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You are Darejan the Lucent Mirror, Seeker of Darkness. Once, you worked with a group to try to protect and preserve portions of the World from the searing horror of the Light. Or at least, you thought you were doing that at the time.

After getting more information, you decided to leave the escalating conflict, sealing yourself within your own weapon, entering into hibernation as you drifted between the stars.

Something caused you to crash land here in Gensokyo, and before you recovered from the impact, someone touched your Keyblade. A month later you found a native holding one of their own.

The might and versatility of the Keyblade is not to be underestimated. Your sense of personal responsibility for the impending chaos leads you to trek across this strange sealed land, securing and sealing your errant technology from the hands, hearts, and minds of this place.

For their own good.

Whether they see it that way or not.

[***] Skip to next divider if gamey stuff isn't your thing [***]

Stats: different spell cards or abilities require these 'points' to be temporarily committed.

3 native points in Shield (Defensive skill, which also grants more affinity to larger, bulkier Keyblade shapes)

1 native point in Sword (Offensive skill, which also grants more affinity to more lithe and deadly Keyblade shapes)

1 native point in Staff (Utility skill, which covers 'clever' Keyblade shapes and your base Danmaku skill)

3 native points in Moon (Intermediate Element covering the changing of shapes, change in general, trickery, insanity, berserking, and purity)
[WARNING, Moon points wax and wane with the moon's phases. At a half moon in the sky you have your native value]

1 native plus two optional points in Darkness (Advanced Element covering the Self, the Heartless, hearts, negative or base emotions, matter/particles, absorption, opacity, and counteracting the Light)
[You can call on one additional point of Darkness each from your Keyblade and you

[X] A storage room for lazy things huh? Detective mode activated!

Right well now would be a good time to just sit back and enjoy some tea as you wait for Ran to return.

…

You feel your eyes slowly drifting to the dark hallway. Oh come on Ran what kind of person drops a hint like that and then just leaves?! ...maybe that's her game? Well in that case you are staying right here! ...but what if she KNEW you would think that in an attempt to make you not go in the hallway?! Ok no no enough of this I know that you know that I know kind of thinking, that way leads to madness. You take another long look at the hallway.

…

Ahh screw it. You get up and slowly edge to the hallway halfway expecting Ran to pop out of nowhere and bust you or something like that. You take a fortifying breath and walk inside. Well it is dark in here but not as bad as you thought as you can still see at least. The hallway goes on for a bit before ending in an ornate dark purple door. ...wait really? You take another look around...yep this is it, not a single other door in sight. Seems a bit overblown for just a storage room...but then again Yukari. Well might as well go all the way now that you are here. You slowly open the door to some kind of large chamber. The vaulted ceiling has been painted to show...you are not really sure...events in Gensokyo's history? You see your sister and some of the other residents of Gensokyo in some of them so that might be it. There are bookshelves overflowing with modern titles as well as scrolls and old tomes. There is a large panting on one wall of Yukari shearing drinks with a man with the largest mug of beer you have ever seen...maybe he's an oni? A pile of amazun boxes are stacked over by a large wardrobe. Turns out the kappa have a item ordering/shipping business. You know...this places feels less like a storage room and more like a-?!?! You only just now notice the large bed with its single occupant. -bedroom...oh shit.

Yukari is slumbering peacefully, her long golden hair spilling around her as the thin purple sheet does little to hide her figure. You quickly about face and thank all the gods and goddesses that you didn't get

[X] Did something just phase through the shrine wall?!

You blink and look again...mmm...you could have sworn you saw... You quickly shift through the few ofuda you have on you and bring out a detector one. This style of ofuda was one of the first that mother showed you how to make, you place it on a surface and the symbol on the paper changes a different color depending on what type of energy it feels. You march over to the shrine wall and slap it on...ahh damn it! Dark blue...a spirit. Dealing with spirits is a tricky business as until you can identify why it is hanging around you are always flying blind. You duck back into the shrine to gather some things.

The back door opens a few minutes later and you step out. You are in full shrine keeper mode, the modified keeper outfit (for close combat fighting) mother made for you is spotless and your hands are wrapped and ready for use. These are not just any hand wrappings however as these are the same wrappings that mother used when she was learning the first fighting style of the Hakurei, also know as the Hakurei Divine Motion style. When she judged you competent enough in Divine Motion these hand wraps were her gift to you. You lift a fist in front of you and smile. What a gift! These wraps had been soaked in 2 generations of Hakurei blood and now were now stained blood red beyond cleaning and they had holy properties. Simply touching these wraps would burn lesser youkai and a normal human using them could leave damage on even the thickest hide. When in use by a Hakurei like yourself the effect become largely amplified...still you hoped you could deal with this spirit without violence.

You set up a small ring of 5 stones and place an ofuda on each one, Haven, Earth, Holy, Youkai, and on the stone in front of you you place the now blue detector ofuda. You place a blank ofuda in the middle and start to pray. This is a simple summoning ritual but rather then trying force the spirit out of hiding it is more of a soft tug. If this doesn't work you will have to more on to stronger methods. You keep this going for 1 minute...then 2...then 5. And you never halt in your praying, just pray and wait. Many spirits are often shy or suspicious s

Home is where the Donation Box is

So this is my first story here so let me give you a little info. My stories will have a simplified skill system that is based on what you encounter in the story itself. After all no point in spending points in paper mache if you never get the chance to use that skill right? Let me show you how it works.

At the start of any story I make something like this will show up.

Name: (What they are called)

Gender: (Male, Female, and so on)

Age: (How old they are)

Description: (What they look like)

Personality: (How they act)

Class: (Gives bonus skill points)

Perks: (Perks you have unlocked)

Some or all of it might be premade by me, anything left blank is for the players to fill in...IE you...and you...and you as well...but not you, you make the tea.

At the start of the story you get 30 skill points to use however you wish. Skill points are not spent at the start but when you need to use a skill. For example lets say you want to help Aya with her paper. The writing skill shows up and all players must chose how many points they want to put into that skill. All skills work on a -3 to 10 scale of measurement. 0 is no skill at all, not even the knowledge of what the subject. 1 is no skill but you at least know what thing is. 2 is no skill but you know some basic knowledge and so on so forth with 10 being a rare master of said skill. The negatives are if you would be very VERY bad at something, like a 1 armed man trying to shoot a bow. A lot of common things (cleaning, cooking, so on) will start at 1 or 2 and your class can give you skill buffs (a writer class would have higher natural skills to do with writing and so on) and before you sink points into something I will always tell you what your natural score in that skill is. Also you can save skill points by leaving a skill score up to RNG. This will not take any of your skill points but the outcome is random however the score will never decrease in value and at least 2 points will be added to that skill. You can RNG as many scores as you want.

Perks are buffs that work for every character the players use

You are stepping off the bus, you have arrived at the college campus you will be teaching history classes at for the year. As you walk among the buildings trying to recall the lecture hall you were given your mind wanders. You remember the events leading up to this point.

You recall acing your SAT s in sophomore year of high school and getting bumped up a grade. You remember the countless hours of studying you dedicated to the history of the world. You remember denying yourself a social life to further your goals. You remember working your damnedest to get into Yale and graduate on the dean's list.

You remember the soul encompassing feeling of satisfaction when you graduated a year early and on TOP of the deans list. Now here you are. At the same place your grandfather taught history for thirty some odd years. You fulfilled your promise to him. You took his place so he would always know the students he cared so much for are getting the quality education they deserve.

… so why do you feel so…

disappointed?

After all, you're the youngest overly qualified teacher in this school's history. That's a hell of an accomplishment… right?

As you ponder your emotions you find your lecture hall. 'ah well.' you think to your self. 'after I teach for a while I’ll probably get right in the swing of things. I'm just a bit jittery on my first day.' when you open the doors an unexpected sight greets you.

A woman in a rather poofy dress is sitting by your podium. Before you can say anything she looks at you and stands up. She strides over to you in a way that you might call predatory. She looks at you strangely, her eyes almost seem to glow. After a while you decide to speak up but she interrupts immediately. “when your students arrive I’m going to help you play a prank on them.” she says in a casual manner. “what do you mean?” you ask.

She walks to the staff door you just entered from and smirks. “just play along.” she then leaves. You stare in confusion. However perhaps starting the year with a prank is a good idea. After all, it's always nice to have a teacher with a sense of humor,

Hey folks! New here to Touhou-project, and I've been sitting on this idea for a while. Will be posting it here, hoping for some good fun. Now sit back and enjoy the show!
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Leaves crunched under my feet. I held my head up, staring straight on, looking for some kind of path to follow. Anything to take me back the way I came. A few glances around. No, nothing. The only way to go was forward.

The dark forest taunted me. Each passing second stretched on for an eternity. My shaking body never stopped. Fear and anxiety overtook me.

“H-hello?” I tried to yell. I wanted someone to come save me. “Is there anyone there? Hello?”

It felt like there was someone there. Someone beyond the thicket that had their eyes on me. If I didn’t keep walking, if I didn’t say anything, whatever was there was going to devour me.

Keep walking. Had to keep walking.

My legs moved, but my eyes didn’t. They were still fixed on the black between the leafless trees. Autumn air assaulted my face.

“Hello? Is there anyone there? HELLO!”

It was cold, but bearable. Whatever was in front of me couldn’t be any worse than what was behind.

“ANYONE!”

Leaves crackled.

Yes, there was something chasing me. My instincts were right. I had to keep running no matter what.

Then, I stopped. My body collided with the ground. I wanted to cry. It hurt. But I didn’t. I shuffled my feet into a run. Though before I could even stand, I hit the ground a second time.

It wasn’t a branch like the first time I fell. I turned slowly back.

Two red eyes illuminating the dark.
A smile from ear to ear baring fangs.

I knew I couldn’t get away. I closed my eyes, trying not to cry. I knew it was hopeless.

“Let’s eat!”

… And that’s when I was saved.

There was a shift in the air. I was pulled forward, out of the monster’s grip. I turned to look. What the devil bit into wasn’t me, but a traffic sign?

“Sorry, but this one is mine.”

I felt another touch. It was light, but not gentle. I found myself looking

I am Kogasa Tatara. I am a karakasa. I have a serious issue.

I stand before the Myouren Temple today. There's this person I like, you see. but I don't know who to turn to for advice. Who should I ask?

[ ] The pretty Head Nun(Priest? Priestess?) Is always so helpful with these things, but can she really help with romantic advice?

[ ] That plain girl is nice, and she might be able to help. But that big, scary pink guy is supposed to be really nice, too. I might learn how to be scary AND get romantic advice if that's true!

[ ] The sailor girl is usually really fun to talk to! The thing is, I have no idea what her romantic advice would be like. It might be bad, but it also might be REALLY good, though.

[ ] Kyouko is a rock star, so she's surely had to deal with romance at some point. The 'sex, drugs and rock' lifestyle she leads might actually help here!'

[ ] There's supposed to be another girl here. She's kind of mysterious, though. I hear she's actually a mother, though, so she might be of help here, since she apparently knows enough to have a kid.

[ ] The big-sis tanuki is always giving me advice! And alcohol! A great combination! Maybe I can learn something from her AND get the confidence I need!

[ ] There's that spooky zombie girl in the graveyard behind the temple... Wait, why am I even considering this? Would she even understand the concept of romance?

[ ] I should poke that bush in front of the temple. It smells like ceramic and fire.


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VALENTINE STORY, GO!

Not another story. But not exactly a one-shot.

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“Oh, Myouren? What are you practicing now?”

Byakuren peeks over her brother’s shoulder, hunched over his own hands.

“Byakuren? I’m practicing some new magic for the upcoming journey. Some of the monks have been wondering what to do if some of the men in the village get lost.”

Stretching his prayer beads over his two forefingers for Byakuren to see, he wraps the beads over his ring finger and pinky. Then, he lets go of the beads with his other hand. The beads seem to jump from the first two fingers to the others.

Byakuren laughs. “That’s just a silly trick, isn’t it?”

Her brother does, too. “That might be. But this isn’t.”

Clenching his hand as though grasping something, a light begins to form.

“Blessing of the sun take form,” Myouren chants, “and blessing of the land guide the light to its followers.”

Byakuren’s eyes glow just as bright. She laughs again.

“I don’t think anyone will ever be as good at this as you.”

“I’m sure you can.” Myouren scratches his head, chuckling with his sister. “I just happened to find it first.”

Securing his clothes tight around his body, he stands.

“Well. I’m sure you’ll show me something even more amazing by the time I get back. I might have taught you in the beginning, but you’re pretty good at learning on your own.”

“Only if you’re around, Myouren.”

With that, her brother laughs once before hugging his sister.

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However, this time, her brother would not return.

“I’m sorry, Lady Hijiri. Your brother, Myouren….has passed away. My sincerest condolences.”

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In the palm of her hand, the prayer beads shake and knock together. Byakuren’s prayer hums throughout the room. Shou, several youkai, and many more humans chant the prayer in unison with the head nun.

Byakuren’s heart thumps. Clearing the mind. Clearing the spirit. Clearing the heart’s desires and the body’s need for the material. Opening her eyelids, the

It's been three months at least, I've been pestered with ever dwindling hope and enthusiasm, and I myself doubted I would continue this. And yet, here in /shrine/ I find myself posting a long-overdue update! Now try not to cuss me out for being slow too much.

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I find myself waking up in the arms of a beautiful, naked woman after a night that felt more like a dream than anything else. In my case I'm being dead serious. The pleasure I felt and the fact that I was going at it with Letty really did feel like it was little more than a pleasant dream, especially since my sleep schedule is only now starting to shift to something more along the lines of what a normal person might have. ...Then again, the exertion last night might account for why I'm feeling sleepy and unproductive. I try to get out of bed to get myself cleaned up, but find that there are two problems with this: One, I apparently managed to join together with her in my sleep, and two, she's got a tight hold of me. I can't argue with the sensations and find myself wanting to sleep a little longer in her arms, but at the same time I can't just let myself be bound up in a pot of honey all day, no matter how nice it feels.

I shift my weight to at least roll myself toward the edge of the bed, but all that does is put her on top of me. Her soft body is pressing down on mine even harder than before, what with gravity assisting her own unconscious physical force, which is complicated yet further by the fact that she's running her tongue along my cheek. She nuzzles my neck a little bit after that and sighs in contentment. All that combined with her radiant warmth makes me wonder how in the world I'm supposed to get up from this.

...Though when I try to think about it, I can't recall anything pressing planned for today. I think I can let myself be swayed just this once...

...

Alight on the front porch, knock once, twice, three times~ "Ivan!" I call out to that leadhead once I do, and find that after a few minutes there's no sound of footsteps coming up to the door. I put my ear to the door just to make absolutely sure, and sure enough all I

"Hey, Sekibanki!" I call, spotting a familiar face in the crowded market street.

"Oh, uh... Kogasa, wasn't it? It's been a while," the floating redhead replies. I fall into step beside her, my umbrella shading us both from the hot afternoon sun.

"What happened to the rest of you?" I ask. She sighs.

"To make a long story short, I got in over my head," she says. I resist the urge to roll my eyes. "Dr. Yagokoro told me to take it easy."

"That doesn't sound too bad."

"In Eientei. For a month."

"Wait, seriously!? What did you do to yourself!?"

"...I'd rather not talk about it," she says with a grimace.

"Okay... well, if that's the case, then why aren't you in Eientei?"

"I am," she says, slowly rolling upside-down in the air. "Staring at the ceiling all day was doing my head in, so I thought I'd head out and get some fresh air." I really do roll my eyes this time.

"So it's fine if you go this far away from your body?" I ask.

"I guess? I was only going to visit Kagerou, but I caught her just as she was getting ready to go shopping, so... here I am."

She flips the right way up and glances up and down the street, but the werewolf lady is nowhere to be seen.

"I, uh, seem to have lost her though," she says.

"Oh. Do you want me to help look for her?"

"Nah, it's fine." she shakes her... everything? "I was just killing time anyway. So, uh, what are you up to, anyway?"

"Surprising people! Or something. I was just taking some time off too, actually."

"Oh. Mind if I tag along?"

"Not at all! Two heads are better than one, right?"

This time she's the one rolling her eyes. We come to the end of the market street, and head...

[ ] To the Temple School! Children love surprises!
[ ] To Myouren Temple! Someone's bound to be bored at this hour!
[ ] To the Scarl