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Ran worriedly knocks on Yukaris door "Yukari-sama, Yukari-sama! you've been in there all day, and it's time to eat!". Ran reaches for the door handle, but before she can turn it Yukari opens the door looking somewhat content. Ran looks at Yukari a bit put off "Don't say you were doing what I think you were doing.". Yukari replies "Oh, oh no. I've been experimenting with my borders~" she smiles and tilts her head slightly "So what's for dinner Ran?". Ran, quite unamused, replies "While not as disgusting, there are some things you shouldn't play around with Yukari-sama. And we're having this uh.. pizza thing master requested.".
"Lovely!" Yukari adjusts her pants and leads the way down to the dining hall with Ran following close behind. They both sit down and start eating, it tastes pretty great, then again, the outside world has many new pleasant tastes to discover. Ran is still a bit somber however, due to Chen being sent off to a private school, but on the other hand, it had given Yukari reason to bring Ran with her on her trips. Ran sighs in her mind and wishes she could explore this outside world alone without having to worry about her exhibitionist master of hers. "It really is troublesome." Ran says quietly.

Yukari quickly catches onto Rans mood and after finishing the food Yukari stands up and looks at Ran questioningly. "Eh? Master?" Ran slowly stands up, looking confused "Was there something wrong with the food?". "No Ran, there seems to be something wrong with you, and we're not talking about your 'high moral values' no~" Yukari puts her hands down on the table whilst looking at Ran all stern "Do you need a break from your shikigami duties Ran? It could be arranged.".

Ran looks down and tries to take her eyes off Yukari "N-no no, no that's not it, I'm a good servant and I never would pa-..." she is silenced by Yukari slamming the table lightly "No Ran. I declare you to be absolved of your shikigami duties until summer is over. Is that understood Ran?" Yukari walks around the table placing her h
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Err..what?
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Bumping that story.
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Phantasmagoria of bumping a story over two years old.

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I stop the car.
“Wonderful.”
I open the window, taking a deep breath. That doesn't stink like petrol. That's unusual but great.

I admit that I had a serious doubt before. Buying a house in the middle of nowhere was stupid, even for me. But I couldn't help it. I was walking, focused on my recent problems, and then I saw that picture of the house, on the estate agent's window. It was like a divine revelation, and I though “I have to buy it”. So I stopped instantly to read the ad.
'Great house, size of a mansion, some repairs needed but still affordable. Very isolated, no problem with neighbours.'
Exactly what I needed. I bought it instantly.

And now that I'm in the middle of nowhere, I don't regret it. Sure, it's an old house, it probably doesn't have electricity nor Internet. But the good thing is that I won't be constantly pestered by my editor. And I'm ready to pay good money for that.
I open the boot. Several bags, but I'll only need one for now. That house is old, so I should clean it a little. And that's why I brought this!
“A solar-powered vacuum cleaner! Since there are no energy in that house, solar panel is the way to go!”
Damn I'm so awesome and cool!


If only I could have some sun, of course. I quickly look at the vacuum cleaner's battery level.
“5 percent. Curses.”
This will take a while before it's fully charged. Oh well, I'm not going to clean that house right now. I need to explore it first, figure out how much it'll cost me to make it habitable.

From the outside, I can already see that the front need some paint. And the shutters are all rusty. Just opening them will be a pain in the neck. And I'll need to paint them too, but with some uninhibiting paint.
So far, it looks like a typical European mansion. I briefly wonder why a house that old in the middle of such a remote area looks like an European mansion, but maybe it was built during the Meiji restoration, when Europe was the fashionable.
Taking a key from my pocket, I open the main door, and I enter.
“Oh. Okay.”
I walk back to my car
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“Wake up.”
At first, I ignored the man's order. I was feeling fine, sleeping in a comfortable bed, oblivious of the world around me. There was no way for me to obey an order going against my desires.

Until the voice came again, this time slightly angry. “Wake up.”
Obeying it, I woke up, and, for one moment, I saw Merlin staring at me. I tried to hold her, to hug her like a father would hug his daughter, but her form melted away, and a stranger stood in her place. I wanted to stand, to ask him what the hell was happening, but my arms were jelly.

I saw him smiling, and I instantly hated him. It was a fake smile, the smile of someone thinking he's a good actor when he's in fact easy to read. It was the smile of someone following a plan, and understanding that, for now, it was all working according to it.
I tried to ask him where I was, and what was going on, but I couldn't speak. I could barely lift my eyelids, and the stranger's form was still blurry, like a badly compressed movie.
His face was all distorted, like ink underwater, and, other than his smile, the rest of his facial features were blurred beyond recognition. Beyond him, was a bright light, constantly flashing at me. Did I passed out while visiting the dentist?

When he began speaking, it was in a very strange voice, as if he was reciting words without understanding them. “How do you feel? Blink twice if you feel fine.” I blinked only once. “Ha. Listen, you had a bad accident.” I had an hard time understanding his words. Maybe it was a drug, or brain damage, or maybe just an inability to understanding how severe my condition was.
This time, I managed to speak a few words. “What happened?”
The stranger ignored my question and kept speaking “Don't worry, you're safe now. It will be difficult, but I'm certain we can fix it. We can fix you.”
I felt a syringe penetrating my arm, and something cold being injected to me. I fell asleep again.




“... and that's how you... Are you listening?”
The nurse gently slapped my shoulder. I shook my head, trying to wake up. When he started speaking, I started dozing off.
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>Nurse Birch.
>Dr. Emil something.
>on top of a lake.
>character is a writer.
Inb4 the Dark Presence takes the doctor.

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==

~Renko's Adventure~

A Story In Infinite Pastries.

ver. 0.9.9.9d

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' ... well,' you address Shanghai; trying to include Hourai is difficult, she's looking down at her sister's feet, glum and disinterested. 'How about you tell us where your mother wants us to meet her, and we'll head there later? We all need to go home for a little bit first.'
'Oh, um ... ' Shanghai bites her bottom lip and bunches her skirt in both hands. 'I don't know if we can do that ... ' She trails off, glancing at Hourai for help. The red sister barely looks up, but frowns gently all the same.
'Mom would be sad.' Hourai mumbles.
'Yes, our Mother would be a little upset if we gave out her current address, you see. I'm really sorry!' Shanghai gulps and puts her hands together, trying to smile through the nervous tension in her face. Yoshika keeps a level gaze at the twins; the muscles in her back are like a coiled spring.

'So either we come with you now,' you let the suggestion hang in the air. 'Or else what?'
' ... or else nothing! Nothing! No, no! That's not what we're here for!' Shanghai's bubbly expression turns into a mask of distraught horror at the suggestion, but Hourai doesn't react. 'We were only supposed to see if miss Yumemi here was in the office, and if she was, well, Mother would like to speak to her.' Shanghai regains some of her brightness, but her eyes keep flicking down the corridor, toward the back doors of the physics building.

Yoshika sees that too.

'What do you keep looking for, doll?' Yoshika rumbles at Shanghai, speaking through her teeth. The blue sister almost jumps out of her skin at the deep-throated growl.
'We're- we're not supposed to- I mean we're-!' Sh
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That depends on how Moscow see Maribel. Since Mary isn't a magician, will she just draw something normal or will she have seen something else that will affect the end result?
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Oh my, audience.

Oh my.

I love good write in votes.

New thread coming up, writing now.
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Thought so.

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==

~Renko's Adventure~

A Story In Infinite Panties

ver. 0.9.9.9c

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Sakuya just stares at Yoshika for a second. You reach over and place a gentle hand on her shoulder, through the blankets.
'Go on.' You say, nodding, being the good cop.
'Of course I saw a fifth!' Sakuya speaks through gritted teeth, around Yoshika's fingers. 'Your servitor-creature!'

You and Yoshika share a split-second glance of alarm; her sharp expression is just as surprised as you feel.

'We don't-' You start.
'You pretend weakness yet you ... you took from me what is mine!' Sakuya's eyes still shimmer with tears. 'Let go of me.' She says in a quieter voice, looking more and more like a scared teenage girl than a competent assassin. You remind yourself that last night she was going to kill Yumemi. Then you reach over and take Yoshika's arm.
'Ease down, ease down.' You say in a calm voice. 'Yoshika, come on, ease down.' You try to sound as much like Mary as you can: calm, soothing, gentle-voiced. Yoshika slowly lets go of Sakuya's chin, frowning hard at the girl, and Sakuya instantly jerks back, banging her head on the wall and wincing.
' ... look, Sakuya.' You clear your throat as Yoshika sits back. 'There really are only four of us. Anything you saw was not sent by us. What was it?'
Sakuya glares at you from behind her knees. You sigh and pinch the bridge of your nose.

'The servant of another appears at the scene of Yumemi's kidnapping.' Yoshika purrs slowly, thoughtful. 'And strips away her kidnapper's powers to move unseen and unheard. What does this tell us, Renko?'
'That somebody else is looking out for Yumemi.' You answer without hesitation, and then glance back at Sakuya. 'Was it a sort of black, fuzzy shape, l
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[X] No. Ask for another day. You're kinda busy today, but what if they came to see you tomorrow?

This way, we get to pore over whatever pertinent information we might have gained, and could potentially end up better prepared for our meeting.
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That's pretty much exactly what I'm saying, in a much less wordy form.

But if she is going to be evil and want to kill us in the end, then she probably desires knowledge. The knowledge of what Rika was doing. (To the effect of asking us to 'give her that book') So, it is best to go and find out what is in that book, along with everything else, before we're forced to make a choice whether to give it up.

Although, if it comes down to such a situation, what should we do? Barter? Knowledge for knowledge? Knowledge for doll? Etc. This is all assuming that she wants the books/papers/what's in them. If she wants Yumemi... well, can we even make that bargain? At that moment, I don't think so.

The biggest advantage we have is that Renko is not a mage, as you did point out. Renkodoesn't think like the rest of them, and as such can appeal to the cynics and the disaffected. But are her beliefs strong enough to turn another mage, or will Alice be too set in her ways to budge?
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Finally I am back.

New thread will be starting shortly!

Interesting discussion.

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This isn't going to be a serious thing, or even a good one. It's just a way for me to blow off steam, typing up little snippets of story that take less than a day to put today. I'd say "don't expect the plot to go anywhere", but there isn't really a plot, either.

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“This isn't a toilet,” you say.

You're right. This isn't a toilet. What this is, in fact, is some sort of rural congregation that's spread as far as you can oculate. You find this particularly uneven considering you're all but certain the sign on the opposing side of the door you just came through established men's washrooms within. Still, you turn about to recheck.

It's the wrong door entirely.

The door you've got your opticals set upon is clearly that of the glissadable variety, while you're all but positive that the type you opened featured the usual sort of turner. Needless to say, this is enough to set you completely turvy. It doesn't help, either, that you came primarily to go.

...Well, problems get deproblemed one at a time, don't they? You find facilities first, and then you'll deal with the locus-pocus. You're sure somefellow's got a privy privy.

Five minutes of door-a-dooring later, you're considering it a serious probability that somefellow is actually nofellow. Either that, or the entire populace's inhospitable. You're not sure which you'd like least.

[_] Uncease knockage
[_] Vox off
[_] Desperate temporations...
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[x] Nomination

Oh, this thing! This'll be good.

>you're absolutively thundered to see two tufts of earage that suggest evolution went a hard bank about class Mammalia and only just caught up.
This made me snicker.
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[x] Nomination

Suddenly everything is clear.

This is the Mad Hatter's introduction to Gensokyo.

This is why hats.
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[x] Nomination

It's only polite to introduce ourselves.

I quite like this style. Reminds me of >>/forest/23861.

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==

~Renko's Adventure~

A Story In Infinite Pants

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'How do you-' You begin to blurt out, and then clamp down on your own words, faintly embarrassed.
'Hmm?' Yoshika cracks one eye open again and stares at you with a lazy expression.

Okay, time to admit it to yourself.

'How do you know that me and Mary have a thing for each other?' You frown, at Yoshika. 'It is really that obvious? ... I mean, I have a thing for Mary, that's true, I think. I dunno if she feels the same way. We've been friends for years. I've known her for more of my life than I haven't known her. Aheh ... funny really, isn't it?' You cough to stop your nervous tension making you run your mouth at maximum speed. You've never actually said this out loud before; you never imagined the first time you'd admit it would be to a nude zombie-woman lying on Mary's bed. Today is turning out pretty damn weird.

'Some lovers fall together, by chance and circumstance, they love those who are next to them,' Yoshika murmurs, her voice slower than before; you swear you can detect a hint of far-off sorrow in her voice as she continues. 'But some lovers are drawn together, no matter where they stand. A hundred leagues apart, wed to the wrong partners, speaking different languages, and they will still find each other.' She nods slowly, and then closes her eyes again.
'Sounds a little melodramatic.' You comment quietly, feeling embarrassed.
'If you have experienced it, you can see it in others.' Yoshika says. 'Yes, it is obvious. To me.'

She falls silent; an unspoken question hovers on your lips.

'You mean you've-' You start.
'A long time ago.' Yoshika grunts, frowning sharply. 'I don't wish to discuss it.'
You puff out a sigh.
'A
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On a completely random note... did anyone else notice "A Story in Infinite Pants"?
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Perhaps it refers to Renko's mysterious ability of lesbianing her way into any characters pants.
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Everyone did, son.

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...

I sat up from the wooden floor in front of the house and looked up at the sky, slightly groggy.

The sky is glowing bright lavender and the cherry blossoms are just starting to bloom.

I'm still tired, but I don't know, maybe I should stop being lazy right now.

[ ] Just lay back and gaze at the lavender sky once more.
[ ] Go inside the house and see if there's anything to do there.
[ ] Take a moment and try to remember what you were supposed to be doing in the first place.
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[x] Are you kidding me? We're still going to Mayohiga. (1)

Because I want to piss off people.
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Sorry for the week long delay. I'm pretty sure it's been longer than that, but I'll update tomorrow/today.

Taking the vote as:
[X] Try to convince The Hakkero to come with us to Mayohiga. (1)

I apologize, >>27460.
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I bet you I can get Choja to feel guilty by not posting anything of significance here!

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The dead-eyed, bruise-coloured girl reaches toward you with that same, painfully slow, precise motion. Her fingers stretch toward you face, her eyes focus on nothing. She looks exactly like a puppet, being controlled by a lazy, distracted puppeteer.

'Hey, woah there.' You move your head back slightly as she reaches for you, without actually stepping away. She's so slow that you could run circles around her, even as exhausted as you are. 'Let's just take it a little slower, yeah?' You ask, but she doesn't stop reaching, fingers curling around like claws, hovering for your throat. 'Aheh, yeeeah, let's just ... ahem.' You side-step, keeping her just beyond arm's length. She grasps at the air.
'You. May.' She speaks again in that same broken voice, and you step sideways again as she turns, trying to work out what to do. She's reaching for your throat, hands hovering in the air at just the right height to strangle you, but she hasn't got the speed or the motivation - or maybe either - to actually grab you. Or maybe she's trying not to.

'You don't want to do this, do you?' You mutter to the slow-moving woman.
'Come here. Stand.' She speaks again, her expression slackening even further. She moves slower, and slower, and slower, until she's barely turning at all.

You step around behind her, examining her from every angle. She's not even carrying anything; her pockets are flush against her thighs. No phone, no wallet or purse, no keys, no anything. Just the clothes on her back.

And the outline of something underneath her shirt.

At first you thought it was the edge of a brastrap, but it's too thin, and too low down. And it's what's making the rustling noise as she moves, or tries to move.
'Excuse me.' You say softly, and then take the back of her tshirt carefully with thumb and finger, and lift it up.
You're silent for a few moments, shuffling sideways as she moves slowly in a circle, trying to turn to face you.
'Wow.' You breathe out eventual
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[x] Take her advice, go sleep Mary- you mean, see Mary! Dang you are tired, you'll get to napping soon.

'tis sleepytime
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[x] 'How do you know me and Mary have a thing for each other? Is it that obvious?'
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Okay, THP. Here I am.

I will only be able to update this story during evenings and weekends (excluding this Saturday, when I will be busy). Each update will not be very long, but it will be pretty fast, and we'll see how many I manage with the time I have. For now, I'm going to do a couple to begin, and then go to bed.

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~Renko's Adventure~

A Story In Infinite Parts

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The raindrops pattering against the window fade back into your vision; you rub your eyes with your fingertips, you squeeze the bridge of your nose, you take a deep breath.

You are very, very tired.

You are Renko, and you are standing on the top floor of the physics department, on the university campus. You have just pulled an all-nighter, and handed in the last essay of term five minutes before the deadline, after walking through pouring rain and with the thunder chasing at your heels. On one hand, you feel pretty damn good about yourself. If there were two of you, then there would be a high-five right now. On the other hand, you feel exhausted, and wet, and hungry, and lonely. You stand at the window which looks out over the back of the campus, across soaked concrete, rusted metal railings dripping in the rain, and sticky asphalt like black liquorice under the torrent of water outside.

The rush of the all-nighter is wearing off, replaced with deep, bone-grinding tiredness. The bustle of other students around you dries to a trickle; now the deadline has passed they're all off to party, or get drunk, or ... whatever it is they do. You watch some of them leave, blinking hard to force the dull ache out of your eyeballs. When you shift, your boots squelch. Everything is wet. Your hair is wet. Your skirt is wet. Your underwear is wet. Your socks are wet. The only place which is not wet is inside your bag.

You're starting to get cold.

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[ ] Find somewhere to warm up.
[ ] Head home. Too tired.
[ ] Find your cell phone.
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She's particularly less reliable in her SoPM profiles as her PMiSS ones had various recorded remarks from other people about them.
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True. The writefags will probably just ignore it and write the characters however they want. And I'm completely fine with that.

Also, can't break the tie because I don't want to look like a votespammer. Or HY could just flip a coin...
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[X] Let her touch your face. Maybe she's going to show you?

One tiebreaker, coming up.

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Your cute face is something I will never forget. It's because of what you did that I'm able to look back and be the most thankful that I chose you...

The same cars. The same buildings. The same people. For a while now, it's all felt rather boring to you. Deep inside, something inside you makes you want to forget you ever socialized with humanity. That's not to say it's effected your general mood though, you haven't noticed any changes about in yourself...yet. But it just seems like lately, the world has been disappointing to a deep part of you somewhere inside. Somewhere inside you, is something that wants to be free, to get out and reject the standards of today's world. Everyone bustling back and forth, waking up, eating their meals, going to work, coming back and sleeping again. It's a distasteful routine that the 'something' inside you is not ready to accept. Something about the whole world just seems so...ordinary.

As you're dealing with that though, you notice you've finally arrived home, a small, modest apartment in a rather quiet neighborhood. No incidents ever happen, nothing exciting ever comes around. Just the apartments and the people that go about their mundane lives everyday. It never changes. Inside your little abode are just as modest living quarters. Nothing exciting, in fact, it's a little bland, and almost poor. You have no bed to sleep on, just a comfy little futon. Your TV is barely 11 inches large. And is still analog, despite the recent coming of digital broadcasting going about. Your bathroom is just barely large enough to house a small sink, a toilet, and a stand in shower. Your kitchen is roughly the same size, as you have but a miniature refridgerator and stove to keep your food edible. The only thing that really sort of stands out is the large desk on one side of the room.

Anytime you had paperwork, needing to draw something, or anything that involved some sort of writing material, you would do it here. It was a very important part of the room, and thusly, your lifestyle. It's on this desk that you find a little envelope neatly placed on top. Did you even ge
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What the actual fuck?
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Never seen a bot?
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