So, the moon.

The moon was pretty dull.

Though, what else would one expect from a land as pale and lifeless as this?

When you got right down to it, everything here looked the same. Endless stretches of white rock, infinite deserts of chalky sand, limitless expanses of undyed surfaces, and so on and so forth and ad infinitum. No variation to be found.

So it was, that with these thoughts floating in his restless skull, he observed what might have been the passing of a new day, in the wheeling axles of glittering stars, and sighed.

Once again…



[] - It couldn't have been all that bad.

[] - Walks tend to get the mind wandering.

Yello folks, let's play a simple CYOA Game where the main goal is to murder Kaguya.

Naturally you'll be playing as the one and only Fujiwara no Mokou.
Your most hated rival has not attacked you for several weeks now and you've started to grown bored of the novelty of not dying every day cause come on what else are you going to do anyway?

Thus, you are determined to make your way through the Bamboo Forest, The House of Eternity and anything that stands in your way of hurricane falcon kicking Kaguya into the milky way! Let this adventure commence at once!

But let's be clear on one thing first: You cannot die and have the amazing powers of pyrokinesis (Aka you can control fire). However as if by pure irony you are not immune to fire itself, cannot put out any outside sources that catch on fire and continuous exposure to it will damage your body if not turn it to ashes. Of course, you can just recover from this by reviving but I want to make sure that you won't feel cheaped out from having your arm fall off after 3 falcons punching in a row or think you can set a house on fire only to go "I'll use my ability to easily put it out". Just making sure we are on the same page here.

Also, this is not related in any way to platform games with similar names, I just did not think of a better title so don't expect that kind of raging slash trolling nonsense from me.

Finally, the choices I give are just personal suggestions, so write ins are allowed. If you manage to come up with something clever or out of the box I won't simply go "No, that's dumb" or something.

And for the final final time: Killing Kaguya is your win condition, succeed and you win!

Blessed be your firebird soul Anon!

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You are Mokou, forest guide extra-ordinaire, heroine of justice and serial princess Killer.
Also adored by most children and bun buns but that's not important.

It's a beautiful summer morning, well summer is just about to end and up till now you have not heard a single peep from your most hated rival. How droll. You've not died even once

The Little Fox hid inside a bush, his eyes combing the area and his ears perking up, so nothing could surprise him. His mother has warned him that he must not leave the den, for humans are now hunting nearby. The child, however, born in the dark winter, wanted to see what the world was truly like underneath the blanket of snow. It was a glorious sight to behold; the once barren trees were now covered in luscious green. Other forms of plants have now emerged from their slumber, rising out of the melting snow. Birds that left due to winter now return with rallying chirps, seeing their old home once again. These sights lull The Little Fox into a sense of assurance that nothing could ruin such a beautiful view. In the distance, he could hear his mother calling for him, wondering where he had gone, but he did not answer back, for he wanted to have a closer view of nature. He steps out of the bush in excitement, wanting to play under the sunlight, trying to catch the birds flying above him. He was having so much fun that he could even hear a sharp whistle that was getting louder and louder as if the wind itself was playing a song. The end of the music was a meaty thunk.

A bloody sight broke the poor soul, a piece of her gone forever. Red was the only color seen, and a shrill scream was the only sound heard. An untouched corpse, long dead, with the only blemish being the damned arrow. Thirsting for death, but nothing more. A predator only in action, but not in spirit! An oath of vengeance was taken; eternal wrath and lunacy for the one who swore in, and eternal torment for the Hunter and all those connected to it, regardless of logic. There was no logic for the victim, and as such, no logic for the killer. Only retribution.

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Present Day, Gensokyo

 Katansei growls, the cold air making his breath white from the sight before him. He shot an arrow at the fox he was hunting, but a finch flew in between and got skewered along the way. The young hunter knew he didn't have time to waste being angry as there could be danger nearby. Walking over to his

You are a human from the outside world, who was the second man to land on the moon after NASA's successful rocket launch program in 202X, as you walk on the lunar surface, you put another flag in here, you look at the Earth.

You feel proud to achieve your dreams at once, you've been waiting for it since you were young, as you were looking at your home planet's reflection, you feel something odd all of a sudden...

>Investigate further to the dark side of the moon, you wanna explore all of it, after all.

>Don't, you have to go back on the ship and go back home.

We have always feared the oceans. Almost from the very rising of the waters unto their proper sphere they have been the domain of living things, and it was in them that the first of earthly life did emerge. Yet far from the sacred radiance of our own creation, it was in the choking dark of abyssal crucibles, ungraced by the light of our sister, that these simplest of creatures came to be; and soon they learned to variegate themselves, and to adapt their forms by pure contest for survival. In so doing, they absorbed the shadow of death into their very thesis of life, and wove them together into one; and the oceans were left profaned to us forevermore.

When they crawled up on the shores and debased the land and thought even to defile the sphere of air we saw them therefore as contemptible, and when the species of earthly man took unconscious grasp of his own evolution by simple scale of proliferation and began to preen over his newfound intellect we were even brought to hatred; but the oceans remained the sole subject of our fear.

When we chose to evacuate the sublunar spheres and fully embrace our birthright, it was this fear that was set at our heels. The other material realms were yet within our capacity to cleanse; but to attempt the same upon the oceans would be to scour their every drop, and we found their volume and their depths beyond even our reach. Thus our fear grew; and so powerful, so unreasonable it was, that when we raised our new Capital we laid its foundations on the pitted and scarred far-side of the Moon, so that we would escape even the light that scattered off earthly waters.

So reasoned the counsel of the saboteur, at any rate. Our counsel differed, but was disfavoured by our Lord.

[ ] Such was the nature, we would find, of our poisoned tongue.
[ ] We resolved then that our tongue should be poisoned henceforth.

Someone once told you that all paths eventually take you where you're really going. Not that that's very helpful right at this moment. At least, not in a practical sense.

As far as your eye can see, you’re surrounded by bamboo.

This isn’t really a problem in the daylight if you keep to the edge of the forest. People in the village harvest shoots there all the time. You, however, are in way deeper than that. It’s gotten considerably darker, too. You’re pretty sure it’s become nighttime somewhere along the way. And a thought keeps coming up. A stupid but persistent one: if the bamboo forest were alive you’d be stuck somewhere deep in its bowels. You still hope to see the moon, eventually. That would dispel some of the near-total darkness. Wishful thinking at its best.

You hold back a sigh. A lot of youkai prefer to come out at night. Therefore, It’s more likely that you’ll get eaten up whole any time soon. This previously-unseen monster would, naturally enough, have an impossibly large mouth and be full of deadly teeth. That’s just the way things tend to go for innocent humans around these parts. Ain’t no sugar-coating it.

Still, it’s still too early to panic. You got into this mess knowing fully about the risks. But you couldn’t help it. You saw her in the market, peddling her wares, and spent most of the day working up the courage to talk to her. And when you finally did, you could only stammer out a request for medicine. You handed her a few coins and lost your nerve to say anything else. you barely stammered a request for medicine and handed over a few coins. Still, though, there was reason to hope – when your eyes made contact, a funny sensation spread throughout your body. It was warm and comforting, like napping under the shade of a tree on a sunny afternoon. Made you feel stupidly carefree.

You held on to that and slowly built up your courage again. Problem was, by the time you had the perfect line, she had already packed up and left. By chance you spied her off in the distance, walking in the direction of the bamboo forest. Without thinking, you followed, not quite being able to clear the village crowds before she

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[X] Go for a walk in the plant

The rest of the rabbits more or less head directly for the stairs up to the dorms once we get down to the main area of the plant. Not sure what they have planned, if anything at all, but I know that Sumi and Ringo at least aren't the types to go to bed this early. I'm not really that worried about them finding anything to occupy themselves so much, but it makes me feel a little better that Yuzuki will be around to make sure they use to pass the time isn't too disruptive or anything. As for myself, I'm feeling like I should take a bit of a walk.

Granted, I've already spent a pretty significant portion of today out of the company of all three of the rabbits around me. It's not like I'm already sick of them, just that I feel like I wouldn't mind another chance to think by myself. My talks with Ringo haven't gone poorly, all things considered, but they haven't really resolved the situation one-hundred percent either.

And yes, I'm well aware that the bulk of the responsibility for making sure that anything does actually get resolved is on me. The possible unfairness of that is definitely not lost on me.

Rather than following along with the rest of the group as they start up the stairs, I stand aside and let Sumi pass me by. Both she and Yuzuki notice the gesture, which makes them react enough that Ringo catches it too. "So, I think I might wander around by myself for a little bit, if that's okay," I tell nobody in particular. Ordinarily I would have to ask Ringo, but with how little she seems to be enforcing the chain of command lately, I just say it in general to the group instead.

"I'll tell you right now, there ain't much to see," Sumi warns me, looking out the door to the stairwell with an unimpressed look on her face. "Even if you poke into the areas they don't want you to poke around in, it's all nerd stuff. Nothing flashy or interesting really."

"You do know that we're restricted from full acce

HALT! If this be your FIRST encounter with th HONORABLE MONONOBE NO FUTOSUHIME, then I SUGGEST you start at the PREVIOUS THREAD - >>26197


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I, MONONOBE NO FUTO, am of PROUD LINEAGE.

It is through the efforts of MY GREAT ANCESTOR, the 11th EMPEROR OF JAPAN, that the RELIGION of SHINTO, though INFERIOR, was GIVEN one of its GREATEST LITERARY WORKS. Under my FAMILY'S proud REIGN, did SUMO become SPORT, giving kappa EVERYWHERE a WONDERFUL NEW PASTIME. Under my HONORABLE ANCESTOR, did the CONSORT KAGUYAHIME NO MIKOTO, daughter of KING OTSUTSUKITARINE NO MIKO gain her FAME as an UNEARTHLY BEAUTY, and did the tale READ by CHILDREN ACROSS JAPAN come to being.

My NOBLE LINEAGE, though STEEPED in VILE SHINTO, Is responsible for the CREATION of LEGENDS!

DOES THE BLOOD OF LEGENDS NOT FLOW THROUGH ME? HAVE I NOT PRIDE!?

AM I NOT MONONOBE!?

I slam BOTH of my MIGHTY HANDS onto the WOODEN PORCH on EITHER SIDE of my MAGNIFICENT THIGHS, VALIENTLY ignoring the SLICKENED LIQUID SHAME on my FINGERS. I begin to PUSH MYSELF UP, VILE BURN BE DAM-

The HAKUREI yanks my PONYTAIL harder, RAMMING the GOHEI so far DOWN my throat that I can FEEL the BURN in my poor STOMACH. Between the BLINDING PAIN and the VOMIT that EVEN NOW bubbles AROUND the blessed WAND, I feel my STRENGTH LEAVE me. As I FALL back on my RUMP, I am met with a HORRIFYING SIGHT, even through my TEAR-BLURRED vision.

The Hakurei LOOMS over me, like a MONUMENT to ALL of JAPAN'S CREATURES most TERRIBLE FEARS, the SUN, at her BACK, casting her in DREADFUL SHADOW. I cannot FIGHT the HAKUREI. I can only APOLOGIZE to EVERYONE that I've FAILED on this quest so SOON. I prepare to DIE like this, chocking on a MEAGER SUBSTITUTE for a PHALLUS. I APOLOGIZE to his HOLINESS, TOYOSATOMIMI NO MIKO, for NEVER returning HOME. I apologize to TOJIKO, for NEVER TELLING her that, for a SOGA, she's a VERY GOOD FRIEND. I APOOLOGIZE to the FUJIWARA, for NOT FINDING her and being the GREATEST HUSBAND a MAIDEN COULD DREAM OF for her. I APOLOGIZE to GORGAR, for

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[X] Tell Chiyo that it would be nice to have her around today, and we can go to the palace later

I understand the concern, like I really do. Chiyo's still mixed up and confused and everything. I've been there before, plenty of times. At the same time though, I also don't think it's the best plan to immediately run off to the palace. Okuu seemed like whatever she had to go do was pretty urgent, and while it's possible that we could get in on words alone, I don't really like the idea of trying. What would we do, just walk up to the house and knock? No thanks. "I think that if you want to stop by there eventually, then you should," I tell Chiyo evenly. "I could even go with you. For today though, I'd still like to have you around."

Chiyo takes a bit of time to absorb the words as we continue through the hallway, but finally gives one short nod in response. She doesn't say anything, in fact she seems to immediately lose herself in thought. It's still really hard for me to read her when she's like this. Compared with all the other rabbits, I've known her for the shortest amount of time, that's true, but it's still been decades. Part of me really wishes she would open up more. Even if it's not to me, then to someone at least.

But then, maybe she really can't? It's not like I'm any stranger to personality hangups myself. Maybe that's why she wants to go and talk to somebody that would be able to read her mind. She wouldn't have to really put her thoughts into words. Or, maybe she would? I don't know the exact mechanics of how mind reading works.

Actually, the more I think about it the more I get slightly uncomfortable at the idea. There's a lot of stuff in my mind that I really wouldn't want to share with other people. Apparently Chiyo still thinks it's worth it though? Personally I rather just go to the extra effort and force myself to talk to the people I know about things. Maybe she thinks that the amount of self censoring that her v

“Bring the subject forward!”

My cage shudders with a jolt and it slowly creeps towards the courtroom. I squint at the light, but as my eyes get used to it, the room becomes apparent in size. Easily over 300 various laws-men and bourgeoisie fill the chamber, trying, in a very unsubtle way, to intimidate the criminal. Everyone is seated on what look like massive metal staircases, rising up 3 meters a step to the edge of the wall. The glint of polished metal makes for a dull colour, and the light just makes the room seem deflated instead of imposing. The big guy in front looks like he’s the highest in command here- probably not anybody truly important, but its all about style. I can’t see his face, as its covered by a ghastly mask.

“Before the royal court, has been brought a criminal, Inaba 25886216 ‘Sieran’. Under this court you are being accused of high treason, greater property damage, lesser property damage...”
I can’t be arsed to deal with over blowing everything so much.
“Oy, just skip to the important details will you!” Apparently, my shout came out louder than I intended, for all the courtesan, who were doing such important things like talking to one another, suddenly and all at once silenced themselves. The big guy in front, who I assume is the judge, gave a loud huff, and looked up from his device, to stare directly at me.

His body language showed anger at being interrupted but his voice retained its clarity and indifference from before.
“… Very well. It’s a waste of time for everyone, after all.” I see a few smirks light up across the chamber, but apart from that, everyone remains quiet and still. “Do you plead guilty, Seiran?”
“Of course I do, but...”
“You have heard it straight from her mouth, all!” He took advantage of my blunder with my wording to speed up the process. Fair trial, my arse. “You will be exiled for your attempted rebellion of the most Noblest and Greatest Lord Tsukuyomi, as well as attempts to sway your brethren rabbits.” He continues to talk for a good ten minutes, but I’ve already stopped listening. I’m being exiled.

This is the best thing to happen to me in my entire life.