I woke up in a bit of a daze today. Radbot was clanging pots and pans together while the smoke alarm went off. I went out to see what he was doing, leaving a small pixellated rainbow trail behind as I walked. He was making breakfast, pixels with A-grade voxel coffee. He had burnt the coffee and flat-out could not understand how to make pixels, so he was simply doing random actions hoping that at least one turned it into the familiar plus-shaped sweets. I left him to his resources and left for work at Voxhall Bridge. Of course, I missed my turn and continued running. Eventually some blond girl in these frilly dress clothes grabbed me by the leg.
I finally looked around, I wasn't in my homeworld anymore. Everything was green and blue and the buildings were tiny.
"And what excuse does such a being having in this Eastern Wonderland~?" the girl said, baring her teeth in the most terrifying smile I have ever seen. She was so creepy, and made of too many pixels to be of this dimension.
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"Oh, I'm miss Yakumo, and you're tresspassing. Fortunately for you, you look like some sort of youkai. I think I'm just going to plop you in the forest and let the youkai rip you apart instead~"
And then some funny-clothed girl with a bunch of familiars orbiting her came up to Yakumo, grabbed me by the leg, and dragged me to some sort of tiny shack with a big slot-box in the middle.
"I don't know who-or what- the hell you are, but you look fun. You work for me now, and if you even TRY to fight me I'll turn you into a fucking bonfire."
The people here are very mean.
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"Well," said the brown-haired girl, "You're going to help me the next time a bunch of other youkai annoy me enough."
And since then, I've had to carry her to places where she flies off and injures things. Yesterday, though, she handed me a big glowing box with a bunch of symbols on a plank next to it.
"Make yourself useful, Vid, write some stories I can sell to that crow by Tengu Mountain."
And now, for as long as the girl tells me to, I must make words on this glowy box and post them here so that some news company can buy them.