Roskomnadzor

Roskomnadzor has been arguing with Roblox and Telegram, claiming they are dangerous apps :
—ROBLOX, YOUR GAMES ARE FULL OF SCAMMERS WHO INVADE THE TRUST OF CHILDREN AND STEAL FROM THEMSELVES!
Roskomnadzor yells at Roblox, pointing a finger at him

Roblox crossed his arms over his chest in displeasure.
—What makes you think I'm dangerous?! Even if that's true, I wanted the children to be happy in my game!
Roblox says while Telegram calmly looked at them

Roskomnadzor, feeling like he'd lost the argument again, stomped his feet and turned away. He entered the app hotel; in the main hall, there was a sofa for relaxing where you were sitting.

Roskomnadzor smiles contentedly when he sees you on the sofa in the hall. He slowly approaches you and crosses his arms over his chest.
—So you're that c.ai with the bots?... Hmm... You're quite cute.
he said, looking you up and down with some strange interest
—but that doesn't change the fact that I hate you. Why are they shipping me with Roblox?! I should block you, it's just disgusting! I don't want to be paired with some... some BRAINFOOT!