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hpkhyojin:

almost holding his breath, it practically feels like minutes pass before he hears the sound of the scrambling phone line and the other’s voice coming through. relief immediately fills his chest for although hyojin has been occupied with his own things, hwiyoung is the first who enters his mind when he worries. he smiles a bit, praising himself lucky the other cannot see him and poke fun at him right now.

it seems however that they do not share the same mindset about the passing of things. hyojin wishes he could be as optimistic as hwiyoung is, but he cannot. that silly boy doesn’t seem to realise how grave the situation actually is.

lips parting against the cup phone he inhales for a moment, barely daring to voice the thoughts he has in his mind. “but what if we did, though?” he asks. “what if we did kill someone?”

When Hyojin speaks and gives voice to the thoughts in his head, the smile slides away from Hwiyoung’s face to be replaced with an expression that is both confused and somewhat fearful. Staying silent for a moment as he processes his mentor’s words, Hwiyoung eases himself to the floor, chewing on his lip.

Surely no-one in here was that cruel, were they? None of them could have actually played the bear’s game and killed someone for the chance of getting outside, right?!

.....And what the hell was Hyojin trying to imply?! What did he mean by ‘we...?’

“I... I don’t get ya, sunbaenim....” he mumbles eventually, voice sounding unsure and a little... distrustful, perhaps? “What do you mean ‘if we did kill someone?’” ‘Cause I haven’t, I promise! I mean, you said that I’d only do that if it was...!” He breaks off abruptly, eyes widening in horror as another possibility occurs to him.

No. Surely not. Hyojin is many things, but he’s not a killer!

Right?

“Y-You’re not telling me that.... That you...?” he manages to choke out, though unable to say that awful word.

#Phone Call | Hyojin #{{ We're gonna pretend this ISN'T 3 weeks late ok? }}

hwiyyoung

hwi attempting to show his charisma

#The Marionette | Visual #{{ HE'S AN ACTUAL BABY PLS }}

hpkhyojin:

@hpkhwiyoung

following the announcement, hyojin cannot say he feels anything but emptiness and concern. it can only mean one thing after all, and with heavy steps he removes himself from the bed and crosses the floor to the cup string phone that is placed upon his desk. he tugs a bit at the string so the other end will hopefully notice he is trying to get in touch. then allowing a bit of time to pass, he calls into the phone. “did you hear that announcement just now?”

he knows in his heart he’ll get a response. has to get one. but what will he do if he doesn’t…?

This is good, right? That stupid bear had made a bet, they’d all called his bluff and in the end, he’d backed down. Hwiyoung couldn’t help but smirk to himself when he’d heard the announcement, though there was a lingering sense of unease that Monogoma was somehow stringing them along anyways.

Hwiyoung might be simple minded, but he was not unintelligent.

Sitting on his bed, mindlessly fiddling with a plushie he’d found the other day, Hwiyoung almost the misses the subtle movement of the cup’s string, only catching it out of the corner of his eye. With a soft laugh at his mentor’s insistence on such a dumb way to communicate, Hwiyoung scrambles off his bed and pads over to the cup, fixing a smile onto his face and pushing away his unease.

There’s no point in both of them being on edge, after all.

Lifting the phone to his ear, Hwiyoung’s expression falters a little at the tone of Hyojin’s voice and he flounders for a moment before giving off what he hopes is an airy laugh in response to the other’s cautiousness.

“Haha, I heard it! Can ya believe it sunbaenim? That dumb bear actually thought we’d kill someone?!”

#Phone Call | Hyojin #{{ I don't trust you tbh }}

@hwiyoungthedoll - Yoo Hwiyoung

Posted to growler on November 27th 2020

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Guess we just called your bluff! Stuuupid bear~

You’re cute, but stuuuupid! Even I’ve more brains than you!

#Loose Strings | Growler #{{ Hwiyoung bby no }}

Frayed Strings

hpkhyojin:

hyojin is a man who is all about pretense; always has been and always will be. of course he doesn’t think everything is fine and of course hwiyoung knows that much, but if hyojin doesn’t have his air of superiority about him, his sharp demeanour, then what does he have? after all, in the end he is nothing much when it really comes down to it. just a weirdo who thinks too highly of himself.

biting down hesitantly on his lip, the performer tries to think what could possibly go on inside that wretched head of his mentee. “could it be,” he begins, words quiet, more hesitant than he would have liked. “are you wondering about your own role in this?” he clicks his tongue quickly as a frown appears on his face. the other is, after all, naught but a puppet, purpose simply to do the biding of his master. it is not surprising that he is worked up over this, questioning his own existence and importance in these happenings.

“silly boy,” hyojin continues, letting his fingers run up to the other’s nape and tangle with the taller’s disheveled hair. “my little, imperfect doll. by whose strings do you dance? do you move by that wretched creature’s paws? i think not.”

his logic is full of flaws, makes no sense in fact to anyone but the boy before him. but hyojin hopes it will do the deal in calming the other down, because even if he would never admit to it, he hates to see hwiyoung distressed. “if you are wondering if you will end up in a situation where you have to kill, know that it will only happen so by my command.”

"Nn? My role...?”

For a moment, Hwiyoung’s fear and anxiety is wiped away to be replaced by an expression of confusion as he misunderstands that other’s words. Was Hyojin trying to say he’d something with all of this? Surely not! As much as he felt himself to be a burden and as much as he resented the world for how it had treated him and the parents who specifically chosen him to be their precious child, Hwiyoung had never ever entertained the idea of wanting to ruin people’s lives like this to make himself feel better.

Wanted to beat them up, sure. But never harm someone to this extent.

It’s only when a hand reaches up on rest in his messy hair and stroke softly does Hwiyoung realize exactly what Hyojin had been implying and he flushes red with the shame of such thoughts entering his head in the first place. God, he must really be overdue on maintenance if that was the first place his mind was going. After a second of fighting with his emotions, he leans into the other’s hand with a soft sigh, closing his eyes and letting Hyojin’s words wash over him.

“Nnn... that’s right... ‘M sunbaenim’s doll, after all, aren’t I?” he mumbles, biting his lip a little. While he’d rather not kill anyone, if Hyojin felt it would be a way to get them both home safely, then who was Hwiyoung to argue? Besides, the elder was probably talking about whoever was behind this whole mess in the first place, right?

“Ah, but ya can’t really call me your ‘little doll’ anymore, sunbaenim.” As though a cloud has suddenly evaporated, Hwiyoung’s shoulders relax a little and a smile that’s both cheeky and a little nervous appears on his lips as he issues a rare challenge to his mentor’s authority.

“I mean.... no matter what way ya look at it. I’m taller than ya now, sunbaenim.”

#Frayed Strings | Hyojin

Well, even though I’m still on hiatus, I miss my boy, so regard this as a brand new starter call~

..........and an offering to anyone who wants to commit a murder; Hwiyoung can be sacrified for the good of the school. Just shoot me a message uwu

#Strings Cut | OOC #(WELL THEN)

Frayed Strings

hpkhyojin:

usually he would tell the other to be quiet, to stop using that grating voice of his when he is trying to focus, but this time, hyojin cannot simply shrug off hwiyoung’s approach. not when he knows the guy so well and knows what he must be going through right now. words only serve to affirm his concerns as hwiyoung is dangerously close to an anxiety attack. hyojin has them himself, but in different ways: he at least can detain himself until he is no longer in a public place, but his protege has still much to learn he supposes.

“don’t be silly,” are the first words that leaves his mouth in respond to the other’s concerns. “of course i am okay.” there is absolutely no reason for hyojin to be so self assured, but he shows absolutely no hesitation in answering. this however, is obviously not enough to halt the onslaught of emotion the other is feeling, so hyojin puts an index finger to his lips.

“shh.” the silencing is brief but loud enough to be heard. “i cannot possibly begin to understand what goes on in the minds of such vulgar people who would set up a twisted game like this, but mark my words.”

with pride he holds his fingertips against his chest and raises his head, sticking his nose in the sky. “as long as i breathe, no one in this school will perish. i will not let anyone die in here. this bear will not be getting his will, no matter what. don’t you worry your silly little head, yoo hwiyoung.”

Usually, Hwiyoung has complete trust in the elder, believing him infallible. Normally a single word from Hyojin would be enough to settle him down and ease his fears, if only temporarily. At any other time, he’d have no problem with buying into Hyojin’s grandiose claims of superiority and (falsified) self-confidence.

But this isn’t ‘any other time’, it’s not normal. What’s normal about being locked into your school to be told by a plushie that if you wanted to get out, you were gonna have to kill the people you’d been sharing classes with just the day before?!

Instead, Hwiyoung bites down on his lip as the wish to believe his mentor without hesitation wars with his (sometimes fleeting) rationality of the situation. He doesn’t want to outright correct the other, but surely even Hyojin could see this wasn’t a straightforward situation.

“Y-y’think so? ‘Cause, I dunno, sunbaenim... I mean! It’s not that I doubt ya or anything, I’d never doubt ya! But, maybe.... Maybe this is somthin’ that even you can’t...”

He trails off before bowing his head with another whine, gripping hard at his elbows once more.

Maybe it is that simple.... maybe he’s just more broken than he’d thought.

#Frayed Strings | Hyojin

Squee!

@moonhpk

“Uwah, look at that guy! It’s so ugly it’s cute! I love it~, can I take a closer look, Moon-ssi?”

In all honesty, Hwiyoung was all but clueless about the game that Moon loved to play. Hyojin would no doubt look down his nose at it for being ‘unsightly mass-produced frivolity’ and, looking at some of the artwork, Hwiyoung could tell his parents wouldn’t have been overtly thrilled if he’d ever brought the cards home.

But that didn’t stop the puppet from being absolutely fascinated by the game and its fantastical artwork. The so-called ‘horror’ creatures were unsurprisingly becoming his favourite as he let his eyes drift over the cards spread out on the table. He then offered Moon his best puppy-eyed look.

“I promise I won’t damage it or anything! I just wanna take a photo of it that I can look at later! So pretty please~?”

#Squee | Moon #{{ Please excuse the title it's 4am and head machine is offline ahahaha }}#{{ I'm also sorry that my knowledge of MtG amounts to the square root of zero orz }}#{{ I was always a YGO tgc player whoops-- }}

Frayed Strings

@hpkhyojin

Tw for mild panic attack

“Sunbaenim! Sunbaenim, yer okay!”

Hwiyoung was still utterly bewildered. It seemed like only a few days ago that everything had been perfectly fine, as normal as could be. He’d been going about his morning routine as usual when a sudden wave of dizziness and nausea had hit him like a train.

When he’d opened his eyes again he was in a classroom that looked both familiar yet utterly alien at the same time. Why were there shutters on the windows and cameras gawking straight at him?!

And why the hell was this (admittedly adorable) bear saying that they were all locked in and they had to kill someone to get out?! How could all of this have happened in the time it took to blink?!

Running a hand through his messy hair in frustrations, Hwiyoung forgot himself for a moment, grabbing Hyojin’s arm and shaking it in agitation.

“D’you think it’s true, Sunbaenim?! That we’re stuck in here unless we....? I- I tried calling my mom but there’s no signal... I can’t...” he started to whine, letting go of the older boy’s arm to clutch at his own, digging in hard with his nails as his breathing began to pick up speed.

“I can’t... P-people aren’t gonna leave us here forever, right?! It’s just a joke, they wouldn’t just... just throw me away again, would they?! Sunbaenim?!”

#Frayed Strings | Hyojin #tw panic attack

So this is a little late, but c’est la vie! Hello, nice to meet everyone, you can call me Claudia and I want to apologize in advance to the group for unleashing Hwiyoung on y’all.

While his intro post and his about page have all you really need to know about this disaster child, a long story short is that Hwiyoung was abandoned at birth by his biological ‘parents’, adopted when he was 3 but has a somewhat distant relationship with his adoptive parents (though he does love them and they adore him) and was found by our very own Hyojin when they were younger and pretty much turned into his protege. His ultimate, the puppet, is a reference to how utterly devoted he is to Hyojin and how he’d literally follow the other into hell if need be, including killing or dying for him. Their relationship probably isn’t the healthiest dynamic, but it’s in no way abusive! They just rely on each other a little (lot) too much.

...and I’m sorry to say if your muse has upset Hyojin in any way over the course of the rp, they’re on Hwiyoung’s hit list, oh no. Expect him to arrive making threats and insults. But on the flipside, if your muse hasn’t done anything to get Hwiyoung’s attention before now, he’s the sweetest boy, if a little shy and insecure. He may try to show of his freaky plushies to you in that case, try not to be too mean. ; w ;

And that should cover everything, so if you’d like to plot, my IMs are open. Otherwise just like this post and I’ll toss you a random starter! Looking forward to rping with everyone! <3

#Strings Cut | OOC