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My name is Shanghai.

I'm one of the many dolls in service to my master, Alice. Every morning without fail she comes to our room and wakes us . We dance at the end of her strings, carrying out her every command. She praises us when we do well, scolds us when we don't, and mends us when we break. And every night she returns us to our shelves, and we sleep.



...so why can I see her sleeping?

I hear noises. Dolls falling, plates shattering. But I'm not falling. My vision is getting brighter instead of darker.

Master is lying face down on the floor.

Master!

The violet doll, Hourai, reacts before I do, diving to Master's side. I quickly follow her. Together we carefully roll Master onto her back.

She's still breathing, Hourai says.

Breathing. Yes. That's good. I don't remember why but I know it is.

Master? I try. Master, can you hear me? Master, wake up!

What's going on? Why has everyone stopped? another doll asks, walking toward us. Orange dress... Amsterdam. Her name is Amsterdam.

Something happened to Master, Hourai replies.

Master!? Amsterdam cries. She finally notices Master lying on the floor and starts panicking. Wha-wha-wha-what do we do!? Master!?

Calm down and let me think! Hourai shouts. She turns to me, frowning in thought. I don't know anything about medicine, do you?

No, nothing, I reply.

Well, she'll catch a chill if we just leave here here... but we can't exactly move her. Hourai turns to Amsterdam. Go get one of Master's bedsheets, we'll cover her with that.

Right! Amsterdam says, turning around...

...and flopping face-first onto the floo
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[X] Stay with Master.
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[X] Stay with Master.
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[X] Stay with Master.

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You rouse yourself, focusing your attention as something approaches. It takes you a few moments, as you stare, to realise just what it was that woke you - a pair of girls, snared by the forest, and led astray.

Led to this place, alone. Something follows them, in the darkness, but as you turn your attention towards it, it fades away, into the darkness of the forest. ...At least some of these newcomers know respect.

It's a simple effort of will to lead the two onward, through the darkness, drawing them to the heart of your power, the start of your domain -- The Trailhead.

It's the least you can do for them. They'll be safe here, for a time.

It's just as your torpor is overtaking you once more, just as your attention drifts, that you can feel the thread of power, granted to you.

You shake yourself awake once more, eyeing them carefully.

"Come on, Renko!" The purple girl tells her companion. "We're lost, and it's only polite." Her companion grumbles something you can't catch -- the doubt around her is too thick.

Despite this, it's both of them who leave crackers at your shrine, before withdrawing to argue about which way to go.

Experimentally, you take one of the crackers, nibbling at it curiously. You're not familiar with these, but they're sweet. Tasty. And you could swear that the purple one was smiling at you, just then. But of course, that's impossible.

There's a thread of power, of faith, that you consume hungrily as well. Yes, these will do. They will do well.

You'll let them walk the Path, yes. And you'll see them safely to the end of it, at that.

It's no effort at all for you to manifest, not anymore, and as you do, you draw forth the Path, allowing them to see where to go from here -- the trail that will take them to their destination, where ever that may be.

And you will walk it with them.

[ ] Guardian.
[ ] Companion.
[ ] Guide.
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Not bad at all. I like this indirect approach, this 'earn your happy ending' thing.
Of course, direct intervention is a tempting offer should the worst come to happen. Let's hope not.
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Sorry for the long silence -- thought I should give you guys an update on what's happening here.

I AM still going to finish this. I want to just make that clear.

The thing is, I'm on a ship right now, extremely busy, and super unreliable for time to write.

I'll get updates for you guys, I will, and the first one should be soonish. I only JUST got issued my shit back, though, so it's going to be touch and go.

I'll try to get at least one or two updates out this week, though.
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Oh dear god, it's Berserk all over again. He's still on that fucking boat.

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“What the-!” I say, still waking from my slumber. The feeling of a vine slowly crushing my leg painfully brings me back to reality. “Let go you twig!” I frantically kick at the vine and eventually tear it off of me before leaping backwards. The vine slowly recedes back into the forest as I retreat far enough away from its grasp.

The forest may be a home of mine, but it doesn't mean it's safe. Scanning the forest with my enhanced sight, smell, and hearing, (compared to at least thirty times better than a normal human's), I pinpoint the different creatures and life moving around me. Thankfully none of them seem to be initially hostile, besides the vine tree.

To the east is the black and white, who hums while she gathers mushrooms. To the west, the sounds of a branch snapping, followed by a shriek tells me the forest has claimed another life. To the south, I hear the sounds of a stream, its gentle waters betraying the danger it brings.

Finally, to the north I catch wind of what I was looking for… another youkai.

Getting ready for the trail ahead, I take a deep breath and stretch my limbs after that little incident with the vine. Looking down at myself to see if anything is amiss, I notice a stray tuft of black fur sticking out on my arms, so I quickly fix it back into place. A professional needs to look good after all. Besides, what kind of cat youkai would I be if I didn’t look well groomed? Finishing my grooming and stretching, I snag my gear before heading off.

Catching up to the trail, I can see the locals weren’t joking when they said the youkai’s nearly as big as a house, it's footsteps clearly leaving sizable prints in earth. The tracks in front of me are monstrous, the creature’s feet being at least a meter long by my estimate. Not to mention looking around the trail, the torn up trees also indicate it is immensely powerful.

Well, that sums up the creature is definitely large and may very well be the one causing the issue. Normally this would be Reimu’s job to exterminate unruly youkai, but since I've shown up offering to hunt down the more dangerous ones, she has grown more complacent and allows me to do
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[x] Let's go find Reimu, I should notify her I eliminated another Youkai today, not to mention if Suika’s there, something fun should happen.
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[x] Let's go find Reimu, I should notify her I eliminated another Youkai today, not to mention if Suika’s there, something fun should happen.
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[X] Let's go find Reimu, I should notify her I eliminated another Youkai today, not to mention if Suika’s there, something fun should happen.

cats terrorize local shrine maiden while tiny oni watches

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Intro: >>th/186778

I feel... Different, somehow. I suppose this should be expected, seeing as how I now have a body. Instead of my usual, unmoving octagonal shape, I can feel long, fleshy extensions twitching slightly. I suppose those are my "limbs", then.

My immediate surroundings are soft and warm. Not nearly hot enough for my liking, of course, but pleasant all the same. I can also... "hear" something. Like slow breathing, very close to me. Whoever it is appears to be asleep.

Alright, first order of business is to open my eyes. Easier said than done but, after a lot of face-scrunching, I succeed. The first thing I see is the face of a sleeping girl, merely a few inches away from mine, her blond hair strewn about messily. I don't recognise it, of course, but I could never mistake the inner flow of her magic, even as slow as it is presently.

Mistress.

Immediately more comfortable, I start to slowly experiment moving my arms about without waking her, bringing my hand in front of my face and clenching it with childlike wonder. Satisfied with my motor functions, I slowly sit up, still not waking my mistress. Spotting a mirror on the other side of the room, I take a moment to take stock of my appearance.

I resemble mistress quite a bit, with a similar body frame and even similar facial features. I probably subconsciously copied those from her when I created this body. My hair, however, is shorter with a fiery red-orange color that matches my eyes.

At that moment, a sleepy voice rises from behind me.

"Huhh... Why are the covers off...? Wait, what?!"

I turn around just in time to see mistress reach under her pillow and pull me out from under it! Well, my real body, that is. Before I realize it, she has me pointed at... Well... Myself.

"Alright, I know I was drunk last night, but not enough to bring home some girl I don't even know! So who the hell are you, and what are you doing naked in my bed?"

I can't help but smile a little. She really has no idea, does she? I
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[x]My true calling was always magical artillery, so I see no reason to change that now. Mistress will have to do without wielding me personally, however.
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Aaand called for magical artillery!
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>>29262
Your best bet for editing would be the IRC channel. It might take a minute to get peoples' attention, but there's always somebody around.

I'd offer my hand myself, but I'm swamped with stuff as it is and wouldn't be able to promise consistent results.

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Thread One: >>28086

[X] Accept.

Problem is, Aya's got a point, too. That first piece isn't doin' ya any favors standin' on its own, not if that whole Keine-droppin'-in thing gives ya anything to judge by. And sure, it's been all quiet on the eastern front since then—nobody knockin' the door down to make sure Rinnosuke hasn't been robbed or chained to the radiator or stabbed in the back with a Swiss multi-tool (he hasn't even got the right pipes for a radiator and it's the gappy kind so it doesn't even make a good surface sideways), but if it happened once, it can happen again, and you're not lookin' forwards to gettin' used to all of Rinnosuke's buds stoppin' by to size ya over for all the wrong reasons.

Plus, it's a matter of principle. If you're gonna have a rep Gensokyo-wide, ya wanna make sure it's an accurate rep. Let 'em know you're awesome, but rockin'-guitar-solo awesome, not Old-Testament-Yahweh awesome, which was loadsa times not awesome at all.

“I'm game,” ya say. “Hit me.”

Aya looks over at the door edge, then at you again. “Hit you?” she says.

“I mean get with the askin' already—I'm agreein'.” And that's the second time in this many days you've dazzled someone with a card game metaphor, not countin' Rinnosuke who always pretends to get it and then goes leafin' through a pair of dictionaries when he thinks you're not payin' attention. It's sorta doofusically admirable, so you're givin' 'im a pass. “Ya wanna sit down or something?” ya add.

Aya does wanna sit down or something. She barely pauses to do the (belated) obligatory Japanese ritual politespeak, and then she's practically rushin' in, strides gargantuan with—

She's got little stilts on her shoes.

Under her shoes. She's got little stilts under her shoes. Like, attached.
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[x] Through the back!
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[x] Through the roof!

It's the last thing ANYBODY would expect!
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New thread over here: >>29124

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Crossposted here:
https://forums.sufficientvelocity.com/threads/march-of-the-failies.24933/

Votes from both sites will be counted.

~*~

In the strange dust and ashes of an abandoned cottage, you are born.

Your first sound is that of the rain pouring down, and your first sight is that of the charcoal blasted ceiling, with a hole in the corner, through which rain falls into and partially floods the simple house you find yourself in. You can smell nature and decay and chemicals unknown.

And your first thought is this: I am a failure.

From my very first moment of life, you realised this, before any other piece of knowledge: That you are a failure, that you were born in failure, that you shall live in failure, and that you shall die in failure. You were born in a building half-broken, beneath a storm.

You can feel the patheic nature of your life slowly crushing you, grinding you into nothingness.

Which brings up the question: Why carry on at all?

You can feel yourself lying on hardness.

[] Contemplation

[] Struggle

[] Rest

[] Write-in
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[x] Much better, thanks to you and yours.
[x] Peanut butter sandwich
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[x] Fine, thank you
[x] Steak Sandwich
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[X] Fine, thank you
[X] Go to the kitchen pantry, see what they have

>And then Hakone writes something new on the paper. . .

>The voice of Miss Hakone wafts over to you. . .

Was I the only one that noticed that the dolls have gone from using paper signs to speaking aloud?

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Decided to do a coin toss for the first two votes. Commencing update.

[c] Stay with Alice. Bonding time with seven-coloured puppeteer~

“If I were to stay with you, could I at least let my family know about this?”

“Of course you can, dear. Why, if I may ask?”

You tighten your arms about Alice’s waist. “I used to take nightshift assignments back in Melbourne. Often had to spend my night outdoors, so yeah.” You’re slightly worried when Alice stays silent, but your doubt is quickly washed away as she gently pats you. “I take it as a yes, then.”

“I already gave you my permission, silly,” Alice giggles. “Hang on. I’ll let Shanghai and Hourai deliver the message.”

“Are they capable of doing that?” you ask, slightly concerned over the fact that Alice’s entrusting her dolls to do the bidding.

“What are you talking about?” So saying, both Shanghai and Hourai appear beside Alice and curtsy to their master. “Like I said earlier, they’re my best creations and I’m very proud of them. Is there anything you’d like to convey to them before I send them?”

Your only concern is why Shanghai and Hourai are staring jealously at you. Maybe it was because you were hugging their master without their consent? It’s impossible, dolls aren’t supposed to have self-conscious, let alone emotions like jealousy.

“Well?”

“Right.” You tuck all your doubts deep in your head and begin relaying the message to the dolls. It takes you a few good minutes before the whole message is conveyed, and the dolls nod to one another before darting off to the forest. “Is it alright to send them off just like that?” you ask as you watch them leave through the window.

“They’ll be alright,” Alice tells you.

“What about these two?” you ask, pointing at Reika and Kogasa.

“I figured that they can find their own way home, but I’ll let them stay here for the night. You don’t mind, do you?”

“If you’re okay with it.” Besides, waking your half-sister and her friend while they’re enjoying their tri
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[x] Yes, please choose one.
[x] Ask Kogasa about…
- [x] How she manages to be so youthful at her age.
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[X] Yes, please choose one.
[X] Ask Kogasa about…
-[X] How she manages to be so youthful at her age.

I am a million years later here, but I have to say that I like this. I really do. I hope you will resume this sooner or later, SATA. And seeing how LSL came back, I have hope that you'll do the same here.
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story is ded, not big surprise

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You wake up.

Okay, so waking up's not the weird part. You do it all the time, actually. Waking up is your bread and butter, by which what you're trying to say is that you wake up, and then you eat some bread and butter before you jet out the door so you don't get later than the late you already are. A long time ago you were all—cereal! Toast! OJ! All part of this balanced breakfast—but you always ended up bustin' into where you were supposed to be just in the nick of time even when you got up early to bother with toast prep, so you nixed it. It's not like you need something in your stomach anyway, in the mornings. It's all preference. Like shampoo.

So waking up's not the weird part.

Waking up in a forest, though? When you're something like ninety-nine percent sure you didn't go to sleep there? Totally weird. Good thing you've got a system.

First things first—gotta check for immediate complications. You feel around for stitches you don't remember getting and come up empty, which means you probably still have your kidneys. Or was it your liver? Either way, they're all three probably still in you, unless someone's figured out how to do stealth surgery, which is a legit concern but not one you can do anything about right now. Your heart's still beating, so you haven't been turned into a zombie or a vampire or a zombie vampire or anything like that—probably, again. Your vision's keen, and when you say “Testing testing,” it's as clear as it oughta be which takes care of hearing and vocals all at once.

Anything else?

Your head feels fine, which means nobody clocked you when you weren't looking—though that would've meant one mystery down. You run through the vitals anyway. You remember where you grew up and where you went to school. You know your mom's name and your dad's name and the names of a whole lotta other people related to you. And of course you know—

Wait.

Whoa, hold on. What's your name ag
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The image at post >>28204 is a badly drawn parody of Gheorghe Tattarescu's “Nemesis, zeiţa răzbunarii”. I drew it myself. I got a fair bit into it before I remembered I couldn't draw. In Greek mythology, Nemesis was a goddess who meted out divine justice. Christie knows this, when I remember she knows this.

The image at post >>28097 is from the music video to Semisonic's “Closing Time”. I like that song unironically and there's nothing you can do about it. Well, I suppose you could do something about it, but I feel like the effort would be disproportionate.
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I feel like I shouldn't have called them “respect knuckles”. I don't know why I called them “respect knuckles”. I should have just gone with “fistbump”. The title of the image that went with that post is even “fistbump.png”.

I've been trying to find people to play tabletop games with via irc, but most of the people I can find who are playing irc tabletop games at all are playing in really depressing settings. I want to have fun. I don't want to wander a dead world, or be faced constantly with the specter of my own mortality.

I want to be able to believe that everything will turn out just fine.

Anyway, that should be enough posts. I'll see you in the next thread.
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My editor, who is wise, told me that I ought to put a link to the next thread, so I will.

>>28601

There's no deeper meaning to this being Patchouli. I just searched for images of a Touhou character pointing in an upward direction. I couldn't make my search that specific, though, so I went with "Touhou" and "pointing" and from there sorted through the results myself.

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Previous thread: >>22216

Sorry for the delay, but here's the new thread~!

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[c] Talk with Grandma about…
- [c] …what she had wanted to tell you back at her home.


“Grandma.” You squeeze her hands, making her tremble slightly. “Look at me, just for one second.” You chuckle over her reluctance and push her chin up; a bright blush decorates her soft cheeks the moment your eyes make contact. “Come on, you know we both have nothing to hide from each other, right?”

She breaks off the eye contact and looks away, trying to hide her blush. “Treating me like I’m younger than I should,” she murmurs. “You’re embarrassing me, Alyssa, even though I’m older than you…”

You laugh softly. “You know what they always say about me,” you say. “A heart-stealing magician of the blazing star, right?”

She mutters something intelligible before she sighs and looks back at you. “Well, if you say so…” She gulps, and you can’t help noticing her struggles in keeping her fear hidden, but your doubt is swept away when she squeezes your hands in return. “So, Alyssa, is there anything you wish to talk with me?” she asks.

You smile. “Actually, yes,” you answer. “Well, I’m not sure if you still remember, but… how exactly did you find me in the first place?” You falter, and you decide to change the question. “I mean… how exactly did I find my way to Melbourne at all?”

“Oh, about that matter…” She tightens her squeeze on your hands with such force you think she’s going to hurt you. “Well, I guess I shouldn’t keep it a secret anymore from you after all these years…” She releases your hand. “But I just want to ask you this: are you ready to face the truth?

“You make it sound so significant,” you try to joke.

“Of course I am! It’s about your past, present and future,” Grandma says.

You smile. “Grandma.” You close the distance, until the front tip of your hat hangs
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[x] Take Alice to your home. Introduce her to the rest of your family.
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[x] On the other hand, why are Shanghai and Hourai staring jealously at you?

Asking the important questions.
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Previous thread: >>24655

[X] Since she's offering I'd like to share some of the latent worries caused by today.

Although I don’t want to burden Wriggle with my worries, getting them out in the open should help. “It was just crazy today when Reimu kicked the door off of its hinges. She looked far more menacing than any youkai and started making various accusations about Miss Keine. Most were rather crude, and Reimu also threatened her with some 'secret' that she knows. Father and Mr. Yaguu arrived to stop her from doing more, and she left saying that Keine's position was created solely to spite her. If what Reimu said is right, the more it seems that the biggest thing trying to subvert the order of Gensokyo is the better part of the council. Those old fools… have they no respect for history?” There goes the water and the shampoo… oh that feels nice. I don’t know how I’ll manage to wash my hair myself now that I’ve felt how Wriggle does it.

“I’m not really sure about all that, but I know that Keine isn't someone who'd abuse her power… or looks,” answers Wriggle. “I think Reimu was just driven to say those things in anger. Cheer up though: the village has a bright future since those old men won't be around forever, and will be replaced by people with more sense, like you.” Now she's moving to the back... ah, that feels so nice.

“Wriggle, that really feels nice. I can't think of anything else to say that doesn’t come off sounding cheesy…” I say. I really can’t say much else; something like 'I don't know how I could have lived without this' or something equally worse would ruin the moment. I think I've cleaned up everywhere else as Wriggle rinses me off. I stand up to let her sit down.

“Yuki, could you wash my back now? I'd ask you to do my hair, but with these, it's better to be careful,” Wriggle says, pointing to her antennae. I nod and start working the soap into a lather before I try my best to replicate what she did. Leaning into my hands, she says, “Yuki, don'
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still alive but sort of struggling with my schedule and update.
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Well... we hit autosage, but good news everyone, I finished my update. Bad news? Proofer's going to AWA, go figure.

It'll be up in a new thread. Sorry about the wait.
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