⋮ No. 16942 ► 
[x] Go back to Eientei.
While a room in an inn would be a good choice, you’re quite sure affording it is a bit beyond you.
“Well, Miss Kamishirasawa, that’s indeed a fine idea, but as of late my finances seem to have gone the way of the Titanic. This regrettable fact leaves me with little choice but to try my luck against whatever may be knocking about out there.”
“Oh. Well…” You notice Keine shifting her gaze from you to the inside of her house and back. “I…Well, that is, maybe I…Perhaps you should…” Keine mutters while her face flushes. You stay quiet to allow her to collect her thoughts and once her complexion reaches a shade resembling a ripe apple a thought appears to strike her. “Oh, I could be your escort!”
“Hm?” While you know what she meant, her wording is a bit…
“I could escort you to Eientei. Consider it making up for being such a poor hostess earlier.”
“Oh, I’d hate to impose any more than I have. By the way, you were a fine hostess.”
“As Guardian of the Human Village, I insist.” Keine says with renewed vigor. “Oh, and, thank you.” She adds with a bit of her previous blush returning. Makes her look quite lovely, come to think of it.
“Well, I suppose there’s no helping it.” You say in resignation. Though, you’re not exactly broken up about the prospect of spending more time with her. “Shall we be off, milady?” You ask with a grin.
“Yes, let’s.” Keine says while returning your smile. After she shuts the door and follows you outside, the two of you make your way out into the night with Helios’ sister showing a crooked smile in the sky.
Once outside the city gates, Keine (as Guardian of the Human Village) offers to fly you instead of walking. You accept, since it’s quicker, easier, and you get to fly. As she takes you from behind (fnar fnar) something presses against your back. Well, make that two somethings. Two large and soft somethings that, truth be told, feel absolutely heavenly against you. Well…huh. You’d say something about it, but you decide it’d be more embarrassing for her than staying silent. You also can’t really think of a better way to fly (bridal style and piggyback are far too undignified and you like your arms in a non-dislocated state, so hanging in her grasp is right out). Thus, the “horror” of her…tracts of land to the back it is. Though, the decision kind of loses its power since Keine had taken to the sky during your little internal conflict. Well, nothing to do now but enjoy the ride.
During the rather uneventful flight, you strike up a conversation (easy enough due to Keine’s leisurely flying speed).
“Lovely moon out tonight.” You venture.
“Isn’t it? I’ve always preferred the crescent moon; especially when it’s waning.”
“Oh? Any reason for the distinction?”
“Well, things get hectic around the full moon and a waning crescent is not only lovely but means the full one is further off. The, ah, Youkai are sensitive to it.” Keine adds the last part almost hurriedly.
“I see. Remind me to keep an eye out for werewolves, then.” You say with a laugh. “Though, given the area, maybe I’ll get the chance to meet one.” In your mirth you almost don’t notice how stiff Keine gets after you say this.
“Y-Yes, you may.”
“Keine, is something the matter?”
“N-No, everything is fine. Nothing to worry about. Just remembering something.”
“Alright, then…” It seems to be a touchy subject, so you let it drop and the two of you continue in a silence lacking both awkwardness and comfort. For the remainder of the ride you contemplate just how a slender young woman can carry a full sized man with the ease Keine is doing right now.
Eventually, Keine touches down at Eientei as soon as you come to the conclusion that magic is just one hell of a thing.
“Thank you for this, Keine. I get the feeling I would have gotten lost on my own.”
“It was my pleasure, Casey. My powers with History make traveling an easy task. I just hope the ride wasn’t too bumpy.” Well, two bumps, actually.
“Not at all. It was quite pleasant and smooth, all things considered.” As if you’d fall prey to something like a Freudian Slip.
“Very good. Though, as enjoyable your company is, I must be going now. See you, Casey.”
“See you, Keine.” At that, Keine floats into the air and flies off while waving to you. In a dress. Giving you a full view up her skirt. That you can’t properly turn away from without seeming rude as you return Keine’s wave. As you mentally note they’re black, you fear you may be turning into a pervert. Well, no, that couldn’t be it. You’re just still a bit off from the episode with the mask, right? Right. Nothing to worry about. Thinking these self-assuring thoughts you make your way to your room without encountering anyone you recognize.
Well, you’re in your room and you’re feeling a bit tired. You were feeling as such a bit earlier as well, but the…stimulation from Keine’s ride did a fair job of keeping you awake. Keine’s…ride…riding…Keine riding y-Okay, wait, no. She’s a lovely woman and thoughts of whether her bra matches her knickers shouldn’t even register. Thoughts of how Keine’s would look on Reisen with her fuzzy tail pulling down the waistband like a lover’s hand are equally-Oh, bloody hell! For whatever reason, you’ve built up a fair amount of tension in a short amount of time.
[] Relieve it. As dapper as you are, you’re still human.
[] You have more self-control than that. Just go to bed.
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Starting the strongest CUtMaS thread with a goodly amount of perversion. Also, some consideration was taken.
⋮ No. 16947 [X] Relieve it. As dapper as you are, you’re still human.
>>16944 You forgot the
part about them ganging up on our dapper protagonist~!
⋮ No. 16962 [x] You have more self-control than that. Just go to bed.
I'd rather have sexy dreams than a description of KC jerking his chicken.
>>16961 The real question is why this is even a given option at all. A writer wouldn't normally give the reader an option selection like this.
It's like if you had spent an entire scene drinking alcohol and the options are either,
[ ] Go to the bathroom
or,
[ ] Hold it in for now.
Unless of course the writer is hard up on ideas, but in that case it's better to just make it write-in only.
⋮ No. 16967 
>>16962 >>16961 No need to fret, I
am going somewhere with this.
Now writing, since even if there is votespam the other option won.
⋮ No. 16974 [x] Relieve it. As dapper as you are, you’re still human.
I know this isn't a useful vote
>>16966 having read the whole story, that's more scary than I thought. (Considering what Yukari did to some poor random smuck)
⋮ No. 17320 
[x] Relieve it. As dapper as you are, you’re still human.
Right, nothing wrong with a bit of self indulgence. Hormones are hormones, after all, and it would do you no good to deprive yourself of a very human urge. Thus, you find yourself some tissues, lock the door to your room (you’ll have to ask why the clinic of all places has locking doors), and let yourself sink into a sexy fantasy world.
First off, the subject. Well, Keine’s softness is still fresh in your mind, so there you go. Hell, since it’s a fantasy why not have Reisen as well? Yes, that works. And they’d be doing something sexy like making out on a bed or in the sixty-nine position. Wait, no, Reisen would be eating out Keine while she pleasures herself. And you’d walk in on them during coitus. Wait, even better, in the middle of orgasm! Yeah, that’s the ticket. Keine’s prodigious breasts would shake as her body tenses and Reisen would moan into Keine as she herself reaches climax, the two of them making an obscene chorus. Then they’d notice you and in their sex mad state (or whatever) they’d naturally pull you into the fun, stripping you down in record time. Then…both of them would perform fellatio? No, no, that doesn’t sound right. Keine would fellate you while Reisen sits in your lap and you play with her body? A bit awkward, but hot nonetheless. Your hands rubbing her perky breasts as you nibble her…wait, does she have ears on the sides of her head? Or only the top? …Sod it, she has ears and you’re nibbling them (you remember your ex loving it). While that’s happening, Keine would be going to town using her assets for a truly wonderful titwank. You’d have to reach down and give them a squeeze. In fact, you could do just that while putting it in her as Reisen takes control of her mouth in a kind of bisexual spitroast. Yeah, that’s the way. Also get a good grab of Keine’s shapely arse. Tha-ha-ah…there you go.
After you finish cleaning up, you find yourself ready for a night’s rest with a clean mind. As random as that spike of lust was, you feel better for it. Lying down, you quickly drift off into a deep and restful sleep.
You find yourself being rather abruptly shaken awake. With bleary eyes you try to find the rabbit responsible, but instead find a tall woman dressed in a white dress with a blue sash…apron…thing on the front and a dual pointed hat. Also a lot of golden yellow fluff behind her.
“Mister Mills?” The Golden Woman asks you in a serious tone.
“…Yes, that’s me.” You’d have given a more eloquent reply, but seeing an unexpected woman in your room after being awakened from a deep sleep has you a bit off kilter.
“I am Ran, Shikigami of Yukari Yakumo. You would normally be woken up around this time, yes?” The golden woman asks as she hands you your watch from the table.
⌛: 5:30 a.m.
“Close enough. So, to what do I owe the pleasure?” You ask with a bit of an edge creeping into your voice. Whatever a Shikigami is, the fact that she’s connected to Yukari has you on edge. The one known as Ran responds with pulling a folded paper from her voluminous sleeve and handing it to you. You open it and read its contents.
Mister Mills,
Get dressed~♥
-Yukarin
“…I’m about to be shanghaied again, aren’t I?” You ask.
“Most assuredly.”
“Any chance of delaying this? I have work to do this morning.”
“Unfortunately, no; she insists you come as soon as you awaken. Now, if you would please get ready? Oh, and don’t bother with the shoes.” Ran says while turning around. You take the given opportunity to dress yourself (sans shoes), keeping your irritation mostly at bay. Surely Yukari has some reason for needing to speak with you first thing in the morning. Or she’s just messing with you. Either way, you’re soon dressed and ready to go. You bring up informing someone of your departure, but apparently Ran has already taken care of that. Convenient. Guess there’s nothing left but to follow her through the shard of Eyevoid that appeared when you weren’t looking. Despite how useless it would likely be, you’d rather like to have Cornelius right now…
One quick jaunt through the Void of Eyes later and you’re inside a different and distinctly Japanese room. You quickly set your gaze on the increasingly familiar blonde woman sitting at a low table and sipping tea (green, from the smell).
“Welcome to my home, Mister Mills. Sleep well?” Yukari’s excessively cheerful voice greets you. She’d to be dressed in something resembling a cross between an actual dress and a puffy evening gown.
“Well enough. Now, as for why I’m here?”
“Oh, there’s time enough for that in a bit. Care for some tea?”
“Thank you, but no. I would rather like to be done with this and back at Eientei as soon as possible.”
“Oh, pooh. Is there really any need for such seriousness? Mokou isn’t even here for me to behead. Unless…” Yukari says with a sly look, causing you to tense up.
“No.”
“No? Then how about Kaguya? It would be fair, after all. Or maybe I could pick on one of the rabbits. They do have plenty to spare, so why not lose one or two?” Oh, that tears it. She begins to say something else, but you quickly cut her off.
“Damn it, what is your bloody problem, woman?! Are you trying to prove yourself a miserable shrew?” You shout at her, fury filling you as the sound of wildly pounding drums fills your head. “You, you bloody fucking damn beastly excuse of a female, have been nothing less than a damn blight on what has been a rather enjoyable stay in Gensokyo. Killing Mokou repetedly, messing with Keine, terrorizing a little girl, threatening Kaguya and the rabbits, dressing like a trollop, and waking me up early! What the fuck?! What kind of horrid bitch does that? Wha-” An iron grip on your shoulder causes you to turn around to see who dares touch you. Apparently it’s Ran who dares and a cold, vicious look is in her not-so-human-looking eyes. The sudden lack of drums (or any other instrument, for that matter) gives you the feeling that continuing your rant would be a very foolish move indeed.
“Ran, calm down. Mister Mills isn’t fully himself right now.” Yukari says, voice as cheerful as ever.
“Yes, Mistress.” Ran says before letting you go. With a grip like that she could crush walnuts if she wanted. Yukari smiles and then, without another word, points her fan at you. Suddenly your hands feel rather tingly and, looking down, you see your gloves have changed from white to a sickly dark yellow. While that is indeed odd, what is odder still is that they fall off your hands in tatters of cloth, forming into a lump at your feet. The lump then shifts and shakes a bit before melding and changing form into your mask.
…Huh.
⋮ No. 17321 You’d really like to stay angry, but that was bizarre enough to leave you in stunned silence. You also must look very confused (appropriate, since that’s how you feel), because Yukari repeats her offer of tea. Should have taken it the first time, you suppose. Yukari stays cheerfully silent as you sit down and pour yourself a cup. After allowing you few sips, she has Ran place the mask on the table and begins talking again.
“You like my little experiment?”
“I’d like it a whole lot more if I knew what it was.”
“Reasonable enough. It was supposed to be a gift for Kourin, but I still needed to work the kinks out. Thanks to the circumstances, you get to try it out the latest one! Lucky you!” Yukari claps her hands and is quickly joined by Ran.
“So, wait, why me? And why did you send it to Rinnosuke?”
“I didn’t. I made it to follow the human with the least aptitude for magic in Gensokyo. Considering that you’re an Outsider with no training, it’s obvious that it would choose you.”
“Lucky me, I suppose. So, just what
is it?”
“A familiar of sorts. You know, like a witch’s black cat?”
“I’m aware of the concept.” Wonderful. Before you know it you’ll be boiling newts and snakes in a cauldron.
“Excellent. This is like that, but with a more malleable form. Order it to do a task and it will do whatever it can to complete it.”
“Handy.” You can see how it would be a good gift for Rinnosuke.
“Very. It ingrains itself in your spirit, though, so it can wildly affect one’s moods; especially when one’s buttons are pushed.” So, your outburst was planned by her? Damn. “By the way, did you know you almost sound like Ringo Starr when you get mad?”
“I was raised in a city next to where he comes from, so yeah. So, how can I stop these mood swings?”
“Remember those kinks I was talking about?” Yukari says, voice losing a bit of cheerfulness. It’s only now that you notice the dark circles under her slightly bloodshot eyes.
“That’s one of them?”
“That’s the big one. I’ve only been able to reduce it so far, but completely getting rid of it has been a problem. This one actually has a personality, so I’m banking on it being the easiest to control.”
“I see. Any tips on that front?” Yukari stifles a yawn before answering you.
“Dunno. You’re human, so try talking with it or something. I based it partially off Ran there, so it might listen.” It’s surprising how level she is being with you. Maybe it’s because she’s sleepy?
“I see.”
“Yeah, though it has parts of her younger personality, so it might not. Now, you have any other questions? I’ve had my fun with you, so you get some freebies. You just can’t ask my three sizes~.”
Well, you have quite a few things you could ask her. You could ask her to just take the familiar away and have someone else play guinea pig. You could ask more about how it works or things to watch out for. You could even ask something unrelated to any of that. Despite the (rather charming) prospect of inconveniencing a woman that has been rather cruel to you and your friends, you could also just go back and figure things out yourself (who doesn’t like a bit of hands-on learning?).
Ultimately, you…
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Bisexual Spitroast would make for a good band name.
>>16975 Yeah, this isn't Fast Times at Eientei High or some such thing.
>>17315 I'm very sorry to hear that.
⋮ No. 17323 
>>17322 Considering how relaxed (Yukari moments exempt) the story have been, this is rather drastic change of pace imo. However it does entertain me and actually support my earlier theory of the mask. {image related)
While perhaps no where near as... methodical... as
that entity, it can be quite a boon to have as an ally; just needs some "house training" among other things.
essentially I say...
[X]Ask more about how it works or things to watch out for.
-(x)any way to "remove" the "familiar" from the host so it can be eased into said host without running amok..?
-(x)Any possible weaknesses (aside from moodswings)/new found strengths created by having the familiar attached?
There has to be more to Yukari making the mask. Especially considering it
was originally a gift to Rinnosuke. If enslavement is what Yukari wanted I'd imagine she would have gone for a more... entertaining method.
Regardless of what anybody says I still continue to enjoy reading, just wish you were less sporadic with posts. Can't be helped at times I suppose...
⋮ No. 17333 >>17332 More like it will be pmsing hardcore if she/he/it does not get some tea early in the morn.
KC gets real agitated enough without it, imagine how the familiar would behave if it does adopt this trait of KC's?
in before bratty variation of Yue with Lilly White's happy-trigger disposition when spring comes around Perhaps I'm getting ahead of myself, as this could all end horribly...
⋮ No. 17334 [x] Check the time.
[x] She referenced it as being based on Ran. Unfortunately, while she seems like a capable bodyguard, other than this you don't know Ran from Adam.
-[x] Ask her in what ways has Ran's personality changed since she was 'younger'.
[x] Ask more about how it works or things to watch out for.
-(x) Any way to "remove" the "familiar" from the host so it can be eased into said host without running amok.?
-(x) Any possible weaknesses (aside from moodswings) or new-found strengths created by having the familiar attached?
-(x) Any sign of why she'd want to make such a thing for Rinnosuke?
[x] Ask her frankly if she she normally intends to leave less than friendly impressions on her beau's new friends, or have you just been singled-out for special treatment?
>>17333 'Coffee' is code for DEFENSIVE MODE
And liquor gives him 'wandering hands'
⋮ No. 17335 [x]
>>17334 Deleted old vote; revoting.
>>17321 >Yeah, this isn't Fast Times at Eientei High or some such thing. Jesus Christ, I didn't know anybody here ever watched that. I mean, I haven't either, but I at least know what you're referring to.
Also:
>arse I know you're trying to Brit it up a bit for authenticity, but yeah... No. Feel free to ease up on it just a tad.
Also be more realistic in your time estimates, and stick to them, dammit.
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Harker. I know you're there. This is Anonymous speaking.
You, you sir, and I will say without any qualifying, are the best of post-RAN writefags. Your dialogue is impeccable. Casey Mills, though superficially influenced by Higurashi and Achewood references, is an undeniably unique persona, as lasting in collective board memory as Nemo, or Alek, or Beer Spider.
We've had extended vacations from our writefags in the past. The aforementioned Ace Combat in Gensokyo had at least one interim of a month. The Fallout story is the work of a deeply troubled mind, but steps continue to be taken, the pace plodding and ponderous. Desdaxis came back to his own story in /other/ after like, what, a year? And there were trumpets. Maybe not in reality, but inside my head, there were trumpets.
Now I don't know what your deal is. You may be struggling through your studies, or maybe you're busy piling up a good income. Maybe you've fallen in love! These are all very good excuses, and there are innumerably more.
But just know that if and when you decide to update, there will be, at the very least, someone waiting.
⋮ No. 19838 "...ills. Mister Mills, please wake up." A girlish voice calls you to consciousness. You sit up and look to find a rabbit girl with pale green hair beside you with your watch in hand. Satisfied that you're awake, she hands you your watch and leaves with a bow. Huh, one of the quieter rabbits you've met. That aside, you give your watch a check.
⌛: 5:30 a.m.
Huh, a bit earlier than normal, but that's no matter since you feel rather well rested. In fact, you feel like you've slept for days (or months, even) and are full of energy. A bit more energy and you might even be uncomfortably so. You should probably burn some of this off before starting your day proper, but how?
[] Go for a jog around the perimeter of Eientei. Good cardio and will burn energy like nothing else.
[] Stretching exercises in the courtyard. Low impact and makes you nice and limber.
[] Calisthenics in your room. No need to leave when you can just do your thing in peace, right?
⋮ No. 19842 Hiya, everybody! I bet you'd like an explanation for my absence, huh? Well, to put it simply, quite a few demotivating things (some major, some petty) happened one after another and ended up causing me to give up writing for a good while. Now that things have stabilized on my end, I can once again focus my attention on this. No explanation for the radio silence, though. Let's just say I'm a dick and leave it at that.
Unfortunately, I never wrote down my notes for this story and after my extended absence I've completely forgotten where I was going with a couple things. Normally that's not an issue since I kind of wing it with the events of the story, but one of the forgotten things was the mask jazz. So, I'm starting small with a simple update and a huge retcon of everything supernatural about the mask. Yesterday Casey tried on the mask, nothing happened, and went about his merry way. Still hears the music, though. What's up with that?
tl;dr version: I ATE'NT DEAD.
⋮ No. 19847 >>19842 Does that mean things with Yukari are back to their terrible place? What about Keine, was meeting her Retconned? I could care less about the Mask subplot other than this.
You should really plan more, it'll make your story better.
[x] Stretching exercises in the courtyard. Low impact and makes you nice and limber.
⋮ No. 19917 
[x] Stretching exercises in the courtyard. Low impact and makes you nice and limber.
Right, stretching sounds good. You've been feeling a bit stiff lately and you even have a nice place in mind which to do it. To the courtyard you go! Well, after you get dressed, that is. It just wouldn't do to run around in your tasteful Union Jack boxers.
...You make a mental note to never pair up tasteful with boxers ever again. Just sounds creepy. Anyway, you make your way to your intended destination.
After a few turn-arounds and dead ends (you honestly need a map of this place or something), you find your way to the courtyard with the stunning tree and expertly trimmed shrubbery. Taking off your outerwear, you place it on the deck alongside your various items (you certainly have quite a few). In a fit of whimsy you tie your scarf around Téodor's neck and put your hat on him. Heh, can't even see him anymore under all that cloth. Well, time to stop dilly-dallying. You unbutton the cuffs of your shirt and roll them up in preparation and start with giving your arms a good stretch. Haaaahhh~ You were a bit more wound up than you thought. Now to continue...
"Good morning, Mister Mills." A familiar voice greets you in the middle of doing some spinning-arm-circles-in-the-air things. Turning around, you see the good doctor standing on the deck.
"Ah, good morning, Madam Yagokoro. How are you?"
"Fine, thank you. You are looking rather active today."
"Ah, just found myself with a bit of extra energy this morning. I figured I may as well give the day a proactive start. Care to join?" You ask her. She takes a moment to consider before nodding slightly."
"Yes, that sounds quite nice. I am afraid to say I have let myself grow a little stiff lately." Eirin says as she steps down to join you. She extends one arm and you hear several loud pops and cracks. Jesus...
"Hm? Is something the matter?" She asks you.
"Nothing. Just, ah, don't overdo it, alright?"
"Mister Mills, please. I am a doctor, after all." While saying this, Eirin stretches out her legs, producing another cacophony of pops. Looks like somebody needed this more than you.
...
After what you're guessing is half an hour filled with a gradually lessening concert of pops (You're convinced you heard the overture of Carmen somewhere in there) Eirin advises you that now would be a good time to stop. The small group of rabbits that joined about fifteen minutes ago take this as a cue to run off to parts unknown.
"They always seem to have somewhere to scamper off to." You say.
"Indeed. The many rooms and passages of Eientei are quite accommodating to their exuberance." Eirin says with a smile.
"Verily. So, considering the likely time, shall we head off to break our fasting?"
"Hm, maybe not. We seem to have worked up a grand amount of perspiration for such a little amount of exertion. I suggest we bathe so as to not repulse our companions."
"That's...actually a capital idea, Madame Doctor. Though, I'm afraid the smell will likely cling to my shirt."
"That is of little matter; one of the patient robes will suffice. Now, you are aquainted with one of the baths, yes?"
"That I am."
"Very good. Off you go, then. We shall discuss your work for today after eating."
"Right then. See you in a bit, Madam Yagokoro."
"See you in a bit, Mister Mills." At that, Eirin leaves the area, as are you after gathering your things.
After finding the bath in record time (For you, anyway.) you wash up quickly. Upon exit you find a white robe has been placed with your clothing and your shirt is nowhere to be seen. Well, you're sure you'll see it again eventually. For now you take a look at the new article of clothing that has been provided. All in all, it is rather unremarkable. To be expected, really. It
is the equivalent of those gowns you get in hospitals on the other side, after all. That done, you slip on your pants and the like and wrap the robe around yourself, putting the folds at a rather extreme angle to allow your legs more freedom. Checking a mirror, you look, in your humble opinion, spiffy (Sort of an East-meets-West thing you've got going on with your hat and scarf). You look to your watch to check the total time elapsed.
⌛: 6:05 a.m.
...Now what?
[] Go to breakfast, duh.
[] Wander around a bit. You're not that hungry, anyway.
[] Good mood fading. Tea, yesssss...
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You lot really know how to make a guy feel welcome.
>>19908 Just had a bit of trouble ending this update, is all.
>>19858 It's good to be back, comrade. I regret that I didn't get my ass in gear in time for the CUtMaS anniversary, though.
>>19874 Same to you!
⋮ No. 19921 
>>19917 Bumping into the good doctor first thing in the morning? Quite an auspicious start, and I'll never tire of your dialogue.
[X] Good mood fading. Tea, yesssss...
Just one more thing to start the day proper.
⋮ No. 19930 This man...he bleeds dapper so profusely it's beyond the realms of common sense!
Then again, common sense only holds you back in Gensokyo... [x] Good mood fading. Tea, yesssss...
[x] Go to breakfast, duh.
>>19228 Seconded on that. I was surprised he didn't ask if she was hitting on him. I would have loved seeing how dapper that conversation would get.
⋮ No. 19955 
>>19952 "Um, Casey? Do you think we could, um... Well, can it be just you and me tonight? I've been seeing you less and less lately and, well, I've been pretty lonely. I know Keine has a better body than me, and she's willing to do...different things with you, but I love you too, you know...
Huh? Oh, right, it's the full moon tonight... I forgot. No, please, don't mind me! This is your special night with her, so go have fun! I'm sorry for being so selfish. I'll see you in the morning. Goodnight, darling."
Then two days later Keine and Casey are found dead and riddled with arrows. BAD END.
⋮ No. 19997 
>>19991 While you're correct about Reisen, there's not much in canon to indicate Keine's age. A couple things in PMiSS and BAiJR imply that she's recorded all of Gensokyo's history since the border went up, but the way it's worded it's also possible she inherited the job at some point in recent history. Then again, from a fanon standpoint, history hax could also mean she's whatever age she wants to be. Basically, Keine's age is vague enough for it to come down to a judgment call on Harker's part. Come to think of it, that applies to quite a few members of the IN cast.
Incoming meta-info dump:
Eirin: She was already old when the lunar capital was founded, and has some vague ties to myths going back to the beginnings of Shinto. One can place her as anywhere from two to five millennia old without it being a stretch.
Mystia & Wriggle: All we know is that they're (probably) post-border natives, and that Wriggle is supposed to be older than she looks. Anything up to 120 years works.
Tewi: Minimum 1300 years, and likely quite a bit older since she was already a notable figure among youkai at that time. What's interesting about her case is that the only information that puts any kind of upper bounds on her age is the fact that she's a long-lived rabbit with enough luck to survive almost anything. About all we can take from that is that she isn't older than her species of rabbit, which she could be one of several, so all we have to go on is "rabbit". Rabbits, or family Leporidae, have been around at least 33 million years. Obviously 33Ma is a hell of a stretch even for a youkai, but that still puts the range for "safe" guesses at her age in the millions of years. Which is goddamn ridiculous. tl;dr: God bless ZUN for being so vague, and character age is the author's decision.
⋮ No. 20001 >>20000 Tewi is older than the world.
Tewi is
God.
⋮ No. 22607 
[x] Good mood fading. Tea, yesssss...
Yes, as nice as the exercise with Eirin was, you feel the rush has left you and it needs to be replaced. For your own mental health and the continuing positive relations with the members of this grand household, it is in your own humble opinion that you need some bloody feckin' tea. Thus you make your way to the kitchen and the tea that lies therein.
It doesn't take long before you start to smell the unique aromas that could only come from a kitchen all aflutter with cooking. Well, you suppose something else could theoretically smell like a kitchen in use, but it would be a damn lie. Like Santa and American sitcoms being funny (Damn and blast your eyes, Jerry Seinfeld). Still, the fact remains that you are now at the cusp of the tea-having place. Not a moment too soon, either, since you're jonesin' something fierce right now and you can already feel the proverbial gears starting to slow. Greeting Mokou dressed like Reisen and the assorted cooking rabbits as you enter, you clear the tea-taking with one of them to make sure it's alright. Hate to be too presumptuous in your role as guest, after all.
Looking for a kettle you...wait. Something's wrong here. Tea...Kettle...Rabbits...Mokou...Mokou?
"Mokou?" You ask the obvious.
"Who?" She denies the obvious.
"Mokou. You."
"What, me? I'm Ako."
"Yeah, it's Ako, silly!" One of the rabbits cheerfully adds.
"You don't have rabbit ears."
"Uh, yeah I do?" Obviously Mokou says while lifting her two locks of ribboned hair.
"Come off it, no rabbit's ears are that long or floppy." You say, hearing an audible gasp behind you. Turning around, you see a rabbit on the ground with loose ears as long as it's body. After a brief pause you apologize, but it doesn't seem to help. With a beady glare it turns around indignantly. The group as a whole stand around awkwardly before one rabbit goes after it, asking "Benny" to come back.
"Way to go, jerk." says Mokou with a frown.
"Okay, you're Ako. So, tell me Ako, what are you doing here?"
"Alright, buddy, let's go outside." Ako says before dragging you through a few doors. Outside, she stands in front of you with her arms crossed and frowning. You stare at each other before Mo/Ako's frown dissolves into a satisfied smirk.
"Pretty good, right?" She says.
"You certainly seem to have them convinced." You respond, glad the act is over.
"Yeah, but it's not really that hard. They're not too canny until they hit around three hundred and most of 'em have never actually seen me."
"I see. So, 'Ako', what brings you here?"
"Recon."
"Really?"
"Yep."
"Fun?"
"Very."
"I see. You do this often?"
"Just once every couple of months. Don't want to push my luck."
"Makes sense. So, wha-" A shocked voice cuts you off.
"Mokou?!" You both turn around to see a quite displeased Kaguya.
"Top 'o the mornin', bitch! Sleep well?" Mokou greets her. You, instead merely wave, not liking where this is going at all.
"You damn roach! How many times do I have to stomp you out before you learn to stay in your hovel?"
"Um, I'll be going now." You try to bow out, but Kaguya snaps her head your direction.
"Casey...I see how it is. You aid my eternal enemy in violating my home...well played. But, don't think for a moment you will escape punishment!" She yells before creating a few ominous orbs of light.
"Now would be a good time to run." Mokou says as she grabs your arm. Again you're being pulled along through various doors in Eientei, but much more quickly as you have an angry princess chasing you.
"Why didn't we jut fly?!" You yell to Mokou.
"She could keep up! I've a better plan, anyway!"
"Get back here, you homeless whore!" Kaguya shouts from behind.
"Suck a duck dick, bitch!" Mokou shouts back, a danmaku shot grazing her ribbon. You take quite a few more turns and Kaguya begins to lag further and further behind. Can still hear her quite clearly, though.
Mokou finally stops in a secluded room Dagon knows how deep inside the complex. Good thing, too, since the abuse you put your lungs through back in the day has caught up with you. Wheezing, you see Mokou lifting one of those mat things. Looks like there's a little door under it.
"You can't run, bitch! You can't run!" You hear Kaguya quite clearly.
"Go down!" Mokou tells you while quickly opening the door with her free hand. You comply and enter a rather small tunnel, with Mokou following. As you begin to crawl away, you hear footsteps just above you.
"Fuck you, John Bull! Fuck you, Firebitch!" The enraged princess' voice begins to fade as she runs to other rooms. You take a moment to catch your breath.
"You okay up there, tough guy?"
"Yeah, yeah. Just give me a second to hate younger me."
"I know the feeling, buddy. Still, as nice as this view is, I'd like to get out of here."
"Sure, sure. Let's go." The two of you crawl through the passage while you deal with the feeling that you forgot something...
Soon enough, you are out and in a small clearing among the bamboo. You and Mokou enjoy a quick smoke.
"Ah, that was fun." Mokou says while exhaling.
"Fun. Right. I'm just glad I limbered up with Eirin already. During exercise." You quickly add the last part after Mokou gives you a wry look.
"Hey, I don't judge, Pyramus."
"Yeah, yeah, real funny. So, does she always get like that around you?"
"Pretty much. We have that kind of effect on each other."
"I see. So, what are you planning now? Going back into the breech?"
"Nah, I've worn out my welcome for now. Probably going to go get some breakfast. Care to join?"
Good question... What say the watch?
⌛: 6:22 a.m.
[] No. Go back and see if Kaguya's calmed down by now.
[] No. Go do something else.
-[] (Like what, smart guy?)
[] Yes. Breakfast. Food.
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Yea, I return from my time away bearing an update I can actually stand to look at. Seems I missed quite a bit during my absence, though.
⋮ No. 22620 >>22607 This was a fantastic update, everything I (we?) love about your style in true form. Never get sick of that rapid-fire dialogue. Glad you're back. Hopefully you'll stick around a little longer than last time.
[X] Yes. Breakfast. Food.
Question: was the meeting with Yukari retconned, or just the silliness of the mask?
⋮ No. 22626 
Alright, I do believe that's a called vote. Now to
do fuck all about it for the next seven months write.
>>22609 Believe me, I know the feeling.
>>22612 More than likely sporadic, but I'm working on being just a smidgen quicker.
>>22619 Yeah, I got a bit too into showing this side of her character. Went all "I'm the Kaguya, bitch!" mode towards the end, there. She just needs some coffee in her and she'll be back to her mostly rational self.
>>22620 Glad to hear you liked it. Also, the meeting with Yukari was indeed retconned. Don't worry, I'm sure she'll be messing with Casey again soon enough.
By the way, just for reference, despite growing up in Liverpool Casey normally speaks with a Received Pronunciation accent. Something like Hicox from Inglorious Basterds (At least, I think that's RP. Do correct me if I'm wrong). I say this because I'm totally crap at writing accents phonetically, so he could have sounded like a Scotsman all this time with only a change in the backstory.
