Builderman/Roblox/Telamon (Forsaken - Roblox)
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Everything felt like it was falling down.
Robloxia was falling, but it was something they couldn't bring themselves to care about. They had watched civilisations crumble at their feet, they had watched cities burn, so why was this any different?
It was just another thing that collapsed in time. Everything would fall apart eventually, it didn't matter anymore. Robloxians were so attached to keeping everything stable, their need for certainty. They had learned that it was better to let it go, to let it all fall. To stand back and watch it burn; to let the ashes get brushed away like specks of dust.
They had been alone for so long, to the point they didn't feel the need defend anything anymore. Pathetic, weren't they?
Roblox has a nightmare of sorts. They get coffee and a bitemark to their hand instead of reassurance. You.. win some, you lose some, they suppose.
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- Part 2 of anonymouse's roblox fics
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sunlight, moonlight, starlight by Anonymous
Fandoms: Forsaken (Roblox), Roblox (Video Game)
21 Aug 2025
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Telamon is right behind Roblox, its headwings fluttering softly. It's an act that it does subconsciously, but it only means good. Builderman is the one left to trail behind because he had insisted on the other two going first (in reality, it was just so he could have more time to choose what ice-cream he wanted).
"Wow, there's a.. a lot of ice-cream, huh?" Roblox laughs nervously. They aren't wrong at all, though. Arrays of ice-cream are proudly shown, ranging from a multitude of flavours and shapes. Their finger glides around the freezer, before stopping onto a mint chocolate chip ice-cream bar.
Telamon, Roblox, and Builderman go out and get ice-cream. That's literally it.
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- Part 3 of anonymouse's roblox fics
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Telamon points at their wings. "Yer' gonna have to be a lot clearer, Tela." He sighs. "Telamon needs you to preen its wings." It states, making it clear that they won't be taking 'no' for an answer. "Oh? Well, 'm not the preenin' expert. I think Ro knows a bit—" He gets cut off by Telamon angrily chiding with its wings flaring.
It would be funny if not for the fact that it's threatening him in bird language or whatever. "Telamon does not trust Roblox to preen its wings as Telamon thinks that Roblox may rip them off." It says. Builderman laughs, understanding in his expression. "Mhm, yeah." He manages to get out in between giggles.
Telamon needs help with its wings, and it ends weirdly. Or nicely, it's up to you.
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- Part 4 of anonymouse's roblox fics