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Flipping through the list, your eyes catch a favorite of yours. Remilia might like this one.

“Alright, I’ve found one. ‘Sympathy for the Devil’”

The music begins. You listen to it for a moment, and then begin to sing when your cue arrives.

“Please allow me to introduce myself, I’m a man of wealth and taste,”

“I’ve been around for a long, long year, stole many a man’s soul and faith.”

As you sing, a small part of your mind begins to wander.

“And I was round when Jesus Christ had his moment of doubt and pain…”

“Made damn sure that Pilate washed his hands, and sealed his fate.”

You’ve never been much of a social person. You’ve dealt with people when you needed to, but you’ve never really sought them out.

“Pleased to meet you… hope you guess my name…”

“But what’s troubling you is the nature of my game.”

But tonight was fun. Really fun. You spent today in a huge crowd, and it wasn’t irritating. Though to be honest, it’s not like you’ve ever tried to be around large amounts of people.

“I stuck around St. Petersburg when I saw it was a time for a change…”

“Killed the Czar and his ministers… Anastasia screamed in vain…”

Sure, there were down moments. Shikieiki’s disregard for privacy, or anything involving Yuuka.

“I rode a tank, held a generals rank,”

“While the blitzkrieg raged, and the fighters stank…”

But there was more good than bad. You met interesting people, learned interesting things.

“Pleased to meet you, hope you guess my name, oh yeah.”

“Ah, what’s puzzling you is the nature of my game, oh yeah.”

Shikieiki, for all her lack of tact, seems like a good person.

“I watched with glee while your kings and queens,”

“Fought for ten decades, for the gods they made.”

Suwako is the first divine entity you’ve ever met, and you’ve learned that they’re… rather human.

“I shouted out, ‘Who killed the Kennedy’s,’”

“When after all, it was you and me.”

You don’t
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The semester is nearly over. I'll start writing tomorrow.
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Just went back to try to re-read this story, and it seems that thread 2 is missing from the archives. Is anyone else getting this issue, or is it a problem with my internet?
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Because there's always time for some Meiling.

Thread 1: >>/sdm/54956
Thread 2: >>/sdm/55386
Thread 3: >>/sdm/55803
Thread 4: >>/sdm/56153
Thread 5: >>/sdm/56497

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With a nervous gulp I decide to call out to her. It's not that I'm actually frightened or anything by this surreal atmosphere. No sir. Not at all. I just don't want to disturb the poor girl. That's all. Really.

Right.

"Hey there!" I call out, forcing myself not to hide behind a tree. For a moment there is no response. Then the fairy slowly, methodically, sets her spoon down and turns towards me like she's rotating on an axis. Smooth, mechanical, precise... like she's keeping a careful grip on herself and won't let anything inside burst out.

Empty, dead eyes lock onto my own and a wide, cheery smile covers her face like a rictus grin on a skull. "Hi Meiling," the fairy says in a bright voice that's just a little bit too high-pitched. "Welcome to my camp. Would you like some soup?"

I carefully walk forward, all the while struck by the surreality of it all. "Um... no thanks. So, how are you holding up here, anyway?"

The little fairy doesn't move from her chair, instead choosing to follow me with her eyes. "Well, there are no marshmallows here. And that sucks. But it's okay, right? I mean, I did something bad, and have to pay for it. So it's my punishment, right? Not having any marshmallows. Instead, I plant down trees to replace the ones I burnt down while trying to roast marshmallows. That's my punishment, that's what Miss Yuuka told me."

I look down at the fairy's dinner table, where everything is just so precisely laid out. It's as unnatural
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And we got another thread done!
congrats Keymaster.
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>>57145

Thanks! And to think I thought this would end at the second thread, tops...

Anyway! Calling it for a nice, calm reaction. Update will be in a new thread.
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New thread:

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Thread five and still going!

Thread 1: >>/sdm/54956
Thread 2: >>/sdm/55386
Thread 3: >>/sdm/55803
Thread 4: >>/sdm/56153

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Pain. Agony. Suffering. These were the songs that my body was singing to me, a harmony of protest over how poorly it had been treated lately. The bruising from the fight with Yuugi was basically nothing. The sheer amount of alcohol I had imbibed, however? That was the real problem. To say I feel like hell is an understatement. My mouth feels like it's full of fur. My head is pounding relentlessly. And that weird, rusty squeaking coming from somewhere nearby is NOT helping.

I open my eyes a crack and then slam them shut quickly. Light! Horrible, horrible light! And what the hell is that squeaking?!

In the distance comes the sound of someone puking. Ladies and gentlemen, we have a hangover. Good thing I know a cure.

I focus deep within my self and send a surge of chi through my body, restoring bruised flesh and purging toxins from my system. As I do so, that squeaking noise fades... then returns... then fades again. Well, I'll see what it is in a bit. For now, I've managed to get over the hangover. Some water would patch me up even better, but for now I can get up without wishing I was dead.

I open my eyes. Yep, that's a ceiling. Must be somewhere in the underground. God, what happened last night? I was fighting with Yuugi, alcohol got involved... then blackout. Shaking my head, I sit up...

Wait.

These are not my clothes.

This is Yuugi's blue Kimono.

Why am I wearing Yuugi's blue kimono?

I look around the room I'm in and see... signs. Many, many signs. Road signs. Shop signs. What appears to be a billboard (how did that get in here?). Just... signs, everywhere. I carefully get to my feet. Okay, this is definitely some sort
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>>56841

You go through threads quickly.
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You're an update machine, Keymaster. I don't think I've ever seen someone keep up a daily schedule for this long.
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>>56843

I try. I actually find this a relaxing way to relieve stress.

Anyway, new thread:

>>/sdm/56844

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>[x] Now? Right now?

I squirm a bit in my seat. "...All right." She practically chirps as she produces a small notebook with a flourish.

"Just relax," she hums. "Never been interviewed before?"

"Never even seen a tengu before, but I'll wing it." Oof. Pun not intended. This isn't off to a good start. Still, she smiles and lifts the pen as she starts.

"Can you tell me your name, please?"

"My name's Kazuki. Kazuki the Applepicker." Scribble, scribble scribble.

"There's probably a story to that," she notes as she pens.

"A long one." Fortunately, she moves on.

"And how old are you?"

"Hm. Most fairies don't really keep track...I'd say about ffffour..."

"Fourteen?"

"Little higher."

"Forty?"

"No, no. Four hundred and a bit. Give or take."

There's a moment of silence. Aya stares blanky for a good five seconds before finally speaking up. "...Can I hear that again, please?"

"He's not lying," Meiling interjects. "That's about when I first met him. He's probably even older, from before he was old enough to remember."

Aya blinks, and scratches out a line before quickly replacing it. "I, uh. I see." Is it wrong that I feel a smirk creeping up on me? "So tell me a little about yourself."

Put me on the spot, why don't you. "Uh, let me think. I'm three feet, six inches tall--about bog-standard for a fairy. I live by the lake. I like to fly and read--"

"Ooh!" She interjects. "You're literate?"

"...Yeah. I can read."

"Sorry, sorry, it's just pretty uncommon." Outside humans and tengu, you mean? Before I can work up a good indignation, she's moved on. "You said you live on the lake? Where were you born?"

"Right here. Well, somewhere near the lake. I don't really remember much.&q
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I'm the poster of that vote, and this is my favorite post in the story.
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[x] I should probably be going, honestly.
-- [x] I was thinking of seeing Stalkuya about those clothes.

mo' saku mo' betta
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[x] I... all right, fine, as long as Reveille doesn't get her sparkles on me.

Maybe Kazuki might learn something from them. That and can't bring myself to turn down Meiling.

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I honestly never dreamed that I would have four threads. Thanks for voting!

Thread 1: >>/sdm/54956
Thread 2: >>/sdm/55386
Thread 3: >>/sdm/55803
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I take a deep breath to clear my mind. So, I'm going to be very honest with myself here. This is stupid. Really, really stupid. I have a little pervert, who claims to be able to see into my subconscious, offering to play therapist for me. Her fee? She wants to fondle me. This has got to be the dumbest thing-

"Your face says no," Koishi notes.

I glare down at her. "I won't lie, a little advice could go a long way, and I'd really like to unravel whatever's happening in my mind. But I really don't like the thought of someone coming up and handling me like a piece of meat. Isn't there someone else you can do that to?"

"Everyone else has learned to dodge me," Koishi pouts, "Sorta like you. So I don't get too many goodies down below. Besides, you've got one helluva body!" Koishi peeks up at me as she says this, but I just stare back blandly. "...Not big on flattery, huh. Fair enough." Koishi shrugs innocently. "So, lemme lay it out for you. I wanna be friends, 'cuz I don't have too many friends. That's why I wanna help you. On the other hand, I'm a creature of impulse. It comes with my nature, and all my impulses are screaming BOOBIES right about now. Help me get that out of my system, and I can be serious with you."

I'm a little confused now. "I don't follow. And why are you acting so serious all of a sudden?"

"I just told you: impulses." Koishi's look has lost its earlier vapidness. She actually does look very serious. I'm vaguely reminded of Flandre's mood-shifts. "When I have an impulse, I gotta fulfill it. Right now I have two: touch sexy body, and help confused lady and make frie
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CALLED. Thank you. Update later today.
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Hi, I'm new here to Touhou-Project. I've mostly been lurking reading some of the stuff here and now I feel inspired to try my hand at writing a CYOA. I'm a massive fan of U.N. Owen/Princess Tepes' 'A Fairy's Tale'. In fact it's where I drew the inspiration to write this. I was also inspired by a few other stories such as 'Fae Adventure in Resonant Youthfulness' and 'Fairy Maid in Gensokyo' to name a few. Considering I drew inspiration from these there will be some similarities, especially in the premise itself - the story of a nameless fairy. (So, being new and unaware of the customs here, if anyone, especially the authors of the stories mentioned above, asks me to cease on grounds of plagiarism, I will do so.)

So, without further ado...

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Ah, I beg your pardon, honoured guests, you took me completely by surprise. Yes, I was already expecting you. I just didn't expect to run into you so. Yes, the mistress has already notified me of your coming. Please, take a seat and make yourselves comfortable. I shall see to the tea and biscuits.

Here, please, help yourselves, enjoy. Now, I understand you wished to speak to me specifically? It is not very often our honoured guests seek out a fairy so specifically, let alone me. I feel humbled, and somewhat curious too. Whatever could the occasion be?

Ah, I see. You'd like to hear about that. And the mistress directed you to me, did she? That does make sense, though I feel I'm hardly the fairy, let alone person, most qualified to tell this story. Hmmm? The whole story, you say? Well, that might take a while, I'm afraid. I'm not as quick or smart as some of my cousins, you see. You don't mind? And you'd like me to start at the very beginning? Well then, what luck that we're so comfortably set up with tea and snacks. Very well then, dear guests, I will have to ask you to forgive my poor rambling excuse for storytelling. My memories of the beginning are only fuzzy at best. This will be my first time relating this tale to anyone too. But I will do my very best. If nothing else, trying
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[X] "Can you please tell me more about this place?"
[X] "Can you please tell me more about Remi?"
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[x] "Can you please tell me more about this place?"
[x] "Can you please tell me more about the young mistress person?"

Kurumi as a fairy? Playing fast and loose with canon, I see.
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gee, how unexpected

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You are Remilia Scarlet.

And today you are going to murder someone.

So naturally you have to look your best. Which is why you are taking great care with selecting your outfit.

"Which do you think, Sakuya?" You ask, holding first one, then another, in front of your otherwise unclad form.

"They are identical cuts, Mistress." Sakuya replies, and you ignore the very subtle hint of weariness in her tone.

"No, no, not at all. You see. This one has gold buttons, but a rather plain mourning veil. This other, by contrast, has only brass buttons, but the veil is rather intricately done to resemble spiderwebs."

"Of course, Mistress. It is as you say." Sakuya replies, pleasant smile not shifting so much as an iota.

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[ ] What do you do?
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[x] Change clothes to the ones in the picture. They are now the official teaching uniform, and no other clothes will be used while in Hogwarts/outside Gensokyo.

75% of the students will be guaranteed to pay attention to Patchouly.
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It would be foolish to simply leave the golems inert and useless. At the same time, you don't see much point in simply destroying things so soon after you create them, when you might be forced to create something anew rather than have it waiting in the wings.

You alter their status, so that they will defend Alistair, if truly needed, and follow his commands.

..... No, you don't think you need to bother telling him about that. He'll find out on his own. Or not.

In the meantime, you have most of the shopping done. You still should pick up chocolate, maybe a plant, and some other nebulous things, but it isn't an immediate concern. For now, you should simply transport them home.

... It does not strike you until after you have done this, that you do not recall the Rumia youkai following you out of Alistairs, or entering your shadow.

This observation, however, is rendered of secondary concern at most when you return to your library to find Marisa, your assitant, and the spider working in concert to finish of a purple and sludgy roaring mass.

It grows still and bubbles a bit. And Marisa whirls on Koakuma.

"And that is why I said I needed seeds from the blue ones." She snaps.

"What difference does it make?" Koakuma snaps back, riled. "You needed flower seeds. The seeds are identical! The flowers are of the same species, the only difference is pigments in the petals. They still sprout red flowers almost every time, and finding blue ones is hard!"

"It's not the same! Even if they're the same in every other way, seeds from a red flower aren't the same as seeds from a blue flower!"

"That's ridiculous-"

"That's Magic."

Deep breaths are taken on both sides, and your shoulders tense as, clearly, both are a hairs breadth away from coming to blows.

Marisa is the first to turn away, barking orders to get windows open, 
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Next thread.

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Good Lord! A third thread?! How'd that happen?! Not that I'm complaining, mind you.

Thread 1: >>/sdm/54956
Thread 2: >>/sdm/55386

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Nice day today. Warm sun, decent breeze, and lots of fluffy clouds. They look like marshmallows. Which is kinda fitting, given what I'm reading.

Oh yeah, I'm reading the Bunbunmaru Times, much to my dismay. It's not that I really want to support Aya's scandal rag, but it usually has some articles about DyCirno in it, and collecting those articles in a scrapbook is a fan club priority. This article, however, makes me groan a little bit, mainly due to personal association.

"DYCIRNO OVERCOMES FOREST ARSONIST," the headline screams. "Yesterday, the mighty, the lovely, the awe-inspiring DyCirno came to the aid of the innocent inhabitants of the forest of magic. A massive blaze had enveloped a good part of the forest, causing animals and youkai alike to flee for their lives. While at first the suspect was known ruffian Marisa Kirisame, she was later seen engaging in a domestic spat with her new fairy wife (see related article). Regardless of the danger, or the miscreant responsible for this act, the heroic DyCirno dove into action! Glorious in action, divine in her loveliness, our beloved hero saved the day by using her delightful freezing powers to chill the wood of the forest until the blaze went out. This brought her into conflict with the cause of this blaze: a simple, unassuming fairy, apparently a rogue from the Scarlet Devil Mansion. Of course, the lovely DyCirno is no bully, even against evildoers! Instead, the flame-loving fairy was quickly subdued by our sparkling heroine, and brought to justice for her deeds. She has currently been assigned to help restore the forest she helped set alight, under the stern supervision of Yuuka Kazami. When questioned as to why she performed such a nefarious act, the fairy's response was 'What's the big deal? I just wanted t
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Wow. Quite the response. Okay, so I'm gonna call it here. Overall trend seems to be taking Koishi's advice... but people aren't totally fussed over her 'terms.' I can work with this.

Next update will be in a new thread.
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>getting help in exchange for getting groped

This is exactly like my rape doujins.
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New thread: >>/sdm/56153

Never expected this, to be honest.

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After a moment I snap my fingers. "How about something casual? You know, Outside fashion?"

"Huh?" Remilia looks surprised. "Well, I don't know... I wasn't thinking about that. I was just wondering what sort of dress I should wear, or if I should stick to what I usually have on-"

"No, Meiling's right," Sakuya interjects. She scratches her chin thoughtfully. "Something cute and appealing that catches her eyes, something new and exotic to her viewpoint without being overdone... maybe something that makes her want to try something new."

"Reimu in outsider clothes?" I ask, seeing where she's going with this.

"I have an idea there, but half the fun would her her and Mistress Remilia looking through the wardrobe." Sakuya winks at Remilia, who blinks, considering.

"Picking out clothes with Reimu," she says thoughtfully. A pretty, gentle smile comes over her face. "That is an excellent idea! If it works, I mean, but it's worth a shot, right? So, um..." Remilia paces over to an unused section of her wardrobe. "I of course have a selection, but I've never worn them. What do you two think would look good?"

The three of us spend the next hour or so picking through clothes for Remilia, finally settling on a blue pair of shorts and a pair of shirts, one worn on top of the other. A black ribbon tops it all off. The final result is actually quite cute, showcasing Remilia's youthful attractiveness while not making her look like a child. No two ways about it, Sakuya knows her stuff.

The rest of the evening is quite busy, as we scamper around making sure everything is perfect. Finally, everyone makes it an early night, ready to do our best to make tomorrow the best day it can be. What bothers me is that I can't find Flandre anywhere. Some of the fairy maids did see her in one of the older storage rooms, rooting through a box marked 'BRIDESMAIDS.' This worries me.

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The next morning dawns clear and bright, and promises to be a gorgeous day. I'm at the gate earl
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You and your constant updates.
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New thread: >>/sdm/55803

Pic related, but creepier.
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>Occasionally she glances at Remilia's reflection in the mirror
It just occurred to me that this should not at all be possible.

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Date: 24th December
Time: 11:30 hours
Location: courtyard, Scarlet Devil Mansion

She was tired.

Ever since she returned from the graveyard, Anne was immediately pressed into a major task of renovating the mansion in time for the annual Christmas party. And she barely got her work started, as Remilia had (“politely”, as the Scarlet Devil preferred) ordered that the interrogation of the prisoner of war she brought along be given a top priority. It was not paying off due to his absolute refusal to cooperate, and the only information she was able to acquire was that he served with the Lunarians as a member of the expeditionary team that was sent to Earth on a reconnaissance mission. She also had to maintain a professional demeanour as the prisoner started throwing slurs on the Wehrmacht (as well as calling the Red Army weak and incompetent), and at one point she almost threatened to blow him to kingdom come when the prisoner called her a “coldblooded murderer”.

Right now, she was taking a break after spending hours breaking sweats trying to make the prisoner talk. She sighed; between interrogating prisoners and supervising the maids, she preferred doing the latter, and she would like it if she could hand over the task to Captain Ivanov. She might not know the blood feud he held against the Lunarians, but she knew he would handle the prisoner better than she did.

“Guess who?”

Before she can respond, her eyes were covered. She did not even have to make a guess as she recognized the warmth of the hands very much, and she did not even bother asking as the owner of the hands pulled her into a soft, comfortable body. She did, though, manage to pull the hands off her face and she looked up to meet the person.

“My little tiger looks very tired today,” Meiling asked. “What’s the matter?”

“I wish I could take a day break, Miss Meiling,” Anne mumbled as she was sinking into the gatekeeper’s sisterly cuddle. “I don’t know if Miss Remilia would allow it, though.”

“Well, of course you should!” Meiling uttered and tightened
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Sata you ass. Using Morino Han's Meiling for post pics? That's just cheating. How can I not follow this.

Hmph. Nice short.
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My reader is acting tsundere at me? Colour me surprised.

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Date: 24th December
Time: 19:45 hours
Location: Scarlet Devil Mansion.

“Hurry up and get the hall ready!! We’re running out of time!!”

It was as chaotic as one could guess. As soon as Anne and Meiling returned from their lively, if not short, trip they were immediately pressed into last-minute works. Apparently Remilia had dragged Sakuya along in the interrogation, and even with Sakuya reminding her about the party she was too occupied with drilling the prisoner’s head into submission. Anne did not want to disrupt the scarlet devil’s quality time, nor did she want to remind her about the upcoming party, so with the efficiency of elite tank crew, she took charge of her maid chief’s supervision and mobilized the fairy maids to hasten the preparations.

“So, she’s leaving you to do the duties?” Anne’s attention to her work was disrupted by Reimu’s presence.

“Miss Reimu! The party is due to start in fifteen minutes,” Anne said. “We’re still preparing the dining hall, so can you wait at the guestroom?”

“While Remi is missing in action? I smell an incident in the making,” Reimu replied. “But seriously, why is she leaving everything to you? And I thought Sakuya’s supervising your works, too. Let me guess: Remi dragged her along.”

Anne shrugged. “Miss Remilia only said she’d join the patrons after she’s done with the prisoner,” she answered.

“Ah, that mission,” Reimu said and snatched a cupcake off a passing fairy maid’s serving tray.

“You’ve heard about it?” Anne asked.

“I blame Yukari for not letting me solve the incident,” she answered. “Even if I did have to do it anyway, shooting with firearms isn’t my forte. Ho well it went? I heard the captain was running amok.”
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I can't blame you choose quality over quantity. Updates should only be written if you have 51% steam left: scientific fact.

I just hope you continue it someday.

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