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[ ] "This warrior's witchly allies grow wary with questions, and great would be their aid in retrieving your stolen wand. They request audience with Laufey's son and the light of knowledge to cast aside this fog of war."


Carefully you weave the words in your mind, a mix of direct honesty to catch the interest of the Trickster God and the prospect of powerful allies to keep it.

"This warrior's witchly allies grow wary with questions, and great would be their aid in retrieving your stolen wand." You state, trying to keep your voice in a matter-of-fact tone. "They request audience with Laufey's son and the light of knowledge to cast aside this fog of war."

The fire flows into a new shape, the features of the Fire God now openly amused by your words.

"Why, Sigurd Daemonslayer, have you found allies with charm and wit to aid you in subtle schemes? Or have you learned Loki's lessons, tricked and twisted them to your will?" The trickster wonders, his flaming smile slightly unsettling.

"Fast work, mortal warrior, for only yesterday did you dismiss all such advice." He then adds, almost as an afterthought.

Thinly veiled is the accusation, and to ignore it would be unwise. He is sharp indeed, yet perhaps it is this cleverness that will cause him to agree to your request?

"Perhaps, Loki son of Laufey, I wish to settle my debts as swiftly as possible?" You coolly ask the Trickster God, for no wish do you have to stay in his debt for longer than necessary.

"Perhaps indeed." The son of giants cautiously replies, "Yet is it truly of your own will you come to me? You are different than before, this I see clearly."

"As I told you, Loki giant's child, there are others who would speak with you. For their sake I stand here." You reply, again keeping your calm. But what does he mean with different? Perhaps he is only playing tricks with your mind?

"You are, mortal warrior, that is clear. Yet the wise man follows only his own will if he can, thus Loki wonders; Is it for your benefit or for the benefit of your allies
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>> No. 18474
Alice and Marisa are the Ying & Yang: oppossites atracted by the most powerful of the magnetic forces.
Marisa is a countrygirl: An impulsive, bad mouthed, easygoing friendly brat with a loving heart.
Alice is city-sect: A calm, collected and methodic girl, loyal to friends, brutal to enemies, with a kind and loving soul.

To win both hearts, our hero must become nothingness: the alpha and the omega. A ruthless viking with a golden heart. A cult bard with a fiery soul. An extraordinary norseman with a loving mind.
>> No. 18475
>>18471

Interesting point but I doubt Alice is one of those types of girls.

>>18474

I believe the matter of their common past is a hint that Norseman gave us.
>> No. 18478
>>18471

>>How exactly do Vikings go courting, anyway? Any son of the north can go nab himself a foreign girl for some good hearty rape while sacking a town, I assume, but how's it go back at home? Dinner and a pillage? Singing tales of her beauty? I don't know if they have the whole no-sex-until-the-third-date thing, after all.

Arranged marriage was the norm, so the surest way to get a girl you liked would be to convince her father that he should consent to the marriage. Otherwise, might pretty much made right, so eloping or a good old-fashioned kidnapping were alternatives, provided that you could get away with it.


Anyway, I'm writing now but I won't be able to finish today. New thread should therefore be up sometime tomorrow.


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Greetings.

Having observed the workings of /forest/ for some time, it is my intention to add mine own words to the swirling sea of CYOAs. Stylistically, I don’t intend to do anything nearly as elaborate as Meister Norseman or his ilk. Still, I hope that you will look favourably upon mine attempts to sate your touhou-related literary hunger.

Nota bene: while I am not averse to write-ins, I reserve the right to refuse them. Just so that you won’t be enraged by me possibly stonewalling you.




Darkness. Comfortable, protective darkness envelops you in its warm embrace.

Time unknown has passed by the time this darkness is intruded upon by the outside world. The first thing you become aware of is motion; you find yourself being propelled in a jerky but rhythmic pattern. Next your senses tell you that this motion is of your own making—you’re walking forward at a brisk pace. No, wait, not walking… marching .

Shortly thereafter, your ears inform you that you are alone, yet surrounded by nature—the chirping of birds, the droning of cicadas, the soft whispering of trees in the wind accompany the sound of your heavy, tramping footsteps.

Finally, almost begrudgingly, as if that comforting darkness was clinging to you like a child to a departing parent, your vision returns to you. As you suspected, you’re in a forest, populated by mighty-looking trees that extend upwards like an endless, defiant sea of nature’s own Towers of Babel.

Spotting movement in the foliage up ahead, you come to a halt, not exactly knowing why you had continued your march ‘til this point. You feel yourself only mildly surprised when a handful of child-sized creatures clad in dresses woven from materials of the forest burst out onto your path and begin to zip around you in a reckless formation.

Despite their innocuous appearance, you have the strange feeling that they could be dangerous, if only in the manner of a child thoughtlessly hurting a pet. Sure enough, one of them sends a sloppy stream of luminescent projectiles flying your way, which merely end up blowing small holes in the ground courtesy of your attacker’s poor aim.

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>> No. 17881
Did Nobody even make it over?
>> No. 17883
>>17881
HY needs to make more marketing. We need more ads.
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Anyone ready for an Alice dump?
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[X] Try to explain the situation yourself
[X] Ask Marisa to continue your training.

You realize how awkward this situation must look. Marisa and Reimu stare at you in shock, you've got to say something.

"Wait, this really is not what it looks like!" You frantically try to explain. "I-I was led over here b-by Miss Mima and she was trying to teach me magic and... uhm..." You fumble over your words as you quickly sheath your sword and Mima interjects.

"No that's not it at all-" She begins as she bats her eyes at Marisa and Reimu.

"Can it Mima." Reimu interrupts coldly. "If there's anything I've learned over the years, it's not to trust your word." She says as she puts her hands to her hips.

"How cold of you." Mima replies as a handkerchief materializes in her hand and she bites on it, pretending to pout. "Is that anyway to greet an old friend?"

"I can greet you with my spellcards if you'd like." Reimu responds as she pulls some seals from her sleeve.

"That could be fun," Mima says as a large metal staff with a crescent moon on one end appears in her hand. A tense silence overtakes the room for a moment when Marisa breaks it.

"It's good to see you again Lady Mima~ze!" Marisa starts, she seems much more pleased to see Mima than Reimu does. "I don't see you very often anymore." Marisa's face then takes on a somber expression.

"I see her all the time." Reimu says, her cold stare not wavering from the ghost before her, "Between her and Suika, it's like a constant miniature incident in my shrine everyday. I feel like I should just properly exorcise you, but I respect your 'pupil's' feelings enough not to." At that, Marisa sticks her toungue out at Reimu playfully.

"Well, it's nice to see you too," Mima says to Marisa, obviously ignoring the shrine maiden's barking. "Is this one yours?" She continues, motioning over to you.

"That's right~ze. He's my outsider!&q
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>> No. 18123
>>18121

True, but I think we can claim innocence better when it does hit the paper than if we went about confronting Aya about it. Let's not forget how clever Aya is, she might call us out on the fact we lied to Marisa at that moment.

Also consider Marisa herself expressed no desire for payback with the Tengu.

Our rush for vengeance might be our undoing in this case.
>> No. 18126
[x] "Sure, it could be nice to visit her again."
>> No. 18128
Woah, calm down guys. It looks like we're visiting the seven-colored puppeteer after breakfast. I'll probably update sometime tomorrow. Sorry for the lack of an update today, I've got family visiting this week. I'll try to keep a consistent update schedule, shooting for one every other day at least.

Also we're in autosage, so new thread coming up.


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[x] Ask if she wants to be friends. Then you can play together every night.

“Yeah…”

A bit more rest is needed. You still have to stop breathing so hard to talk right. You have an idea, though. Wouldn’t it be nice if she would stop by Mystia’s stand? Then you can play whenever you want, and she can play with the others too.

“You should come play with my friends at night.” You say, after another long pause. “We have lots of fun. Then we can all be friends.”

“Really?” Medicine asks, “Where at?”

“In the forest,” You say, sitting up. “It’s that way, at Mystia’s stand.”

“Do you know where that is, Miss Lilly? …no? I don’t either,” She says, sitting up too. “I haven’t been in the forest yet.”

[ ] You can stick around, and show her how to get there later.
[ ] It’s that way. Straight that way. It’ll have lights and stuff, and you can see it from the sky…

Pending:
[x] Ask about that purple cloud stuff. It didn’t hurt you, but it did something strange.
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>> No. 17920
[x] Kill them now, keep all the exp and loot for yourself

You guys were the ones that wanted growth and development right? You're never going to get anywhere if you keep waiting for someone to come help you and not act out more.

Besides, trying to outlast danmaku, good. Trying to outlast LIVE danmaku that eats you, not so much.
>> No. 17921
[x] Try to dodge the biting lights until your friends show up.
>> No. 17924
[x] Try to dodge the biting lights until your friends show up.

Danmaku training.


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Picture related to an alternate reality where Komachi doesn't have an umbrella.
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[x] Think a little bit more. Maybe you’ll come up with something good.
[x] Try a different emotion than fear. Whats the opposite of it? Happiness? Wonder?

Well, if everyone can do scary… maybe that’s not it. Maybe it’s something else? Maybe, maybe… lots of maybes. It’s kind of annoying. And you can’t really test anything out today. So, maybe you’ll just pretend to do things and see what happens.

So, start with things you know. Scramble. Mix up. It’s hard to understand, like trying to grab a firefly only to have it zip away. Hard to… hmm. Hmm hmm hmm.

“Thinking of something good?”

Oh, Komachi’s talking to you from under her paper. You nod.

“Maybe.” You say, though you soon realize that you have to talk louder. The water coming down is kind of loud. “I don’t know yet. But, it might be good.”

“Well, keep at it, then.”

You will. Scary scrambles. The opposite does, too, and things in between. You already tested those things. So, what do they have in common? Something. They all scramble. Why?

…who knows? Humans are strange, so it’s hard to figure out. Maybe if you play around a little more, and watch it, you’ll understand.

Angry. You think that’s the one you’ve seen the most. So, you try it again. It’s still not very impressive. It doesn’t have to be big, so you start up a smaller one in front of you. About as big as three or four people.

“Hey, that’s kind of interesting,” Komachi says. You think she’s been watching you the whole time.

“It’s not,” You say, shaking your head. You let the pattern go away, too. “I don’t get it. So it’s not very good.”

“Well, it’s new right? It shouldn’t be perfect right away.”

Hmm. Maybe that’s right. It’s probably like talking, then. You started off pretty bad, but now, you’re pretty good. Still, though, you wonder if you can’t speed it up.

[ ] You can’t test anything out… with live humans. Maybe ghosts will work? Go find
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[z] Ask if she wants to be friends. Then you can play together every night.
[e] Ask about that purple cloud stuff. It didn’t hurt you, but it did something strange.
>> No. 17101
[X] Ask if she wants to be friends. Then you can play together every night.
[X] Ask about that purple cloud stuff. It didn’t hurt you, but it did something strange.
>> No. 17105
[x] Ask if she wants to be friends. Then you can play together every night.
[x] Ask about that purple cloud stuff. It didn’t hurt you, but it did something strange.
[x] Ask if Ms. Lily is feeling unwell.


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[ ] Ask the sorceresses what they have done while you have wandered.


You let your gaze wander around the table, silently watching your companions for a few moments. Youki is serene as usual, the very portrait of the calm wiseman. Alice is similarily giving off an air of refinement though she smiles slightly in greeting. Marisa on the other hand gives you a wide grin and a grateful look, as if you had saved her from a fate unfortunate. Considering the company you suspect that you might have, for surely the mischievious magician would be the third weel to the refined duo of dollmaker and blademaster.

Perhaps then it is fortunate or maybe only fair that you soon shall pose a question that surely shall bring great delight to the black-white witch. You pick up your cup to wet your throat and wince as the strange-tasting liquid enters your mouth. It is pleasantly warm though, somewhat offsetting the bitter taste.

You replace your cup and close your eyes for a brief moment. A deep breath is drawn and the voice of the song-smith begins its work.

"Returned we are, victorious warriors, at quest's end as Odin wills." You slowly and deliberately recite, "No longer do they seek to cast us down, war-bringing steel-fang, wound-washed battle-ice, fiend and foeman are far and
forgotten."

"Now is time for tale-telling, for saga and song to echo far, tale not untold in nine worlds. Now, noble friends, we speak of mighty deed and worthy valour." You continue, voice growing more animated and fiery as the poetry begins to flow through your veins. Fire grips your very soul and you lift your voice in invocation, calling out to the highest realm and to its lords.

"On Allfather Odin I call, to grant our tongues the taste of his mead and our minds the fire within. On long-bearded Bragi I call, to bless us with wisdom and song-skill. On one-handed Týr I call to hear and know our courage for only the bravest can judge the brave, wolf-feeder's honour this is. The gods I call to aid us, the gods I call to hear us, and the gods I call to remember us." You speak, words of power, words of invitation. It feels as if the air itself is
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>> No. 16974
[x] "This warrior's witchly allies grow wary with questions, and great would be their aid in retrieving your stolen wand. They request audience with Laufey's son and the light of knowledge to cast aside this fog of war."
>> No. 16975
[x] "This warrior's witchly allies grow wary with questions, and great would be their aid in retrieving your stolen wand. They request audience with Laufey's son and the light of knowledge to cast aside this fog of war."

Good work doc.
>> No. 16980
Right, doc's special wins this one. Writing commences and new thread should be up sometime later.


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[x] Take in the rain for a bit. Feel its wetness and how the ground becomes soft between your toes and why it smells so good.
[x] Puddle jumping!

It’s kind of loud, too, filling the field with the noise of the water hitting the flowers on its way down to the ground. Not a bad sound. It’s louder than the wind and the insects, though, so that’s all you can hear now.

…hmm. The ground’s getting more wet. Not the stuff right underneath you, but the stuff around you. It was already soft from last night, you think, so now it’s starting to form little pools and things. You splash around a bit, taking care not to step into the sunflowers. It’s fun, but a little boring being so careful. You wonder what kinds of things you could splash in the forest~

Not that you can go there. Well, not that part at least. Maybe there’s something better in this field? You decide to go walking in the squishy mud.

It’s really big. On one side, you see more flowers. They aren’t sunflowers, but they spread out all the way back to that mountain you saw before. On another, the forest. On another, grass. Lots of grass that goes out into the distance, over hills and stuff. On another… hmm. More sunflowers? No, that doesn’t make any sense. But they really do seem to go on forever.

[ ] Keep going. They can’t go on forever, can they?
[ ] You’ll be fine in the forest, if you don’t go to the part where the humans always look. Wander around.
[ ] Where does the grass go to? Maybe there’s something behind one of those hills.
[ ] Maybe you’ll play with those humans, after all…?
[ ] Go exploring somewhere else (write-in).
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>>15984 (from the last thread)
It was started, in the beginning, to see if I could actually write without plot. So, I've been trying different things. Comments like this let me know that what I'm doing isn't working, and that I should change something. So thanks for the input.

How long ago did it get boring? Or has it always been that way? It'll be easier to fix if I
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[x] Think a little bit more. Maybe you’ll come up with something good.
>> No. 16674
[z] Think a little bit more. Maybe you’ll come up with something good.
[e] Try a different emotion than fear. Whats the opposite of it? Happiness? Wonder?

Let's go for delirium and confusion.
>> No. 16681
[ ] Try making scary danmaku, on your own.

Oh man, I was hoping the kid would stay dead.
>[x] Try a different emotion than fear. Whats the opposite of it? Happiness? Wonder?
>happy danmaku

Now I can't stop thinking of Phobe as Lily White or the Fairy Narrator in /sdm/


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I'm looking to start a new CYOA here in /Forest/. I don't know where we'll go and what we'll do, but I hoping that it'll be fun and interesting. Don't expect anything on an epic scale like what HY would deliver, but I'll do my best to please everyone. Be warned, I'm not really a writefag, but I'd like to give it my best shot. Drawing is more of my forte so I'll try to come up with some art to go along with this CYOA as well, so hopefully look forward to that.

And with that, here we go!

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Your night started just like any other, going out to the local bowling alley, hanging out in the bar, and throwing back a few cold ones while singing a bit of karaoke with your friends--nothing really matters, anyone can see... After stumbling around the parking lot, coming off of your Queen binge and arguing over which Touhou is the better to play as--the obvious answer is MarisaB unless you're talking about UFO then its now MarisaA. Your friends offer to drive you home, as you're quite a bit buzzed right now, but you stubbornly refuse and crawl into the seat of your Civic.

You seem to be handling the road fairly well in your intoxicated state, but out of the corner of your eye as you're crossing an intersection where you have a green light, an either tired or intoxicated driver comes reeling at you at high speed from your right--it's too late to swerve or stop--Oh shit, this is it you think to yourself.

Suddenly you feel yourself being propelled forward, seemingly out of your seat, a flurry of crimson, purple, and--were those eyeballs staring at you just now? The inertia preserved from your previous positioning in your car throws you forward and into a black and white blur.

"What the hel-?!"

As you stumble into the black white, you entangle yourself with it and eventually come to a halt after running into a fairly solid tree. As you look around, it's no longer 2am in the morning, but looking more like the middle of the day, as the sun beams through branches in the surrounding forest that you seem to find yourself in. This forest feels
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>> No. 16451
>>16441
There can be Sakuya if an invasion to the SDM is allowed, so right now, no.
>> No. 16452
Judge has made a ruling... and... next update will be in a new thread. Hopefully update sometime later tonight. Also... there will be at least a little bit of Sakuya eventually.
>> No. 17742
Quick note for anyone starting up ORBS. Please ignore post >>16162
It came out very lame, the reimagining of that scene is here:
>>16487


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"...don't know, it's dress is all tatty."
"Do you think she would want it back?"
"Maybe she'll give us a treat if we did!"
"It looks broken to me, why would she want this piece of junk back?"
"Who knows, she's weird."
"Yeah I don't like her anyway, let's just leave it."

Disturbed by the voices you sit up and roll your eyes open, all your joints feel stiff like you've been asleep for months as you rub some feeling into your face. For a moment all you can see is hazy blur of muted greens and browns before you as your eyes focus on the three indistinct figures before you, bright swirling colours that seem to dance in your vision.

"It moved!"
"Maybe it's not broken after all?"
"But it's so dirty...."

Three voices are raised in that special whisper that little girls use that aren't really whispers at all, tentatively you call out to the hidden speakers.

"E-excuse me? Are the spots in my eyes speaking or is someone there?"

A chorus of gasps.

"It spoke!"
"I've never seen one do that before..."
"Who is it calling a spot?"

As you're finally able to see straight the blobs before you resolve themselves into a trio of girls each with four gossamer wings attached to their backs and clothed in elaborate little dresses. Even more peculiarly each one floats a few inches off of the ground with no apparent effort, hovering in place like motionless dragonflies. Huddling together they watch you suspiciously, one girl with blond hair in bunches and one girl with long black hair look at you with sparkling curiosity, the other blond girl with hair in odd ringlets gives you a more surly stare. Suddenly you feel very small and alone.

"Excuse me," You say again. "Where am I?"
A glances passes quickly through the gaggle of girls and some kind of unspoken argument breaks out between them, eventually the one with ringlets answers you.

"You're in the forest." She said simply.

Turning aw
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>>15895

Yes. Sorry, things are complicated. Some quick one shot this turned out to be, eh? Will endeavor to continue as soon as possible.

Again, sorry.
>> No. 15918
[x] "I'd like to meet another doll like myself, let's go see Miss Medicine!"
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>>14926
>Ah man, you plotminded me for something I wanted to write

Can you write it now? I really like this premise.


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