Yumetou

Fumo Racing from what I have seen is more or less a meme Mario Kart game, but actually good. It would be easy to slap a couple favorite figmas into carts, but they have a variety of vehicles to ride, each with their own unique playstyle. Different acceleration, turning, airtime. And its made by a dude or two in his free time. I would like to see more powerups, but so far its progressing well, and I think they will add them in eventually. Honestly, its nice to see a Mario Kart competitor on the indie side. Back in the 90s there were all kinds of racing games, now Mario Kart's only competition is Gran Turismo. Indie Studios probably make racing games, somewhere. But I've never seen them. The game's focus on airtime and jumps give it a unique gimmick as well. Which help it stand out in gameplay and design.

What is Koakuma's favorite book? What would her favorite video game be if she were a gamer? Why? ...And is Patchy's dumptruck as big as the rumors say? O-of course personality and interests all matter far more than cynical things like bumper size. I'm only asking for a friend.

"Oh nooo, a giant waffle fell on top of me, the hungry ghost? What ever will I do, haha. I hope there aren't more of them about to fall on me, that would be awfulll."

If you encounter a hostile Youkai in your travels, do not run except as a last resort. They are faster than you and know the terrain of Gensokyo. A better option is to make yourself seem more intimidating. Open your coat, shout loudly, throw rocks, seem like a threat. Gensokyo isn't just a dangerous place for Outsiders, but other Youkai as well. If you seem like too much trouble for a meal, even a maneater will ignore you in search of an easier meal. =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= “Huh?” The surprised sound from Cirno likely wasn’t what Kimiko expected. The wild Youkai stood on the fringe of the forest, her clothes ruffled by the wind like a spectre. But her attempts at intimidation were lost on the confused ice fairy. Gears slowly turned in her mind, before settling on the most logical conclusion. “Wait a second. Why does a princess like you want with a man? You dating or something?” The question was so odd the others turned to look at her. Even Rumia’s sobs died as she peered from behind Oscar’s shoulder. In the shadows of the woods, the expression of the Yamahime shifted. Her composed and noble expression warping into one of cruel savagery. “Does a human romance a bowl of ramen, you insolent little--” “Hey, ramen sounds really good right now. Can we get some after we’re done here Mystia?” The last of Kimiko’s noble expression faded as her hands clenched together. She took no notice as her nails punctured her pretty wrist. Blood dripping from her hands, long black teeth exposed as her red lips parted. “How dare you ignore a princess of the wilds, fairy! Surrender the human, and I will let you live!” “Human?” Mystia’s light brown eyes rose. Ignoring Cirno’s excited invention of a shaved-ice-and-fried-tangerine ramen bowl. “I don’t see any human. Do you?” The night sparrow hummed. Her voice more like song than a spoken word. Even as Kimiko glared at her with hatred, she could feel darkness creeping into her vision. The bright meadow dimmed, each figure vanishing one by one as Mystia sang. “Curse you fairies and petty youkai! I will take what is rightfully mine, and no cheap tricks will--” The only warning Kimiko had was the low sound of ice forming, beneath her threats. Before a block of ice slammed into her distinguished and frightening face. Cheers erupted from the group of girls. Between gritted teeth, Kimiko rose, and began to stumble back into the forest. Her hand brushing over the trunk of a Japanese witch hazel, before she vanished. “Yeah, that’s right! Run from the might of Team 9!” The sounds of mockery and celebration echoed off of the trees around them. Oscar himself, unsure what had just happened or why, rolled over on to his back. Letting Rumia climb out from under him. As he turned, he could see four faces staring down at him. Hopefully, they weren’t as hungry as the last person he met... =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= = "Uhh...Hi there. Is this girl a friend of yours?" = The green one in the blue dress seems to be their leader. Maybe a magic trick will endear them to you? = Team 9 decides to hear all about what happens on the move. Muenzuka is dangerous, we can be friends over ramen back in the village. = While Daiyousei takes care of Rumia, the group decides to stop for lunch. There isn't much for Oscar, but he's welcome to join! = Being scared by a wild monster really builds up an appetite. Rumia hungey. = Our hero faints from the shock and exertion, leaving his fate in the hands of Team 9.

You could also look into printing stickers out. :) I'm not sure how one would do that, but from what I've heard its fairly cheap. Just imagine going to class in ten year's time, and you feel something on the underside of your desk. You look down and see this cute little thing smiling back at you.

My favorite basement gremlin looks adorable, and so cool! Thank you for sharing this!

I tried to keep the question asexual, since I doubt it would realistically matter. :) Beyond some youkai being monosexual. Of course, it wouldn't be the first time a youkai's default race was gender-flipped in Touhou.

Wholesome succubus, will you be my valentine?

Going to add these and others to an album when less busy. But thought you'd all enjoy them. Have not hit my gf with the froggy line. May buy her a teddy for her collection and flowers instead.

(Depicted: The Moriya Shrine's finest lore masters debate the true questions of our age) I have a habit of asking joking, incendiary questions on the Moriya Shrine Discord. They're meant to be funny questions, without any kind of ill will. I thought I would bring that back to the forums themselves, as a game. I, or anyone else, will post a question, with a set of options with reactions beside it. Choose the one which most represents your opinion. You can voice your thoughts in more depth if you would like, or include a Bad Opinion poll of your own! Feel free to join in the fun. I'll post a new poll the week after, and you can voice your Bad Opinion once again. To begin with, a callback to a topic by Sir I soon after I joined. Which is the Worst Character in 2hu? = Strongest Fairy = Reisen, but in a Hat = Patchouli's Nameless Slave = Rule 34 Fox = Goddess of Con Artists = Two-Panel Green Maid = Red Sanae

Just gonna hit her with this line: She does not play 2hu.

As a man who turned a 90s chain letter into a Fumo copypasta, this is art.

If you have to run from a Youkai, remember to mind your surroundings. Youkai are usually faster, and can often fly. Every Youkai however has a weakness. Some are afraid of certain plants, others animals, or metal. Knowing the Youkai of Gensokyo, is the key to your survival in the wilderness. =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= “Rumia! Rumiiiaaa!” The distant sound of a voice cut through Oscar’s theatrical display. One which he was both glad and resentful for. Showmanship was all about presentation, and if he had any chance of cowing this Kimiko, he needed every ounce of it he could. But the distraction had its own benefits. He could prepare his next move... The imperious beauty’s fair visage a sharp contrast to the wild plants she wore. Her neck cracked as it twisted towards the voice, in a way more akin to an owl than a human. A second voice joined the first. Then a third, and a fourth. Whoever it was, they had not come alone looking for Rumia. The girl still dangled in the horror’s grip. Streams of blood staining her blond hair. A miserable sniff escaped her as she silently sobbed. Oscar’s eyes flitted to the Yamahime. Those alabaster nostrils with their impeccable form sniffed, as though to smell fresh prey. This was it. Now or never. There was no grand plan. Oscar merely listened to his heart. The instant Kimiko was distracted from her meals, he bolted forward. Ignoring the roots around his feet as his fine dress shoes bit into the forest floor. Gathering all the strength in his body, he could only prepare his finest spell as the wild princess turned back to him in shock, before his fist collided with her face. It was hard to tell if it actually hurt her. Her face whipped backwards in shock, seemingly unharmed. Still, it had the desired effect. Those horrendous fingers loosened, releasing her captive. Moments before Oscar Digg’s arms grabbed Rumia, and pulled her tightly against his chest. Then, he ran. A roar of pure rage echoed from between the trees behind him, convincing him he had probably made the worst mistake of his life. With a strangled sob, Rumia pressed her tear-stained face against the front of Oscar’s jacket. Branches scratched at his face and clawed for his hat, but there was no time. Even now, he could hear a sound he had never heard before. It sounded as though the very trees were pursuing him. Oscar had the courage to turn his face only once to see what was behind him. The long, slender form of their captor moved among the trees like a phantom. Arms, fair and feminine but far too long, extended towards them. The pale face in the dark letting out a roar of pure rage. Under the amber eyes that glittered in the dark, her mouth hung open. A ring of white teeth surrounded it, promising both of them a painful and bloody death… =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= “Rumia! Rumiiiaaa!” Daiyousei clasped her hands together as she called her friend’s name. Nearby, Wriggle Nightbug peered into the treeline that bordered Muenzuka. A hollow trunk lay against a skeleton as Cirno called inside. Mystia Lorelei ran a hand against her hat as she hovered nearby. “Are you sure she went this way, Dai-Chan? I know Rumia loves meat, but would she really come all this way for food?” The green-haired fairy took a slow breath. Her self-doubt settling in again There was no real way to say for sure if Rumia had come all the way out here. But with the rest of her friends keeping Rumia from hunting animals or humans near the Village, she would have to go somewhere to find food. And she did have experience with the area… “I don--” “DAI-CHAN!” The strained cry was enough to call the four together. Though none of them had ever heard her in a tone like that before, each of them recognized the voice in an instant. The foliage on the edge of the bath burst open, a figure in black racing towards them, cradling the crying form of their friend. A moment later, a figure as silent as smoke stepped from the edge of the forest. Regarding the group passively as Oscar stumbled towards them. Rumia slipped from his grasp. The girl saying nothing as she wrapped her arms around Daiyousei. Cirno, always impetuous, moved between the group and the monster. Kimiko only gazed at her serenely. “You have something which belongs to me, little fairy. I want him back, now.” Gasping and afraid, Oscar could say nothing. Only pray these strangers were kinder than Rumia had been... =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= = "Kimiko," Daiyousei says, holding back an uncharacteristic surge of anger. "What are these marks on Rumia's head?" = "Wait a second," Cirno says, hovering at the front. "Why does a princess like you want with a man like that? You dating or something?" = "Hmm?" Wriggle murmurs, the sound of buzzing rising around them. "Something that belongs to you? Like fifty pounds of wasps?" = "Human?" Mystia hums, Kimiko's vision growing dim. "I don't see any human. Do you?" = Rush the monster! The Lake Fairy Crew will be avenged! = The cries of unwitting fairies and youkai draw the attention of the Yamahime's sisters... = Oh crap is the creepy forest lady play dead!

More Touhou. More borgar.

I spend a lot of my time at work thinking about Touhou, as well as other things I am into. But its not always about Touhou itself. Sometimes I challenge myself by coming up with a fun game idea, and Touhou's just the setting for the idea, or I think about animating and use Touhou as my example since it has a lot of models. I also think about Oscar's adventure, as well as some other potential ideas sometimes, which is set in Touhou but half the characters are original. I also see it a lot when it comes to comedy clips on break and on Discord. Ironically I talk about Touhou more on non-Touhou groups I'm part of than Moriya Shrine. So I'd say about 10% of my waking day.

My favorite 2hu...she's so beautiful. (9)

Out in the wilderness, it is important to remember the laws of nature. Humans are omnivores, we can survive on a variety of foodstuffs. Roots, berries, vegetation, meat. While most animals, including Youkai, have a very specific diet. Remember that as you travel down the Road of Reconsideration, but it’s equally important to remember for every monster which wants to make you its prey, there is always a bigger monster out there they fear… =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= In a moment, Oscar felt a wave of fear wash over him. It made no sense, logically. He had just lost track of the time from behind the branch he was using. Evening had seeped in, and he had been spotted by a local child, who just wanted to help. But as simple and rational as this explanation was, his brain only screamed back in alarm. How had night crept in so quickly? Why did she call him ‘Mister Man’? And why, in a road strewn with bodies, did she seem so calm? The young lady must have sensed his apprehension. Her arms splayed to either side in a gesture he didn’t recognize. Eyes closing as she gave him a charming smile. In any other circumstance, he would have found it entirely innocuous. But there was something about it… “Were you playing Hide and Seek? I’m good at both! But I hate having to chase people. It makes me so tired, and hungry.” The blond face beamed up at him. The faint light in that space glimmering off a set of serrated teeth. That face moved closer towards him. Was it only his imagination, or was she somehow growing taller? The arms that had been to either side rose, as though to embrace him. “You look scared! Would you like a hug?” Something in those words stirred in his spirit the desperate urge to survive. Even as those white teeth began to open, Oscar pulled his hands back into his sleeve. The familiar pull cord was there, just where it always was when he cast his final spells of the night. With no other option, he pulled at both desperately, screaming his incantation. “ALAKAZAM!” In that space where darkness reigned, there was a sudden surge of light as the flares ignited. With a hiss, they lanced upward, illuminating the look of horror in the strange girl as she hovered before him. The sparks seared at her face like burning claws, before a scream of pain rocked the grove. Oscar had never been a particularly athletic man. He had performed well in Track, but sports didn't suit his disposition. But in that moment, he ran with the speed and skill of an Olympic runner. The echoes of that scream beside him urging him onward. The black of a starless night evaporated around him, leaving the afternoon sky, the green of the trees and the red of those damned spider-lilies. The sudden shift stung at his eyes, and made telling his surroundings difficult, but he ran as hard as he could. Old trees decked with moss zipped by as he fled into the forest, before he eased behind the back of a trunk, well within the treeline. The wind wasn't blowing, but the leaves rustled nearby, bringing with them a strange sense of comfort. He caught his breath, before he peered around the edge of the bark. Over the blood red blossoms of the field, the figure of the girl hovered in place. Pitiable wails of pain escaping her, hands covering her eyes. Her face was singed with soot and marred by minor burns, making it hard to tell if he had actually hurt her. Tears born from pain dripped down her chin. Her face reared upwards as her hands fell away, exposing her painfully bloodshot and swollen eyes. Pockmarks and burns around her face showing where the sparks had seared into her burned skin. As if the very light itself scarred her. "I might not see you, tasty Mister Man, but I'm going to catch you! Ready or not~" The mix of sing-song in her tone and malice in her voice sent a fresh shudder through him. Her nose extended as she sniffed the air, Her small body carried over the long weeds, following the wind effortlessly as she drifted towards him. Oscar raised a hand to his mouth, the better to muffle his breaths as he watched her levitate towards him. Her body eased to the left, almost languidly...Before she slammed into a tree. The cry of pain was almost as loud as when his flares had gone off. The monstrous girl eased on to her back, a small hand rising to rub at her scalp. One bleary eye opening to stare at the trunk in front of her. Even so close, it was hard to tell if she could see it. Her hand rubbed at her head, before a knowing smile crossed her face. "Ohhh, you ran into the forest, Mister Meaty Man? You know I love games..." Branches creaked nearby, as the nightmare that followed Oscar creeped among the trees. The magician eased back among the roots of the trees. Shrinking against the roots and loam. If he had to, he had another round of flares. But with her face already burned, he wasn't sure how much it would help. The trunk he leaned against thudded loudly. Nails biting into the bark on the other side as he shrank down. Oscar's breath stopped in his throat as he listened attentively and eyes flicked from side to side. The head of the girl eased around the trunk, though her head was turned towards the forest. She sniffed again, a drop of mucus splashing among the leaves. Her ears primed and listening. The young lady threw herself forward, gliding beneath the canopy slowly as she passed. But his attention was not on her passage. A faint breeze blew, but not enough to match the rustle of leaves nearby. Around the trunk of a neighboring tree, a pair of sickly pale fingers slipped around its hiding place. The feminine digits pressing against the bark. Oh God, there was another one, wasn't there? Unable to do more than stare, he watched as an identical set of fingers on a lithe hand extended. Holding what looked like a small dried bone. In an instant, the long fingers shattered the bone in her grip. The head of the young woman turned. Those red eyes unusually sinister beneath the dark canopy. All Oscar could do was lean back against the trunk as she hovered towards him, only just passing by as she sniffed again. Her arms extended again to either side as she rounded the other trunk with a delighted smile. As she rounded the trunk, a figure eased away from the trunk. A length of dark hair flecked with twigs and leaves over a deathly pale body. "Found you, Mister Ma--AUGH!" With the lunge of a master predator, the shape which appeared behind the girl lunged a fair and ladylike hand towards her. Thin and wiry fingers gripped the young woman from behind. Ignoring her own hands as they grasped for her wrist. His pursuer's gaze, once so sinister, now gazed upwards in frightened concern. One that did not fade as she let out a sigh of relief. "O-oh, hello Kimiko! You surprised me!" The figure in the dark's eyes drifted towards Oscar knowingly. A glimmer of sinister amber reflecting from her gaze, before she stepped among the trees. The light here was stronger, letting him get a better view of the figure as she approached. Her body was thin, almost gaunt, though the ease with which she held the strange girl in the air showed that was no sign of her weakness. Her face was...beautiful. A glance at it was enough to bring back memories of fairy tale princesses. But there was something amiss in her face. While composed, there was a feral quality to her appearance. Her body was dressed in a robe, made of bay tree and laurel leaves. The gentle sway highlighted the gold in the laurel, dazzling the eyes. Camellia flowers spread throughout the ensemble. The thread which bound this ensemble together might have come from a kimono, once. But no trace of civilized dignity remained save her poise. Even her hair, drawn in the Hime style, was pocked with vegetation. She gazed down at the girl in hand coldly. "Mymy, it has been so long since little Rumia thought to grace Muenzuka. Did you forget this was not your domain, little one? You may have once ruled these lands as its liege, but that time has long past." "I dunno what you're talking about, Kimiko, I just--" "Princess Yamahime Kimiko. 'My Lady' will do just as well." Despite her burns, a look of irritation crossed Rumia's face. For a moment, Oscar had to ponder if this was just because she was being talked down to. Still, from her place in Kimiko's grip, there wasn't much Rumia could do, except struggle at the hand that held her in place. "Okay, 'My Lady', I was hungry, and Dai-chan won't let me steal livestock from the Human Village anymore. I remembered there were Outsiders who appeared around here, and thought we could share a snack! Just you and me." She was lying. A lifetime of entertaining children could tell Oscar as much without more than a glance. Even if the playful flutter of Rumia's eyelashes did their best to sell the deception. Kimiko seemed just as unconvinced. One of her skeletal hands rose, resting on her breast as she feigned a gasp of surprise. "For me, little Rumia? Oh, what kindness, to share half a human stolen from my sisters and I. And so excited were you to meet the princess of the pines, you forgot to ask for her royal permission to hunt in her demesne. Is that right?" "Y-yeah..." Rumia's voice was low as she spoke. Her eyes were beginning to tear again. Whether from the flares or Kimiko's grip, it was hard to tell. Her expression looked more than a little nervous at the figure overhead. "I umm, I'm just so hungry. I haven't eaten in--" "Days? Weeks? Months? Outsiders are not so common as they used to be here, and my sisters and I can hardly leave Muenzuka, like you can. Little thieves like you only make our hungry bellies all the more hollow." An insidious light leapt in her eyes as Kimiko leaned in. Her thin, regal smile looking entirely out of place for their surroundings. "Perhaps it is time to supplement my diet with pests like you." "Wha..." The disbelief in Rumia's voice was palpable, even as it died on her lips. Even Oscar was half-sure Kimiko was joking. But if Rumia shared that hope, it died as she took in the other figure's expression. "That's forbidden Kimiko! Youkai don't eat other Youkai!" "And is it not forbidden to eat humans as well? Or has little Rumia forgotten the rules? Yukari is so protective of her pet humans, I am certain a little snot-nosed churl vanishing wouldn't concern her. Don't worry. Run as he will, his time will come soon. For now, I will crack your skull open like an overripe watermelon and drink the innards.” “Ow-ow! You’re hurting me!” “That’s the point, little morsel. Don’t tell me none of your meals ever squirmed or begged for their lives. You’re a monster just like me. You just hide what you are behind a cute venire. One even you almost believe.” The menacing smile on the taller woman had grown to inhuman proportions now. Her fingers, with an effort which was surely superhuman, pressed down on Rumia's head. Her own hands grappled ineffectually at Kimiko's grip. Hoping to peel back even one digit. Wild eyes flailed for anything that could help her, before they fell on the human's hiding place. With desperate hope in her eye, one of her hands pointed towards him, a note of triumph in her voice. “He…He’ll tell! He will—” It was hard to believe such a wailing laugh could emerge from such a dainty form. The shrill cry cut through the quiet woodland air like silver needles. Kimiko's laughter echoed off the distant hills, until it seemed like the trees themselves were mocking the child in her hand. From behind his hiding place, Oscar forced his hands against his ears, praying the sound would finally die. “Tell whom, child? The lazy Shrine Maiden? The repressed Witch? The icy Maid who doesn't even know your name? Your little fairy friends, so they can join you in my stomach?” “Y-Yukari! He’ll tell Yakumo Yuk—“ A fresh ripple of laughter escaped the wild maiden. Rippling between the trees like a foul echo of her first laugh. “The Shrine Maiden’s keeper?! And what will she do, little Youkai? Send her lapdogs to scour the forest for one more maneater? They could search for a hundred years and never find me. Or perhaps she will banish me back to the Outside World? Oh, what a punishment that would be, to gorge myself on man flesh until my belly bursts.” Rumia was small, even if she could not have been light. But Kimiko showed no sign of strain as she lifted the girl to eye level. Her sinister green gaze leering into the blinded, crying girl's face. Lips slowly warping into a horrific grin. “Face it, child. I will eat you first, and then your newfound friend. And the only ones who will ever know what became of you are the worms who will eat the remains.” A trickle of blood ran down from beneath the wild princess's fingers. Tinting pink the tears and snot which ran freely from Rumia's face. Her broken expression reflected in the emerald eyes of Oscar. In that moment, he knew he had to do something. Anything. Anything at all. Rumia may have tried to eat him herself, but he wasn't going to let that thing hurt her a moment more. The red eyes of Rumia closed over her shuddering face. Even as the jaws of the towering gaunt figure spread wide. Foul breath smelling of frogs and vermin washing over the child's face. Kimiko's tongue extended, a long thin thing like a worm, which lapped at the trickle of blood. The touch made Rumia flinch, but her expression was calm. A voice, strangely calm, slipping from her lips. "Miko...I hope I will see you again..." "That's enough." The echoing cry cut through the afternoon air with a boom. One eye of the maiden in her hand eased open, nervously turning towards him. Surprise slowly spreading on her face. Kimiko on the other hand turned. A pleased smile warping her face. "Ahh, the entree has come to save the main course. I should thank you for sparing me the trouble of hunting you down. For now, be patient and silent, human. Your turn will come in due time." Her fingers flicked towards him, as though to dismiss an unruly child. So imperious was the gesture, that Oscar had to resist the urge to slink back into the shadows. But the pleading eyes of Rumia pushed him on. He couldn't let this happen. "I am Oscar Diggs, the great and powerful..." =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= = "...And you will learn to fear me, my Lady." Oscar scoffs. Perhaps if the great mage threatens and cajoles her, she will let them go. = "...And I have come to bargain for my apprentice." The magician proclaims, praying his Economics class comes in handy. = "...And I am going to make a Youkai disappear." He proclaims, grasping for the smoke pellets in your back pockets. = "...And I will destroy you for your arrogance." The unfortunate human proclaims, wadding flash paper in his pocket and preparing to light it.... = "Rumia!" "Rumia!" A set of voices rise from the road nearby. Kimiko is distracted; grab Rumia and run. = The Princess of the Woods has had enough, and decided to make Oscar the appetizer. = "...And I think we are all too upset. Why don't we have some tea?" Maybe sitting down and enjoying a snack will calm both of them...

Fumos are beings of pure benevolence and light, divine envoys of Heaven. Even the bootlegs act as messengers on our earthly plane. You have nothing to fear from them. Unless you try to seggs one. Then they punch you in the genitals. Observe.

The Forums and Discord are two different things to me. I enjoy forums for serious talk and cozy vibes. I enjoy Discord to shit-post and drop pictures of Satori smoking in chat to annoy whiny lolicons. Its a good time if you don't take it seriously, but very different to what I enjoy about the forums, and if you know me on both, you might not recognize me. That said, Discord is also good for game groups. My attempts at a Touhou game on the forums fell flat, but maybe I'll have an easier time there. Discord is also great for getting embroiled in stupid drama which makes everyone look bad. So there's that too.

Seggs?