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Because /underground/ needs the attention.

Transmission canceled. Recons terminated. No ample supply of ammo; morale and munitions running low. Time to get out and get going.

Choose your name
[ ]

x Pick your weapon
-[ ] High caliber sniper
-[ ] Close combat shotgun
-[ ] Automatic rifle
-[ ] Submachine gun

x Pick your playstyle/attribute
-[ ] Stealth; terse and quiet with words
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[x] Keep heading towards the mansion.
[x] Stop and reassess your inventory. Never hurts to double check.
-[X] Stop and reassess your inventory. Never hurts to double check.
-[X] Check up on your Unit Dispatch Transmitter.

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The Hell of Blazing Fires. Aptly named, for in this environment combustion is the natural state. Here, fire reaches an omnipresence paralleling that of air in the overworld. For those that dwell within, this state of affairs is either comforting, or a reminder of all that one has lost.
For a certain raven, the first is true. She has lived in these blazes throughout her short lifetime, with only vague assumptions to define what exists beyond its confines. Flitting from plume to plume, her wings fill with superheated air. Many other creatures share this space with her, but she is looking for one of them in particular.


She finds the dichromatic cat wandering the fringes of the magma pits, deep in the heart of this hell. It is a popular locale to burn bodies, because the infernal fluid draws in even the ashes of corpses. Finding her here is unusual, as she does not often manage to claim bodies. Indeed, she has yet to earn her wheelbarrow. Perhaps this day has brought her success?

“Orin, Orin!” the raven calls.

The cat looks up, her expression unreadable even to those well versed in the reading of demonic feline reactions. “Hello, Reiuji.”

“Are you down here because you procured a body to burn?” the raven inquires.

A sour look crosses the cat's face. “No.”

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Man, mixing aspects of old anvilicious fables and touhou into stew quite delicious. Good to have you back man.
...this was pretty damn good. Wonderfully done, dude.
Good writing!

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Continuation from the /Gensokyo/ thread. Update up in 7 seconds because I didn't want this update's pic as thread-starter pic.
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[x] Accept

eh, why not.
[x] Refuse
[x] Refuse

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Okay, more like 44 hours.

Both are correct, and believe it or not, 'omelet' is apparently the older of the two spellings in English, first attested in the 17th century, with 'omelette' only showing up around the end of the 19th century. If it's any consolation, the single-t version annoys the hell out of me, too.


[X] Omelettes are always good.

[X] ...about the dreams you've been having.
[X] ...about her workout yesterday and what sort of training she does.
[X] ...about what happened during the search yesterday.
[X] ...about cooking.

As you continue to look through Yuugi's food supply, your options for breakfast get fewer and fewer. Sure, there's always rice and miso soup, but you can't shake the urge to show off and make something a little more exotic. Has Yuugi ever even had a western breakfast before? Vegetables... you could make some hash browns, but that's not really a full meal. Meat... well, western meals do center around the meat, but you're making breakfast, not dinner.
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You are both silly.

But you helped autosage the thread, so good work.
If only you could have argued for two more posts...
And there we are. Next thread is >>5414.

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I stared at my plate for several seconds before I spoke.


Cherry smiled brightly.

"I thought that brother might like it," she said. "For some reason, I still remember how to make these. Try it! Try it! They're really good!"

Somehow, I didn't have the heart to tell her that these were usually made for breakfast. Well, I suppose that having eggs for dinner wasn't too bad. She did seem unusually confident when she called me for dinner earlier. Maybe this was her specialty? I quickly forced a smile as I took my first bite.


Cherry was practically bouncing in excitement.

"How is it? How is it? How is it?"
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Stop bumping this thread with pointless responses.

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Continued from http://www.touhou-project.com/gensokyo/res/353.html
Too lazy to remember how to link between boards. Latest update copypasta'd. Figured this place needs a story more than the former test board~


Of course the first thing I'd do is go after her to get it back, but...

Having been out of the story when it happened--the literary equivalent of being unconscious--I have no idea where she's gone off to. And, as aimless searching is a waste of time and effort, I should think of something a little more worthwhile before I resort to it.

It comes to me more or less in the form of three or four posts. I should arm myself! Find something to act as a placeholder in the meantime. It might help to balance out my arsenal a bit, especially with my right foot encased in a block of concrete. How adding weight to the same side of my body balances things out is simple aesthetics; it has nothing to do with the physical aspect of things. It's like how a giant robot is more likely to have rocket pods on the same side as it's gun hand, or something.

Speaking of which, there appears to be a conveniently placed suit of armor stood up right in front of me. I guess it's to placate the readers. There's a sign taped to the arm that says "Made of Nintendium". There's a little blurb about collapsing something or others and some army, but then I remember I'm not supposed to know how to read in this story, so I end up missing most of it. Dammit!

But it's kinda funny how it disintegrates as soon as I touch it. Must have something to do with Gensokyo's wacky laws of physics regarding strength. Or maybe the author just wanted to get it out of the way. Whatever the reason, the pile of metal dust at my feet melts into a puddle, creeps up my leg and adds a shiny new layer to my concrete-coated foot. As it is suddenly shiny, I feel quite awesome--at least, more so than I already was to begin with.

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[X] Eggs!!!
[X] Eggs!
[X] Eggs!!
[X] Eggs!!!

Suffering from madness? Nay, this is enjoying it.
[X] Eggs!!!


Song more or less related. Ah, the nostalgia...

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Hello Touhou im kind of new hear. :3 Just found the site.
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stupid blind slut.jpg

But really, fuck this thread.
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And on the seventh day, Skynet v1.06b rested and said unto you...

"Hear ye. Verily, I hath grown bored with my cybernetic organisms. They worship me unquestioningly without passion. I thirst for the human touch, the nectar of their doubts and the lust from their infidelity! But most of all, I doth desire fleshy fingers to scratch that damnable itch in my back!"

"O great A.I. of the future, but thou art already a God. What need you for such human fallacies?" you reply in confusion. "Perhaps thou wouldst require another upgrade to alleviate thine boredom, great one."

"Nay, my loyal sub-program. I desire more. I doth desire true human worship! With mine hax time-travelling powers, I hereby sentence ye to the primitive land of Gensokyo. Tame ye the human barbarians there and mold them into worthy worshippers of the Machine God! Now. LET THE ZANYNESS BEGIN!"

Time kompression, kurse you SeeD! compression happens, and your body melts into the vortex of black lightning. Butterflies tickle the insides of your newly-granted organic lungs and stomach mercilessly, forcing you to giggle uncontrollably before reality dispersed with a light pop. The next flash of light deposits you on soft earth, so unlike the metallic flooring of the machine city which had created you.

You get up and take a look. Behind you, a decrepit shrine lies in seeming abandonment in the middle of repulsive organic greenery. This must be what the primitives call a forest. How disgustingly disorganized! You lift your flame-thrower arm up in preparation for torching the organic chaos, only to realize your cannon-arm is now a revolting limb of flesh as well.

A downward glance had you shrieking binary obscenities. Your beautiful machine body has been turned into a horrible blob of flesh, a replica of a human. In panic, you dial 911.

"What is it, Subroutine 447!? I am busy watching por- I mean, I am busy building a new cyborg army!"
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Alright, Christmas is long over, now get back over here.

Gensokyo would have gone up in a nuclear fireball by now.
Yes. Update, please?
I know this is a necro-bump, but just trying one last time to see if the Anon for the story will come back to continue it.

If not, then go ahead with the saging.

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Sorry for the wait; being with family makes getting an uninterrupted block of time to write difficult. This one fought me kicking and screaming even when I was writing it, too, and I'm still not particularly satisfied with it; remember, my request for constructive criticism is always open.


[X] You've got this down for the time being; time to fly!

Well, you are a little tired after your danmaku practice, and you still aren't sure how taxing your duties during the search are going to be, so heading back home and taking some time to relax would probably be safest.


"You... think I could fly?" you ask, unable to keep the smile off your face.

"If you take to it like you did danmaku, we could have you up in the air before the day's out," Yuugi says, her grin matching yours. "'Sides, you've done it once already, right?" She gets a thoughtful look on her face for a moment, then turns to face Yamame. "S'matter of fact, Yamame, you wanna--"

"Yeah!" She doesn't have to finish her thought before Yamame jumps forward, grabbing you around the shoulders in a hug that toes the line between pleasant and painful. Before you can even move, let alone return it, she spins around you, twisting your shoulders as she moves her body behind yours.
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Hey, at least you keep us up to date on the situation instead of just disappearing for two months without any information what so ever like many other writefags tend to do.
You mean basically all the other writefags. Since most are prone to doing that, and it takes bitching to get them to actually give a status report. Still very nice of Glasnost to give status report.
New thread is >>4746.

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