Discreetly, you sit down in the seat, not wanting to screw this up any further. Who could have known anyone could be offended by cowbell? She notices you looking over at her, or, that is, existing. Suddenly, she breaks out into a nice smile, to contrast her sister's sober expression.
"Oh. Heya there. Lunasa, he, didn't sneak in, did he? It was a shame what happened to the last one-"
"No, not at all. He evidently knows the ice fairy." Lunasa replies quietly, replying before you can and vouching for you.
"Ah. Good, then." She extends a hand, and you take it almost automatically. "I'm Lyrica Prismriver. You look to be human. Kind of odd, I would have figured if you're around the fairy, you would have ended up with a broken leg. Or frostbite. Or worse." She's evidently joking, not meaning any honest bias against Cirno. "So, what brings you here?"
[ ] "Cirno wanted to play with Merlin."
[ ] "Ah, I heard the music and Cirno thought to introduce me."
[ ] "Cirno and I were just wandering about, you know?"
[ ] "... Cirno has had other human friends before?"
[ ] "Hey! She's a perfectly protective and good friend, I'll have you know!"
Gm, I've said it before and I'll say it again. We're not angry when you post, but when you leave. We're angry at your absence.
Have you ever been abandoned? Have something you hold dear just up and disappear? Thats how we felt, and most likely will feel soon. We're angry because we like you so much and you're not always around. Sometimes you don't even stop in to say goodbye.
"Cirno wanted to play with Merlin," You shrug, returning her friendly smile. At least someone here is sane. Lunasa folds her hands in her lap as she takes the seat on your other side. "I didn't see a reason why not!" You eye her key board a bit. "Uh. Say. Can you play cowbell on that?" You ask a bit hesitantly. She has to be able to play cowbell on that at least? Lunasa seems to frown a bit more, but Lyrica looks perfectly amiable.
"Hehe. Yeah." With a few flicks of the settings, she taps a middle key and a ringing sound of cowbell resounds. "It can do all sorts of in-ter-est-ing, souuuunds~" She changes it into a piano, and without even touching it, the keys move as she speaks, ending in a sing song noise. She quite clearly enjoys being able to show it off a bit.
"You shouldn't be so proud, we're best as a team." Lunasa points out, but is met with a sly smile from Lyrica.
"Ah, I know, I know, can't have people listening without Merlin or things become too sad for the lively music. Don't be jealous, Lunasa." She responds jokingly.
Lunasa sighs, rolling her eyes.
[ ] "Could you play some more, Lyrica?"
[ ] "Could you two do a duet, maybe?"
[ ] "Lunasa, I haven't heard you play solo. Would you care to show me?"
[ ] "Oh, out of curiousity, Cirno has had human friends before?"
Don't bring up the cowbell, guys. Clearly there is some unpleasant memory they connect to that particular "instrument" and mentioning it causes all of those painful emotions of theirs to swim to the surface.
That, or "cowbell" is the codeword to trigger Merlin's Berserker mode, and mentioning it in her presence will result in us finding out just how her love is like a truck in the worst possible way.
>>66547 >It's been so long, I can't remember: does this protagonist have Anon-level Touhou knowledge or not? If you remember, the story got started with a "Get lost in the forest of magic so I can go live with Alice"
One puppeteer in the forest of magic sneezes, her concentration breaking for half a second. The dolls threaten to drop during that time, but she quickly regains her focus. "Hmm. Odd. I felt like someone was talking about me."
"Aliiiice, you shouldn't ignore me! That guy accused me of padding my chest! I always suspected that maid of something or other though, she's so shifty-" From her doorway, Marisa Kirisame, witch and part time thief huffs. Evidently, Reimu wasn't availible to patronize and complain to today.
"If anyone is shifty, it is -you-." Alice goes back to work, trying very hard to ignore her noisy and intrusive visitor as she goes back to work on her latest doll. It would be quite elegant when she was done.
Maybe she should add wings? Feathered ones would be a new oddity, but they could be too heavy and cause cracks in it's back...
"Oh, out of curiousity, Cirno has had human friends before?" You inquire, leaning forward a bit. Now that you think of it, although you know quite a bit about your nineball, you honestly don't know much of her past. It's news to you that she had a human friend previously. You lean forward, a bit interested.
Lyrica looks a bit uncomfortable with the question. "Uhm, yes. Ah. She did, anyways. It... Ended badly. On all occasions. Last one got dropped in the lake nearby, nearly drowned. She was scared straight of any pranks or fooling around after that. Bet she's an old lady by now. Ehe~ Humans age so quickly-" She suddenly, stops, looking at you. "No offense intended, of course. Uh, I'm sure you'll be fine." She doesn't sound all that sure, though, and shifts uncomfortably, as though realizing who she was saying it around.
"She is a fairy. A particularly powerful, if not intelligent one, but still a fairy." Lunasa ends, as though that clears up anything.
[ ] "Hey, are you insulting her?"
[ ] "... Cirno is a good friend. She may be rash, but she's not irresponsible."
[ ] "There have been even more accidents?"
[ ] "You don't sound like you like her very much."
[ ] Frown. Just, frown at her.
[ ] "Uh. I see. Merlin seems to like her, though."
[ ] "Aren't you guys poltergeists? Weren't you human at one point?"
>she's not irresponsible Didn't she try to teach us how to fly by dropping us?
[x] "Aren't you guys poltergeists? Weren't you human at one point?" Changing the subject seems like the best idea here. Cirno's a ⑨, they know it, we know it, we love her anyway. What else is there to say?
"... Cirno is a good friend. She may be rash, but she's not irresponsible." You reply, a bit put off. You didn't know they would think so little of Cirno. She's probably been the best friend you've had so far, and maybe it is a little truth stretching to say she's responsible, but... She really has always tried to think about you, even if it wasn't the best. She did try to "Rescue" you from Keine. She helped with rescuing Keine herself thereafter. Now that you think back on it, you wouldn't have been able to do any of this without the help of your dutiful, cheerful little ice fairy. She kind of deserves this play time.
Mmh. Maybe it was bad to think about Keine again. Now you can't help but feel worried.
"I guess. I'm sorry." Lyrica shrugs, although she doesn't look apologetic as she quickly changing the topic. "How'd you meet her?"
[ ] "Uh. I just met her. In the forest. You know?"
[ ] "I think you should apologize to Cirno.
[ ] "... Hell, she's smarter than me..."
[ ] "I met her in the forest of magic. Chance coincidence."
We'd probably have found out by now if we had not decided that going off with Cirno was of greater importance.
If we're lucky, perhaps Mokou will find her, tell her about us going off with Cirno again, and she'll try to find us before we wind up doing something stupid and getting ourselves killed. That is, of course, assuming she doesn't simply give up on us as a lost cause after seeing the sort of trouble we can land ourselves in with the nineball while she was actually WITH us. Even Keine's seemingly boundless altruism has got to have its limits, and as the task of keeping us alive and unharmed is pretty much a full-time job with the way we act, I can easily see us pushing past that limit.
In any case, we can worry about that if we ever make it back to the village in one piece. A task that might be a little easier since there's nothing quite on Flandre's level in the "batshit insane and able to atomize you in an instant" department roaming the wilderness. So long as we steer clear of certain territories (such as a certain flower field) we should be relatively safe. "Relatively" being the operative word, of course.
>>Off somewhere else when we could have used a hand. Black darkness traitor motherfucker.
Hey now, we shouldn't judge too harshly without hearing her side of the story. Unless, of course, her side of the story entails her running off and into the arms of some guy while we were busy cleaning up the aftermath of our murdering her best friend and tending to her while she regenerated. Then feel free to judge to your heart's content.
>Unless, of course, her side of the story entails her running off and into the arms of some guy while we were busy cleaning up the aftermath of our murdering her best friend and tending to her while she regenerated.
>>66635 >Even Keine's seemingly boundless altruism has got to have its limits, and as the task of keeping us alive and unharmed is pretty much a full-time job with the way we act, I can easily see us pushing past that limit.
Whoa whoa whoa, wasn't Keine the one who suggested taking the "shortcut" through a field of man-eating plants?
>>Whoa whoa whoa, wasn't Keine the one who suggested taking the "shortcut" through a field of man-eating plants?
Keep in mind, this was after we had mentioned talking about the outside world when we got back to her place, and her love of history pretty much overrode all of her other thought processes.
Plus, while the shortcut through the area of killer plants was Keine's idea, it was only after WE set the damn things off with our yelling like an idiot that we came under attack. Had we kept our damn fool mouth shut, we might have been able to get through without incident.
>>66619 I have no idea what the hell Keine could be doing. From reading the archives it seems she just ran and abandoned us right when Mokou got pissed at us. Gee, great time to leave when we're about to potentially get killed. This is what led to the knife incident.
>>66648 I admit, yelling AWESOME with Cirno wasn't the best of ideas in the forest. But bringing a clueless outsider into such a place wasn't such a great idea either.
>>I admit, yelling AWESOME with Cirno wasn't the best of ideas in the forest. But bringing a clueless outsider into such a place wasn't such a great idea either.
True, but again, her ability to reason had clearly been clouded at the prospect of learning something new about the outside. Had she been in her right mind, she would no doubt have been far more wary about taking us through such a place, especially since she had seen first-hand how our idiocy had nearly killed us when Cirno gave us that little flying lesson, to say nothing about the complete and utter lack of anything resembling a survival instinct or sense of self-preservation we displayed by taking even a single step into the SDM alone, to say nothing about running through random doors and becoming Fladre's new toy.
>Gensokyo Man!!L3MGOyMGOz 08/11/06 (Thu) 19:08 No. 66600 > Just warning you in advance, my internets will go out at 10:15. If I don't get my post in prior, I WILL BE ON TOMORROW MORNING. I HAVE 7 MINUTES.
"I met her in the forest of magic. Chance coincidence." You respond. The two Prismrivers look mildly interested, Lyrica nodding somewhat sympathetically.
"Forest of magic, hmm? Ah, too many troublesome Youkai and bothers there. It's why we like to practice above the clouds instead." Lyrica grins. "After all, if we always let them hear out preformances, it could get boring, and a good musician never wants that! We only let them hear the best. At least, I do." There is a tiny smirk. Despite being the elder sister, Lunasa once again doesn't reply to the slight, but to you.
"It's fairly dangerous there. What were you doing there?"
"I... Um..." You try very hard to remember. You remember being there, sure... It's fairly vivid, having only happened five short days ago. But, how did you get there? Suddenly, your stomach starts to roil. The more you think about it, the more sick you feel. Something is very wrong about this, and without thinking you reply if only to get your mind off of it. "I got lost,"
[ ] "And, what do you mean, above the clouds?"
[ ] "... But, what do you mean, -you- do? Don't you think your sisters put as much effort as you?" Stand up for Lunasa.
[ ] "I, uh, so where do Cirno and Merlin go to play?"
[X] "I, uh, so where do Cirno and Merlin go to play?"
That reaction to the question of how we got here reminds me of that little epiphany we almost had due to the lack of blood and oxygen to our brain. I can't help but wonder if there's a way for us to figure out the how and why of our being in Gensokyo without having to have a near-death experience. Though, ingesting lots of pills or attempting some self-strangulation could always be a back-up option.
"I, uh, so where do Cirno and Merlin go to play?" You go on, feeling rather queasy even as you sputter out the words. Neither of the poltergeists seem to notice your reaction. Or rather, your stomach's reaction as it still seems to do a few somersaults.
"Hmm? Usually, out to the Misty Lake. The fairy seems fond of the place. Most of the chill around it comes from the long association of the fairy with it, actually." Comes Lunasa's helpful reply. "Merlin enjoys the company of fairies, although I find them a bit too loud for my tastes. But they can be a bit adorable in their eager mischief, can't they?" A small smile comes to her face. Lyrica shrugs.
"Ehh. Well, she's mostly right. That, and the fairy uses Merlin as a distraction, usually." Lyrica actually sounds a bit disapproving herself. "It can get her into trouble after a while. Although it creates quite a ruckus." Oddly enough, she seems pleased by the last statement as though it offsets the trouble caused.
"Quite a bit of noise, indeed." Lunasa's smile continues.
[ ] "Think I could go see them?"
[ ] "I guess I should have figured you liked noisy environments, even if this old house is a bit dour."
[ ] "Hey, do you think you two could play? Just a duet?"
[ ] "Do you know much of the people who live across the lake? That is, in the mansion?"
[ ] "You mentioned playing above the clouds. It sounds wonderful."
>>66759 I don't see why not. Sure, there was all that business of our feebly attempting to threaten her with a rock, and her making us practically piss ourselves by threatening us with her bow and arrow in return, but surely that's all water under the bridge by now.
Or, if you would rather try a more hostile method, we could just tag along with Mokou the next time she decides to go on the attack. Give us a lighter or a box of matches, and we could even help out by setting a few diversionary fires. It would be a nice little bonding exercise that would affirm our mutual friendship after that nasty business of her trying to kill us and us actually killing her, and a good time could be had by all. All, of course, except for those that would die in the flames, of course. Can't have an omelet without cracking a few eggs, after all.
Hell, EGGS. We could egg Eientei, if arson isn't your cup of tea! Maybe see if Kourindou has any rolls of toilet paper we could use to TP their bamboo trees.
"Speaking of noise," You can't help but inquire. "Do you think you two could play? Just a duet?"
Lyrica smiles over at Lunasa. "What do you think, sister?"
"I believe we could accommodate that." The two sisters float up, and their instruments follow suit. There is a moment of silence, before, without warning, the strings and keys move of their own accord, producing a lovely melody. Both of them seem to instinctual knowledge of exactly what their playing in a wonderous duet. Although the music isn't of a horribly serious tone, you can't help but feel somewhat moved and depressed, although you're quite sure that's Lunasa's ability at work. Their eyes are wide open, but they seem to be concentrating intently; evidently, playing even without touching the keys requires mental effort. Minutes pass by without you even noticing; It's very soft music, and pleasant to listen to. The instruments appear to be in peak condition, although given their supernatural nature, you doubt it's possible for them to deteriorate short of the deaths of the owners. It's very relaxing, and by the time they've finished, you've lost track of time, and they look particularly pleased.
"Did you like it?" Lyrica asks playfully, now floating right in front of your face. Surprised, you can't help but jolt back a bit.
For some reason, I can't help but think that "you all must sound wonderful together" could easily be misinterpreted as something along the lines of "...because you sure as hell don't apart." A sort of "He said, she heard" sort of thing.
>>66858 Remember, one of this Anon's few saving graces (aside from his uncanny egg cooking skills) is his surprising knack for diplomacy. It's pretty much why we managed to survive our 24 hours with walking Instant BAD END that is Flandre. Well, along with a willingness to throw away any semblance of pride or dignity, and more than a little luck, of course.
In any case, telling your hosts that you did not like their music, particularly after you yourself asked them to play, would most certainly not go over well with them. As we have no idea how quickly or easily they could kill us, and seeing how easily one of them was irritated by something as innocent as a cowbell joke, doing anything that would piss them off would not be advisable. Hence, the lack of any blatantly negative response. We might not have much of a survival instinct, but what little we have has to work at least some of the time.
>>66869 While that can certainly be a factor, metagame knowledge really doesn't help much if the possessor of it doesn't have much in the way of common sense, particularly when in regards to doing things like diving into lakes without testing the water first, attempting to threaten an armed Lunarian doctor with a ROCK, or yelling like an idiot when going through an area filled with man-eating plants.
But then again, those actions are sort of what makes this Anon who he is. For better or worse.
>>66875 I don't think there was really a situation to defuse. We were a weak little human that clearly posed absolutely no threat to her, and she in turn got some sense of amusement at watching us alternate between practically pissing ourselves in fear and making feeble attempts to look more threatening than we were, kind of like a little fluffy kitten that tries to hiss and make itself look bigger when all it manages to really accomplish is look more adorable.
"Yeah, I liked it!" You reply, and Lyrica grins still floating over the table looking quite relaxed, and you're sure Lunasa is smiling as well as she gently sits back into the seat next to you. "I can't wait to hear all three of you play together, must be heavenly."
"Mmh, well, I know the next time we'll be preforming is at a party..." Lyrica starts, but then stops. "But it's invite only." She shrugs, still smiling, when Lunasa looks over at her in a concerned and puzzled fashion, but is summarily ignored by Lyrica.
Suddenly, you hear a loud creaking noise and a burst of noise in the form of cheerful, chattering girls that you turn your head to without thinking. Cirno and Merlin, not caring about how boisterously loud they are waltz happily into the room.
"You know! I think he was really too, too serious anyways! He was so focused on something in his store all the time!" Merlin waves her hands as though discussing a lost cause of a sort. "The look on his face though!"
"Yeah, yeah! I -knew- you like that!" Cirno giggles quite contentedly. "Human! I'm back!" And with that, you panic and almost flail your arms as Cirno flies right into you, knocking Lyrica out of the way with a startled "Hey!" and tipping the chair almost dangerously off balance with the force behind what was likely just a well intentioned hug.
[ ] "Uh, hey, Welcome back!"
[ ] Oof. "Please don't break me Cirno."
[ ] "H-Hey. What did you do while you were away?"
[ ] Wave weakly at Merlin.
[ ] "S-sorry, Lyrica, she's like that." Try to make sure there was no offense intended.
>>What a coincidence. I have this faintest memory that we're supposed to catering a party of some sort or other.
Yes, but considering we were given that particular job just yesterday, and were explicitly told someone would come and get us when it was time, I wouldn't worry about it too much.
Just try not to have any unfinished business that you should have completed before that time comes. Something like finding a way to repay a certain someone for attempting to teach us magic and giving us something that could save our life, for instance. Or something to better prepare yourself for the second coming of Hurricane Flan.
"Aha." You reach out, ruffling Cirno's hair as she tightens her grip around you quite contentedly, even if she is as cold as usual and you feel like shivering, It's nice to have Cirno around again. She looks right at you with large blue eyes. "Heeey, Human!" She says quite sweetly.
"Yes?" You respond, looking at her with a smile?
When you are distracted.
A chunk of ice goes down your shirt. You make noises that sound somewhat like "AUGHFNBBLLL" and "HRGHL", squriming desperately to get the ice off your back as Cirno and Merlin cackle. Lyrica sniggers. Triumphantly, you fish it out...
>>67395 Now, now, y'see, what you got here is, is the ice fairy over here (circle)... and you over here (circle)... And you got the three poltergeists over here... (three Xs) And what you gotta do is, you see, is go over here (line)... and drop the ice (scribble)... down one'a the poltergeist girls' backs (arrow)...
Warning. Just posting this one right now, will do more tomorrow morning.
You let out a small chuckle to echo the other laughs resounding quite loudly in the mansion. "You're one cold lady, Cirno."
"I agree. What a frigid disposition to take with a friend." Lunasa quips from the seat next to you on your right, being in position to watch you take advantage of being behind the youngest floating poltergeist sister and passing on the fun and joy of a cold shock down the back of her dress and blouse, drawing a surprised yell as she drops onto the table in surprise and tries to fish it out herself.
"I think that wasn't very ice either." Merlin smiles happily, floating right behind Cirno on your left, who apparently you lost, but grins anyway, likely more amused by the chain than the (even obvious)puns. She moves over to you, whispering over to you, even though her breath on your ear makes it feel rather chilly and numbish.
>>73872 Well, there was the whole part of the site being down yesterday when I came on.
"Yeah. I think I am." You nod to Cirno, who cheers in a seeming burst of chill air, and proceeds to zoom past you and the Prismrivers to the door to wait for you expectantly. Merlin, her trumpet playing a few idle notes and without bothering to say anything, floats on out to the upstairs.
"It was nice to meet you." Lunasa quietly rises from her seat to midair. You yourself scoot back and stand which elicits a rather loud creak from the old, ornate wooden chair, the noise being unsurprising when you consider the inhabitants usual activity of defying gravity.
"You're welcome back! That is, if you don't ask for an autograph... And as long as you don't let in any nosy tengu." Lyrica grins, extending a hand to you. You take it, and she shakes it... And holds on, pulling you over to the door through the air. She leans in, to whisper one last thing before Cirno excitedly takes your other arm before you can react; "Oh, by the way~ You'll make me something special at the party for this, won't you?"
With that, Cirno grabs your other hand as Lyrica waves a goodbye, grinning as you are hastily sped out into the late afternoon spring sky.
"So! Did you like it? I know I had fun while you were there! People really don't know how to take a joke sometimes though, you know? Right, right?"
[ ] "Did you tell them we were coming before hand?"
[ ] "What did you tell the Prismrivers before we arrived?"