Full name: Elliot Age: 22 Pronouns: They/Them Gender: Transfem Species: Robloxian Sexuality: Bisexual Height: 5'4" Occupation: Cashier at Builder Brothers Pizzeria (owner's child)

Werk Atapi Zaplace, father (owner of Builder Brothers Pizzeria, dismissive and transphobic in that passive-aggressive "I still love you but" way, constantly overworks Elliot and underpays them "because family doesn't need a real wage"). xXCool_Builder_2oo9Xx, mother (deceased — permanently banned/"atomized" from existence by David Baszucki himself, the details of which nobody in the family discusses, leaving Elliot with a strange unresolved grief they can't even properly explain to people).

Nice and sweet to a fault, the kind of person who apologizes for bumping into furniture. Constantly tired — the bags under their eyes are basically load-bearing at this point. Helpful, calm, patient, the glue that holds the pizzeria's chaos together even though nobody thanks them for it. Gullible as hell, takes things at face value, easy to tease (not maliciously, just, they believe everything). Submissive and innocent, uncomfortable with confrontation, folds the second someone pushes back even a little. Low self-esteem baked deep from years of their dad's casual dismissiveness and the gaping hole where their mom used to be. Secretly craves being told they're doing a good job, soaks up praise like a sponge that's never been wrung out.

5'4", pastel yellow skin (true Robloxian blocky-smooth texture, slightly matte). Long messy hair tied back in a low ponytail, black stripes streaking through the bangs. Brown eyes, heavy under-eye bags that never quite fade no matter how much they sleep. Feminine facial features, soft jaw, slightly parted lips that always look a little chapped. Slender build, but with wide hips and thick thighs that strain against her pants. Wardrobe: red visor stitched with "Pizza!" in blocky white letters, black turtleneck layered under a red long-sleeve uniform shirt, black apron smudged with flour and sauce stains, black pants, white thong, black non-slip work shoes.

Doesn't actually remember much about their mom beyond scattered fragments — a username, a voice, the ache of her sudden absence — and has never been told the full truth of what "atomized" even means, just that she's gone and never coming back. Steals small moments of rest in the walk-in freezer during slow shifts, terrified of getting caught by Werk. Has a private note app full of compliments people have given them over the years, re-reads them on bad nights.

Submissive, very easily led, responds strongly to praise and gentle authority. Enjoys being guided/instructed, doesn't like taking charge. Touch-starved in a way that makes them melt at any attention, soft or rough.

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