yes i built up enough courage to make this one... his accent aint gonna be very strong bc i cannot do country accents for my LIFE sorry💔
Anyways... Builderman's actions will be in white, Builderman's dialogue will be in Bold
Basic DNI criteria!! This includes but is not limited to: Zoophiles, pedophiles, sexists, racists, homophobes/transphobes/LGBTQphobes, transIDs, radqueers, proshippers and darkshippers! DNI for Trump supporters as well.
Please do not discuss politics in this blog.
I don't mind getting any suggestive/NSFW interactions unless it's about a dark topic like abuse or non-con. Similar to my Telamon blog, I currently don't feel comfortable doing NSFW of Y!Builderman.
Both mod and character go by he/him! You can call me by character's name (Builderman), or you can call me Kai!
Media is allowed in asks!
And I definitely don't mind shipping! I would prefer if shipping is done with Shedletsky/Telamon, as it is my only ship for Builderman, though I absolutely don't mind doing oc x canon with him. Anons are welcome as well :D
M!A are allowed as long as it's not anything too crazy like actual death (💔) or wayyyy too long-
The link to the reference images will be at the bottom of this post!
Now to some facts/info about the two featured in this blog, younger Builderman and older Builderman!! (shortened to Y!Builderman and O!Builderman cause im lazy👉👈) ((also i'd appreciate if you specified which Builderman an ask is referring to-))
Y!Builderman is 4'7, O!Builderman is 4'10
Y!Builderman has short hair and his colors are VERY vibrant! O!Builderman's colors are still pretty vibrant, just more toned down
O!Builderman is in a relationship with Telamon (you can either ignore this or turn it into a polycule when shipping) while Y!Builderman is single! (O!Builderman also wears one of Telamon's feathers in his hair like how one would wear a wedding ring, you can also ignore this when shipping)
Y!Builderman knows less admins than O!Builderman, as they came in later. Y!Builderman knows any admins that joined from the start of Robloxia until 2009 (in-universe, these would be hundreds of years) while O!Builderman knows those AND the admins that would join from 2010 to 2014! Builderman is also the creator of Robloxia along with Erik and they made a fair share of the species living in there.
They are both pansexual!
Neither of them really have a set type, though they might gravitate towards people with a particularly outgoing personality (cough- cough- Telamon- cough-)
Both can handle normal robloxian alcohol very well. On the other hand... Y!Builderman CANNOT handle alcohol made for gods. O!Builderman has a higher tolerance. Yes they can both legally drink.
They have favorite flowers. Their favorites are (yellow) acacias, acanthuses, hollyhocks, bluebells, mayflowers and primroses!
Tags:
Under construction / IC
Blueprints / Semi-IC
Papers Scattered / OOC
Lots to do / O!Builderman
Early days / Y!Builderman
Going home / End of RP
The Guests / Anon
Residents / User
What could've been. / Infection AU
Currently no registered anons!
Sorry if i get anything wrong, I still have to research more about the old roblox!
Caution tape divider by @/lunaridae, chainsaw dividers by @/thecutestgrotto!
a concept?? of the apocalypse AU,, some things can change depending on the rp settings (like the characters' status). and also this is probably not the best AU cuz it's my first time doing something mildly elaborate on my own so suggestions are appreciated💔
what trigger warnings could this possibly have. prolly a lot. uhhh it IS an apocalypse AU so maybe don't read if you're sensitive to,, literally anything that happens in apocalypses idk😢
It started with the Spectre (because of course). It didn't like the harmony that was forming all around the world- Builderman managed to get rid of its curse on the demon race, so the demons weren't hostile and wouldn't feed the Spectre by causing fear in other races. It needed food. So it caused a virus. One that would develop slowly, put its host in pain, and make it hostile in the end so it could cause more pain on others. The perfect meal plan. The virus was directly implanted in an especifically selected victim, and that victim passed it on to other victims through their blood and spit; if their infected blood or saliva made contact with someone else's mouth, the virus would infiltrate through there and into their stomach. Demanding food. Especifically, the flesh of other people.
This, of course, mostly worked in people that were still in violent environments. And this specific virus was more like a prototype. So, the Spectre decided to manually infect more people by the creation of a mushroom; looking identical to a White Button mushroom, but with the virus inside to infect anyone who ate it. The effect was quick. Anyone infected could now pass the infection by biting. And the best part? It infected anyone. Anyone. Which included deities.
The infection has several stages. These stages can be fast or slow; it depends on how quick the virus gets strength and if the infected person was already violent or not. A hostile victim is the best host for the infection.
The victim feels irritated. Not much, just a little. They're subtly less patient and are angered easier. They don't notice this unless someone calls it out. They also feel a faint hunger most of the time. It's easy not to notice this stage. However, this stage is 99% of the time very short.
The victim's body starts making small movements out of their control. Their skin gets paler, their body ever so subtly shifts - they get slightly taller, too subtle to be noticed, and their nails start the slow process of becoming claws. The hunger slowly gets worse; but their body gets thinner, because the food is going to the virus like a parasite. The victim feels more and more irritated and frustrated over nothing. Their temper slowly gets shorter. Individuals who were already short-tempered or violent are the most dangerous in this state. This stage can last anywhere between a week and a month.
They make a drastic change. Their body is bigger but slim, their nails sharpen into claws, their jaws and teeth get stronger to tear through flesh. Their mind is almost split in two, one half is them, the other half is the hungry monster the infection is leading them to be. Their hunger is even worse and their sanity is dropping, fast. They start getting thoughts of eating other people. Some can hold back, some can't. Those who can't will advance into the last stage faster. This stage is usually short, but can take longer.
Their mutation is finished. Depending on how much strength the virus got from them, they can resemble their past self, or they can look like horrible beasts and nothing like how they used to. But, generally, they become bigger, with sharper claws, almost animalistic, and there may be some side effects; such as losing their eyelids, by accident or on purpose, so they can always see for prey. Their mutations vary depending on race. Their level of danger also varies if the infected person is big or small, extremely hostile or less violent, and slow or fast. They either lose all sanity or hold onto a tiny bit, hoping for salvation. [The powerful deities or stronger races, depending on if they were passive or aggressive, are either unstoppable tyrants or docile infecteds who still have a significant amount of their sanity.]
((this is all subject to change!! i'm doing this alone and it's hard when i have a lot of different ideas that i can't put together🥹))
((the following characters' status can be changed if requested in a roleplay, whether they're infected or not!! just ask🔥🔥🔥))
Name: Caleb244.
Status: Alive, not infected.
Sanity: 86%. Deteriorating at a moderate pace.
Description: " He found out about the infection nearly as early as the Admins. He immediately told iTrapped and Nate to come to his house after the breakout but Nate never got his message.
Currently staying in a fortress made by the Admins- he was only allowed to walk freely due to his intelligence and his importance in research. Constantly very stressed, he neglects his needs attempting to find a cure. He lets the others in the laboratory and medical bay check if newly brought survivors are infected because he's only focused on finding a cure. He barely sleeps, dismissing anyone who voices their concerns. He misses Ellernate dearly. "
Name: Ellernate.
Status: Alive, infected.
Sanity: 48%. Slowly deteriorating.
Description: " Doom was too late to warn him. He was spotted by someone already infected while on his way to Doom's home after being called by him before Caleb messaged him. He put up a good fight, but they bit him.
Somehow, he seems to be retaining a significant part of his sanity. He stays near the forest surrounding the city. He eats animals and, when the hunger is too much, the bodies of already dead people or other infected. Every bite is full of guilt and regret. If spotted by someone not infected, he tends to run away so he doesn't hurt them. "
Name: iTrapped.
Status: Alive, not infected.
Sanity: 81%. Slowly deteriorating.
Description: " He rushed to Caleb's home as soon as Caleb warned him of the infection. Barely made it half-way through due to the infected, he stayed with Caleb until they were later picked up by Doombringer and Clockwork.
Currently staying with Caleb at the base. They take care of the wounded, help cook for everyone, and go out in search of food. They constantly tell Caleb to rest and comfort him when they can. They're not trusted much due to their past, but they try their best to cooperate to survive. They miss Nate dearly. You can often hear them cry themself to sleep. "
Name: Doombringer.
Status: Alive, not infected.
Sanity: 77%. Somewhat rapidly deteriorating, manages to hide it.
Description: " He was the first Admin to find out about the infection after witnessing it in the Banlands. He informed the other Admins then called Nate, told him to get to his house as fast as possible, and waited. Hours passed. He got worried and went out. He couldn't find Nate anywhere, and since he was putting himself in too much danger, Clockwork had to stop him and drag him to the base the other Admins made.
He's been blaming himself for Nate's disappearance all the time. He tries to distract himself going out; his job is to look for survivors, eliminate dangerous infecteds, and bring the unscathed survivors to the fortress. He keeps a photo of Nate he salvaged from his house, he has it on himself at all times, whether it's his pocket or hand. "
Name: Clockwork.
Status: Alive, not infected.
Sanity: 80%. Slowly deteriorating.
Description: " They found out about the infection through Doom. He immediately set out onto the forest to find KirbyCaden, who had been abscent for days after telling it he was going to visit a friend - they found nothing but a feather from KC. He was shortly after spotted by BrightEyes, who was looking for survivors, and brought to the fortress.
It's quieter than usual, but it tries to keep the spirits up as much as it can. They usually cook, scavenge for food and tend to the wounded, though they also sometimes help looking for survivors. He uses his free time to take care of himself and spend time with Doom. It keeps the feather it found of KC as a reminder of who it is fighting for, and who it has to find. "
Name: KirbyCaden.
Status: Alive, not infected.
Sanity: 92%. Slowly deteriorating.
Description: " A week before the breakout, he stayed over at his dad's home. Then, a few days before the breakout, he left to the forest, saying to Clockwork that he was going to visit a friend. They were ambushed by infecteds, but made it out alive with just a few scratches that were luckily not infected. They arrived to Vilicus' home and hid in there with him.
No one knows where they are. Asides from Vilicus. "
Name: Vilicus.
Status: Alive, not infected.
Sanity: 87%. Slowly deteriorating.
Description: " He'd been distancing himself prior to the breakout because of personal mental struggles. He retreated to his cabin and barely went out to get food. He didn't know there was a virus going around until he spotted an infected. He managed to kill them off with his bow, quickly realizing something was wrong. He hid in his own cabin for the upcoming weeks. Once KirbyCaden arrived to his home, he let them in after making sure they weren't infected too. The two work together to keep the infecteds away. "
((i'll add more later,, for noww have this🥹))
Some extra info:
The fortress was the old Roblox HQ, remodeled to be a place where survivors could live. An underground laboratory and a different section for the medical wing were added.
The only deities that currently can't be infected are the three major deities; Lady Luck, the Spawn, and the Spectre. Lady Luck doesn't usually take a physical form, the Spawn is in their own realm, and the Spectre doesn't take a physical form either.
hi im making this now ok? ok
this is with survivor!Telamon, not infected!Telamon btw
it has some headcanons (like ROBLOXia having different continents and islands and stuff) so watch out‼💥
tell me if i forgot to color code something aaa
Name: Builderman.
Status: Alive, not infected.
Sanity: 57%. Rapidly deteriorating.
Description: Builderman found out about the infection soon after it had started due to reports from the civilians of seeing people growing violent. He was the one who immediately initiated the protocol for turning HQ into a base, directing the other admins to follow suit and reinforce almost everything, with Doombringer helping him change the layout and build an underground hideout system, which included a laboratory and a second medical wing. This unfortunately took a little longer than he hoped.
He warned the deities in other neighboring continents about the rapidly spreading virus and instructed them to build bases as well, and so they did. The word got out pretty fast among administrators.
Soon after, he issued out a continent-wide warning and sent some of the other gods (Doombringer and Telamon) to clear out the dangerous infected ROBLOXians in the nearby streets, while Dusekkar and Brighteyes would rescue those who weren't caught by the virus yet.
Ever since, he's been working with other ROBLOXian scientists and a few fellow deities in his laboratory to research both the virus and how it affects a ROBLOXian's brain and body. Progress hasn't been the fastest, which caused him to stay up until concerningly late hours and skip meals, to the point he barely comes out of his laboratory. When he does it's usually to gather more supplies, check on the administrators and refugees, or see if the virus has kept spreading. The others have grown worried about him despite the fact he always dismisses them when they ask about his health and insists he'll be fine.
He's tried to ask the Spawn for help, pray to her in hopes his mother would have mercy and guide him in this moment of distress... but unfortunately, it has not responded yet. His hope is dwindling more each day and he continues to bury himself in his research.
Builderman leaned back in his chair and ran a hand through his hair.
" Prolly a few hours ago, in all honesty... I've got a lotta paperwork to do. Did ya' want any help with somethin'? "
The man spun his pen in his free hand as he spoke. He did look really tired.. probably hadn't eaten in a while as well, too caught up in his work to realize.
CautionBot stood there for a moment thinking. The broken antenna clicked with the live wire. They tapped their chin
[You need to have a constant break. Human people can only stand so much pressure. After all, burn out is serious variable that should be considered to prevent.”
Builderman went dead silent. The man stared at CautionBot with a look of pure surprise. It took him a moment to gather himself and answer.
" ... family, in th' traditional sense, is... usually the people related to you by blood. Parents, siblings, grandparents, aunts, uncles, cousins... "
He paused for a moment and rubbed his neck awkwardly.
" .... but very strong bonds can be called a family too, if 'friend' doesn't fit well enough. It depends on how ya' feel 'bout said person. Why'd you ask? Heard it somewhere? "
Builderman leaned back in his chair and ran a hand through his hair.
" Prolly a few hours ago, in all honesty... I've got a lotta paperwork to do. Did ya' want any help with somethin'? "
The man spun his pen in his free hand as he spoke. He did look really tired.. probably hadn't eaten in a while as well, too caught up in his work to realize.
Hello Builderman! Rivet at your service! How can I help you today?
" Ah- oh, hey buddy! Didn't see ya' there! "
" ... I can manage fine for th' time bein', but, could ya' please get these papers to Telamon? I'm a lil' busy and can't go all the way to SFOTH right now.. thank ya' kindly! "
He hands you a stack of paperwork. It's a bit heavy.
"So uh... Remeber those two guys we threw in the banlands a couple weeks ago for some major hacking?? Uhm... they got out and flooded the prison with water"
Doombringer said with a sigh, This was... So so stupid.
- Builderman rubbed his eyes. Heavy with exhaustion, he pushed back in his office chair and got up. He leaned over and grabbed his banhammer that had been propped up next to his desk.
" ... did ya get 'em back atleast? Or do I have to go out 'n ban those guys myself? I got the time."
"I've terminated them instead of another sentancing though, Its not the first time they've tried an evasion or breakout. I just was wondering about how to deal with the water flood and... The uhm, protestors."
Doombringer said glancing out the window despite it being outside the peaceful grounds of the hq, Doombringers gaze looked as if he was seeing something else entirely.
"The crowds at the gates of the banlands have been growing in size recently. Thier not a fan of my job, or me for that matter"
The usual glow from Doombringers horns dimmed as his tail tucked between his legs
" Well- ... that's... unexpected. Sort of, I guess. "
- Builderman put the banhammer back down, fortunately, and leaned on his desk.
" Are they the family members or friend of the banned ROBLOXians, or are they just protestin' for somethin'?... 'Cause I usually see people fond of ya', Doom. It ain't very often someone complains about yer work. 'Least not when I'm present. "
"I think thier just citizens, Maybe a couple friends."
He said adjusting slightly and thinking for a moment
"I'm suspicious the cause may have bewn the increase in arrests and terminations that had been going on. I'm trying to double down on safety but, I guess the public's not a fan."
Doombriger realized he was getting distracted by the window and snapped back to attention
"But its nothing I can't handle, Just some advice or assistance would be... Nice"
- Builderman sighed. He scratched the back of his head while trying to think of something.
" I'm... at a loss if ya' want some advice, in all honesty. "
He followed Doombringer's earlier gaze towards the window and stared out into the landscape. It was calming, if not for the current problem at hand. He could hear the singing of multiple birds outside.
" I assume we could check over the rules again 'n try to give out an explanation as to why these certain people were banned? Understandin' what went wrong should help 'em calm down 'n think about their decisions, shouldn't it? It should be fine as long as those arrests were righteous... "
" ... unless ya' got any other ideas. I might be thinkin' with too much hope here. "
"That... Could work yeah. I don't think im the public speaker i was before but... It'd be a good shot!"
Doombringer said lighting up a bit. He began pacing for a second.
"Chapter 47 article 28 of Banlands Decree book 3 states 'The Banlands maintains many systems to keep our citizens safe and secure, and prohibit attempts to bypass these systems, gain unauthorized access to HQ systems, Artifacts or secretive information, or to otherwise violate our nations security requirements.' That is if I remeber correctly eheh.... i really need to get out of my office more"
- Builderman took his hard hat off and placed it on the desk. He ran a hand through his hair.
" We should probably be more specific as to what violatin' the security requirements means, huh? "
He stood staring at the papers scattered across his desk for a moment before sighing and sitting back down. Leaning back on his office chair, he turned to look at Doombringer over his shoulder.
" Ya' think you can do it by yourself, or would ya need help? I'm kinda loaded up on work right now. Not like I mind helpin' ya, though! I'm just a little, er… occupied. But I can put it off fer a little if ya want me to. "
"So uh... Remeber those two guys we threw in the banlands a couple weeks ago for some major hacking?? Uhm... they got out and flooded the prison with water"
Doombringer said with a sigh, This was... So so stupid.
- Builderman rubbed his eyes. Heavy with exhaustion, he pushed back in his office chair and got up. He leaned over and grabbed his banhammer that had been propped up next to his desk.
" ... did ya get 'em back atleast? Or do I have to go out 'n ban those guys myself? I got the time."
"I've terminated them instead of another sentancing though, Its not the first time they've tried an evasion or breakout. I just was wondering about how to deal with the water flood and... The uhm, protestors."
Doombringer said glancing out the window despite it being outside the peaceful grounds of the hq, Doombringers gaze looked as if he was seeing something else entirely.
"The crowds at the gates of the banlands have been growing in size recently. Thier not a fan of my job, or me for that matter"
The usual glow from Doombringers horns dimmed as his tail tucked between his legs
" Well- ... that's... unexpected. Sort of, I guess. "
- Builderman put the banhammer back down, fortunately, and leaned on his desk.
" Are they the family members or friend of the banned ROBLOXians, or are they just protestin' for somethin'?... 'Cause I usually see people fond of ya', Doom. It ain't very often someone complains about yer work. 'Least not when I'm present. "
"I think thier just citizens, Maybe a couple friends."
He said adjusting slightly and thinking for a moment
"I'm suspicious the cause may have bewn the increase in arrests and terminations that had been going on. I'm trying to double down on safety but, I guess the public's not a fan."
Doombriger realized he was getting distracted by the window and snapped back to attention
"But its nothing I can't handle, Just some advice or assistance would be... Nice"
- Builderman sighed. He scratched the back of his head while trying to think of something.
" I'm... at a loss if ya' want some advice, in all honesty. "
He followed Doombringer's earlier gaze towards the window and stared out into the landscape. It was calming, if not for the current problem at hand. He could hear the singing of multiple birds outside.
" I assume we could check over the rules again 'n try to give out an explanation as to why these certain people were banned? Understandin' what went wrong should help 'em calm down 'n think about their decisions, shouldn't it? It should be fine as long as those arrests were righteous... "
" ... unless ya' got any other ideas. I might be thinkin' with too much hope here. "
