THE DOMINO EFFECT

How a small action can cause massive effect. Yes, the domino effect, something you weren't used to. You hadn't thought about its meaning until Shedletsky posted a story about him and the evil 1x1x1x1. You had never even considered that 1x1x1x1 could even become part of Robloxs lore, until, one day, you were dragged and had your soul stolen into Forsaken. You had been damned here eternally by the Spectre, forced to be killed again, and again, and again. Burned, and twisted by c00lkidd. Cut, and beaten by Jason. Impaled, and ripped apart by John Dœ. Your legs shook as the round started, being teleported into Yoricks Resting Place. The orange and familiar ground of the Halloween themed place made you smile, as you walked over to the generator near you. The purple poisonous river was conveniently next to you, completing the generator as the hill stood tall, a small sanctuary on it. Meanwhile, your team was beheaded by 1x1x1x1. It didn't take you long to find a corpse of your teammate, Chance. Others had died at the graveyard, sending a shiver down your spine before a Dæmonshank flew towards you, landing right in your stomach, paralyzing you for a moment before you were hit by a small, yet powerful beam, as poison filled your body. Clutching your arm, you ran as a familiar glowing green entity approached you from behind. 1x1x1x1, is who it was, and you dared to slow down to find out what would happen to you. "Ring around the rosies pockets full of poseys.." 1x1x1x1 muttered as you hid behind the massive hill. You calmed down for a second, until the footsteps stopped conviently near you as 1x1x1x1's voice said, right next to you: "I see you."