I'm either extremely a goddamn idiot, or the bravest woman alive. I stand now in front of a tall apartment building, a small duffel bag in hand filled with a few of my belongings.
The unknown person made it sound like I was going to stay for a while, but I didn't really look too much into it. Come to think of it, I don't even think I was given a reason as to why I'm here in the first place. Guess he forgot to say a few lines.
The lobby was dead silent. All I had was a floor number, and a door number. My ride up the elevator was quite eerie as well. No music, just the sound of the gears doing their thing to lift me to the top.
When I finally made it to the door, I noticed that this door, unlike all the others, had a padlock on the knob.
However lives here sure is paranoid huh.
I wasn't told about a padlock however, so I turn back to my phone to text the unknown person again.
Y/N: aye, how do I get in man
Unknown: you've made it? That's great!
Do you see a padlock on the door?
Y/N: ye
Unknown: click to view link
There's the combo
Punching in the four digits, I was met with a clicking sound, and the door started to slowly open on its own.
I took a few steps inside, taking in my surroundings. It's not a very large apartment, not very homey either. It's more like an office honestly, with little to no personalization.
Y/N: why am I here again?
I received no response. Rude. I took a few more steps inside the apartment, and suddenly a loud beep erupted from my phone's speakers, nearly scaring the shitaki mushrooms out of me. I had eaten them for dinner. In other words, I almost shit my pants.
I glanced at my phone again, and noticed ongoing dialogue filling my screen.
Yoosung: blah, blah, blah, my game, I'm bad in school, wahhhhhhhhh
707: lolol
Jaehee: stfu Yoosung, it's the same shit everyday with you, I'm tired
Jumin Han: guys, my cat
Zen: please suck my di—-
Y/N: who are you
Yoosung: woah, who are you
Jaehee: who are you, suspicious person
Jumin Han: holy crap, someone get V in the chat QUICK
707: I mean I could just kick this person out
Jumin Han: stfu you Merida lookin, red headed headass, we need V.
Yoosung: V can jump off a cliff for all I care. Just like Rika...
Zen: yooo what the frick Yoosung, too far
Yoosung: stfu you desperate ass, thirsty ass touch starved, albino, insecure douche
Y/N: I feel like I should contact my parents about the language in this server
Zen: are you a women though, like can I see boobie please
Yoosung: my point proven.
Jaehee: enough of this, this is a stranger in our extremely confidential messenger, and they could be a threat. We need to take action.
Jumin Han: That's ridiculous Assistant Kang. I on the other hand think that this stranger on our extremely confidential messenger could be a threat, and we need to take action.
Jaehee: sigh, you're right as always Mr. Han... Do we know where V is?
707: let me call him, he's my papa. Hold on.
707 left the chat room
707 joined the chat room
707: he should be here soon
V joined the chat room
V: I'm here
Yoosung: whatever, we don't need you. we all know your hair color is as fake as your girlfriend's titties man, oh wait I'm supposed to like Rika... uh, continue.
V: um, well idk I think this person should stay. Something tells me Rika would want this.
Jaehee: they seem dangerous to me though
V: why
Jaehee: because
V: well okay that's not really my problem, I won't be in this chat for the rest of the game. Bye.
V has left the chat room
Yoosung: what a little weasel.
Zen: he's taller than you though
Yoosung: shut up you calico critter looking—
707: guys guys, please, we're all friends here. Now. Why don't you introduce yourself Y/N since you're now a part of our team.
Y/N: I'm Y/N
Jaehee: See, I told you guys. They're not to be trusted.
Y/N: stfu you fine woman, and get your fine ass over to my place.
Jaehee: no thank you, I'm straight.
Jumin Han: lol okay
Jaehee: what is that supposed to mean??
Zen: Y/N, kiss me.
Y/N: maybe later, once I'm done with your aunt, gottem.
Zen: fair enough.
707: Okay, now that that's over with, lets start with our intoductions. I'll go first.
hi I'm hacker
Y/N: ok
Jumin Han: hi I'm business
Y/N: ok
Jaehee: coffee
Y/N: ok
Zen: acting
Y/N: ok
Yoosung: I've never had a girlfriend
Y/N: I'll make sure that doesn't change any time soon.
I was having so much fun on the group chat, that I almost completely forgot that I was brought here by that unknown person. I also don't even know what this group chat is for, so I guess I should ask.
Y/N: what is this group chat for
707: I could tell you, but I'd have to kill you
Y/N: fair enough.
All this talking has got me pooped. I'm gonna hit the hay.
707: k GN.
Jaehee: night.
Jumin Han: rest well.
Yoosung: sweet dreams.
Zen: wet dreams.
All in all, it was a pretty okay day. I try to leave the apartment that I'm in, but the door is locked from the outside.
Fair enough.
I shrug, and collapse onto whoever lives here's mattress. Then, I'm taken into the land of dreams.
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Mystic Markiplier
FanfictionMy rendition of the Mystic Messenger plot, if the characters were smoking pot. It's good I promise. Also, no, this story has nothing to do with Markiplier, I just thought the title was kind of funny.