The Touhou RPG

The phantom stares

the black mess stopped growing

Cirno smiles.

Hmm...I get the same feeling... Patchouli agrees, combing her hair then putting on her hat.

Reisen couldn't move any farther.

Sakuya quickly knocks on Patchouli's door. Uhh, I hate to disturb you Miss Patchouli, but you might want to see this... Sakuya says in a clearly concerned tone of voice.

The phantoms left her alone

The shadow becomes thicker

Well, we've invited a friend, we've got our personal rooms decorated. What should we do now?

Rumia asks, her smile still present.

Veledren stands and gathers the armor, he quickly changes. He collects the blade, still in it's sheath, and secures it to the belt. He looks to Patchouli, and then nods.

(Well, fun as this is. I've stayed up long enough. Seeya.)

Hmm...Eye'm getting hungry.

Patchouli just puts her dress on over what she's wearing instead of changing, she then exits her room.

Reisen passes out.

We might want to run...

(See you tommorow.)

Nedus got up onto Sakuyas ear "You coward" He said into hers ear, then disappears

The shadow mess grows tentcacles

Sakyuya was angered by this, but ignored it.

Nedus laughed

Flandre poked at the black mess

No, no, Flandre. Don't touch that thing. Remilia said.

Flandre got confuse "Then I eat it?"

No...We don't eat strange things. Remilia replied.

Oh, of course. Then let's check the kitchen. There should be something we can make.

Rumia replies as she begins on her way to the kitchen.

Veledren steps out of the room, he looks at the mass of shadow.

.... Great...

He sighs, and then unsheathes his blade. He moves his hand along it, and the patterns on the blade begin to glow.

(So, what do you think of my first signature? Font is a little basic, but I only had that to work with.)

Cirno follows her.

I think I recongnize that thing...

(It's awesome! Did you draw it yourself?)

"Why?" She asked

A phantom rosed from the ground. It stared at Veledren

(I dont think so.

A side note, some phantoms cant speak.)

Rumia checked the cabinets in the kitchen, there was a variety of food to work with. It only need to be prepared, she smiles.

Okay, it's your choice of dinner.

Veledren readies stance and stares at the Phantom.

(Nah, I didn't draw it. I just took a decent picture, cropped it, and then put on the font. A pretty basic process. I managed to add a specialized font after figuring it out. Looks even better. If you want one with a similar design, find a picture and (optionally) find a font. And a quote too if you'd like.)

Cirno gets some ice cream, some marsh mellows, and some chocolate.

Patchouli stares at the phantom.

Because we must be charismatic. Plus that thing might be dangerous. Remilia notes.

(Still pretty awesome though.)

Rumia ponders for a moment.

Wouldn't that be more of a dessert, Cirno?

Veledren does not attack yet, he only stands to defend himself and Patchouli.

(Heh, thank you. Maybe I should start a topic for Signature requests?)

Eye guess your right. Cirno looks around for something different.

Im not sure if I can handle darkness...

(You can, though you might not get many requests, But you can.)

Rumia smiles and crouches down somewhat, helping her look around for food.

Hm... How about this? You can go and gather everyone you want to come here. And I'll make a dinner for all of us, we have enough here for a feast, dedicated to the Strongest.

She says to Cirno, as she looks about for food.

Veledren looks over to Patchouli.

It's okay. Even if we're trapped in there, we can light the way.

Okay! Eye will go get all our friends! Cirno agrees.

Patchouli remains silent for a minute... ...Right, we can do this.

Rumia smiles once more.

Yay! I'll make the dinner as best as I can, then!

Veledren nods, he moves his arm to allow Patchouli to take hold. The sword continues to glow in it's patterns.

(Made the topic for signature requests, should be pretty simple for everyone.)

Cirno flies off to find the others.

Patchouli holds onto his arm.

Rumia begins to make the dinner at a swift, yet graceful pace.

Veledren nods, and then he begins to slowly advance. Letting Patchouli keep pace.

We'll just take it slow. Okay?