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35828No. 35828hidewatchexpandquickreply
No, the main character is not a trap, nor does he look like a lady.


The sun was shining brightly, with just a smattering of clouds overhead to make it seem like a perfect day. Despite this, the temperature made it intolerably hot for most people, so the well-travelled road was practically empty on that sweltering day.

Yet perhaps in defiance to the blazing heat, a solitary man walked down this road. He wore simple blue jeans and a long-sleeved blue shirt over his lithe form, with basic tennis shoes covering his feet. His brown hair was bogged down with sweat, yet his brown eyes still shone with energy. In his right hand was a long and rather plain black staff, which he used as a walking stick for his journey.

It was not known how long he had been walking, not even to him, yet to him his purpose was very clear. He had set out in search of the mythical land of Gensokyo as a means of escape.
It was not that he was running from any particular person or group, but rather it was his life he was seeking an exit to. It’s not that he hated it, it was just getting stale.

Or so he would say.

Nonetheless, his journey was almost at an end.
He had reached Gensokyo, yet he would rather not try to live out in the wilds. He would much prefer a simpler life in the village he heard of from the Hakurei shrine maiden, which supposedly was at the end of this road. With this information, he set out as soon as he could, making steady progress with no breaks for himself since the sun had risen earlier that day.

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>>No. 36556
>>36549
1) You should have saged.
2) Vote was called.
3) It's dead, Jim.

>So let's hope this one doesn't die and at least makes it to thread 2!
Didn't even make it to the first update. That a record of some sort?
>>No. 36561
>>36556
>one month
>dead
No.
>>No. 36562
>>36561

It's dead. This author has started total of 4 stories that haven't gone past thread 1(2 have one update).


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36123No. 36123hidewatchexpandquickreply

“All love stories are tales of beginnings. When we talk about falling in love, we go to the beginning, to pinpoint the moment of freefall.”

—Meghan O'Rourke

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>>No. 36545
>>36539
Ah, thanks.
>>No. 36564
Hey YAF, what would have happened if we'd stayed with Rat?
>>No. 36566
>>36564
I don’t have the notes for this anymore (as I was quite literally scraping whatever notes I hadn’t used for other things to create this one), but I think what the plan was, was that there’d be a short scene of Rat coming back, then a cut to the next day when Reimu agonises over receiving a kiss on the forehead and being forced to flee through the bathroom window of an inn her “father” was “staying” at so as to maintain her disguise. Otherwise the same deal.

This story was a prequel from the very start.


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35921No. 35921hidewatchexpandquickreply
Momiji was eying that chocolate earlier and you could go for some right now so you quickly head back to grab it from the shelf and bring it up to the register. Momiji just watches you with a puzzled look. “Hey there Rinnosuke!”

“Hi Aaron, where’s Yukari? I don’t see her anywhere.” His golden eyes dart around the room like he’s looking for a thief.

“She’s not here,” you say simply.

“That’s strange, normally she’s the one who brings you here. Did something happen?” He actually sounds worried.

You shake your head. “Nothing to worry about, I just moved out that’s all.”

He looks at you with an expression of disbelief. “You moved out? How did she take it? What are you doing for money?”

“She actually gave me money to buy a house, but I used it to buy a bar instead. She didn’t take that very well, but once I prove that I can do it I’m sure she’ll be proud.” Well, you hope she’ll be proud.

“Ha, well good luck with that. I’ll stop by if I get the chance, so just let me know if you need anything. Oh, and the chocolates are on the house. Consider it a gift for finally moving out of her house.” You wonder how he stays in business when he either give everything away or keeps it for himself. Oh well, he obviously enjoys his job so you can’t criticize him.
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>>No. 36311
>>36310
I say Backfire as in has a opposite effect than intended, such as trying to help a person only to have them hate our guts for some reason.

As far as Youmu being boring I don't exactly agree with that as she hasn't gotten much time to herself, not with other people coming up, including Koish the queen of scene stealing.
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36312
>>36310

>Do you just want to pollinate her flower?
I'm certainly not opposed to it if that's what you're insinuating.
>She is the fastest person half-alive IYKWIM.
I have no idea what the letter sequence is supposed to mean but I'm inclined to agree with you nevertheless.
>You just want to touch fluffy tail, don't you?
Yes. Yes I do. Wanna fight about it?
>Mushrooms, that is all.
8/10, took me a minute to get it.
>Talk about a hot date. There, pun delivered.
Eh, 3/10. Apply yourself.
>Also, what? No Mystia? I would like you to go for her, she needs some love!
Can't say I'm overly fond of the idea but hey, it might work. Two business owners swapping tricks of the trade and steadily growing closer as time goes on until one of them suddenly realizes the other is of the opposite gender...yeah, could work.

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>>36313

Please, Keep asking questions. If something isn't clear let me know. I'll answer most questions, as long as they don't require me to spoil anything.


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35929No. 35929hidewatchexpandquickreply
A flash of light outside a plain paned window and a thunderous crash broke the monotony of the rain that had continued for the better half of the evening, the raindrops also guilty of lulling a man swaddled in linen and quilts to sleep atop his desk chair. Yet this natural alarm that cracked the sky in two with a brilliant glow did stir the man from his slumber so slightly that a hand might reach out and grasp at layers of paper that accumulated over the hours upon the desk surface. This hand was time-worn and lined with the proof of the years that had passed, but not by many winters at the barrow or tending to the shop. This hand knew the touch of a dusty tome and entire weeks devoted to turning tens of hundreds of pages, it knew the brushings of a quill pen against the fibrous parchment, the muscles beneath the worn hand knew the movements to a few but practiced incantations, from lighting a candle with a touch of heat, or charming the librarian with a spark and cheery sound. The hand also belonged to a person, who's form stirred again underneath the pile of comfort and warmth it had allotted itself this stormy night.

But yet this person did not display any more than a stir, it's heart ticked slowly in the chest, the clockwork blood engine worn after years confined to a study and a paper strewn desk. This heart could not continue to fuel the hand it had owned on it's grasp for air and allotted it to fall on the desk once more. The man's lungs protested, expanding and contracting below the heart, dragging air through the old cracked lips it had serviced for so many long nights, mouthing unsuccessfully the difficult spells and syllables that the person so wished it could. If only he had more time, if only he didn't lay dying this very moment. If only the old heart could beat for just one more night, he would become a true magician, if those old legs would carry him to his chair another time, he could finally spout flame from his fingers with no more difficulty than breathing air. If those mentioned lungs would service him just for yet a few hours, this old man could invigorate his body with but a gesture and a slash of ink on paper. If only this man, this quivering pile of
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>>No. 35970
Please, watch your sentences and go lighter on those commas. It's dipping hard into run-on at times.
A sentence such as

>The Shoutoku Legend was not cruel, but she was dauntingly aloof, the chance he had now to impress upon her his desires was likely his first and only one.

would look way better as

>The Shoutoku Legend was not cruel, but she was dauntingly aloof. The chance he had now to impress upon her his desires was likely his first and only one.


I mean, just look at them.
>They hailed him not, returning to their muted conversations, another wanderer seeking guidance, likely to be turned away, questions avoided like so many before him.

>This was not unlike himself, his identity as a budding magician was not unknown, and often a farmer's wife would request a spell for a bruised limb or the bravest children would tout the proximity to the forest and cheer and holler for a show of flame and thunder.

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>>No. 35972
[x] This is a wonderful enclosure, it would be a waste to not explore for a while.
Gotta cover the whole trio.
>>No. 35973
>>35970
Your advice doesn't fall on deaf ears, thank you.
The comma and I are in a honeymoon phase, I'll try and ease off her curves a little in the future.

I promised an update this morning but I was tricked into attending a pre-release for the new MtG set so I'm in no shape for writing anything that's not a life total. I'll take a nap, down a cup of joe and begin again.


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35593No. 35593hidewatchexpandquickreply
Okay, so I've been writing here for a little while but I'm going to use another name at the moment until I'm sure I can balance two stories. The story is about a entrepreneur who chooses to open a bar on the outskirts of the human village. The story will for the most part be a comedy with some romance. I'm also not going to use a proofreader, at least not in the beginning because I'm working on seeing my own errors and fixing them myself. That said, if you notice any grammatical errors do point them out, I won't know what to fix if you don't. So with out further ado, I present to you Wild Afternoons, Strong Tastes, and Extreme Drunkenness (Abbreviated WASTED)!
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It has been over one hundred years since Gensokyo has been dimensionally dislocated from the planet Earth. While travel between the two is possible it isn’t very common as the technological differences can cause problems, even if the kappa do their best to help “modernize” Gensokyo.

The Gap Youkai, Yukari, has been bringing people from the outside in since the beginning. She does this partially because it amuses her, but mostly because an outsider will stir up excitement for the residents of Gensokyo and keep people entertained and content with how things are. Her targets are usually those with an open mind or those that would benefit from living here, like you.

You were brought to Gensokyo at the age of ten and have lived here for eight years now. In that time you’ve made a lot of friends and connections, none more important to you than Yukari. She rescued you from a forest fire you inadvertently started and raised you for the next eight years and you even took to calling her “mom”, you think she liked that. On your eighteenth birthday she gave you enough money to buy a house in the human village.

The look on her face when you used the money to buy an old rundown bar on the edge of the village was priceless. You had to explain to her that you already had a plan to have it fixed up and that the left over money would go to building an additional room for you to sleep in. She has every right to be skeptical, but you plan on proving you
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>>No. 35915
[x] Buy the Chocolate
(x) For everyone one to share

No option to buy the gun? I kid.
>>No. 35918
We are sharing the chocolate with everyone, and getting a visit from Ran and Chen. Update later tonight along with a new thread!
>>No. 36118
>>35910
It's time for Momizi Pop! Redux!


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Well, this would have been accompanied by a pic of Kurumi since she's the only other person near Wade, but for some inexplicable reason there's no pics of said vampiress on Danbooru at all. There's two pages out of a doujin where she's tagged, but come on.

Instead, you get a Seiga. Yes, just like in the first thread of the first run, it is foreshadowing. This time, however, it is in fact quite relevant.

Anywho, as far as the fragments go, it does seem like the voters go for the more exotic weapons rather than the conventional ones. A simple longsword could work, but since Wade currently exists as a bunch of metaphysical manifestations, it's more fun to just think up and use the most powerful weapon you can.

---

A lot of weapons come to mind, all in different shapes, forms, powers, and functions. I briefly entertain the idea of using the Gates of Babylon, but I don't really have the sheer arsenal required to pull it off worth a damn. On the flip side, it is an idea for later, so I decide to store it in the back of my mind in the event that I have a lot of weapons and no time to use any one in particular.

It takes a couple seconds more, but I do eventually settle on one weapon in particular: Gae Bolg. Kurumi's still trying to tank the various stones being flung her way, but I'm pretty sure I have enough time to manifest this particular weapon before her shield fails completely. Closing my eyes, I focus on the same feeling I felt back when I acquired the cap for the first time. The familiar wall of desires overlays itself over the black, and a few of the smaller desires move to my open hand. I clench down on them, feeling a smooth bone shaft form in my hand, changing its size and weight according to what would be ideal for someone my size to wield, be it for melee or simple throwing. I'm not sure how well this is going to work, but eh. I'm not going to be picky about something that's going to keep me as I am.

I open my eyes so I can take a good look at the inst
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>>No. 35507
[x]Check Hakugyokuro

What areas did we cover already? That'll help in making a list of areas not covered and not on the list.

As for WA, I couldn't tell of any character decay, though hopefully you'd use this time to make a plan before resuming it.
>>No. 35508
[X]Check Hakugyokuro

Why not?
>>No. 35549
>>35507

Dug through the first thread, found this list that I've updated so it's relevant.

Scarlet Devil Mansion Completed
The Human Village Completed
Myouren Temple Completed
Miko's Dojo - Unstable
Marisa's House/Alice's House Completed
Eientei - Unstable
Hakugyokuro
Moriya Shrine
Heaven

Unstable locations are where you may find just one fragment loitering around, none but get a solid lead on where it went, or multiple fragments. This late in the main story though, there aren't that many left to locate since the fragments are not unlike rocks clumping together in an asteroid belt to form a planet.
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21122No. 21122hidewatchexpandquickreply
[X] Cockslap!

If 'ridiculous' had a definition, this situation would be an epitome, a prime example of completely incomprehensible circumstances, to top it off, brought completely against one's will. It would be fine, it would be nice, bah - good, even - if it weren't an effect of something you didn't want to do... Or at least didn't want to do it for real. It would be good if it weren't for that confused expression of hers, and the fact that... She's covered... in your own...
Insane as it may appear, there's no denying it - seeing that cute, petite body stained with your own seed is an incredibly arousing sight. So incredibly arousing it pumps crazy amounts of addinationa; blood into your already swollen throbbing member. Swollen. Yeah, that's a good word. Swollen usually describes something larger than usual and aching, right? Therefore it would be right to call it swollen, right? Wait, does that even matter?
"No!"
Hell, the sheer lack of importance makes you scream out loud. It's stupid! Idiotic! How could you allow yourself to get aroused - AGAIN - in face of such a pathetic sight? Because it IS pathetic. That girl's confusion is an effect of your indecent, dirty, perverted, reprehensible, dishonourable actions! Even if it wasn't exactly according to your will, still, the fact stands. It stands. Both of them stand. The fact and your junior. The question is...

Maybe she... Doesn't mind...?

Or are you just thinking with your lower brain here? Is that plaintive hope only a delusion of a testosterone-driven mind? Or is that face actually... sort of happy? She did want to see you after all, didn't she? If so, it's only logical to assume she has some feelings for you, right? Therefore... It should be okay to...
Wait, what is she doing? No, wait, what are you doing, Emily?! Why is that little hand of yours reaching towards...?!
"No!"
Again, you scream, unsure of your own thoughts, but fully aware of the fact that if she touches you, it's going to get even worse, and frantically try to jump away... Well, in vain, since the store room is too cramped for such hast
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>>No. 35498
>>35496
How many fucking egoes do I have, that after so many imploding I still have a hefty supply of them? Am I some kind of ego god? I should make my own religion, all about me.

I shall call it egoism.
>>No. 35499
>>35498

If you can count how many egos you have, you don't have enough.
>>No. 36757
[x] Swing by Akyu’s home


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[X] There’s nothing for you here at the store. Head off to the Human Village and search for kappa at the marketplace.

---

Well, it seems like a good idea to start looking for the elusive kappa in the market.

You duly make your shift report to Rinnosuke, who simply nods an acknowledgement in kind.

---

Coming up the gates, you see two familiar faces chatting away. As soon as he sees you, the wiry Jiro waves you in without much fuss, whilst his bigger comrade gives you a friendly hail.

“Y’know, I was kinda expecting the miko today,” Jiro smirks, “Guess she’s got no more business with us normal folk, huh big guy?”

“It’s like you’re trying to pick a fight Jiro,” the larger man frowns.
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>>No. 36446
[X] It’s better to be careful.
As nice as luck is, precaution is more reliable, and I'd prefer my luck to keep me out of such situations in the first place, rather than barely keep me from losing my life to bear traps.
>>No. 37431
I believe in our NPC friend. He will return someday!
>>No. 38955
It was going so nicely too...


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[X] Go to the kitchen, might as well see what Suwako's up to.

====================

Well, now that the party had ended, it is time to work in a different manner. Hasn't the goddess of Moriya asked you to join her in the kitchen for discussion? You think you should at least hear what she has to say, and so make your way towards the cooking area. On your way you passed by an open-air corridor of sort, and in an instant you are captivated by the beauty of this moonlit place. Subconsciously slowing down your pace, you keep your eyes fixated upon the brilliant heaven, listening to the soft rattling of leaves as they sway peacefully to the soothing wind. Stars twinkle occasionally, and you couldn't help but smile at the serene scenery.

"It's beautiful, isn't it?" A soft voice speaks to you from behind, and to your surprise you find the shrine maiden of Hakurei standing behind you, holding two steaming cups of tea, a ceramic teapot, and a small bowl of snacks on a wooden serving dish. She chuckles at your expression, and holds out the dish towards you. "Tea? Suwako helped me with them, told me to smack you into the kitchen right after you finished." She said with a grin, lightly swinging her ritual stick of sort in a mock attempt to hit your behind. Returning her friendly offer with a nod of thanks, you take a cup and take a sip of the burning hot liquid, the heated sensation channelling down your throat and spread across your body. You feel quite relaxed as a result.

Reimu plops down cheerfully on the wooden floor as you enjoy your tea, gesturing for you to do the same with the wave of a hand. "Of course, it'd be a pain to fix all the walls if I do what she says, so don't worry about it." She pops a round ball of white into her mouth, face lightening up with a look of euphoria. "Take you time and enjoy the tea, I'm sure she can wait patiently in someone else's shrine."

"Perhaps, though I didn't expect to meet you here, comrade."

"Eh, I woke for some reason, and once I'm up the hangover wouldn't let me get back to sleep." Sh
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>>No. 37486
If anyone is actually reading this, I will come back after school stops trolling me so hard.

Which probably means no update until at least the end of February, and in the worst case scenario it means no update until summer.

Though based on the lack of complaints, it is pretty clear that everyone either a) already knows shit happened in my life or b) thinks this story is dead and has moved on.
>>No. 38271
"We Will Be In Berlin By Spring"
Comrades, they tell us of the upcoming 70th anniversary of the Grand Triumph of The People over the Fascist Aggressors! Let us prepare to celebrate with a synopsis of the story thus far!

Okay, seriously though, I made the promise to never give this up and I gave it up. I gave Touhou (and also Visual Novels, Light Novels, Anime, Manga, JRPGS, etc.) up to academics, work, and work (did I mention work)? I fucked up.

In the words of a greater man than me,
"I have resolved never to start an unjust war but never to end a legitimate one except by defeating my enemies"

This person may have been an enemy of the Russians and a zealous monarchist, but at least he died bravely on his campaign and with his unwavering belief. That is more than I can say.

I will be done midterms on Thursday. Since the story has been more-than-half dead over the past few years, I'm going to do a summary of the story up to the point we left off. While we may remember the core tenants of the Revolution, many details have been forgotten over the passage of time. There might be slight retcons (but then again, remember that in a lot of ways this is a giant walking retcon. An inherited story from times long past must be updated; the revolution needs evolution).

I will try to get a summary/synopsis thingy out by Sunday. Sage because no guarantees (may or may not jump into river after midterms), but I want to let people know, if a single other soul out there remembers this story, I'm not completely dead yet. We started from a dead story, and despite a brief, brave period of revolution, we have failed like 1848. This time we will try again, and learn from our previous mistakes, and succeed like Glorious Lenin did in the Red October [November] of 1917.

A big reason for previous failure was that I am either:
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>>No. 38276
I was in the hospital. I'm crawling my way back to life


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This story is a sort of bizzaro rendition of PC 98 era Gensokyo. The early choices will determine Reimu's personality as well as the general tone of the story. A word of warning however, actions have consequences, and character deaths are a very real possibility. I hope you all enjoy the story.


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My name is Reimu Yakumo, 31st Hakurei of Gensokyo, and this is my legacy.

The title of Hakurei is not always passed from parent to child, though that happens often enough. Rather, the current Hakurei selects a child from one of the villages and trains him or her as a successor. The child, no older than 12 at the start of training, is to be taught the history of Gensokyo. He or she learns of the gods, monsters, youkai, and ghosts. They learn of the elements which govern life. Lastly and most importantly, the child is taught about the duty they will inherit when the current Hakurei dies, the duty to protect Gensokyo from harm, both from within and without.

If only I had the chance to learn those things.

I suppose I should start by recounting the circumstances of my birth. I was, like close to half of Gensokyo’s humans, born in the human village east of the Misty Lake. My father was a woodcutter, my mother, a weaver.

Life was quiet. My parents had few close acquaintances. I suppose that is one trait I inherited from them. Well, along with a dislike of pleasantries and small talk.
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>>No. 35324
Sorry everyone for the last month without updates. Life has been rough lately, and as a result, I haven't been coherent enough to even think about writing. With spring break on the way however, I should be able to finally get something done.
>>No. 35378
>>35324
Hooray!
>>No. 35379
>>35378
Sage, goddammit, SAGE!


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