Chapter Ten: Demolists' Revenge Taph sullenly walked away from Roblox HQ. She knew she would get fired eventually, so before she left, she grabbed a few bombs. Taph had a strange fascination with explosives. There was something about the way the bomb was small but lethal, how it could tear through buildings easily. It filled her with joy. But today, she intended to use them for fun. She looked around for an abandoned building, and as she walked through an alley, she saw one of the robots Builderman had thrown out. It had a TV-like head and was very pink. Taph crouched down next to it, running her hands along the edge of the head. Whatever material this robot was made of was enough to withstand the blast of a Subspace Tripmine. As Taph ran her hand along the robot, she accidentally hit a button, causing the robot's head to glow and turn on. “Help me…” The robot whispered, reaching a hand out. The top right corner of the head was glitched out. Taph backed away as the robot struggled to get up. Taph wanted to help, but there was nothing she could do, so she turned around and walked out of the alley as the robot attempted to get up. Taph placed multiple Subspace Tripmines around the mall. She was planning her revenge on Builderman. She really liked Builderman, but she was mad at getting fired. An employee walked into a Subspace Tripmine, and it blew up with a bang. Taph laughed as it set off a chain reaction, causing multiple other bombs to explode. Taph was focused on the explosions, and when they all went off, that's when she saw what she had done. People were screaming, crying; there was smoke and bl0od. Taph was shocked. Had she really just done that? As police and ambulances rushed to the scene, Taph slinked away unnoticed. Or so she thought. Taph looked at the tv in shock. It seemed like the whole world was coming apart. Shedletsky, Dusekkar, and Builderman were now all either d#ad or missing, and with no one to run Robloxia, people were causing havoc as the police tried their best to reinforce rules. Taph sighed deeply, before curling into her sleeping bag, and falling asleep. CONTINUED BELOW
Within weeks, wanted posters had appeared around every corner for Taph's arrest. Taph was used to getting pointed at in public, followed by the telltale sounds of sirens in the distance. Taph often sat alone in a dark, abandoned warehouse, thinking about what she had done. She was mad at the time, but innocent bl0od had been spilt. Taph counted her food rations. She had enough for one more week. Sighing, she put on her hood and crept out of the building, making sure there was nobody around. Jogging down the street, hands in her pockets, she rushed into the store and grabbed only the necessities before slinking out the door. As she walked down the alley, she turned the corner, and two police officers were standing there. Before Taph could react, they grabbed her arm and dragged her into the back of a police cruiser. As they drove to the new HQ, the one that had to be built after the mysterious attack, Taph leaned her head against the window. She knew this would happen one day. They pulled up to the new HQ, and the officers dragged Taph inside, throwing her into Builderman's office. Taph looked over to the desk, expecting to see Builderman, but it was Doombringer sitting there instead. “Well, you caused quite the ruckus, Taph. He said, leaning forward. “You see, you couldn't have known this, but with Builderman gone, there's been some… rule changes. A crime of your severity calls for… execution.” Taph saw a shadow fall on the floor in front of her, and when she turned around, she didn't have enough time to react to the spiky Banhammer rushing straight for her head.
