[Video - U/N: Airplane]

[wrotetheworld]

[Well, there's a face few have seen for a few months. Including his pillow, most likely, because holy eyebags, Batman. Still, despite the exceedingly obvious sleep deprivation, he's grinning and looks absolutely proud of himself.

Which might have something to do with the thick bundle of paper he's holding as he beams at the camera.]

Finished it!

[Finished what? Good question! But for those who've glimpsed him in passing (day jobs are still a thing after all), he's been nearly constantly scribbling away at something.]

Wish Cucumber were here to show.

[ooc: I live!]

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[disgracedprince]

{Guess who is concerned? Guess who is fussing right outside your door? But he doesn't want to knock! That might be rude and disruptive.}

Qinghua? What have you been working on all this time?

[Action!]

[wrotetheworld]

[Don't worry about rude, because he's pulling the door open soon as he sees his message. And yep, looks just as bad in person, but still grinning.]

My new book! Still needs some editing, but the draft is done.

[Holds up a thick stack of paper, typed with small font and probably double-sided. Brevity is the soul of wit? Ha! Not in this house.]

[Action!]

[disgracedprince]

{Xie Lian brightens, hopeful, and immediately pulls Qinghua free of his writing cave. Food must be eaten. Sunlight must be felt.}

Will you publish it in Ellipsa?

{He blinks at the stack and shakes his head in amazement.}

You need a break.

[Action!]

[wrotetheworld]

[Shang Qinghua stumbled a little bit as he let himself be pulled, foot still asleep from sitting on it longer than he should have.]

That's the plan. It's a transmigration story, so I'm not sure how well readers back in my last world would understand it. Using some of my own experiences, you know?

[Because oh does he have lots of experience there. Ducks his head at being called out.]

Eh... maybe. I hate inedia anyway.

[Action!]

[disgracedprince]

{That's okay. Xie Lian can support him - or carry him!}

You know I'm going to read it. {Head's up. Censor those naughty bits sir - or don't. You know what? Don't. It's more fun that way.}

No one likes inedia. {He guides Qinghua to the dining room and then hurries to the kitchen to gather food.}

[Action!]

[wrotetheworld]

[He's very portable.]

Well, you've got access to the author when it comes to confusing things about the modern world.

[Well... Xie Lian's married, right? And he knows they're not exactly chaste together. Spends certain nights at hotels for a reason.

...Maybe still mark them.]

Right? Man is made to eat food. But I'm kinda leery about eating at the keyboard, considering what happened before.

[Action!]

[disgracedprince]

{He is a cutie and Xie Lian wants to take care of him.}

I do! I would love to learn more. What better way than through your writing?

{Ahem. No. They are not chaste. If Qinghua looks hard enough, he will see Xie Lian is chock full of ghost energy. There's a reason for that.}

I don't want you eating there anyway - for exactly that reason!

{Xie Lian brings over food after heating various things up. Eat!}

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[mayoninofukucho]

That's a whole tome. Don't tell me you relapsed!

[With the unhealthy lifestyle Shang Qinghua's been living before his transmigration, that term seems appropriate!]

It is a sequel of your first one, or something new altogether?

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[wrotetheworld]

Relapse? It's not a drug addiction!

[Huffs at him.]

Something new. I try not to write about real people, unlike a certain shizhi I know. And they might not have been real when I wrote about them before, but they sure are now! And could show up aaaanyday now.

[Please do. Especially his king. Or Mu-shidi, or Wei-shixiong. Misses those two.]

Proud Immortal Demon Way wasn't my first one anyway. Just the first one that sold well.

[mayoninofukucho]

So are all the characters in your new novel real now, too? Is that just a power you have?

[Somehow, he never questioned that part of the story until now...]

What if you walk right into their world as part of the interdimensional exploration project the Research Centre has going on?

[Imagine that!]

[wrotetheworld]

See, that horrifying idea is why I don't write sci-fi. Though I could, because I absolutely have no such power. I was just a regular dude.

Besides, if I were going to get some power that I don't have to bust my ass for, I'd want it to be something like teleportation or invincibility, not creating people who'd hate my guts because I wrote all their problems into being.

There's a reason I never tried telling my dear protagonist son, and it's not just because my System would have zapped me back to my corpse so fast.

[mayoninofukucho]

Hang on! If it's not a special power, how do you know how the system works? I mean, you didn't set it up this way on purpose, so how do you know the rules?

[Is he asking too many questions? Maybe, but there aren't many people he can talk meta with!]

[wrotetheworld]

Because that little psycho AI talks, of course. I haven't heard it since I got here though, so I think it can't reach me here.

[Which, since he's told someone about it, is a good thing.]

Back there, if I let slip anything that might give it up, here comes all the threats. Oh, this thing is plot essential so I can't deviate? Better not try or gonna take points! And on the same fucking breath, no problem if I smashed my king's head in when we first met. You know, years before my protagonist was even born. The protagonist he's supposed to become the right-hand man of.

[Does he have a little venom for the System? Ooooh yes.]

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[roundandaround]

Wow, you must've been working hard for a long time! Hi! What'd you write, I bet it's great!

[wrotetheworld]

Adventure fantasy transmigration novel! Write what you know, right?

[roundandaround]

That is so cool! I thought it took years to write a whole novel like that!

[wrotetheworld]

Ha. I used to pump out tens of thousands of words a day.

[roundandaround]

Is that what they call being a genius...?

[wrotetheworld]

Think that's what they call the need to pay rent, or possibly too much energy drinks, but I'll take the compliment!

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[physicianhealthyself]

[Oh, he had been wondering where Shang Qinghua had got to.]

What have you finished, pray tell?

[wrotetheworld]

[Hunched in front of his computer, mostly.]

My book! Well, a draft of it anyway.

[physicianhealthyself]

Ah! How wonderful, congratulations.

[Such achievements should always be celebrated.]

And what is the subject?

[wrotetheworld]

Thanks. This one didn't take nearly as long as my last, but it also didn't end up being as long as my last either.

[Ha, tell that to his favorite hater.]

Bit of romance, bit of palace intrigue. Lots of spice.

[physicianhealthyself]

Oh!

[Somehow, this was not what he expected to hear. He does a very poor job of covering his surprise and also his subsequent curiosity.]

Is-- is that so? [Definitely doing a terrible job of hiding his interest.] And what... inspires you to such things?

[wrotetheworld]

Fun? Spite? Used to be food and rent, but I've got those pretty covered these days.

[ooc: Five whole months later...]