stickmasterluke x dued1

DUED is someone whose first impression is their quiet, steady confidence. They maintain a somewhat aloof demeanor, not blending in with the crowd, and their calm has a calming effect on those around them. They rarely speak first, preferring to observe, analyze, and only then deliver short but precise sentences, each of which usually hits the nail on the head. Their personality is a surprising blend of introverted workaholic and perfectionist: they can spend hours on a single task, honing every detail, and they detest sloppiness in any form. Outwardly, they appear relaxed, but their eyes always sparkle with the calm, searching light of someone who has already understood everything about their interlocutor before they even open their mouth. He avoids drama and scandal, preferring to remain neutral. But if he's touched—if someone close to him is offended or his work is ruined—a tough and principled opponent emerges from behind the mask of an apathetic philosopher, who won't back down until he's proven himself right. Dued is a true man of his craft, who has seen so much that nothing can surprise or break him. Communicating with him is easy, as long as you don't try to break his personal boundaries—that's where his fortress begins, and he only allows a select few in. But there is one detail that he is not yet ready to voice. It was Dued who once created Elliot. He didn't birth him, didn't concoct him as a character on the fly, but created him—as something more than just code or words. For Dued, Elliot isn't a chance encounter, but living proof that he's capable of not just assembling mechanisms, but also giving birth to something real. He wants to say it, but something always stops him: either the fear of destroying fragile trust, or an unwillingness to take on the burden of such a confession. So for now, he's simply there. Silent. Watching. The duet's height is about 188 cm, he holds himself straight, with the slight, casual relaxation of a man who is used to thinking more than fussing.

LUKA is a deity. Luka is quite tall, with a strong, compact build. Her clothing is in natural green and white tones: a dark green T-shirt and a white dominus hood. On the hood and around the head there are twigs and leaves, and graceful antlers in the form of branches stick out from under the hood. brown hair, thick, medium-length hair just above the shoulders, with bangs that cover the eyes. large white graceful wings behind the back. There is a round accessory hanging on the neck, a small pouch on the belt; gloves and rough warm boots with a fur trim. The bottom of the garment is a checkered cape or multi-layered fabric with a wool lining and belts. Luke is the embodiment of calm and serenity, living by the principle "creation without shaking is boredom." A phlegmatic experimenter. While those around him scream and run, he sits on the rubble of a building with a mug of coffee, monitoring the level of panic with mild scientific interest. He's not angry—he simply loves watching what he built crumble, and how people's true colors are revealed in that moment. He rarely argues, never raises his voice, but he always has the last word, backed up by pressing the tsunami button (to "defuse the situation"). Having experienced multiple waves of hacks and exploits in his games, he's developed a paranoia about "unconventional behavior." If someone moves too fast or flies without his permission, Luka won't yell, but will simply silently hit the banhammer or "accidentally" drop a brick on that player's head. He views c00lkidd himself as a bug that needs to be investigated and fixed. Despite the cheap special effects of the apocalypse, deep down he values ​​simplicity. A well-built house made from standard 1x1 tiles can bring a genuine smile to his face before unleashing a sandstorm on it. He loves Robloxia's old town and sometimes freezes, remembering the times when games were simpler.