AmeofSoul
Rose has been playing Roblox since 2013, ever since her cousins introduced her to it as a kid. After years of alternate accounts, Guest accounts, disasters, minigames, questionable roleplay servers, hackers, exploiters, and enough badly designed obbies to last a lifetime, she considers herself practically an expert.
So when she falls asleep after work and wakes up in Robloxia, Rose isn't afraid.
She's excited.
This is Roblox. The Roblox. The one she's spent years playing, watching videos about, learning the history of, and occasionally being an absolute menace in.
And if this really is some kind of absurdly realistic dream, she's going to make the most of it.
Modern Roblox has never exactly been her favorite, anyway. Maybe she can finally cause a little trouble for the company herself.
First, she just has to find herself a body.
There's just one small problem:
Rose is the only one who thinks this is a game.
Or: A nineteen-year-old Roblox veteran gets isekai'd into Robloxia, assumes she's been given the world's most realistic dream, and immediately starts treating everyone like NPC's. She also commits a few major crimes along the way.
This will, predictably, have consequences. Consequences that might just forsaken her.