(Direct continuation of Short #3 found here: >>/th/118235 )

What is something if it isn't yours? As the number of people in Gensokyo, so too are the number of responses.

"Something to be treasured."
"Another worthless piece of trash."
"Control."
"Retaliatory grounds!"
"I...don't think about things like that."
"For me, it'd be something only those groundlings enjoy."
"Inconceivable, I own everything anyways!"
"Crystals...and I wouldn't have much need of those."
"Everything I want is right here beside me."

But for me, if something isn't mine, that something is one word: "Mine."

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Alice Margatroid, having bid farewell to Reimu and company, started on the path towards her house. It had been a long day. While she hadn't been in the know about what had happened recently, Yuuka Kazami being put to death in a public demonstration in front of many of the power players of Gensokyo for the death of Marisa Kirisame (her best and closest friend) was almost too much for her cold and calculating mind to take in one setting.

As proof, when she entered her home, nobody welcomed her back home. An Hourai doll lay listfully on the counter next to the door instead of happily greeting her master. Two Shanghai dolls and one London doll sat on the table in their respective positions, none of them writing about how much fun they were having. Another Hourai doll sat close to the light button, unable to turn on the lights. And Alice knew about the other ninety-five dolls in her house, all having a unique function in welcoming her home. She didn't bother with any of them.

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Upstairs, in her bedroom, she changed her clothes in an almost mindless manner and then set herself down on her bed. So much had changed in the past seventy-two hours. Everything she had been working for was gone. She had set herself on making an autonomous doll, not for her own sake but just to help Marisa with cleaning her house. The few

"You're...leaving?"

"Yes, Chen. I think it's okay though. You're a big girl now. You can take care of yourself."

...that was the day where it all began. When Master Ran told me I wasn't going to be her shikigami anymore.

I was a good few hundred years old by that time. I could have easily taken care of myself then, just as she said.

But...that wasn't why I was sad.

"No! Don't leave me! Y-You're-"

"Chen. I don't know when I'll see you again, but I promise, I won't be gone forever."

Master Ran and Master Yukari went somewhere...I don't even remember anymore. But they had to leave Gensokyo. Maybe they didn't, actually...I don't remember. My memory of that is very fuzzy.

"But...but...who will I..."

"You have your friends to keep you company right?" ...my friends... "Even if you lose them, I'm sure you could make new ones." ...new friends... "I know that no matter what, you will not feel alone in this world. I have faith in you, Chen."

...even if I had friends...I still felt alone...

My friends were a tight circle of other young youkai I had kept close to my heart. Wriggle, Mystia, Rumia, Cirno, they were a group I could never let go. After Master Ran left, they were all I had, so they took me in and we had lots of fun together. We didn't play the same games we played when we were smaller, but we were inseperable.

...or, well, so I thought, anyways...

"Why are you always so bitter?! Look at yourself!"

"I haven't changed, it's you who's changed! What makes you think you can be so clingy all the time?!"

...maybe she was right. Maybe I had gotten bitter...

"All I want is a hug once in a while, is that so much to ask?!"

"You ask for them all the damn time, Mystia! I'm tired of you depressing everyone over it so much!"

She was just having a hard time...instead of helping her with it I just rejected her...what was I thinking?

"Depressing

[x] Go back and open that freezer.


(http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qMfoRqbS-Ko)

What's behind that freezer door?

That door.

That door...

[x] Ask Tenshi to toss a huge rock at Aya’s house to bust open a hole in the wall. Wanton violence solves EVERYTHING!
[x] Maybe you can find someone to help persuade Reimu to let you in. Wonder where Marisa is right now?
[x] Wait…Offering box! Quickly go to Reimu’s shrine and hold the offering box hostage!
[x] Give up and go to Remilia’s castle.
[x] Go back and open that freezer.

Alright, I'm new here, so bear with me. This is my first published story... so please feel free to give feedback. As you all realize, this is a CYOA, but this one will take a turn and control two different Characters in individual storylines, connected but never meeting.... so... all I can say is... Enjoy!


YUKARI

Today was a good day, you thought to yourself. Around you, you can see the bright lights that fill the air as many different things move past you in a blur. Yes, you are in New York City. Normally, a magnificent youkai like you has no business in the human world, but today is a special day. Today is your good old friend Rinnosuke's birthday, and you had gone out of your way to get him something particularly special. In your arms is the new Ipad that he had been talking about for what seemed like the last month and a half. Loaded with just about everything you could find, you’re sure that he was going to simply adore this gift.

As the light changes, you begin your safe passage onto your last destination, the alleyway that concealed your border back into Gensokyo. You had concealed it well, placing it on the backside of a trashcan. It's a bit dark out, however, so you have to feel for the border's edges... and, feel as you may, you can't find anything. Using the light from the Ipad in your arms, you shine it onto the trashcan and gasp. The border was gone. Additionally, the light shines on two very confused, somewhat bulky men. The light must have taken their attention away from whatever was bothering them, but suddenly they turned their heads up towards you with a scowl.

Yukari, what do you do?

[] Try to reason with the thugs
[] Run like hell while you still can
[] Try fighting them off while you still can use Danmaku.
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Blake

Just where are you? Looking around, you can note that you’re surrounded entirely by purple light, with darkened eyes glaring out from the darkness. Despite the creepiness of the area, you’ve been trapped for a good ten minutes, and you’ve gotten quite used to the freefalling feeling. You clo

[x] Trust Tewi and go with her.

(Oh, and cheers to the fourth thread!)

Huh, maybe Tewi is genuinely afraid for your welfare. After all, you wouldn’t wish death by torturous experimental medicine testing on even your worst enemies (well, maybe not your WORST enemy…), so you run towards the door Tewi’s waving from and you jump inside.

You look around and see that you’re in a sort of operating room, complete with many different sharp instruments on a shiny metal table next to the surgical table.

*prick*

AW, SON OF A BITCH.

You get pricked in the left upper arm and you jump away from Tewi who was standing next to you while you were looking at the room. You go into a defensive stance, but your left bicep suddenly tightens very painfully as you flex your bicep uncontrollably. Blood begins to gush out of the oddly large needle wound and you demand Tewi to tell you what exactly she stuck you with.

“Pfft, hell if I know. All I know is that whatever it is I just injected you with, its doing a fine job of hurting you.” She gives you an evil grin and waves a rather large syringe at you.

You notice that she’s in a nurse’s outfit (which you could have sworn she wasn’t in when she was waving at you a few seconds ago) and you have a terrible feeling what she’s planning to do with you.

“Hey, don’t take it personally. If Eirin doesn’t have people to experiment on, then she’ll start using whatever’s available for the ‘good of the people’. So, its just survival of the fittest, capiche? That, and the fact that I just don’t like you at all, so be a good little boy and take your medicine.”
She pulls out a vial full of ominous green liquid from her skirt pocket and fills the syringe up with it.

“Ooh, I don’t know what this does, but it looks particularly nasty doesn’t it? Let’s find out what it does, shall we?”
She holds the syringe out menacingly and starts walking towards you with the door shutting behind her.

Wait! If you keep getting all sorts of chemicals injected into you, then wouldn’t that alter Eirin’s test results and thus not benefit the people at all? You try to re

Hokai, new thread, vote here for the continuation of my previous post.

Here are your options again:

[x] Wake everyone up and go Alice’s house. You have to apologize to her for not being at Aya’s house in time to meet her.
[x] You need to cure that horrible urge inside you before it takes control again, try to find someone experienced in medicine to help you.
[x] Let’s go see how Reimu’s doing.
[x] Who was that green haired person from last night?

Hello my friends and welcome to Chapter two of "Just an Average Joe" (winning title by TwittyandStrange)

If you haven't read the story up till now...well, good luck finding it as it doesn't even have a title and I'm far too lazy to do anything about it. The story will pick up from here as Joe is about to (finally) make his way over to Kourindou...

Howdy! Let’s play a CYOA like survival game where the main objective is to avoid getting kidnapped by Yukari and being taken to Gensokyo. Lucky for you though, she has the courtesy to send you an “invitation” beforehand so you can prepare. You see, Yukari‘s grown bored of watching people die helplessly after kidnapping them and letting them run around Gensokyo, so she‘s decided to give you a fighting chance. You, on the other hand, don‘t plan on going off to your doom and will resist. However, going to Gensokyo doesn’t exactly net an instant bad ending, but the only way to “win” is to be able to survive and thrive or make it back to the outside world. Or, if you’re clever enough, you can convince Yukari to either leave you alone or evade her enough to make her give up (but if she catches you after evading her for so long, she might not take you to a nice place). The choices I give are just personal suggestions on what to do, but creative suggestions will almost always guarantee a good event, so think outside the box and don’t forget to use your surroundings! You can find/purchase/use items to help in your survival and skills are randomly given depending on your choices.

Anyways, to start out, you are Joe, an average boring guy with an average boring life and you are currently sitting. Kinda want a new name because Joe just screams average, but there is a more pressing matter at hand. There is a letter on the table that you just finished reading that says, “Congratulations, human! Your life will no longer be the bland, mediocre existence that you‘ve come to represent! I’ve personally chosen you to go on a one-way expedition to the wonderful land of Gensokyo! I suggest getting a survival kit and a weapon to make friends with. Otherwise, you will end up all alone like everyone before you. Don’t take too long, I’ll come by shortly to pick you up. Love, Yukari”. The letter itself has beautiful ornate designs on the sides and there is a faint but pleasant smell emanating from the envelope, but that’s not what captivates your attention at all. It’s the fact that you woke up with the letter on your chest and someone had to break in to your home to deliver it to you that m

Also known as 'A Touhou RPG - Thread two'

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[x] Home run

The door practically bursts off its hinges, a visible column of air ramming outward. A dark shape flies toward you, and you instinctively knock it away with the side of your sword. Only as it soars into the air above you, orphaned fedora gently spiraling down, that you recognize the shape as Renko.

Crap, crap, crap.

She lands, spinning, on top the roof, bounces once, and lies there, groaning dazedly.

Craaaap.

A sharp, forceful step snaps your attention back to the doorway, where a tall, silver haired woman now stands, a shimmering, ghostly sword in her hands. Very much a woman.

You take a step back, bringing your sword out in front of you, when she unexpectedly sighs, waving away her weapon. Her stance relaxes, and she brushes of her dress.

"Sorry. It's been awhile since I had any human visitors," she says, bowing. You return it with an awkward bow of your own. "Ah, come on in." She turns, beckoning to you with a raised hand. "Actually, wasn't there another person with you?"

On cue, Renko attempts to roll over, dislodging herself from the roof. She rolls quickly to the edge, bouncing up slightly from the gutter, and drops, spinning once more, for the ground.

"Ah-"

Just as you start to move, the woman calmly extends her hand, catching Renko with ease. Just as easily, she slings her over her shoulder and steps back into the house. Stunned, the two of you follow her inside in silence.

Everything past the entrance is buried in books. In most cases, that would be an exaggeration, but now it's an understatement. Towers of books reach almost to the ceiling at some places, and the floor is practically invisible. In the corner of the room, you'd swear you can see a bookshelf made of books.

"Please, make yourself at home. I'll get some tea." She sets Renko heavily on a relatively clear spot on the couch.

"Unngh..." groaning, Renko sits up and looks around. "What time

"This is my judgment. You are black." Shikieiki Yamaxanadu sighed at the recording of her very first real trial in Gensokyo. Since then, she had gone on to judge many other cases, but this was the first where she was not the judge, jury, and executioner. In the defendant's chair, she had been squirming nervously while her fellow Yamas in the jury tried to make eye contact with her. They weren't successful. Currently called to witness was Reimu, being asked questions by the prosecution and then by the defense. The western-styled trial was mainly due in part to the influence of the reigning Yama, who happened to be raised in North America. Shikieiki, along with many other non-western Yama, were very unfamiliar with the process, so it took a little while before the trial actually started. This only served to heighten the formerly stoic Shikieiki's nervousness, as if she already knew what the verdict would be.

"May I call Eiki Shiki to the stand."

Shikieiki cringed at the sound of her almost-forgotten name. It was her turn, her time to speak her mind. It was her chance to show everyone her side of the story.


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Excerpt from the Official Transcript of the High Enma's Court, XXXX, Apr XX

Pr (Prosecutor): Please state your name and your occupation.
Sh (Shikieiki): My name is Eiki Shiki, and my job is to weigh the souls that come before me and pronounce judgment on them.

Pr: So, in other words, you are a faithful Yama, correct?
De (Defense Lawyer): Eiki, don't answer that.
Sh: My lawyer has advised me to abstain from answering that question.

Pr: So you will refuse to answer the questions your lawyer doesn't want you to answer?
Sh: That is correct, yes.

Pr: Alright then. How long have you been in your occupation?
Sh: Since I was fourteen years of age.

Pr: I would like to hear the amount of years, Eiki.
De: Objection! She doesn't have to answer that!
Ju (Judge): Prosecution, why is this information necessary?
Pr: This is important; it's a lead-off question.
Ju: Alright. Objection overruled. But there