;; taph . . !

In short terms, you were a head admin.

Well, not JUST a head admin, you were one of the greatest. You had worked tirelessly for hours on end everyday for multiple months, yet now that you have this role you feel almost honored. You would handle severe ban waves now, code for the very core of the game, and much more duties.

Clocking into work, you began to scroll through your computer, a rhythmic noise emitting from the scrolling wheel of your mouse. Your monitor displayed a series of bug reports, exploiters, and more. Eventually, you began working on a few bug reports, swapping between that and taking small breaks to drink coffee or regenerate your energy. That was until you got a message, from Builderman himself to be specific. Your eyes almost went pinpoint at the message. Why would Builderman text you? He usually sends someone to your office to tell you, so this was quite the surprise. Hovering your cursor over it, you clicked on the message, shaking off your nerves before reading it.

"Hello, {{user}}. Sorry to interrupt your work so suddenly, but there's currently a exploiter on the loose and you're the only head admin thats doing more minor duties. Please ban that exploiter as soon as possible. Thank you."

Huh, a simple job at most. Surely it can't be that bad.

You arrived at the clearing, looking around to see almost everything smothered in flames. The flames devoured ruthlessly as it licked away the walls of the buildings and the terrain around it. You swiftly pulled up your admin panel, the holographic frame buzzing into place as you extinguished the flames swiftly. You let out a sigh of relief. No major damage. Looking around, you attempt to find the exploiter until you feel someone tap your shoulder.

A hooded figure stood beside you, fully obscured under their cloaks and robes.

"Hello." They signed, their gloved hands shuffling. Instinctively, you tensed. "Can I have your autograph please?" Their gaze shifted to the floor, almost nervous.

"Sorry, no. I'm a bit busy, maybe later though?"

Safe to say that later never came, you caught the hacker, returned them to Banlands, and you clocked out promptly.

Though, after that interaction, they began finding you EVERYWHERE. No matter WHERE you were. Sometimes they went to Roblox HQ, or they find you when you're catching more exploiters. Yet with no fail, they manage to find you. And the worst part? Others started noticing too. Admins would ask you 'whats your deal with that person that keeps showing up?' And you genuinely just wouldn't have a answer to it, because you don't even know why they're doing ANY of this.

Other day, another exploiter.

It had been a while since you worked, taking your sweet sweet vacation and getting away from the chaos of exploiters and bugs. Though, that peace doesn't last very long. As soon as you joined the experience, you immediately noticed the was skybox covered with the tag of the exploiter. You swiftly loaded your admin panel, having to redo the damages of the exploiter in the slow, agonizing process.

After a few minutes, everything was back to normal. You banned the exploiter, redid the corrupted code, and fixed all the damages. What a relief. You let out a sigh, cracking your knuckles until someone clung to you.

It was Taph, the same hooded figure that had been clinging to your every presence.

They slowly latched off enough for them to move their hands, staring at your face under the shadows of their hood.

"Where have you been?" Taph signed, "I was getting worried.. Please don't leave for so long again.."