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Time: ???; Date: ???
Location: ???



I tell me, myself, that you are necessary to me. I tell you, yourself, that I am necessary to you. You tell you, yourself, that I am necessary to you. You tell me, myself, that I am necessary to you. I towards you, yourself, I towards me, myself, you towards you, yourself, and you towards me, myself, we spoke.

We said it.

And fear arrived.

I can not be wounded by anything and I do not feel pain from anything anymore. I have gone too far to be able to do so.

Like a log one day meeting a waterfall and plummeting, I am a youkai that will vanish after wandering around aimlessly.

Though evil never wins, nobody could ever say that you let that stop you.

I might be bad at everything I try, but at least I'm turning out to be pretty bad at giving up.







The fight continues, between you and this unknown creature you call the Carrion. You don’t know how you came to be here, or why you’re here of all places. But you do know one thing for certain.

This thing disrespected you, and the moment it did, something inside you went snap. Maybe it was the fact everyone called you stupid? Maybe it was the fact that those who don’t think your stupid think you’re weak instead? Actually, you didn’t really need a reason to fight, you just do it.

Because it’s a youkai’s job to cause problems!

“DIE!” the carrion summons a black mist around you, trying to crush you within it. “I CAST DEATH!” the loud declaration as hammy as it is, is not for show as it causes chains to appear next to you, ready to impale you on the spot. It’s not the most magnificent instant-death move….

MISS!

Nor is it a really accurate one, the chains simply move past you by a few inches. Not harming you in any way and finally dissipate once they move away from the battlefield. Your foe is silent at that, fuming from the inside at these events.

You smile at its frustration, knowing
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[X] Play fair
-[X] Disco Sign "Moonlight Rave"

You let out a shrug and with it, the desire to cheat. Instead focusing your own power into that of a technically not a but also technically an spellcard of your own choice and snap your fingers.

Raising one hand to the sky, you create as big an orb of darkness as you can muster, before creating two blue orbs that shoot out constant beams of moonlight. The moment they hit the massive orb, it lights up with a silver color and redirects the two lasers towards your opponent to limit their movement space but also create a never ending barrage of bullets meant to be avoided with rhythm.

The music promptly picks up speed again as the crowd lets out their awe at the light show, and both your opponent and you continue dancing. This time with you leading the tempo and overall dance.

Narrowing your eyes, you do a back flip and landing with a hand spring, you push yourself up before landing on the ground with a twirl, barrages of bullets rushing out as you end up spreading your arms presentation style while sending your opponent a challenging look. Her counter however, again, came at a speed you almost didn’t anticipate. With a smile she made three backwards cartwheels before launching herself in the air making a flip out of which bullets come your way.

More claps could be heard from the crowd as you dodged each one by striking a pose at the perfect time, but that’s not all for with every pose you came a step closer to her and once in range…

You stepped back in surprise, due to the many more bullets appearing out of more and more different corners. Even so, you can’t say you’re having that bad of a time. “Is this all you got?” you say as you strike a pose again, avoiding a zipping an inch above you. “I thought rich girls were strong!”

“What makes you think I’m the rich girl type?” her voices reply, plural as the mannequins from the background moved to join the battle. The idol coordinating their movement in the middle and so adding even more bullets inside the dancer bullet hell. “I’ll have you know I’ve started at the same place as everyone else and worked hard for
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As it turn out the host of the show does not have the ability to make you a lucid dreamer or even help you find a way out of the dreamworld. However they do know someone that does.

It is with that knowledge that you’re escorted to the top of the Dream Castle. Into a throne room that was not small, but neither was it the hugeness that you expected; the size of a small house, perhaps.

Scenes of the sky and clouds, grass and hills, and other landscapes could be seen in various bubles floating above a vast skylight, shined down upon a pleasant glow from the full moon.

The throne further ahead was laid on a pink round platform, and the throne itself was comfortably cushioned and well-designed for the human form; more like a soft bed than a formal seat. Behind the throne lay a shimmering wall of force, and behind that wall, an altar, and on the altar, an array of magic stuff that’s too complex for you to understand or translate. It does however give you that sense of dread, the most innate feature of knowing when to not mess with things you don’t get.

You stop in place, cock your head and look at the supposed ruler of this realm.

It is a woman with dark blue eyes and hair, some big poofy hat and weird clothes of a color black and white with several same colored orbs of different sizes. And two socks on her legs.

“...so you’ve brought me a guest.” She says while playing with some bizarre purple puff in her hands, only glancing your op-uh, shouldn’t you say her name by now? But you forgot it, oh, uh.

Only glancing the idol’s way for a moment before giving you a just as long glance. Her features a bit expressionless despite the default derpy smile that she’s got on her face. “Is she the victor?”

“T-that’s right!” the idol says, strangely stuttering for a moment before continuing the sentence with her normal confidence. “She’s the first victor in a 200 repeated streak! Therefore…”

“I see..” says the dream-lord (is that a good title?). Her fingers tapping on some book now, dit-dit-dit. “Even though the alleged reward to be given should be impossible to obtain. Here stands someone to actually m
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Oh my goodness.
It's a murder on the dance floor.
First we left our(?) dream world in flames and now we burned down the house with a boogie beyond (every)one's wildest dreams. Literally.
Truly legendary.
But it was to be expected of Rumia, Queen of the Nightlife.

Threats, again?
We played along with (and thoroughly served) Yumeno the dream ram idol thing because somebody didn't actually wanna cause us harm for once and just requested a friendly duel.
One we still didn't get a reward for, mind!
Who does this leprechaun think she is, lording over us like that; the Ruler of Dreams? Yes.
We were (allegedly) physically transported to the world of dreams; have a feeling that giving into that impostor Wriggle would've ended very badly for us; it took a rampage to even begin to get any answers; and now she wants more from us and even tries threaten us into letting her do whatever the hell to us.
Nah. Nuh-uh. Fuck you.
Cut the bullshit.
Enough is enough.

We'll tell you what happened. In fact we'll be very sure to give you a piece of our mind.
Screw you and your threats, so sit down, shut the fuck up and listen.

No step forward, no step back; we stand our ground.
If she escalates into a fight she'll be feasting on a knuckle sandwich, but we'll not put our dukes up yet.
We'll be ready to throw down if "negotiations" fully break down, though.

[X] "No dice, Sandman." Cross your arms and stand your ground. After all the shit you've been through she has the gall to threaten you? Give her a piece of your mind. You'll still tell her what she wants to know if she decides to be reasonable, though.

Rumia didn't wake up and chose (verbal) violence today.

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NaNoWriMo Let's Go

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Something fell to the floor in the main room, and rolled across it. Or, it sounded like that had happened at least. Sometimes things fell; this land may have been sealed away but it was still a part of Japan—a part of the Ring of Fire. Things shook sometimes, and so things fell. In a cluttered shop like this, things falling at seemingly random times of the day was to be expected, really. But, still—

Morichika Rinnosuke listened out, in case the clatter had been caused by some unwelcome nighttime visitor. No more sudden sounds arose.

He was in his study – a small room before his bedroom, where he’d cleared enough space to have one of his assortment of lanterns at light for the evenings, a little table, and a chair – and he was reading. Reading, in fact, a book from another world... or perhaps that was too lofty to say. It was foreign—an import. It was some little novel from beyond the border. From that Japan which Gensokyo was still a part of.

It was not a good book.

However, he would never admit that.

It might... just be strange fantasy of other worlds, he thought as he turned another page. It was quite a few years back now, wasn’t it? When some beasts rose from some hell and wanted slaves themselves. Well, I don’t imagine outsiders have become beasts—no matter what Sumireko seems to wish to imply, but... maybe this is some strange fancy one might... entertain... in written word.

He doubted even himself in this evaluation... but surely, surely—this small novel had worth to many people. It had said so on a piece of paper that had been hugging the cover. And, with that thinking, so pondered Rinnosuke: That being the case... there being worth... surely I can determine that w—

A huge crash rattled the shop and startled him enough to have him fall back in his chair and crash, himself, to the floor. Then he heard hammering and s
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So is this purely a route setting or are we actually trying to figure out who this pig belongs to?

If so, a brute like this sounds mostly like a Keiga stooge.

I don't think a Kiketsu would intentionally pick a fight and stand out so much he gets his ass beat.

I thought Gouyoku were just birds (minus Yuuma herself) at first, but after reading some omake again (Yachie & Yuuma), apparently they like to attack "from the air or with overwhelming numbers".

That second point is actually kinda interesting considering how individualistic they are in Gouyoku. (Mainly because Yuuma herself apparently doesn't really care about having underlings and likes doing things on her own.)

Anyway, if this is just a preference/route vote I gotta go with Gouyoku; I really like Yuuma.

Besides, a greedy pig (boar) checks out.

[X] “... what is the Gouyoku alliance still trying to do in Gensokyo?” [Yuuma]

If it ain't, though, I can change to Keiga.
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Doesn't seem like this has much interest/traction so continuing it just seems like a fairly pointless and arguably vain exercise. I don't imagine keeping up with it daily would change anything and it's not as if stressing over balancing writing is helpful for me--especially when next to no one cares. Consider this story abandoned.
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Fair enough.
Shame, but I can respect it if you don't want to continue.
Thanks for giving it a shot, though; it was fun while it lasted.

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The sound of wind over flowers.

The yellow that slowly climbs into the blue.

The feeling of a soft blanket as I wake up.

All these are things I, Yuuka Kazami, experience when I wake up.

The only problem is that... there's no one else here.

Sure, there's Cirno. Medicine. Even Marisa and the Tengu stop by and chat for a while. But... I want to wake up one day and have a wonderful woman by my side.

By the time I'm ready, there's a knock at my door.

"Yuuka!" Cirno's voice calls.

I open the door. "Cirno? What are you doing here so early?"

"We're going to the Hakurei Festival tonight with Letty. Are you coming?" Cirno looked up at me with expecting eyes. Behind her, Daiyousei was petting a mouse.

"Festival? I'm not sure..."

Cirno pointed a finger at me. "No! You said you'd come with me to the next one. Besides, Letty said she wanted to meet you, so... take that!"

I pause, remembering when she had pestered me one day about it. "O-oh, uh, right. What time is it?"

"Sunset. All the cool people are gonna be there!"

Daiyousei stood up, standing behind Cirno. "Ah, Cirno also said she wanted you to dress up."

"Oh! Yeah! I did say that!" Cirno spun around. "Whatcha gonna wear?"

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[X] Regular outfit.
[X] 98-Style!
[X] Something else...? (Write-in)
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The silver-haired woman with suspenders!
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[X] The silver-haired woman with suspenders.
A flower and a phoenix is the perfect combinaion!
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[x] Someone else. The winged, pale-skinned girl with velvety lilac hair.

Fire and plant juxtaposition - already seen it.
I want to see the sun(flower) and moon juxtaposition now.

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Time: 2 pm; Date: 07/07/2017
Location: Hakurei Shrine


….

So, you picked up again? I guess that means you’ve seen through the errors of your way.
Or perhaps you’re simply curious on what I have to offer? Sadly, I cannot read your mind.

Even so…Rumia… Oh dear Rumia, my sweet little moon ray. No words can describe the feelings of joy I’m feeling right now. Finally, you accept that you are nothing without me. Finally, you see the truth that without order, that without a guide nothing can be achieved by acting like a wild animal.
But to be honest you sure took your sweet, darned time, do you have any idea on what I had to do while you were gone? The things I had to make happen to entertain myself. I was very lonely…

Anyway, as I’ve said before, today was going to be a little bit different. For today not a single anon can survive! Except I was wrong…my expectations for you were too high and voila much vital time has been wasted. We do not have that much time left and so we can no longer hunt them all.
But that is okay, for I have a plan dear Rumia. A plan that will give both you and me the things we oh so desire. You get power and I get to watch you brutalize the indigens. But first I need to test you.

Power does not come for free after all, and even if it did who am I to know you won’t go on a trollolol rampage across the land the moment you obtain it? I need to test your loyalty and competence beforehand. For I have little time to waste now, if you fail me know you will be replaced.

Open the drawer beneath you, no not that one. I meant the one on the rig-ah there you got it! Good, good. Now then what you have before is a shiny red button. Look at how clickable it looks like. Do you behold its splendid form? Can you feel the temptation urging within you? The beautiful red texture, the jolly candy like shape, the mystery behind its function. Does it not speak to your heart?

“Rumia! What are you do- “Ignore the fairy, focus on the button! Look at its strawberry juiciness. Do you not want to put your finger on it? Does knowing you can press it whenev
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x] Shade Saber. We can now attack even more times in a row. Use Focus if Shade Saber gives us an extra turn immediately.
- Carrion is stunned and skips their turn. Warp in 3 turns.
[x] Dark. Carrion is blinded and we become dodgy, so now carrion can’t hit us with death. Shade saber gives us another attack and now deals more damage cuz carrion is blinded.
[x] Focus. We need more accuracy.
- Carrions turn. Death misses cuz they are blinded and we are dodgy. Warp in 2 turns.
[x] Focus. Twice because shade saber gives us more turns.
-Carrion is stunned and skips their turn. Warp in 1 turn.
[x] Focus. We need all the accuracy we can get for Shade Saber’s last extra turn.
[x] Death Saw. We insta-kill Carrion because all the Focuses mean we can’t miss. Carrion is blinded so shade saber means we do even more damage, bypassing any resistances Carrion has to death.

If Carrion somehow survives, they do something irrelevant on their turn and then we get sucked into the warp.
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First, I like the sprite art. Second, >>31919 has a good plan but it hinges on death saw being accuracy based and not a raw chance. If it is intended to be accuracy based for the sake of puzzle boss, then ignore me.

If I may provide an alternate plan in the assumption that chaos drive alternates the resistance affinities as well;
[x] Shade saber into same turn focus
Same reasoning as previous post.
[x] Dark into focus same turn.
Same reasoning.
[x] Chaos drive into focus same turn.
Invert resistances and negate our own blind debuff. One turn left for attacking, curse will have done 3/8 health in damage by poison.
[x] Double Dark side of the moon. (Assuming Rumia has some kind of STAB with dark for obvious reasons)
Now we hope Rumia has enough stats for ~4500 damage.

An aside, could you imagine Final Fantasy with spell charges instead of mana? Sounds weird to me.
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> An aside, could you imagine Final Fantasy with spell charges instead of mana? Sounds weird to me.

That's an actual thing in the Famicom/Nes and PSP remakes of the first Final Fantasy and wasn't changed until Final Fantasy IV.

In those games you go to shops to buy spells and can only equip three of them of any spell level. Alongside charges limiting the casting of it.

In this simulation, you'd be an....Black Mage! What a shocker! Or dark mage if you want to be specific, which is kind of the same except for the fact that well you don't posses the powers of elemental spells but got some other niches instead to compensate, like higher attack power and so forth.

Regardless of that intellectual correction, the both of you have given tactics that are respectable and will definitely function as you've assumed so far.

One could say that the battle's already been won even, I'd applaud you for that if so.

Do you hear me clapping? Can you hear the sound of my sweaty palm hitting the other palm at a respectable velocity in order to create the noise known as a clap?

If so, then good.

Please go seek an ear-doctor.

Because I am not clapping, I am doing the opposite of clapping. I am ANTICLAPPING!

Why is that the case you may ask?

Because you've called me out, which I find incredibly offensive and ungrateful. So offended am I that if you were to believe that this is just an act, that you'd be wrong.

I am TRULY and UTTERLY FUROUIS, with your cheek-in tongue response.

And shall punish you accordingly.

Rumia versus the forces of Anon is from now on.

CANCELLED.

And you have only yourself to blame.

Do not expect an update today or tomorrow, do not expect one at all for there never will be one anymore.

Do not believe that I am using the extra time to make an BIG update just for your ilk.

I hope you are proud of yourself.

Also how come the thread is no longer bumped?

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Time: 9 pm ; Date: 07/07/2017
Location: Forest of Magic


Today is a day like almost no other, except not. For today was a special day for a special person, except not again. The truth is this story was going to be a little bit different, a little less Anonesque.

That is to say today Anon must perish.

Members of the Anonymise Anonymous are in the majority outsiders, outsiders that must eat memes to survive, despite being good at puking up write ins all anons have lost the ability to use their brain cells however they are very good at digesting moe and garr with levels of intensity that would quickly give any of us a heart attack. Anons have evolved into exceptional invaders with extraordinary abilities of just not dying when people want them to! Yet all of this may come from the lack of an particular sense: their own individuality and any variants of them are pure bred chaos.

If you were to walk on the street and meet an Oni, it’d try to drink with you or have wrestling match. If you were to meet an Kappa, they’d try to sell their overprized wares at you. If you were to meet a tengu, they’d either act like an elitist snob or try to wrangle info out of you.

But no one knows what will happen if you meet with an anon, they might give you candy, stab you with a knife, declare their eternal love to you and many more in any order. All Anon’s lack the ability to act like a normal person or function in Society of any form. An irreversible genetic mutation in the common ancestor among them made their common sense receptors inoperable. So what may seem like an simple and logical problem to solve using a key on a door may instead give them the idea to lube up an table on oil so they can ride it down a hill and smash into the door for the same result.

This may explain why all of them have such exceptional sturdiness, their brains will not supply them with the funny amount of dopamine if they do not comply to their inner wacko, you take all my ding dongs away and I’d go a little crazy too…hence most of them lurk everywhere but the village.

What other evolutionary quirks do the anon have? How does one successfull
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Ladies and smaller ladies!

It is time for the one thing you've all been waiting for!

The Tiebreaker Dojo!

LETS PUMP THAT GO GO MOJO!

Starring your favourite host: The Meatball God.

? Greetings everyone, it's been a while since I've gotten to do one of these but I'm rather eager to participate in this one. While you have not genuflected for quite a while and perhaps even forgotten about me...that is not really something that can be helped. Maybe I should act a bit bolder? Nah, the time isn't ripe yet I'm afraid...not yet.

But anyway, even though I'm supposed to be unbiased in these verdicts, I'm going to say what I really think just this once.

You've been doing pretty good so far, while it is true that you've made some mistakes here and there. No-one was really harmed that badly by them. If anything, the fact you're still trying despite all these blunders is something to be respected.

There's a saying I quite like: The 1st time you do something will always be worse than the 10th time, which will always be worse than the 100th time, which will always be worse than the 1000th time, et cetera. Whether it’s playing an instrument, or singing, or writing, or getting stronger, or learning a language, or whatever. If it takes practice, this saying holds true.

Often, we give up on things because we don’t see results fast enough, because they aren’t as noticeable over a short span of time. Most people fail to just remind themself that even if you don’t see a difference now, you will if you keep it up.

And you have exactly that: You are still trying to do things the best you can without letting someone else make the decisions for you. You are choosing every step you take even when you're lost. You choose to get up even if someone beats you down. And even if your confidence is misplaced there is nothing wrong with believing in yourself if it lets you achieve more than being *realistic* and therefore makes you afraid to try things out.

The worst thing you co
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[x] Pick it up again, maybe she’s right. Maybe you do need a guardian angel.
Having someone that watches over you sounds nice.
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And I'm not lying about it being planned, you had a 99% chance of being dead. And you made that 1% into an absolute certainty. Which makes absolutely no sense and I love the underdog appeal behind it!
Hah, I get that reference I think.
[X] Eat the phone.

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You’re sittin’ on the shop floor, goods arrayed in front of you like you’re the one barkin’ wares here instead of Rinnosuke. Discs, specifically, and specifically set out in stacks like you’re mid-solvin’ the easier Tower of Hanoi—though really, it oughta be a “Tower of Lucas”, seein’ as ya seriously doubt that that tale the dude spun ever came anywhere close to outta Vietnam. Or India, for that matter. That legend’s got the same sorta faux-exotic stink over it as “may ya live in interestin’ times.”

But anyways, discs. And stacks.

“Okay, Mac, check it,” ya say. “This is the stack of discs I’m beaucoup sure’re music CDs. Like, ninety, ninety-five percent sure. Genre I don’t always know ‘cause alotta these dudes I’ve never heard of—” this dude on this disc’s got a sax, though; that’s usually a good sign, “—but like I said, music. Most likely music. Eighty-five percent sure, music.”

Rinnosuke, sittin’ across from you, squints suspiciously. “Why is that number decreasing?” he asks.

“This stack, meanwhile, is what I’m pretty comfy labelin’ the games and programs stack,” you continue ‘splainin’. “Comfier than with the other stack, even, ‘cause the labels’re usually more of a giveaway. I’m talkin’ maybe like, seventy-five, eighty percent sure I’ve got it right here.”

“You’ve already lost fifteen percent. Are you sure I should trust your appraisal?”

“Well, if you can pull another dude with better Outsider chops, I’d totally be down for a second opinion. Two heads, right?”

“‘Two heads’?”

“Oh, right. Sorry, Mac—English proverb. ‘Two heads’re better than one,’ is how it goes.”

“There’s a saying we have that’s like that. ‘Three people who come together have Manjushri’s wisdom.’”

“I dunno who Manjushri is, but that’s fifty percent more head.”

“Manjushri is a bodhisattva, associated with wisdom—what’s this third stack?”

“Uh, yeah.” And you were kinda hopin’ that maybe Rinnosuke would just completely overlook stack number three somehow
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Author here (on his phone).

It's not dead, it's just elsewhere, which is a lot better than being dead, is my opinion. But, well, y'know.
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Would be nice if this thread were bumped whenever it updates, at least.
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Kindly don't necro threads that have been dead for over two years. If they haven't been bumped, it's because the writer is very likely not even here anymore.

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Previous Thread: >>26706

Sorry about the delay, folks.

[x] Try some flying and see Gensokyo from above, maybe we might catch a sunset.

I think some flying exercise would be a good idea, not to mention viewing the sunset together would be romantic. "I was thinking about practicing some flying and letting you take me to a few places," I say. Wriggle's seen more of Gensokyo beyond the village than I have, so I’ll let her take the lead.

"Alright! I'll be sure to watch in case you get tired since you haven’t flown this far before. I can think of a few spots… but I'm avoiding the lake in case that ice fairy feels like picking a fight again. One of these days, she's going to provoke something she can't beat, though I doubt that's slow her down much" Wriggle says. I follow her as she rises up into the air.

The land beyond the village spreads out as we go higher: I can see the misty lake and that mansion near the shore, though I don't know how to feel about that shade of red. "…Let’s head somewhere else," Wriggle says. "That color gives me a bad feeling." I nod, and she turns to head towards the shrine.

As we get closer, we turn away from it and fly over the forest. I notice the run down mansion that serves as the Prismriver sisters' home. "How can they live there?" Wriggle asks.

"They're poltergeists, so the things that would usually bother you or me don’t affect them that much. If anything it's more of a defensive measure to keep visitors away. They have less to worry about than most flesh and blood creatures."

"I think I'll try to drop by and see if I can talk any termites out of the place. If it's infested, then it won’t take long before the place is uninhabitable even for them," Wriggle answers. I practice coming to a stop and maneuvering around until she returns. "We should head back towards the village as I think it's too late to try checking out the gate."

I nod in agreement, and we start heading b
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As someone who only just found this story, I do hope to see it continue, whether or not it’s in CYOA form, it’s been a great read thus far.
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If it helps you write, I say get rid of the choices. Not sure how much my opinion matters, but I quite seriously just rediscovered the whole site by attempting to find this quest so I could reread it. I can't manage to state just how surprised or thrilled I am that you're still thinking about continuing it, regardless of the format.

Getting rid of the quest format also allows you to cross-post this to other sites with a more active user base without having to worry about tallying votes if that matters to you. The fact that most of the boards appear to have a velocity that can be measured in posts-per-month is really concerning to me, if only because I want to see the stories here preserved, and a lack of readers can also be a factor in them becoming abandoned.
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I know it's been a year and honestly I'm thinking of just shelving this as time isn't as common as it once was and my passions have changed. But the biggest hurtle is just having some time to think/compose.

Should I resume this, I'll do the whole streamlined thing.

I am grateful for what few fans I have and I'm sorry this is all I have to say.

I'm on discord as Fishman465#1121 if anyone has particular questions.

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>>31263
>Partly because we seemed very close to the end
You weren't.

>I don't think I will ever see a story just like this one again
Probably not.

>>31265
>I hope your strange needs are fulfilled by you other project.
Precisely to the point of surgery.

>>31268
Most likely:
Elly, the personification of objective evil as defined by the greatest proportion of humanity in consensus on the topic of 'evil' at any one point in time, re-instated the great flood from the aether torn, and drowned all besides Schutz, kept afloat atop the ocean of the dead in a stolen redheaded psychopomp's boat

It is a conceptual, cancerous/metastasizing, meta-tier threat to all sapient life, and cannot be avoided by being extraterrestrial (moon bunnies drown.) The drowning waters of the dead, objective evil itself, manifest 'beneath' all. It can be described as something similar to the shadow cast by the soul by the light of existing in a state of sapience above 0 degrees kelvin.

Also Komachi's boat floats on it because it'd be hard to do her job otherwise. Elly's idea of what a boat is - is different than Schutz'.

Yuuka would be fine.

It's interaction with the consumers of the hourai elixr is curious and antithetical.
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Objective Evil would have been something besides the flood in antediluvian times.
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>>31287
ah, and Noah's ark, Utnapishtim's weird box boat, etc also work to float above the waters of the dead.

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You have no name and you must potato.

Sweet potatoes, to be exact.

'Tis the season, yet none are to be seen.

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The Forest of Magic is cold this early morning, and you've just woken upon a bed of out-of-season lilies in the shade of a tree. How will you sate your hunger for Sweet Potatoes?

[ ] Search the Forest
- [ ] aimlessly. Who knows what you'll run in to?
- [ ] for Marisa's Magic Shop. Maybe Sweet Potatoes are a magic ingredient you can buy?
- [ ] for Alice's Cottage. She goes shopping in the village. Perhaps she has some potato to share.
- [ ] for Cirno. She's your bestest friend. She should totally get in on this!

[ ] Eat lilies instead. They'll tide you over for now.

[ ] Ask THP if they know where to find sweet potatoes.
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[x] Soothe the bunny by patting her head. Don't worry, she'll be smart someday.
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[x] Soothe the bunny by patting her head. Don't worry, she'll be smart someday.
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[x] Get to the point and get your answer.

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[ ] Aye, if she asks, you must trust your dear dollmaker.


In the end your mind swiftly streams through trammeling twists, for this question is no question at all. So you nod slightly, so with a small smile your dear dollmaker draws back and the two of you walk after the shield-thane once more.

"I don't think anyone's going to like what they see, when we gat back out however." Alice then tells you her voice surprisingly flat for soch a grave announcement.

"You know this well, I would wager." You answer her, the words bringing a chuckle from the Seven-Coloured Sorceress.

"I left Shanghai to keep an eye on Marisa." Alice answers you with a sly smile. "It's a trick we use sometimes."

You steal a swift glance at her and see that it is how she tells, the small puppet is nowhere in sight.

You feel strangely disappointed by this fact.

With these words spoken, you find that you've reached the temple grounds once again. Where before there was light and magic, furious forces battling in the sky, fierce like the host of Prince Eirik's men clashing with the shield-wall of the english, now there is only calm. The Wight of the deeps is nowhere in sight for your gaze only falls upon the Black-White Witch and the Immortal Phoenix, both settled down beneath a tree, looking as ones without a care in the world.

In truth this sight is a welcome one as well as one without great surprise, for forest witch is great in might, this truth you know well. Yet behind welcome victory rests well-hidden danger, for how will the high priestess take the news that her champion has fallen before foeman?

Thus you watch her warily as you make your way towards the two, wondering whether ravens shall fly over the din-of-spears before this day is done, pondering if death or glory shall be yours.

"It seems as if matters have settled down." The whisper-voice of the high priestess declares, "Would you kindly tell where Murasa has gone?"

"Oh, her?" The forest witch replies with a wave of her hand "Crashed somewhere thereabouts last I saw her -ze."
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>>28687
Fallout Gensokyo has revived after a hiatus of 6 YEARS.

After that, you have to BELIEVE.
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New years; new hopes.
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This is a woderful tale of magic and mystery, of gods and mortal man. Although it may never be completed and fade away, I can only thank the author of this story for creating it. It has once again shown me why I love norse mythology and mythology in general.

Good fortune to the creator of this tale wherever he may be.

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