Tumgik
#What would yjh be if he started off knowing hes a character and landing in a world where he is the only one whos NOT real/alive
sunnieschaos · 1 year
Text
Hsy and Yjh have been friends for years. Their friendship continued through college and initially started bc yjh wanted to develop a game. He found out that hsy knew some basics and could write good stories.
He ended up approaching her and they started making plans. Yjh made concept art for the story hsy had written and they worked on figuring out how they would actually develop their game.
Eventually they finish the game. By this time it has been years and the story and art are detailed, but something goes wrong. Hsy believes it was a corrupted file, but neither of them are sure what really happened.
What they did know, however, is that they ended up in their own game and now they needed to get out without dying at the hands of the queen. Bc of course their luck landed them in the final boss's castle.
They hide and run around to avoid the queen's guards. What they forgot was that the castle itself was alive in a sense. It deemed them to be outsiders, intruders and alerted the guards of their existence.
In a strike of bad luck, some guards spot them and they run. Somehow they end up losing each other and hsy ends up in a room. In that room she meets princess ysa.
Hsy remembers building her character, writing the little details about her and the art yjh made of her. She was beautiful and looked just as deadly as the lava she could wield as a weapon. It was even possible to see the glow of her veins.
She flinched when there's a knock on the door and before she can move, hsy is shoved behind a screen. She can hear the door open and footsteps move through the room.
However, before the footsteps, accompanied by the metal clanking sound of armour, can get close there's a sharp smell similar to that of pepper spray in the air. Hsy is glad she covered her face because the skin on the back of her hands is burning.
She can hear ysa speak and the guard leaves.
The next thing hsy feels are hands on her own which uncover her face to the sweet smile of the princess. She sees a notification screen pop up to the side.
[Yoo Sangah has joined your party]
Ysa gives hsy some crucial information without asking any questions.
Hsy is glad, but she realises the pressing urge to find yjh again. He needs to know these things. She is sure these are things they never wrote in detail, which means that there is something about this world they set up that they, as its creators, have no influence over.
Hsy needed to find yjh. He might be in danger.
When they split up to hide, he was the one that drew their attention so she could get to safety. Hsy knew he couldn't be dead, but that might just be empty hope. She prayed to whatever being would listen that he would be safely hidden.
Somehow the two companions end up meeting near the Queen's chambers. They're both shocked and relieved to see the other alive and well.
But they had no time to be happy, the queen was bathing. Hsy had checked that herself. The final boss had been surrounded by servants while she was in the bathtub behind the screen.
While looking for a way out the two had found more party members. They had originally all been under the tyranny of the queen, but they were willing to stand against her considering none of them agreed with the way the queen ruled her kingdom.
They didn't know how the queen found out, but she was chasing them. There was blood dripping from her face, her hair hung in wet strings around her face and over her shoulder as she chased them in her robe. Her huge figure couldn't keep up with their speed and agility and the party members were glad.
The queen tried to go after their party members because they couldn't get hsy and yjh, but somehow (luckily) kept failing.
Suddenly they used their skill. Hsy hated the fact they had come up with that skill the moment she realised it had been used on her. She now had to get off of the palace terrain within a certain timeframe or they would all be doomed. If she made it, they would all be saved. And hopefully she and yjh could go back home. They needed to fix the bugs in this game.
Considering her options in record time, hsy clambered through a window and ran down the stairs. She was glad she had remembered yjh's design for the castle. Right now it was saving all of their lives.
Hsy threw herself over a wall, the party members weren't far behind, they attempted to stall the queen. Hsy checked the timer and sped up, forcing her body towards the houses near the palace.
She was very glad for yjh's decision to give those houses a special defense mechanism to save them from the Queen's tirades.
Hsy fell against one of the houses and saw the party members do the same. Yjh tackled her to the ground and there were green vines that covered the area the moment the queen got a certain distance away. They were saved.
Hsy collapsed fully onto the ground, a relieved laugh as yjh was still holding onto her.
7 notes · View notes
lizhly-writes · 3 years
Text
there’s something wrong
roleswap x canon, I guess!  that is, both kdj and yjh think that they’re dealing with the protagonist of their favorite novel.  they’re both wrong!
“We have to make it a little further,” Yoo Joonghyuk says, just a little desperate.  The protagonist was supposed to have swept through this area already, so why were there so many demonic people left? It’s as if Kim Dokja hadn’t touched the horde at all.
Behind him, Kim Harin curses.  “Hey, what’s all this about?” she screams.  “Weren’t we supposed to have a fighting chance?  Aren’t the numbers here too much against three people?”
[Sorry,] the supervising dokkaebi says, not sounding particularly sorry.  [The difficulty of the scenario was raised since the group ahead of you proceeded before the scenario was ready.  It’s no fun if things are too easy, is it?]
“It’s also no fun if we’re wiped out in the first wave, right?” Han Younghwan grits out.  He’s already taken a hit; if this goes on for much longer, there’s no way he’ll make it far enough on that leg.
The dokkaebi pauses.  [True.  Then what about this?  I’ll be generous.  If you make it halfway to the bridge, I’ll adjust the scenario difficulty back down again.  How does that sound?]
“Are you fucking serious?  You call that gener—”
“Deal,” Yoo Joonghyuk says, loudly enough to drown out Kim Harin’s voice.  It’s no good arguing with a dokkaebi.  They’ve all seen the results on national television.
[Good!  I’ll leave you to it then!]
“Great!” says Kim Harin.  “Now we’ll only maybe die.”
“I’m sure you’ll do fine,” Han Younghwan says.  “Me, on the other hand—”
Yoo Joonghyuk doesn’t have a stigma or skill that can deal with this.  He’s got coins from dealing with that terrorist, but even if he spends everything he has, it might not be enough to get through.  They’re not actually doing badly right now — the start of the scenarios has still given everyone a boost — but they can’t keep this up forever.
Far ahead of them, there’s a figure struggling to deal with the oncoming hordes.  It’s a salaryman, average in all forms, panting as he throws himself out of the way of black-ether enhanced limbs.  There’s no way that isn’t Kim Dokja.  But if that’s Kim Dokja, what’s with this situation?  He should have been able to take care of this entire horde without a problem.
There’s something wrong.
“Shut up shut up shut up,” Kim Harin says viciously.  “We’re going to make it out alive if I have to kill every single one of these fuckers with my bare hands.  Look, there’s this skill I have, I don’t know what it does, but if I just look at the name, maybe—”
[Character, ‘Kim Harin’, has used stigma, ‘Bacchanalia Lv. 1’! ]
The onslaught of demonic people slows.  Their movements become clumsy and swaying.  Some of them collapse onto the ground, some walk in dizzied circles, and the ones still trying to attack — well, they’re easy enough to avoid now.
Kim Dokja wipes sweat off his brow and contemplates the three people in front of him.  Yoo Joonghyuk, he expected.  But the other two… no.  Yoo Joonghyuk was supposed to come alone.  Yoo Joonghyuk was supposed to be strong enough to come alone, but that clearly wasn’t the case here.  Even when Kim Dokja had been similarly occupied, he’d been able to see that even with these two other characters, they’d been having a hard time.  There was no way that this Yoo Joonghyuk could have slaughtered the entire horde, like Kim Dokja had expected.  If that woman, that ‘Kim Harin’, hadn’t used her stigma, it would be likely they wouldn’t have made it.
There’s something wrong.
“Harin-ssi,” the other unexpected character says, hurrying to Kim Harin’s side.  ‘Han Younghwan,’ apparently, according to the Character List.  “Harin-ssi, are you okay?”
“Thaaaat’s so much better than I thought would happen,” Kim Harin slurs, landing on her knees with a hard thud.  “Bacchanalia, you know, that’s — that’s a sex thing.  Thought we might end up with.  With a sex party.  A zombie sex party.  That would be gross.”
“You,” says Yoo Joonghyuk.
Kim Dokja turns his head just enough to see Yoo Joonghyuk staring at him, eyes narrowed.
Han Younghwan snaps to attention.  “Another survivor?” he says, just as guarded and suspicious.
“There’s no need to look at me with that much hostility,” Kim Dokja says mildly.  “I’m just thankful that your companion activated that skill, I wouldn’t have made it out either if she hadn’t, you know?”
Kim Harin flaps a hand absently in his direction. “Don’t mention it,” she says.  “Just don’t try to kill us or anything and it’ll be fiiiiiiine.”
“I don’t have a reason to do anything like that,” Kim Dokja says.  “Even if I did, I wouldn’t be able to do anything until I crossed this bridge.”
“What’s that supposed to mean,” Han Younghwan says.
“It’s a Deus Ex Machina called the Even Bridge, you can only cross it in even numbers.  I can’t cross it by myself, you know?  If you’re really suspicious, we can all cross at the same time.”
“Is that so,” says Yoo Joonghyuk.
This isn’t right.  Yoo Joonghyuk expected the Deus Ex Machina.  But in the novel, it wasn’t the ‘Even Bridge’ that Kim Dokja had let his companions cross without him, but the ‘Tragedy of Three Bridge’ — a bridge of light that only let people cross in groups of three.
There is something very wrong here.
135 notes · View notes