Scarlet Devil Mansion
Koakuma nodded, understanding that this was one of many attempts to replace Meiling. So far, every member of the Scarlet Devil Mansion family had come up with some kind of solution, be it a scarecrow, intelligent guard, or dog, but all found some way to backfire. Meiling wasn't a bad guard, she was just... unmotivated. Like a boulder on a hill, once the guard got going, nothing could stop her. The little devil hissed in pain when she overextended her right arm and strained her wound. She clasped the gauze and exhaled before shaking her head.
"Fireworks, mistress?" Koakuma asked.
A Fantastical Touhou RP- IC
01/22/2014, 02:58 AM #262
Wriggle's House
"Alright. I'll see you at the festival in Human Village."
Mystia waved back at Wriggle as she took the food cart and left to her house with a renewed determination. At the second floor, Wriggle introduced Mystia to an outside world video game called Leaguue of Legend, to which Mystia found a liking to. The assortment of characters, ranging from a charming nine-tailed fox to an armored shadow ninja, piqued Mystia's interest. And in order to play the game, she needs a computer... Which means she need money...
"I hope this is a right idea..." Mystia groaned as she began thinking about what menu items to serve the now-customers.
"Alright. I'll see you at the festival in Human Village."
Mystia waved back at Wriggle as she took the food cart and left to her house with a renewed determination. At the second floor, Wriggle introduced Mystia to an outside world video game called Leaguue of Legend, to which Mystia found a liking to. The assortment of characters, ranging from a charming nine-tailed fox to an armored shadow ninja, piqued Mystia's interest. And in order to play the game, she needs a computer... Which means she need money...
"I hope this is a right idea..." Mystia groaned as she began thinking about what menu items to serve the now-customers.
01/28/2014, 02:40 AM #263
Myouren Temple
Figuring all was done for the day, Byakuren turned to re-enter her temple when her head jerked up. Of course! Seeing the drunken ship captain had brought out the motherly instinct in the monk, but it had almost made her forget something important. Back in the human village was a package for the temple and the good captain, one that was supposed to be picked up. Byakuren had tried to make it so that the package would be delivered, but none of the humans had the strength to carry it. Perplexed, yet defeated, Byakuren decided she would have to go there at some point and lug home a hefty gift of sorts.
Remembering this out of the blue and mentally berating herself for forgetting, Byakuren reached for her sandals and trudged down the steps of the temple with a spring in her step. While perturbed at her own forgetfulness, Byakuren soon became enamored with ideas as to what the package could contain. It wasn't often that the temple received such generous donations, and even less common were gifts for the temple's 'staff' to use. If it was a sizable amount of money, Byakuren wouldn't hesitate to put it into the offering box and use it for goodwill, but if it was a gift meant for her and the others... Well, she would get to that impasse when she got to it.
Starting out on the path back to the human village, Byakuren Hijiri smiled and took one last look at her temple before picking up her pace.
Scarlet Devil Mansion - Voile Library
While Koakuma and the rest of the inhabitants were ignorant of Patchouli Knowledge save for the knowledge that she was sleeping at the moment, the renowned bookworm was doing so much more than sleeping. Had the little devil been there to tend to her mistress, she would have blushed deep red to know what the purple mage was whispering in her sleep. Uninhibited conscious thoughts drifted through Patchouli's mind, no mental gate to stop something from being voiced. She ran through complex algorithms, proposed interesting plans, and even recounted an entire short story as she snored. But, the most perplexing thing were the numerous Freudian slips that fell from her lips.
She cursed a dragon, a thief, and a miko before her muffled tone softened to an amorous one, and a goofy smile graced her lips as she whispered inane things about her servant and a select few others...
Figuring all was done for the day, Byakuren turned to re-enter her temple when her head jerked up. Of course! Seeing the drunken ship captain had brought out the motherly instinct in the monk, but it had almost made her forget something important. Back in the human village was a package for the temple and the good captain, one that was supposed to be picked up. Byakuren had tried to make it so that the package would be delivered, but none of the humans had the strength to carry it. Perplexed, yet defeated, Byakuren decided she would have to go there at some point and lug home a hefty gift of sorts.
Remembering this out of the blue and mentally berating herself for forgetting, Byakuren reached for her sandals and trudged down the steps of the temple with a spring in her step. While perturbed at her own forgetfulness, Byakuren soon became enamored with ideas as to what the package could contain. It wasn't often that the temple received such generous donations, and even less common were gifts for the temple's 'staff' to use. If it was a sizable amount of money, Byakuren wouldn't hesitate to put it into the offering box and use it for goodwill, but if it was a gift meant for her and the others... Well, she would get to that impasse when she got to it.
Starting out on the path back to the human village, Byakuren Hijiri smiled and took one last look at her temple before picking up her pace.
Scarlet Devil Mansion - Voile Library
While Koakuma and the rest of the inhabitants were ignorant of Patchouli Knowledge save for the knowledge that she was sleeping at the moment, the renowned bookworm was doing so much more than sleeping. Had the little devil been there to tend to her mistress, she would have blushed deep red to know what the purple mage was whispering in her sleep. Uninhibited conscious thoughts drifted through Patchouli's mind, no mental gate to stop something from being voiced. She ran through complex algorithms, proposed interesting plans, and even recounted an entire short story as she snored. But, the most perplexing thing were the numerous Freudian slips that fell from her lips.
She cursed a dragon, a thief, and a miko before her muffled tone softened to an amorous one, and a goofy smile graced her lips as she whispered inane things about her servant and a select few others...
