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A few odd drawings I made last night

Ah, I always love it when I get the notification about a new GSG post. It's a great refreshing feeling! And it seems like I'm not the newest one here anymore. Welcome to the GSGOoCaOT, @No Account Name Idea! It actually kinda looks like we both stumbled upon this series at roughly the same time. Don't worry about not having much to say! Everyone here has been extremely friendly and welcoming so far, so I think I can speak for everyone here when I say we're just glad to have another voice in the chat : ) Now as for you @Yumetou, I hope you're keeping well (I didn't realize you could @ people here, I'll try not to abuse that). Congrats on a year! You keep apologizing for the delays, but I'd just like to point out that in a little over a year of posting, you've written a total of 42 entries for the GSG. In other words, you have managed to make a weekly post ~75% - 80% of the time. For something you're making as a passion project, for free, to a group of strangers on a small corner of the internet, I'd wager that's pretty good! And on the topic of your posting... My brother in Christ, you have written *checks notes* 130 PAGES worth of fanfiction already, at least according to the google doc I'm using to keep track of it all. I admit I'm very new to fanfiction and so I might just be missing some context, but this is already a small novel on its own. If it isn't a real fanfiction, I don't know what is! As for my last post... I WAS RIGHT! I WAS RIGHT ABOUT IT BEING RUMIA!! YOU ALL DOUBTED ME, BUT I WAS RIGHT!!! MUAHAHAHA!!!! ...ahem, uh, anyways... I realize I did a poor job explaining my reasoning as to why it was Rumia. So, here are my reasons: Firstly, Young Reimu seems to be canon in this version of Gensokyo. Young Reimu is nothing if not a story about Rumia's inner-struggle with her nature as a man-eater We can tell it's canon because: There are a couple of times when Rumia calls out wistfully to 'Miko', which is what Reimu's mom was referred to as in the show. I'm pretty sure the black scars from the latest dream sequence were a reference to the darkness from the series end & reireimu IIRC somewhere in this thread Yumetou mentioned that readers would probably come into the story with certain expectations of how Rumia should be characterized because of Young Reimu, and so they might conform to that image. I don't remember exactly though. I haven't slept in 30 hours. After Oscar rescued her, Rumia would get upset each time Oscar showed her compassion. I think this is because she felt horrible guilt after being forced to confront the humanity of the person she was about to kill All of these point to a subtle sub-plot in which Rumia loathes her nature as a man eater and so loathes herself. To be upfront, this is my first time interacting with a forum outside of reddit or steam as well as my first time really engaging with a fanfiction, so I'm unfamiliar with the etiquette. I was worried that - in the case that you guys came to the same conclusions as me - I might have come off as condescending if I tried to argue my case much. Sorry about that . If I do make any kind of faux-pas please let me know, I won't take offence! And yeah, I admit that me thinking "Witches Strings" was Alice was just me going full tin-foil hat mode and reading too deep into things : ) Now as for you @Motaromc, my fellow zoomer... Yeah... sorry about that. I did see this when you initially posted it and was going to reply but ya know one thing lead to another and, well... I forgor Thank you for the compliment! But I'm no professional. Reading stories and dissecting them is a longstanding hobby of mine, and this one just happens to be particularly fun to tear apart. And by the way, the memes you make really liven up the thread! It's not the same, but seeing the effort you put into them inspired me to go into Hero Forge and try to make what I imagine Oscar, Agappa, & Houdini look like, which I attached below. I don't know why, but I've always imagined Agappa with this sort jaundiced, invader Zim colored skin. Ah, just as I'm wrapping this whole thing up Kymoh posts! Thank you Kymoh! The only reason I felt comfortable posting was because you guys were all very welcoming, so thank you for that :D But if me dissecting the story changes how you interact with it, I'm not doing them anymore D:< I'm kidding, but please don't let my little hobby take away from your ability to enjoy and engage with this series. I may have written a bit of purple prose above, and yet I also chose the danmaku option because it seemed like the funniest I think that's enough of my rambling. Hope you all have a good day!

XD What an evil laugh, you're making me giggle out of fear! Aside from that, you make a lot of good points. Never even noticed Rumia saying 'Miko' til you mentioned it. You've been operating for 30 sleepless hours and still manage to be the smartest one here... speaking of which, I'm a bit curious why you're up for so long? Also... Osana Reimu... it was so sad... and yumetou's latest chapter did too well of a job capturing those emotions again ;-; hehe, I remember scrolling down, seeing your name in the 'Recently Browsing' section, and thinking "someone's going to get cut off mid-typing, and it ain't gonna be me ." BTW I love the 3D design! Although Agappa with such a manly face looks so hilarious haha

the drawing at the top of the first page was based off a 12 sided dice. I never thought of this but considering the fact that I base a lot of these weird creature drawings off random objects that makes sense

Woohoo! It's so fun seeing a new chapter and everyone gathers back to this familiar old thread to discuss it . I thought I was a bit late to comment on the previous chapter, so I was holding off on talking here until the next post. Well, turns out that took much longer than I hoped :P . And speaking of writing this fanfic for a year, apparently there's a whopping 112 replies (113 including this one) on this thread?! Since when?!? I agree, I haven't really talked to Soshmal directly yet but oh-my-god he put in a ton of effort into his analysis. And best of all he was correct about it! So if you're reading this Sosh, you are awesome :) I think you're doing great work inspiring everyone to read closely and use our imaginations. No username idea? Okay then nanashi (no name), good to see you're enjoying the story so far! I remember being in the same situation as you, reading a few days straight to catch up to everyone. So no worries about having nothing to say. But if you ever have any cool ideas to share, we'll always be here :D As for the new chapter, I've been wondering who Ichibanki is. Never heard of him/her, is that one of Sekibanki's heads or something? I don't have much time right now so I might come back to this later and make a more educated guess. It's also nice that this week's options don't seem too consequential- after seeing Soshmal's previous post I was kinda worried I'd have to use my brain for the next vote XD. So yeah, I assume it doesn't matter too much what Sekibanki/Koggers do next so I chose danmaku, it sounds the coolest.

feels like objects that somehow became alive and grew organic parts, or perhaps they're living things imitating objects, i'm not really sure but thats just my interpretation and i like it

The first one looks like some enemies you'd fight in a JRPG or some really obscure indie game, in other words, I like it.

Hi, I just joined a few days ago. I've known Touhou way before I created this account so, don't expect me to not get short Shkiieiki Yamaxanadu jokes

I JUST GOT 1K FAITH?????? WHAT?????

My new headcanon: Instead of fighting with danmaku, all 2hus do a dance battle with their own theme song

Rokurokubi 'Pulley Neck' One of the more common Youkai to emerge from humans, Rokurokubi are universally drawn from human women, usually those from red light districts. They are said to be transformed due to some cosmic misdeed, though the nature of this misdeed can range from blasphemy against the Kami to simple infidelity. This misdeed need not be performed by the victim of it either. Often Rokurokubis inherit this punishment from their husbands or fathers, who go unpunished for their actions. Possessing unnaturally long and extendable necks, Rokurokubi conceal their abilities by day. By night, their use their elongated necks move their heads around as their bodies sleep. Their snake-like neck they usually use to drink oil from hanging lanterns. Though they may also hunt small animals, frighten unfortunate victims, or restrain people. Though frightening, Rokurokubi are seldom harmful to humans. Often preferring to live among humans, and usually unaware of their condition. There are a series of similar beings widely fitting in the same class. While the youkai Nukekubi and devil Dullahan are similar in some respects, it is best not to confuse them. Dullahans and Nukekubi are both significantly more dangerous than a Rokurokubi, and seldom take kindly to being compared to the more benign Rokurokubi. =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= It burned her hand. Searing against her fingers even as they ran against the texture. Scars, black as midnight, forming over her fingertips. A little hiss escaped between clenched teeth as the fabric ran against her small digits. Until all sensation in her hand ceased. And she had no choice but to let go. She raised her hands. Ignoring the sound of the stream passing beneath her as she held up her dull hands. Scars, black as pitch, greeted her gaze, covering each of her hands. But despite the memory of the pain, Rumia only felt sad she could not feel it against her fingers again. Close her eyes, and think of how things used to be… The hands lowered. The odd sound of birdsong surrounding her as she sat in the shadow of a boulder. A familiar shield against the sun...It may have burned her much as the ribbon did. But the sun’s light only brought pain. The ribbon’s touch, the fabric, it brought back...happier, memories. If only they had stayed forgotten…Humans had been easy enough to ignore. Even with her abiding hunger, there were plenty of other tasty things to eat, when the gnawing got too bad. Sometimes, she could almost convince herself there were no humans in Gensokyo. That she had no idea what they tasted like. That she had never been friends with one. Until... Her eyes turned down to the creek that ran over her bare feet, forming a pool. A miserable face gazed back at her, its cheeks stained with dried tears. But she could see something in its eyes. The same feeling that gnawed at her gut. Hunger…and something else. Kimiko was right. Her fingers could scarcely move properly. She had no idea it was a stone in her grip until she had thrown it into the water with all her might. The furious splash startled fish and bird alike as she huddled against her knees. Purposefully avoiding the water’s surface now. “Miko...would my friends hate me, if they knew what I did?” The murmur of the creek was her only reply. “I’m sorry…” =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= The basket jostled. Rousing the sleeping rabbit from his dream with bleary winks. Light stole around the woven basketting, illuminating the head opposite to him, sleeping as well. He could hear voices outside, and with his strength returning, he nuzzled at the edge of the basket. His rescuer was standing in the shadow of an imposing looking building. A Buddhist temple, he was sure. The redheaded girl peering around tombstones, until she closed her eyes and let out a breath. “You can come out Kogasa. You know you won’t get any Faith from scaring me anyway.” The rabbit’s worn eyes stared up, unable to perceive more than colors as a woman holding an umbrella stepped towards them, her face looking downcast as she approached. “Oh, its just you Sekibanki...I was hoping to scare someone today…” “Yeah, well. That’s life. C’mon. I bet Kagerou and Wakasagihime are waiting for us at the usual place.” The blur of blue and soft white slowly resolved itself as the figure approached, It was a young woman, dressed in a modest but distinctive blue dress. Holding a large umbrella, a comedically long tongue swirling behind it as she approached as though hiding itself from view. Hetero-chromatic eyes of blue and red giving Sekibanki a disappointed look, which she either ignored or failed to notice. The expression on her face vanished as she turned her eyes down to the basket. Only now noticing the fluffy white face which sat on the brim of the basket. “Who’s that?” “Huh? Oh, this is a new friend I made. I found him passed out in the square in front of the Heida Temple. If I hadn’t passed by, a dog or hawk probably would have gotten him. Doesn’t talk much, but he’s pleasant to be around.” “Hmm…” The blue-haired youkai considered him for a moment. Before with a sudden burst of energy, she rushed towards him. Mouth opening wide as her tongue rolled out, hands grasping towards him. “BLEEEGH! You look delicious!” Houdini’s only response was a wiggle of his nose. For a moment, Kogasa held the face, as though hoping the rabbit might change his mind and back away in terror. When he did not, she slumped forward. “Not even a little fear...I can’t even scare a rabbit.” “Yeah...that’s life.” Sekibanki didn’t feel her response was helpful. Especially after repeating it twice. But there wasn’t anything else she could think to say in that moment. The words hung in the air for a moment. Before she turned and stepped from the cemetery. The footfalls of the other hurrying to catch up. “I’ll tell you what Kogasa. When we get to the Lake, I’ll let you have first pick of the food.” “You know human food can’t sustain me though Seki-chan…” “Yep.” “...What did you pack this time?” “You’ll have to wait until we get there.” “Is anyone else going to be there?” “Just Ichi. She’s in the basket.” The talk of the two made the blood of the old hare stir, bringing him from a preemptive drowsiness. The lake? So far from the village! Oscar could be dead by the time he got back! Looking over the basket though, he could only see the food, packed in its fresh bamboo leaves, and the sleeping second head of the woman holding the basket… There was no time to lose. He had to save his best friend. Outside the basket, the two continued their conversation, rising along a path towards the northern gate. “So what have you been doing lately, Koggers?” “Why do you call me that?” “Its funny.” “Well, if you must know, I tried babysitting some of the children who go to the Myouren Temple.” “How did that go?” “Awful...They wouldn’t listen to me, they pulled at my umbrella, and then when I tried to scare them, they started calling me ‘umbrella ghoul’ and throwing water on me! So rude…” “I mean...you live in a graveyard. Kids are going to find that weird.” “Yeah but you would think I—” Their conversation was cut short, as the basket rocked in Sekibanki’s arm, before the head of Ichika rocketed out of the wicker basket like a cannonball. The sleepy rabbit following after. His body made youthful in his adrenaline, his paws landed on the head as it bounced down the slope. Half running, half-rolling underneath it as it went down the stone street. “I-Ichibanki!” Seki shouted after the head. Kogasa could only stare in stunned silence. Some voice in the back of her head wishing she could roll her head through the Village...maybe then the townsfolk would fear her. "S-someone should help her!" Kogasa managed. “Stop staring then, umbrella ghoul—let’s go!” The reply Kogasa had half-formed broke into a shout as Sekibanki pulled after her, the two youkai chasing after the rabbit and the head as they rolled into town… =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= How will the two Youkai try to catch Ichika and Houdini? = Sekibanki will extend her neck to try and grab Ichibanki. = Kogasa will shout for the townsfolk to help. = Use Kogasa's control over the weather to slow him with a strong wind. = Sekibanki fires a concentrated danmaku into the ground ahead to make a hole for Ichibanki to land in.