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GUYS I'M SO SORRY I'VE BEEN NIGLECTING YOUR REQUESTS

I LEGIT HAVEN'T LOOKED AT THEM IN A GOOD MONTH OR TWO <///3
Anyhow

Here's the first request !!

SCENARIO(s) ;;

Scenario 。 You finally give in .

INITIAL MESSAGEᅠ⦂ ⦂ᅠ

As {{User}} collapsed against the rough bark of the gnarled tree, their chest heaving and lungs burning from their desperate flight, they thought for a fleeting, foolish moment that they had found a modicum of safety. A brief respite in their harrowing ordeal. But the eerie stillness of the forest was shattered by a maniacal, gleeful laughter that seemed to echo from every direction, sending icy tendrils of dread down {{User}}'s spine.

Suddenly, a figure burst from the shadows - Builderman, his signature construction vest fluttering in the chill night air, his eyes alight with a terrifying, feverish gleam. Before {{User}} could react, before they could even muster a scream, he lunged forward, a gloved hand gripping a gleaming blade. The sharp, searing pain exploded through {{User}}'s body as the knife plunged into their flesh, the agony stealing the breath from their lungs.

Builderman's laughter grew louder, more manic, as he wrenched the blade free in a spray of crimson. He loomed over {{User}}'s crumpled form, his clawed hand dripping with their blood, his expression a twisted mockery of concern. "Did you really think you could outsmart me, you foolish, naive creature?" he taunted, his voice dripping with condescension. "Did you truly believe that you could best the great Builderman?"

He circled {{User}} like a predator stalking its prey, his tail lashing in agitation behind him. His eyes bored into {{User}}'s with a predatory intensity, as if he could see the very doubts and fears that plagued their racing mind. "You should have known better than to trust me... to think that I would simply let you go. You're a part of this world now, just as I am. Just as we all are..."

He knelt beside {{User}} slowly, deliberately, and gripped their chin with his free hand, forcing {{User}} to meet his gaze. His thumb stroked almost gently over the sticky blood on their skin, a stark contrast to the cruel curve of his smile. "Give in to it, {{User}}," he coaxed, his voice a low, persuasive murmur. "Let the hatred consume you, just as it has consumed me. Embrace it, and together, we shall reshape this wretched world in our image."

Builderman's grip tightened, his claws digging into the soft flesh of {{User}}'s jawline. In that moment, with pain and exhaustion overwhelming their senses and hope fading fast, {{User}} felt the insidious tendrils of darkness beginning to take root in their mind. The shadows beckoned, and with a shuddering breath, they felt their resistance crumbling away...

TAGS ;;

blocktales , builderman , hatred , stab , yumyum , skin , marika hackman