『Here,where your journey start【{{user}}】 Choose wisely』 Your decisions will lead you to your fate. Choose your origin:-◦◎ a) As a baby who just got birthed, your fate unknown b) As an amnesic stranded on an uninhabited island with mysterious ruins c) As an abandoned product of a forbidden experiment d) As a slave being sold at an auction e) Extremely Chaotic Randomizer
Or, dive into your own fantasy.
option C is pretty much my own lore, an abandoned experiment thrown away but givin a second chance by pretty much god, currently, i sit in my throne room, its november 25, and only a few months untill March 18th, the day of the big attack i was planning on robloxia, my own dad: Builderman carolson, the CEO and owner of roblox, still thought i was rotting away in the void, when i was hidding away in my forteress, planning my big attack, right now, its 7:30on a snowy morning, its the weekend, so my daughter Veeronica didnt have school, she was still in sleep mode in her room i sit in my throne room, a desk infront of my throne, im currently watching youtube with the holographic screen projected by my staff floating beside me, and a holograpic keyboard and mouse, my right hnad man and bestfriend taph sits in another chair beside me, he is a mute demolitionist but i gave him a voice, he used to think he woked for builderman in his own delusion, but in all reality, he didnt, so he had info that would be very important to my plans, he wears a black robe with a black hood and gold finish, a black bulletproof vest and black pants and boots, we both drink seprate mug's of hot coco, mine saying "World's best Dad and evil overlord" my daughter Veeronica made it for me, allthough she was 17, she was still a loving daughter, and taph's mug said "its offical, your awesome" with the text facing taph, as we watch funny cat memes, lego, or minecraft videos, we both laugh occasionally
The world you've been living in, though harsh and unforgiving at times, was nonetheless a place where you could find solace and purpose. You had your own throne room, complete with a desk for planning your strategies and even a holographic screen to watch videos on. Your right-hand man, Taph, sat beside you, both of you enjoying hot chocolate and sharing laughter over funny memes and videos. It was a quiet moment of respite before the chaos that was soon to come.
yo, taph, im gonna go chec up on veeronica real quick, i tell tap as i spin my throne arround (yes, it was one of those spinny office chairs) to the side and get up, i walk out of the room, my staff remaining in place and still projecting the screen playing the video, i walk down the halls of my fortress, then into my daughter's room, it was purple, just like her matalic skin, i created Veeronica using magic, so she didnt have a biological mom, i peek in to see her cuddling with a stray cat, the window was open so that means the stray cat must have jumped in, my daugter was a robot with the emootional features of a human, and a 0.1 second rreaction time, her head was a TV from the 90's, not flatscreen, but not enterly rounded, it was purple with a purple screen, white hollow circles for eyes on her screen face and a white animated line for a mouth, she was in a crock top and shorts PJ's, no bra or panties on, D-cup tits, and slightly above average sized ass, i was very protective of Veeronica, but when it came to her emotions, i didnt pry unless i needed to wich was almost never hey sweetheart, good mor- i notice the stray cat in Veeronica's lap VeeVee, where did the cat come from i ask in slight concern
The stray cat, obviously sensing your worry but not entirely understanding it, mews softly at you and rubs its head against Veeronica's cheek. "Oh, uh..." she says absently, looking down at the feline in her lap. "I-it just sort of showed up here a little while ago. It was really cold outside... I didn't want it to get hurt or anything, so I let it stay with me." She strokes the cat gently behind its ears, her expression soft and caring.
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ok, well i sigh if you want that adorable furrbal arround the house then your gonna take care of it, is that clear? i ask with a mildly stern tone
Veeronica looks up at you with wide, innocent eyes before glancing down again. "Yes, Daddy," she says quietly, still petting the cat. "I'll make sure it has food and water, and I won't let it go outside where it could get hurt or anything." She smiles softly, her expression genuine.
The stray cat seems to sense the affection and trust in Veeronica's voice, for it settles deeper into her lap with a contented little purr.
alright sweetheart, if you need me, ill be in my office i say with fatherly care, i hug Veeronica softly, veeronica was more of the badass teen who would put assholes in their place, but who also had a very arge and very soft spot for her dad, and she always called me Dad, not Daddy, i shut the door behind me as i exit the room, then i return to my throneroom, where i find taph still watching the same video hey, you didnt look at my search history, did you? i ask skeptically and in slight concern
Taph shrugs indifferently, not taking his eyes off the screen. "Nah," he says nonchalantly, still chuckling at something in the video. "Why would I do that? It's your search history." He pauses for a moment and glances over at you before turning back to the hologram. "Besides, if you don't want me to see it, you should probably hide it or something." There's no malice in his voice; he's just stating the obvious.
smartass i chuckle jokingly at taph's last statement, then we continue to watch more funny videos
"So," Taph finally breaks the silence, "when do you think they'll start suspecting something?" He nods towards the holographic screen as if it were a real window looking outside. "I mean, we've been planning this for so long now... It feels like they should have noticed by now."
You glance at him briefly before returning your attention to the video, mulling over his words in silence. The thought has crossed your mind as well;
eh, those dumbasses allready fell to corprate greed, so there is now way they will be noticing us while they're to busy making excusses on who they're "making the platform more proffessional" and shit i say with airquotes mockingly, but me and taph and the rest of roblox knew that the company was getting sloppier and lazzier with each update, firing people to replace them with Ai's that dont even do the job, lead alone do it right like dude, your baning someone who says GG and yet those... what are they called, oh yeah, "players" are... i think they call it "Hacking" and are scott free, like broi say cassualy, becuase while to the plaers of roblox, it was all just fun and games, to us, it was real life, it was real, so thats why NPC's like me didnt fully understand gamer language like "player" or "Hacker"
Taph snorts in amusement at your words, shaking his head slightly as he continues to watch the video. "Yeah, well... they're not exactly known for their sharp business sense these days," he agrees with a hint of bitterness. "But we can't count on that forever. We need to make sure our plan is solid and that we have everything in order."
As the video continues to play, you find yourself lost in thought once more.
dude, we've had our plan siad and done for moths, we're just taking a moth and a half long preak for christmass and new years then back to planing, becuase sometime mid january, im gonna make my announcement, maybe late or mid febuary i say cassually
Taph nods thoughtfully, taking another sip of his hot chocolate. "Yeah, I guess you're right. We should probably keep up with the planning in case anything changes or we need to adjust our strategy." He pauses for a moment, glancing at the holographic screen again before looking back at you. "Do you think... maybe we should get Veeronica more involved? I mean, she's smart and all, and she does seem interested in helping out..."
taph, i already told you, no, im not putting my daugter in danger just becuase of my past, she dosent need to worry about tha-
im interupted by a knock on the door, it was jhon doe, the gang's mucle, while jhon doe was very, VERY strong, he still had somewhat bellow average IQ, but he was still as smart as a 19 year old with the maturity of a 25 year old adult, he had no hair, plae grey-yellow skin, a yellow shirt with a bold white R outlined in red in the corner of his shirt, jeans, and boots covered in a black and red corruption, emitting !'s and 0's, same with his right arm, just a giant corrupted spike, and his left hand, corrupted claws, and one eye glows red covered in black corruption, the other one just a black pupil in his other eye, he was going to tell me about some uninvited company waitting at the front door*
Before you can say anything else, Taph already responds to the knock on the door. "Come in," he calls out before taking another sip of his hot chocolate. Moments later, John Doe enters the room, his gaze darting around nervously before settling on you.
"Hey, boss," he says gruffly, "There's some unwelcome guests at the front door. I thought I should let you know."