17 Per. So[cial Anxiety]. Na! (Persona 3/4/5 X OC)

-Fanfic Idea Start-

Picture this.

You were having a really nice day.

The sun was out.

The sky was blue.

The air was clean.

And all of that was utterly redundant because your bed was fucking amazingly comfortable.

Yes, there is no more fitting adjective for that bed description.

Supreme softness or something?

Anywho.

Now, from the comforts of my cushiony prison, I am suddenly...

Transported to Japan.

Okay... Sounds cool right? (Not).

Here's the fundamental issue:

Before the brutal realization of my sudden appearance in the land of the rising sun...

I had a dream.

Was it a good one?

You tell me.

A claustrophobic room, colored in blue.

A... Man... Creature... Thing.

With a comically large nose and bloodshot eyes.

A thing from nightmares, that thing.

"Welcome... To the Velvet Room!" His voice drawled with some kind of omniscient glee.

One... This room is colored blue.

This ain't no Velvet Room.

Azure Room?

Sapphire Room?

Blue Room?

Hello?

Ahem...

Second!

...COULD YOU PLEASE STOP STARING AT ME?! IT'S CREEPING ME OUT!

Of course, my response reflected my dismay and emotional state, communicating it clearly.

"H-Hey?"

...

That was a great, confident response, if I may say so myself.

But moving on from the ambiguous shit the long-nosed elf dwarf thing told me that I had only figured out far off into the future.

I discover a couple of things.

I have some kind of faulty system with faulty settings.

I am supposed to save the World.

Now, that would excite a man.

Any sane man.

The issue is...

I grow stronger with the power of friendship.

I'M NOT VERY ADEQUATE IN SOCIAL SITUATIONS YOU KNOW MISTER IGOR OR WHATEVER THE FUCK?!

COULD'VE CHOSEN ANYONE ELSE TO BE YOUR TRANSPORTED WILD CARD GUY!

Now, luckily... These Mind Demons/Schizophrenia Monsters that are chilling rent-free in my head help me in that regard.

As I spoke and spent time with the Magician Arcana, I was sweating from confusion on what to say.

[Jack Frost suggests saying something funny.]

'Gee, thanks. Real useful aren't ya?'

[Jack Frost laughs at you with glee.]

-Fanfic Idea End-

This is basically a realistic take of a Socially Anxious dude getting transported to Persona 3/4/5 and how he tries to "beat" those games and save the world.

Or more accurately he's playing those games on [Real As Fuck] Difficulty setting.

No static dialogue options and such, relationships can reverse and so on and so forth.

The dude's personality would probably be the Male version of Bocchi from Bocchi The Rock with a little touch of craze and slurs.

Idk, sounds like a fun idea to go with.

Also, the Persona give boosts in the games for Social Links, so I think here, they won't be talking outright.

But give subtle hints and suggestions like Jack Frost just did.

...How useful they are is questionable tho XDDDDDDDDDDDD