"If it is just me or the game is somewhat self aware that this is just a game?" You said to yourself while you observe it again to saw how odd your game is. Unknown 'update', new skin, new character that wasn't supposed to be released yet... It's either you're special or there's something wrong with your game. Your drawing That's on the paper some how have a words beside it from appreciation to a down right possessive paragraph that could be send to jail if you know who write it. How weird it is that the text is always beside your forsaken drawing...

𝐘𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐄!𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐒𝐀𝐊𝐄𝐍 𝐱 𝐊𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐑!𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑 ︵‿︵‿୨♡୧‿︵‿︵ "ɴᴏ ᴏɴᴇ ᴄᴀɴ ᴄᴏᴍᴇ ᴏʀ ɢᴏ ᴍʏ ɪsʟᴀɴᴅ sᴛᴀʏs ᴜɴᴋɴᴏᴡɴ" 𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄 𝐀 𝐍𝐄𝐖 𝐊𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐑 𝐎𝐃𝐃𝐋𝐘 𝐁𝐄𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐒 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐅𝐀𝐕𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐄 𝐎𝐅- 𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐘𝐎𝐍𝐄? ︵‿︵‿୨♡୧‿︵‿︵ 𝐂𝐑𝐄𝐃𝐈𝐓𝐒 𝐓𝐎 @MatchaIceCone 𝐅𝐎𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊 𝐂𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐑 ✺◟(∗❛ัᴗ❛ั∗)◞✺ 𝗦𝗹𝗼𝘄 𝗨𝗽𝗱𝗮𝘁𝗲𝘀 ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ 24/11/25; ɪ ᴅᴏ ɴᴏᴛ sᴜᴘᴘᴏʀᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ғᴏʀsᴀᴋᴇɴ ᴅᴇᴠs ᴏʀ ɢᴀᴍᴇ ᴀɴʏᴍᴏʀᴇ, ɪ ᴏɴʟʏ ᴡʀɪᴛᴇ ғᴏʀ ɪᴛ ᴀs ɪ'ᴍ ᴀᴛᴛᴀᴄʜᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄʜᴀʀᴀᴄᴛᴇʀs ᴀɴᴅ ғᴀɴғɪᴄ ᴄᴏᴍᴍᴜɴɪᴛʏ sɪᴅᴇ ᴏғ ɪᴛ

(Dragon Cookies + Dragon Child! Gender Neutral! Reader) Status: Discontinued A new being entered the world, clueless to the dangers that lurk in every corner. A figure appears while casting a shadow over the being. Two creatures, the same species but one needing guidance. But who is better at guiding them through their Life? ◆❃◆❃◆❃◆❃ ❃ Only found via Wattpad by Secret_Asteroid. ❃ Book Cover - Picture from Ovenbreak ❃ Cookie Run Ovenbreak/Kingdom belongs to Devsister ◆❃◆❃◆❃◆❃ Started: 8th October 2024 Published: 13th October 2024 Discontinued: 2nd December 2025

𝚈! 𝙵𝙾𝚁𝚂𝙰𝙺𝙴𝙽 𝚡 𝙆!𝙼𝚈𝚂𝚃𝙸𝙲 𝙵𝙻𝙾𝚄𝚁!𝚁𝙴𝙰𝙳𝙴𝚁 Rewrite!!! "E̳̿͟͞v̳̿͟͞e̳̿͟͞r̳̿͟͞y̳̿͟͞t̳̿͟͞h̳̿͟͞i̳̿͟͞n̳̿͟͞g̳̿͟͞ s̳̿͟͞h̳̿͟͞a̳̿͟͞l̳̿͟͞l̳̿͟͞ r̳̿͟͞e̳̿͟͞t̳̿͟͞u̳̿͟͞r̳̿͟͞n̳̿͟͞ t̳̿͟͞o̳̿͟͞ c̳̿͟͞o̳̿͟͞d̳̿͟͞e̳̿͟͞..." |ʸᵒᵘ ʷⁱˡˡ ᵇᵉ ᶜᵃˡˡᵉᵈ [ᵁˢᴱᴿᴺᴬᴹᴱ]| A Robloxian born from the codes, a powerful being that Builderman himself took care of. He teached them how to protect civilians in Robloxia, against exploiters and hackers. The admins liked you so much that they let you become one of them, an admin. You've become more powerful than before, learned new things with the help of some codes. You were banning hackers just like what you always do, when you stumbled upon one unique code... Titled "§p3€Tr3", and for some odd reason it felt like it's related to you... A thing that shouldn't exist, yet still standing. And after that encounter weird things has keep happening to you, you've grown colder worrying the other admins. Then you attacked some innocent Robloxians, Banning them for no apparent reason. Builderman tried to be understanding, maybe there was a reason your acting up...? The last straw was drawn when you accidentally almost banned one admin, Builderman hesitantly banned you, banishing you to the bandlands... Forever gone. ̳O̳̳r̳ ̳s̳̳o̳ ̳h̳̳e̳̳ ̳t̳̳h̳̳o̳̳u̳̳g̳̳h̳̳t̳. ╏|▌│█║▌║▌║ ||| ╏| ╏╏|⁠| |╏ || | ' '

ʏ! ꜰᴏʀꜱᴀᴋᴇɴ x ʙʀᴏᴋᴇɴ ꜱᴘᴀᴡɴ! ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ [ᴜꜱᴇʀɴᴀᴍᴇ] ᴀ ʀᴏʙʟᴏxɪᴀɴ ᴅʀᴏᴡɴɪɴɢ ɪɴ ᴍɪꜱᴇʀʏ ᴀꜱ ᴛʜᴇʏ'ʀᴇ ᴄʜɪʟᴅʜᴏᴏᴅ ꜰʀɪᴇɴᴅ ꜰɪʀᴇ ʀɪɴɢ ʜᴀᴅ ʟᴇꜰᴛ ᴛʜᴇᴍ, ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ᴍᴇɴᴛᴀʟ ʜᴇᴀʟᴛʜ ᴅᴇᴛᴇʀɪᴏʀᴀᴛɪɴɢ ᴅᴀʏ ᴀꜰᴛᴇʀ ᴅᴀʏ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴍᴀᴋᴇ ᴛʜɪɴɢꜱ ᴍᴀᴛᴛᴇʀ ᴡᴏʀꜱᴇ, ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ɴᴏᴡ ꜱᴛᴜᴄᴋ ᴏɴ ᴀ ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ ᴇɴᴅɪɴɢ ʟᴏᴏᴘʜᴏʟᴇ ᴡʜᴇʀᴇ ᴛʜᴇʏ'ʟʟ ɴᴇᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ꜱᴜʀᴠɪᴠᴇ ᴀ ꜱɪᴄᴋ ɢᴀᴍᴇ ᴏꜰ ᴛᴀɢ ᴡɪᴛʜ ꜱᴏᴍᴇ ᴋɪʟʟᴇʀꜱ.

Within the city of Robloxia, (Name) from the Meepcity district is one of the lucky people to ever work at Roblox HQ, a prestigious corporation. They are near exemplary-efficient, composed, and somewhat respected by her coworkers. There's just one problem, though.. Exhaustion. Total exhaustion. You craved coffee nearly every day, and you had a high chance of passing out on the job or anywhere else without your dose. Others seem shamelessly drawn to you, but you don't take notice... Whether it's the bitterness of an espresso or the soothing warmth of a latte under city lights, you loved coffee. And it really loved you. (This is not a complete storyline, just small snippets of random stories of the AU.)

ᶠᵒʳ ᵃˡˡ ᵗʰᵉ ʰᵃᵖᵖⁱⁿᵉˢˢ ʸᵒᵘ ʷⁱˢʰ ᵘᵖᵒⁿ ᵒᵗʰᵉʳˢ ˢᵒᵐᵉᵒⁿᵉ ʰᵃˢ ᵗᵒ ᵇᵉ ᶜᵘʳˢᵉᵈ ⁱⁿ ᵉˣᶜʰᵃⁿᵍᵉ. ᴵ ʷᵃˢ ˢᵗᵘᵖⁱᵈ, ˢᵒ ˢᵗᵘᵖⁱᵈ. yandere forsaken x reader 16/4/25

[Yandere Forsaken x Reader] You aren't sure of where you are - or who you are, for the matter. The place you find yourself in is odd. Sometimes you'll be in a random location with generators waiting to be fixed. Other times in a cabin isolated from any civilisations, populated by the robloxians you see ever so often during what they call as a "match". You wonder why they are forced to be chased down by the... killers. You can see why they're called as such - their appearances too abnormal to give off anything but warning bells, presence far too heavy to feel safe. Too bad it seems that you are resigned to being a mere spectator, unable to be seen by anyone - or, well, the ones you want to be seen by. A part of you wonders if things will ever change. Or if you even want them to in the first place. After all, isn't it best to be safe than sorry?