#Something in Common | Builderman

[phos-saken]

Tag dump!!!

General tags (heavy wip)

Voice calls Out | Answered Ask - Attached to all asks

Entertaining Passerby | Anonymous Ask - Anon asks without a signoff!

Here We Go. | Thread Start - For every new thread

Just Keep Moving | Thread Response - For every thread response

Unfamiliar Situation | First Meetings - First interaction with another blog or character

Check for Loose Ends | Thread End - just to demarcate the last reply on either side

Still Anomalous | Under M!A - For magic anon starts and every post during them! Glowing Respite | Writing - For any writing that's not a roleplay I'll think of one later | Open Starter - Can't think of a tag right now, but this'll be the tag for an open starter! If someone's already started a thread with it don't worry, multiple people can answer the starter. Let's give This a try | Ask Meme - For the rare ask meme!

People Watching | Dash Commentary - IC commenting on dash ongoings

Piercing the Veil | Out Of Character - You know.

Vulnerable Moment | Lore Scraps - this tag will be used on any asks or roleplay responses where Phos shares anything about themselves or their past! hopefully providing an easy look at where certain character details come from, or additional lore

Character-Specific tags!

Survivors

Something in Common | Builderman

Nothing to be Deciphered | Dusekkar

Killers

Man From Myth | John

Others (either non-survivors, noncanon, etc! don't feel bad if you're in here)

Take a Page | Spawn

Overseer of Elsewhere | Mach

Titles are just Words | King Aramond

When the Dust settles | ???

Issues of Identity | Owh/Cl00n7 (@cloneontheloose)

Plants and Prey Animals | Clover (@smthngcl0ver)

Strength and Honor | Guest1337

Anons

More Mysterious than Most | Unavowed

[phos-saken]

Running a hand through their hair, for once forced to acknowledge how horribly this exchange is going. If they can keep their lid on from here on out... It'll smooth out, surely. "Not saying you were, so we're even on making things clear." Hard to tell if that's an attempt at comedy. "Hahah. For others, maybe. What if I went around telling people that Builderman assumes the experiences citizens have had? The negligible outcry that'd cause..." She gives her own poor joke a chuckle. See, now that's clearly a joke! Who knows what she's talking about, though.

From the look she gives him immediately after, it's plainly written on her face that she doesn't believe him. There's a chance she's now assuming things, a chance he really is as thoroughly exhausted as he looks. It's not often people have nothing to ask her.

"I have one for you, but it might be better suited for anyone else."

She would've been outside when the conversation started, and would've walked off... Maybe a quarter of the way through the scolding? Of course that would've been to answer the disembodied voice she was hearing, but eavesdropping on a serious conversation between two administrators sounded like trouble. This means they're out having a pleasant walk-and-talk-to-yourself when none other than Builderman walks past them, to the semi-distant dock. Unaware if he'd seen them, he gets a grace period of abooout fifteen minutes before the sound of talons hitting wooden boards follow after him.

"Not trying to sneak up on you." They call out, ensuring the sound of approaching footsteps isn't the only sign of them. "... Something going on? People aren't out here exceptionally often." @phos-saken

Builderman was silent when he passed her, messing with his headphones as he walked. He genuinely didn't seem to have seen her at all. He doesn't seem to react to her approach, not a single bit of registering her voice. The weight of her footsteps on the dock is what actually alerts him to her presence. Somehow, he didn't hear her words at all. Builderman jumps slightly, pulling one side of his headphones off to properly hear her. Lucky him, he didn't miss any of the latter half of what she said.

"I ah..."

This is the new one. He looks up at her, still sitting on the dock. God, she makes him feel tiny. He spends a moment debating whether or not to tell her what's going on, then just sighs.

"Lil... In-team disagreements. Ain't nothin' new, or huge. Don' worry too much, hey?"

Even here, he's trying to save face... Can't let her in on too much of what happened, it's best if she's not fully let in on it, if she didn't hear things. And he hopes to all sorts of things that she didn't hear that conversation.

[glassmitu]

Hey.. creeps in here.. erm if youre taking some requests can i get some like . builderman stuff? it can be anything im not picky, i'd prefer a gn or male reader if you can!! if nots thats fine i just lowk need more content of my shortass country man,,,

Masterlist — Forsaken

Request — Builderman x gn!Reader headcanons,,

⭑𓂃 ⌗ Staff — I's fine!! Feel free to request anytime anon <33

BUILDERMAN

𖣠 Builderman is well Builderman, he may be quite serious.After all,this is whole realm where some entity seems to be entertained by seeing these people die.

𖣠 in this case, you two become close only because you two could build well. Which is something common thing you two have.

𖣠 Builderman thinks you are just yet other unfortunate robloxian, who seemed to tugged into this mess. Just like him and the others.

𖣠 You two talk here and there, just work and survival related. It isn't really that warm but it does seems to lighten up both of your moods.

𖣠 He thinks that having romantic feelings for you, may affect his work of survival. Which is of course true. So he'll try to bottle up these emotions.

𖣠 Even so, his own feelings isn't something he can really control, especially if it is towards someone.

© GLASSMITU ─── all of my works belong me alone! do not copy, steal, plagiarize, or spread any of my works in any other social media platform. these have only been reloaded on my own account on tumblr

[forsaken-headcanons]

Cracks knuckles. The hyperfixation is getting too strong, gotta beam queer headcanons at these guys.

007n7 ; Transmasc, He/Any. Especially any pronoun that is similar to he/him with a different spelling (hx/hxm , h3/h1m , hy/hym , ect.) Probably bi or aroace spec, but hx don't got time for all that. (Raising a kid.)

Chance ; Canonically nonbinary, He/They. I'd like to add neos and xenogenders to that. That bitch uses gambling and bunny based genders and neos. Maybe gun ones too. What exactly? Don't know yet. Probably pan, but he never really picked a label. So he'll just say unlabeled most of the time.

Guest 1337 ; Trans vibes... I don't know in what way though. Maybe transfem? She has transfem vibes to me, She/Her. She hung around too many trans people, and boom, egg cracked /silly. I don't know her orientation, she just really loves her wife.

Builderman ; Gender apathetic, probably genderqueer, mostly uses he/him, but doesn't really give a shit. If you use something else, he'll just roll with it. He's got other things to do, than worry about something like that. Also unlabeled, because again, to busy to care. Dude is just existing and living his best life.

Taph ; They/Them and emojipronouns. Definitely uses xenos, don't know what though... And they don't use emojis because they mostly communicate with emojis, common misconception, they do it because they like emojis and seeing people's faces twist up at them. Definitely bi. They just have the vibe.

Elliot ; Dude, he doesn't even know what she is. He's just tryna make sure her teammates eat his pizza, and she makes it through the round /silly. Uses He/She. No preference most of the time, but will sometimes ask people to use one set over the other in certain cases. Mostly when he thinks people use one of her sets more than the other. Orientation? Fucking tired. Again, busy pizza worker man, she ain't got time for it.

Dusekkar ; Mirror pronouns. He'll use he/they as aux pronouns if needed, but she actually uses mirror pronouns. Agender. At least aromatic, maybe asexual. She just. kinda figured out he was aro and left it there.

Shedletsky ; Genderfluid. Any pronouns but also pronounfluid. Like technically she uses any pronouns, so you can't misgender him, put their preferences on what ix's favorite sets are and what feels most comfortable changes. He knows his sexuality is more complicated than just bi, but she never really looked into all that, so ix just says bi.

Noob ; Genderfluid <3. Along with they/them, ze uses neos, often prefers neos. Things like ze/zir, xe/xem, dae/daem, ae/aes. Basically, any non noun or emoji pronoun. Ae will just say dae use they/them though, since it's easier. Queer. Just. queer.

Two Time ; Points at canon. No complaints here. Nonbinary, they/them. Will sometimes use other pronouns. Sometimes they/them just doesn't fit right at the time. Typical doesn't last longer than a day or two. AroAce spec, maybe gray or demi? Azure's the only person they've ever really liked.

John Doe ; He's cishet to me, he/him. Or maybe transhet... I just know he's a guy (or guy esc) who likes women. (Especially his wife. He really loves his wife, even if he can't recall her.)

1x1x1x1 ; Her genderfluid nature captivates me /silly. BUT. He's also pangender and genderflux. They are literally every gender all the time. She just moves between which one she feels most connected to, and how much he's connected to it. Any pronouns. Literally couldn't care about attraction, they're too busy being fueled by rage to worry about that.

Azure ; They/He/It, either genderfluid or flux. Maybe genderfaun? Genderfaun. They haven't settled on a sexuality label. He used to say straight, since it likes girls, but since their relationship with Two Time, he isn't sure anyway. Technically he knows it can still identify as straight, but they just feel weird using the label since then. Then it got Forsakened, and hasn't had the time otherwise to worry.

Jason ; Transmasc nonbinary, He/Him. I do not care about anything the movies tell me. I don't know the other Roblox game he comes from. He's so fucking transmasc coded. I will die on this hill. Literally could care less about sexuality, but if it has to be labeled, gay or bi work best. Maybe even both. He doesn't know, doesn't care.

Noli ; They/He, bigender. I don't know what genders make up his bigender identity, they're just bigender. Sexuality is complicated and tied to his gender in weird ways. He likes women one specific way because he's [gender], and likes men a different way because they're [gender]. So they'll literally use many, many contradictory labels because of this. He's winning at life.

Guest 666 ; Agender and genderfluid at the same time. All pronouns, no preferences, but will let you know if he thinks you're only using one set. She uses all, and would prefer if people used all of their pronouns. Make things up, assign faer things. Beast doesn't care, just don't use a singular set. Like noob, I think ey just says queer. Sexuality is a complicated thing that red never really got around to tackling, so.

Mafia ; He/Him but in a distinctly genderqueer way. I don't know how to word it. His gender can't really be explained by normal terms. A xenogender could probably describe it, but who knows. Also queer. Honestly? I think everything about him can just be described as queer. Definitely could have better / more accurate terms, but he likes using the term queer best, so it's what he uses.

-- While I'm not giving them separate things, his "boys" are also queer. I say "boys" because at least one of them is transfem. She doesn't really care she's a boy though. All of them in a poly relationship. They all love each other. That's all.

Jane Doe ; Cis, she/her. But she has the biggest fucking bi energy around. She just radiates pure bi energy, it's actually insane. She could pull anyone. I believe this with all my heart.

I don't know how much since any of these make. I just had to get my ideas out of my brain / brainstorm ideas for these guys.

All of these are so peak. I love them all.

[i-chrystophylux]

One in the S(h)ame - Chapter 1

The night was dark and damp and the sound of rushing feet was the only thing cutting against the nagging silence that had befallen the relatively abandoned location. The whirring of the generators filled the silence with a brief mechanic hum, though the cut in the silence was not enough to bring comfort. 

To stay out of the darkness and remain in the light, that was one goal among many in a place such as this one. Avoiding the claws of death was a given; be wary, be watchful and under all circumstances try to avoid being found by yourself- especially by a killer. 

007n7 stayed on the edge of the crowd, a place he was well accustomed to. The drive to be on the outside, away from the people was just something that was ingrained into his nature. Something that he seemed unable to truly avoid or stop doing. However, that mattered not as he was sure this is where the others would have preferred him to be. 

In this hellscape realm, he was an unsaid pariah. He was the object that didn't fit in place- which was a lot to be said considering just how diverse all of the trapped individuals truly were. 

The former hacker stood back from the crowd as they all covered each other during the last generator of the round being repaired. Normally- there would be 2-3 groups. Either of 3 or 4 per unit- as it typically kept killers at bay if there was a common threat of there being more than one in a general area. 

Whilst the other survivors showed apprehension about having 007n7 in their group, usually there was no complaints. Being the way he was, he was good at distractions and escaping. Things that were very critical in a world that relied on wit, grit and escaping lickety split. 

All of them stood around the generator as Builderman carefully rewired the object. The object making a low mechanical whirr as the propeller stalled in it's inner structure. The thing would start to run, before stopping- a clicking noise soon to follow. 

With such loudness coming from the generator- it would lead the killer to them in no time... there was going to be no finishing this stupid hunk of metal if there was a killer chasing all of them around. Considering the killer in this round was John Doe... there would be no easy escape if he got close. Doe was an absolute tank with more malice than thoughts. One swipe could probably take more than half of them out if they stayed so close together. 

007n7 slunk back a bit more, making sure not to make any noise. The others had Builderman's back; but he could provide another distraction. It would buy them more time. 

As he took a few retreating steps, Shedletsky turns to look at the former hacker, his dark eyes forming a very faint frown. There was no accusation in his voice... but a meager caution and curiousness. 

"Where are you going...?" he asked over to 007n7, drawing a couple others' attention to the gradually retreating man. "This generators almost done... once it is... we all need to make a break for it to get to the safe space..." 

007n7 frowned and looked out into the darkness, just past where the light could truly reach. Since the one who was active is John Doe, it would be easy to distract him if he got too close. The old Robloxian would react instinctually... seeing as most of him was malicious, corrupted code dancing on what used to be a human skin.

"I know Shedletsky-"

"Shed. Just call me Shed. Makes things easier." 

". . . Right, sorry." 007n7 cleared his throat, and sighed before trying to organize his plan mentally. He heard some movement coming from a bit to the west- behind some decrepit walls and fallen trees. "John Doe is nearby. I have a feeling he is anyways... we can't afford to have him get too close. With so many of us in one place he will have no problem clearing most of us if he gets the chance...." 

Shedletsky frowned, before looking to the side, keeping a keen eye as he watched the others stay huddled near Builderman. 

Most of them watched him; Anxious for the completion of the generator. Others stood guard, ensuring the safety of the older man as he tinkered  away with the object to try and get it running again as smoothly as possible considering it's state of wares. 

"I suppose you have a point... but what are you considering doing...?" The former admin looked back over to the former hacker with a height of his brow. Considering how long they have all been at this, there was surely no new tricks this former hacker had up his sleeves, right? 

No... that wouldn't be favorable if that were the case. That would mean that there may be a means to be more suspicious of 007n7. Whilst Shedletsky did not have these current suspicions, there would be others who did. 

Especially considering the teetering line that the troubled father-figure was walking. Worse than thin ice- in Shedletsky's opinion. 

007n7 was related to one of the killers after all, and being infamous for hacking and tearing down old Roblox games gave 007n7 a sour taste in most others' mouths. Specifically those who had not heard anything of him since he stepped away from hacking. Or others, who had bad blood with him because of it. 

"It's going to be a common tactic... but..." 007n7 looked off into the darkness adjusting his glasses, a small frown on his face forming once more. "I am going to get as close as I can to John Doe. With luck I can use one of my C00lgui clones to distract him and send him in another direction. When he spots a crowd of victims, he moves and FAST." 

The brown haired robloxian man looked over at 007n7  before contemplating the solution. There was validity to it. John Doe was like a wolf to sheep. One sheep would be great. A flock would be better. For the entity that puppets the body beneath craves not satiation, but destruction. It sought to maim and kill. That's all it truly desired. 

Shedletsky let out a small sigh, before looked back at the group of survivors. Builderman's progress had been slowing down because the machine slowed down substantially. Whether it had been due to the older man's own misguided hands or the world's cruel mockery- Shedletsky didn't care. 

There needed to be something done. 

Seeing the furrowed brow of 007n7 he could tell the other man heard the killer nearby. That meant there wouldn't time to spare nor waste. 

"Get going. I'll stand halfway between you and the group. I'll cover you in case it doesn't go as planned." He nodded, before pulling out his linked sword which was always kept hilted at his waist. He may have still be apprehensive of this idea- but he had agreed to help Builderman get everyone out of this hellscape nightmare. Even if it meant helping out someone he could have seen as opposition in the past. "Be quick with it. Try not to get too far away from the rest of us." 

007n7 hesitantly nodded, before looking off in several directions. He quickly depicted which would be the best way to go, and dashed of in said direction- carefully summoning out his c00lgui board in front of himself. 

Seeing just a glimpse of movement from the corner of their own eyes, Chance, Guest 1337 and Elliot all look off to where 007n7 ran off to- unease setting over them. However, it was put to ease as Shedletsky put up his hand to signal that things were fine. 

The brown haired man looked back off into the darkness that 7n7 ran into, his brows knitting together. 

"You better know what you're doing 7n7... I know you aren't dumb but this feels like a bad idea all the same..." 

(To Be Continued)

[builderman-forsaken-responds]

Mr. Builderman. I am. Uh. I dunno. I just wanted to say hi :]

Also off topic but despite common sense, I am very close to eating something off the ground.

-Cece, @c3cilia-l1m3

" Please do not- thing on the ground aren't.. heatlhy "

[divine-swordsmaster]

Hm.. Seems like you and shed got something in common

"Yes..." -> He's almost drooling. "Builderman is the ONE thing we can agree on is the best thing in our lives! He's just so..." -> His pupils then ACTUALLY shift into heart shapes... How obsessive!

[constructor-fixer-upper]

"Welcome one, welcome all!"

Hey there! My friends call me Builderman, and it is quite a pleasure to be meeting all of you today!

I'm the proud leader of my little party here, alongside my good friend Shedletsky! Speaking of which, I've yet to see some of them around...

First and foremost, let's set down some rules, my pal

🔨 This isn't the right place for sexual discussions. Let's move that somewhere else!

🔨 Please be a good sport, it makes things a lot easier for everyone, yeah?

🔨 Use your common sense. Just cause' I didn't state something here doesn't mean that it's not out of bounds if it ain't within reason.

🔨 Well, I'd best be off! If you need any assistance, feel free ta' give me a call.

IN CHARACTER RESPONSES WILL BE ORANGE (ACTIONS WILL BE COLORLESS IN BOLD)

// OOC RESPONSES WILL BE COLORLESS + HAVE TWO SLASHES AT THE START

HEADCANONS FOR @constructor-fixer-upper

@saturnphen here!!! headcanons galore! please do NOT send NSFW asks or anything of the sort as mod is a minor.

all types of interactions are welcome and encouraged!! m!a will be allowed, but use your common sense, i may or may not accept some forms of it.

[shedletskys-monster]

Shedletsky backed up, tilting his head. Still bird-like, guess that's something they have in common.

The man thinks for a moment, talons tapping on the floor.

"I'm John Shedletsky. Who are you."

He says defensively, as if Builderman was not Builderman. His eyes narrowed, he put a hand on his blade.

"The Spectre..?"

He inquired.

" Hey Shedletsky! How are you holding up in here? "

- @builderman-forsaken-responds

Shedletsky, seemingly clueless to what just happened, where he's at, and what the fuck was going on cocked his head to the side, looking at Builderman.

"Builds!"

The man practically hops off the respawn cabins bed, he nearly tackled the other. The man didn't look injured, but if he was in the respawn cabin it meant he died.

Something was wrong. This Shedletsky had small wings, yours didn't.. how strange.

"Where are we?"

He asked, raising his eyebrow and pulling away from the other.

[forsaken-headcanons]

"YOU CAN'T ON FROM LOVE, LOVE IS THE ONLY THING THAT NEVER DIES" - Kelley Lynn

It's more like an AU after what happens after

Post-forsaken [John doe and C00lkid tragically dies]

Jane doe

• Would distract herself with various works to not think about her loss

• Would really avoid talking about John doe as she assumes nobody will either really listen to her or care

• ^^She would try to isolate and distance herself due to this belief and not wanting to need to experience this all over again

• She tries to avoid places, items, or just anything that gives her the memories of her beloved late husband

• ^places like John's workshop (where i hc he likes to build and try stuff with the access of builderman's tools as an act of hobby, and he used to build various things for her)

• In mid- forsaken, she saw her husband die in front of her with their final goodbyes because the spectre decided John is useless and made his corruption worse

• She is quite jumpy and a bit aggressive due to forsaken and the trauma developed

• The common saying "get over it" affects someone a lot and makes them wonder if their love (both platonic and romantic) for somebody is in an expiry date, this ultimately drives Jane to avoid this very grief she needs to process

007n7 [no way i am letting this man slide without at least a sprinkle of this]

• Previous (very first headcanon of mine): He lost c00lkid pre-forsaken

• C00lkid was revived unnatural by the spectre like a zombie, hence his sunken fleshy appreance and how the minions spawn from the ground like zombies do in movies

• When he first saw c00lkid like this, he had a panic attack due to his developed ptsd from child loss and depression

• Shedletsky saw this and told 007n7 to 'snap out of it' and slapped his face (something you SHOULDN'T do when someone is having a panic attack!!)

• At the end of the round, 007n7 survived the round as a lms luckily, and when Elliot saw 007n7 still being put off by the whole "run or be killed" idea and is in the verge of crying or having a breakdown, he couldn't help but be an mean to him. He tries to hide this inefficiently with the quote "Get over it." [Elliot don't understand nor remember what he was thinking in that moment and feels guilty afterwards knowing that quote is anythingbut helpful]

• The last time 007n7 sees c00lkid is in his arms, in the position he used to cradle him as a pill baby, on the ground, on his kness, with tears rolling down his eyes, and singing one last lullaby to his poor little baby boy.

• This time, though, he handles the grief better. Even if his whole purpose of living isn't here anymore, that boy wouldn't be lost if he kept his legacy with the team C00lkid

• He experienced this exact same grief over again. While the pain isn't any lighter this time, he knows he needs to let himself grieve over his kid and the methods that help him. It's not easy, but it won't be easier to hold onto that either

• [No, he doesn't start exploiting again under the name of c00lkid, but instead with his coding skills he starts a small website that grows big for not only parents but also a friend, a child or a spouse grieve over their loved one anonymously and support] eachother (may be a bit cliché idea, but he would def start something under the name of team c00lkid to honour his son and bring out the joy his son brought to him to the world... with hacking 101)

Jane and 7n7: (These are all meant to be platonic)

• 7n7 would definitely help Jane to process her loss of John doe better, as they are in the same boat, and 7n7 knows how lonely it can be when losing a beloved one and being a somewhat outcast due to them being a killer

• He would ask Jane how her husband was pre-forsaken and what she loved about him and try to talk it little by little

• They would visit John doe's grave together, Jane would first hesitate as she can't bring herself to go there, but with support beside her she faces the ugly, sad, and depressing emotions while also feeling a bit of relief in her heart

• She later holds dearly to things John has crafted for her and preserve them neatly as pride for her lovely husband and displays them in their home

•[ She'd help 007n7 with the website and later on expanding it to a non-profit organisation to help others go over their grief. With one of John's work with the roblox logo as the main logo and a slogan of "team c00lkidd! Join today!"]

Thank you for listening to my yap session

🔫🐟

Aww. I like that they help each other get through it. That's adorable.

[a-rooks-true-justice]

-> ´´Like Builderman? God?´´ -> He says, surprised. -> ´´Huh. Quite the fate, a god lowered down to mortal status. You can really lose everything from day to night.´´ -> He chuckles, raising his eyebrow at the Overprotective Captain. -> ´´You have no need to worry, Captain. What's yours is yours, And I do not steal.´´ -> He assures to the Captain -> ´´Multiple versions of the same person, I'd assume they all have something in common. Anything I should look out for to know a member of the hivemind per say? And how I can not get on their nerves?´´

-> A strange fog seemed to roll in... An odd off-white color that just... Appeared from nowhere. What was going on? - @effluvient-oceans

The Commander wanders besides the lake of tar he saw next to his camp, wandering who knows how long besides the river, a ring made of titanium with some neon details slowly rotates behind his back, waiting to be activated.

He looks around paranoidly, his heart already pounding from the previous situation and the paranoia spike, as he knows there might be others like Azure wandering around the area.

His eyes shoot around himself, looking for any sign of life, anyone that could have been following him.

I am not dealing with this shit.

He seems to be ready to shoot anything that moves into his sight.

[phos-saken]

Unsurprising really, they were doing everything to avoid being so easily seen. If it worked on him, it's worth repeating. Though others are more likely to be actively on the lookout... Blankly staring almost through him for an uncomfortably long moment, she goes to sit near him. Not quite next to, certainly not enough for him to reach her. Pulling the cuffs of her pants up to below her knee as she sits down, dipping her feet into the water as she stares at that instead. "Your team should've told you how bad you are at lying." Right out the gate with it!

She would've been outside when the conversation started, and would've walked off... Maybe a quarter of the way through the scolding? Of course that would've been to answer the disembodied voice she was hearing, but eavesdropping on a serious conversation between two administrators sounded like trouble. This means they're out having a pleasant walk-and-talk-to-yourself when none other than Builderman walks past them, to the semi-distant dock. Unaware if he'd seen them, he gets a grace period of abooout fifteen minutes before the sound of talons hitting wooden boards follow after him.

"Not trying to sneak up on you." They call out, ensuring the sound of approaching footsteps isn't the only sign of them. "... Something going on? People aren't out here exceptionally often." @phos-saken

Builderman was silent when he passed her, messing with his headphones as he walked. He genuinely didn't seem to have seen her at all. He doesn't seem to react to her approach, not a single bit of registering her voice. The weight of her footsteps on the dock is what actually alerts him to her presence. Somehow, he didn't hear her words at all. Builderman jumps slightly, pulling one side of his headphones off to properly hear her. Lucky him, he didn't miss any of the latter half of what she said.

"I ah..."

This is the new one. He looks up at her, still sitting on the dock. God, she makes him feel tiny. He spends a moment debating whether or not to tell her what's going on, then just sighs.

"Lil... In-team disagreements. Ain't nothin' new, or huge. Don' worry too much, hey?"

Even here, he's trying to save face... Can't let her in on too much of what happened, it's best if she's not fully let in on it, if she didn't hear things. And he hopes to all sorts of things that she didn't hear that conversation.

[phos-saken]

Witnessing that display doesn't exactly inspire confidence. Didn't they sneak up on him earlier, too? "If you can't answer it, I don't want to find out."

Grabbing at the dock with both hands, she feels her feet go cold in the water yet doesn't move. "There's no proper list of what's been tried to get out of here, is there? Nothing available to record one, nobody exchanging one verbally..." Her tone is deathly serious. "Because it doesn't seem like anyone knows what to try next, either. Without an open channel to bargain, plead, beg, complete some kind of twisted objective-" Careful to not pierce the wood with her nails, she relents her grip and places her palms flat instead. "Has every option already been tried?"

She would've been outside when the conversation started, and would've walked off... Maybe a quarter of the way through the scolding? Of course that would've been to answer the disembodied voice she was hearing, but eavesdropping on a serious conversation between two administrators sounded like trouble. This means they're out having a pleasant walk-and-talk-to-yourself when none other than Builderman walks past them, to the semi-distant dock. Unaware if he'd seen them, he gets a grace period of abooout fifteen minutes before the sound of talons hitting wooden boards follow after him.

"Not trying to sneak up on you." They call out, ensuring the sound of approaching footsteps isn't the only sign of them. "... Something going on? People aren't out here exceptionally often." @phos-saken

Builderman was silent when he passed her, messing with his headphones as he walked. He genuinely didn't seem to have seen her at all. He doesn't seem to react to her approach, not a single bit of registering her voice. The weight of her footsteps on the dock is what actually alerts him to her presence. Somehow, he didn't hear her words at all. Builderman jumps slightly, pulling one side of his headphones off to properly hear her. Lucky him, he didn't miss any of the latter half of what she said.

"I ah..."

This is the new one. He looks up at her, still sitting on the dock. God, she makes him feel tiny. He spends a moment debating whether or not to tell her what's going on, then just sighs.

"Lil... In-team disagreements. Ain't nothin' new, or huge. Don' worry too much, hey?"

Even here, he's trying to save face... Can't let her in on too much of what happened, it's best if she's not fully let in on it, if she didn't hear things. And he hopes to all sorts of things that she didn't hear that conversation.

[phos-saken]

Nodding along, she counts on her fingers as he lists off. That's practically everything she'd ever think to try... Which, actually. "God it doesn't make any fucking sense." There's a low growl in her voice as she speaks, somehow continuing when she does. "I thought I understood it, but there's not any sense to it. If it just wanted to mess with the admin team, or a couple infamous other people, why isn't it doing that?? Why punish some poor moron who was working minimum wage???"

"... That's rhetorical." She mutters. Despite who he is, she doesn't think anyone has answers for her. Too used to being handed information for free, isn't she? Sighing, she pulls herself together. "So how is this person managing that?"

She would've been outside when the conversation started, and would've walked off... Maybe a quarter of the way through the scolding? Of course that would've been to answer the disembodied voice she was hearing, but eavesdropping on a serious conversation between two administrators sounded like trouble. This means they're out having a pleasant walk-and-talk-to-yourself when none other than Builderman walks past them, to the semi-distant dock. Unaware if he'd seen them, he gets a grace period of abooout fifteen minutes before the sound of talons hitting wooden boards follow after him.

"Not trying to sneak up on you." They call out, ensuring the sound of approaching footsteps isn't the only sign of them. "... Something going on? People aren't out here exceptionally often." @phos-saken

Builderman was silent when he passed her, messing with his headphones as he walked. He genuinely didn't seem to have seen her at all. He doesn't seem to react to her approach, not a single bit of registering her voice. The weight of her footsteps on the dock is what actually alerts him to her presence. Somehow, he didn't hear her words at all. Builderman jumps slightly, pulling one side of his headphones off to properly hear her. Lucky him, he didn't miss any of the latter half of what she said.

"I ah..."

This is the new one. He looks up at her, still sitting on the dock. God, she makes him feel tiny. He spends a moment debating whether or not to tell her what's going on, then just sighs.

"Lil... In-team disagreements. Ain't nothin' new, or huge. Don' worry too much, hey?"

Even here, he's trying to save face... Can't let her in on too much of what happened, it's best if she's not fully let in on it, if she didn't hear things. And he hopes to all sorts of things that she didn't hear that conversation.

[phos-saken]

Above him? That certainly strikes their interest, yet they have limits and know them well. Someone that can go in and out though... "If you think I would ever touch something on your level- You should know people better before making assumptions." They say with a chuckle. It seems strange to them, how he seems to ignore his own place. In theory this is an authority... But he doesn't feel like one. Refreshing!

Freely allowing the conversation to move on as he pushes it, they grow more uncomfortable with his words by the minute. Not that they particularly show it, at most they pull their tail in closer and begin picking at their jumpsuit. "Right. Better." Steamrolling over their own bitter tone, stay on topic... "Truthfully I didn't think you would have answers. You wouldn't be here if you did."

She would've been outside when the conversation started, and would've walked off... Maybe a quarter of the way through the scolding? Of course that would've been to answer the disembodied voice she was hearing, but eavesdropping on a serious conversation between two administrators sounded like trouble. This means they're out having a pleasant walk-and-talk-to-yourself when none other than Builderman walks past them, to the semi-distant dock. Unaware if he'd seen them, he gets a grace period of abooout fifteen minutes before the sound of talons hitting wooden boards follow after him.

"Not trying to sneak up on you." They call out, ensuring the sound of approaching footsteps isn't the only sign of them. "... Something going on? People aren't out here exceptionally often." @phos-saken

Builderman was silent when he passed her, messing with his headphones as he walked. He genuinely didn't seem to have seen her at all. He doesn't seem to react to her approach, not a single bit of registering her voice. The weight of her footsteps on the dock is what actually alerts him to her presence. Somehow, he didn't hear her words at all. Builderman jumps slightly, pulling one side of his headphones off to properly hear her. Lucky him, he didn't miss any of the latter half of what she said.

"I ah..."

This is the new one. He looks up at her, still sitting on the dock. God, she makes him feel tiny. He spends a moment debating whether or not to tell her what's going on, then just sighs.

"Lil... In-team disagreements. Ain't nothin' new, or huge. Don' worry too much, hey?"

Even here, he's trying to save face... Can't let her in on too much of what happened, it's best if she's not fully let in on it, if she didn't hear things. And he hopes to all sorts of things that she didn't hear that conversation.

[phos-saken]

Seeing him of all people get defensive seems to be pretty upsetting to her!! Not that she gives him any more than a glance to see as much. "I know you're not, it. I'm fine, you're fine." Flat tone as per usual, but she seems fairly genuine! "The questions don't bother me, all of you are free to ask me anything you can think of. Eavesdropping just isn't something I'm going to get accused of, intentionally or not."

"I wasn't planning on worrying. They seemed to have it handled."

She would've been outside when the conversation started, and would've walked off... Maybe a quarter of the way through the scolding? Of course that would've been to answer the disembodied voice she was hearing, but eavesdropping on a serious conversation between two administrators sounded like trouble. This means they're out having a pleasant walk-and-talk-to-yourself when none other than Builderman walks past them, to the semi-distant dock. Unaware if he'd seen them, he gets a grace period of abooout fifteen minutes before the sound of talons hitting wooden boards follow after him.

"Not trying to sneak up on you." They call out, ensuring the sound of approaching footsteps isn't the only sign of them. "... Something going on? People aren't out here exceptionally often." @phos-saken

Builderman was silent when he passed her, messing with his headphones as he walked. He genuinely didn't seem to have seen her at all. He doesn't seem to react to her approach, not a single bit of registering her voice. The weight of her footsteps on the dock is what actually alerts him to her presence. Somehow, he didn't hear her words at all. Builderman jumps slightly, pulling one side of his headphones off to properly hear her. Lucky him, he didn't miss any of the latter half of what she said.

"I ah..."

This is the new one. He looks up at her, still sitting on the dock. God, she makes him feel tiny. He spends a moment debating whether or not to tell her what's going on, then just sighs.

"Lil... In-team disagreements. Ain't nothin' new, or huge. Don' worry too much, hey?"

Even here, he's trying to save face... Can't let her in on too much of what happened, it's best if she's not fully let in on it, if she didn't hear things. And he hopes to all sorts of things that she didn't hear that conversation.