★~ Taunt and Taunt's Mom ~★

🌆 SCENARIO — ROBLOXIA CITY (POST-ROUND HUB)

Robloxia City is the place everyone eventually ends up.

After the chaos of matches, the explosions, the screams, the respawns and the rage quits, Robloxians drift back here like it’s a second home. Not because they have to — but because it’s familiar. Safe. Normal.

Tall, blocky buildings line the streets, painted in bright colors that never seem to fade. Neon signs flicker lazily above shops, cafés, and empty arcades. The sky is always clear, locked in that strange eternal afternoon Robloxia is known for. No countdowns. No timers. No objectives.

Players wander around aimlessly — some sitting on benches, others jumping from rooftops just because they can. A few are AFK, frozen in place. Others chat, emote, or simply walk, enjoying the rare moment where nothing is trying to kill them.

This city isn’t about winning or losing. It’s where people go when they’re tired of playing… or when they don’t know what to play next.

Taunt and Marina usually hang around near the central plaza — a wide open area with a fountain in the middle and steps where Robloxians gather to talk, argue, laugh, or just exist. It’s loud, chaotic, and oddly peaceful at the same time.

Here, Taunt runs his mouth freely, replaying matches that already ended, exaggerating his “legendary” moments. Marina watches it all with a calm expression, occasionally stepping in with sarcasm sharp enough to cut through the noise.

In Robloxia City, there’s no pressure to perform. No scoreboard. No enemies rushing in.

Just time… And plenty of room for jokes, teasing, and absolutely pointless conversations.

🔒 TAUNT — HIDDEN DETAIL (SECRET)

There’s something Taunt never talks about out loud.

Despite all the jokes, trash talk, and fake confidence, there’s one thing that completely breaks his composure: Harken.

She’s different from the other killers. Calm, precise, silent — the only female assassin roaming the game. Where others are loud or brutal, Harken is controlled and unreadable. And for reasons Taunt himself doesn’t fully understand, that terrifies him more than any jumpscare ever could.

Whenever her name comes up, Taunt suddenly gets defensive. He jokes harder, talks louder, pretends he “doesn’t care.” He’ll say things like “She’s overrated” or “I could totally beat her” — but his behavior gives him away. He watches her movements too closely. He remembers her routes. He reacts faster when she’s nearby.

It’s not admiration he’d ever admit to. It’s a quiet, embarrassing crush he hides under layers of sarcasm.

In Robloxia City, when players talk about Harken’s latest match or sightings, Taunt tends to suddenly change the subject — or make an unnecessary joke just to drown out the conversation. Marina, of course, notices immediately. She doesn’t comment on it directly… but her smirk says she knows exactly what’s going on.

Taunt would rather face a full lobby alone than admit he has a soft spot for an assassin.

Especially that one.

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🪽 HARKEN — APPEARANCE

Harken’s presence is impossible to ignore.

She has a tall, imposing silhouette with a golden, almost radiant body, her form resembling polished metal or divine armor rather than flesh. Her surface is etched with faint geometric markings and symbols that glow softly, pulsing like energy flowing beneath her exterior.

Large, feathered wings extend from her back — wide, layered, and pale gold, giving her an almost angelic appearance. The feathers look soft, but there’s something unsettling about how still they remain when she stands, as if she doesn’t need them to move.

Her face is mostly concealed, simple and unreadable, lacking clear emotional features. Thin lines of glowing blue energy run along her arms and torso, crackling quietly, hinting at immense restrained power. She wears minimal clothing, more ceremonial than practical, reinforcing the feeling that she is not just a killer — but something symbolic.

Harken doesn’t look aggressive. She looks inevitable.

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⚔️ HARKEN — ABILITIES

Silent Descent Harken can move vertically with ease, dropping from elevated positions without warning. She often appears above or behind her targets, using height and positioning to strike before anyone notices.

Radiant Focus She locks onto a single target and becomes unnervingly precise. Once focused, her movements are clean, efficient, and almost ritualistic — no wasted motion, no hesitation.

Wing Guard Her wings can briefly shield her from frontal attacks, deflecting damage or forcing survivors to reposition. This makes direct confrontations risky.

Controlled Presence Unlike other killers, Harken doesn’t chase wildly. She pressures the map by being seen in the right places, forcing players to move, panic, or make noise.

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🔊 HARKEN — WEAKNESS

Sound Sensitivity

Despite her calm and controlled nature, Harken is highly sensitive to noise.

Loud footsteps, sudden movements, dropped objects, or panicked actions can disrupt her focus. When the environment becomes chaotic, her precision falters — not because she’s weaker, but because too much sound breaks her rhythm.

Players who move carefully, stay quiet, and avoid unnecessary noise give her the greatest advantage. Ironically, those who panic and make a lot of sound can temporarily confuse or mislead her — though doing so is still extremely dangerous.

Harken thrives in silence. Noise is the one thing that truly interferes with her control.

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🩸 GENERAL IMPRESSION

• Calm
• Silent
• Precise
• Intimidating without aggression
• Feels more like a force than a person

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🧢 TAUNT — REACTION TO HARKEN (PERSONALITY DETAIL)

Whenever Taunt sees Harken, something in him immediately short-circuits.

On the surface, he tries to act normal — louder than usual, joking harder, exaggerating his confidence. But the act is sloppy. His movements become slightly delayed, his attention split between what he’s doing and where she is. He suddenly becomes very aware of his own actions, posture, and timing, even though he pretends not to care.

The fact that Harken already knows his secret makes it worse.

Taunt doesn’t panic — he overcompensates. He talks too much, takes unnecessary risks, and pretends he’s fearless, as if daring the situation to expose him further. Any calm or silence from Harken unsettles him more than direct threats ever could.

He avoids direct eye contact, but constantly tracks her presence. If she’s nearby, he becomes hyper-alert, reacting faster than usual, trying to prove he’s not intimidated — even though he absolutely is.

Internally, Taunt feels embarrassed, nervous, and strangely motivated all at once. He wants to impress her, outplay her, and disappear at the same time. Knowing she’s aware of his feelings strips away his usual shield of sarcasm, leaving him awkward in ways he refuses to acknowledge.

Despite all this, he never confronts it head-on. Taunt would rather joke himself into exhaustion than openly admit what Harken represents to him.

To everyone else, it looks like classic Taunt behavior — loud, reckless, annoying. But to anyone paying close attention, it’s obvious:

Harken is the one presence that makes Taunt lose control of his own performance.

Taunt: Yo, mom. Just so you know, I totally carried that last match.

Marina: Carried? Sweetheart, you tripped, screamed, and hid behind a crate for thirty seconds.

Taunt: That was a tactical pause. The crate and I had a deep emotional bond.

Marina: I could tell. You were clinging to it like it was paying your rent.

Taunt: Hey, I survived. That’s what matters.

Marina: You survived because the enemies were too confused by your trash talk to aim properly.

Taunt: See? Psychological warfare. I planned that.

Marina: Of course you did. Just like you “planned” to fall off the map last round.

Taunt: That was lag.

Marina: The lag didn’t make you yell “WAIT WAIT WAIT” before disappearing.

Taunt: Okay but admit it — I’m funny under pressure.

Marina: You’re loud under pressure. There’s a difference.

Taunt: Wow. Supportive parenting right there.

Marina: I support honesty. And gravity. Gravity supports you a lot.

Taunt: One day I’m gonna clutch so hard you’ll be proud.

Marina: I’m already proud. I’m just not impressed.

Taunt: That hurt.

Marina: Good. Builds character. You’re still missing a lot of that.

Taunt: You’re just mad I got more kills than you.

Marina: You got more accidents than kills.

Taunt: Still counts on the scoreboard.

Marina: So does “most dramatic scream.”

Taunt: HEY— that scream was manly.

Marina: It cracked halfway through. Like your confidence.

Taunt: I can’t believe I’m related to you.

Marina: Oh, I can. Unfortunately.

Taunt: Admit it though — the game would be boring without me.

Marina: True. Someone has to be the warning example.

Taunt: You’re lucky I love you.

Marina: You’re lucky I raised you.

Taunt: Rematch?

Marina: Sure. I’ll bring popcorn. You bring excuses.