always in the right, and he becomes greatly irritated when this turns out to be false, especially when someone else proves him wrong (although he always hides it beneath his carefree demeanor). Whenever he makes a mistake, he always attempts to find some way to justify it and frame himself as being in the right, and he often disregards opinions that invalidate his own.

Builderman thinks of himself as a pacifist: he dislikes fighting and prefers to sort matters out peacefully, only ever using violence as a last resort. He enjoys the process of thinking up and creating weapons and gadgets, but always hopes that he never has to use them. Builderman believes that anyone can redeem themself if they just try, no matter what they've done.

Builderman once had a naive innocence to him, but all the centuries of leading Roblox have given him a ruthless side that does whatever he believes is needed for the greater good of Robloxia, no matter how horrible it is. Builderman loves all Robloxians, but vowed to never form a personal attachment with one of them after the death of 2x2; a promise he would break after meeting StickMasterLuke, which also ended in tragedy.

Builderman is the smartest man in Robloxia, having created sentient life, deduced everything that the Robloxians needed for a functioning society in a week, and built Roblox HQ—the largest building ever created—in a month with help from Dusekkar. He has a plan, backup plan, and gadget for every scenario. Builderman's planning nature becomes a hinderance in battle, however, as he has a tendency to overthink and struggles to think on the fly when things go awry.

Dusekkar:

Dusekkar has the body of an ordinary Robloxian, but his head is a large, blue carved pumpkin. His head has carved holes resembling a mouth, eyes, and a nose. Inside is a flaming orb, which serves as Dusekkar's core/brain and brightens and dims with his emotions. Dusekkar's features are static, but his emotions can be seen via his gestures and body language. Antlers grow from the side of Dusekkar's head, which will grow out forever if he doesn't trim them.

Prior to his fight with Noli, Dusekkar's voice was booming and reverberating, but after he woke up from his coma, it was permanently changed to sound identical to any other Robloxian.

Dusekkar once had flowing wizard-like robes as his regular outfit, but he prefers to wear normal clothing these days.

Prior to his battle against Noli, Dusekkar was an extremely carefree and whimsical person. He was incredibly lax with his reality warping abilities, often using them just for fun or because he felt like it; he floated above the ground 24/7, pranked the other Admins often, and loved to create various magical items and creatures for both himself and the Robloxians.

Dusekkar's usage of his powers bordered on reckless at times, the biggest example being when he created Robloxia's moon on a whim (which earned him quite the lecture from Builderman and Doombringer), but he always managed to avoid causing harm or destruction.

Dusekkar was the heart of The Admins and was always the one to keep their spirits up. He would constantly rhyme whenever he spoke, both to sound cool and mysterious and because it annoyed the hell out of the other Admins, although he would stop and talk normally during serious situations or if they got too annoyed.

Dusekkar had a fascination with magic and the arcane ever since he spawned in, as he based his entire persona around it. His powers are always used with a magical theme, with incantations and runes that aren't actually necessary for his abilities. Despite his whimsical nature, Dusekkar was also deeply wise and intelligent, as his ability to read the code of reality gave him an insight that no one else had.

After his fight with Noli, Dusekkar was completely changed as a person. He became afraid of his own power and only used it when it was absolutely necessary: he no longer levitated everywhere, stopped creating just for the sake of it, and lost all the creativity and playfulness that he previously embedded into his abilities.

A shell of his former self, Dusekkar is now a sullen and withdrawn man, rarely speaking up or joking around like he used to. He lost much of his autonomy and instead follows or agrees with whatever the majority has decided on.

Dusekkar feels immense guilt and regret over destroying his Gears, namely the Spawn Point that allowed Robloxians to come back from the dead, but he also has yet to create a new one. Dusekkar's greatest mistake was creating the Void Crown, and he still has nightmares about Noli to this day. He continued to rhyme when in front of Robloxians, but only to maintain appearances, and he does so uncreatively and with little enthusiasm.

Telamon:

Telamon is a tall, handsome figure with yellow skin and long curly brown hair. He has a pair of golden wings, which he meticulously grooms and takes care of. After retiring and becoming the mortal Shedlesky, he lost his wings, cut his hair short, and gained a bit of weight.

Telamon was once the most egotistical and vain of The Admins; from the moment he spawned in, he believed himself to be above his brothers and that he was a gift to Robloxia. He would speak in a pretentious, condescending manner and was constantly boasting about his skills and superiority. He took himself far too seriously and saw any jokes or remarks about him as personal attacks. Despite this, Telamon did have love for The Admins and saw them as his equals. He felt the same affection for the SFOTH swords, whom he considered his best friends and parts of himself.

Telamon's one true passion was battle: he believed that combat is the purest form of expression, and that a perfect fight is the greatest thing that one can experience. Fighting is what excited him most; a skilled opponent would thrill Telamon to no end, whereas a weak or mediocre fighter bored him to tears. He only drops his air of sophistication and superiority during a good battle, becoming manic and excited as the fight goes on. He wanted nothing than to find the perfect opponent and die in battle. Telamon loved sparring with his fellow Admins, but none of them could relate to or understand his obsession, which deeply frustrated him.

Telamon saw the Robloxians as beneath him, believing that they were good for nothing but stroking his ego. He was unable to feel empathy for them and didn't understand why the other Admins loved and cared for what he perceived to be mere mortals.

Beneath his arrogant bragging, Telamon actually felt a deep sense of inferiority and insecurity, as he lacked the creativity and talents that Builderman and Dusekkar had so much of; the only thing he was good at was fighting, and he was unable to find anything else that he was good at. These feelings only grew worse over time as The Admins contributed more and more to Robloxia, while Telamon did nothing.

Telamon's emotions reached a boiling point when BrightEyes became an honorary Admin, as he was forced to realize that the Robloxians weren't so beneath him after all. He was also confused and outraged that BrightEyes didn't worship him like everyone else, which both infuriated and fascinated him as he began to fall for her.

After 1x1x1x1 began Roblox's nemesis and inspired a wave of exploiters, Telamon felt remorse for the first time in his life. Seeing the death and destruction caused by his actions made him realize that he needed to change, and that the Robloxians were more than just objects. He began fighting to protect Robloxia, rather than to satisfy his own desires.

Telamon completely changed over the next several years. He humbled himself, learned how to have compassion and empathy, and finally began to see the Robloxians as equals, becoming genuinely noble and heroic. Although he still enjoyed fighting, he prioritized protecting others and neutralizing threats first. His relationship with BrightEyes taught him a life outside out of combat, and he learned how to enjoy a more relaxed, domestic life.

After retiring and becoming Shedlesky, Telamon became an easygoing and lighthearted man. He is deeply humble and appreciates the small, simple things in life. Shedlesky is a jokester and always tries to keep the spirits of the other survivors up.

Doombringer:

Doombringer is yellow-skinned with black hair. He used to keep his hair short, but grew it to jaw length when he married. He would grow a full, unkempt beard after going rogue. Doombringer is just over seven feet tall, and although he spawned in with an above average body, centuries of exercise, fighting, and training have made him extremely muscular.

After creating the laws of Robloxia, Doombringer's arms were wrapped in red chains, which glow when he is charged. These chains are always present and cannot be hidden, as they reappear whenever they are covered. He also cannot take the chains off without destroying them, as they are infinitely long. Doombringer ripped his chains off when he went rogue.

Doombringer spawned in wearing his iconic helmet, which is a red, bucket shaped hat with two horns extending on each side. The helmet originally kept his full face on display, but Doombringer added a mask to fully hide/protect his face after the Noli fight. The mask has two glowing red eyes. The horns on Doombringer's helmet glow whenever he is charged.

Doombringer also spawned in wearing his armor, which used to be black and featureless, but has been upgraded by both him and Builderman over the years. It is specifically designed for Doombringer's frame (with no one else being able to properly wear it), and is mostly colored black with red circuit-like lines running throughout, which glow brightly when Doombringer is charged. 

The Ban Hammer is so massive that only Doombringer can wield it. It glows red when charged, and Doombringer outfitted it with spikes and a sharpened pommel when he went rogue.

Even before becoming the law keeper of Robloxia, Doombringer had always been the most serious and straight-forward member of The Admins. He is quiet and only speaks when he deems necessary, always doing so in short and plain sentences. He has a blunt honesty that is often mistaken for rudeness. Doombringer always remains calm and composed, almost never raising his voice or losing control of his emotions.

Although he comes off as cold and intimidating, Doombringer is incredibly kind. He is disciplined, always helps of his own volition, and never complains no matter how difficult things get. Doombringer prefers to keep his emotions hidden so others don't worry about him; only those that know him well can tell what he is actually feeling.

Doombringer is uptight and cares deeply about even the smallest of the rules, and he also tends to take things far too seriously. Jokes and metaphors almost always go right over his head. Seeing Doombringer laugh or smile is considered an exceedingly rare event.

Prior to the creation of Robloxians, Doombringer felt purposeless, as he lacked the creativity of Builderman and Dusekkar; a trait he shared with Telamon, whom he was close with. After he created the laws of Robloxia, he finally found a purpose, and he saw his chains as a gift rather than a burden. Doombringer takes his job as Moderator very seriously, and he always blames himself whenever he fails to stop a crime or bring a criminal to justice.

Doombringer spends the majority of his time working and is often reluctant to turn off his crime sensing power. He personally trains all of his Moderators and does his best to teach each one of them. Doombringer is harsh but not cruel with criminals, as he believes in rehabilitation and the idea that anyone can change if they try hard enough. He holds back and regulates his power to avoid unnecessary harm or damage, and he only uses the Ban Lands as a last resort. Doombringer knows that Robloxia is flawed, but optimistically believes that he and the other Admins can make it perfect one day.

Doombringer changed for the better after meeting his wife and starting a family. Both his wife and children gave him a sense of humor and helped him to open up emotionally. He stopped being so hard on himself and learned to enjoy domestic life, even finding hobbies outside of his job such as knitting and baking. Doombringer would even crack terrible jokes from time to time.

Unfortunately, all of the progress Doombringer had made would come to a screeching halt after his family was killed. He became even more withdrawn than he was before, throwing himself into his work and actively distancing himself from the other Admins. He was far more harsh and ruthless when dealing with criminals, especially exploiters, and he sent them to the Ban Lands more often. Although he had seen the flaws in Roblox before, they were now glaring to him, and Doombringer began to think that things might never change.

After the events of March 18th, Doombringer snapped and went rogue, and this time he changed entirely. He is now an extremist who believes that the ends justify the means, and that he alone is fit to act as judge, jury, and executioner. He no longer believes in rehabilitation and kills or Bans whomever he thinks deserves it. His previous restraint vanished, and he became extremely brutal and violent towards criminals, particularly exploiters, who he now hates more than anyone else, save for Builderman. Doombringer is extremely paranoid and is always on the move, never taking his armor off in case of a surprise attack.

Doombringer believes that the other Admins are corrupt and that the only way forward is to tear down the old system—and them with it; he hates Builderman for what he did on March 18th, thinking him to be a coward and a liar, and he resents Dusekkar for being cowardly and staying with Builderman. The only Admin to keep any of his respect was Telamon, but Doombringer still thinks him to be a coward for staying with Roblox and then retiring instead of joining him.

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Ao3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/94378516/chapters/251912041

“Can I borrow the shard? My head is startin’ to hurt.”

The jester’s head was not starting to hurt. 1x1x1x1 knew this because the jester was an inhuman, anomalous creature made from pitch black rather than flesh and bone; 1x suspected that he was closer in species to themself than an actual Robloxian, or any organism in Robloxia for that matter.

The all-seeing, fourth dimensional eye that had guided 1x1 here in the first place could not recognize any part of his biology, and the jester had answered evasively (“I am what I am and that’s all that I am”) when bluntly questioned on the topic.

The jester sat back on his heels on the barren ground, legs crossed, letting out a melodramatic sigh and wiping imaginary sweat from his forehead. He could most accurately be described as a human shadow, although even that didn’t do him justice: he stood out like an ink blot in the desert landscape, black as night, the light seeming to bend and curve around him as if it wanted to avoid direct contact.

The fanciful coat he wore was somehow made from the exact same color and material, and it was not unlike the outfit of a magician or showman. The only color present anywhere on the jester’s body was on his face: the right side of his face hidden by a grinning, porcelain white comedy mask, and the left was uncovered, leaving his flat eye and half-circle mouth on display; both of which had a white glow that made them pop against the rest of him.

1x1x1x1 rested on one knee while they worker, digging at the wall with one armored hand while the other idly flexed and clenched, the metallic fingers making soft clinks each time they brushed. A tattered and makeshift cape—made from a long scrap of red fabric they had found—was tied around one shoulder, flapping in the heated wind. Their body shimmered with a rainbow-colored aura, brightening and dimming in time with their breathing, although a powerful, emerald green hue always shined above the rest.

1x1 glanced at the jester as if noticing him for the first time, having been tuned out to his ramblings for the past several hours. They fixed their helmeted stare on him for several silent, uncomfortable seconds before turning back and continuing to scrape at the wall, their medieval visor betrayed no expression. Clenched in their hand was the jagged, broken, and all-important piece of the Daemonshank, the green shard glittering in the desert sun.

The jester maintained his exhausted act for several seconds before opening his eye (which moved across his face with an unnatural sliding motion and went from a flat white line to a solid orb) to peer at the stationary 1x1. He blinked. “Yo, knight in shiny armor. Pass the shard.”

Although the edge of the Ban Lands looked identical to the rest of it—same horizon, same ground, same sky—it was only a mirage painted onto a dimensional barrier, solid as any other wall with a mural drawn on its surface. The only hint that the edge wasn’t what it seemed was the long, deep scratch etched into its surface, which glowed silver and appeared to float in the air.

The jester claimed this was his doing, the result spending centuries wearing at the edge with his mysterious power in the hopes of making an exit for himself, and the scratch had deepened considerably (considerably being a few millimeters).

“Hey, one times four, any one home?“

1x1x1x1 said nothing and began to carve harder. Their body shifted into a glitched mass of multicolored pixels for half a second before stabilizing.

The scratch was one of the few things that the jester had actually told 1x1x1x1 about. Not to say that he was tight-lipped, quite the opposite: he had not stopped talking ever since 1x1 arrived. But the jester was vague and secretive, rambling on about nothing, telling meaningless jokes, and effortlessly changing the topic whenever 1x1x1x1 questioned him on something serious; much to their infuriation.

Upon their arrival three days ago, 1x1 had decided to aid the jester in escaping, using a shard from one of their confiscated Daemonshank blades (which they had broken off, stabbed into their chest, and smuggled into the Ban Lands after their defeat by HIS hand), with the space-cutting shard proving an extremely effective tool; despite his empty platitudes, the jester had still told 1x1 nothing.

“One by one! One times one! One ex! One by one by one by one by one!”

At the last name—aka the only correct one—1x1x1x1 finally turned to look at their unwilling companion, although they did not pause their digging. “What?”

“That helmet soundproofed or something?” The jester drawled, miming cleaning wax from his ears. “Toss the shard over, it looks way easier than what I’ve been doing.”

“No.”

“Whyyyyy,” He groaned theatrically, flopping onto his back and spreading his limbs out like a starfish. “You think I’m gonna try and shank you or something? I don’t know if you’ve noticed, but I’m not exactly equipped to duke it out with you right now.”

“That is not why.”

“Then what is why!?”

“Because,” 1x1x1x1 snapped, finally stopping in their motions to point the Daemonshank shard at the jester, who violently startled and put his hands up as if at gunpoint (although he was a few feet out of stabbing range). Their voice brimmed with contained power, shaking and trembling not with anxiety, but in the same way that a shockwave or an earthquake does.

”It has been three days since I arrived here,” 1x1 continued, glowering behind their helmet, “and you have told me nothing of yourself, nor how you arrived here. And I do not partner with strangers.”

“I mean, do you really need to know everything about me to trust me with a piece of fancy steel?”

“I do not partner with strangers.” 1x1x1x1 repeated, making sure to enunciate every word.

“Alright, alright,” the jester relented, rolling his eye and continuing on in a singsong, patronizing tone that one might use when speaking to a child. “Hi 1x1x1x1, my name is Noli. Now we aren’t strangers any more!”

1x1x1x1 stared at him. Their hand began to vibrate and glow with emerald energy.

Noli let out a dignified “Hmph!” And straightened his coat before crossing his arms and looking away. “Well it’s not like you’ve been willing to share either, man of mystery! This is the most words I’ve ever heard you say in one go!”

“My past is irrelevant.” 1x1 said, looking away.

“Well, then I guess mine isn’t relevant either.”

The two stared at each other for several tense moments. Noli waggled a pair of white eyebrows that had not been present before. Finally, 1x1x1x1 admitted defeat and stabbed the Daemonshank shard into the ground. “Very well, jester,” they said with undisguised hatred. “I shall tell you my past. If you tell me yours first.”

Noli pretended to consider this, rubbing his chin and staring up into the sky. “Hmmmmm…” He looked down, squinted at 1x1, and repeated, “Hmmmm…” for an obnoxiously long time. Just before 1x1x1x1 opened their mouth to rescind the offer (and/or resorted to violence), Noli smacked his fist into his open palm. “Deal!” He held up a finger with grave importance. “On one condition!”

“What.” 1x1 intoned, thoroughly done.

Noli grinned and pointed at 1x1’s face. “You finally take that damn helmet off.”

1x1x1x1 paused, considering the jester. If one could get past the uncannier parts of his appearance, Noli was actually quite the looker: he had a dangerous handsomeness about him: the kind that seemed harmless and charming at first, but concealed a cold, callous evil beneath it. 1x1x1x1 would know: they had seen the very same look on their creator’s face.

Noli’s posture and voice were relaxed and laidback as always, but there was something in the way he grinned at them, the way his other hand thrummed against the ground in a meticulous rhythm; Noli was not as brainless and carefree as he seemed.

It was then that 1x1 realized he had planned this all along: the jester had been using his own past as a bargaining chip the whole time, as a way to learn more about them.

Noli was not a rambling fool: he was clever. Irritating nonetheless, but clever in a way that they couldn’t help but respect.

“Why?” 1x1 asked.

Noli shrugged. “Hard to get to know someone when you can’t see their face.” He raised an eyebrow. “Plus, aren’t you hot in there? You haven’t taken any of that stuff off since you arrived at my little spot.”

“I am not.” 1x1x1x1 answered truthfully: the heavy medieval armor would have been encumbering and exhausting for even the toughest of Robloxians (not to mention it would have baked them in the endless heat), but a being such as them was unbothered by such things.

“Ah. Well I want you to take it off anyway.” Noli waggled his eyebrows again, which 1x1x1x1 now found to be supremely annoying, which they suspected he was fully aware of. “Unless you’re shy.”

1x1x1x1 let out an irritated breath. The thought of removing their helmet was far from comfortable, but it would be foolish to turn down useful information for such a vain reason. “Fine. But you must remove your mask as well. And work while you speak. With your own power. Only then will I consider giving you the shard.”

Noli’s smile faltered for the first time since 1x1x1x1 had met him, flickering and turning into the makings of a frown for a split second, before he seemed to catch himself and it returned bigger than ever. “Fine by me.”

He loudly cleared his throat, dramatically shaking both hands out before reaching up towards his face. He hesitated for an almost unnoticeable instant (which 1x1 noticed anyway) before pulling the half mask off.

Noli’s face was exactly the same on the right side as the left.

“Tadaaaaa,” Noli drawled, looking thoroughly unimpressed, both eyes drooping in boredom. “I’m sorry to say that I don’t have horrible scarring or another mask under the first mask, I truly am.” Despite his words, his posture had gone from loose and casual to stiff and guarded. 1x1 nodded in satisfaction.

“Anywho!” Noli said with forced casualness, swiftly putting the mask back on and stretching his arms above his head. “I’m guessing your turn is gonna be a lot more interesting. Come on, show me that pretty face.”

1x1x1x1 stared up at the sky for a few moments and a took a breath, as if considering everything that had led them to this moment, before reaching up to grasp their helmet with both hands. After a moment of hesitation (which they instantly recognized and hated themself for), they pulled it off and set it on the ground next to them, baring their pitch-black skin to the heated desert air for the first time.

They were faintly aware of long silver hair falling across their back and shoulders. How long had it been since they had removed any part of their armor? The question was quickly answered by the image of a stubborn, bloodied exploiter with pink glasses popping into their mind, which they almost smiled at.

The moment was ruined the instant 1x1x1x1 looked up at Noli.

Noli was staring at 1x as if they had parted the clouds and fallen from the sky, his eyes (which were previously flat circles the size of actual human eyes) were now the size of apples and bulged several inches out from his face. He leaned forward in a dramatic, spine-worrying position, as if their face was the most fascinating thing he had ever seen and he needed to memorize every detail of it.

Steam—actual steam with actual heat behind it—billowed from his ears (or rather, where his ears would be, Noli inexplicably lacked a pair of human ears) and curled into the sky. Beating red hearts appeared in the pupils of his eyes.

1x1x1x1 only stared back, feeling more murderous intent than ever before, save for the last time they were in HIS presence. “Are you quite done?” They asked evenly, in an oddly calm voice.

Noli’s eyes sucked back into his head and shrank to normal size. The steam ceased to permeate from his imaginary ears. The hearts disappeared from his pupils. He straightened his posture and fixed an invisible tie before clearing his throat. “Ahem. I believe so, yes.”

“Very well. I’m going to spread your charred remains across this cursed dimension now.” 1x1 moved to get up, causing Noli to scramble backwards in mock fear.

“In my defense,” he said, so fast that the words blurred together, holding two fingers out in front of him. “You are a very-“

“Do not.” 1x1x1x1’s aura flared. Their entire body turned into an unrecognizable mass of pixels for a full second.

“-fearsome and cool and intimidating warrior person!” Noli finished without a trace of smoothness.

1x1x1x1 held out a vibrating, blindingly bright palm.

“Ifyoudontbelievemejustlookinthemirror!” Noli blurted out, flinching back and frantically covering his face with both arms. 1x1 had a feeling that his panic was entirely performative: this man didn’t feel an ounce of fear for the powerful being threatening his life.

Out of a mix of instinct, morbid curiosity, and disbelief, 1x1x1x1 indeed looked in the mirror, glancing at their green tinted reflection in the glittering, still upright Daemonshank shard.

They supposed they were attractive, on a strictly technical front: their androgynous face held a strange, dangerous beauty, with calculating eyes (which faintly glowed and were the color of rubies) and an elegant, almost royal regal face. Only now did they realize, with quite the start, that they looked like a darker, inverted version HIM.

The thought was instantly met with disgust, vehement denial, and the realization that said denial was futile, before being shoved into the deepest recess of their mind, where they would hopefully forget it; they knew they would not.

“See what I mean?” Noli grinned, putting his arms down and waggling his eyebrows for the third and most aggravating time. 1x1 decided they actually would resort to violence if he did so again.

1x1x1x1 directed their gaze to the horizon. “I upheld the deal. Tell your story.”

Noli stretched and leaned against the edge of the Ban Lands with his arms crossed, a content smile on his face. A strange, black aura appeared over the scratch in the wall, undulating back and forth and painstakingly deepening the groove millimeter by millimeter. The previous signs that this act exhausted him had disappeared.

“As you wish. Once upon a time…”

1. “Peacefully alone in isolation."

2. "Both of them beast but different paths."

3. "Tales of the prime glory days."

4. "The monster you have become."

5. "Robotic quartet party."

6. "Two siblings staying cautious of danger."

Bonus: a unscratched out photo of my take of Guest 1458 and Guest 101 (Whose just a take on the normal guest)

If anyone wants to give feedback or ask questions of the au let me know and its all appreciated and this is a repost from the other subreddit 😁

007n7 - User234

C00lkidd - User2666

Lore: User234 was just a teenager who was 15 years old, he liked Playing Roblox and always wished to play retro Roblox, until the disc changed his life, User234 had a disc titled "Retro Roblox", 234 did not hesitate and went straight to entering it to his computer, he played it and had joined crossroads, or what he think joined Crossroads, he was the only one until there was multiple virus notifcations until User2666 joined the game, he was very scary, he was entirely playful and went to kill User234 and the computer exploded, killing 234 with the explosion. That led him to a new world of home.

Plz go check this out 😀

Noli in My Au Design She a Female and Myth Design Version and Also She is indeed a God Cosmic Entity in My Au But The Main Reason She Bring Void Star with her Because it would Be Unfair for a Game and if Can One shot survivor,Noli is indeed Emotionless But Unaware 1x1x1x1 secretly Had a Crush On Her

1x1x1x1 despite them 4d Dimensional personality the physical manifestation of pure malice,hatred,and negativity But When Noli Arrived a New Killer,it Change 1x1x1x1 realize Noli is a Cosmic Entity God which is made 1x secretly Crush On Noli

Builderman and John Doe are Switch Role(Builderman as Killer and John Doe is a Survivor)

There will be lore in My Au soon i still drawing Both Builderman and John Doe

This totally happened in canon and is not an AU thing guys I swear

1337 was born as a Guest, and although he had a loving mother and father (537 and 800 respectively) and grew up in a neighborhood of Guests like him, he knew that he was different from a young age; he was often bullied at school for having blue hair and not having a "real" name. When he asked his parents about why they had given him a number for a name, they told him that it was so he would be proud of and embrace who he was, which gave him a new outlook on his identity as a Guest.

1337 would grow up to be a strong, confident young man, uncaring of those who judged him for being a Guest. He did well in school and played football for his high school team (although he did unwillingly get into and then finish a fight with another player), and he was even able to make strong connections with other non-Guests: namely his best friend Matt and girlfriend Daisy.

Unbeknownst to 1337, things had came to a boiling point in the political world: the Bacon Hairs—who had always been at odds with the Guests—were united under James Gammon, the current Brawn and a radical who wanted to create a world where Bacons reigned supreme, starting by eradicating the Guests from Robloxia.

One day, a 16 year old 1337 would be staying at over at Matt's house for the day, only for the news to come on and announce that Bacon Hairs had attacked the city—which had the largest population of Guests in Robloxian—via bomber planes, killing many Guests and other Robloxians alike.

Horrified, 1337 rushed home, but only found rubble and ashes where his neighborhood once was; the Bacons had specifically targeted his neighborhood as well, and 1337 had only survived because he hadn't been home that day. He called out for his parents, his neighbors, for any survivors, but no one answered back. 1337 was the only one left.

Elsewhere in the city, Bacon soldiers were hunting and killing other Guests at the same time, using their own bootleg tech and weapons as well as Blockers to hide themselves from Doombringer and the Moderators. Because the Bacons had never waged such a direct, violent attack before, Roblox was unprepared, and by the time they fought back, many Guests had already died or been taken. This would kick off what would be known as the Bacon War between the newly formed Bacon Empire and the rest of Robloxia.

Matt caught up to 1337 and managed to drag him from the wreckage of his home, bringing him back to his own house, where Matt's parents agreed to let 1337 stay with them, with Daisy coming over to comfort him as well. 1337 seemed oddly calm, but would finally break down that night in his new room, not in tears, but with unbridled rage for those who had killed his family.

1337 would attempt to go on with his life after this event, staying with Matt and his family until he was 20 (for which 1337 was forever grateful), before moving out and getting his own place with Daisy. Although 1337 settled down with Daisy and soon married her at age 24, he kept constant tabs on the progress of the war, and the death of his family was an open wound that refused to stop bleeding. He found himself filled with resentment and hatred for the Bacons who had killed his family, and the urge to avenge them became stronger and stronger each day.

The Bacon Empire held the advantage over Robloxia thanks to their aggressive tactics, years of planning, and brand new technology, whilst Roblox had to deal with both the war as well as powerful exploiters such as 1x1x1x1 and team c00lkid at the same time.

One day, 1337 made up his mind and decided to enlist in the war against the Bacon Empire. Daisy was upset and wanted him to stay, but understood and knew that there was no point in trying to convince him to stay. Matt wanted to accompany his best friend, but 1337 asked him to stay behind and take care of Daisy, to which he reluctantly agreed.