Gathered my guts and write.

Plot? Will think about that later.

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"Where did you find him?"

Your head feels hurt.

"At the forest. Already like this when I found him."

Stratch that. Your entire body feels hurt. You can taste blood inside your mouth.

"Attacked by a wild youkai?"

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"I'll be back in just a moment, then." She doesn't seem like she's here to cause harm, but that could change; Just because a law is abolished doesn't mean people stop following it. Then again, they probably don't care about all that if they're on the roof in clear daylight...Still, this is a matter of the shrine itself. Kanako should be there, at least. Unless...No. Stop. No time for this. They're adults, they can make their own decisions.

Informed decisions.

Can't afford to waste any time. My steps are light and measured for only as long as it takes to break from their sight – the second I'm sure I can get away with it they leave the floor completely, being tossed about with each strained corner. It's a bit dangerous, but by the time I know my path I've arrived. Just being here this fast is somewhat disorienting, let alone the ride over. I wonder how Daichi deals with it?

Peeking over the side of the roof proves a mistake. Don't need to see any of that, thank you. "Excuse me, sorry for interrupting." A pair of sighs, one deeper, longer, and a second later.
"Twenty-five minutes too much for you?" I understand your frustration, but this is kind of important...
"Yes." Wait! "No." Well... "There's complications." Stop stumbling over yourself and
"Spit it out, woman!" No need to get all hostile on me!
Kanako coos softly, trying to calm him in the second I take to collect myself. "There's a reporter here asking about what happened and I don't know what to tell her."
It takes a long moment to get a reply, made even longer by the fact that I'm looking away. It's a lot easier to wait when you can see someone's at least thinking. "...Is her name Aya, by any chance?" And it's Kanako that finally comes through.
"Aya Shameimaru?"
"Fuck." Is there just something about this shrine that makes people answer simultaneously? "We'll be down in a minute. Thank you, Hina." I wish I could take some comfort in this, but th

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A new CYOA. I won't say this is my first nor will be my last so I'll pretty much be depending on experience for this once. You can give some tips of course and I'd prefer that. Title may not have any relevance at all depending on where the story will go. Never mind, vote for the following first, before we can get the fun started.

[x]Name
&
[x]Gender
-> Gender will have great effect on how the story will play out.

Oh yeah, our MC's attitude and personality will be based on how this CYOA will play out.

I'm gonna try and make this a short story considering that I'm trying to daily update two other stories, but considering how out of control the Orin story got I can't make any guarantees so...hey, forgive me if I'm biting off more then I can chew

"Really? He did that?"

"Yeah! I was like, so shocked too, ya know? I mean, what kinda guy does that these days?"

"Oh you know it, sister. Guys these days, major blech with a capital B, am I right?"

"Totally, but this guy, omigawd, he knew his way around with a tongue like--"

"Hey! What're you girls doing?! Back to work!"

Yep...gossipy crow tengu, doing what they do best. You tire of it so. It's grown weary on your tastes. You used to be such a womanizer. When you were younger, anyways. After a while, the crow tengu all...seemed the same. As did the white wolves as well. They were stuck up, while the crows were just too loose. Too...dumb to live, at times. That slut Aya is the worst of them, being ever so obnoxious and annoying. She likes to party, but she does seem to get in your way quite often, for some odd reason. You can't put your finger on it, but that woman has a personal vendetta against you.

However, while the crow tengu are loud and obnoxious, and the white wolves are strict and overbearing, there's one woman that stands out amongst the both of them, one absolutely perfect female that is the combination of everything good about both parties and has none of the downfalls of either. This delicious specimen of the estrogen bearing has been your current target for a while now, and no matter how much you try and refine your tastes, your tact and your habits, you just can't seem to snare her...yes, the crow known as Hatate Himekeidou.

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[x] Keep the upper hatch closed.
[x] Pull to the center of the road.

“Should I go up top?” Nitori asks, looking a little nervous. “If they have more of those rockets...”

“No. Let's not attack them till they attack us.” You hope this passive approach will work.

If you pull to the center of the road, you're more likely not to be knocked off into the fatal ditch. This vehicle has enough weight that they'd be hard-pressed to move you over a few lanes.

“So, we're not fighting, then?” Suika asks from your side. She's leaning forward between the passenger and driver's seat, trying to get a better view of the front screens. “These are the bad guys, right?”

“They might be. We'll see.”

The opposing cars close in, as expected. Upon closer inspection, only two of the people are without uniforms. Each truck has exactly four people in it; two inside the cab, and two in the open bed in the back. Only two of the people are not uniformed. They're both in the back of the truck behind you.

The passenger in the vehicle to your side, a uniformed man, looks at your vehicle. He's not directly looking at the camera embedded in the vehicle, but it's obvious he's trying to look at you. He shifts between looking at you and looking ahead at a sign hanging above the highway, pointing at said sign the entire time. The expression he's wearing is serious, but not entirely hostile.

He's clearly trying to get your attention. The sign is for an exit leading to some random road, not one you recognize. It's not a major route to anything. The gap to your side makes sense now... they're leaving you an opening so that you can turn.

They've really got no way to make you turn, it seems. They're all armed with weapons, AK-47's mainly, but no heavy weaponry that you can see. Nothing immediately threatening, but... you're field of view is still below the beds of their trucks. You can't see what's inside them.

[ ] See what they want. Take this next exit.
[ ] Screw them. Push through the opening between the lead car and the side on

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Many tales have been sprung about the mystic lands of Gensokyo, this little yet rich world, hidden from the view of humans by its Great Barrier. Many incidents have disturbed its peace and an unending spree of events and odd occurrences has been taking place in this little, recluse world of magic, Youkais and faeries. Most of the time, the events were settled by the token shrine maiden of this land, or, alternatively, by her friendly rival versed in black magic. Many times, others have decided to join in the fun of “incident-solving”. However, one of those incidents opposed the Token Shrine Maiden to a problem, the removal of her “Token” status. Indeed, the 12th Incident featured the appearance of a new shrine into Gensokyo, along with new deities and a new shrine maiden. Once their deal of problems dealt with, the latter even joined in the fun of incident-solving.

However, things have changed, an incident much unlike those of the past is about to unfold, one of great impact over the calm, falsely peaceful world. Rumors have already spread about the arrival of a strange yet mighty looking man coated in black. A devilish smile ornates his face with a handsome look and a deep scar slightly show on his forehead, half-assedly hidden behind his short, wild black hair. This man has apparently appeared recently in the lands of Moriya and rumors run wild that he has befriended its inhabitants, for the better or the worse.

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A week has passed ever since the rumors begin to spread all over Gensokyo, largely fed by the incessant blabbering of the Bunbunmaru Newspaper. Amusingly enough, while Miss Shameimaru was at first describing him as the best thing that could possibly have happened to Gensokyo, the tone of her articles begun to change to a more uncertain one. Admittedly, no one pays any true attention to her papers, but the shift in attitude has peeled the curiosity of some. According to the Bunbunmaru, he is a manly and strong man, but he is very shady and dangerous as well. Something about him just feels wrong.

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-“Hey there, I wasn’t expecting you so soon.” You pleasantly address the visitor that has quietly came for you.

Comfortab

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13 - Sunset upon Tomorrow FallenWritefag 11/10/07(Fri)19:42 No. 20681 File 131801655553.jpg - (159.61KB , 1000x750 , ac64db5df9397b2aca408bf0203374c8.jpg ) [iqdb] The trip back to the shrine grounds turned out to be eventless, satisfyingly enough. Since you already knew and could easily recognize your destination, flight had been the better option you opted for, as opposed to walking. You had been out for longer than expected and you wanted to make sure no one worried about your whereabouts for nothing. As such, wasting time - especially with random, unwanted encounters- was not something you were much fond of at this point in time. Without a noise, your feet reach the ground by the side of the lake. You take this occasion to observe it for merely a few seconds. The large landmark is quite beautiful, breaking the monotony of the mountain forests and peaks from up there. Down here, however, you can enjoy more clearly the clean and pure water which is much clearer than one would expect from a stagnant water body such as a common lake. Its most prized features, however, are the many small rivers sparking from the lake, slithering around the mountaintop vegetation and often ending in falls of varying heights and power. -“It looks like things started to get really busy for you.” A voice rises up casually from behind you. You stay motionless for a moment, taking another look at the purity of the water in the lake before you. The voice was easily identified as the resident goddess’. Besides, you could already feel her presence before she spoke up. You already knew she was nearby, but you couldn’t really tell if you landed here because you could sense her or if she moved here because you landed close to where she was, you had many things in mind when you reached ground level. -“Yeah, things are starting to get fun.” You turn around slowly. “What about you, any devilish plans you wanted me to set in motion? You seemed to like those; I’m fine with either yours or mines” you chuckle a bit. You spy a small smirk forming on the edge of Kanako’s lips as you say so. She is comfortably seated on the grass of a small elevated patch of soil overlooking the shore a bit. Her right leg rests on the ground while her left folded upwards, allowing her arm to rest on her knee as she ponders. It seems like she’ Message too long. Click here to view the full text.

>>	Anonymous 11/10/07(Fri)23:00 No. 20682 [x] Ask for the Tengu to introduce himself and talk a bit about himself. [x] There’s no needt t tell the Tengu about the war just yet Let's take it a bit easy before trying to convert him.

>>	Anonymous 11/10/08(Sat)00:33 No. 20683 [x] Ask for the Tengu to introduce himself and talk a bit about himself. [x] There’s no need to tell the Tengu about the war just yet Take it slowly.

She pats herself down, and readjusts the leggings of her pants. The crowd simultaneously turns towards the cause of the commotion. As Mokou looks up from tidying herself, she meets the crowd's eyes. All of them. And even keeps her gaze level. Nothing happens for a few seconds. Momiji and Aya are holding their breaths in. Then, like a snap, Mokou breaks the reverie and charges into the small army. For a moment, you can't really understand what happen. As you stare dumbfounded, you realize that you have to go and help her!

“Sorry, Aya, but you should stay back. I'd like to to help me, but I'm afraid the tengu's orders are none of my business.” She grumbles, holding out her camera. Angling herself in the right position, she manages to take a few pictures of Mokou's brawl with the youkai. Not letting yourself waste any more time, you sneak out of the hiding spot to avoid drawing attention to the tengu. Then, you walk into an open location, and push yourself into the mob. The group retaliates against you immediately, half of the battalion moving towards to fight back. The other half fixing its attention on Mokou, you lose sight of her. The youkai are fairly easy, but the sheer number of the group seems to crush you. Grabbing one of the youkai on its legs, you arc back and swing through the mob. From there, you can see Mokou through the breach. Shouting for her attention, she turns around, while incinerating a few youkai. She motions for you to come. Pushing back the youkai struggling to attack, you make a run towards Mokou. Halfway through, your knees suddenly buckle, losing all energy from the joints. You catch yourself, but the world tilts at an awkward angle. Blurry gray specks tint in the center of your vision. A white haired figure runs up to you, presumably Mokou.

“A-...-ou...-ay? You feel really dizzy, not perceiving anything right anymore.

“S-s...” you mutter out. “-ta...-tue.” And suddenly, she's gone. All you see now is a blur of colors, and hearing who-knows-what. A soft tink pops your eardrums. In the span of one second, everything pops back into its normal view, your eyes returning to focus. The ground

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