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You awaken with a splitting headache and a strange lightness of body you’ve never experienced before. It is only when you attempt to roll out of bed that another strange aspect imposes itself upon your senses – you aren’t in your bed. Or your room. Or house. Rather, you are lying on the ground, alone, in a small forest clearing. The scene is so picturesque that if it weren’t for the incredible pain, you’d almost think you were dreaming. But even that is quickly fading, you realize, and by the time you get to your feet, it’s already disappeared, with only the memory remaining to indicate it ever existed. In fact…you stretch experimentally, and realize that you feel better than ever, energized and fit, with none of the little aches and pains you normally ignored.

With a yawn, you look around to get a better idea of where you are. Nothing really stands out, a pair of paths on either side of the clearing leading away from you. Wait…the trees…
With a bit of a start, you realize just how big these trees really are. Why, you could almost build a house in the branches of some of the larger ones! And all of the plants seem so unnaturally vibrant and alive! And big! With a frown, you look down. No, the plants aren’t quite so large as you had thought. You’re just quite a bit smaller than you’re used to. And…floating a few inches off of the ground. Oh. So, it really is a dream?

You start walking towards one of the paths, putting your questions out of mind as you decide to just try and explore the forest, only to be stymied by the fact that your feet are six inches off the ground. Maybe if you just…? Acting on your first impulse, you lean forward a bit, and will yourself forward. It is a dream, so maybe just through willpower..?

You’re still surprised as you begin to drift over to your chosen path, flying as naturally as if you were born to it. With a delighted laugh, you throw your arms out to the sides, like a small child pretending to fly, and start to try tricks. Even if you mess up, it is just a dream, and no-one’s watching to see you make a fool of you
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What happened? Status update?
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So are you still alive?
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SO! Status report!
Unfortunately, this story is going on indefinite hiatus.
That huge silent period of mine was me never being on the boards because I was battling my update. Which is why I am going to put this on hiatus. Because it shouldn't take months and months to write an 800-1200 word update. And I can't write anything decent for this story, right now. But I like it, and don't want to abandon it entirely.
So break.

In the meantime, I'll probably work on some other things. I have a mini-CYOA in the works, which may even go up tonight.

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Choose name: (Optional)
Describe appearance: (Optional)
Choose difficulty: Easy (tea-party time), Normal (pretty normal), Hard (youkai are youkai-like)

Choose 3 or less personality traits:
Scatterbrained OR Focused
Athletic OR Lazy
Dexterous OR Clumsy
Emotional OR Stoic
Brave OR Cowardly
Lucky OR Unfortunate
Charismatic OR Unsocial
Kind OR Harsh
Strong OR Weak

Note: Lazy overrides Strong, and vice versa. Scatterbrained overrides Charismatic, and v.v. Weak overrides Athletic, and v.v. Stoic overrides Kind, and v.v. Cowardly overrides Charismatic, and v.v.

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Updaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaate.
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This is abandoned, in case that wasn't clear.

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[X] A fairy ought to know faeries best. While you may have your doubts, trust in her plan.

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"Very well." You accede to Cirno. "If I am to have any hope of extricating myself from this misunderstanding without harming my dear fairy, I will have to rely upon you. In this matter I am in your care."

It pains you to place all your hopes upon a young lady, but there is nothing for it. As a fairy and a girl, Cirno is far more apt to understand the heart of your dear fairy than you yourself. A shame, but an unavoidable one.

"So, you're saying you'll go with my plan, right?" Cirno frowns until you offer her a nod of confirmation. "Alright, good! If you would just say things easy-like, then..." A groan of irritation escapes the poor girl. "Never mind! I'm going, so... hurry up and get working!"

The ice fairy spares you no more words and speeds off into the forest, leaving you to your own devices. Fortune has it that you recall the way back to Miss Lorelei, a feat that you allow yourself some small amount of pride in - the madcap dash that Cirno seems so fond of would no doubt leave a man with less awareness stranded. With that issue resolved, however, you are left with a far more troubling thought:

Just how are you to convince Miss Lorelei to let you deal with this personal trouble?

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"Absolutely not. You're not getting out of work."

With those words, your hopes of postponing your work for the day are completely dashed. Ah, cruel fortune! So like the moon, constantly changing; ever waxing, but waning! Alas, there is nothing for it; you could protest and plead with your lady, but to rally against that frown and that pout seems far too momentous a task for a lowly debtor such as yourself.

"You said you weren't going to run away from this, didn't you?"

Ah, yes, the pains of obligation. She is certainly correct, though. You promised to work for her, and as you well know, there is some divide between personal and professional life. It looks as though you will have to work out a solution to your troubles on your own time, and
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>Forgot to sage.
God damn it, man. Oh well, it appears to be an accident, nothing to flip shit about.
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These are the questions many have asked, but no answer has been heard. We can only wait, and hope.

Isn't it sad, Mystia?
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>Reading before 2012
Guess not.

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You take a sip from the gourd. Suika calling it firewater was an apt enough description; it feels as if you just washed a flow of lava down your throat. How call Mystia even drink this?

Thankful that you hadn't taken more than a sip, you halfheartedly hold it out towards Alice and say a bit hoarsely, "Wanna try?"

Alice's currently-amber eyes widen as she waves a hand half-panicky to ward the gourd off as she replies, "Oh no no, I'm very bad with alcohol. Suika's drink would certainly knock me out flat."

You shrug as you hand the gourd back to Suika, who glues it to her mouth and tips onto her back. Getting up, you and Alice leave the drunkards to their fun. You walk by Reimu again, who is still working on those paper charms. Wanting to try to strike up a little conversation, you ask, "Hey Reimu, what exactly are those anyway?"

Reimu looks up at you curiously. "You're still here? Well, these are luck charms. It's hard to come by money, so I got this idea to sell some of these down in the village."

She pauses for a moment, as she taps a finger to her chin while looking at you.

"I don't suppose you'd want to do me a favor, maybe give a good first impression to the local shrine maiden who is quite capable of kicking your ass horribly if you pissed her off, perhaps?"

Reimu's way of putting her request makes you wonder what other outsiders may have done to get on her bad side. For a second, you start having second thoughts about what you promised to Tenshi. This may be tricky.

"You'd like help selling these, I take it?" you ask, taking one of the charms off the table to look it over. Reimu sure has some good calligraphy skills, or at least you guess so. It's not like you can read the kanji inscribed on the paper.

Reimu plucks the charm out of your grasp and adds it back to the stack now in her hands as she stands up.

"I'll go with the two of you to the village. Once we're there, I'll tell you what to do."

That sounds simple enough. Maybe if you did a few things for Reimu and got on
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[X] Take the East door.
[X] You're an engineer, right? It should be easy to remember a binary number for what turns you make.

0 for turning left, 1 for right. Make the number bigger as needed.
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I'm really not sure what I'm doing with this story anymore. On the one hand I've been so preoccupied with others things and have little motivation to write, but on the other hand I really don't want to abandon this. Also, slow updates are slow...
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Take as long as you need, motivation will come when the time is right. We'll wait for you.

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“You want me to pay you right here? Right now? You’ve got to be kidding me!”

You remain calm. The fact that you’re dealing with the city’s most influential family doesn’t bother you much. In fact your only response is to stare at the man in white overall and fedora. “Why not? It has been stated in the contract, and my client has to agree to it without any question,” you speak. “I expect you to do the same.”

“But you didn’t say that I have to prepare the money before you arrive!” the man protests. You can see his face contorting as he tries to suppress his anger, and his hands clenching the armrest in rage. “This is too much. You’re trying to extort money from me, aren’t you?”

“Perhaps.” You lean against the chair. “Sure, you can terminate the contract anytime you like, and I don’t see any problem about it. But I have to warn you.” You lean forward again, pointing the pen at his face. “I will have to charge you extra for the termination, and that might include additional payment for the time I have to waste just to get to your headquarters.”

“You insolent bit-”

“Look. I’m only trying to strike a bargain with you,” you cut him off. “And I’m the only one capable of accomplishing this task perfectly.” You keep your gaze fixed on him as you continue: “of course, you can just refuse this offer and look for somebody else, but believe me: you won’t find anyone willing to charge you this low.”

The man, whose age you guess is around his fifties, groans and shakes his head. “Alright, Kirisame, you win. How much do I have to pay?”

“Not until you tell me the purpose of hiring me,” you answer.

He sighs. “Very well.” And he starts his explanation of the reason he seeks for your service, detailing every piece of information that will prove invaluable to your operation. This kind of business isn’t unusual; as a matter of fact you have been doing this for almost ten years. As a transporter, you have been entrusted by the community in the city to delivers good to their intended destination, and you almost always find the adrenaline rush in it. You have made friends and rivals
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[ ] Resist. Fight back. Counterattack. Whatever you do to defend your modesty.
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Kurumi?
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New thread: >>22216

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Today, I met the most beautiful woman.

It was love at first sight. Mad love. The kind of love you hear about in old stories. She truly is the only one for me.

I was on youkai extermination duty that day. In the forest, at that. I can ward off lesser youkai well enough, but but the forest is home to some things I'd rather not think about. And her. Suddenly, from the trees came the woman that even now holds my thoughts. I swear on my life, she must have been the youkai of beauty or I'm a fool.

How her eyes gleamed in the soft moonlight. Her song, a voice clear as glass weaving music sweet as honey. She was pristine, in sharp contrast to the dank forest around her. A true angel, complete with a set of wings. Her talons, sharpened to impeccable points, glistened as they tore into Haku. He may have been saying something, but I only remember the girl's wonderful singing. As he fell, all I could think about was how much red suited her. As she shook her hair out of her face before taking a bite of her prey, it caught the light. Such hair, a rich, silky lavendar that the girls in the village could only dream of. And on the inside, I burned with jealousy. She was enjoying him. And yet I just stood there, transfixed. When I finally found myself, she had gone, and I was alone.

I will return tomorrow to see her. Wait for me, my love! If this is madness, I pity the sane.
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This is the best thread on /border/.
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>/border/

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After clawing my way through several weeks of despair, I finally was reunited with you guys. At long last, the second installment of Bob's adventures.

I hope you enjoy it. I'm gonna go have a deeply emotional moment over this reunion, before resuming my normal cold and emotionless robotic state.
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[X] Offer to help Eirin.

“It would be a pleasure to do whatever I can for you, Miss Yagokoro.” You respond, bowing slightly “I am at your disposal.” Marisa groans and buries her head in her hands “Dammit, Bob…” Eirin just smiles sweetly.



A little while later, you and Marisa (riding atop her broom, as Eirin didn’t offer you a ride, much to your dismay) land outside of a large Japanese-style mansion, surrounded by the bamboo forest which the magician recklessly navigated. As you step off, Shanghai removes herself from your head—apparently being a doll doesn’t make her immune to the anxiety accompanying one of Marisa’s hellish rides.

“Excellent. I was afraid for a minute that I had lost you.” Eirin says, before adding with a gesture to the mansion “Welcome to Eintei.”

Before you can respond, nearly a dozen rabbits—which, you note, look every bit as soft as normal rabbits—come running out of the mansion’s front gate, pursued by a girl. “No! No! Get back here and get to work, damn you!” She screams at the fleeing horde. As she nears, you manage to get a better look at her.

She has long, purplish hair and a pair of rabbit ears on her head. She’s wearing a business jacket over a white shirt with a red tie flapping across her chest, and a short (but not too short) skirt over her legs. “Come back here!” She screams at the rabbits, to no avail. Slumping down to her knees, she falls prostrate on the ground, moaning pitifully.

Finally taking notice of you, she sits up “Oh, mistress Eirin. You’re back.” She stands up and brushes herself off. “We have guests, Undogein.” The doctor says. “Oh… Er, welcome to Eintei.” The bunny-eared girl mutters, glancing at you. She freezes as she sees Marisa, however, and whimpers “Oh no…”

Marisa grins reassuringly “D
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>posted >>21354
>Four days later, nothing on the board has been bumped above it
>my face
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How can something be bumped if nothing is written here.

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[x] People.

“Where are there a lot of people? I want to see a whole bunch of them.”

“People?” She asks, bending down to slip on her shoes as well. “Sure, it's a weekday morning. There'll be plenty.”

“Weekday?” You ask, never having come across the term before.

“Instead of a weekend,” She says, “But I guess you don't worry about those things, do you?”

You shake your head, still not getting it. “Nope. I'm curious though~”

“Right,” She says, cracking open the door that leads to the inside, so that you can go down and outside. “Basically we work on weekdays, while weekends are more of a break.”

You nod. “So everyone's working today?”

“Not everyone,” She says, shrugging. “I mean, there's people without jobs, or people who took the day off. Strange youkai pretending to be humans too, I guess.”

Oh, that makes sense. Kind of. You'll ask more later, after you get back. A human wouldn't be asking all this stuff, because they don't need to. And you're pretending to be a normal human right now. Not a youkai that's pretending to be a human.

She takes you in the reverse path that you followed yesterday. Into the tiny room, then down, then out of the building. It's kind of obvious that she's a little nervous. Shouldn't she be pretending to be normal, too? Well, maybe pointing it out wouldn't be normal, so you don't.

Outside's a lot more noisy than it was yesterday. A bit more smelly. There's a whole bunch more cars on the road part, and a whole bunch more people on the sidewalk part. Little people, big people, all kinds. All wearing strange clothes. It's really strange here. They all look kind of... weak, too. It's strange.

Strange. But it's not bad to see it. You follow behind Renko, who seems to be going somewhere in particular. After a little while, she stops. It looks like she wants to go forward, but there's a whole bunch of people in the way.

She notices your curious look, and shrugs. You want to ask, but... right. You can ask later. If you were a hu
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I really want to print this out, laminate it and make a bookmark out of it.
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Fucking saved.
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I heartily approve.

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[X] Try flying on your own.

"Marisa, I think I'd like to try to learn how to fly under my own power." You say after a moment of thought. Marisa deflates a bit as she lowers her broom, staring at it wistfully.

"Alright then, but I'm not so good with that myself~ze." She replies as she sets her broom aside. "Hrmm, now how to go about this." She thinks aloud, scratching her head. "Lady Mima tried to teach me how to do this a long time ago, so let me see what I can remember from that." Marisa sighs, rolling her sleeves up.

"Did someone call~?" A sultry voice says, sending a chill up your spine as a glowing wisp appears before you, suddenly turning into the form of a lovely green-haired woman.

"Lady Mima!" Marisa exclaims, throwing her arms around the evil spirit. "It's good to see you again~ze."

"As with you as well." The ghost replies, accepting the witch's embrace. "Now what is it that you needed from me, my pupil?"

"Well, I was trying to teach my... bmfmmhh... to fly." Marisa explains, muffling her speech a bit as she mentions you, causing her cheeks to take on a pink tinge. Mima raises an eyebrow, leaning in toward the blushing magician.

"What was that, Marisa? Your what?" The spirit asks with a knowing grin.

"My uhm... boyfriend~ze." Marisa mutters as her face flushes red. The ghost quickly floats in circles around your witch with a bright smile.

"You actually said it!" She laughs to herself. "I didn't think that you would. I mean, I read about it in the paper that was dropped off the other day, but I wasn't sure until I heard it from you. It was just too cute to hear it from you first hand!" Mima continues to laugh as Marisa brings the brim of hat over her eyes. "Aw, my little Marisa is all grown up and finally picking up boys." The spirit teases, picking the large hat up from the witch's head.

"C-Cut it out Mima!" Marisa whines, as Mima plays keep-away with her hat. After a moment, Marisa retrieves h
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Hey guys, I just wanted to check in to let you know that I'm still alive and doing rather well, actually.

Like so many other writers, I've run into a sort of dry spell in my creativity and thus the long hiatus I've had recently. Mind you, I'm still very much in love with this story and the Touhou Project series as a whole, but I've simply run out of inspiration and motivation. Also, work has picked up quite considerably and I'm getting far more hours than I used to.

I know this is all starting to sound like excuses from another lazy writer, but I need this break away from my story for a bit to let my mind freshen up and try to absorb new ideas. Anyway, we've hit autosage some time ago, so if you'd like, please do continue to comment in this thread with ideas, comments, speculation. I'll try to comment if and when I can.

Thanks for following me so far, and I hope to continue our story with this lovely witch soon.
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We hope so too, Marisa doesn't get nearly as much love as she deserves.
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New Super Marisa Land is our main source of Marisa these days. It has various cute forms for Marisa to assume too.

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"It's been a while, hasn't it."

I know that footstep. It's you. The time I have spent all alone has trained me to identify people by the way they walk. And it's you. You're back. This is, what, your eighth visit now? Aren't you sick of me yet?

"I'm glad to see you again."

Every year, without fail. And each year, you have come without any visible protection. I don't know if the poison I used on you when we first met had any effect, but you seem to foolishly come each and every year. Like clockwork.

"How have you been?"

What do you plan to do this time? Are you trying to win me over? You know I don't like humans; they're the ones that did this to me. You're just one person. You can't atone for the sins of many.

"There's something I have to tell you."

Ah! What are you doing, idiot! Don't hold me like that, you'll die! You've been safe because you never touched me or held me, but...

"I've wanted you for some time now."

You idiot...you didn't have to listen to my selfish request. You didn't have to hold me, kiss me...

"Touch me."

The words I cannot say. The pleasures I cannot feel. The jealousy I cannot relieve. The companionship I cannot achieve. The people I cannot touch. You...would do this for me?

"Hug me."

Are you here to cause me more grief? Are you going to be another person that haunts me? How can you honestly and knowingly hold me like this? This good and satisfying touch; what motive lies behind it? You must have a plan; what human would give their life for a doll?

"Make me feel loved."

No, there's something different about you. You don't back away, even when I tell you to stop. I think...I think you honestly want to care for my needs. You touch me, you hold me in your arms, you hug me. You want me to feel the embrace I miss. You want me to feel. You want me...no, you wish me to be normal. You can't do anything about it, and yet you still try...

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Bravo. Nice short. I don't get to see Medicine written like this very often.
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Good work! And, yeah, Medicine is kinda underrated here
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Bloody flowers. Being a youkai isn't all fun and games.

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