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Recently, life has been kicking Kim Dokjas ass. So what if he’s a likes a little bit of choking in bed? That does not mean the universe should full on throttle his neck.

Ah, speaking of necks. His manager, Han myeongoh, has been breathing down his for the last couple of days. He won’t stop prattling on and on about how Kim Dokja should stop flirting with Yoo Sangah (he’s not) and just do his work (which he is) or else he’s going to get fired (thank the lord if that ever happens).

In all reality though, Kim Dokja’s an underpaid office worker with a shoddy resume, so getting fired is out of the question, as is finding another job that’s able to keep rent payed.

Not that rents ever really being paid on time. I mean, every man’s got to have some enrichment time, am I right? Uh, no, not THAT enrichment time. Kim Dokja isn’t (entirely) a pevert, thank you very much. He has other stuff to spend his money on. Namingly, books.

Although that’s not what Kim Dokja’s getting ready to buy right now. No, Dokja is planning on buying something new… different. Something he has never bought before, and hopefully something that will be fun enough to distract him from his hellhole of a life.

It all starts with his computer. He opens up the application, an orange and black hue glowing on his face, and holy fuck you think he’s opening porn-hub, don’t you? I already told you Kim Dokja’s not that kind of pervert. Despite his messed up life, he would like to keep SOME decency.

No, what he bought was some new rpg he’s been seeing videos about online. The game doesn’t have a stark first impression, and the name is sort of immemorable, as if the creator had been to lazy to include it. If Kim Dokja were asked (by who? Not sure, he doesn’t really have friends) what it was called, he’d probably say it’s something related the this really niche web novel called “Omniscient readers viewpoint”. (Kim Dokja heavily recommends you read it; claims it to be “a novel so good a 16 year old teen girl would write fanfics about it” or something of the sorts; not to clear about that because the book sounded really boring).

Either way, as Kim Dokja was letting the game download onto his computer, his best friend, Han Sooyoung, called his phone.

“Hey there, twinkers!”

“Please do not ever call me that again.”

“Twinkerbell.”

“Han Sooyoung, stop.”

“…”

“Twinkie?”

“I can’t believe she’s mischaracterizing me this bad. If I was in ORV, I’d totally be the strongest, and the book would have me as the protagonist,” he mumbled under his breath.

“Well, whatever, You’ve got a snatched waist anyway.”

“What you call snatched the hospital would call malnourished.”

“I’d call it both, but sure, let’s go with that. Anyways, we’re not here to talk about unrealistic body standards.”

“What do you mean “we’re”? Literally why are you calling me? Also, “here” insinuates that we are both in the same physical spot, which we are not.”

“I’m going to give you a big ass physical spot called a bruise if you don’t stop getting smart with me.”

“Is this what you call getting smart? You graduated in what, the late 1990’s? Did your GPA start with the same number as your graduation date or what?”

“Fuck you, I’m the one who’s supplying you with me web novels.”

Suddenly, life was not sunshine and rainbows, but serious business that needed to be taken care of. Taken cared of, as a synonym of sweet-talking Han Sooyoung.

“Sooyoung… you know I was just teasing you, right? Just joshing you? Of course you are an incredibly intelligent, Beautiful, and funny woman.”

He could hear Han Sooyoung scoffing on the other side of the phone.

“If I had a dick, you would be slobbering on it so hard.”

“Yeah, so what? I want those web novels.”

She laughed, which kind of sounded what he imaged a crow and a horse hybrid would sound like. Not that one would exist, because that would be one pretty weird sex. And yep, he’s thinking about animal sex now, so his life has definitely hit a new low. Just when he thought he was at rock bottom, miraculously found a shovel and dug deeper.

Pretty sure in Minecraft terms, that would be bedrock. Also speaking in Minecraft terms, he wouldn’t be using a shovel. Those things really suck.

“Pspsps, Kim Dokja, hello? Are you there?”

Kim Dokja could hear Han Sooyoung jingling what sounded like car keys.

“Dude, I’m not a cat.”

“Yeah, but it got your attention, didn’t it?”
Ugh, he could practically hear her smirk from here.

“Fine, what were you saying?”

“Oh, I just gave said that if you were going to slobbering all over my dick, you should at least make sure you pick the hairs out of your teeth when you’re done.”

“Ew, what the fuck Sooyoung? Why are we still on this topic?”

“Eh, but we never left it? You were just too busy spacing out.” She gasped in fake shock. “Kim Dokja, were you imaging sucking my dick? I’m going to have to apologize and say that first of all, I’ve got a girlfriend, second of all, your not my type, and third of all- and think this one will truly be the deal-breaker for you- I don’t actually have a penis. I was just using figurative language.”

“Oh my god I’m hanging up.”

“WAIT NO.”
He sighed and waited for her to continue
“No, what, Sooyoung? I’m kind of in the middle of something right now.” Kim Dokja glanced at his computer screen, which showed that the game was finished downloading and he could start playing anytime.

“Oh, you know, I didn’t actually think you would stay. I just wanted to ask if you could be the beta reader for this new web novel that I’m planning on writing.”

“Is the grass green question? You know I love reading, and that specifically, I love your reading. It would be an honor to be your beta reader.”

“Great, I’ll forward it to you right now, so read it and give feedback as soon as it’s finished, okay?”

“Alright, bye Han Sooyoung.”

“Bye, cocksucker”

“I’m not-“ Kim Dokja sighed as he heard the sound of the phone being hung up. Whatever, she’s the lesbian anyway. Or was it American? You never know with her.

Now that the call was over, Kim Dokja could finally get back to his game.

Alright, it’s been long enough. If the author hadn’t thought of a name by now, it’s her fault. Oh, oops. She didn’t. Which is why the name is called the obsolete and flabbergasted sun-squid. Weird name, am I right?

“Sounds kind of like someone thought of it off of the top of their head after forgetting to think of names for it while writing the plot for the rest of their creation,” Kim Dokja muttered wisely to himself, but what he muttered was not true, because no author nor artist that valued their work would be so neglectful in their naming abilities. Especially not one writing a fanfic on a school night. Utterly distasteful and most certainly not true.

The first option was male or female. Yare, yare, how typical. Of fuck that was weird and embarrassing. Kim Dokja doesn’t even know Japanese. Sometimes Dokja forgets that he didn’t need to ironically do weird and cringey stuff when other people weren’t around for him to annoy.

Kim Dokja stared at the screen before deciding to click on the female. I mean, perverts are everywhere. You all initially thought Kim Dokja was one, didn’t you? Who’s to say there’s not some on the game Kim Dokja’s playing right now. Perverts he could exploit for money because he’s broke and sad and lonely and desperate and oh my god that’s a lot of pathetic adjectives with no commas in between.

He spent a good 15 minutes customizing his character, making them look as close to him as possible, while still maintaining their female identity. Finally, he finished his character, and had to put in a user.

“Hm, how about the Oldest Dream? That couldn’t possibly allude to anything in particular…”

And so, Kim Dokja joined the game as Diva-D-Cups, otherwise under the user of Oldest dream.

“Alright,” he cracked his knuckles in preparation as he muttered to himself, “let’s find me a sugar daddy.”

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Kim Dokja sighed as he finally finished the last quest to open the online market.

Inside the game, it was a typical RPG of “you’re a knight and you have to fight monsters to save the kingdom.” The kingdom, which of course, had a blocked off section that you couldn’t enter until you surpassed level 10 in story mode.

The games layout consisted of a main player hub, which was the kingdom (sans market). There was a free play option where you could walk around the kingdom to do quests, or you could venture out to continue the story line. After completing level 10, a new area was opened, that doubled as a second player hub for more experienced players and as a market that you could buy weapons and other usable items like stamina potions and food.

Kim Dokja had read online that at the back of the market, there were deals that included real-money transactions, different from the In-game currency that all the other market stalls required for trade.

To be honest, Kim Dokja had been grinding the game for days, and had been tempted on multiple occasions to buy some things himself. But no, that was not what he was here for. Kim Dokja was trying to score himself a rich wife who would pamper him and indulge in his WebNovel addiction.

Of course, he would settle for a man, too. Whatever kept the bills paid. He just hoped his future as a sugar baby didn’t consist of actually acting as a baby. He didn’t feel particularly inclined to wear diapers, and always thought of age play as… peculiar.

Peeling in a jar or giving up used clothes would also be a little weird, but they were tolerable compared to sucking on a binky all day.

“The people who spent money on this game don’t usually have a life,” Kim Dokja reasoned with himself. “I’m practically doing them a favor by talking to them, even if it is to satiate my inner gold-digging self. Anyway, what kind of weirdo gooned to pixels?”

Not him, of course (although you must void whatever he does while reading; he is a different man then, so it doesn’t count. Plus, the main character is HOT. Who can blame him?)

Kim Dokja wandered around the back of the market for a few minutes, trying to find an easy target. All of a sudden, a boy with white hair bumped into him, pushing him down.

“Hey, watch it,” the boy snarled

Okay, really? What is he, a dog? Why is he snarling at Dokja? The kids avatar had an eye patch on one eye, and multiple chains and spikes littered his character. From what he heard in voice chat, they couldn’t have been old enough to be in college.

Kim Dokja was greatful his mic wasn’t on, otherwise the guy would’ve heard him chortling as the ridiculousness of the man before him.

“Kim Namwoon, you shithead, quit being a jerk!” The boy- Kim Namwoom- ‘s head flew foreword as a girl with a sleek, black ponytail slapped him.

She turned towards Dokja before speaking again, “Sorry, auntie, he hasn’t learned his manners yet.”

He scoffed, talking out loud to himself
“Auntie? Jesus Christ, I’m a game character. How can I look old enough to be called auntie?”

Instead of telling the girl off, Kim Dokja, the ever-so-civilized-one, decided to type something else instead.

“You’re only calling me auntie ‘cause I’m more mature than that Chunibyo over there- although that isn’t much of a standard.”

The girl paused in her admission of domestic violence before turning towards Kim Dokja’s in game character, “Well, gee, Mrs. , I was just tryna be nice! And what do I get?” She muttered the last part, her character stubbornly kicking something to the side like a petulant child.

Feeling a little bad, Dokja resolved to apologize, only before noticing a tall and dark figure behind the two high-schoolers

“Well call me Rowley cause Zoo-wee-mama.” Kim Dokja gave a low wolf-whistle, looking the man up and down.
Well, maybe gooning to pixels wasn’t all that unfathomable?

All jokes aside, the character genuinely was cool-looking. Kim Dokja eyes some sort of sword near the left side of the man’s black coat -one that Kim Dokja belatedly realized was the same kind as his white one.

What do you say when you get five in a row again? Oh, right. Bingo.

“Ah, it’s no matter… who’s that friend of yours back there?” Kim Dokja typed in chat.

Kim Namwoon gasped as if he was scandalized. “You didn’t even apologize for bumping into me, and you’re already moving on to a someone else!?” The girl- whose name he still didn’t know- hit him on the back of his head again.

“Stop acting like this is a break-up. This woman is probably over 20 years your senior.

Well, it was true, but still. Ouch.

“And that friend of ours has a name, although we just call him master.”

Kim Dokja paused and cringed, before quickly typing in private chat to text the girl.

“Hey, you’re only in high school, right? I’m pretty sure that man is much older than you. I’m sure you’ve already had talks about online relationships, but I know they can sometimes be difficult and scary to get out of. I don’t mean to yuck your yum or anything, but I don’t think that your relationship is legal here in Korea. If you need help reaching out to someone, just text me. I can always call the cops if you’re too scared to do it yourself.”

“Lee Jihye? What are you staring at?” Lee Jihye- oh thank the lord he’s got a name- was spacing out, reading the somewhat lengthy message that Kim Dokja sent her.

All of a sudden, she burst out laughing, making Kim Dokja do a double take.

“Oh my god this is the funniest thing I’ve ever read! Hey, Yoo Joonghyuk, get over here!”

At the sound of his name, both the man and Kim Dokja reacted. The man began walking over towards their characters, as Kim Dokja attempted to stop the girl from calling him over.

“This,” Lee Jihye was wheezing too hard to get the words out, “this auntie,” wheeze, “This auntie thinks that you’re a pedo!” Yoo Joonghyuk sharply turned towards Kim Dokja, and the latter immediately face-palmed.

“Why…why would you think that?” The man spoke, and god, if he hadn’t assumed the man was a pedo a few moments prior, he was sure he would’ve basked in his voices heavenly glory.

“Well… she called you master?”

“…”

“So?”

“…what do you mean, so? You don’t think it’s a little weird that a high school girl is calling you master? It makes it sound like you’re in some weird relationship!”

“But we’re not?”

“Well obviously, I know that now! But anyone else would interpret it the same way!”

The man stared at him incredulously before turning to walk off, leaving Kim Dokja a little flustered, and a little bit forgetful about his objective and why he was spending so much time on this game in the first place.

“Aw, that’s the longest I’ve ever seen him talk to someone other than his ex! Maybe it’s true love!” Lee Jihye squealed.

“Dude, they literally just met. It is not true love.” Kim Namwoon responded, and for once, Dokja was greatful.

“Don’t ruin a girls fantasies about her master finding a lover!”

Okay, so that was definitely weird out of context, but whatever.

After all, as the man was walking away, Kim Dokja noticed he had a few things from one of the more expensive-real-money-required shops, which meant the guy was a total pushover who would be willing to give Kim Dokja money.

Oh yeah,

score.

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Despite Kim Dokjas initial opinion on Yoo Joonghyuk (that being that he assumed the man was a pedophile), Dokja took a liking to the silent and moody man.

After their first meeting, Kim Dokja wasn’t able to see Yoo Joonghyuk for months. Actually, that was a lie. It just felt like months to him because whenever he jingled his pockets, he realized they were still empty.

In reality, Kim Dokja hadn’t seen The_Plotter (yeah, he spent forever searching for his user- so what?) for only about a week.

The longest week of his life, might he add.

A slam jolted Kim Dokja out of his thoughts, looking up to see Han Myeongoh with standing over him with a large stack of papers on his desk.

“Finish this by the end of the day.” His manager glowered at him, probably still annoyed that Kim Dokja is “flirting” with Yoo Sangah.

Little did he know, Kim Dokja had actually recently converted.

What? No, not into Christianity, you fool. The celibate life was not for him, and he had enough daddy issues to know he never wanted to be called “father.” What he converted to was the all glorious, all encompassing, and all loving homosexuality.

Well, to be fair, could it really be called homosexual if The_Plotter was the only man he was drawn to? And really, his attraction was as shallow as his pockets- his affection only warranted by the monetary benefit he would receive from having such a lover.

Kim Dokja thought that the man’s voice was so soothing, he honestly wouldn’t mind peeing into a jar for him.

“Hello??? Dokja?? DOKJA.”

Once again jolted out of his sad day dreams, he bit back a glare as his manager gave him a scalding look.

“Uhm… what did you say??”

Han Myeongoh sighed and rubbed his head, his eyebrows scrunching up in mild annoyance as if he was fighting off a headache.

“I said that you can work overtime if you have to, but these papers are a priority right now. I can pass on your daily work to a coworker so that you can focus on this.”

Well, maybe his manager could be a saint sometimes.

“Also any overtime you take is unpaid, and if you don’t finish this in time, you’re fired.”

Never mind, Kim Dokja hoped that the man would be impregnated by some sort of monster and be forced to care for its spawn.

Hm, Dokja thought, sounds like something Asmodeous would be into or something.

Kim Dokja absent-mindedly nodded in response, eyeing the stack of papers to gauge how long it would take him to go through them all.

Longer than his dick, that was for sure. He sighed in defeat as he got to work.

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It was nearly midnight by the time Kim Dokja finished. He dragged his hand across his face, suppressing a long-suffering sigh. He wanted nothing more than to go home and take a long, hot bath. But Dokja knew that he hasn’t been update with his bills, which meant that the water would be about as cold as a dog’s nose.

Speaking of bills and money, Kim Dokja remembered his plan to secure a sugar daddy.

So, despite his fatigue, Kim Dokja went home and took a quick shower, munching on a small snack as he pulled out his 100 year old computer to begin booting up the game.

As he opened the tab, a smaller icon box appeared in front of him, reading “New update! Now join your friends in guilds to create a sense of community and rise to the ranks in guild power! (Must be at least level 50 to start your own guild.)”

Damn it, Dokja thought. He was planning on being a single-person guild so that he wouldn’t have to interact with anybody. He contemplated not joining one at all, but as he read more about the new update, it made him realize that being in a high-ranked guild would help boost him by a lot.

Some of the benefits included daily gem and coin rewards, more stamina points, and a x2 increase in the time it took to level up.

The first two Dokja didn’t really care for, but it was the last buff that caught his eye. “Faster leveling up time, hm?” He thought to himself all the ways he could use it, ranging from innocent things like being able to flaunt his power, to more back-handed plans where he would scam other players out of their money.

“If they see a strong, attractive woman, they’re more likely to want them, right?”

And so, Kim Dokja went to work on scrolling through the different guilds, trying to find one that wouldn’t need much social interaction, but enough for him to make bank.

As he was searching, a guild stood out from the rest, named “The Garden of Eden.”
Despite its heavenly title, it was run by a player whose user was “Demonic Judge of fire.” Talk about a misnomer.

Either way, Dokja wasn’t sure what about it attracted his attention. The guild had very
low power compared to all the others, and besides the host, there was only one other player in it under the user “Gabriel.”

Yet, Dokja still found himself clicking the “apply” button, hoping to be accepted into the guild. His request was confirmed not even a minute after he sent it, and he was taken aback by the sudden influx of messages he received from the host.

“OH MY GOD THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR JOINING OUR GUILD”

“I THOUGHT WE WERE GOING TO BE WEAK FOR LIFE 💔”

“Your character is really pretty!!! Is that what you look like in real life?”

“Hey, can I hear your real voice?”

“When did you start playing?”

I soft voice broke through the barrage of messages. “Uriel, Uriel, calm down… you’re going to scare her away. And why are you typing in chat? You have a mic, so use it. You’re going to make me lag.”

Dokja winced as a sharp sound rang in his ear, signaling the woman- Uriel, it seems- had turned on her mic. He heard a little bit of shuffling around before a big huff and a sound as if someone had just plopped down onto a bean bag of some sorts.

“Sorry, it’s just that the other guild have been filling up so quickly, yet no one has applied to ours yet! I’m really glad you’re here. Welcome to our guild. My names Uriel, and this is my friend, Gabriel.”

Kim dokja hummed non-committedly in response before realizing he didn’t have his mic on, so they wouldn’t be able to hear him.

He quickly typed in chat. “Sure. Thanks for accepting me so soon. I was worried I wouldn’t be able to get into any guilds because of how low my level was. Plus I was really anxious about meeting to people since I’m kind of shy, so thanks for being so kind to me!! <3”

Alright, he laid the bait card. Now he waits Oh, woe is Dokja, so poor, So weak. And gasp! Not to mention shy! Oh what are you supposed to do?

Uh, give him free money, obviously.

He heard Uriel about to speak up before she interrupted herself with a squeal, making Kim Dokja flinch from the sound.

“Oh my god someone else is joining!!!” She gasped and squealed again, and Dokja debated on taking off his headphones. “Three of them, to be exact!! They’re in the guilds lobby right now!”

Curious as to who else would choose such a guild, Kim Dokja clicked into the guild lobby.

He popped into the area and was immediately taken aback by his new guildmates.

“Ah, Kim Namwoon and Lee Jiyhe. Nice to see you again.” He turned his character so that he was directly facing Yoo Joonghyuks.

“Yoo Joonghyuk. It’s nice to see you as well.” The man grunted in response.

He noticed this last time they talked, but Yoo Joonghyuk wasn’t very articulate. What’s next, would the man start saying “beep bop boop” anytime he tried to communicate with him???

Kim Dokja brushed it off in favor of paying attention to Uriel, who seemed elated by her guild mates pre-existing familiarity.

“You guys know each other?” While there may not be an emote in the game for it, Kim Dokja could still sense Yoo Joonghyuk side-eyeing him, and it made him sweat a bit.

“You could say that.” Lee Jiyhe was the one who spoke up, grinning. “Say, Demonic judge of fire, it’s nice to meet you. I’m Lee Jiyhe, and you?”

He could hear Uriel giggle through the screen. “Names Uriel, and you’re really kind, aren’t you?”

Well, at least some of them started off with an amicable relationship. And just because he thought back to his and The_Plotter’s misunderstanding, Lee Jiyhe asked Uriel a question.

“So, how old are you?” Kim Dokja froze. Lee Jiyhe, you little shit, you better not-

“Older than anyone else here. Why?”

“Ah, well if you’re not underage, you’re much too old for my master.”

Before Uriel could request any sort of elaboration, Lee Jihye continued, that little wench.

“Speaking of age, we never got around to yours, auntie. You said you weren’t old enough to be called auntie, so what is your actual age?”

Kim Dokja wondered if he should share his actual age before deciding that it didn’t matter. It’s not like they would figure out he didn’t have a clit just because of how old he was.

“28” he typed in chat, and then there was a lot more frenzy from the two high schoolers than two digits should warrant.

“Aw, you’re the same age as master!! Too bad he doesn’t like people unless their age starts with a 1!!” Lee Jiyhe laughed, and Kim Namwoon joined along.

Bastard, he thought. Kim Namwoon was probably too stupid to understand what the joke was anyway.

Finally, Uriel spoke up. “Uh… you know, I’m all for rare-pairs and equal love and what not, but I think I’m going to have to kick you out if you’re a pedophile.”

And then, all of a sudden, the two kids were laughing even harder than before. Kim Dokja supposed that one of them must’ve had a goose in their room, because there was a sound of non-stop wheezing.

The_Plotter, who had said nothing for the entire ordeal just responded “I. am. not. A. Pedophile,” with a gritted voice, and then he was gone.

Uriel, the poor soul, had no clue what was going on, and was unsure as to whether or not she should kick and report Yoo Joonghyuks account.

Oh man, Kim Dokja thought, what has he gotten himself into?

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It was a while before Kim Dokja got to see Yoo Joonghyuk again. He wasn’t sure if the man was intentionally ignoring him or if it was just a coincidence, but it still managed to irk him nevertheless.

The day they both joined the guild, it took everyone’s efforts to convince Uriel that Yoo Joonghyuk wasn’t a child-lover, and even after that, she would still try to separate Lee Jiyhe and Kim Namwoon from the man whenever it was possible.

The kids thought it was hilarious and refused to do or say anything about it, which only served to annoy Yoo Joonghyuk even more.

But, between work and babysitting his neighbors kids, Lee Gilyoung and Shin Yoosung, Kim Dokja didn’t have much playing time, let alone enough time for him to try and resolve the issue.

After a few weeks of Kim Dokja logging in only to find Yoo Joonghyuk logging out, Kim Dokja finally managed to catch him before the man could disconnect from the game.

“Uhm, Yoo Joonghyuk?” Kim Dokja typed in the chat. Not because he wanted to- he would much prefer using a mic since it was less effort- but because he wasn’t yet rich enough to buy himself a voice changer of some sorts.

Key word, yet.

He saw the man’s game character freeze, before he heard the man gruff into his mic something that sounded akin to the words “I’m going to go.”

“WAIT!!” Kim Dokja typed quickly into chat. He was not about to lose his paycheck.

Yoo Joonghyuk didn’t leave the game, but he didn’t say anything else either. Kim Dokja decided that he was waiting for the other to type, so he quickly took it upon himself to start the conversation.

“I’m very sorry for the misunderstanding from when we first met. It’s just that as a woman, I’ve got a maternal instinct to protect these kids, you know? So I was just really worried that they could be meeting some bad people.”

That’s right, Yoo Joonghyuk. He just played the maternal card. What the FUCK? No, there is not going to be any Mpreg in this fic, Did you see it tagged? Yeah, no, I thought so.

No, what Kim Dokja was doing was trying to lure Yoo Joonghyuk in by displaying his “feminine appeals.”

Judging from the man’s blunt and gruff nature, Kim Dokja (falsely) assumed that Yoo Joonghyuks type in women was soft, gentle, and fragile-like.

But if that was his type, this fan-fic wouldn’t have been written in the first place, so no, Kim Dokja, you did not play the right card.

Yoo Joonghyuk grunted. (Literally why does he keep grunting??? Is this like a pokemon reference or something?)

“I don’t think your maternal instincts are the reason you don’t want pedophiles in the world. I think the reason is called basic human decency and morals.”

And oh my god Kim Dokja could’ve just creamed his pants there from that sexy voice. He had never heard the man say so many words at once! Ah, wait, the words that he said were kind of insulting to Dokjas ego… what a shame that the only time he chooses to properly speak, it’s to insult others.

Oh well, Kim Dokja assumes this could be the start of a degradation kink or something. Maybe Yoo Joonghyuk is into that?

Aha! Kim Dokja is literally the smartest (read as: most oblivious) person in the world! Yoo Joonghyuk likes insulting others because he’s secretly a sadist and it makes him feel powerful when he does!

“How classic!” Kim Dokja thought. (Classic of specifically what is something only he knows). Either way, Kim Dokja had a plan.

He was never one to kink shame, and he’s trying to get Yoo Joonghyuk to be his sugar daddy… so that means that Kim Dokja should logically play along with the man’s kinks to win him over!

“Hm… that’s not too bad!” Kim Dokja spoke out loud to his empty room, his finger up in the air like a classic “erm, actually” moment.

And so, Kim Dokja- in his brilliancy- decided to do anything and everything he could do piss Yoo Joonghyuk off. That way, the man had a reason to insult Kim Dokja- and didn’t have to feel bad about it.

Kim Dokja knew guys like him pretended to be cold and cruel, but deep down they were secretly just a tsundere all along. Which means that obviously, Yoo Joonghyuk feels bad when he’s mean to others.

So obviously, Kim Dokja should give him a reason to be mean so that he a) doesn’t feel bad and b) has a way to express his kinks!

Kim Dokja patted himself on the back for his great thinking skills.

“God,” he thought “what would Yoo Joonghyuk do without me?”

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“Auntie is pissing me off.”

Okay, well, that was a harsh way to open the guild meeting. Plus, why is Lee Jihye saying that? She wasn’t the one that Kim Dokja was trying to annoy.

Unless… the real reason she calls him master is because she’s also a sadist who is under his rule and he is teaching her the way of perversion. Talk about freak nation.

Anyways, what was she saying that stuff for? Doesn’t she know it’s pride month? Not that she knew he was a man. And not that he was really gay. Just greedy. But they both start with g’s anyway, don’t they?
(Ignore that it is also past pride month; time is irrelevant those who spend their hours trolling people for money online.)

“Me too!” Kim Namwoon spoke up, but nobody cared because it was Kim Namwoon.

“How is she bothering you?” Uriel asked, Ever the nice one.

“I’m not sure what it is specifically, but she’s acting like… such a brat.”

Kim Namwoon laughed like a hyena. “ a brat??? What are you? Middle school?”

Dokja expected Lee Jiyhe to react, but surprisingly, her character didn’t move an inch. And then he heard it. In the background of Kim Namwoon mic, the sound of a door slamming open could be heard.

“Middle school, who, little Chuunibyo.”

“AHH I WAS JUST JOKING.” There were multiple crashing sounds followed by a long pause before Lee Jiyhe spoke again, this time into her own microphone.

“To be fair, she’s not really bothering me. But it’s like she’s trying to aggravate master, and when masters annoyed, I’m annoyed.”

Whoa… maybe sadist have some sort of connection where they can tell when their little freak senses are tingling… like spider man or something. Maybe it would be called “freak man.”

“Hey, what if instead of Freddy fazbear, we called it Freddy freak bear, and instead of spending five nights at Freddy’s, you’d spend five nights getting freaky.”

Kim Dokja typed in chat.

“What… what prompted this…?” Lee Jiyhe questioned.

Oh right. Kim Dokja isn’t in a book or a fan fic, so it’s not like anyone can actually read his thoughts. Thank god. That would be embarrassing if there was like a book about him. Could you imagine all the fanfic there would be? He shuddered at the thought, thanking god that it wasn’t possible.

“Sorry, I was thinking about whether or not you’re a sadist like your master.”

Right as Kim Dokja typed this in chat, the clouds seemed to open and shine a light down upon him, but Instead of Jesus or Buddha descending, it shat all over him.

Weird phrasing, but baseline is that as soon as Kim Dokja referred to Yoo Joonghyuk as a sadist, the man in question spawned in to read the text.

“You…” Dokja could hear the anger in his voice.

“It’s okay!!! I don’t kink shame!!! I support everybody!!!”

“Wow. First it’s a pedophile, then a sadist. Yoo Joonghyuk, maybe you should sit down with her and talk about your sexual preferences?”

“Why… why won’t you just consider that I have normal bedroom preferences?”

“You do?” he typed in chat. Ohhh yeah. He was definitely scared to admit that he was into sadism. But it’s okay, because Kim Dokja really didn’t kink shame, so he had nothing to worry about.

Yoo Joonghyuk stayed silent, which made Kim Dokja believe that he had won.

“And what about you? Do you have any weird bedroom preferences?” Yoo Joonghyuk turned the tables on Dokja, and he could practically hear the smugness in the man’s voice as he said it.

“This isn’t about me.”

“You’re quite interested in what he likes, auntie? Are you perhaps interested in him?”

“She’s not my type.”

Silence.

“Damn, I can’t believe that auntie got rejected before even shooting her shot!” Kim Namwoon broke the silence with his ugly ass laughter.

“How many times have I rejected you, Kim Namwoon?” Lee Jiyhe asked. The laugher cut off.

Yeah, take that you stupid pig.

“He’s not really my type anyway. Plus, I don’t really know him in person so it’s weird to get together with someone online.” Kim Dokja typed in chat, Trying to play it off, But he was secretly mourning his loss of a good wallet.

Yoo Joonghyuk just made a weird noise like the animal he is before disappearing to do a map quest or something.

Damn it…Kim Dokjas too far in to look for another sugar daddy.

That just means he’s going to have to try harder to be Yoo Joonghyuks type.

It’s alright, he can do this.

Maybe.

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Extra: (trying to insert a photo for the first time so sorry if it goes wrong; I looked on Reddit lmao. I also don’t think I can insert photos in the notes, so that’s why it’s down here.)

“Hey, what if instead of Freddy fazbear, we called it Freddy freak bear, and instead of spending five nights at Freddy’s, you’d spend five nights getting freaky.” -

Chapter Text

“Hyung, why does the stupid sunfish keep looking at you all weird?” Lee Gilyoungs voice was rather loud, attracting the attention of the other guild members.

“Lee Gilyoung, how many times do we have to tell you that auntie is not a man?” Lee Jiyhe scolded, but it was obvious she got a kick out of Kim Dokja being “misgendered.”

Lee Gilyoung just pouted and ignored her, the same thing he usually does when anyone other than Kim Dokja speaks.

Kim Dokja suspected the boy was around 13 to 15 years old, although he never specified his actual age and Dokja felt it would be too creepy to ask.

He didn’t want to sound like Yoo Joonghyuk was converting him to the dark side by conditioning him to like little kids. -Not that either of them did. Lee Jihye just wouldn’t let go of the fact that Kim Dokja had mistaken him as a predator.

Lee Gilyoung was a new member to the guild, along with a girl named Shin Yoosung who was around the same age. He assumed that she was either his sister or friend of Gilyoung judging by the way they bickered.

Another teen boy had also joined their guild. His user was “TheHermitKing,” which was honestly really fitting considering that no one really knew much about him. The only information the kids managed to get was that his real name was Han Donghoon.

As Dokja stood idle in the game while he mentally recapped all this information for the fourth wall, Shin Yoosung and Lee Gilyoung started bickering again, bringing him out of his trance.

And bringing his attention back to the issue at hand. Players, if they gained enough attention by the community, could be “sponsored” by the devs of the game.

Kim Dokja didn’t understand why they used the word “sponsored” since all it really was is that you got a free gift from them without any sort of promotion.

Kim Dokja knew that they just spun a wheel to decide who gave what to the players they chose to sponsor. Of course, that’s what Kim Dokja assumes since he had gotten a really weird gift in the game from a really weird named sponsor.

See, in the game, it costs in-game coins or gems to change things about your character; like hair, outfit, user tag, and gender.

Kim Dokja must have gotten a perverted sponsor. Not only was their modifier “constellation who likes to change genders,” but they also seemed to hate misnomers.

Which is why the “gift” that was bestowed upon Kim Dokja was that he was now a male. In the game, of course. Kim Dokja is already (clearly, may he add) a male in real life.

At first he found it funny, but it wasn’t so funny when he realized that he could no longer lure guys in with his appearance.

After Yoo Joonghyuk said Kim Dokja wasn’t his type, Dokja took the liberty of finding other men to rob. He spent a few days with each man before reporting them to the admin so they get banned and couldn’t see him again.

Half the money he got he saved for rent, and the other half he used to change his character so a past sugar daddy wouldn’t be able to find him.

After Dokja came to the realized the shits and giggles turned to giggles and shits, because he realized it cost 1,000 coins to switch genders and he only had 251.

Unfortunately, this all happened before all the new members of the guild joined, so half the guild is tricked into thinking he’s a woman while the other half knows he’s a man but thinks he trans.

Kinda weird that a male plays as a female and is forced to be a male only to be misgendered as a woman. Wow that was a weird spew.

How much wood could a nunchuck chuck if a nunchuck could chuck wood? Wait that isn’t right…

How much wood could a Funcuck chuck if a funcuck… funcuck???? More like fuckup. God Kim Dokja, how could you be so stupid!? Kim Dokja complains to himself, staring in defeat at the empty room around him, ready to cry himself to sleep tonight.

But just as he prepared to turn his TV off (KENDRICKKKKKKKK), which was a stupid thing to do because the author realized that she meant computer but likes Kendrick so it’s whatever, Kim Dokja saw a god descend in the game.

Actually, it was just Yoo Joonghyuk but same difference anyway, am I right, or am I right? WRONG. Because Lee Gilyoung is right, Joonghyuk has been looking at Kim Dokja weird recently. Not that there’s cameras to see each others faces, just that Kim Dokja can sense it through the screen.

Shin Yoosung walked her character up to Kim Dokja as close as she could before speaking up with a pout in her voice.

“He’s probably jealous that our auntie got a sponsor and he didn’t!!”

Lee Jihye laughed, “sure, because Yoo Joonghyuk wants nothing more than to become a female.”

Kim Dokja thought of Yoo Joonghyuk and his in-game character, then thought of him as a female. Que a wolf whistle, ‘cause hot damn. “Punish me,” he whispered under his breath. Okay, well never mind. It turns out Kim Dokja IS a freak. But that is not a crime.

And it still didn’t explain why Joonghyuk had been so weird with him for the last couple of days. Ever since he became a male in the game… oh. My. God.

The reason why Yoo Joonghyuk gives him weird looks and has been treating him different while he’s a male is… because he’s transphobic!

Dang it, Kim Dokja thought. I knew he was too perfect, he had to have some sort of flaw. It seems as if that flaw was bigotry. What a shame.

Oh well. That just means Kim Dokja has to milk him for all he’s worth. And from the sound of the man’s voice, he was worth millions.

Uh oh. Ring Kim Dokja up because that Cha-Ching sound is the sweet symphony of money filling up his bank account as he swims through it like a mermaid through water.

He’s gonna buy himself SO many sex toys with all that cash…

Chapter Text

Kim Dokja has been getting a lot of sponsors recently. While most are trivial like 10-second bonus stamina potions, others are very helpful, like a new sword “unbreakable faith.”

The sword wouldn’t work unless you had a certain stigma, one that Kim Dokja had luckily attained.

“Hey… does anyone know why I keep getting so much stuff? Not that I’m complaining or anything, just curious.”

Jihye looked at him curiously. “Auntie, don’t you know?”

Kim Dokja was lost in the sauce.

“About what???”

“You’re online.” Kim Namwoon, the idiot, responded.

“Uh, yes, how do you think I’m playing this game?” God, Kim Dokja couldn’t believe he shared the same surname as someone so dumb.

This time, it was Lee Jihye who spoke up.
“He means like in videos. On YouTube. There’s videos of you on YouTube.”

He looked at the two teens, perplexed. “What!? But I don’t even have a YouTube account?”

“Yeah, but master does. And he streams. That’s like, his whole job. And you’ve become quite the character, everybody always talks about you. Did you know, that when you took that month long break, master had to mute the chat because they wouldn’t stop asking where you were?”

Kim Dokja remembers that break. He had used it to move into a newer- albeit still cheap- apartment. Curtesy of his many sugar daddies, of course.

“Wow…,” he started off “so he’s like… not unemployed?”

Kim Namwoon scoffed. “He’s so handsome that even if he wasn’t a gamer, he would probably be scouted as a model. Rolls eyes.”

Lee Jihye uppercut Namwoon character. “Dude, what the fart? Did you just audibly say “rolls eyes”? What are you playing, a (yet again) nameless online rpg game or berry avenue on Roblox? You know we have voice chat for a reason, right.”

Shin Yoosung, who had been sitting quietly waiting for the author to introduce her, finally spoke up.

“Actually, they added voice chat to Roblox recently.”

Lee Gilyoung, the other author-neglected child, decided his voice was also worth being heard. (Something that could be hated on, but he’s too adorable to truly do such.)

“Nuh-uh, not all games. Grow a garden doesn’t. I know that because I played with Hyung, and I was annoyed when I couldn’t ask him to like my garden without having to type it all out.”

“WHAT,” Shin Yoosung screeched. “Hyung, you have Lee Gilyoung added on Roblox, but not me???”

“Uh, I-“

Lee Gilyoung sent an emoji in the chat, deciding that it would be best to convey his facial expression instead of verbally describing it.

“😼”

“Hyungggg!!! Add me too!! My user is Reincarnated_Diva.”

“Alright, I will,” Kim Dokja consoled the child, going onto his phone to pull up Roblox.

“Yay!!! We can play dress to impress with eachother now!”

Kim Dokja scrunched his face, knowing that he had a terrible fashion sense.

“Okay, accept the friend request from 51squid49sunfish.”

Kim Dokja spoke, before realizing that he forgot to address the more pressing matters.

“Wait, hold on. Is everyone saying bad things about me on those YouTube videos?”

He could hear the smirk in Lee Jihyes voice when she answered “wouldn’t you like to know, weather boy?”

“Where are you your parents?”

Kim Namwoon gave a slow turn towards Kim Dokjas character “Why do you want to know?” He gasped “And what kind of adult adds kids on Roblox knowing they’re young! Were you projecting when you called Yoo Joonhyuk a ped-“ Lee Jihye K’OD Kim Namwoon character, causing him to have to respawn.

“He’s finishing the reference, you fucking ‘tard.”

“Oh… I’ve never heard of that reference before.”

“Obviously.”

Shin Yoosung chimed in “hey, did you know that that new reporter was actually that guys dad?”

“Does that mean that Hyung is Lee Jihyes dad?” Lee Gilyoung giggled.

Lee Jihye huffed in what seemed to be anger. “Am I surrounded by idiots or what? Lee Gilyoung, how many times do I have to tell you that your “Hyung” is an auntie!”

“No he’s not! What kind of guy would dress up as a guy!” Shin Yoosung complained

“Maybe a gay guy who likes cross dressing?” Kim Namwoon added.

As the three of the them continued complaining, Kim Dokja decided to grab out his phone to go onto YouTube. He debated whether or not he should ask the teens what Yoo Joonghyuks user was, but he didn’t want to be made fun of for watching the man’s videos.

He ended up just searching his in-game user. He waited for his search to load, expecting to see a video or two with his avatar.

Instead, he was shocked as almost 20+ videos appeared on his screen. Damn, he really was popular.

He found multiple videos that were just complications of his “funny moments,” as well as multiple shorts that joked about how he had mistaken Yoo Joonghyuk as a predator.

Surprisingly, there were a quite a few videos that were ships between him and Yoo Joonghyuk.

“See Yoo Joonghyuk? So many people already ship us, so you should just give in and give me money.”

He chucked mischievously, rubbing his hands together like that little devious shadow the hedgehog.

He didn’t really watch SpongeBob as a kid, but he still felt a lot like Mr Krabs as he thought about how much money he could be getting out of Yoo Joonghyuk.

The man seemed to have millions of followers, which meant that he would be likely to have a lot of money.

He turned back to the game to see all the kids had stopped talking and were now staring at his character.

“Hyung?” “Auntie?”

“Yes?”

“What were you doing?” Lee Gilyoung asked.

“Just… looking at something. I’ve got to go, so see you later, alright?”

He left abruptly, ignoring the way his friends called after him.

He was going to stay up watching all of Yoo Joonghyuks streams. For research, of course. No other reason.

Chapter Text

Kim Dokja let out a whistle as he opened his inbox. In it was various types of messages from Yoo Joonghyuks fans. Some of them were kind, telling Kim Dokja about how nice it was that he worked so well with the other guild members, while others were border-line hate-crimeing him.

Kim Dokja scoffed. “You losers are just made that he wants to suck my cock and not your clit!” (Not that Yoo Joonghyuk knew he had a cock, nor was he interested in Kim Dokja).

Speaking of the other guild members, their guild had been gaining in popularity. Mostly because of Yoo Joonghyuk and his steaming, but also because believe it or not, Kim Dokja also had a fan base of his own.

The guild has been pretty selective when it came to adding new players, which is why so far, they’ve only added three. Initially, they were going for two, but apparently one of the players was a package deal with her husband, which means they gained an extra.

The new players -Kim Dokja had to admit- were really good at their jobs.

The first addition was Delicate_doctor, whose name was extremely fitting for her role as a healer.

The first time Kim Dokja saw her, his jaw hit the floor. Her character was effortlessly beautiful, and she had such a soft voice whenever she spoke. Too bad she probably wasn’t a real doctor (she is).

Yoo Joonghyuks fanbase went crazy when they first saw Delicate_doctor. They immediately started shipping her with Yoo Joonghyuks, saying that pretty people should date pretty people.

Which Kim Dokja totally agreed with, but it’s also true that a negative times a positive is a negative, and Kim Dokja really didn’t want to see Delicate_Doctors sweet personality ruined by Yoo Joonghyuk.

The second and third members introduced was The#1judge and her husband. She worked on the team as an ambush, and unsurprisingly practiced martial arts in real life. It was in a Judo class that she had met her partner, Teddywithabigsword, who worked as an in-game tank. (But not a tank in real life, because humans can’t ACTUALLY be cars, you silly billy)

It always felt weird calling out the latters name, since personal insight made him aware that the man had not chosen it as a metaphor for his dick, but rather his lover.

The#1judge had laughed her ass off when instructing him to do so, but had immediately gone silent after Delicate_doctor informed her that usernames could not be changed.

Poor Teddywithabigsword remained blissfully unaware of the sexual innuendo, and no one in the guild wanted to ruin that for him.

That being said, the entire guild wasn’t actually all active at the same time. What with the children attending school and the adults having to work, their schedules never managed to align.

Even on holidays, Delicate_Doctor and demonic judge of fire often had to work. It made him curious of what they did for a job.

(Obviously Delicate_Doctor is a doctor, what else would she do, idiot??? And demonic judge of fire… she be writing hella gay smut, babes ❤️)

The only player who didn’t play around a set time of the day was Yoo Joonghyuk, and that’s because that nasty bitch had a bad habit of streaming whenever he wanted to, ignoring the inconvenience that it caused many of his fans.

Kim Dokja wishes that he were pretty enough that he could do socially unacceptable things and still have a raging-fan base that would forgive him.

Then again, if he were pretty enough, he’d be whoring himself out on the streets instead of the (insert some video game term that rhymes with streets).

Anywho, since the author (cough) -Kim Dokja-, has made the consistent mistake of introducing new points without finishing her his initial one, Kim Dokja will then go back to address the whole schedule issue.

He had -fortunately- not been on the game at the time, since he had a… J O B (boo, did I scare you? ✌️😹). But unfortunately for the kids, who were playing after school instead of doing their homework, they had been playing the game when it crashed.

Unforetold to the games fans, the Devs had planned a new major update, which added different skins, attacks, and team roles. (Psst psst, pay attention, kitty. That new role part is going to be relevant in the future!)

This update had caused the game to crash, with hundreds of thousands of unemployed bums losing that days grind.

Kim Dokja had only figured it out on his commute home, when the socially inept salary man scrolled through his social media to see a gazillion different posts complaining to the developers about lost progress.

Of course the developers faced serious backlash. I mean, really, why the fuck would they make this update? Probably something one of the creators wrote because she *ahem* they were tired at 3am and thought it would be funny, but then woke up and regretted it but they already wrote it so they weren’t going to take it back.

But that would be unrealistic. And everybody knows that that person is actually really pretty, funny, kind, smart, and very very VERY well coordinated with excellent memory, so something like that would never happen.

As soon as the subway stopped, he had quickly rushed home to open up the chat he had with his guild members, planning to ask about the incident, only to remember that he himself hadn’t opened up the computer to let the update progress.

As Kim Dokja waited, he lamented about this update for a few reasons.

The first was something he figured out while he scrolled on his phone, waiting for his computer to load. And that is that you could only restyle your character once a week, and that if a player reported to many characters within a short amount of time, the player himself would then be studied for misconduct.

Which would not at ALL apply to Kim Dokja! Oh who is he kidding, It applied to Kim Dokja, and now Kim Dokja had no way of using various sugar daddies to get cash. He would now have to ration… he glanced sadly at the big bundles of Benjamin’s on his desk as if it wasn’t sustainable.

But to be fair, he wasn’t very family with the declaration of when the fent hits, or whatever it’s called, so having so much money made him feel frugal. (The author is VERY familiar with her Benjamin’s.)

The second reason was that that kids had texted him on Roblox (yes, Roblox) to ask him to play the game after he got off work, and since the update had been released for over a couple hours now, the kids were probably waiting.

And the third and most important- Kim Dokja was inconceivably poor, which meant that his computer took nearly 2 hours to download it, plus he had to wait an extra hour afterwords to let his PC cool off.

And really, Kim Dokja says he inconceivably poor, but he just keeps using that word when it really doesn’t mean what he thinks it means.

Finally, after 3. Hours, Kim Dokja managed to hop onto the game and text in the guilds group chat.

-Kim Dokja: “Uh, what’s up super sigmas? Did anyone lose progress from that update? I was at work…”

-Lee Jihye: “first of all, don’t ever use the phrase super sigma again, grandma. And second of all, yes, all 5 fucking hours of it 🥹❤️”

-Kim Namwoon: “YES OH MY FUCKINF GOD I WAS JUST ABOUR TO GET THE JOHN PORK COSTUME FROM TBE PREVIOUS SKIN UPDATE.”

-Kim Dokja “I’m Employed, what does this mean?”

-Shin Yoosung: “just ignore him, hyung. And to answer your question, I was being responsible and doing my homework, so no.”

-Lee Gilyoung: “😭 yes I lost about 200 gems…”

-Kim Namwoon: “brokie 😹”

-Lee Jihye: “didn’t your card recline when you tried buying a pack of gum earlier today?”

-Kim Namwoon: “that’s because I forgot to put money in! I’m NOT broke!!”

-Kim Dokja: “sureeee…”

Within the next hour, the rest of the members replied, with Uriel and Gabriel being the only other ones who lost progress.

Well, everyone except he-who-shall-not-be-named. No, idiot, he has a nose. What do you mean he doesn’t? No, not Voldemort, Yoo Joonghyuk, dummy. Why would he be talking about Voldemort???

And yeeppp Kim Dokja was talking to and about himself in third person again. What a weird guy, am I right?

Kim Dokja gave an odd smirk in the empty room while he pointed towards the empty air. Perhaps he’s schizophrenic? No, he’s not THAT mental. Just a little weird.

In the end, Kim Dokja just sighed and put on his headphones, not wanting to explain why he was once again, talking to nobody.

Because of the update, most of his guild members were all playing at the same time (sans Delicate_Doctor; he still couldn’t figure out what her job was that made her work so often) “and Yoo Joonghyuk, of course,” Kim Dokja spoke to himself.

And trust me, you guys are NEVER going to guess who joined the game right as Kim Dokja said that.

That’s right. Steven Irwin. The guy spoke something about it not being the stingrays fault, but Kim Dokja was confused because he thought that barnacle boy and mermaid man’s opp was called mantaray??

Either way, he zoned him out in favor of staring in awe at Yoo Joonghyuk. Oh right, because he had also joined.

While he had yet to speak anything, everyone in the guild had stopped speaking into their mics, tuning in to see if he said anything.

After a minute of silence, Lee Jihye finally spoke up. “Uhm, master? Did you lose anything in the update?”

“200.”

“What?”

“200 Dollars.”

Lee Gilyoung spoke up “don’t worry, bastard, I also lost 200 gems.”

“Not gems. Dollars.”

Despite them being in the digital world, the air grew cold.

“Master,” this time it was the idiot who spoke up (we all know who it is), “what do you mean you lost 200 dollars? You spent 200 dollars on a game?”

You could practically feel true older man’s anger intensifying.

Lee Jihye smacked Kim Namwoon on the head, speaking up to try to placate her master.

“Don’t worry, people spend hundreds of dollars all the time in online games!”

“Yeah, unemployed weirdos.” #Lee Gilyoung.

“Well, isn’t it for his job? It makes sense that he would spend that much money on it.”

“…” Lee Jihye turned her character to face Kim Dokjas direction.

“You really don’t watch masters streams?”

“?”

“He-“

Kim Namwoon interrupted “HE STOPPED STREAMING THIS GAME BECAUSE PEOPLE WOULDN’T STOP SAYING WEIRD SHIT ABOUT YOU.”

Lee Jihye K’OD him again, this time standing over the respawn point to continue killing him over and over again. (She only stopped around the- oh, I don’t know, 49th or 51st time?)

“Yoo Joonghyuk?” He typed in chat. “Is this true?”

The man in question stayed silent for a couple of seconds before giving a noncommittal hum and then vanishing.

Weird, mysterious ass bitch..