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26197No. 26197hidewatchexpandquickreply
Today begins a tale of a special meeting between two eternally young maidens. Though they have the same meeting every two weeks, every time, and have done so for years now, This is the first of these meetings in which you may be proud to bear witness to.

However, before we begin, a question must be asked.

Are you the Beauty Witnessed from Afar, or are you the Eternally Burning Flame?

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[]Pretty moon girl
[]Pretty bird girl
[]Fuck you, I'm a rabbit
[]LOUD INTERRUPTING PLATES

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I, MONONOBE NO FUTO, am of PROUD LINEAGE.

It is through the efforts of MY GREAT ANCESTOR, the 11th EMPEROR OF JAPAN, that the RELIGION of SHINTO, though INFERIOR, was GIVEN one of its GREATEST LITERARY WORKS. Under my FAMILY'S proud REIGN, did SUMO become SPORT, giving kappa EVERYWHERE a WONDERFUL NEW PASTIME. Under my HONORABLE ANCESTOR, did the CONSORT KAGUYAHIME NO MIKOTO, daughter of KING OTSUTSUKITARINE NO MIKO gain her FAME as an UNEARTHLY BEAUTY, and did the tale READ by CHILDREN ACROSS JAPAN come to being.

My NOBLE LINEAGE, though STEEPED in VILE SHINTO, Is responsible for the CREATION of LEGENDS!

DOES THE BLOOD OF LEGENDS NOT FLOW THROUGH ME? HAVE I NOT PRIDE!?

AM I NOT MONONOBE!?

I slam BOTH of my MIGHTY HANDS onto the WOODEN PORCH on EITHER SIDE of my MAGNIFICENT THIGHS, VALIENTLY ignoring the SLICKENED LIQUID SHAME on my FINGERS. I begin to PUSH MYSELF UP, VILE BURN BE DAM-

The HAKUREI yanks my PONYTAIL harder, RAMMING the GOHEI so far DOWN my throat that I can FEEL the BURN in my poor STOMACH. Between the BLINDING PAIN and the VOMIT that EVEN NOW bubbles AROUND the blessed WAND, I feel my STRENGTH LEAVE me. As I FALL back on my RUMP, I am met with a HORRIFYING SIGHT, even through my TEAR-BLURRED vision.

The Hakurei LOOMS over me, like a MONUMENT to ALL of JAPAN'S CREATURES most TERRIBLE FEARS, the SUN, at her BACK, casting her in DREADFUL SHADOW. I cannot FIGHT the HAKUREI. I can only APOLOGIZE to EVERYONE that I've FAILED on this quest so SOON. I prepare to DIE like this, chocking on a MEAGER SUBSTITUTE for a PHALLUS. I APOLOGIZE to his HOLINESS, TOYOSATOMIMI NO MIKO, for NEVER returning HOME. I apologize to TOJIKO, for NEVER TELLING her that, for a SOGA, she's a VERY GOOD FRIEND. I APOOLOGIZE to the FUJIWARA, for NOT FINDING her and being the GREATEST HUSBAND a MAIDEN COULD DREAM OF for her. I APOLOGIZE to GORGAR, for NEVER figuring out her STORY. I apologize to the cute DELIVERY BOY who might have a CRUSH on me for STRINGING HIM along for FREE BOXES for my CAT. I apologize to SEIGA for-
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>>No. 26894
HMM? NEW THREAD, INCOMING!
>>No. 26907
Second thread:

>>26895


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25600No. 25600hidewatchexpandquickreply
// somewhere… //

“So… he’s still alive.”

“Yes, sir. All reports are pointed to him living in exile in the sealed land.”

“How can that be possible? The Soviet Red Army is not supposed to exist in modern days.”

“That’s what I first thought, sir, but he lives. In fact, he stumbled across the expeditionary team and led an attack on them.”

“He fought them?”

“Yes, sir, with the help of his… non-human team. I don’t want to give him credits, sir, but he… he completely annihilated our troops.”

“Impossible. Our technology’s supposed to be superior to that of Earthlings.”
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>>No. 26731
[X] Do it.

I can't believe it, this is still alive! I have hope in humanity once again.
>>No. 26829
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26829
Sorry for the delay, but I'll be off on Aidilfitri vacation. I see if I can have this story ready to be updated, but until then keep on voting. We must help our little soldier proposing the lunatic princess of the moon in the best Russian way possible.

Before I forget, happy (early) 4th of July, Americans. It's been 240 years, isn't it? Have an American shipgirl.
>>No. 27976
>>26829
I am still waiting for that 'do it', CATA. Any updates?


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26336No. 26336hidewatchexpandquickreply
I think I'm doing a pretty good job at not panicking.

When you consider how quickly and how thoroughly everything went off the rails, you could excuse me if I was panicking a bit.

But I'm not.

Seriously.

Instead of panicking, I'm just going to calmly try to assess the situation. Now that I saw that girl finally leave the area, I feel like I can head back into camp without getting danmaku'd or magic'd or whatever'd to death. I'll think about what lead up to this point while I'm heading back, then decide what to do from there. I will behave properly like rational military mind. I will not panic.

So initially, I was out checking on the mechanical purification spider probe to make sure it was still doing its purifying thing. On the way back down the mountain I decided to take some time away from camp to make some mochi for the other rabbits. I do that from time to time. I have my mallet, so I might as well do something productive with it. Everybody likes it and I like to keep morale up if I can. Suddenly out of nowhere I was challenged to a duel. I tried to act tough and do my job, but honestly I wasn't that hopeful about it. Danmaku is hard. I still haven't really got my head around using spell cards, and my power is unexpectedly bad for it.

I have various excuses for it, but they don't change the fact that I got trashed. There isn't really much of a better way to say it, though losing wasn't as bad as I had expected. It did stop me from making the mochi, which I was sad about, but otherwise it's better than getting blown up or shot with actual weapons. I guess these spell card rules that we're supposed to follow for some reason do make losing much nicer than some of the horror stories I've heard from the Lunar War. It did kind of leave me in an awkward situation though. I couldn't exactly head back to camp along with her when I lost. After I used my comms to tell the others she was coming I was just stuck outside stressing out until she was done doing whatever she thought was necessary to make us stop purifying the earth. Us rabbits don't really c
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>>No. 26672
[X] Yuzuki
[X] Ringo
>>No. 26673
[x] Chiyo
Jealous much? Heh.

[x] Ringo

Report!
>>No. 26675
Next thread: >>26674


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25981No. 25981hidewatchexpandquickreply
You awaken to the cries of cicadas, an indication of the blistering day to come.
Rolling out of your sweat-soaked futon, you drowsily push the wooden window open, exposing your
bosom to the sun and allowing the fetid air of your room to escape. The gardens stretch out in front
of you, the small river glistens in the morning light as a mercifully cool breeze wafts lazily
through the window.
During a pause in the cicada's song, you hear the door to the hall slam shut.

"My apologies Ojou-sama." whispers a voice from behind you. "I had not realized you had awoken."

"Sorry Akane." You reply, stretching in a vain attempt to dispel your drowsiness as you turn to
face the servant. "I couldn't hear you over that racket."

"You need not apologize Ojou-sama." she replied, head pressed against the tatami mats with a bundle
of clothing to her side.

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>>No. 25990
>>25989
sage goes into e-mail, not subject.

No point at the moment as there's not really another running story.
>>No. 26420
>>25989
Very nice choice of words you have in the OP, especially in the first few sentences.
How can I learn to write like this? It seems like you use a special vocabulary, as every writing of quality that I see of such nature. I know there's a lot of sensory detail, but I don't know how to pick the right words to tackle it. It's almost like poetry.
>>No. 26421
>>26420
Please make of sure of using sage when posting in threads that haven't been updates in a while. Thanks!


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26149No. 26149hidewatchexpandquickreply
Tewi is hungry.

She is holding a carrot.

Reisen is carrying a large stack of boxes and has her back turned.


[] Eat Carrot and be Full Bunny.
[] Chuck Carrot at Big Bunny.


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I said I would, and I did.
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>>No. 26193
border it is
link up soon
>>No. 26194
>>26193
Well?
>>No. 26196
http://www.touhou-project.com/border/res/29984.html

Soon was too strong a word, but fuck it, here's your story. Have fun, guys.


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26124No. 26124hidewatchexpandquickreply
Scanning...

Probable detected by [COBRA DANE] @ 22:17:05 GMT @ .082 degrees/horizon, est. slant range 16,215,034m.

Interrogating bogey...

Identifier code for ROCINATE-01 received by [MILSTAR-03 UHF] @ 22:17:38 GMT. Attempting contact...

Link established.

>EXIT NODE: DSCS-III-04
>TIGHTBEAM 28.27GHZ @ 153mbps
>ROCINATE-01 initial ping: 4/4 packets verified.

Authentication complete - telemetry datalink begun at 22:18:17 GMT:
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>>No. 26144
>>26143

Then can you tell us what's happening? I'm lost, but fascinated, and I feel like something involving missiles or crashing is happening.
>>No. 26165
I know we're about to get fucked in the ass by lunatics, but that's all there is. This is strangely engaging though.
>>No. 26195
>>26165
If the VAMPIREs are any indication, Remilia's working with the Eientei crew.


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23919No. 23919hidewatchexpandquickreply
So. New thread. I was gonna write a lot hating the new image, but what-the-fuck-ever, let's move on.

To more waiting around, I guess.
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[x] Look for real food, no way that abomination the "good doctor" gave was actually food everyone within ate; never mind the stereotypes on "hospital food".

…That was some real bullshit, what she just pulled; I can’t believe any self-respecting doctor would have an ass like that. Be an ass like that. Sure, it was all in good fun except for that part where I was coerced into obligatory contractual labor, and the part where a man’s hunger is no joke, but I can understand that; I can be sympathetic. A private hospital like this, ritzy and generous all at once, it probably needs to take advantage of any fiscally-sound opportunities it can get. I get that!

There’s just one little thing I can’t quite wrap my mind around: why am I still sitting here in this sort of situation? Like hell I’ll just politely wait around and starve.

With the faint groaning of – couldn’t be springs could it, I mean the bed’s a bit too thin for springs – something and the soft clap of bare feet onto cold tile, I’m standing confidently on my own two legs again for the first time in… too long. Deep breaths now, in and out – breathe in, good; breathe out – no nausea, no vertigo, and no loss of balance. The world doesn’t feel as though it’s been tilted on its side.

One step… Two steps, three steps…

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>>No. 26123
>>26122
>2 months since last vote
fuck you

also I'm changing my vote from >>26113 to
[X] "SO DID YOU WANT ME TO WEAR A COLLAR, TOO? YOU KNOW, SINCE YOU'RE SO INTENT ON MAKING ME YOUR BITCH."
because I wanted the Eirin option and fag-ass OP never answered my question in >>26117
>>No. 27977
I miss this story.
I still have hope though.
>>No. 28322
>>27977
This ADD buttfuckatron started up a whole new story just to leave it sitting dead for over a year and counting. Hope and Rapestove don't belong in the same sentence.


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26013No. 26013hidewatchexpandquickreply
Where are we?

What? Oh, haven’t the foggiest, my dear. But then, regaining consciousness somewhere strange is nothing new, hmm?

This time is different. There’s a breeze.

Oh, so there is. It’s wonderful. Where do you suppose we are?

I just askedyou that. You’re the one with control.

So you did. Right, just a moment.

I open one pair of eyes, then the other. Several blurry seconds later, they adjust to the light. We seem to be on our side, else gravity isn’t working here. The sky is blue, the clouds wispy. All around are tall, tube-like plants. The ground is…

Ah…
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>>No. 26044
[X] - Be as open as you dare.

Wonder what they looked like now, and before.
>>No. 26045
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[X] - Be as open as you dare.
>>No. 26048
[X] Be as open as you dare

I'm in an exposition mood right now.


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22736No. 22736hidewatchexpandquickreply
Well it's been a while since I've wanted to write something and after many ideas this one won out. For the most part it's meant to be a semi-serious story. In terms of updates I'm not really sure how often I will be getting around to this but I will attempt to keep it regular. Originally I had intended to draw something for each of the updates but I've decided against that and will instead do for the ones that I deem important.

Overall the main goal is for both the readers and I to enjoy creating this tale together.

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Vividly, memories are being called one by one. Segments of senses assorted seemingly random come together creating short windows of the past. Childhood, family gatherings, accomplishments, and even seemingly pointless events like eating out one night, they merge together to flow through your mind. Each of them as real as the next, visions and sensations that one could easily lose themselves in. Yes, it would be nice if one could live on dreams and in the past.

However, these feelings are short lived as reality slowly creeps its way back in. Those reminiscent senses fade and are replaced with new ones. The candle on the desk in front of you flickers, illuminating your vision to a dull red as it hides behinds the lids of your eyes. The nostalgic smell of home that is rarely visited is accompanied by the soft chirps of the insects emanating from outside the room.

You open your eyes and are reminded by the sight of scattered pieces of paper covered with ink brushed lines. They belonged to your father, each sheet contained designs that were created for his line of work. Both complex and simple clothes sketches are surrounded by various notes and patterns. They are legible and understandable enough thanks to the fact you had been working under his guidance.

A familiar feeling you had recently gained looms over your body once more; it has been a few days since your father passed away. While not a talkative person, he was able to give you the life style you have today. You were given the ability to live as you see fit and to work as an artisan. Another memory flashes before you, one that you may never
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>>No. 26009
Going to call the votes now so I can get working on the next update.

>>26003
>>26005
Glad to be back.

>>26007
Thanks for letting me know, I usually proofread most of my writing myself which is prone to the phenomenon of reading what I want instead of what is on the page. I came up with a new method for going over it, so hopefully I can reduce the number of errors.
>>No. 26010
>>26008
hope you're right, but I sense that she'd get used to it and endure it under your plan. But seeing how it won, I hope I'm wrong.
>>No. 26011
[]She'll never survive the entire minute, wear her away like a river rock.

Glad to see your back man, just found this story today, happy to see it being worked on again!


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// DAY ONE //

The situation is critical.

You’ve been hiding from the German troopers for- how long it has been? Hours? Days? Weeks? You cannot tell; all you know is that you’re the only surviving member of a Soviet division assigned to defend an outpost that had been killed by German artilleries. All you know is that you’re supposed to hold the line until reinforcements arrive, yet your Commissar has ordered you to retreat to Headquarters seconds before a piece of shell obliterated him.

It just does not make any sense.

You, the cream of the Motherland, the best there is, is supposed to hold the line until the last blood is spilt. You, who strongly believe in nationalism and have vowed to defend your homeland to your last breath, cannot accept the idea of retreating without giving out any fight. Yet you assume that your division leader knew things better than you are. A bitter fact to digest, but you have no time to cuss over it as the sound of stomping marches is fast approaching.

You notice that the cave you’re in seems to go deeper than you previously thought. Curious at the anomaly you slowly venture in, taking great care of not notifying the troopers outside. The deeper you go the further you are from the entrance, but you aren’t daunted. It may connect to underground tunnel network, and the prospect of meeting your comrades is enthralling.

You see a spot of light at the end of the passage. You’re excited at the sight, but you are also aware of the possibilities of traps set up by the Germans. So you have your weapon locked and loaded and you march slowly towards the light. As you approach the light, you swear you could hear the giggling voice of a woman; so vague but it was clear for your ear to pick up. You pay very little attention to it as your distance becomes closer.

You finally make your way out. Instead of fellow comrades you’re so hoping to be reunited with, or showering rains of hot lead fired from German bunkers, you find yourself standing next to a river facing what looks like a bamboo forest.

A bamboo forest.

A bamboo forest?

How in the name of Motherland, you ask, you can end up in such pla
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>>No. 14864
[ze] Argue.
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Well, people, thread's almost hitting autosage, so I'll post update in new thread. It's almost done, though I can't guarantee I'll have it finished in seven minutes.
>>No. 14881
[9] Do not argue.


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