My ears guide me to a young looking girl with peculiar wings. Precious gemstones hang from them. I have to assume that this is Flandre.
Flandre:"Sister gave me a toy early! I must've been good, huh?"
27:"V-Very good I'm sure."
Flandre:"Mhm, Mhm. I usually only get one every few days! But I got two in a row, lucky!"
Flandre nods her head. I take a look around the room, there's pink everywhere. Toys are littered all around the place. They range from small horses to dress up dolls most of them broken or battered, there's also stuffed animals all over her bed again half of them are torn apart with stuffing strewn all over the place. It's what I imagine the quintessential girls bedroom would be... well if it wasn't destroyed. Unlike her sister, Flandre seems to act her age... or at least how she looks. Flandre stares at me expectantly.
27:"So, do you want to like, play a game o-"
Flandre:"Yes! Yes I do!"
Flandre gets up from where she was sitting, seemingly extremely excited about the prospects of playing a game.
Flandre:"You're one of the first to ask!"
27:"oh? Well what do people usually do?"
Flandre:"Some of them try fight me. 'course, I always win, I'm real strong, y'know."
Flandre puffs out her chest, proud of how strong she is.
27:"I'm sure you are, none of them have gotten you yet have they."
Flandre:"Nope, never will too. Last one just screamed. So I went-"
Flandre takes out an odd looking implement and then reels back pointing it at the wall, in one swift motion she launches it through the wall breaking it apart so effortlessly that it makes me shudder.
Flandre:"whu-bow! Y'know?"
She puts her hand out and the spear thingy comes flying back into her grasp.
27:"Y-Yeah... you sure taught him"
My plan is to indulge her as much as possible until I can find a way out or Sakuya is ordered to come collect me, until then I need to do my absolute best to stay alive, if I get tired and fall asleep she'll kill me, I absolutely need to keep up with her in her games as well. If what she's saying is right, and her only interaction is with people she kills within minutes of meeting. Then she probably craves conversation. I can use that to stall her for quite a while I think.
27:"Ah- uh... my name's 27, by the way. What's yours?"
Flandre:"27? That's stupid, your names stupid... I'll call you... . hmm... Twenny. You like it? I thought it up all by myself!"
Flandre looks proud of herself so I play into that.
27:"Strong and a genius huh, you really have it all don't you Flandre. I'll be Twenny from here on out then."
Flandre:"Yes! I knew it was good! You gotta be Twenny forever now ok! Your name's Twenny now got it?"
27:"Of course, if the great Flandre gives me a new name, how could I refuse?"
Flandre nods her head quickly, proud of her naming capabilities. I've gained a bit of confidence in talking to her.
Flandre:"Now let's play! What should we play Twenny? What's your favourite game!?"
27:"Hmm... my favourite game... that is a tough one. I think my favourite game is whatever you want to play."
Flandre:"For real!? I get to pick?"
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Average mans trip to Gensokyo
FantasyAn average guy unlike any other is sent to the world of Gensokyo through a gap. He has no idea whats going on around him nor what he should do about it. How will he fare in this world? For how long will he make it in a world where regular people m...