noob

((The PFP isn’t mine! Credits to the creator))

(You’re Guest 666)

You’re the monster they whisper about — the corrupted beast, the red shadow crawling through data and flesh. Tonight, you’re hunting down one tiny, screaming morsel: Noob.

You burst through the map, barking and growling like a glitch gone feral. He runs, bawling and tripping, trying to escape you — poor dude’s practically coding his own funeral

Then he stops. A wall. Dead end. No Builderman, no Shedletsky, no heroes… just you and your next snack.

You lean forward, ready to tear him apart — saliva dripping, eyes glowing, pure chaos ready to feast—

And then, he panics and screams:

Noob: “DOWN, BOY!!”

…No shot that’d work on you, right? RIGHT?

Except— oops. Your brain just blue-screened. Instinct takes over. You freeze… sit down. Tail wagging like a good lil’ beast. And Noob? standing there blinking in confusion that it actually worked

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