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**This was written late at night while just as sleepy as Marisa. Future installments will be shorter, but more coherent.**

You are Marisa Kirisame. Ordinary Witch extraordinaire, kleptomaniac, and self-proclaimed best girl of Gensokyo. Also not a morning person. Then again, when being a "morning person" means waking up with the sun, who would? That question rolls through your head for the thousandth time as you attempt to climb out of bed. "Attempt" is the key word, here. You don't really manage to make it out of bed before tripping over the blankets you forgot to push back and tumbling headfirst into a pile of (stolen) books.

*That* gets you awake. Nothing like a headache to start off the day! With a grimace, you grasp your head with one hand and start re-stacking the books. Some of these you don't even remember taking. "Cryomancy vol. I: A Study of Entry Level Ice Magicks" you *definitely* don't remember taking. And to top that off, you don't think you have a real reason to be taking it. Ice magic doesn't interest you except for dealing with a cranky Cirno, and even then a few well placed lasers work just as well. Better to just blast her and let her reform than try to reason with a fairy. Never mind that last time you tried to "reason" with Cirno in one of her moods you ended up in the Misty Lake having to swim back to shore. Setting that thought line aside, you arrange the stack neatly and read the titles on the spines, seeing if there's any you should actually read instead of setting them aside in a "to-do" list. Surprisingly, there is, in fact, one book you like: "Warp vol. V: A Study of Advanced Spatial Manipulation and Other Dimensional Magicks". Sure, the title is a mouthful, but anything about how to get into other dimension should be an interesting read, no?

The headache and your sleepiness forgotten, you open up the book, prop yourself against your bed, and start reading.

**Where will you start?**
[]Chapter 1: Spatial Magicks in Review
[]Chapter 13: Wormholes and Other Shortcuts
[]Chapter 20: Creating Pocket Dimensions
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Summer has arrived early, making doing anything a slog. Fret not, I have plans.
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Annnd I mistakenly put the sage in the wrong field. Hazards of phoneposting while trying to sleep.
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2000+

This is a slow-to-write update. Time-debt for the prior two which were faster than most.
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3000+ words. Unless there be reason to continue writing, I'll edit and post.

Update tomorrow? New thread tomorrow?
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So, third time’s the charm, right? I’mma give this another shot, and hope that I can actually…you know, finish a story this time.

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There are days where you just don’t want to get out of bed. I mean, don’t get me wrong, you still gotta, but sometimes you really, REALLY wish you could lie in bed and tell the world to buzz off. Maybe it was the training I had back at my last home, or living out in this ‘magic forest’, but something had tipped me off that I needed to get up and moving.

NOW.

Had I been anywhere else, or any other time, I would have told my instincts to shut it, but with a groan, I dived out of the hammock. That got me a few seconds to think before the little girl who had been hunting me for the last three days brought her jaw down where my arm had been moments ago..

“Really, again?” I sighed, jumping to my feet and stretching.

“Yeah! They told me you taste like jerky!” The little girl was practically bursting with excitement as she spoke. She flashed me that little devilish grin, and I knew talking would be just as pointless as the last three days. “I want another bite! All I got was smoke and chalk last time!”

That made me chuckle. Poor girl tried to bite my left arm in a surprise attack the day before yesterday. Unfortunately for her, I had lost that a few weeks ago in an accident. Fortunately for me, I have enough control over ash and smoke to make a working replacement from it.

“What’ll it take to get you to go away?” I groan and shake my head. I wouldn’t be getting an answer to that one since the little brat decided to charge me while I was talking. Another sigh and I consider my next move.

[ ] Use the power of that dragon tattoo.
[ ] Time is on your side, consider it carefully.
[ ] Just make something blow up in her face.

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So, think about your votes, because for the first three or four votes, these will factor into the backstory of
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Throwing up a status update for everyone.

Due to a new job and a convention, I'm going to throw this story up on hiatus until the second week or so of July.

Hopefully, by then I'll have a more solid idea of where the story is going, since It's not the same one I planned to tell, and that's a good thing.
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Ok then. Good luck.
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I'm alive, and under a new name. Kinda. Long story short, I got into a lot of different things, and many of them kept me from even being able to look back here till recently.

So here is a small interlude while I work on the real update.

Almost forgot the image.

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“What do you make of it, Lady Hijiri?”

“It's an interesting tale... and a worrying one. This could bring a much greater danger than we thought if we ignore it, assuming it is not a falsehood. What do your friends say?”

“Unfortunately, I didn't have anyone near the Mansion at the time, nor have I been able to get anyone in.”

“An unfortunate development. That maid is commendable in that part of her job.”

“What are we going to do though? We can't just pretend it's all sunshine and rainbows. If it were up to me, he'd have an accident in the river before he finishes recovering.”

“Minamitsu...”

“Sorry, Lady Hijiri.”

“What about you, Shou? You know him better than the rest of us, even if it is only a night compared to a few minutes.”

“Something about all of this seems... odd. there has to be another force working behind the scenes. If he knows about it, it could mean that this may be a falsehood, like you guessed, but if not, he may be a victim as well. Until what happened with the vampire is public knowledge, it is too dangerous to assume he is innocent or guilty of what rumors say.”

“That's rather passive of you master.”

“I am. I believe this is a situation for the tactician and spy, not the warrior. I have other troubles to worry about anyway.”

“Is The Family acting up again?”

“In a form...”

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[X] Which means you've got responsibilities, here. Estimate as truthfully as ya can.

Which means you've got responsibilities.

Regardless of any douchenozzle tendencies this dude in front of you's displayin'.

Nuts. “Eight dollars,” ya say, puttin' the disc back down. “I'm gonna say 'bout eight dollars.”

Rika does a squinchin' of the peepers, royal. “You paused,” she says.

“I didn't pause.”

“You paused,” Rika says again. “Before you named your price, you paused.”

“That wasn't a pause,” ya say. “That was more like a happenstantial ellipsis.”

“That would be a pause. That's a pause. An ellipsis denotes a pause.”

“As the dude who either did or didn't pause, I think I can tell if I paused or not, which I didn't,” ya say. “Tell 'er, Mac. Tell 'er I didn't pause.”

Rinnosuke sits there lookin' ya both askance, cheek of his mug restin' easy in his palm.

“Mac,” ya say again.

“She didn't pause,” Rinnosuke says. His syllables come out half-squashed, squeezin' between his lips and the hand he's not even botherin' to move away for understandability.

But that's good enough. “See?” ya say, whirlin' back to the dude ya like least here. “I didn't pause. Eight smackers, over easy. Whaddya iratin' at me for, anyways? That's scant compared to what the others're worth.”

“My problem is that the more you talk, the more I think that you're simply making these prices up as you go.

Well, ya can't say she's wrong.

“You're wrong,” ya say.

Or ya guess ya can. Whoops! And with that, ya flip label-side-up the grand finale of disc procession and—oh, wait, this last one's actually just tax preparation software. Talk about an anticlimax. “Yo Mac, how'dja score these agai
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I like this story. Hello, author.
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This is the restart thread of "Tales of the Flower Youkai's Mansion - Tale of the Outsider". Keep that in mind. Now, let's restart this tale!

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It was quiet one moment, quiet the next. Such was my life. Day in, day out, always the same process.

Suddenly, I could hear a quiet song being sung, yet I could not figure out what the person was singing. Then, there was darkness.


"Hello...What...here...Spark..." What? "Why... are you... garden..." I can't understand her, and I think I'm slipping in and out of consciousness. I couldn't run away, nor move at all, to the best of my knowledge.

"Can... hear me? No? ...Mugenkan... go!" ...Something something what? Mugenkan?

-----TIMESKIP-----

"Can you hear me?" Someone asks, as they enter the room where I'm located. I nod. "Do you know where you are?" "...No... Not at all..." I reply. "I see..." "What is your name?"

>> We restart our story. The original is RetConned.
>> Votes are called by the next Saturday of the post's date, or when a choice reaches 5 votes or more. I will over-ride this secondary rule if I believe there is some sort of cheating going on in the choice voting, and ignore all non-tripcoded votes.

[_] Alex
[_] Travis
[_] Cline
[X] Write-ins prohibited.

>> The story begins once more. The image may or may not have something to do with the story.
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[X] Read the book that Yuuka gave you during her explanation.
// It's called "A Guide to Gensokyo". The author is one named "Hieda no Akyuu".

Vote to see if this thread will crash and burn from votes
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[X] Read the book that Yuuka gave you during her explanation.

I'm curious to see your view of Gensokyo
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[X] Read the book that Yuuka gave you during her explanation.

Become a bookworm that moves across the flower fields

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I'm digging through a pile of books in the corner of one of my non-study rooms when I hear the knocking at the door.

My name's Marisa Kirisame. I'm an ordinary magician who likes to make potions, read books, and have a good Danmaku battle. People say I'm a kleptomaniac, but really I just like borrowing stuff.

I'm also not really in that good of a standing with many people in Gensokyo, meaning that no-one really knocks at my door, and the people I'm friends with don't really care all too much for formalities anyway.

Except Alice, but she told me today that I should stay away from her home or she'd kill me. I don't see why she always needs to say something like that, though.

Anyway, the knocking at the door catches my attention. For a moment, I consider going back and rifling through all those books again, since there's probably nothing that I need to do right now. But that's not me; I'm more of a living in the moment sorta gal. So standing up, I take a deep breath and dust off my hands, then raise my voice to say 'Coming!'

I take my time tiptoeing around the small piles of books scattered around the floor, alongside the few relics that I stole borrowed from Kourin. That guy's a bit kooky even if he did help raise me when I ran away from home.

I step into the hallway and turn towards the door. Taking a few steps forward, I put on my best smile and open the door. 'Morning.'

'Good morning, Marisa.'

I blink. Then again.

Standing in front of me is Okina, that loli goddess from the door place. The one who offered me a job at being her slave. She has a wide, friendly smile on her face.

If you'd ask me to describe Okina, then I'd say she looks pretty nice. She's about 4'6", shorter than I am, and she looks like a little kid.

And as much as I hate to admit it, she's pretty cute.

I open my mouth, but my voice gets caught in my throat and I start to feel a bit nervous.

Okina notices. 'What's wrong?' she asks, tilting her head in a gesture
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[x] I should invite Okina inside; maybe she’ll want some tea. I mean, most people want tea, and I don’t think she’s had any yet with anyone.

Come on people, manners. They're not hard.
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So right now consensus seems to be to invite Okina inside; however, I feel like waiting a bit longer before an update, maybe for a day or so, just to make sure.
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[x] I should invite Okina inside; maybe she’ll want some tea. I mean, most people want tea, and I don’t think she’s had any yet with anyone.
-[x] Actually, wait a second; why is she here in the first place? Isn’t she supposed to be in her door dimension or something, defending Gensokyo and helping it in the background?

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You heard... some sort of lyric. They were also the last thing you heard up until this point. Suddenly, you blacked out.



"Why... in my garden...? Get... or you... I'll do..." You are going in and out of consciousness, and it sounds like you're being threatened. You can't even move, or talk...

"Hey... hear me... No... I guess... take you... Mugenkan Mansion..." ...Okay? What does this person want with you? Sounds like they're taking you to a mansion named 'Mugenkan'... or something of the like.


????? HOURS LATER...

"Can you hear me now?" You nod. "Good. Now, who are you...?"

[X] Alex
[X] Travis
[X] ________
[i] Write-in.

// I was going to post this in /coriander/ but it was locked.
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Already? Damn. Hope everything is ok man.
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Hello, residents of the /forest/.

Two months ago, I created an RP. Yes, this one. Only four days after it began, my mother passed away. As a result, I was forced to take an indefinite hiatus from this website, as well as the internet in general.

I am sorry to say, but...
This story is over.
However.
I am going to rewrite the beginning. Restart the RP. We should have no more issues. Let us begin this story once more... On a new thread.
This failed attempt at an RP is now conidered RETCONNED.
Signed,
~ Kurzov/FartherYakani
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Moonlight is cast in maze-like patches across the forest canopy, mingling with the ambient magical radiation in a display that would be considered beautiful if not for the implications. Everything under the full moon is made stronger, more violent. Lunatic.
Except you, a human.

You are hunting, but it isn’t hunger that justifies your being here. After all, being consumed by a moonlit beast ill fills your own empty stomach. You have a far grander purpose. Paying your rent. Be it in veal, rabbit, or whatever other tolerably untainted animal happens upon your eye. As long as it’s fresh.
Tomorrow is your due; but if your sense of time is accurate, that tomorrow just became today.
All the more reason to be here.

So you stand, knee deep in the magically doped bramble of reed and fungi constituting the undergrowth of The Forest of Magic. At the stroke of midnight. Under a full moon. No one has died from a youkai attack since the implementation of spellcard rules, but you’re trying your best tonight. The amalgamated array of seals stretching across your body and arms have done a noble job of deterring would-be foes times past; be it by their potency, or the sheer gravitas of the Hakurei brand, even by proxy.
You doubt that under this lunatic light the seals would fare any better than the paper they were scribbled on.

All that‘s between you and a particularly delirious set of jaws is a bow and knife-
-and the fact you haven’t seen a single living creature the entire day.

The Forest of Magic, on full moon, is filled with a silence more deafening than the howling of beasts it has usurped. You've grown accustomed to its usual cacophony, and your place within it. It's your sanctuary of nearly a decade. You knew traversing the forest on the full moon would be reckless, bordering on suicide with the usual berth granted by youkai breached by moonlit judgment. But this eery state of stillness stokes your paranoia to the obscene.
You are filled with the constant sense of being isolated, yet at the same time hounded by the shadows which replace the forest's inhabitants. Each time your foot so much as glances into the forest's gloom, a fl
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We'll focus on human-like beings interactions then!
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Heya.

Update should be out in ~2 days? Hard to tell, my schedule aligns disgustingly with my editors. I get home when he goes to sleep!

I already have the update image ready.

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Have mercy.
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[X] … you really did ignore him for days, though. Does he really expect so little of you?


Ken holds your gaze firmly as his apology sinks into your stomach like lead. You struggle for reply, swallowing dryly before checking on Shanghai. Catching your glance, she rises from the drainboard, her bright red ribbon and cornflower blue dress darkened several shades by the persistent dampness. She crosses the kitchen to circle around your back and take up her station to your right, a few last drops of rainwater dripping from her tiny shoes.

And she probably looks better than you do, right now.

“No,” you say, voice low and thick. You swallow again, for all the good it'll do. “No... no I haven't.” You wait for him to reply, each moment scraping down your nerves till you can't stand it anymore. “I ignored you-”

for days,

“-too long. I haven't been-”

thoughtful, considerate, kind,

“-a good host.” You reach out and try to straighten out Shanghai's limp red ribbon again for something to do. “That's not my way. You just caught me... shorthanded.”

“Alice, you-”

Your temper flares at the pithy pity in his tone. “I'm what!?” you snap, rounding on him with your fists clenched. “What am I, Ken? Please educate me, oh sage of sinner's souls!”

Your pulse flutters in alarm to see him holding your gaze firmly, not tensing before your wrath like he has, like he ought. He just plants a hand on his hip, other supporting himself on the back of his kitchen chair. You screw up your fists and hold your breath, bottling your indignation in your breast. You remember the harsh rapping at your laboratory door, his hard eyes and curt exit - he was pissed, and now he just has pity, Mister Pork Pincushion good one use that deigns to show you-

“A professional,” Ken replies flatly.

You open your mouth and promptly close it again.
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I will ask this too, with almost zero hopes, but still.

Flaming faggot, will this go on sooner or later?
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If you're looking this over fruitboi, there is at least one person still interested in seeing this continue. I hope to see you writing *something* soon!
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Make that two. Come back, damn faggot!

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[X] Through the back!
-[X] Inform the leg of your plan.

Lucky for you, you've got 'sperience in this “hidin'” biz. In through the back of the shop—and that's some breath catchin' in your throat, the way you've gotta juggle a leg while jigglin' a handle, but then the door gives, and ya basically nearly fall through—and then

“Check it,” ya gasp. “Do ya trust me?”

The horse's leg doesn't answer 'cause they haven't got a mouth. They twitch and nudge at your arm with their leg, though, which either means, “I trust ya,” or, “I beg ya, please don't dismember me more than I'm already reverse-unmembered; I've got horse leg family.”

Close enough.

“Okay, listen up—I've got an ace hidin' space. The problem is, if ya make with the buckin', you're gonna give it away. How good're you at playin' statue?”

The leg slows twitchin'. That means, “Totally good!” Either that or, “I've given up on continued livin' and await the cessation of my existence in quiet despair.” The first one, prolly.

Also close enough.

Just gotta hope Rinnosuke hasn't done any remodelin' in the past few hours. Though if he has put in a serdab after all, that'd be totally sweet. Ya doubt it, though. And plus you're not totally sure you've got the time to get serdab-huntin'.

Which means—

There's the sound of a door openin' from somewhere up front.

Your blood goes kelvin.

Yeah. Time to hide. Ya cross your fingers—mentally, 'cause your finger fingers're busy handlin' support, at the mo—and make for point B. And you're double lucky, 'cause it's still there
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WHOOPS, I'M A DOPE.

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