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65797 No. 65797 hide watch expand quickreply
1st thread: >>60957

You are a demon.

Your purpose is to answer the call of mortals who are in need of favours from beyond their realm. The craft of summoning interplanar beings such as yourself and binding them to contracts is known as diabolism and those who practice the craft are known as diabolists. As a demon, you are beholden to a particular set of rules, but like mortals, each demon will have their own sense of moral code. Some vehemently work against their masters outside of their contract; others go above and beyond the terms they were given. All demons must at the very least follow the word of their contracts, if not the spirit, and once you has been summoned into the human world, you are unable to leave until your master’s terms are complete or you perish in the process.

Your latest venture to the mortal realm has lead to a tangled web of interesting circumstances.

Your first contractor is Caesar, a young man who seems to have just stepped out of boyhood and leader of a group of supposedly skilled vampire hunters. His companions are Villy, a young girl with the ability to sense lifeforms; Deke, a strong and boisterous fighter; and Luna, a Japanese woman with strange knife-manipulation abilities. Caesar’s contract, detailed at the bottom of this post, has you bound to assist the group in “destroying a powerful adversary.”

The adversary in question is a vampire known as the Scarlet Devil, or Remilia Scarlet, though these names were never explicitly given in the contract. She is notable for her ability to manipulate the future to some degree. Caesar summoned you for this very reason; as you are a being from beyond this realm, Remilia’s hold over fate does not apply to you. After infiltrating her castle, a battle ensued and Caesar’s plans fell apart, so you elected to stay behind to give the vampire hunters an escape. During this time, you felt a surprising connection to Remilia and passed up on an opportunity to kill her in orde
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>> No. 65989
[x] Let her continue. Her power will make this much easier.
[x] “I think we can negotiate with Lavender. I can show her Caesar’s rune and explain you aren’t the diabolist who summoned me.”

She might not have all the variables, but Remi is controlling fate nonetheless. Besides, Clara is supposed to be a clever hellspawn. She can probably make it work in spite of fate's love of ironies, and probably due to some unseen twist or tangle.
>> No. 65990
[X] Convince her to stop. She doesn’t have all the variables yet -- it could be risky.
-[X] “We should explore the library, keep out of Lavender’s sight, and find the information we need ourselves.”

Remi's is pretty on edge right now, and more than a little afraid. I think her power has weaknesses and limitations she probably isn't in the right mind to consider right now.

Like...there's probably a reason she didn't just "fate" the thief to return the book. There's probably a reason she didn't "fate" Clara to lose to her, and there's probably a reason she shouldn't attempt to "Fate" Lavender so recklessly now.

Also wasn't Clara granted her full range of demonic actions and abilities? Why the heck is she playing the damsel in distress?
>> No. 66006
Calling the vote for:
[X] Convince her to stop. She doesn’t have all the variables yet -- it could be risky.
[x] “I think we can negotiate with Lavender. I can show her Caesar’s rune and explain you aren’t the diabolist who summoned me.”

Thanks for the votes and discussion everyone. It warms my heart to see so many interested in my small slice of Touhou.

>Worst case scenario, we get vaporized and Remilia has to find her book on her own. How bad can it be?
Hue hue hue... It can always be worse.

>also wasn't Clara granted her full range of demonic actions and abilities? Why the heck is she playing the damsel in distress?
I'm not too sure what you mean by Clara playing damsel in distress, but rest assured she still has some things up her sleeve, as you will soon see.

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65922 No. 65922 hide watch expand quickreply

A theme fitting for the tale ♫: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BooDupEyp84

Winter is here, but Spring will come soon, right?

THREAD 1 >>65260
THREAD 2 >>65548
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>> No. 66004
[X] decided to fight her

Makes sense to get as much practice as possible when it comes to a skill vital to preserving his life.
>> No. 66005
[X] decided to fight her.

An opportunity to fight Reimu when she's not in maim-burn-kill mode? Sign me up!
>> No. 66007
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Writing from "decided to fight her" now unless something changes.

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64718 No. 64718 hide watch expand quickreply
[x] You can’t really refuse this level of desperation. Looks like it’s tea time at Miss Margatroid’s home for all of you.

There’s no reason not to go with Miss Margatroid. She hasn’t proven herself to be dangerous in the slightest — and even if she is, you have Mori and Hina with you. Hina does seem hesitant, but you get the feeling that if she really didn’t want to have tea with Miss Margatroid, she would say it bluntly like she does everything else. Instead, she’s relying on you for some reason. It’s possible that she could be conflicted between following you or Miss Margatroid, since you had something for her to do first. If that’s the case, then there’s no reason for her to prioritize Hatate over anything else. Whatever damage could be done by the indignantly lazy crow tengu being in your apartment has likely already happened, and then some. You just want her out sometime today so you don’t have to sleep next to a shut-in birdbrain.

However, since you don’t feel like going back home to deal with Hatate yourself, you might as well accept Miss Margatroid’s invite— even if it was only out of politeness and/or desperation. It would be interesting to see how a magician lives, anyway. “I’d like to accept her invitation,” you tell Hina, “but I don’t know why you’re letting me decide. If you want to drink tea with her and chat, you should drink tea with her and chat. If not, then refuse.”

Hina wavers, glancing away from you. Maybe your direct approach lacks tact, but Hina acting so troubled over a pleading invitation is surprisingly ordinary for her. She didn’t seem like this at all when you invited her over. “I would not want to be a nuisance on any one or any household susceptible to misfortune,” she says. “However, I feel that ignoring an opportunity to converse with someone who shares my craft would be a mistake. If you are with me, PI, it should be enough of a buffer to prevent any calamity from befalling Miss Margatroid’s home.”

Wonderful, more misfortune talk. “A buffer? So the misfortune will only affect me, then? I can’t say I feel comfortable about that.”

Hina smiles. “That
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>> No. 65975
Wow, that's one way to finish off a thread. It was a valiant effort from the Hinanons, but I'm officially calling it for PI having a chat with his wife.

This is where I would say "Isn't it sad, Hatate?", but she'll be getting her own little time in the spotlight soon.
>> No. 65984
Will giving attention to the thing that literally feeds on attention have consequences on the plot?

I mean, I know it will-and that they will be negative-I just want your confirmation to be smug.
>> No. 65986
For every anon who calls them consequences, there will be one who calls them benefits.

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65548 No. 65548 hide watch expand quickreply
A theme fitting for the tale ♫: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iA38mIYhXzo

The story of a library, an outsider, and a little pandemonium.

THREAD 1 >>65260
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>> No. 65920
He has Yuuka's interest, and Alice always holds back. "Enough to beat Alice" is nowhere near enough. The quest for knowledge or power can be never-ending if the seeker wishes, and in a world of magic, they can be the same.

[X] “Then, may I have this dance?”
But mostly, Gen needs to git gud. And that requires practice.
>> No. 65921
> “Not all trades, Alice. After a hundred years and seven months, respectively, Master and I still see little reason in applying magic to puppets.”

Sick burns.

[x] “Then, may I have this dance?”
>> No. 65923
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THREAD 3 >>65922

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65185 No. 65185 hide watch expand quickreply
Previous Thread: >>64882

[32] "So, apparently I'm water-powered."
[32] "Ohh, by the way? Some redhead tried to murderize me and/or seduce me."

— - — - —

Picking it up, I found it to be both as soft as a newborn cake's butt and as goddamned cold as ice. Was a weird combo, to be honest. Was like it was somehow just pulled fresh from an oven that cooks by cooling somehow. Was left scratching my head more than a little over it, to be honest. Still, I got to relieving it of its papery threads, went about laying it bare before me. Au monchere. ...Or however you say it. Still, I'm being a bit silly now, so I figured I'd take a bite of the thing, finding an even greater shock to the system within.

The hell! The inside was piping hot!

Cold on the outside, hot on the inside and with fluffy, pink icing in a decoratively set pile on top. In the middle of all that, it was topped with further icing saying, 'BOO!' nestled into a neat little alcove among that pink. Although, that was more conjecture, 'cause I kiiiinda turned it into '300!' when I gave it a nibble. Proooobably should read cakey messages before I dig in, but y'know, hindsight still ain't something I have up front. Be kinda weird if I did, 'cause that'd be crotch sight or somethin' weird like that. Then again, she could just really freaking like Spartans, but I had a feeling it was nothing of the sort.

Lunch lady must have some sorta weird magical oven, though. For all its strangeness, and for all of its chilliness, the little cupcake was packed with enough sugar to make it considerable as some sorta confectionary A-bomb. S-bomb? I'd go with F-bomb if I could think up a good word for it. ...Fructose? Think that's somethin' sugary, but I'm not great with crap like that. I just know it's used a heck of a lot on commercials, to be honest.

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>> No. 65748
[x] Maybe spend some time with Patches anyways? Might as well read while you're down here. Real quiet, so it'd be easy.

We can always hang out with Nitori later.
>> No. 65759
[x] Maybe spend some time with Patches anyways? Might as well read while you're down here. Real quiet, so it'd be easy.
>> No. 65761
[X] Maybe spend some time with Patches anyways? Might as well read while you're down here. Real quiet, so it'd be easy.

Whoops, forgot about this for awhile, Nice to catch up though.

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65260 No. 65260 hide watch expand quickreply
Our protagonist has restrictions and obligations to contend with for now, but soon enough he’ll have some freedom. Please read warmly.


He awoke from a terrible and strange dream.

Followed by death, running from clouds of blood, and finding fantastic lights to guide him toward a crimson moon.

At the end, he was pretty sure he’d died.

But it was just a dream and now he was awake. He couldn’t shake an uncanny feeling gripping him, however.

That aside, physically, he now felt something similar to a blanket of weakened fire, enough to notice your being warmed but nothing too threatening all the same. It matched well with the scent of tea and dust in the air. Dust was actually thick in the air, apparently; it tickled his ears as it settled on his still body. The one neglected feeling was sound. Even a taste of iron lingered in his mouth, but wherever he currently was was—

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He opened his eyes and saw that he was flying through the air. The day was almost entirely gone, now. That was... Misty Lake below him. He felt he was dangling. He glanced behind himself to see that Yuuka had him by holding firm the clothes at his back. He was being carried like a plastic bag.

They began to descend in front of Scarlet Devil Mansion, Yuuka lifting him to her side and stopping several meters ahead of Meiling. The gatekeeper had been chatting with a fairy maid, but now she wore a mask of terrible worry.

“Kazami... Yuuka...” she whispered. “Why are you here? ... Tea?” She was hoping.

Yuuka brought Gen’s motionless body before herself and said, “Obviously it’s for this lost property. Sorry—” she tossed him to the ground “—I play with toys rather roughly.”

“Gen...” Hong Meiling didn’t move for him, and seemed to have said his name without thinking.

“I broke it,” she said, “but not in a way that can’t be fixed. Now I’m returning it.”

“... Sanna,” Meiling commanded the fairy beside her, “get Lady Patchouli.”

“Oh, thank you, I was going to ask after her.”
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>> No. 65547
...did Patchouli just out-Spark Yuuka?

Patchouli just out-Sparked Yuuka.

Fuck. Yeah.
>> No. 65549
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THREAD 2 >>65548

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64513 No. 64513 hide watch expand quickreply
Previous thread: >>63805

“Let me see your hand for a second.”

“Sure,” says Momiji, obediently raising her hand up. “What’s up?”

Wordlessly, you grab it. Momiji patiently awaits your next move, but you merely lower your head in embarrassment and interlock your fingers with hers.

“Gallagher,” Momiji says, a hitch of curbed delight in her voice. “Did you... did you want to hold hands?”

“I just thought that this was the most appropriate course of action to show you how I feel. And I didn’t want to leave any room for doubt. Obviously, if I had to say anything, knowing me, I’d just stumble over my words for five minutes straight because I’m no particular expert on articulating my emotions.”

“And you say that you aren’t affectionate?”

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>> No. 65220
Moral, do your best! We believe in you!
>> No. 65221
you've only wrote one update and one shitpost in the last half a year

>> No. 65222
We're gonna need a new prophecy.

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64882 No. 64882 hide watch expand quickreply
I couldn't help but mutter, "Just what have I gotten myself into...?" I had just left a bus whose driver spoke in unsettlingly cryptic messages, and now was left with a far more disturbing scene ahead. Looking back when I heard the bus drive off, I found a complete lack of any vehicle, bus or otherwise. Swallowing my heckles down like tiny frogs, I looked forward instead, to the aforementioned disturbing scene. What I saw wasn't pretty; a scene right out of a horror movie, in fact! Complete with its checklist of spooky stuff, too!

Seriously, if I had one, I'd bet money that everything around me would leave a full column of check-marks!

After all, there were tombstones, dead trees and a liberal smattering of seemingly pointless skulls in what looked like a freaking graveyard. And that was just the left! To the right, a cliff with a sheer drop of at least a hundred feet bottomed out with a jagged end in a sea of what I hoped wasn't freaking blood! And down the path, far in the distance, was a school that looked more like a haunted mansion rather than a place of learning! "Shoulda just freakin' said screw it and went back when I had the chance... I'd rather drop out than chance it." I got a chill up my spine at what all this could only lead to. "Feel like I'll just go missing or something if I stick around this pla—"

"Look out!" Huh?

I looked back just in time for a blonde to run me down on a bike. Last thing I saw was a pretty headbutt and no small number of stars.

When I came to, I found my bangs to be covering my entire face. That can't be right. "Ugh..." I nursed a fresh lump on my head, complaining, "The hell...?" Before me, I found that the blonde obstruction was actually a girl, and not my own hair. Wasn't expecting to see another blonde around. I mean, it could be worse, but blonde isn't what I'd call a common color around these parts. "You, uhh... you okay?" My words seemed to get her to stir, as she was quick to sit up, squishing me under her all the m
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>> No. 65183
[x] "Ohh, by the way? Some redhead tried to murderize me and/or seduce me."

Do devils have shika-whatever? Let's find out!
>> No. 65184
[x] "So, apparently I'm water-powered."
[x] "Ohh, by the way? Some redhead tried to murderize me and/or seduce me."

New thread coming up and served hot!
>> No. 65198
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Free cupcake over in thread 2! Get it while supplies last*! >>65185

*Limit none per person. Offer void where possible.

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64075 No. 64075 hide watch expand quickreply
[x] Grab Marisa and hide until the flying woman is gone, then carry her to Kourindou.
-[x] Watch and listen to the flying woman if opportunity presents itself: if you get some indication she's not malevolent, first come out from hiding by yourself to ask what's going on.

There isn't much time to think. For the sake of survival, you have to assume this flying woman is a threat. Priority number one is Mori, so you grab her arm and pull her close so you can whisper to her. "Pick a spot to hide and don't move until I tell you to come out. Be absolutely silent. Understand?"

Thankfully, Mori isn't petty enough to have an attitude in this situation. She looks hesitant, but nods and retreats into the trees on the other side of the path. That's one blonde secure.

You look up to see what the flying woman is doing. She's floating around, still nearby but unaware of you or Marisa's location. Fortunately, she doesn't appear to be any sort of beast-related youkai with super-hearing. If that were the case, she wouldn't have had any problems finding Marisa in the first place.

You turn to the drug-addled witch, who is staring right at you in her rainbow daze. "Ah!" she cries, much like a child who doesn't know words. Then she screams with giddy mirth, scattering some birds in the trees above.

This other blonde isn't going to be so cooperative, it seems. You close the distance between the two of you in a flat second, snag her by the waist, and throw yourself into the same brush she first stumbled out of. You land face-down in the grass with Marisa right by your side, who lands on her back and starts giggling. You cusp your hand over her mouth, and surprisingly she offers no resistance — content to stare up at the canopy of trees with her starry eyes glazed over in foggy delight.

The animals and other creatures of the forest around you have gone quiet after Marisa's little outburst, so it's easy to hear the woman touch down on the path. "I know I heard her," she grumbles loudly. "Marisa! Just come out already!" she calls. "Give me
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>> No. 64716
Pi will see her spinning too in the future?
>> No. 64717
Sorry for the delay. I've been busy at work, which is where I get a majority of my writing done nowadays. I'll be a couple days longer before I'm done with the new thread.

All things in due time, Hinanon.
>> No. 64722
Next Thread: >>64718

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60957 No. 60957 hide watch expand quickreply
You are a demon.

Your job is to heed to the call of humans who require favours or tasks to be completed. The craft of summoning creatures such as you and binding them to contracts is known as diabolism. Likewise, those who practice the craft are called diabolists. As a demon, once you have been summoned into the human world, you are unable to leave until you finish your master’s terms or die in the process.

Presently, your consciousness is manifesting in the human world. A diabolist stands over his summoning circle, reciting the incantations to anchor you to his world. A human corpse lies on the ground in front of him in the center of a hexagram. He recites from the large leather-bound book in his hands for at least ten minutes. The words are familiar to you; it is an ancient spell in a nearly forgotten language. His words will grant you the ability to do things in this world. In diabolism, the list of abilities you are granted are known as permissions. Without these incantations, you would be unable to breathe the air or to move through physical space. Experienced diabolists can add or remove words from the spell, modifying what you are allowed to do. In this case, the human’s ritual does not seem to be very advanced. His list of permissions are very textbook-standard – you’re allowed to walk, talk, apply force to matter, use magic, and so forth. You’re glad you will have the standard range of freedom this time around.

Soon the incantation is complete, and your essence enters the vessel set before you. You rise to your feet, but you are unable to go far. Your movements are confined only to the summoning circle beneath your feet. You circle around, taking in the empty room around you. The diabolist interrupts your thoughts with a feeble “H-hey!” and immediately you turn, fixing him with a neutral stare. He’s barely more than a boy, you realize. You’d place him for 17 or 18 years old – an impressive age to be able to successfully summon a demon.

“I, Caesar, have summoned you,” he says. You can tell from how he is speaking that he’s trying to sound commanding or intimidating, but his nervous fidgeting gives away
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>> No. 64715
Any news Flanders? Just to know when this will probably be resumed.
>> No. 65573
Hey Flanders. We convinced you to bring this story back from the dead once, now I'm going to try doing it again. This story is good, don't let the story die again, there are still people who want to read it.
>> No. 65799
New thread:

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