Could we get some more self aware au subspace yumeslop bc im greedy
WHAT'S HAPPENING?! finding out that the phighters are self aware! (you do you just convince yourself it's a dream)
WHAT'S IN IT? characters: whole phighting cast! (playable cast) self aware phighters, crack, POSSIBLE OOC!!! some yandere/obsessive elements?
NOTES FROM THE AUTHOR! wrote this at like 1am and i have school tomorrow
Self aware!Phighters when you get so frustrated at the game, you leave the game and them alone for days; making them so frantic and worried from not seeing you for a while.
It has happened before—you'd rage quit the game, leave it for a few days, and then get back to into it after missing the characters. It's a cycle, but they couldn't lie that they missed your presence.
But three days passed… then five… then a week… then two.
It was getting longer and longer—and it's getting unbearable for them. You haven't even opened Roblox, where they could feel your faint presence—but nothing. You didn't open the program.
Though, when you finally get back to the game, the rounds suddenly become easier—you always get good KDAs, get MVP every time despite swearing you did bad that round; everything good that was possible is suddenly happening to you. Any Phighter you play, even the ones you refused to play due to being bad at them, you get so many kills or assists.
Apart from that, you earn so much Bux despite not being multiplier events or any special event of the sorts. Was Lady Luck on your side for once? Or were you finally getting good at the game?
Once you've had enough rounds for the day—even reaching a winstreak of twenty, a new record—you went back to the lobby. But… there weren't any players.
You see the Phighters just scattered in the lobby… At first, you thought it was other players using default skins, even though you thought it was odd… But as you looked closely, there weren't even usernames below their HP and shield bars… how unusual. Was there an event? Surely not, they didn't announce any upcoming events—
"[Username]!!!!" A suspiciously yet familiar vocaloid sounding voice rung through your headphones. It was Sword…? But you selected Rocket?
"[USERNAMEEE]!!!" Sword suddenly jumped into your view, startling you in your chair. You yelped in surprise, almost falling back and landing on the floor.
"[Username]! Please don't leave us again!!" Sword sobbed akin to a whining puppy, his cheek pressed against the screen, thick tears streaming down his face. A groan was heard behind his back, with Rocket pulling him back.
"Geez, Sword! Don't jump at them like that!" Rocket retorts, dragging him by the collar. Rocket wasn't being controlled anymore—it was a fixed screen now.
"Sword, you're getting snot all over the place." Another voice piped up—Medkit appeared, with his eyebrow furrowed. "But… I agree."
"Oh, Meddy, gettin' all soft, aren'tcha?" A sly voice appeared with Scythe's sillohette—suddenly emerging from out of nowhere which made Rocket and Sword jolt in surprise.
"Hmph! Where was the player all this time?" Subspace stepped into the screen, with Biograft following behind him. "Don't tell me their sulking was too intense? This could've been solved if I was the one who—"
"Yeesh, can it down!" A booming, gruff voice was heard in your left headphone. Ban Hammer rested his hammer on his shoulder, with his other hand resting on his hip. "If it was anyone, it should've been me who they've been mainin'!"
"Yeah, Sub-Fart, can it down!" Coil snickered from behind, earning an offended huff from Subspace. "I disagree with that last statement, though."
"You're right, Coil!" Skateboard draped an arm around his shoulder, "Because it's supposed to be me! I can do tricks, be cool, and kill other players while doin' it!" Boombox's visor changed into pixelated sweat drops, as if he was unsure about this bantering.
Hyperlaser and Katana were in the background, but something in their posture told you that they also disagree with everyone.
"Hey, shouldn't we be focusing on [Username]?" Slingshot suddenly piped up, crossing his arms as his eyes were already on you. "You all are just scaring them even more!" His voice took on a more scolding voice. Shuriken also materialized out of nowhere—presumably after his skill of turning invisible.
"I agree…" Vinestaff nodded, her gaze slowly turning to the screen. "It must be quite a shock to them right now."
All eyes slowly turned to you.
Okay, what the hell is going on?
You froze in your seat, getting cold sweat and chills shooting down your body. Your skin prickled, getting the feeling of bugs crawling on you. Your heartbeat was unusually fast, to the point that you could hear it over the voices in your ears.
And this was the time where you found out that your game was sentient. How fun.
You're dreaming, you must be dreaming—
The first thing you did was scramble towards your device and immediately boot out Phighting—where the last thing you saw was their hands outstretching towards the screen with panicked faces.
…It's the 3AM air. It surely must be.
——
"Wait—!" Sword outstretched his hand, seeing your frightened expression before the holographic screen in front of them vvwoomped! out of existence, until it was a small ball and turned into a small wisp of smoke.
"…What did I tell you all?" Slingshot's eyebrow twitched in annoyance, "We should've done this gradually. It was supposed to be Sword, Rocket and Medkit first!"
"They must be really scared right now…" He proceeded to pinch the bridge of his nose, shaking his head in disapproval.
"Aw, don't worry, Sling!" Coil piped up. Everyone turned to him, seeing him casually sitting on the edge of a rip in reality. Well, their reality. "Lookie, what do we have here?"
"How did that happen?!" Shuriken exclaimed, wide eyed along with the others.
Somehow, after you've left the game, a tear in the fabric of reality happened.
In the blinding light of the rip, they could faintly see your face in your hands. Muttering about something—some words coherent.
"…probably….just dreaming…."
"…need…sleep…college lectures…morning…"
"They think it was just a dream." Medkit noted. "It is late for them, after all." He held his chin in his hand, pondering.
"Whaddya say? It's another chance!" Coil grinned, holding his hands up. "We could probably get out of this prison, anyway."
He suddenly swung his legs inside the rift, looking inside. "Huh. There's more inside."
"Are we even sure this is a good idea?" Slingshot interjected. "We don't know what's—"
"Nonsense! This is an opportunity to learn more about the player!" Subspace proceeded to speed-walk to the rift, poking his head inside. Biograft stared. "This could further my research and knowledge!"
Eventually, the others followed, taking their own peek inside the mysterious rift. Until the rift suddenly vacuumed them in—their exclaims echoing until there was nothing left…
Oh, you were really in for a surprise when you wake up.
PLEASE DO NOT PLUG MY WORK INTO ANY FORM OF AI, OR PLAGIARIZE IT. sleepyrinister [2026].














