The Bridge People No Longer Cross
"Sure, we still have quite a lot of time since Utsuho should be working like crazy to see why the temperature is going down" Yuugi said as they walked towards the bridge
Looking around the bridge, the oni wondered about why the blazing fires zone wasn´t working at its best capacity as usual "It strange to have something wrong in that place, both Utsuho and Satori are really strict with their jobs" she explained to the kappa as they reached the bridge
A Fantastical Touhou RP- IC
11/18/2013, 11:08 PM #112
Hell Of Blazing Fires
Utsuho emerged from the magma again, sucking in air as she tried to catch her breath. Utsuho still had yet to find "The Third Leg", her control rod. Without it, Utsuho knew that her job would become next to impossible. Without the Third Leg, she would not be able to closely regulate her powers. If she couldn't regulate her powers over fusion and fission, then there was a chance that she would create an unstable star and cause a colossal explosion that could wipe out the entirety of the underground. There was a very slim chance that she would be able to do her job without the control rod, but even Utsuho would not risk it. At this point in time, Utsuho came to the conclusion that she was little more than a walking nuke without her Third Leg.
After managing to catch her breath, Utsuho walked out from the magma and sat next to her clothes, trying to think up of a better plan than just dipping below the molten rock and blindly feeling around the bottom. After about a minute, Utsuho came up with a plan, but quickly dismissed it. It would have taken forever for her to scoop out all the magma anyway, and she didn't even have a place to put it. She could try to create miniature stars and blow them up underneath the magma, but that would possibly fling her Third Leg deeper into the orange molten rock. Not only that, it also had a chance of destroying the underground.
It was truly frustrating to Utsuho. She had never lost it before when flying at high speeds. All she was doing was having a little fun while doing her job, spinning in the air as she maintained the Hell of Blazing Fires' temperature. If she had just held on to her Third Leg as she performed that high-speed spin in the air, then it wouldn't have dislodged itself from her arm and fallen into the magma.
After mulling around various ideas, consequences, and the accident, she stood back up and walked back into the magma. So far, blindly feeling around at the bottom of the magma lake had been ineffective, but it was the best plan Utsuho could come up with. As Utsuho became shoulder-deep in searing hot magma, she took another deep breath and disappeared under the red-orange lake of liquid rock.
Utsuho emerged from the magma again, sucking in air as she tried to catch her breath. Utsuho still had yet to find "The Third Leg", her control rod. Without it, Utsuho knew that her job would become next to impossible. Without the Third Leg, she would not be able to closely regulate her powers. If she couldn't regulate her powers over fusion and fission, then there was a chance that she would create an unstable star and cause a colossal explosion that could wipe out the entirety of the underground. There was a very slim chance that she would be able to do her job without the control rod, but even Utsuho would not risk it. At this point in time, Utsuho came to the conclusion that she was little more than a walking nuke without her Third Leg.
After managing to catch her breath, Utsuho walked out from the magma and sat next to her clothes, trying to think up of a better plan than just dipping below the molten rock and blindly feeling around the bottom. After about a minute, Utsuho came up with a plan, but quickly dismissed it. It would have taken forever for her to scoop out all the magma anyway, and she didn't even have a place to put it. She could try to create miniature stars and blow them up underneath the magma, but that would possibly fling her Third Leg deeper into the orange molten rock. Not only that, it also had a chance of destroying the underground.
It was truly frustrating to Utsuho. She had never lost it before when flying at high speeds. All she was doing was having a little fun while doing her job, spinning in the air as she maintained the Hell of Blazing Fires' temperature. If she had just held on to her Third Leg as she performed that high-speed spin in the air, then it wouldn't have dislodged itself from her arm and fallen into the magma.
After mulling around various ideas, consequences, and the accident, she stood back up and walked back into the magma. So far, blindly feeling around at the bottom of the magma lake had been ineffective, but it was the best plan Utsuho could come up with. As Utsuho became shoulder-deep in searing hot magma, she took another deep breath and disappeared under the red-orange lake of liquid rock.
Originally posted by S121
Every time I see a new post on the Forum, I feel like a little kid during Christmas, all giddy.
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11/18/2013, 11:44 PM #113
Hell of Blazing Fires
"Hey, Okuu! You drop something?" came a voice from the surface.
The Bridge People no Longer Cross
Koishi was beginning to grow bored of these two, and started to float off. As she did, she began to become visible.
Voile Library, SDM
Remilia made a smirk. "No promises." She then flew off and out of the library at a casual speed.
Bamboo Forest of the Lost
Nue made a toothy smile, showing off her row of very sharp teeth. "Like stupidly asking a starving man if he wanted a free banquet."
Nue scooped up the soup with a spoon and mucnhed on the meat, licking her lips in the process.
"Hey, Okuu! You drop something?" came a voice from the surface.
The Bridge People no Longer Cross
Koishi was beginning to grow bored of these two, and started to float off. As she did, she began to become visible.
Voile Library, SDM
Remilia made a smirk. "No promises." She then flew off and out of the library at a casual speed.
Bamboo Forest of the Lost
Nue made a toothy smile, showing off her row of very sharp teeth. "Like stupidly asking a starving man if he wanted a free banquet."
Nue scooped up the soup with a spoon and mucnhed on the meat, licking her lips in the process.
Sometimes when you're driving down a road, a bug hits your windshield. It's ugly and unpleasant, but you just activate the wipers / cleaning fluid and it's gone in a few seconds. It's just part of driving down the road. You don't dwell on it, because that'd be silly. Bugs aren't worth the time.
You just discard their guts and keep on driving.
11/18/2013, 11:53 PM #114
Hell of Blazing Fires
As Utsuho emerged from the molten lake of magma to take a breath of air, she heard a voice near where she left her clothes.
"Hey, Okuu! You drop something?"
"No, no I didn't! I didn't lose anything!", Utsuho said in a slightly panicked tone as she looked to the source of the voice, hoping that the person wasn't going to catch on to her situation.
As Utsuho emerged from the molten lake of magma to take a breath of air, she heard a voice near where she left her clothes.
"Hey, Okuu! You drop something?"
"No, no I didn't! I didn't lose anything!", Utsuho said in a slightly panicked tone as she looked to the source of the voice, hoping that the person wasn't going to catch on to her situation.
Originally posted by S121
Every time I see a new post on the Forum, I feel like a little kid during Christmas, all giddy.
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11/19/2013, 01:11 AM #115
Hell of Blazing Fires
As Okuu looked over, she saw Orin, wheelbarrow in one hand, while under her other arm was the Third Leg.
"You big fat lier." Orin said, making a smirk.
As Okuu looked over, she saw Orin, wheelbarrow in one hand, while under her other arm was the Third Leg.
"You big fat lier." Orin said, making a smirk.
Sometimes when you're driving down a road, a bug hits your windshield. It's ugly and unpleasant, but you just activate the wipers / cleaning fluid and it's gone in a few seconds. It's just part of driving down the road. You don't dwell on it, because that'd be silly. Bugs aren't worth the time.
You just discard their guts and keep on driving.
11/19/2013, 01:25 AM #116
Bamboo Forest of the Lost
"I hope you enjoy it." Mystia said as she drifted into her own thoughts again. If I serve humans same food as I serve Youkais, would I really be happy? There is definitely something empty in my life, but is Wriggle's solution really that: a solution?
"I hope you enjoy it." Mystia said as she drifted into her own thoughts again. If I serve humans same food as I serve Youkais, would I really be happy? There is definitely something empty in my life, but is Wriggle's solution really that: a solution?
11/19/2013, 01:26 AM #117
Hell of Blazing Fires
Utsuho looked at the arm cannon under Orin's arm and blushed. She was embarrassed not only because she lost her Third Leg, one of the most important tools in Gensokyo, but also because she was caught in a lie, especially since the one that caught her was her best friend. Despite her feelings of embarrassment, Utsuho was relieved that Orin had found her Third Leg.
"H-how did you get it out of the magma?", Utsuho asked Orin as she began to leave the molten lake of magma.
Last edited by S121; 11/19/2013, 01:31 AM. Utsuho looked at the arm cannon under Orin's arm and blushed. She was embarrassed not only because she lost her Third Leg, one of the most important tools in Gensokyo, but also because she was caught in a lie, especially since the one that caught her was her best friend. Despite her feelings of embarrassment, Utsuho was relieved that Orin had found her Third Leg.
"H-how did you get it out of the magma?", Utsuho asked Orin as she began to leave the molten lake of magma.
Originally posted by S121
Every time I see a new post on the Forum, I feel like a little kid during Christmas, all giddy.
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11/19/2013, 01:52 AM #118
Bamboo Forest of the Lost
Nue swallowed another chunk of meat, an noticed Mystia's looking of drifting.
"You look like you're in deep thought. Care to share?" Nue asked.
Hell of Blazing Fires
"It wasn't in the magma, it was on the edge." Orin said. "You know, you could have asked for help. Ain't the most difficult thing to do, even for you, all mighty and powerful." Orin joked.
Nue swallowed another chunk of meat, an noticed Mystia's looking of drifting.
"You look like you're in deep thought. Care to share?" Nue asked.
Hell of Blazing Fires
"It wasn't in the magma, it was on the edge." Orin said. "You know, you could have asked for help. Ain't the most difficult thing to do, even for you, all mighty and powerful." Orin joked.
Sometimes when you're driving down a road, a bug hits your windshield. It's ugly and unpleasant, but you just activate the wipers / cleaning fluid and it's gone in a few seconds. It's just part of driving down the road. You don't dwell on it, because that'd be silly. Bugs aren't worth the time.
You just discard their guts and keep on driving.
11/19/2013, 02:02 AM #120
Voile Library - Scarlet Devil Mansion
Patchouli sat back down at her desk and reached for her cup of tea. It was still warm, so she took a few sips from the porcelain entity and shuddered as she felt it wash into her system. For a magician, there was no need to eat or drink to survive or keep up strength. However, Patchouli knew that eating and drinking provided multiple health benefits such as an increase in proteins, vitamins, antibodies, alertness, and so on and so forth. She enjoyed drinking tea because it was such a simple pastime, and because it held sentimental value to her. Tea reminded her of her past life and what good memories she had.
But that was in the past now. There was no better time than the present, Patchouli realized, for in the present lies the canvas for creativity, knowledge, and life. The mage set down her tea and returned her grimoire to her drawer before leaning back to gaze into her domain. Speaking with Remilia was a welcome treat, even if she was off with the Bombinomicon. It wasn't often that Patchouli had a welcome visitor to her library, and even rarer was a worthy conversation. There was so much that she had learned from such little time spent with the vampire that Patchouli was eager for another visitor.
Her thoughts drifted to what Remilia had said before about Koakuma. Patchouli's brow furrowed as she focused on those thoughts. It didn't seem like Remilia to call Koakuma adorable, but then again, it seemed like her exactly. There was no doubt about it that Remilia was trying to elicit a response from the mage over her familiar, but by calling her adorable? Koakuma was a little devil. A servant. Calling her adorable... It seemed like something one would call a small child... Or a lover.
Patchouli shook her head and sighed.
"Curse you, Remilia. Only you would wrap me up in thought and leave without helping me sort them," she grumbled. She decided to put the Koakuma thoughts at the back of her mind for the time being. "Now... What book to give to Flandre..."
Patchouli sat back down at her desk and reached for her cup of tea. It was still warm, so she took a few sips from the porcelain entity and shuddered as she felt it wash into her system. For a magician, there was no need to eat or drink to survive or keep up strength. However, Patchouli knew that eating and drinking provided multiple health benefits such as an increase in proteins, vitamins, antibodies, alertness, and so on and so forth. She enjoyed drinking tea because it was such a simple pastime, and because it held sentimental value to her. Tea reminded her of her past life and what good memories she had.
But that was in the past now. There was no better time than the present, Patchouli realized, for in the present lies the canvas for creativity, knowledge, and life. The mage set down her tea and returned her grimoire to her drawer before leaning back to gaze into her domain. Speaking with Remilia was a welcome treat, even if she was off with the Bombinomicon. It wasn't often that Patchouli had a welcome visitor to her library, and even rarer was a worthy conversation. There was so much that she had learned from such little time spent with the vampire that Patchouli was eager for another visitor.
Her thoughts drifted to what Remilia had said before about Koakuma. Patchouli's brow furrowed as she focused on those thoughts. It didn't seem like Remilia to call Koakuma adorable, but then again, it seemed like her exactly. There was no doubt about it that Remilia was trying to elicit a response from the mage over her familiar, but by calling her adorable? Koakuma was a little devil. A servant. Calling her adorable... It seemed like something one would call a small child... Or a lover.
Patchouli shook her head and sighed.
"Curse you, Remilia. Only you would wrap me up in thought and leave without helping me sort them," she grumbled. She decided to put the Koakuma thoughts at the back of her mind for the time being. "Now... What book to give to Flandre..."
