#hauntedgensokyo

[knowledge-and-shadow]

[[☘ Is there anything that makes you instantly want to follow someone? Other than absence of birds, of course.]]

[[A few things. Usually some combination of me knowing the writer, liking the character, and having some idea on how to make my character interacting with them make sense.

[[This is why I follow Sats and Sturm’s Pokemon characters, but not anyone’s Kancolle characters. Bri is a witch, and that’s a connection that Patchouli can work with; Diana is a connection beyond that. Shipgirls, though, I just can’t make work with Patchouli, so I don’t try. Same with the Vampire the Masquerade, Elder Scrolls, Singularity and other assorted weirdos who bothered President Eden.]]

[[This is also why your Andorian isn’t going to get a follow from Patchouli, btw. No offense.]]

[wanderinghellkitten]

@hauntedgensokyo

As someone who considers herself a feline Youkai, Hailey is all too familiar with the saying “curiosity killed the cat.” Nevertheless, she finds herself following up on rumors every now and then, whenever one happens to pique her curiosity.

So here she is, investigating some rumors she heard about an “Evil spirit” of some sort haunting a quiet valley near the Hakurei Shrine. Honestly, to even call them rumors would be generous; she’d overheard a few farmers talking about some strange happenings, and theorizing about a ghost. But still, it sounded uncannily like the sort of thing that prompted the creation of dark cults back home, and Hailey can’t help but draw parallels.

She knows that if it was really a problem, someone else could easily sort it out. She knows that if there is an evil spirit, they’d probably be well versed enough with magic to cause her plenty of trouble. She knows that she’s probably wasting her tine. But still, here she is, in that quiet little valley near the Hakurei Shrine, her every step betraying her caution.

“Nice and quiet, yes. Perhaps too quiet.”

[queen-of-spinspin]

Hey, that's not a bad idea! Don't mind Mima; she's just going to go ahead and develop a spell to turn floors into lava.

“Don’t you dare!”

Mima no. Mima please. Mima. Mima.

[darkarchercatalyst]

Perhaps a silly question, but what DID Oscar do to earn your ire? Something from the lore or did he fail you in some way?

Nothing lore-wise. Oscar’s a pretty likable guy in his base game and in Fire Emblem Heroes. In FEH your summons are based on rarity and color. You get to choose 1-5 out of five orbs randomly selected from 4 colors each time you summon, and rarity is based on percentage (3% for 5* Focus, 3% for 5* normal, 58% for 4*, and 36% for 3*). 5* Focus is specifically the 3-4 characters highlighted by that summoning banner, while normal 5* can be any unit in the pool. For every 5 heroes you summon without getting a 5* your percentage for each 5* category gets bumped by 0.25% which resets whenever you do get a 5* hero.

At the time, Nephenee and Oscar were on the same banner with the same color (blue), meaning that if I was specifically drawing for Nephenee then she was sharing the 5* Focus chance with Oscar. I proceeded to draw 5* Oscar 7 times over the course of 40-60 summons, which is statistically anomalous at best and downright infuriating at worst, made ever worse by the fact that I failed to get Nephenee whatsoever, and since I was drawing 5*s regularly my chances kept resetting.

So yeah, Oscar offended the math part of my brain. All is forgiven now though.

[ugandanknux-blog]

"A fine morning to you, noble guest." Ghosts, in YOUR inbox? More likely than you'd think! Free PC scan here! "Have you found the queen of your way?"

“Ah, A  fine morning to you too, O Gracious Host.”  Knux hoped the morning would stay fine, but life (and indeed, death.) seemed to always have its Way. “Alas, The Queen is no where to be found, though i feel that perhaps….i may find her soon. Until then, i thank you for your hospitality to me.” 

[reverberatingfantasies-blog]

“I suddenly have a sense of dread. That’s never good...“

[ac-generations]

@hauntedgensokyo

(Tokyo, 1890)

Darkness loomed over the crowded streets of Tokyo. The sounds of the cold wind howling into the darkness above the gaslights as a small cold breeze sweep over the city itself. The sun slowly setting just below the horizon, marking an end to another day here in the land of the rising sun. Of course, living here in the city would be just about as busy as usual with the people going about their daily lives. But for the assassin, Kazetani Tadamichi, it was almost as if everything that had fallen around him.

It has been over 22 years since the Boshin War, and at this moment in time, the assassins of Japan had literally dwindled in numbers. Ever since the war between the Tokugawa Shogun and the Meiji Emperor, the Templars had been hunting down key members of the brotherhood, dwindling their influence and pushing them out of the country. Now with the Templars having full control of Japan they have placed political puppets within the imperial court and had been secretly pulling the emperor’s strings from the shadows. There was no portion of Japanese society that they do not control, nor any industry that escapes their grim touch. 

Now, with Tadamichi being one of the few remaining assassins in Japan, he was now being actively hunted by the Templars in an effort to wipe out any remaining traces of the brotherhood. Still, it would be like any day that Tadamichi himself that trouble would follow him around. 

The assassin would soon shake out of his own thoughts when he happens to lay eyes on his target, Yuyuko Saigyouji, or known as “The Cherry Blossom Killer.” If he were to recall correctly, Yuyuko was a daughter of a noble house and suspected power behind an arms dealer. She had been a target of the Brotherhood for at least several years, and Tadamichi had a hard time trying to track her since the assassins were almost diminished which made intelligence gathering extremely difficult. But with Yuyuko showing up at a dinner party, she pretty much did more than enough to sign in her own death warrant. 

Yet, for some odd reason, the assassin had this gut feeling that this so-called party was a trap set up since the intel almost felt too good to be true. Which means that he’ll have to proceed with extreme caution. Taking a deep breath, Tadamichi slowly dawns his hood and moves in towards his intended target, stealthfully moving amongst the crowd while careful not to draw attention to himself. 

(BMS: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bLZ6fPSxjbw)

[utsutori]

[[Horrible mullets aside, I get the need to wear skin conforming clothing when one is that ripped, but what the deus is going on at the shoulders there?

UTSU, SHARE YOUR ART-ER KNOWLEDGE!]]

you remember that donut head “trend” a few years ago

that, but with shoulders