Believe in Me, Because I Don't Believe in Anything Parsee was easily found, at any time after the New Years Party, at the Shrine. Even after Melinoe's disappearance, she was just busily sweeping around with a very old looking broom, or pounding on a Taiko drum that had seen better years. If you caught her mid-task, you might hear her whispering 'there, you happy? Shut up for a bit, would ya?' to her various tools. The spiritually attuned, or anyone who'd talked to her probably knew that there were several tsukumogami, awakened tools and musical instruments in the shrine complex, being kept busy by her.
She kept everything clean, and if anyone came to worship, she'd either holler for Viridi or listen to their prayers. A little sign said 'leave the offerings on the altar and show your prayer to the local spirit.' It was better than her eating the prayers.
But what was weird was that, when she didn't think anyone was looking? Parsee seemed to be smiling. Not much. Not broadly. But she was smiling. While people were aware she was a vengeful spirit, there'd been a lot of attempts to treat her differently, to suggest she could be different. And though she hadn't necessarily noticed it herself, something might have slowly begun to change.
Tremors Greaaaaaat. Parsee was gripping the nearest tree for support and shouting at the Void anywhere that she could seem to find hints of it. "Keep it together you!" She was still, apparently, convinced that the Void itself was a person on some level who could be convinced, coaxed, cajoled and reasoned with.
Either way, as things collapsed around her, she gritted her teeth and looked over at whoever she saw nearest to her. "The hell is going on this time?"
Whiskey Tango Foxtrot?!? Parsee was inside of the Wall Market, staring at the old 'palace' of Don Corneo, not for the first time. As she looked up at the structure, muttering something about how it should really be torn down, but not doing anything about it for the ten-thousandth time, she heard a noise to her right. A can was kicked, and then there it was. Gah, that Nug. The terror of Wall Market.
"Ugh, you ugly bastard. Go on, leave me alone. What do you want anyway? I'm not here for eggs," she said, fending off an egg that it picked up and cast out of the way. She was about to have some serious words with it when suddenly, it let out a sound and was surrounded by a nimbus of light as it came in contact with errant strands of mana mist having floated down to the Market. And then, as the light surrounded it... something amazing happened!
When the light faded, a fully grown bluurgobos was standing there. It let out a wark, charged and barreled right past her, sending the spirit sprawling to the ground with a squawk of her own. "WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON AROUND HERE?!?" she shouted as the myth of the ghost of Wall Market continued to its next evolution.
Parsee Mizuhashi | Touhou Project | OTA
Parsee was easily found, at any time after the New Years Party, at the Shrine. Even after Melinoe's disappearance, she was just busily sweeping around with a very old looking broom, or pounding on a Taiko drum that had seen better years. If you caught her mid-task, you might hear her whispering 'there, you happy? Shut up for a bit, would ya?' to her various tools. The spiritually attuned, or anyone who'd talked to her probably knew that there were several tsukumogami, awakened tools and musical instruments in the shrine complex, being kept busy by her.
She kept everything clean, and if anyone came to worship, she'd either holler for Viridi or listen to their prayers. A little sign said 'leave the offerings on the altar and show your prayer to the local spirit.' It was better than her eating the prayers.
But what was weird was that, when she didn't think anyone was looking? Parsee seemed to be smiling. Not much. Not broadly. But she was smiling. While people were aware she was a vengeful spirit, there'd been a lot of attempts to treat her differently, to suggest she could be different. And though she hadn't necessarily noticed it herself, something might have slowly begun to change.
Tremors
Greaaaaaat. Parsee was gripping the nearest tree for support and shouting at the Void anywhere that she could seem to find hints of it. "Keep it together you!" She was still, apparently, convinced that the Void itself was a person on some level who could be convinced, coaxed, cajoled and reasoned with.
Either way, as things collapsed around her, she gritted her teeth and looked over at whoever she saw nearest to her. "The hell is going on this time?"
Whiskey Tango Foxtrot?!?
Parsee was inside of the Wall Market, staring at the old 'palace' of Don Corneo, not for the first time. As she looked up at the structure, muttering something about how it should really be torn down, but not doing anything about it for the ten-thousandth time, she heard a noise to her right. A can was kicked, and then there it was. Gah, that Nug. The terror of Wall Market.
"Ugh, you ugly bastard. Go on, leave me alone. What do you want anyway? I'm not here for eggs," she said, fending off an egg that it picked up and cast out of the way. She was about to have some serious words with it when suddenly, it let out a sound and was surrounded by a nimbus of light as it came in contact with errant strands of mana mist having floated down to the Market. And then, as the light surrounded it... something amazing happened!
When the light faded, a fully grown bluurgobos was standing there. It let out a wark, charged and barreled right past her, sending the spirit sprawling to the ground with a squawk of her own. "WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON AROUND HERE?!?" she shouted as the myth of the ghost of Wall Market continued to its next evolution.