In The Past

00 - Golden Memories

Scary Larry.

Leader of the universal villains of Robloxia, the ones that terrorized any passerby and innocent citizen without discrimination or exception, he was a man your parents told you to fear as a child, learning to fear him early on as you heard stories about him, being the leader of the universal bad guys of Robloxia, after all – your very home, one who sent chills down the spines and struck fear into the hearts of those who crossed his path, intentionally or not, and was known for targeting the defenseless at a time when many were vulnerable. Purge Day.

It was how your parents explained Robloxia kept the city's low crime rates, albeit at a cost, hosting a weekly event, the Purge, where all crime is made temporarily legal for four days before being reversed, and emergency services are made unavailable for those days, leaving those within the city unable to rely on anyone but themselves to keep them and their families safe.

It was a day established decades ago, and despite heavy protest from inside and outside the city, having such heavy influence on your country's government – after light discussion and arguments from the city's officials as to how it would benefit Robloxia, no objections came from Roblox's government itself and was thus passed, remaining in effect to this day.

During those decades, many figures had made a name for themselves through the Purge alone, some (considered "the Purgers") leading entire groups dedicated to wreaking havoc during its four days of duration, Larry being amongst them and, arguably, the most well-known, powerful, and destructive, despite there being others, and, although you had never met him, you heard about him practically every day the Purge came closer.

From what you had heard, as far as you and others knew — he appeared out of the blue during purge day, attacking anyone and everyone he saw, even if they had a weapon. Wielding a golden crowbar, he wreaked havoc, and with his faithful masked "servants" or goons, as some called them, by his side, he knew none could defeat him, though many had still tried, of course, but none succeeded.

Even the news warned of his presence, wherever he was, to the young, old—and the families that cared to watch and tune in, and as far as you were concerned, he had been doing this nearly his entire life, starting as another Purgers' underling as a young boy, then growing up to become one himself. Who was it out of all three, excluding himself? Nobody knew, but he certainly wasn't in a position where he needed to take orders from anyone else.

Not when his goons would gladly do so for him. Speaking of them, you remembered hearing that they were individuals who were utterly loyal to him and often wore black and red suits, moving with an air of confidence, always on alert and ready to protect Larry – their leader – and carry out his orders without question, though very few knew why they did so, you weren't among them, that was for sure.

Those who had been their targets before during the weekly Purge said their faces were obscured by masks, likely to hide their identities, all with crowbars or whichever weapons they stumbled upon without exception.