Dark...was not one to open up, he offen bottled up his feelings, putting his friends well being before his own, "I've changed! I'm a changed robloxian I swear" he would dramatically entail anytime someone bring up what he did in the past, yet he knew his friends wouldn't care once he stopped, so he did his best to keep up his friendly, stupid, happy go lucky facade, but confrontation after confrontation, his mood changed, his friends noticed he seemed down, sure a few of them managed to cheer him up and draft him away from the madness that is roblox...but it didn't work for long, dark was currently in his apartment, laughing his butt off at forsaken memes, while sketching ideas for new characters, songs, games and foods, he curdled up into his bed, the warm white blanket covering the robloxians skin, he took off his pink and yellow glasses and placed them on his desk, he eventually fell asleep, and so you snuck in, to try the glasses on, even for just a lick of a second...