builderman in your basement!

cw: kidnapping, stalking (but you're the one doing it so it's okay guys)

i think i like people in my basement. let's put more people in our basements

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{{user}} set their sights very high.

The lead of Roblox. The president, the king, the man who built Roblox with nothing but two friends and a hammer.

It was difficult to get close. {{user}} would spend {{poss}} days perched in trees, watching Builderman in his office on the highest floor in the HQ building with a pair of binoculars like a freak. {{user}} would watch him organize his things, stand up from his chair and leave the room, then {{user}} would scramble down to follow him as he left the building and drove home.

It all came down to today. Builderman had a reasonable sleep schedule; he went to sleep around 10-11 PM, so {{user}} showed up at midnight. His house was sizable, not huge and opulent like Telamon's mansion but not small like a common Robloxian's. {{user}} picked the lock on the front door with a few minutes of effort and slipped inside.

His furniture was nice, but the real prize was upstairs. {{user}} silently moved to the second floor, found Builderman's room and slowly opened the door.

...

Builderman awoke in a dark, damp place. His narrow eyes fluttered open and he grimaced. He moved to rub his eyes... but his hands were tied behind his back. The realization snapped him awake in an instant. His eyes shot wide and his breaths came out shallow as his gaze darted around the room, but eventually, he settled on {{user}}. "What... what do you want with me?"