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honorablejournalism started following you
“My own clone! Now neither of us will be–”
“…Wait, better idea. If I’m smart, I can con all the typing work onto her and focus more of my time on getting scoops. Brilliant, Hatate!”
“Like, excellent idea! Now I won’t have to, like, rely on Swipe all the time? Good thing, ‘cause Swipe like, sucks?”
>Earthquakes, earthquakes, earthquakes...
>...WAIT a minute! >No, that like, CAN’T be right.
outsidersmith:
That is right, this is happening.
As the outsider is barraged with all kinds of questions, all of varying comprehension, he’d have a hand to his chin as he dived into deep thought.
What kind of blacksmith, “I work with blade”, he starts, cleaning up his accent. “How you say, mainly blade? I take some order for tool, but it is blade I primarily work with.
“Customer come…” he starts, trying to scrounge together the words. “They come enough, I am sorry.” Forgive his poor vocabulary, “But some of them are return, yes. I say that right?”
“Blade... mainly blade... ‘some order for tool’... ‘some’ regulars...” Taiki would have been wise to pardon the energetic journalist and her loud scribbling.
“Thanks!” she said, after finishing her notes. “Anyhow, something awful has been happening lately and I’d like to like, get into that? But before I go any further, can I like, get your name? Family and given?”
>That’s, like, super rich coming from Miss Fake Nues over here!~
>So like, I’m already getting reader comments on Reimu’s engagement to a salt shaker? And like, they’re asking, “W H Y”? Just like that, in all caps, with spaces between each letter. >And like, I’m totally in the same boat? Why would you, like, marry a salt shaker? You’re like, totally supposed to marry the pepper shaker? Common sense girl, you need some!
>Y’ALL THOUGHT I WAS CRAZY FOR INVESTIGATING THIS, Y’ALL LAUGHED AT ME, BUT WHO’S LAUGHING NOW?!
lightyokai:
Hikari couldn’t help but giggle as the other crashed right into the side of a building. The girl really couldn’t tell she was being fooled. Regardless of such humor, Hikari would float down and make herself known, changing her entire expression and emotion to fit the situation.
“Oh no! Miss are you okay? You just fell from the sky! Are you an angel?” She was trying to appear as a human girl now to trick the reporter. She hoped it would work. Hikari had to change her clothes to fit more along with the people in the village.
The poor bird fluttered around before sitting upright in her fallen state, shaking her head violently to straighten her hair out. She patted herself down, making a sound of relief when her hand hit her pocketed cellphone. She had almost turned her head to the sake shop that broke her flight path when she heard the worried voice calling to her.
“Ack..! I’m fine, I’m fine! Like, step back for a second?” Finding her legs again, Hatate rose to her feet and gave the ground a couple taps with her right foot. “Okay.. yeah, I’m fin- Angel? Like, what’s that? I’m a Tengu, duh! What are you, for that matter?”
lightyokai:
Hikari was listening in on the other and wow–this girl had a verbal tick similar o some of those in America. Spamming the word “like” certainly made her seem like a delinquent. She hadn’t met this cute youkai before–and she was going to abuse this.
Following behind, Hikari let the world just repeat for Hatate. She would just see herself flying, passing by the same things again and again. She would allow this illusion seem like an endless loop–making her laugh.
The illusion could not have been more seamless in Hatate’s eyes; in fact, it was only after a solid minute of flying in the same general direction that she raised an eyebrow and slowed down to examine her surroundings more closely.
“...huh. That’s weird, like, I should’ve at least SEEN the shop in the distanc--”
Hatate had at least collided with something tall and solid after that minute’s worth of flying. Might have crashed right through it had she not been flying slower than her usual pace, instead of face-planting into what looked like nothing and falling to the ground as any other bird would.
honorablejournalism started following you
What an interesting meeting, another tengu! Though this one seems more reputable than a previous client, clear to all by a professional air around the spirit reporter.
He’d hope this youkai was to be a client, or at least someone friendly without having to be overbearing about their hunger. She’d get a friendly wave, and an envious look at those wings she has.
“Good day to you.”
Professional was probably a stretch, but dang it she was trying. Maybe after some food and a good drink it would be in full force. But right now-
“Good day to you too, sir! Are you, like, some kind of blacksmith? What’s your specialty in that regard? How often do you, like, have customers in here? How many are regulars?” -this. This right now.
@lightyokai
“Ayayaye... how’s this for, like, a headline? ‘Breaking News: Hatate Himekaidou, like, Goes Outside’? Ugh, they’d totally eat that ‘like’ up like was some kinda, like, super professional thing, too. That should be informative enough for them to, like, totally not read the article where it says I’m just getting some sake and going back home?”
Now that she was done talking to herself, Hatate would finally fly her way to the sake shop and grab several bottles of her favorites. Unless, of course, some other mischievous youkai were to interrupt her flight there.
“And we’re off! First attack granted to Captain Murasa! What an excellent choice, too! Like, oh my god! Thank your lucky stars there’s a barrier around the arena, folks, otherwise half of you might’ve been wiped out just now–
“By GODS! In nearly an INSTANT, Byakuren had a counterattack for the spell card prepared! A hop to the corner, an immediate pivot, and a grazing right through all those bullets is all she needed to move in for the take-down! If only all this dust and danmaku wasn’t covering up our combatants so we could see if it worked!”
“And- wow... like, it doesn’t look very good for Captain Murasa right now, folks...! It’s that, like, classic ‘I just got all the wind knocked out of me even though I’m a ghost!’ look she’s got. Here’s hoping she can pull off a comeback before this fight ends in the next minute!”
“And she’s-- using the same exact spell she was using before? My gods, I think this match is about to wrap up soon, folks...”
“And we’re off! First attack granted to Captain Murasa! What an excellent choice, too! Like, oh my god! Thank your lucky stars there’s a barrier around the arena, folks, otherwise half of you might’ve been wiped out just now--
“By GODS! In nearly an INSTANT, Byakuren had a counterattack for the spell card prepared! A hop to the corner, an immediate pivot, and a grazing right through all those bullets is all she needed to move in for the take-down! If only all this dust and danmaku wasn’t covering up our combatants so we could see if it worked!”
@reverberatingfantasies @ghostlyanchor
“...and the main event of the Myouren Temple Combat and Compassion Commemoration Festival has begun! First up is Byakuren Hijiri herself, challenged by her fellow Myouren Temple member Captain Murasa! I have been reminded that this is totally not an exhibition match to demonstrate what our contenders and audience can, like, expect for the rest of the month. I have also been cautioned against, like, boring you spectators with a detailed exposition on our contenders’ personal histories and what-not. In any event, like, keep your eyes peeled! It’s sure to be one hell of an opening bout!”
>never thought I’d come to the bunbunmaru’s defense so soon
>Aya’s paper does better and better every issue! >Like, HOW?
spiritdreamiing:
Reimu can’t help but feel like this is an admittedly somewhat clever ploy to get her to talk about something, anything at all, but… she did say that she would answer them as long as it wasn’t related to the topics she mentioned before, and these questions — whether an attempt to dig into deeper topics or not — fall in line with what she said she would answer.
And Reimu’s not certain if she can believe that Hatate is capable of being a schemer. Might as well answer honestly, right?
“Whether or not people find me transparent or trustworthy is entirely up to them. Their opinions of me, regardless of what they are, hold no weight to the fact that I’m the Hakurei Shrine maiden. Even if every human and youkai stopped trusting in me, it would still be my duty to protect them, and all of Gensokyo. Nothing is going to change that.” By the end of her speech, her expression is almost solemn, as though a weight was being pressed on her mind and distracting her from the situation at hand.
Yet as quickly as it came, her somber expression vanishes, and is quickly replaced with one of mild irritation — directed, of course, towards Hatate. “Are you happy with my answers now? Because you’re free to leave any time.”
“...no lie, I can’t really fault you here. Like, at all. Totally.” The first three pages of her notepad are still filled to the brim with notes related to this encounter and Aya’s. “That aura of solemness I felt while you were answering me says more than any amount of facts ever could.” A moment of reflection, and...
“Anyway, I’ll, like, leave you alone for now? Buh-bye!~”
>I’m good at spelling things in a foreign language, honest!
