(guess what time it is guys daz right it's time for ya boy MATT'S PERSPECTIVE in the HOUSE YO)
I sat in the kitchen, slowly but steadily bashing my head against the table in boredom.
Thud.
Youmu was seated at the table, eating some pancakes. "...You know, you wouldn't be cooped up in here if you were a better person."
...I look up at her dully, then bring my head back to the table.
Thud.
"...Have it your way, then." Youmu shrugs.
I look up at her. "I'm pretty sure I'd be here anyway."
Youmu pauses. "...You're probably right about that, but I think mistress'd find it in herself to let you roam a lot more if you were a little less… tactless, I suppose."
Girl, it takes tact to be as tactless as I am. Wait…
In any case, that statement did little to interest me.
Thud.
Youmu sighed. "...I'll be off tending the garden if you need me."
With that, Youmu was gone.
…
I looked up from the table. What could I do to entertain myself?...
Looking around, I noticed Gustavus Adolphus wasn't around anywhere nearby. Hmm.
…
I stand up. I suppose I should track him down before he gets out of hand. Besides, it gives me something to do.
The first place I should probably check is the front lawn. After all, if that thing got outside, who knows what the hell it would do.
Going through a couple sliding doors, I made my way to the front of the manor.
Cherry blossom trees stood tall outside, as they always did.
Looking around, I quickly saw a… fluffle stand.
"...You're kidding me."
A fluffle stood up on the stand, and tilted its head upward. "gusty adoofs!"
I walk up to it and scowl at it. "And just what do you think you're doing?"
Gustavus looks away as if thinking. "im…" It pauses, looking around as if it forgot what to say. "...calling home!" The fluffle cheerfully finished its sentence.
Calling home, huh? "...What exactly does that mean?"
To the right of the stand, there was an object I could only describe as a teleporter from Team Fortress 2.
I think I knew what was going on, and I didn't like it.
"...What's the big idea with the teleporter?" I accused the fluffle.
Gustavus tilted its head. "it is… matter displacement mechanism!"
I see.
"it allows me to bring back the fluff" Gustavus happily exclaims, gesturing to it with its fins.
The teleporter began spinning.
Truth be told, I was vaguely curious as to what would come out of it. In all actuality, it's probably just going to be more fluffles.
wooAsh!
It's a fluffle. It's curled up, with its limbs tucked under it.
Gustavus raises its fins, and opens its shell nose. "its fluff loaf!"
The fluff loaf proceeded to speak. "im freshly baked"
It then mobilized itself and somehow glided off the teleporter.
Gustavus leaped off the stand and lifted it. It then leaped back onto the stand.
"give it a hug, friend"
I grab the fluff loaf with one hand. "No." I proceed to chuck it into the bushes behind me.
Gustavus's shell nose opens again. "friend" It proceeds to look solemn. "how could you"
I glare at it. "It was fluffy."
Gustavus shakes its head. "im going to have to get the tubs now friend"
Anything but the tubby fluff. I'm petrified.
wooAsh!
From the teleporter emerged a towering metal construct. I blinked as I looked up, and saw that the thing was probably as tall as the nearby shrine itself.
Did they just put a support beam through the teleporter, or what…?
The tall construct began walking, as strange as it sounds. Its legs did not bend; rather, something at the top moved all four… limbs… of it independently. Each 'limb' of the creation was a towering column, with a framed piston in the center. Wires ran up the sides of each piston.
Gustavus raised its fins. "friend"
Whatever the hell Gustavus just brought upon this world, I don't think it was a friend.
It was all metal.
I took a few steps back from it. What the hell was this thing…?
Suddenly, the creation jerked straight up into the air. It did so obscenely abruptly, faster than anything obeying physics should.
I half braced myself for an impact. Normally, what goes up must come down, but at the speed that thing shot into the-
THWAA~SH!
What the fuck!?
The fluffle stand collapsed in on itself, and leaves began showering down from the cherry blossom trees. The entire shrine rocked from the impact, and the stone the large machine smashed into was annihilated.
I slid to the ground, the vibrations too intense for my shoes to even connect with the floor properly for awhile.
The teleporter exploded too, which was probably a blessing in disguise.
I had a feeling this was going to get very annoying, very quickly.
Quickly, I looked around for Gustavus Adolphus, only to find it apparently escaped in the past few moments. Damn.
...Eying the proximity of the towering abomination, I make my way around the perimeter of the shrine in order to keep away from it incase it does that last thing again. The last thing I needed was to live the rest of my life as a doormat.
I looked back at it once I was a safe distance away.
It jerked into the air again.
This time I took the initiative and just sat down ahead of time. I knew it was coming, anyway.
THWAA~SH!
I vibrated against the soil next to the shrine, and witnessed more destruction take place as a result of the thing's actions.
"W-what's going on!?"
Youmu skidded her way out the front door, and looked up at the towering metal construct.
The pistons in the legs of the machine started moving faster… and faster… and faster…
Quickly, the pistons were moving so fast that the force they slammed the ground below with started to make the machine sink deeper into the floor, pushing down the soil and stone beneath it. Shockwaves echoed out across the floor, sending parts of the shrine's front porch into the air, severing the wood from the soil.
Youmu leaps into the air, and swings her katana at it.
Cla~ng!
"Hmph…"
Youmu flies back onto the roof of the shrine.
"The things that cannot be cut by the Roukanken…"
She closed her eyes.
"...are next to none!"
Shi~ng!
…
Youmu was suddenly behind the machine, quite a distance away, too.
Craa~ck!
The machine fell apart, the four legs divided cleanly in two. Metal parts rained down from the divide.
The nearby terrain shook as the machine's top impacted with the floor.
Quickly, I ran up to inspect it. Perhaps there could be something salvageable from this thing's demise?
I run along the sides of the creation. I pass Youmu.
She turns to me, "Hey, wait…!" but I keep going past her to find the top of the machine.
As soon as I reach the top of it, I'm instantly disappointed by what I see.
"hi friend"
It was a fluffle, with its limbs all strapped on to the tops of the four metal limbs with large metal clamps.
I blink at it. "...At this point, I shouldn't be surprised."
Youmu catches up to me. "Where do you think you're… going…?"
She stops to look at the fluffle.
I turn to her. "...Do you have any words to describe the absurdity of this situation? Because I do not."
Youmu turns to me. "...You mean you didn't do this?"
Pfft. Sneakily knifing people, yes. Sending giant fuck-you machines to rain down hell upon people, not so much. "How exactly would I?"
She shrugs. "I-I don't know. It wouldn't exactly be outside the realm of possibility, you know?"
Sure.
I point at the fluffle. "You see this thing?"
She nods.
"I don't work with this thing." I proceed to move towards it, and punch it.
"oof" The fluffle was largely unaffected.
…
"...My point still stands." I turn to Youmu. "It would indeed be exactly outside the realm of possibility, as a matter of fact."
Youmu rolled her eyes. "Alright, alright… It wasn't you, then."
It seems by some miracle we have made that clear.
"...Who might it have been, then?" Youmu questions aloud.
I point to the fluffle.
"...Those things obviously don't have souls, so it couldn't have been them." Youmu retorted. "Hakurouken would have some effect on them if that was the case, but apparently they're neither living nor dead… and their normal demeanor apparently isn't a state of confusion."
You see, the fluffles do not live in a state of confusion, because they are the state of confusion.
She didn't need to know that, though.
"...Regardless, standing around and talking in front of that thing-"
Shi~ng!
The fluffle exploded into dust.
"...isn't going to do us much good." Youmu finished her sentence. "The most we can do now is report to Yuyuko-sama about our findings."
So we turn around…
…
...and we see about ten more of the towering constructs closing in on the shrine from all the sides that weren't where we were.
We see a few more appear, particles of teleportation still hanging on a few.
Gustavus didn't just make one teleporter.
He made way too fucking many teleporters.
Youmu's jaw dropped. "...Y-Yu...Yuyuko-sama!"
I turn to her. "Look, she's already dead. I don't think dying a little more is going to hurt her." The worst thing that could happen to her is the loss of the shrine, honestly.
"H-how can you say that!?" Youmu practically screams at me. "Y-Yuyuko-sama has given you all this… this h-hospitality, and you just…"
Youmu looks back and forth between me and the oncoming horde of machines.
I sigh. "...Look. I'm not dead yet."
Youmu glares at me. "What's that supposed to-"
"You're also not dead yet. Well, partially." Half dead, technically. Pedantics.
Youmu pauses to let me continue.
"...Your mistress, however, is and has been dead for quite some time now. I'm sure she'll be fine, especially if we manage to not die." I argue.
"B-but…"
No. "Just shut up and get us out of here!"
She pauses to harden her expression at me, but decides to follow my plan of action anyway. "...I-I can't believe I'm doing this to Yuyuko-sama… but… I'll be back. I owe that much to her."
Youmu starts moving towards the exit to Hakugyokurou, and I follow her.
...We hear violence behind us.
THWAA~-A~SH!...THWAA-THWAA-A~SH!
...Youmu and I were now on the world's biggest Slip'n'slide, essentially. The cherry blossoms were pretty much just dropping from the trees like rocks, now.
I slid by Youmu, who turned to me with an alarmed expression.
"W-w-e-e-e a-a-pp-e-e-a-a-r-" I quit trying to talk because it wasn't going well.
"A-a-a-a-a-h-h-h!" Youmu agrees.
We continue sliding down the stone pathway until we reach the stairway out of Hakugyokurou.
...Wait, if there was a stairway here the whole time, why didn't I just-
…
Ah, that's why.
I appear to be falling.
…
Youmu catches me moments later.
She looks back up at the gate to Hakugyokurou, then shakes her head.
"...I'm sorry, Yuyuko-sama…"
Knowing Yuyuko, she wouldn't know there was an assault going on until one of the fluffles outright said so.
...I look at Youmu. "...So, how long will it be until we reach something resembling land?"
Looking down, I do see land. It's just very far down.
Very far down.
"...It doesn't take too long, usually." Youmu begins hovering at a downward angle with me. "We need to go talk to Reimu about this, or someone. We can't stop those things alone."
Hmm. "Who said we needed to stop them?" Yuyuko would probably eat them by herself if we gave her enough time. Or hug them to death.
Youmu glared at me. "That's not funny."
"I wasn't trying to be."
She sighs. "...Just...don't run off and kill any body this time, okay? If you do, it's going to be on my head."
New mission objective: kill as many people as possible under Youmu's surveillance.
Oh, right. I was supposed to be buttering myself onto Yukari and Yuyuko's good sides. Hmm. Maybe there was a way I could do it without them noticing further...
In any case, it was gonna be awhile before I even recognized where we were. The wind up here's not fun, by the way.
/ / / / MERRY CHRISTMAS GUYS, IT'S FEBRUARY / / / /
We touch down in front of the seemingly dismantled Hakurei Shrine.
Youmu drops me unceremoniously to the floor.
"Thanks." I very much appreciate being dropped on my ass.
"You're welcome." Youmu steps over me, walking towards the shrine.
...Getting up from the floor, I look around. Even though I could run off right this moment because Youmu already neglected to keep me on a leash, I'd like to get my bearings a bit before setting out on a Turok: Dinosaur Hunter style rampage across the forests.
Or get torn apart by youkai, that would work too.
I follow Youmu into the 'shrine'.
/ / / / MRRY CRSMS / / / /
"...Oh." Reimu nodded at Youmu's explanation of what happened. "So you were just trimming the garden- no, going to trim the garden…"
"...And that's when they attacked." Youmu finished for her. "They leveled the entire shrine."
"...Uh-huh." Reimu sipped her tea.
…
"It was quite an experience." I added. "Gustavus grew up so fast, you see."
"I have a strong feeling that you two are just making things up to annoy me." Reimu said outright.
Youmu shook her head. "N-no!"
I nodded. "Yes."
Reimu furrowed her brows. "Which is it?"
"We're not!" Youmu raises her hands, flustered.
"We are. You see, Yuyuko is making us do it." I explain.
"What? No!" Youmu turns to me to make angry faces.
Reimu rolled her eyes. "At this point, I'd like to talk to Yuyuko myself about this. You two are useless."
Youmu hunches over. "Aauu~..."
…
"Well? Where is she?" Reimu looks around for Yuyuko.
"Dead."
Youmu gives me a flat stare.
"Good. Great." Reimu's voice drips with sarcasm. "Is she a ghost, too?"
I nod. "The worst kind of ghost."
The Youmu intensifies.
Reimu grins. "That we can agree on."
"I didn't come here just to hear Yuyuko-sama get insulted…" Youmu began, her voice low.
"I don't run this shrine to receive pranks from lousy teenagers, either." Reimu, the lousy teenager, exclaims.
Youmu begins hovering. "I'll request this service from you whether you like it or not!"
Floating into a combat stance, Reimu grins. "Fi~nally, a normal spellcard duel for once…"
Youmu blinks.
"Come on, then."
Reimu floated past Youmu, out the shrine's front door. Youmu followed her.
…
I'd take the time to loot the shrine, but the last time I did there wasn't much of anything to go around.
Speaking of which, the shrine was in a state of disrepair at the moment. The only structural parts standing of the building itself were the door, the porch, and a bit of the flooring inside.
There wasn't much left except for beam parts, paper walling, some tiles, and lots of broken wood.
Invigorating, to say the least. I don't see Suika anywhere, either.
...A moment later, a fluffle sticks its head out of a pile of rubble.
Alright, I'm done here. Nothing to see here.
I turn to the front door of the shrine, and see light. Danmaku rained down across the front stone pathway, and I heard it pattering against what stood of the shrine doorway.
I don't feel I should go towards the light right now.
Instead, I go around the doorway and head for the hillside to the side of the shrine. Making sure that my path down the hill is out of the general trajectory of the violence behind me, I pace myself as I stumble down the absurdly steep hill.
...I feel like I'll slip and fall at any given moment, but I don't. Fortunate day for me, to be sure.
After a moment of stumbling down the hill, I reach the bottom.
Only now do I ask myself the question of where the hell I'm actually going. I don't think the village is that great of an idea at the moment, and killing people seems to have put me on the government watch list or something. As fun as beating the hornet's nest was, I'm pretty sure anything more and I'll be deported to Hell.
I decide to go right, which I believe is the direction the lake is in.
Who knows, maybe I'll get to fight some youkai and see what they're really like when they're not all-powerful reality-screwing gods and the likes… I mean, I had a vague idea of what their abilities were like, but the keyword there was 'vague'.
On the other side of the lake, things are exploding. Let's not go there.
I decide to round the edge of the lake and head off to the right a bit. I could always just go backwards if I got particularly lost.
…
"Hey!"
While trekking through the woods, I hear a voice.
Turning to my side, I see a blond fairy holding a sunflower.
"Hello!" She waves at me.
"...Hi." I greet it half-heartedly.
She hovers up to me. "Whatcha doin'?"
"Exploring." I answered.
"Ooo~h!" She nods, understanding.
I walk through the woods as the fairy girl trails behind me. Before long, I hear a constant rustling behind me.
I don't think I should bother to look back.
"Hello!" The fairy greets whoever that is.
"Aaaeee~hhh!" it screamed.
…
Rubbing my ears, I continue trying to go forward.
…
"honh honh honh honh" I hear fluffy noises behind me.
…
"Hello!" The fairy greets it.
"Waaal!"
"Aaaeee~hhh!"
Is the Gensokyo overworld always this retarded?
I turn to face my impromptu posse, which consisted of a fluffle, some green bush monster, and that blond fairy.
Said fairy floats down and hugs the two. "Friends!"
"huhuhuhuh"
"Aaaeee~hhh!"
The blond fairy's eyes widen, and she lets go of the two, reaching for her ears. "O~uch…"
The fluffle turns to the green bush fellow. "so what are you in for friend"
"Aaaeeee~hhh!"
"yeah me too"
I turn away from them and keep walking. Maybe if I ignore them, then they'll cease to be.
After a solid minute of walking without any notable disturbances, notable disturbances happen.
"N-no! I need that!"
"huhuhohuhohu"
"Friend, sto~p!"
I turn around, and see that the fluffle has shoved its face in the sunflower fairy's sunflower.
"Noo~!"
...I regret leaving the shrine. I now see what they meant when they talked about the dangers of wild youkai.
Just when all hope was thought to have been lost, we come across a mysterious manor in the middle of the woods.
...Manor styled house, more accurately. It's not easy to miss, but it's pretty out of the way.
I move towards the front door… but before I get too close, I turn around to face the three stooges behind me.
"Shhh…" I bring a finger to my mouth, shushing them. "If you three are to be useful, you will do as I say."
The fluffle stares at me, smiling obliviously.
"Aaaeee~hhh!" Will someone shut that thing up already!?
"Are we playing Simon Says!?" The fairy beams, excited.
"No, we're playing Simon Demands." I flatly tell the fairy. "Simon Demands that…" While it was tempting to tell the fairy to kindly shut the fuck up, I briefly considered if I could trust it with a different plan.
"Simon Demands that you carry all- me, I mean. Simon Demands that you carry me to the top of that structure." I point at the building.
The fairy looks uncertain. "I dunno… You're too fat…"
Simon might demand that you die relatively soon for that comment, fairy girl. "You're too cuddly, soft stuff."
She looked offended. "I am not soft! I'm just plushy!"
Alright, this is getting nowhere.
I look at the fluffle. "You. Simon Demands that you burrow into the house and unlock all means of entry from the inside."
"...i can make a mean hotcake" The fluffle looks up at me, determined.
Right.
I look at the bush monster.
Nah. Nope. Not gonna happen.
Alright… "Look, everyone. We need to find a discreet way into that household, for…" What one thing could all three of these bozos agree on? "...Sugary treats." I think that's something all four of us can agree on, actually.
Blank stares.
"...Candy." I summarize.
"Yeah! Woo~!" The sunflower fairy cheers, pumping her arms in the air.
"Waaal~!" The fluffle wails in excitement.
"Aaaaeee~hhh!" Fucking…
The fluffle takes the lead!
"follow me… follow… follow me." it stumbles out for no apparent reason, then scurries up to the window.
The bush monster obeys. The fluffle gets on its back and provides no height at all. The bush monster hops on it, and the height is still about the same as me crouching.
"I know! I know!" The sunflower fairy flies up to the window, and aims her sunflower at it.
I raise my arms to protest this method of infiltration. "H-hold on! Hold on! Wait, don't-"
FwiChoo~m!
Sha~tter!
…
She cheers, "Yay! We did it!" and promptly hovers into the manor.
The fluffle stands up, and the bush creature slides off its back. It then hops onto the wall and scurries inside like a fast insect.
...I sigh. "This will not end well."
I climb inside.
/ / / / AAAEEEE~HHH / / / /
Now inside, I cautiously tiptoe to the nearest edge of the corridor. I duck behind a protrusion in the wall which was part of the wall design.
The manor looks incredibly faded and unmaintained, unfortunately. Perhaps valuables were in here, however…
No wonder no one reacted to that bush thing outside screaming its lungs out.
I look around the corner, and see the fairy flying around.
"Ooo~h! This place is spooky!" she exclaims with glee.
The fluffle walks past me, covered in dusty artifacts. "its dusty in here"
It smiles.
"Aaaeee~hhh!" wails the bush monster from outside, which was unable to make its way in. Good riddance. I could still hear it claw at the wall, though.
I look back into the front foyer, and the fluffle has pulled a vanishing act. The fairy is still flying around like a moth, though.
Regardless, I still think I've hit some sort of absurd luck streak. I mean, an entire abandoned house filled with pricey, albeit aged, looking merchandise?
...I wasn't complaining.
I decided to separate myself from the rabble. Not that much of it was there anymore; the fluffle took off to do what I could only assume was disassemble the entire house one nail at a time, and the bush thing can go fuck itself for all I care. It probably even could.
I make my way to a back room. A large, dusty piano sits in the back corner.
...Let's play a song!
Now… time to test a few notes…
I slam my hands down on the keys.
Bwaaaa~m!
...Well, it didn't explode, so there's that.
I slam my hands down again.
Bwaaaa~m!
...Alright, let's get serious now…
Ting, ting…
Too~ng.
That was unpleasant.
Ting, too~ng, ting...
I may have chosen to ignore the fact I know as much as a deaf amputee about playing a piano.
...For funsies, I slam my hands down on the keys again.
Bwaaaa~m!
Okay, I'm done now.
…
Bwaaaa~m! Bwooo~m! Bwaaaooaoo~m!
…
I stand up from the piano, which I most likely have given cancer.
Turning around, I may have happened to see a ghost.
Her arms were folded, and she was not very happy looking.
Truly the most terrifying of otherworldly spirits.
"...What were you doing with that poor piano!?" she shouted at me abruptly.
"Molesting it." I truthfully responded.
"Clearly!" She floated over to it, allowing me to notice her translucent nature better. She had the form of a young woman. She was also dressed in funny red clothing, though I suppose you could say everyone in Gensokyo was funnily dressed.
Aside from the human villagers. They were boring.
"Look, it goes like this…"
Unfortunately, alliteration would not suffice for whatever tune she just played. It sounded classical, though. No, I have not memorized the names of classical songs.
...I stare at the performance as it finishes. That was neat, I guess. A little jarring considering my current looting mindset, but still welcomed.
"...There." She floats up from the piano. "That's how you play a piano. It takes precision and delicacy!"
I'd comment about how much precision backstabbing takes, but I think it'd go over her head. Being already dead, and all. I don't think worldly hazards like those remotely threaten her anymore.
"...I never cared that much for piano." I admitted. I'd like to carry on with the ransacking, if that's okay with this piano spirit.
She stared at me. "...What do you care for, then?"
I shrug. "Whatever fits in this bag that I can make out of this manor with."
She glares at me. "...A thief, are you?"
"I'd call myself an opportunistic explorer of abandoned abodes. A far more valiant occupation, if I do say so myself." I even add in the cocky grin you'd expect from some douchey explorer dude.
"Very well." She floats back, and summons a keyboard from nowhere. "I suppose I will have to give you an opportunity to listen to some music that, in my opinion, you'll care very much for."
With that, she smirks and starts playing on her keyboard.
VaVaVaVuu~m...
Musical notes fly out, summoned to the beat of her piano tune.
I did not expect musical coffins to be a consideration for today's activities. I feel like Remilia would enjoy this, though.
I quickly turn back, and flee from the room. I slam the door behind me as I leave.
TwangTwangTwangTwang…
I hear the notes thud against the door. I jog down the hall, heading for the foyer.
I see the fairy up ahead, speaking with a different ghost girl.
"Yea~h!" The fairy did a jig in the air.
This ghost was blue, and playing a trumpet.
VoooVoooo~m!
This just in: Homicidal maniac gets chased by killer musical notes while unfitting music plays.
I prepare to break into a run down the hall I entered from, but suddenly the red ghost girl floats out in front of me.
"Where do you think you're going, sir?" She grins merrily. "My performance has only just begun!"
"Home." I warmly reply.
…
"No." She shakes her head.
Well, you can't fault me for trying.
I turn around again.
Vava~...VavaVuu~m…
A spiral of musical notes trail after me as I run into the foyer and run towards the duo of hooligans.
"I appear to be under attack!" I exclaim. "Fairy friend, show them your battle prowess!"
The sunflower fairy snaps her head to the hallway where the red ghost is. "Oh, no! Enemies!"
The blue ghost takes her side. "What? No! I was just about to jam, too!"
The red ghost floats in after me. "Sound echoes, you- Hey, hey hey!"
Voo~Vooo~m!
The red ghost was forced to strafe as the blue one shot lasers from her trumpet.
Trumpet lasers.
"Hey, Merlin! What are you-"
Voooo~m!
"Stop it-"
FwiChoo~m!
"You stupid fairy!" The red ghost glared at us.
I'd attack her too, but I happen to have essentially zero magical damage tools in my arsenal. Sad days.
"Must stop the enemies!" Sunflower fairy yelled, engrossed in her new task.
"Yeah! Enemies are bad!" 'Merlin', as she's dubbed, agrees.
I duck to the side as a battle between the three erupts.
"...What's going on in here…?"
Slowly, a black-clothed ghost girl floats up through the floor. How many of these are there? Here I thought I could peacefully liberate this house of its expensive guff…
Merlin turns to her. "Lunasa! Help me stop the enemies!"
The red ghost pouts, angry. "Lunasa! Don't listen to her! I don't know what's gotten into her!"
The fairy aims her sunflower at Lunasa. "Must stop all enemies!"
FwiChoo~m!
Lunasa drifts to the side as the laser slowly starts up.
…The two other ghosts turn to the fairy girl, unhappy.
"..." The fairy girl senses the tension rising. She looks to me. "...Stop… enemies…?"
I nod. "Yes. Fight the elite army. Conquer everything."
She puts on a brave face. "...I cannot be stopped! I am… Mega Fairy!"
VuVuVu~! Vuum!
Vooo~! Vooo!
Lunasa draws a violin and starts playing.
VriVriVrii~... Vrii!
A web of lasers spirals towards the sunflower fairy.
She points her sunflower at them. "Hah! That's no match for-"
Pi~chun!
Rest in pieces. She was cuddly while it lasted.
...The three sisters look at me.
"...Welcome." I begin.
Lunasa, as they call her, drifts towards me. "...I believe that's what we should be saying to you, is it not?" She smiles casually.
I shake my head. "No. Welcome to my house."
As fun as it was to ironically say that, I suddenly realize that could easily be taken the wrong way.
The red ghost smirks at me. "What's that? Am I hearing the crowd call for an encore?"
It goes over Merlin's head. "Nope! Pretty sure this is our house!"
Lunasa clears her throat… because ghosts need to do that, apparently. "...Right. In any case-"
Suddenly-
Bam!
Thud.
A bath tub fell through the ceiling, landing in the corner of the foyer. It was full of fluffles, and they were furiously snuggling. Dust flew through the air as fluffles were rapidly being produced from nothing inside the tub itself.
So that's what the thing was doing. Being a fluffy menace.
The red ghost groans. "Rea~lly!? More of these pests? Do they ever stop coming?"
Merlin pouts. "I still think they're kinda cute…"
Lunasa sighs. "Maybe we do need to ask Reimu to check this place out…"
I step forward. "There is no need."
The ghost sisters watch me as I walk forward towards the bath tub filled with fluff and assorted stuffs.
I draw my steel scissors. Last time I tried burning these things, it resulted in what could have potentially been a raging inferno. I kind of plan to leave with things from this manor, not to leave it with fire.
One of the fluffles on the tub stops and looks at me.
"friends! we have contact! friendly contact!"
"Waaal~!"
The wailing fluffle crawls up from the horde to meet the look-out. "Walaallalal? Waaal, -aaal~!"
Annoying fluffy noises.
The look-out looks to me. "we are taking… evasive action! brace for impact!"
Numerous fluffles then line up along the rims of the bath tub's edge. The fluffles inside grab onto the ones on the edge to support them.
Suddenly, dust is thrown around the room as all the fluffles on the rim begin flapping their fins.
The tub begins floating.
"full steam ahead friends" the look-out fluffle casually states. "go"
The tub slowly moves forward in the air.
No, I was not going to allow this crime against nature to leave this manor alive.
I approach the side of the tub, but as I do, some fluffles hop from it to engage me. I flail my scissors at them, deflecting them, but they just land on the floor and come for my ankles, prompting me to stomp them into oblivion.
"Waaal!"
Suddenly, the ground rumbles.
"...That doesn't sound good…" The red ghost reflects on it. Speaking of which, are they just going to stand and watch? It would be greatly valued if they fired that huge laser spiral of death at the bath tub, right now.
Fwaaaaa~sh!
A geyser shoots from the floor, suddenly sending me into the air.
"Haah!" I yell. I was genuinely surprised by that.
Looking down, I see that I could try to hop into the bath tub from here, but seeing what was inside… I don't think that was a good idea.
Instead, I clumsily clipped the side of the tub, accidentally kicking aside some of the fliers. At least I got some form of retaliation.
I'm caught by the blue ghost before I hit the floor. "Hey, hey, hey! That floor is ours and ours alone to scuff up! I'm gonna have to bust up your tub, little dudes!"
Merlin floats close to them, preparing to blare her trumpet, when numerous fluffles leap at her. Fortunately, she's not corporeal.
VoooVoooVooo~!
Thin lasers shot out, zapping some fluffles.
"Waaa~l!"
I take out my scissorangs. Time to put them to the test…!
I toss them forward, and allow for the string to get caught between some of the fliers…
"There we are."
The scissorang returns, pulling fliers with it.
"Waaal~!"
They let out a collective 'wal' of frantic fluffiness. They start squirming from the string, and numerous succeed, but then they return to a state of panic and begin flying around randomly.
The tub begins to dip towards the floor.
"mayday, friends! the voyage has been lost! women and children first!"
A fourth of the fluffles all line up on one corner of the tub, and the other fluffles see them off. They glided from the tub on one of those washboards used on clothes.
...The board collided with the floor, sending the fluffles into a hysterical state.
"Waaa~l!"
Meanwhile, I am currently being forced to flail wildly at oncoming hordes of frightened and frantic fluffles.
Swish! Swish! Swash! Swish!
"Waaa~l!"
VriVriVriVriVriiii~!
Lunasa's violin generated magical slices in the air.
Swash!
A few fluffles were cut at different angles that sliced through their entire tiny, dusty bodies.
"Waaa~l!" The fluffles angrily rushed her, but being incorporeal at will had its perks.
Thud!
"The tub has hit the floor!" Merlin exclaims, excited. "I repeat: the tub has hit the floor!"
The red ghost slams down on her keyboard. Unlike the time I did it, however, she does so skillfully, and with purpose.
Vuuuuu~!
A wave of musical notes fly outward, pinging some fluffles and attracting their attention towards her.
"Shots fired!" Merlin cheers.
Seeing this as my opportunity, I near the fluffle tub. It had significantly less fluff, but there was still some kind of spawning system going on inside.
I peeked over the side of it.
Some fluffles stared up at me. One of them neared me.
"we have culture" it explained. Suddenly, it threw a ball of dust at my face.
I jerked my head back, the dust passing across my face as I closed my eyes. Ech…
I pull out my flame scissors. It was time to finish this viciously fluffy cycle, once and for all.
Reeling my arm back, I fling it forward and toss the scissors into the tub.
…
Fwoom!
"Waaa~l!"
The tub erupted abruptly into an inferno.
I backed up from the sudden heat. The fliers had entirely abandoned the tub and were making sure to avoid the inferno inside.
"W-what? Fire!" The red ghost shouted, noticing the tub. "Merlin! Do the thing with the water!"
"Roger dodger, Lyrica!"
VooVoo~ Voooo~!
A series of bubbles shot from the trumpet, floating until they were over the flames, then popped. The result was water splashing down into the fire below, steadily putting it out. When it was done, the tub was filled with charred fluffle limbs and ash-tinted mud.
...There were still a bunch of fluffles making a mess of the foyer, though.
Lunasa looked to Lyrica, and nodded.
"On it!" Lyrica nodded back.
Lyrica floated into the center of the foyer.
"Noise Sign! Soul Noise Flow!"
Lunasa floated up next to me. "I think you should find some place to hide." With that, she floated into the floor, the ghostly coward.
Merlin floats into the floor as well.
…
Since I, too, am practically in the center of the foyer, I do the only thing that makes sense.
...I start grabbing fluffles from the air and floor, and begin using them to construct a shield of fluffles to protect me from the incoming shitstorm. As I did so, they emit fluffy coos.
"huhuhuhu"
"waaal"
"hug"
…
I crouch under a thin covering of a few docile ones.
Lyrica brings her hand across her keyboard.
VuVuVuVuVuVuVu!
A series of red and blue arced bullets came out in waves, but only briefly. They effortlessly washed away the rest of the fluffles in the room, and my shield tanked the entirety of the few waves sent out.
...A few fluffles of my shield were still alive by the end of it, but now they're docile and cooperative. I still think they should be slain, to avoid another occurrence like the one that just happened.
The other two float up through the floor again.
"Quick thinking." Lunasa comments on my fluffle shield.
"Naturally." I return, pocketing my scissors.
Merlin floated over to the bath tub. "...Eew~! We're going to need to get this cleaned, now!"
Lyrica floated over to examine it with her. "...I don't know how that happened, but it did. At least the rodents are dead."
"What will I use to bathe, now~?" Merlin whines, hunching over in the air.
"We don't bathe." Lunasa corrects her.
Merlin jerks her head back, and turns to her. "Nuh-uh! We do too!"
"...Alright, we don't need to bathe. When was the last time we actually did it for luxury, though?" Lunasa admits to having taken a ghost bath.
Lyrica put a hand to her chin. "Well… I'd say a few weeks or so ago, actually."
"I wouldn't count a large scale flood as bathing. We should be thankful those wards held for as long as they did, or we would have lost the manor." Lunasa brings up the Great Gensokyian flood of eighteen two.
By the way, what the hell am I doing standing here idly listening to some ghosts bicker about their bathing patterns?
I put up my hands to try and garner attention.
"Oo~h, I remember that…" Merlin recollects the flood. "All the water was nice! But thinking of losing the mansion… that's a little scary!"
I clear my throat. "Ahem…"
"I still think we should really tell that miko about the recent problems, here…" Lyrica argues. "I hear she solves a ton of problems, and solves them fast. I think we should take our chances with her."
I doubt she'd help, and if it's about the fluffles, you can forget about it. Anyway…
"I would like to add!..." I begin loudly.
The ghost girls finally quiet down and look at me.
"...that I am here to liberate your manor of material goods. Please, and thank you."
…
"Respectfully declined." Lunasa smiles at me.
"...What?" Merlin was confused.
"He's a thief." Lyrica summarizes.
"...Oo~h."
…
...I'd threaten them with force, but last time I checked, you can't stab ghosts. I learned that the hard way.
That, and I think they have sufficient firepower to light me up like the Fourth of July.
"...This situation has become difficult." I voice out loud.
Lunasa shrugs. "I find it quite refreshing, actually. Nice to see a new face now and again."
"Do you really need to steal?" Lyrica folds her arms, allowing her keyboard to float of its own accord.
"...No, but yes." I respond.
"...That doesn't make sense." Lyrica glares at me.
Because ghosts with laser trumpets makes perfect sense.
I would like to reiterate: Laser trumpets.
"...Whatever, look…" Lyrica hovers up to me. "...If you need cash or something, we've got a few spare yen. Don't think about taking out any loans, though!"
I raise a brow. "How much can I expect?"
She shrugs. "...Uhh…"
"Five thousand yen, at most." Lunasa lays down the law.
"...Six thousand." I barter.
"Three thousand." Lunasa readjusts.
I fold my arms stubbornly. "Six. Thousand."
"One thousand."
"Six. Thousand."
Lunasa sighs. "...I don't think I need to tell you this, but… you're trying to argue the price of a donation with me."
I shrug, smiling. "Yeah, so, six thousand, right?"
"Five hundred."
I nod, still smiling. "Five thousand it is…"
I tried.
Lunasa smiles back. "Very well, then."
She turns to her sister clad in red. "Lyrica, would you be a dear and fetch five thousand yen from the savings?"
I must know where said savings are located.
Lyrica phases into the floor.
...I have a feeling I'm not going to learn where the savings are located.
Actually, I'd like to know where ghosts got their money from in the first place.
I raise a finger. "...Say, how might a band of ghosts have acquired funds of some sort?"
Merlin decides to answer my question. "By being a band!"
…
Well, they did have instruments.
"...To elaborate, most of our income comes from the occasional spring time performance offered by miss Saigyouji. She invites us to perform every cherry blossom viewing to perform, and rewards us quite handsomely."
Hmm. So Yuyuko was stacked after all… although that's something I pretty much already knew. When your best friend is Yukari, I don't think money is a worldly problem anymore.
Lyrica returns with the money.
"Here you go…"
I open my hands and receive the yen.
"Don't go wasting it all. Especially since you came to us and begged for it!" Lyrica sternly instructs me.
I nod. "I'm going to spend the entirety of it on magically enhanced scissors, or candy."
…
"...Whatever floats your boat." Lyrica gives up, drifting away slowly.
"...I, for one, think candy is a viable investment strategy." Merlin suddenly contributes.
"What you do with your money is your own business…" Lunasa smiles a little warily.
…
I look around. "So, this place… does it, by chance, have any magical tomes?" The chance I could read them was literally between one percent and zero, but it wouldn't hurt to look around.
"...I don't think you need to know that." Lunasa stiffly replies.
"Oo~h, yeah…!" Merlin remembers something. "She was a caster, wasn't she…?"
"Merlin." Lunasa loudly called to her sister.
"Hah?" Merlin tilted her head, a little taken by the tone of her sister's voice.
"This man doesn't need to know anything about her." Lunasa flatly replies.
…
"I-I see…" Merlin nods in understanding. "Sorry."
…
"So there are tomes, I presume?"
"Don't even think about it." Lunasa cautions me.
"I don't know… I'm thinking about it…" I warily tell her.
"I might need to ask you to leave, and not come back, then." Lunasa's expression is still the same as before.
I shrug. "Well, you can ask me to leave…"
"...Oh, silly me. I meant that it might be in your best interest… to stay, and listen to a performance."
Lunasa brings up her violin, ready to play.
I shake my head. "Sorry. Terribly sorry, about that, but I don't think I have the money to pay for it."
…
"We gave you some." Lunasa was not taking the funny business at this moment, apparently.
I shake my head again. "No, no, you see… I've mentally allocated it to my candy fund already. As such, I cannot spend it on a private performance."
A shame, really.
Lunasa closes her eyes. "Oh, don't worry about that. The only price you'll pay is one you need not concern yourself with."
Merlin was just watching the exchange from the sidelines, conflicted.
...Well, I should probably book it, now. I seem to have made the authority figure here prissy, again.
...Even so, I was determined to leave here with something.
"...All I ask is a simple spell. Magic. A card trick, even." I try to reason.
…
"Fine. Come with me." Lunasa replies after a moment's hesitation. She moves to the front door, and phases through it.
I walk up to it, and it's locked, even on the inside.
Thanks.
…
The door clicks, and Lunasa opens it. She promptly continues to hover into the yard with no wasted words.
I follow her out.
"Aaaaeee~hhh!"
That. Fucking. Plant thing.
It was still here.
She turns to it.
"...You want to learn magic, do you?" Lunasa smiles casually at me, but I know it's laced with hostile intent. "Then you'll need to know the gravity of a spell's actions."
She then looks over at a nearby shrub.
"...Like this."
Vrii…
She plays a brief chord on her violin. An orb of darkness materializes over the shrub, and slowly expands downward, producing a flowy noise as it did so.
Fwoaahhh…
Once half of the orb was in the floor, it vanished, leaving a very faint black mark where it was, which quickly vanished too.
Crack!
The shrub was crushed against the Earth, now flat as the leaves under it.
"It's technically a darkness spell." She explains. "It's more about physics, though. I call it Gravity."
Original.
"...The forms I can cast of it are vastly more complex and powerful than what a human like you could do. I'll just give you the template she first used."
Lunasa suddenly shoots towards me, and her form passes through me.
Wha-
/ / / / ?'S PERSPECTIVE / / / /
"Hah!"
I threw my arms forward, feeling the magic flow through my arms, through my fingertips…
Nothing.
I referred back to my notes… What had went wrong? Surely, it couldn't be hard to magically apply force within a given area. If it was so hard, why was telekinetic manipulation so easy?
Perhaps…
Flipping through my diagrams, I stopped on my papers for the Poltergeist Project.
"Later…" I couldn't even get started on that, yet. Not until I was adept at the arts that create the foundations for such an endeavor.
…
I'll try it again, then.
"...Ha~h!"
Throwing my arms forward once more, I tried again…
Fwoo…
…
Something had happened that time. Some kind of force was exerted.
I had been going about this all wrong.
I take my current notes on the spell, and crumple them up.
I turn to the potted plant again, and throw my arms forward.
"...Gravity!"
Fwooaahhh…
Crack!
…
…
/ / / / MATT'S PERSPECTIVE / / / /
I blink. What the hell just happened?
"...I don't know if that worked, and I don't know what you saw. Cast Gravity on that." She points to the plant monster. "If you can. If you cannot, then simply do not, and I'll teach you something else.
I contemplate on not casting it, but I don't know if I can cast it right now in the first place. Despite me thinking this, my body moves on its own.
"Gravity!"
Fwooaaahh…
"Aaaeee~hhh!"
Crack!
…
Fi~nally. The damned hell beast was dead.
...Shouting gravity like some JRPG hero was pretty cringe worthy, I had to admit. For whatever reason, it just came out.
Lunasa blinked. "...Faster than I expected. You had no qualms about killing that youkai?"
...I hold my arms out. "It was a plant."
"...Yes, but-"
"A plant. A living shrub. A fucking nuisance!"
…
"...I see."
…
"You have what you want." Lunasa stated, her expression flat and stoic. "Leave. If I see you again, it had best not be on the property of my sisters and I."
...She then smiles. "May we meet on more friendly terms, yes?"
Still more free than America, even if everyone tells you to leave all the time. 10/10 IGN, needs more lolis.
With that, I turn around and leave, satisfied. I don't know what the hell I just learned, but it was something.
...I continue into the woods. I guess I'll just keep going until I reach the lake, or something.
/ / / / haKUNA MATATA… means more FLUFFLES, for the REST OF YOUR DAYS / / / /
I reached the lake. The sun was beginning to set, and when I looked to the right, I saw explosions lighting up the manor in the distance.
Again, let us not do that. Explosions were never an ideal environment for me.
Instead, I think I'll head back in the direction of the shrine. That place should be safe from violent night terrors and the likes, at least.
As I walk down the path in the day's dusk, I see a figure traveling along it.
I brace myself for potential combat. Continuing forward, neither of us seem to have any intention of deviating from the path.
…
Nearing in on the figure, I could tell it was a youkai. She had black hair, and a pair of animal ears of some form.
…
Seeing as the creature had no intention of deviating from my path, I debated abandoning the trail temporarily to try and avert an encounter, on the chance this youkai wasn't one for negotiations.
...I do away with that notion. Considering I had that dark orb spell thing and could make saw blades rain from the heavens, I think I'd be fine against anything squishy.
…
The moment of truth, we're about to pass one another.
"Evening." she says, passing me.
…
She continues to walk away behind me.
Hmm. Not as… suspenseful as I'd have preferred. Or eventful. I suppose I should be thankful, but at the same time, I was eager to test out my spells.
I'm sure I'd see more fluffles, soon.
/ / / / IT'S A PROBLEM-FREE~... PHILOSOPHY / / / /
That large staircase never gets old. If I ever owned a fortress, I would invest in giant asshole stairs. The enemy army would be dead by the time they got up them.
I casually waltz in the great Hakurei Disjointed Doorway. To more accurately describe it, I mean the only thing standing at the moment is still that one doorway from before.
There was a 'tent' set up on the other side of the doorway, which was actually just a kotatsu blanket propped on wooden beams which were mounted into the floor.
...I crawl inside.
Reimu is hunched up in one corner. "Life is rough."
"Very." Youmu agrees.
"Quite." I concur.
…
"We~ll…" Reimu begins. "Look who decided to show up."
Youmu looks at me tiredly. "Where were you…?"
I nod warmly. "On a journey."
Youmu just sighs back in response, burying her face in her knees.
The night gradually got darker, in addition to an overcast starting to set in.
Thus, the Gensokyian night was pitch black after a good few moments.
"...Well, then. I guess we're not going anywhere tonight, unless we want to spam danmaku just to see." Reimu states plainly. "Good night."
I hear shifting, which is probably Reimu getting into a lying position.
Normally I do well with the dark, but a dark night plus overcast plus being under something that obstructs light with no light-producing resources? Problems.
I don't hear Youmu say anything, or shift herself much, even. Either she's still awake or she fell asleep in a uncomfortable ball. There wasn't much way for me to tell.
…
Now I am anxious to explore the night, except I'm also bored because everything's essentially black right now.
I hear a whistle come from outside the impromptu tent. My curiosity gets the better of me and I lift up the blanket to check.
Outside I see a source of faint light being provided by some manner of glowing particles. I crawl out to investigate…
The voice of a woman comes from near the particles of light. "...The hell happened here?"
I raise a brow, but say nothing. I slowly stand and move towards her…
The particles are being projected into the air by the hand of this woman, apparently. She waves her hand through the air, revealing her entire figure. She has a blue outfit on, green hair, and...
She's a ghost.
Yes, again.
What is it with me and ghosts?
"You're not fooling anyone, buddy. It's been a long time since anything with that much killing intent snuck up on me, let me tell you… I'd know from experience! Hahaha~... death jokes." She laughs at her own joke.
…
"I've had enough of ghosts, for one day." I tell her.
I lie down on the ground abruptly.
Thud.
Perhaps too abruptly.
"...Humans are a lot freakier than they used to be." The ghost woman shakes her head.
Hmm. Maybe she can answer a few questions.
"Have you any siblings?" I raise my finger into the air.
"...Not as far as I'm aware." She shakes her head.
"Have you made any ghosts?" Question of truth, here.
"...No. I'm more into elements and stuff." Well, then...
"What color is your underwear?"
She looks down and checks. "...Why don't you look and see for yourself?"
I look, and see a ghost tail.
…
"It's an important question, normally." I justify myself.
"That further proves my point." She stares down at me quizzically. "What the hell happened to humanity?"
"Suffering." Basically.
"...I see."
…
"So, you know what happened here?" She gestures to the shrine, waving her hands around and spreading more of those particles.
"What did I just say?" Second verse, same as the first.
"...I take it you don't, then." She nods, looking away.
…
"Why are you here?" I point at her now.
"Nothing of interest to you, I'm sure." She grins.
"You would not believe how bored I am right now." The boredom is real.
She rolls her eyes. "I'm pretty sure my situation's about as equally boring to whatever yours is. Unless you've been sitting in place for days at a time, I don't think you could top me."
I have, in fact, had to sit in place for days at a time. Hakugyokurou doesn't have many things to do for fun, and stealing Youmu's kitchen supplies periodically in the dead of night is only fun until she starts hiding spares in unorthodox places.
Some Wi-Fi wouldn't kill is all I'm trying to say here, Yuyuko. Though, now that the place is under siege, I don't think that really means much now.
"...It's a long story, but I'm more bored than that." I tell her.
"Yeah, sure, Sir Killgore. What're you even doing with that much intent? Someone kill your brother or something? Father? Sister?... Fish? Rock?..." She trails off.
"Boredom."
She blinks. "...Aa~h, you're one of those types. I don't know what the hell any of you are thinking, so I'm just not going to bother. You might want night vision or something, because I don't think you'll be doing whatever it is that you do in this amount of darkness."
Yeah, I think I got that already.
She begins to hover off into the night, leaving a trail of light particles behind her.
"Don't even think about following me, by the way. You'll die." She calls back from afar.
I would, but I think she's right about that last bit. She's a ghost, so if something jumps her, she can just choose to ignore it. Me, on the other hand…
…
I move back towards the tent. I may be bored, but I'm not suicidal. Yet, anyway.
/ / / / FLUFFUNA MATATA / / / /
CHAPTER 24.5 END
PROTAGONIST: Matthew, the Debatably Sane Outsider, Lord of Edges
PRIMARY WEAPON: Bloodied Steel Scissors - Stained lightly with fresh blood from a young human female. Sharp, shiny-ish, and to the point!
INVENTORY:
Steel scissors - Sharp, shiny, and to the point!
Quick Scissorang - Non-elemental scissors that are enchanted to return to the owner with ferocity. Not that powerful of a weapon, but combined with strong string it can be used like a powerful grappling hook. Looks like it belongs in a Barbie catalog.
Flame Scissors - Fire-elemental scissors that have an incendiary effect on strike. Boosts fire magic and abilities, as if I had any.
Steel-alloy String - An experimental item provided by Alice as part of her testing. She uses these herself to manage her dolls, or so I'm told.
A Tuft of Cloth Strings - Pink, regular cotton string. It's soft, and clean.
A Fluffy Hooligan - Soft, and warm to the touch. Ech!
Book of Rebomb - Teaches basic and advanced bomb magic. Written in some fantastical language, so I can't read it.
(2 more empty spaces)
PARTY:
Rebomb Fluffle - Soft, and warm to the touch. Ech! Has a gag on to keep it from casting Rebomb over and over again, which would be a very bad time.
PRIMARY WEAPON: Rebomb - Advanced bomb spell that blows up the nearby vicinity with random bombs. Very random damage.
INVENTORY:
Finsticuffs.
AUTHOR'S NOTE:
finally gave matt GRAVITY, a fun spell that's probably marginally useless against most gensokyo things, but is still fun overall
it's from Kingdom Hearts, by the way- a really fun game back when i was a kid, and despite the LACKING STORY in the disney worlds, the gameplay's super satisfying for me and shows a lot of consideration
...anyway, hello prismrivers, i've had you in my "PEOPLE TO MEET" queue for QUITE AWHILE NOW but only now have i decided to properly BUST YOU OUT, and even got matt a NEW SPELL out of it
if you can't tell by now, the overarching combat trope of this fic is IMPROVISATION, which means whatever we go up against we're probably going to be eternally MEEK but CAPABLE IF WE DO THINGS RIGHT / WITHIN CERTAIN CONTEXTS, something exemplified mostly in how my guy keeps getting his ass kicked for overestimating himself (ca/n which he does in real life too) (a/n TO AN EXTENT, MAYBE…)
...i'll close this author's note with how my GIANT URSULA FIGHT WENT…
==== welcome ====
Ursula raised the trident into the air. "This won't be pretty!"
Sora casted a spell. Many spells, in fact. "Force! Gravity! Force! Here!"
Ursula's face was bombarded by spheres of gravity.
Crash! Bang! Boom!
"Someone, please!" Ariel called out, getting fried alive by an underwater thunderstorm.
"Haa~elp!" Goofy wailed, getting electrocuted.
"Force! Gravity! Take that! Force!"
Thwack! Sora flinched, but grinned masochistically, his MP being recharged by the damage.
"Sora!" Goofy gifted his MP to Sora.
"Sora!" Ariel reinforced Sora's wind shield.
"This won't be pretty!"
"Force! Gravity! Here! Gravity!"
This vicious cycle of violence continued until everyone ran out of resources to keep it going, and Sora got sniped by an unluckily timed thunderbolt.
==== fun ====
CO-AUTHOR'S NOTE:
ur gonna have a bath, tim
i dont know whats going on up there ^
but down here it's safe and secure… to an extent
overall, this was fun… and that's pretty much it. there's still some things i'd like to do, but they may occur later on
also haku-whatever-the-frik is under siege by large fluffy abominations, so i shouldn't be back there for a while, for better or worse!
have fun
