DOSU in the City (Black), The Yu-Camp
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Apr 8, 2010, 5:41:58 PM4/8/10
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"Seventeen hundred hour. All Yukkuris report to the feeding hall.
Violators will be squashed on sight."
Reimu moaned and turned over in her little cot, and flipped around to
leave her extremely cramped cubicle to trudge down the small narrow
plank that would lead her to the ground level of her unit. Following
her are more yukkuris, filing out of their own individual cubicles
with similar groans and sullen faces. A few koyukkuris walked out of
their cubicles, alone and confused, before moving down the planks to
find their parents. The mass of yukkuris trudged slowly on the small
narrow dirt path, and eventually joined a larger group of yukkuris on
the dark brown main street. The street branched off to an underground
facility where the yukkuris get their daily rations.
The yukkuris eat one meal a day, composed of raw garbage, leftover
trash from the local super market, animal guts and excrements from the
local farms, chemical waste from a nearby factory, and other
incomprehensible items that are mixed and churned up into a grayish
sludge. A small amount of nutrients are mixed into the sludge and
then pumped out onto a dirty sectioned trough, carefully portioned to
be just enough. Reimu bit into the sludge and felt her stomach churn
at the taste, but she swallowed it and slowly ingested the slightly
poisonous food.
The yukkuris are filthy, and their skins sank in on their famished
cheeks, shining with a sickly dull shade. The hair is ragged and in
shambles, like a hastily put-together scarecrow made out of dried up
weeds. The yukkuri accessories are scratched up and ripped in many
places, though they seem to be the cleanest part of their body. Their
eyes are hollow, the teeth a sallow brown-black color, and some of the
yukkuris threw up unhealthy looking black bean-paste that are half-
rotten and half-expired. The vomit is left as-is on the floor, and
the small outdoor pass that they walk by every day is a dark black
color that seemed to absorb light from the surroundings.
The street has been covered in vomit, excrements and dead yukkuris,
trampled upon, and then re-covered for so many years that it formed a
grotesque pavement. A few human guards watched the yukkuris march
past them, armed with batons while a machine gun nest that fires low
velocity rubber pellets sat on an overlook tower nearby. Even if
rubber pellets are mostly an annoyance that causes nothing more than
bruises amongst humans, the penetration force is sufficient to wound
and kill yukkuris like a bullet would a human. There's also no risk
of friendly fire, which is a plus.
Can't take it easy.
Reimu is so tired.
Reimu sleeps so much every day but keep waking up so tired.
Reimu can't exercise, can't walk around, can't rub-rub with other
yukkuris when she wants.
The easy place is so small, Reimu has no room to stretch-stretch.
It's not really an easy place at all... cold in the winter and hot in
the summer, and mister rain gets inside sometimes...
Reimu wants to have little ones, but she can't. Not in this
condition.
Reimu is so tired.
Reimu can't take it easy.
=====================================
In the fallout of the DOS Incident, government sanctioned and
sponsored yukkuri-camps popped up around the nation. Completely
enclosed areas that are monitored by armed guards and video
surveillance 24/7, there are camps as small as a warehouse and as
large as three football stadiums put together. After the
extermination of all the Dosu-yukkuris in the nation, the scientists
worked with whatever resources they had left over and came to a
conclusion a key part of the dosu-yukkuri evolution was the "easy-
factor".
In essence, by eliminating the ability for yukkuris to take it easy,
they would never evolve into a dosu-yukkuri. There are other unknown
factors, but this was agreed upon as the largest and most important
one.
So the objective for the camps was simple.
Collect all the wild and city yukkuris and make sure they can't take
it easy.
"How would anybody ever stop the yukkuris, who are in essence beings
that were born to take it easy, from taking it easy?"
The answer was not that simple. While it is true that "taking it
easy" was part of the dosu-yukkuri evolution, the extermination of the
dosu-yukkuris had meant that scientists had precious few resources to
work with. After all, most pet yukkuris are taking it very easy. Why
don't they become dosu-yukkuris?
While scientists researched the exact cause, the few causes of known
"easiness" were found and eliminated.
Food.
Shelter.
Babies.
The big three for yukkuri-easiness were curbed to the extreme.
The methods that achieve these goals are not consistent across the
camps, and this one in particular was viciously infamous for the
extreme restrictions placed on the yukkuris.
Yukkuris are given only one meal a day, an extremely disgusting sludge
that is borderline poisonous. Normal wild yukkuris would eat three
meals a day plus numerous little desserts. This sludge contained the
most basic nutrients and contains the bare minimum nutrients to keep
the yukkuris from starving to death. Cannibalizing was common, but
the offenders were always executed in fear of having too much food.
Yukkuris are kept confined in extremely tight cubicles, which is
layered with a basic cot and barely any room to move in. The cubicles
resemble the cardboard boxes that new basketballs come in, except it
is made out of metal. Every day after the meals, the yukkuris are
forced back into their own cubicles, and a stainless steel gate would
be closed on them. Once inside the cubicles, the yukkuris cannot
stretch-stretch and can only move forward or backwards a little bit,
and make a limited rotation at the expensive of scratching themselves
against the unpolished metal surface. Any excrements would have to be
cleaned up or recycled by the yukkuris themselves, so many yukkuris
have resorted to pee-peeing out the small grated gate. Once a month
they will be allowed to have a free day, for the sake of refreshing
and reproducing. If there aren't enough koyukkuris being born, they
will be forced to reproduce via rapist Alices.
After all, humanity only wants to contain the yukkuris, not drive them
into extinction.
The yukkuri units are extremely compact, and thus it is beneficial and
space-saving to layer the cubicles in towering rows and columns that
can reach up to 10 meters tall. The units have a tiny ramp that leads
to the ground floor, just wide enough for an adult yukkuri to walk
on. Any slight bump can send a yukkuri tumbling to their death, and
yukkuris jumping off their own walkways in despair are a frequent
sight. The metal cubicles have formed huge towers that are split
into individual units, and they are cleaned infrequently. Sick
yukkuris in the camp have a 100% mortality rate.
Also, the metal cubicles are subject to the extreme temperatures of
summer and winter.
During the summers, the top floor of the units will absorb the
scorching sunlight and can reach 130-150 degrees Fahrenheit in a
matter of minutes, sometimes cooking the occupants within. During the
winter, the cold of the steel can freeze many yukkuris to death in
their cubicles, since they are not given additional winter regalia
besides a flimsy cardboard to cover the grated gate. The ground-floor
is susceptible to flooding from heavy rains and heavy snow, and deaths
came in hundreds every season. The dead yukkuris found in cubicles
will be added to the daily ration, and ironically it is the most
nutritious item.
Finally, koyukkuris.
The koyukkuris are a great source of easiness for parent yukkuris.
The more kids, the better.
"Reimu's little ones are so cute!!"
"Marisa's little one looks just like Marisa, ze!"
"Mukyuuu, Patchouli's little one, study hard and become knowledgeable
like mommy!"
"DICCCK!!!!"
So the breeding has been limited.
The food given to any family is the same... 3 yukkuri portions. The
more kids they have, the less food each individual koyukkuri will have
for themselves, and thus they are far more likely to starve to
death. Yukkuris are forced to give birth mammalian style to avoid
giving the kids an easy-meal of mister stalk. All offenders will have
their stalks broken off and recycled.
"REIMU'S BABIEEEEZZZZ!!!! WHHYYYYYYY!!!!"
"Mister human don't bully Reimu and give back little ones!!!"
"Shut your trap."
"YUBEEHHH!! YUPLEH-"
"NOOOO!! SDOB IDDDD!!! SDOB HIDDING DEIBBBUUUUUUU!"
"MISDER SDOB IDDDDD!"
"You want some too?"
"NOOOOYUBLEH-"
"D... Deibu's...beaudiful...deeth....."
"Mawiza's.... hair...."
So most families have given up on having more than one kid.
"Yuuu, Mwommie, Weimu wands a liddle shister..."
"Yu, little one understand easy... there won't be enough mister munch-
munch if mommy and daddy have more than one little one..."
"Yuuu, but mister sludge-sludge just comes out..."
"Yu, mister sludge-sludge will only come out for three yukkuris per
family..."
"That's right, ze. Little one understand easy..."
"Yu.... can'd dage id eajy..."
"Yu... it's time to go, ze."
"Yuuuu, but Weimu wands choo wub-wub more..."
"Yuuu, don't be stubborn little one, or little one won't be able to
take it easy anymore..."
"YUUUUU!! NOOOO! Weimu wands choo wub-wub!!!!"
"Y... YUUU! Little one, stop that!!!"
"Nooo!! Little one, please stoppp!!!"
"YUUEEENNNN!!!! MWOMMI....E?"
"What have we here?"
"Y... YUUUUU!! Little one was just.. just... having a tummy ache!!!
Little one wasn't trying to stay longer with mommy and daddy or
anything!!! So please let little one go!!!"
"MWOMMIEEE!!! SABE DEIBBUUUUU!!"
"I see. You know the rules, no exceptions."
"NOOO!! MISDER SDOPPPP-"
Splurt.
"Better luck next time."
""YUUOOOOOOO LIDDLE ONEEEEEEE!!!!""
All the yukkuri-family relationships were monitored strictly. Since
koyukkuris are a great source of "easiness", the families are not
allowed to spend much time together.
The only free time they have to rub-rub is during the feeding time and
the monthly free time. They are kept in separate cubicles at all
times, just like every other yukkuri. The lack of rub-rub will
dramatically bring down the kinship between the parent and
koyukkuris.
Any koyukkuris attempting to stay together with their parents will be
executed on the spot, no exceptions.
The camps were designed to wear down the spirits of the yukkuri.
The ability to take it easy was slowly being bred out.
With the ability to take it easy taken away, there will be no more DOS
Incidents, and humanity's safety from these monstrous creatures will
be assured.
This is Reimu's little story.
==================================
There is only one period of free time every day.
Feeding time at seventeen hundred hour.
During the rest of the time, Reimu has nothing to do besides sleep.
Their movements were restricted, but thankfully it is Spring and the
weather was quite pleasant. A gentle spring breeze filled Reimu's
humid cubicle, and she sighed with relief from the sweet smelling
wind.
Honeysuckle? No, Cherry blossom. Her memories told her this much.
Reimu took a deep breath as the wind died down. The smell of the
unsanitary cubicle wafted back into her nose and she coughed. Stale
bean paste, pee-pee, yukkuri sweat and saliva, poo-poo and rotting
yukkuris.
Reimu is almost two years old. Her parents had long passed away,
leaving her alone in the world. They left her only the faint memories
of what life had been like before the yukkuri camps, and their love.
She closed her eyes and tried to recall those memories, it comforted
her to think about things that did not belong to mister humans.
They were her own.
A faint smell of pine. A gentle rustle of something soft under her
feet. Something... sweet. Something sour, but tangy.
A crunchy nut.
Something savory. A flower filled with the morning dew.
Easy things that were a smeared blur in her mind. Random colors
popped into her mind as she thought about these things that she has
never seen before in her life, and probably never will. Her visions
darkened and colors appeared in her mind.
Shade of green. Shade of brown. A little red spot here and there.
Some dark blue ones and a deep violet. A small pinkish thing.
And then those colors faded, replaced by the hard metallic shine of
her cubicle.
Reimu's the 3rd generation of yukkuris being bred in this camp. The
distant ancestral memories of the forest and the wild life were
disappearing little by little with every generation.
The parents don't have much time to talk to their koyukkuris, and so
the koyukkuris never really learn what their parents know beyond what
little they inherited upon birth.
They don't have any survival skills, and they also don't have any
sense of direction like wild animals. Even if they left the compound,
the only thing that would await them is death.
Reimu shook these thoughts out of her mind, feeling a little piece of
herself float away once again. She wondered how long it would be
before she snaps and throws herself off the long slope down.
Her best friend, Chen, threw herself off the top of the unit a month
ago, chanting to herself "Chen gets it~ Chen gets it~" the whole week
before. Reimu was saddened by the events, but it's nothing new.
This sort of stuff happened daily.
Reimu also doesn't plan to have little ones. That maternal part had
already died long ago after seeing what happens to families with
little koyukkuris. Little bits of her essence as a yukkuri don't
seem like they exist.
She's sick. Maybe not physically, but she felt little frays of her
mind coming apart every day, like an invisible hand tugging at the
frayed edges little by little. She felt easiness leaking out of her,
and Reimu had decided that she'd take the big easy herself long before
the last vestige of her easiness disappeared.
Reimu felt her eyelids growing heavy, as the mid-afternoon sun warmed
up her metal cube.
Another feeling came to her.
The warm sunshine on her face. That was definitive. A feeling of
easy.
Reimu wants to enjoy this warm sunshine. Outside of this compound.
In the grass.
But that's just a dream.
===================
"Seventeen hundred hour. All Yukkuris report to the feeding hall.
Violators will be squashed on sight."
Reimu filed out of her cubicle in accordance to the mechanical voice
on the loudspeaker as the gate opened, and she carefully walked down
the narrow slope towards the bottom of her unit. A loud scream came
from above and she caught a panicked face for a fraction of a second
before it passed her by, landing with a loud splash on the bottom of
the 10 meter tall habitat unit like a water balloon.
Was it a Marisa? Or Chen? Patchouli?
Reimu doesn't care. When she got down to the bottom of the slope, she
saw a small ribbon on the side of a big brown splatter, already
trampled into the pavement by hundreds of other blank-faced yukkuris.
Ah, A Reimu.
"Yu! Reimu, take it easy!"
"... Take it easy, Marisa."
Marisa came hopping up to Reimu, and she quickly rubbed up against
Reimu before moving forward together with her.
Marisa is the one new friend she has made in this compound. Marisa
had come to this compound about two weeks ago, and Reimu guessed she
was thrown away my mister humans. An energetic yukkuri by most
standards, Reimu felt a strange attraction to Marisa. Reliable and
full of ideas, Marisa had always told Reimu outlandish stories of the
outside and what trees were like and what human foods were like.
Reimu gobbled the stories right up. It gave her hope, and for a
fraction of the time every day, Reimu felt like she could really take
it easy. Reimu had never been outside, so these stories filled up her
bean paste with vivid dreams at night.
"Mister trees are tall and green, ze!! Some mister trees are as tall
as mister humans!! Or even taller!! Taller than even mister fence!!"
"Yuuuu-"
"And mister human foods are so delicious, ze!! Marisa wants to have
another bite some day!!!"
"Yuuuu-"
"There are big easy places, and warm soft mister grass that yukkuris
can lay down to take easy afternoon naps!!!"
"Yuuuu-"
"Marisa isn't lying, ze!! Marisa knows!"
"Marisa, take it easy. Reimu believes Marisa~ but there's no use in
telling Reimu~ "
"Yuuuuu!!! Reimu is always like that!!"
"Yu, because Reimu is still stuck here~"
"Yugu-"
Marisa stayed silent the rest of the trip to the feeding hall, deep in
thought.
"YUUGGGIIIIII!!! MARISA CAN'T TAKE THIS!!!! MARISA IS ESCAPING
EASYYYY!!!"
Reimu, Marisa and a bunch of yukkuris stopped to look at the source of
the voice. A pale looking Marisa had snapped, and was running
directly towards a few of the guards who had their backs turned.
"STUPID MISTER HUMAN DIE EASYYYY!!"
Marisa rammed into one of the guards, and rolled swiftly around his
leg to continue running. The guard looked surprised at the bump, and
turned around to look for Marisa, but she was already dashing towards
the front gate.
"YUUU!! Marisa made it!!! Marisa made it!!! Marisa can take it-"
Ratatatatata.
"YUBLEHH!!?!? YUGIII-"
A rain of bright red rubber pellets the size of thumbs pounded Marisa
into the floor, and splattered her on the ground like a cup of spilled
coffee. Marisa's surprised expression lingered, and the corpse would
be left on the pavement until it rots away naturally.
Reimu and Marisa looked at the corpse along with about fifty other
yukkuris, then they turned and continued walking.
"That's right, keep walking. There's nowhere to go, and nowhere to
run. You guys are not that dumb."
*****
Reimu gobbled up her sludge with little enthusiasm along with Marisa,
and Marisa blurted out a thought between bites.
"Is Reimu satisfied with just staying here? Doesn't Reimu want to get
out of here, ze?"
"Yu..."
Of course she does.
All the yukkuris want to take it easy, and getting as far away from
this place is a good start.
"Marisa will find a way, ze!! Marisa promises Reimu!!"
"... Yu, Reimu won't count on it."
"YUUGGIIIIII!!! Marisa will do it!!!"
"Sure sure... take it easy."
"Believe in Marisa, ze!! Marisa will get Reimu and all the other
yukkuris out!!"
"Yu, that's nice~"
Reimu didn't think too much about Marisa's words. Yukkuris thought
about that all the time here, and every single one of those yukkuris
die. Most were abandoned pets that were smarter than the average wild
yukkuri, desperate to go back to a life of pampering, while others
were wild yukkuris that had missed the forest and wanted to go back to
their beloved wilderness.
None of them ever made it out.
However, Reimu didn't see Marisa the next day at feeding time. She
wondered about Marisa, maybe even worried for a bit... but that
feeling quickly went away as there's no use in worrying. Yukkuris
died here on a regular basis, it would be nothing new if Marisa
disappeared. She'd just be another yukkuri. Another number to be
added to the statistics. Just another homesick pet yukkuri left by
her owner at the compound.
Reimu just hoped Marisa wouldn't do anything stupid.
============
A small murmur woke Reimu up. Her neighbor, an Alice, is knocking on
the side of her cubicle lightly.
"Yu? Alice? It's the middle of the night.. Reimu wants to sleep
easy..."
"Yu, pass the word on. A yukkuri found an opening in the mister
fence!"
"YUYUYU!??!?"
"SHHHH! Keep it down or mister humans will hear!!! There will be more
information tomorrow!!"
"Yu.... Understood easy..."
Something that has never happened before.
As far as Reimu knows, this entire compound has been an impenetrable
fortress. Somehow, a yukkuri had gotten outside of the security and
found a crack in this fortress wall. For the first time in her yu-
life, Reimu was excited.
There was a glimmer of hope.
She eagerly knocked on the metal siding with her braid, and passed the
word on.
=============
"Seventeen hundred hour. All Yukkuris report to the feeding hall.
Violators will be squashed on sight."
"Did Chen hear too?"
"Chen knows~! But Chen doesn't know how it happened... How did it
happen? Alice? Chen doesn't get it....."
"Yu, Chen is asking the wrong yukkuri. Alice doesn't know... "
"Yu..."
The yukkuris were almost bursting with excitement the next day,
chatting quietly to make sure the guards don't hear their
conversation. Word had gotten around with the hole in the mister
fence surrounding the compound, and suddenly there was a glimmer of
happiness spreading through the yukkuris. Reimu looked around and saw
for the first time, bright faces. Hollow eyes were filled with
energy, and many faces glinted with hope. Many yukkuris were bouncing
with a spring in their step, and Reimu couldn't help but get caught up
in the mood. Her feet felt lighter, and the meal tasted better that
day.
But Marisa was still missing.
***
Later that night, an eagerly anticipated knock on the side of her
cube.
"Yu, is Reimu still awake?"
"Yu yu!! Reimu is awake!!"
"Yu, mister hole is located near mister feed hall. All the yukkuris
can leave through mister hole!!"
"Yu yu yu yu!?!?"
"The free day is coming this weekend!! All the yukkuris can leave that
day!! There are fewer mister humans that day, if all the yukkuris try
to escape at once, there will for sure be a lot of yukkuris that can
make it outside!!!"
A thousand thoughts flooded into Reimu's mind.
How could something like this be true?
The little cubicle, this not-easy compound that she has lived in for
all these years have suddenly become obsolete. Reimu can leave, and
Reimu can finally take it easy outside, away from this not-easy place.
Reimu can find a nice nest in the forest, eat mister berries and take
it easy with mister sun.
Maybe one of the yukkuris that escapes with her will be willing to
take it easy with Reimu. They'll have a bunch of cute little ones...
6-7 cute little ones, and they will greet them with a hearty "Take it
easy!!!" when they are born. They will teach them all about the
dangerous mister humans and how to stay away from them, and they will
teach the little ones about mister winter, mister summer, and all the
seasons in between.
She thought about the bright pine trees, the blooming flowers that
were embedded in her memories. She thought about seeing those trees
and flowers for the first time in her life... Reimu thought about the
possibility of taking some food from the not-easy mister humans and
trying out a delicious cake, something Marisa had said was a very easy
food...
Reimu thought about a lot of things that night. Reimu thought about
Marisa.
Is Marisa ok? Will Marisa be able to find her way to the exit?
Will Reimu see Marisa again?
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Violators will be squashed on sight."
Reimu moaned and turned over in her little cot, and flipped around to
leave her extremely cramped cubicle to trudge down the small narrow
plank that would lead her to the ground level of her unit. Following
her are more yukkuris, filing out of their own individual cubicles
with similar groans and sullen faces. A few koyukkuris walked out of
their cubicles, alone and confused, before moving down the planks to
find their parents. The mass of yukkuris trudged slowly on the small
narrow dirt path, and eventually joined a larger group of yukkuris on
the dark brown main street. The street branched off to an underground
facility where the yukkuris get their daily rations.
The yukkuris eat one meal a day, composed of raw garbage, leftover
trash from the local super market, animal guts and excrements from the
local farms, chemical waste from a nearby factory, and other
incomprehensible items that are mixed and churned up into a grayish
sludge. A small amount of nutrients are mixed into the sludge and
then pumped out onto a dirty sectioned trough, carefully portioned to
be just enough. Reimu bit into the sludge and felt her stomach churn
at the taste, but she swallowed it and slowly ingested the slightly
poisonous food.
The yukkuris are filthy, and their skins sank in on their famished
cheeks, shining with a sickly dull shade. The hair is ragged and in
shambles, like a hastily put-together scarecrow made out of dried up
weeds. The yukkuri accessories are scratched up and ripped in many
places, though they seem to be the cleanest part of their body. Their
eyes are hollow, the teeth a sallow brown-black color, and some of the
yukkuris threw up unhealthy looking black bean-paste that are half-
rotten and half-expired. The vomit is left as-is on the floor, and
the small outdoor pass that they walk by every day is a dark black
color that seemed to absorb light from the surroundings.
The street has been covered in vomit, excrements and dead yukkuris,
trampled upon, and then re-covered for so many years that it formed a
grotesque pavement. A few human guards watched the yukkuris march
past them, armed with batons while a machine gun nest that fires low
velocity rubber pellets sat on an overlook tower nearby. Even if
rubber pellets are mostly an annoyance that causes nothing more than
bruises amongst humans, the penetration force is sufficient to wound
and kill yukkuris like a bullet would a human. There's also no risk
of friendly fire, which is a plus.
Can't take it easy.
Reimu is so tired.
Reimu sleeps so much every day but keep waking up so tired.
Reimu can't exercise, can't walk around, can't rub-rub with other
yukkuris when she wants.
The easy place is so small, Reimu has no room to stretch-stretch.
It's not really an easy place at all... cold in the winter and hot in
the summer, and mister rain gets inside sometimes...
Reimu wants to have little ones, but she can't. Not in this
condition.
Reimu is so tired.
Reimu can't take it easy.
=====================================
In the fallout of the DOS Incident, government sanctioned and
sponsored yukkuri-camps popped up around the nation. Completely
enclosed areas that are monitored by armed guards and video
surveillance 24/7, there are camps as small as a warehouse and as
large as three football stadiums put together. After the
extermination of all the Dosu-yukkuris in the nation, the scientists
worked with whatever resources they had left over and came to a
conclusion a key part of the dosu-yukkuri evolution was the "easy-
factor".
In essence, by eliminating the ability for yukkuris to take it easy,
they would never evolve into a dosu-yukkuri. There are other unknown
factors, but this was agreed upon as the largest and most important
one.
So the objective for the camps was simple.
Collect all the wild and city yukkuris and make sure they can't take
it easy.
"How would anybody ever stop the yukkuris, who are in essence beings
that were born to take it easy, from taking it easy?"
The answer was not that simple. While it is true that "taking it
easy" was part of the dosu-yukkuri evolution, the extermination of the
dosu-yukkuris had meant that scientists had precious few resources to
work with. After all, most pet yukkuris are taking it very easy. Why
don't they become dosu-yukkuris?
While scientists researched the exact cause, the few causes of known
"easiness" were found and eliminated.
Food.
Shelter.
Babies.
The big three for yukkuri-easiness were curbed to the extreme.
The methods that achieve these goals are not consistent across the
camps, and this one in particular was viciously infamous for the
extreme restrictions placed on the yukkuris.
Yukkuris are given only one meal a day, an extremely disgusting sludge
that is borderline poisonous. Normal wild yukkuris would eat three
meals a day plus numerous little desserts. This sludge contained the
most basic nutrients and contains the bare minimum nutrients to keep
the yukkuris from starving to death. Cannibalizing was common, but
the offenders were always executed in fear of having too much food.
Yukkuris are kept confined in extremely tight cubicles, which is
layered with a basic cot and barely any room to move in. The cubicles
resemble the cardboard boxes that new basketballs come in, except it
is made out of metal. Every day after the meals, the yukkuris are
forced back into their own cubicles, and a stainless steel gate would
be closed on them. Once inside the cubicles, the yukkuris cannot
stretch-stretch and can only move forward or backwards a little bit,
and make a limited rotation at the expensive of scratching themselves
against the unpolished metal surface. Any excrements would have to be
cleaned up or recycled by the yukkuris themselves, so many yukkuris
have resorted to pee-peeing out the small grated gate. Once a month
they will be allowed to have a free day, for the sake of refreshing
and reproducing. If there aren't enough koyukkuris being born, they
will be forced to reproduce via rapist Alices.
After all, humanity only wants to contain the yukkuris, not drive them
into extinction.
The yukkuri units are extremely compact, and thus it is beneficial and
space-saving to layer the cubicles in towering rows and columns that
can reach up to 10 meters tall. The units have a tiny ramp that leads
to the ground floor, just wide enough for an adult yukkuri to walk
on. Any slight bump can send a yukkuri tumbling to their death, and
yukkuris jumping off their own walkways in despair are a frequent
sight. The metal cubicles have formed huge towers that are split
into individual units, and they are cleaned infrequently. Sick
yukkuris in the camp have a 100% mortality rate.
Also, the metal cubicles are subject to the extreme temperatures of
summer and winter.
During the summers, the top floor of the units will absorb the
scorching sunlight and can reach 130-150 degrees Fahrenheit in a
matter of minutes, sometimes cooking the occupants within. During the
winter, the cold of the steel can freeze many yukkuris to death in
their cubicles, since they are not given additional winter regalia
besides a flimsy cardboard to cover the grated gate. The ground-floor
is susceptible to flooding from heavy rains and heavy snow, and deaths
came in hundreds every season. The dead yukkuris found in cubicles
will be added to the daily ration, and ironically it is the most
nutritious item.
Finally, koyukkuris.
The koyukkuris are a great source of easiness for parent yukkuris.
The more kids, the better.
"Reimu's little ones are so cute!!"
"Marisa's little one looks just like Marisa, ze!"
"Mukyuuu, Patchouli's little one, study hard and become knowledgeable
like mommy!"
"DICCCK!!!!"
So the breeding has been limited.
The food given to any family is the same... 3 yukkuri portions. The
more kids they have, the less food each individual koyukkuri will have
for themselves, and thus they are far more likely to starve to
death. Yukkuris are forced to give birth mammalian style to avoid
giving the kids an easy-meal of mister stalk. All offenders will have
their stalks broken off and recycled.
"REIMU'S BABIEEEEZZZZ!!!! WHHYYYYYYY!!!!"
"Mister human don't bully Reimu and give back little ones!!!"
"Shut your trap."
"YUBEEHHH!! YUPLEH-"
"NOOOO!! SDOB IDDDD!!! SDOB HIDDING DEIBBBUUUUUUU!"
"MISDER SDOB IDDDDD!"
"You want some too?"
"NOOOOYUBLEH-"
"D... Deibu's...beaudiful...deeth....."
"Mawiza's.... hair...."
So most families have given up on having more than one kid.
"Yuuu, Mwommie, Weimu wands a liddle shister..."
"Yu, little one understand easy... there won't be enough mister munch-
munch if mommy and daddy have more than one little one..."
"Yuuu, but mister sludge-sludge just comes out..."
"Yu, mister sludge-sludge will only come out for three yukkuris per
family..."
"That's right, ze. Little one understand easy..."
"Yu.... can'd dage id eajy..."
"Yu... it's time to go, ze."
"Yuuuu, but Weimu wands choo wub-wub more..."
"Yuuu, don't be stubborn little one, or little one won't be able to
take it easy anymore..."
"YUUUUU!! NOOOO! Weimu wands choo wub-wub!!!!"
"Y... YUUU! Little one, stop that!!!"
"Nooo!! Little one, please stoppp!!!"
"YUUEEENNNN!!!! MWOMMI....E?"
"What have we here?"
"Y... YUUUUU!! Little one was just.. just... having a tummy ache!!!
Little one wasn't trying to stay longer with mommy and daddy or
anything!!! So please let little one go!!!"
"MWOMMIEEE!!! SABE DEIBBUUUUU!!"
"I see. You know the rules, no exceptions."
"NOOO!! MISDER SDOPPPP-"
Splurt.
"Better luck next time."
""YUUOOOOOOO LIDDLE ONEEEEEEE!!!!""
All the yukkuri-family relationships were monitored strictly. Since
koyukkuris are a great source of "easiness", the families are not
allowed to spend much time together.
The only free time they have to rub-rub is during the feeding time and
the monthly free time. They are kept in separate cubicles at all
times, just like every other yukkuri. The lack of rub-rub will
dramatically bring down the kinship between the parent and
koyukkuris.
Any koyukkuris attempting to stay together with their parents will be
executed on the spot, no exceptions.
The camps were designed to wear down the spirits of the yukkuri.
The ability to take it easy was slowly being bred out.
With the ability to take it easy taken away, there will be no more DOS
Incidents, and humanity's safety from these monstrous creatures will
be assured.
This is Reimu's little story.
==================================
There is only one period of free time every day.
Feeding time at seventeen hundred hour.
During the rest of the time, Reimu has nothing to do besides sleep.
Their movements were restricted, but thankfully it is Spring and the
weather was quite pleasant. A gentle spring breeze filled Reimu's
humid cubicle, and she sighed with relief from the sweet smelling
wind.
Honeysuckle? No, Cherry blossom. Her memories told her this much.
Reimu took a deep breath as the wind died down. The smell of the
unsanitary cubicle wafted back into her nose and she coughed. Stale
bean paste, pee-pee, yukkuri sweat and saliva, poo-poo and rotting
yukkuris.
Reimu is almost two years old. Her parents had long passed away,
leaving her alone in the world. They left her only the faint memories
of what life had been like before the yukkuri camps, and their love.
She closed her eyes and tried to recall those memories, it comforted
her to think about things that did not belong to mister humans.
They were her own.
A faint smell of pine. A gentle rustle of something soft under her
feet. Something... sweet. Something sour, but tangy.
A crunchy nut.
Something savory. A flower filled with the morning dew.
Easy things that were a smeared blur in her mind. Random colors
popped into her mind as she thought about these things that she has
never seen before in her life, and probably never will. Her visions
darkened and colors appeared in her mind.
Shade of green. Shade of brown. A little red spot here and there.
Some dark blue ones and a deep violet. A small pinkish thing.
And then those colors faded, replaced by the hard metallic shine of
her cubicle.
Reimu's the 3rd generation of yukkuris being bred in this camp. The
distant ancestral memories of the forest and the wild life were
disappearing little by little with every generation.
The parents don't have much time to talk to their koyukkuris, and so
the koyukkuris never really learn what their parents know beyond what
little they inherited upon birth.
They don't have any survival skills, and they also don't have any
sense of direction like wild animals. Even if they left the compound,
the only thing that would await them is death.
Reimu shook these thoughts out of her mind, feeling a little piece of
herself float away once again. She wondered how long it would be
before she snaps and throws herself off the long slope down.
Her best friend, Chen, threw herself off the top of the unit a month
ago, chanting to herself "Chen gets it~ Chen gets it~" the whole week
before. Reimu was saddened by the events, but it's nothing new.
This sort of stuff happened daily.
Reimu also doesn't plan to have little ones. That maternal part had
already died long ago after seeing what happens to families with
little koyukkuris. Little bits of her essence as a yukkuri don't
seem like they exist.
She's sick. Maybe not physically, but she felt little frays of her
mind coming apart every day, like an invisible hand tugging at the
frayed edges little by little. She felt easiness leaking out of her,
and Reimu had decided that she'd take the big easy herself long before
the last vestige of her easiness disappeared.
Reimu felt her eyelids growing heavy, as the mid-afternoon sun warmed
up her metal cube.
Another feeling came to her.
The warm sunshine on her face. That was definitive. A feeling of
easy.
Reimu wants to enjoy this warm sunshine. Outside of this compound.
In the grass.
But that's just a dream.
===================
"Seventeen hundred hour. All Yukkuris report to the feeding hall.
Violators will be squashed on sight."
Reimu filed out of her cubicle in accordance to the mechanical voice
on the loudspeaker as the gate opened, and she carefully walked down
the narrow slope towards the bottom of her unit. A loud scream came
from above and she caught a panicked face for a fraction of a second
before it passed her by, landing with a loud splash on the bottom of
the 10 meter tall habitat unit like a water balloon.
Was it a Marisa? Or Chen? Patchouli?
Reimu doesn't care. When she got down to the bottom of the slope, she
saw a small ribbon on the side of a big brown splatter, already
trampled into the pavement by hundreds of other blank-faced yukkuris.
Ah, A Reimu.
"Yu! Reimu, take it easy!"
"... Take it easy, Marisa."
Marisa came hopping up to Reimu, and she quickly rubbed up against
Reimu before moving forward together with her.
Marisa is the one new friend she has made in this compound. Marisa
had come to this compound about two weeks ago, and Reimu guessed she
was thrown away my mister humans. An energetic yukkuri by most
standards, Reimu felt a strange attraction to Marisa. Reliable and
full of ideas, Marisa had always told Reimu outlandish stories of the
outside and what trees were like and what human foods were like.
Reimu gobbled the stories right up. It gave her hope, and for a
fraction of the time every day, Reimu felt like she could really take
it easy. Reimu had never been outside, so these stories filled up her
bean paste with vivid dreams at night.
"Mister trees are tall and green, ze!! Some mister trees are as tall
as mister humans!! Or even taller!! Taller than even mister fence!!"
"Yuuuu-"
"And mister human foods are so delicious, ze!! Marisa wants to have
another bite some day!!!"
"Yuuuu-"
"There are big easy places, and warm soft mister grass that yukkuris
can lay down to take easy afternoon naps!!!"
"Yuuuu-"
"Marisa isn't lying, ze!! Marisa knows!"
"Marisa, take it easy. Reimu believes Marisa~ but there's no use in
telling Reimu~ "
"Yuuuuu!!! Reimu is always like that!!"
"Yu, because Reimu is still stuck here~"
"Yugu-"
Marisa stayed silent the rest of the trip to the feeding hall, deep in
thought.
"YUUGGGIIIIII!!! MARISA CAN'T TAKE THIS!!!! MARISA IS ESCAPING
EASYYYY!!!"
Reimu, Marisa and a bunch of yukkuris stopped to look at the source of
the voice. A pale looking Marisa had snapped, and was running
directly towards a few of the guards who had their backs turned.
"STUPID MISTER HUMAN DIE EASYYYY!!"
Marisa rammed into one of the guards, and rolled swiftly around his
leg to continue running. The guard looked surprised at the bump, and
turned around to look for Marisa, but she was already dashing towards
the front gate.
"YUUU!! Marisa made it!!! Marisa made it!!! Marisa can take it-"
Ratatatatata.
"YUBLEHH!!?!? YUGIII-"
A rain of bright red rubber pellets the size of thumbs pounded Marisa
into the floor, and splattered her on the ground like a cup of spilled
coffee. Marisa's surprised expression lingered, and the corpse would
be left on the pavement until it rots away naturally.
Reimu and Marisa looked at the corpse along with about fifty other
yukkuris, then they turned and continued walking.
"That's right, keep walking. There's nowhere to go, and nowhere to
run. You guys are not that dumb."
*****
Reimu gobbled up her sludge with little enthusiasm along with Marisa,
and Marisa blurted out a thought between bites.
"Is Reimu satisfied with just staying here? Doesn't Reimu want to get
out of here, ze?"
"Yu..."
Of course she does.
All the yukkuris want to take it easy, and getting as far away from
this place is a good start.
"Marisa will find a way, ze!! Marisa promises Reimu!!"
"... Yu, Reimu won't count on it."
"YUUGGIIIIII!!! Marisa will do it!!!"
"Sure sure... take it easy."
"Believe in Marisa, ze!! Marisa will get Reimu and all the other
yukkuris out!!"
"Yu, that's nice~"
Reimu didn't think too much about Marisa's words. Yukkuris thought
about that all the time here, and every single one of those yukkuris
die. Most were abandoned pets that were smarter than the average wild
yukkuri, desperate to go back to a life of pampering, while others
were wild yukkuris that had missed the forest and wanted to go back to
their beloved wilderness.
None of them ever made it out.
However, Reimu didn't see Marisa the next day at feeding time. She
wondered about Marisa, maybe even worried for a bit... but that
feeling quickly went away as there's no use in worrying. Yukkuris
died here on a regular basis, it would be nothing new if Marisa
disappeared. She'd just be another yukkuri. Another number to be
added to the statistics. Just another homesick pet yukkuri left by
her owner at the compound.
Reimu just hoped Marisa wouldn't do anything stupid.
============
A small murmur woke Reimu up. Her neighbor, an Alice, is knocking on
the side of her cubicle lightly.
"Yu? Alice? It's the middle of the night.. Reimu wants to sleep
easy..."
"Yu, pass the word on. A yukkuri found an opening in the mister
fence!"
"YUYUYU!??!?"
"SHHHH! Keep it down or mister humans will hear!!! There will be more
information tomorrow!!"
"Yu.... Understood easy..."
Something that has never happened before.
As far as Reimu knows, this entire compound has been an impenetrable
fortress. Somehow, a yukkuri had gotten outside of the security and
found a crack in this fortress wall. For the first time in her yu-
life, Reimu was excited.
There was a glimmer of hope.
She eagerly knocked on the metal siding with her braid, and passed the
word on.
=============
"Seventeen hundred hour. All Yukkuris report to the feeding hall.
Violators will be squashed on sight."
"Did Chen hear too?"
"Chen knows~! But Chen doesn't know how it happened... How did it
happen? Alice? Chen doesn't get it....."
"Yu, Chen is asking the wrong yukkuri. Alice doesn't know... "
"Yu..."
The yukkuris were almost bursting with excitement the next day,
chatting quietly to make sure the guards don't hear their
conversation. Word had gotten around with the hole in the mister
fence surrounding the compound, and suddenly there was a glimmer of
happiness spreading through the yukkuris. Reimu looked around and saw
for the first time, bright faces. Hollow eyes were filled with
energy, and many faces glinted with hope. Many yukkuris were bouncing
with a spring in their step, and Reimu couldn't help but get caught up
in the mood. Her feet felt lighter, and the meal tasted better that
day.
But Marisa was still missing.
***
Later that night, an eagerly anticipated knock on the side of her
cube.
"Yu, is Reimu still awake?"
"Yu yu!! Reimu is awake!!"
"Yu, mister hole is located near mister feed hall. All the yukkuris
can leave through mister hole!!"
"Yu yu yu yu!?!?"
"The free day is coming this weekend!! All the yukkuris can leave that
day!! There are fewer mister humans that day, if all the yukkuris try
to escape at once, there will for sure be a lot of yukkuris that can
make it outside!!!"
A thousand thoughts flooded into Reimu's mind.
How could something like this be true?
The little cubicle, this not-easy compound that she has lived in for
all these years have suddenly become obsolete. Reimu can leave, and
Reimu can finally take it easy outside, away from this not-easy place.
Reimu can find a nice nest in the forest, eat mister berries and take
it easy with mister sun.
Maybe one of the yukkuris that escapes with her will be willing to
take it easy with Reimu. They'll have a bunch of cute little ones...
6-7 cute little ones, and they will greet them with a hearty "Take it
easy!!!" when they are born. They will teach them all about the
dangerous mister humans and how to stay away from them, and they will
teach the little ones about mister winter, mister summer, and all the
seasons in between.
She thought about the bright pine trees, the blooming flowers that
were embedded in her memories. She thought about seeing those trees
and flowers for the first time in her life... Reimu thought about the
possibility of taking some food from the not-easy mister humans and
trying out a delicious cake, something Marisa had said was a very easy
food...
Reimu thought about a lot of things that night. Reimu thought about
Marisa.
Is Marisa ok? Will Marisa be able to find her way to the exit?
Will Reimu see Marisa again?
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The next two days passed by with a blur. Reimu could scarcely sleep
at night because of all the excitement.
The next day would be the monthly free-day. The day where families
get to refresh and prepare for new little ones. Despite the squalor
and horrendous living conditions, many families still choose to look
for last vestiges of easiness in giving birth and raising little
ones. Alice was actually incorrect, the compound would operate with
increased security that day. However, the security details will be
spread out and less restrictive since they are not traveling on a set
route, so there is the appearance of having less security.
Tomorrow would be different.
Tomorrow, Reimu will escape easy.
****
"Oh six hundred hours. All personnel, report to stations."
The day broke with a hazy fog, and the gate opened automatically with
a loud clang. Yukkuris slowly trickled out of their cubicles with
sleepy looking faces, but they began to look for friends and relatives
that they would escape with.
On the free day, yukkuris are free to go and do whatever they want for
just one day. Research has found that yukkuris have a much longer
lifespan if they were allowed to take it easy once in a while, and
this has no side-effects on yukkuris becoming a dosu-yukkuri. After
much lobbying by animal-rights activists, the government has given in
and ordered all camps to have a mandatory free-day every month.
This particular compound doesn't have an exercise yard, so the
security personnel just do a sweep at the end of the day to round up
missing yukkuris. Today is also the day that they clean out the
yukkuri-corpses from the habitat units, so there are a lot of
custodial personnel on site as well.
However, the poor visibility from the early morning fog proved to be
advantageous. Reimu snuck around to the location with four other
yukkuris unnoticed, and looked around for the gap in the fence. A
small rustle behind the bushes and a yukkuri popped out, leaves and
little twigs all over her hat.
"Yu! Reimu! Take it easy!!"
"Take it easy!! Yu.... Marisa?! What is Marisa doing here? Reimu
thought Marisa had taken it easy forever!!"
"Yu, Marisa told Reimu, ze!! Marisa found a way out!!"
"Yu yu yu!?! It was Marisa!?"
"Of course, ze!!"
"Marisa was out here.... all this time!?"
"Of course not, ze!! Marisa went back to mister cubicle for
sleeping!!"
Marisa looked famished. She had snuck away during the feeding time to
look for an exit, and found a small spot in the fence that has been
neglected. She puffed up proudly, and Reimu saw how skinny Marisa had
become in the past week. Her golden hair had lost the luster, and her
hat is scratched up beyond belief.
But Marisa is alive.
"Now, follow Marisa, ze! Marisa will lead Reimu and everyone to
freedom!!"
"Yu yu!!!"
Dodging patrols and custodial workers, Reimu, Marisa and four other
yukkuris slowly made their way to the fence. It appears quite a few
yukkuris have already made their way through, and Reimu's little bean
paste heart pounded with excitement.
This is it.
This is goodbye.
Goodbye to this not-easy place. Reimu's easy life will finally begin.
Reimu will have lots of little ones, eat delicious meals every day and
take it easy in a nice spacious easy place. Not like the not-easy
metal cubicle that she lived in for the past 2 years and the
disgusting mister sludge-sludge.
Marisa showed Reimu and the other yukkuris a small gap, hidden behind
a trimmed evergreen shrub. Behind it there was a small tear in the
fence, and it seems that Marisa had widened the gap with some digging
of her own. There were signs of broken sticks and flipped up dirt and
rocks, carefully spread all around the shrubs so that they didn't
attract attention from the guards or custodial staff. The opening is
big enough to pass through if the yukkuri stretches a bit and crawls
under like an earthworm. With a bit of effort, the yukkuris wiggled
through one by one. Marisa followed them through last, and the
yukkuris shook with excitement.
They were out.
Outside of the compound.
The soft feel of grass on their feet, the fresh scent bereft of death
and suffering. A wide field of cleanly mowed grass was before them,
and off in the distance they could see strange looking blocks and
stick-looking things, as well as big trees and small flowering
weeds.
Reimu took a deep breath. All her fatigue went away.
She took it easy, for the very first time. She is suddenly filled
with hope for the future.
"Yu yu!! Marisa is so awesome!! Reimu has never stood on mister grass
before!"
"Chen gets it!! Chen can take it easy now!!"
"What a city-sect Marisa!! Alice thanks Marisa!!"
"Yu, of course, ze!! Marisa is the greatest!!! Lets get going, before
mister humans find us, ze!"
Marisa grinned and began to lead the yukkuris towards a small patch of
forest. They crawled slowly in the morning fog, leaving behind
trails of flattened grass, garbage stains and dry caked bean paste.
Marisa led them to a small building, a dark brown building with little
metal steps and small square windows. Reimu could hear yukkuris yu-
ing from inside, and a sweet smell emitted from under the door.
It feels like a very easy place.
"Yu? What's this place?"
"This is the meeting place for all the yukkuris, ze!! Marisa has
already brought a few yukkuris here, so wait here, ze!! Marisa needs
to go back for others!"
"Understood easy!! Hurry back, Marisa!!"
"Actually, we have enough. No need to go back."
Reimu and the rest of the yukkuris froze in place with their smiles,
and looked back as five men dressed in white appeared from inside the
building.
"YUUUUU!?!?! What is mister humans doing here!?!?"
"Chen doesn't get ittt!!! Chen doesn't get itttt!!!"
"Yu yu!!!! It's the not easy mister humans!!! Marisa, run away easy!!"
"Radio to dispatch, we have what we need. Seal up the exit."
"Roger."
Surprised yells from the compound sounded off almost immediately as
guards moved a wooden panel to block off the gap. The yells turned
into despair and cries soon after, and a small tapping sound echoed in
the distance. Somebody was firing the rubber-pellet machine gun.
""""""Run away easy!!!""""""
Reimu and the yukkuris scattered in different directions, and the men
dressed in white custodial uniforms began to chase after the
yukkuris. Marisa stood still, as if frozen in place, and the men
ignored her and went after the running yukkuris. Years of lacking in
exercise, the men only had to jog lightly to catch up to the yukkuris,
who were sprinting with all their strength. From a distance, it
would seem as if five basketballs were slowly rolling away from their
owners.
The other men have quickly caught their quarry and they filed into the
small building, which is actually a small trailer, and put the re-
captured yukkuris into acrylic terrariums. One of the men picked up
Reimu gently, held her firmly with both hands, and started walking
back towards the trailer. When the man walked past Marisa, Reimu
began struggling and shouting in earnest.
"YUUUUU!!?? What is Marisa doing!?!?? Run away easy!! Marisaaaa!!!"
"Yu yu.... Sorry, Reimu."
"Yu?"
"Good job as usual, Marisa. Did you have a hard time? Sorry for
always treating you like this. I'll give you a nice bath and a big
meal tonight, you look like you've been laying around in garbage for a
month."
"That's because Marisa has been, ze!!"
"Haha, you're right. Sorry about that."
Another man walked out of the house and picked up Marisa, dusting off
some filth from the top of her hat. He put a small golden badge back
on her hat.
"No problem, mister. It was a fun experience, ze."
"I'm sure it was. I am hoping we can get a lot of data from you this
time as well. You're always a great help to us. I don't know how
we'd ever finish our research without you..."
"Just leave it to Marisa, ze!"
"Yu? Marisa... what is... going on? What is Marisa doing with the
not-easy mister?? Don't take it easy and run away quickly!!"
"Yu.... sorry, ze. Marisa.... kind of liked Reimu, ze."
"Yu yu?? Marisa? Marisa?? Marisa?? Marisa...??"
Reimu stared blankly at Marisa as the man carrying her walked into the
trailer and put her into a terrarium, and Marisa disappeared from
sight. The door closed with a loud bang, and Reimu looked around her
with blank eyes, the image before her not really registering in her
bean paste brain.
She had just tasted freedom for the first time.
She had just been filled with hope for the future, a carefree easy
future...
What happened?
The trailer is packed from top to bottom with yukkuris in terrariums.
There must be at least a hundred clear, transparent boxes that had one
yukkuri each. Chen, Alice, Marisa, Reimu, Patchouli... all sorts of
different yukkuris were in the terrarium.
"Yu? Marisa? What happened...? Marisa? Marisa...??"
Reimu stared around her, but her question could not be answered. The
room was strangely quiet, with the terrariums being sound proof. All
Reimu could hear was the sound of her own breathing, and small muffled
sounds coming from the yukkuris around her. A small rumble shook the
room, and the trailer was dragged off to a laboratory somewhere far
away for study.
Reimu felt her mind unravel, and she began yu-ing like a broken
record. More than half of the yukkuris in the trailer had shut down
due to the realization that they were caught again.
Maybe Reimu and the other yukkuris' minds shut down to protect her
from the deception, but Reimu would never find out what happened.
================================
There are precious few resources for yukkuri scientists to study in
the post DOS Incident era, and they have to resort to the artificial
manipulation of various scenarios to stimulate yukkuri behaviors.
Often times, they would need to produce drastic scenarios to prod and
spur the yukkuris into action, with each generation being more placid
than the last. The researchers would cooperate with various yukkuri-
camps in order to develop scenarios, test stimuli, and gauge yukkuri
responses based on said stimuli.
The objective is to test various positive emotions and try to
determine whether any of them contributed to the "dosu-ifying" factor,
and in this scenario, the situation being tested was the factor of
"hope".
The yukkuris being shipped away would be subjected to a variety of
tests, be allowed to take it easy, observed for several months before
being disposed of. In a way, it is a merciful end to their pitiful
existence, which otherwise has no meaning.
Marisa was a pet-yukkuri, one that is used to backstabbing other
yukkuris in various projects. Perfectly obedient to her human master,
she is a great tool that the researchers have been using for
infiltrating the yukkuris within the camps. Marisa would later answer
questions and detailed scenarios from her owner, the lead researcher
of the project, and prepare for the next assigned "field work".
The scientists don't realize that in order to turn into a dosuyukkuri,
there are many other factors that must all accumulate into a single
element. The transformation into a dosuyukkuri is nothing short of
miraculous, and the sheer ratio of normal yukkuris vs dosuyukkuris
support that claim. Scientifically, it could be viewed as a benign
mutation, though the methods of the transformation is more magical
than scientific, and would never be properly identified by human
knowledge.
The experiments and scenarios, while useful in their own way in
studying yukkuri-behavior, would amount to nothing more than junk
research in the essence of dosu-yukkuri research. The direction in
the first place was erroneous, and the methods even more so.
Reimu was just an unfortunate byproduct of the experiment.
at night because of all the excitement.
The next day would be the monthly free-day. The day where families
get to refresh and prepare for new little ones. Despite the squalor
and horrendous living conditions, many families still choose to look
for last vestiges of easiness in giving birth and raising little
ones. Alice was actually incorrect, the compound would operate with
increased security that day. However, the security details will be
spread out and less restrictive since they are not traveling on a set
route, so there is the appearance of having less security.
Tomorrow would be different.
Tomorrow, Reimu will escape easy.
****
"Oh six hundred hours. All personnel, report to stations."
The day broke with a hazy fog, and the gate opened automatically with
a loud clang. Yukkuris slowly trickled out of their cubicles with
sleepy looking faces, but they began to look for friends and relatives
that they would escape with.
On the free day, yukkuris are free to go and do whatever they want for
just one day. Research has found that yukkuris have a much longer
lifespan if they were allowed to take it easy once in a while, and
this has no side-effects on yukkuris becoming a dosu-yukkuri. After
much lobbying by animal-rights activists, the government has given in
and ordered all camps to have a mandatory free-day every month.
This particular compound doesn't have an exercise yard, so the
security personnel just do a sweep at the end of the day to round up
missing yukkuris. Today is also the day that they clean out the
yukkuri-corpses from the habitat units, so there are a lot of
custodial personnel on site as well.
However, the poor visibility from the early morning fog proved to be
advantageous. Reimu snuck around to the location with four other
yukkuris unnoticed, and looked around for the gap in the fence. A
small rustle behind the bushes and a yukkuri popped out, leaves and
little twigs all over her hat.
"Yu! Reimu! Take it easy!!"
"Take it easy!! Yu.... Marisa?! What is Marisa doing here? Reimu
thought Marisa had taken it easy forever!!"
"Yu, Marisa told Reimu, ze!! Marisa found a way out!!"
"Yu yu yu!?! It was Marisa!?"
"Of course, ze!!"
"Marisa was out here.... all this time!?"
"Of course not, ze!! Marisa went back to mister cubicle for
sleeping!!"
Marisa looked famished. She had snuck away during the feeding time to
look for an exit, and found a small spot in the fence that has been
neglected. She puffed up proudly, and Reimu saw how skinny Marisa had
become in the past week. Her golden hair had lost the luster, and her
hat is scratched up beyond belief.
But Marisa is alive.
"Now, follow Marisa, ze! Marisa will lead Reimu and everyone to
freedom!!"
"Yu yu!!!"
Dodging patrols and custodial workers, Reimu, Marisa and four other
yukkuris slowly made their way to the fence. It appears quite a few
yukkuris have already made their way through, and Reimu's little bean
paste heart pounded with excitement.
This is it.
This is goodbye.
Goodbye to this not-easy place. Reimu's easy life will finally begin.
Reimu will have lots of little ones, eat delicious meals every day and
take it easy in a nice spacious easy place. Not like the not-easy
metal cubicle that she lived in for the past 2 years and the
disgusting mister sludge-sludge.
Marisa showed Reimu and the other yukkuris a small gap, hidden behind
a trimmed evergreen shrub. Behind it there was a small tear in the
fence, and it seems that Marisa had widened the gap with some digging
of her own. There were signs of broken sticks and flipped up dirt and
rocks, carefully spread all around the shrubs so that they didn't
attract attention from the guards or custodial staff. The opening is
big enough to pass through if the yukkuri stretches a bit and crawls
under like an earthworm. With a bit of effort, the yukkuris wiggled
through one by one. Marisa followed them through last, and the
yukkuris shook with excitement.
They were out.
Outside of the compound.
The soft feel of grass on their feet, the fresh scent bereft of death
and suffering. A wide field of cleanly mowed grass was before them,
and off in the distance they could see strange looking blocks and
stick-looking things, as well as big trees and small flowering
weeds.
Reimu took a deep breath. All her fatigue went away.
She took it easy, for the very first time. She is suddenly filled
with hope for the future.
"Yu yu!! Marisa is so awesome!! Reimu has never stood on mister grass
before!"
"Chen gets it!! Chen can take it easy now!!"
"What a city-sect Marisa!! Alice thanks Marisa!!"
"Yu, of course, ze!! Marisa is the greatest!!! Lets get going, before
mister humans find us, ze!"
Marisa grinned and began to lead the yukkuris towards a small patch of
forest. They crawled slowly in the morning fog, leaving behind
trails of flattened grass, garbage stains and dry caked bean paste.
Marisa led them to a small building, a dark brown building with little
metal steps and small square windows. Reimu could hear yukkuris yu-
ing from inside, and a sweet smell emitted from under the door.
It feels like a very easy place.
"Yu? What's this place?"
"This is the meeting place for all the yukkuris, ze!! Marisa has
already brought a few yukkuris here, so wait here, ze!! Marisa needs
to go back for others!"
"Understood easy!! Hurry back, Marisa!!"
"Actually, we have enough. No need to go back."
Reimu and the rest of the yukkuris froze in place with their smiles,
and looked back as five men dressed in white appeared from inside the
building.
"YUUUUU!?!?! What is mister humans doing here!?!?"
"Chen doesn't get ittt!!! Chen doesn't get itttt!!!"
"Yu yu!!!! It's the not easy mister humans!!! Marisa, run away easy!!"
"Radio to dispatch, we have what we need. Seal up the exit."
"Roger."
Surprised yells from the compound sounded off almost immediately as
guards moved a wooden panel to block off the gap. The yells turned
into despair and cries soon after, and a small tapping sound echoed in
the distance. Somebody was firing the rubber-pellet machine gun.
""""""Run away easy!!!""""""
Reimu and the yukkuris scattered in different directions, and the men
dressed in white custodial uniforms began to chase after the
yukkuris. Marisa stood still, as if frozen in place, and the men
ignored her and went after the running yukkuris. Years of lacking in
exercise, the men only had to jog lightly to catch up to the yukkuris,
who were sprinting with all their strength. From a distance, it
would seem as if five basketballs were slowly rolling away from their
owners.
The other men have quickly caught their quarry and they filed into the
small building, which is actually a small trailer, and put the re-
captured yukkuris into acrylic terrariums. One of the men picked up
Reimu gently, held her firmly with both hands, and started walking
back towards the trailer. When the man walked past Marisa, Reimu
began struggling and shouting in earnest.
"YUUUUU!!?? What is Marisa doing!?!?? Run away easy!! Marisaaaa!!!"
"Yu yu.... Sorry, Reimu."
"Yu?"
"Good job as usual, Marisa. Did you have a hard time? Sorry for
always treating you like this. I'll give you a nice bath and a big
meal tonight, you look like you've been laying around in garbage for a
month."
"That's because Marisa has been, ze!!"
"Haha, you're right. Sorry about that."
Another man walked out of the house and picked up Marisa, dusting off
some filth from the top of her hat. He put a small golden badge back
on her hat.
"No problem, mister. It was a fun experience, ze."
"I'm sure it was. I am hoping we can get a lot of data from you this
time as well. You're always a great help to us. I don't know how
we'd ever finish our research without you..."
"Just leave it to Marisa, ze!"
"Yu? Marisa... what is... going on? What is Marisa doing with the
not-easy mister?? Don't take it easy and run away quickly!!"
"Yu.... sorry, ze. Marisa.... kind of liked Reimu, ze."
"Yu yu?? Marisa? Marisa?? Marisa?? Marisa...??"
Reimu stared blankly at Marisa as the man carrying her walked into the
trailer and put her into a terrarium, and Marisa disappeared from
sight. The door closed with a loud bang, and Reimu looked around her
with blank eyes, the image before her not really registering in her
bean paste brain.
She had just tasted freedom for the first time.
She had just been filled with hope for the future, a carefree easy
future...
What happened?
The trailer is packed from top to bottom with yukkuris in terrariums.
There must be at least a hundred clear, transparent boxes that had one
yukkuri each. Chen, Alice, Marisa, Reimu, Patchouli... all sorts of
different yukkuris were in the terrarium.
"Yu? Marisa? What happened...? Marisa? Marisa...??"
Reimu stared around her, but her question could not be answered. The
room was strangely quiet, with the terrariums being sound proof. All
Reimu could hear was the sound of her own breathing, and small muffled
sounds coming from the yukkuris around her. A small rumble shook the
room, and the trailer was dragged off to a laboratory somewhere far
away for study.
Reimu felt her mind unravel, and she began yu-ing like a broken
record. More than half of the yukkuris in the trailer had shut down
due to the realization that they were caught again.
Maybe Reimu and the other yukkuris' minds shut down to protect her
from the deception, but Reimu would never find out what happened.
================================
There are precious few resources for yukkuri scientists to study in
the post DOS Incident era, and they have to resort to the artificial
manipulation of various scenarios to stimulate yukkuri behaviors.
Often times, they would need to produce drastic scenarios to prod and
spur the yukkuris into action, with each generation being more placid
than the last. The researchers would cooperate with various yukkuri-
camps in order to develop scenarios, test stimuli, and gauge yukkuri
responses based on said stimuli.
The objective is to test various positive emotions and try to
determine whether any of them contributed to the "dosu-ifying" factor,
and in this scenario, the situation being tested was the factor of
"hope".
The yukkuris being shipped away would be subjected to a variety of
tests, be allowed to take it easy, observed for several months before
being disposed of. In a way, it is a merciful end to their pitiful
existence, which otherwise has no meaning.
Marisa was a pet-yukkuri, one that is used to backstabbing other
yukkuris in various projects. Perfectly obedient to her human master,
she is a great tool that the researchers have been using for
infiltrating the yukkuris within the camps. Marisa would later answer
questions and detailed scenarios from her owner, the lead researcher
of the project, and prepare for the next assigned "field work".
The scientists don't realize that in order to turn into a dosuyukkuri,
there are many other factors that must all accumulate into a single
element. The transformation into a dosuyukkuri is nothing short of
miraculous, and the sheer ratio of normal yukkuris vs dosuyukkuris
support that claim. Scientifically, it could be viewed as a benign
mutation, though the methods of the transformation is more magical
than scientific, and would never be properly identified by human
knowledge.
The experiments and scenarios, while useful in their own way in
studying yukkuri-behavior, would amount to nothing more than junk
research in the essence of dosu-yukkuri research. The direction in
the first place was erroneous, and the methods even more so.
Reimu was just an unfortunate byproduct of the experiment.
Poweryoga
Apr 8, 2010, 5:47:33 PM4/8/10
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Just a little bit of exploration of the DOS world. Have been pretty
busy lately, and writing a little story is less of a brain drain than
translation.
I wanted to take a little bit of a look into one of the yukkuri camps
in the Black ending, and so I tossed up some of the ideas I had into a
little story of sorts. There's not much abuse in the story, because
most of the work were put into the setting. Plus, if you look at the
setting, there's really not much point to abuse these yukkuris in
general... ;)
Feels like the story was fairly predictable, sad to say. But I guess
the idea was to focus more on the camp than the actual scenario, sorry
if the scenario came out a bit different from what I expected
initially...
busy lately, and writing a little story is less of a brain drain than
translation.
I wanted to take a little bit of a look into one of the yukkuri camps
in the Black ending, and so I tossed up some of the ideas I had into a
little story of sorts. There's not much abuse in the story, because
most of the work were put into the setting. Plus, if you look at the
setting, there's really not much point to abuse these yukkuris in
general... ;)
Feels like the story was fairly predictable, sad to say. But I guess
the idea was to focus more on the camp than the actual scenario, sorry
if the scenario came out a bit different from what I expected
initially...
Tea
Apr 8, 2010, 6:12:46 PM4/8/10
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Ah, yes. I love this kind of thing, a look at how the world might
treat yukkuris, and the abuse is caused indirectly via the methods
(although direct abuse is fine too, of course). Quite similar to the
idea I had for trash yukkuri/abandoned pet disposal centres back with
my factory stories. Although my yukkuri-world doesn't have such an
extreme reaction to the potential of yukkuris ability to harm humans,
so I'd need an explanation for them...
treat yukkuris, and the abuse is caused indirectly via the methods
(although direct abuse is fine too, of course). Quite similar to the
idea I had for trash yukkuri/abandoned pet disposal centres back with
my factory stories. Although my yukkuri-world doesn't have such an
extreme reaction to the potential of yukkuris ability to harm humans,
so I'd need an explanation for them...
Matt
Apr 8, 2010, 7:22:16 PM4/8/10
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...It'd be kinder to just kill them. I hate to be the one to point it
out, but the majority of human beings are no longer capable of that
kind of cruelty.
out, but the majority of human beings are no longer capable of that
kind of cruelty.
Tea
Apr 8, 2010, 7:41:41 PM4/8/10
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Yes, it would be kinder to just kill them, and I thought that too. But
I realised, an interesting story point would be if yukkuri rights
groups create a stink about the whole killing/euthanasia business, as
to them yukkuris are cute, kind creatures that should never be harmed
(perfect example in DOS in the city part V 2/2- "This guy hates
yukkuris, there's no way these lovable creatures could do that!"). So
of course, these camps are set up just to placate them. They're
blissfully (or rather conveniently story-wise...) ignorant of the
actual true nature, though. Straight up killing also would be a rather
boring story.
However, in my view people are quite capable of cruelty when it comes
to yukkuris. A comparison of the available works shows it quite
clearly- there's far more violence and abusive works towards yukkuris
rather than kindness. Of course, the camps are a rather extreme
example, but on the extreme end of the scale it is even more heavily
tipped towards abuse. It's fascinating to see the different reaction
that yukkuris get compared to normal animals. I wouldn't wish anything
that happens in an abuse story on a person or animal, god forbid.
I realised, an interesting story point would be if yukkuri rights
groups create a stink about the whole killing/euthanasia business, as
to them yukkuris are cute, kind creatures that should never be harmed
(perfect example in DOS in the city part V 2/2- "This guy hates
yukkuris, there's no way these lovable creatures could do that!"). So
of course, these camps are set up just to placate them. They're
blissfully (or rather conveniently story-wise...) ignorant of the
actual true nature, though. Straight up killing also would be a rather
boring story.
However, in my view people are quite capable of cruelty when it comes
to yukkuris. A comparison of the available works shows it quite
clearly- there's far more violence and abusive works towards yukkuris
rather than kindness. Of course, the camps are a rather extreme
example, but on the extreme end of the scale it is even more heavily
tipped towards abuse. It's fascinating to see the different reaction
that yukkuris get compared to normal animals. I wouldn't wish anything
that happens in an abuse story on a person or animal, god forbid.
Toawa
Apr 8, 2010, 7:54:59 PM4/8/10
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An interesting parallel to PETA, who are outspoken on animal rights, but
something like 75% of the animals they take in are euthenized...
It's also important to remember that these are stories, not reality. If
you look at history, society has gotten progressively less violent as
our media has become moreso. This kind of thing, circa 30BC, using
humans, in reality, was considered good family entertainment... We are
putting our cruel, violent urges into walk, talking beanpaste buns on
paper, rather than walking, talking humans in real life.
something like 75% of the animals they take in are euthenized...
It's also important to remember that these are stories, not reality. If
you look at history, society has gotten progressively less violent as
our media has become moreso. This kind of thing, circa 30BC, using
humans, in reality, was considered good family entertainment... We are
putting our cruel, violent urges into walk, talking beanpaste buns on
paper, rather than walking, talking humans in real life.
Tea
Apr 8, 2010, 8:15:48 PM4/8/10
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Heh, my intention there was to actually parody PETA. And I
wholeheartedly agree with what you say about fantasy/reality- It's why
I made the distinction between real people (although for the first
part, I was comparing how people may behave inside a fictional yukkuri
setting based upon previous works), animals and yukkuris- I would
never imagine the same things being done to real living beings, and
even drawn representations of them. But with yukkuris... it's
awwwwwwwright.
wholeheartedly agree with what you say about fantasy/reality- It's why
I made the distinction between real people (although for the first
part, I was comparing how people may behave inside a fictional yukkuri
setting based upon previous works), animals and yukkuris- I would
never imagine the same things being done to real living beings, and
even drawn representations of them. But with yukkuris... it's
awwwwwwwright.
DESTROYYUKKURIS
Apr 8, 2010, 9:42:40 PM4/8/10
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Ahh... Pretty nice!
I like the sufferings of yukkuris. Sort of needed more pain though.
Thanks for the vitally-needed new content. I was going crazy.
Moeman
Apr 8, 2010, 11:50:56 PM4/8/10
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I was kind of looking forward to seeing how yukkuri that lived their
whole lives in the yu-camp would adapt to forest life.
whole lives in the yu-camp would adapt to forest life.
All the same a good story.
Matt
Apr 8, 2010, 11:53:13 PM4/8/10
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@ Tea
I'm not saying that all yukkuri deserve easy, effortless live. I'm
sure as hell not the crazy PETA/animal rights guy. Hell, I enjoy their
suffering too, just not all of it. Judge by the individual, not the
whole, y'know? A good example is the Yun donuts comic. The original
four deserved their suffering, but the newborn ko's were (currently)
blameless. Asshole yukkuri are the most fun to hurt.
On Apr 8, 6:42 pm, DESTROYYUKKURIS <shinraturkpers...@gmail.com>
wrote:
Poweryoga
Apr 9, 2010, 12:21:10 AM4/9/10
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Thanks for all the feedback!
To be fair, I wanted to dive off the extreme deep end for the yukkuri
camps. The McCarthy era came to my mind when I mocked this up, and
here we have a "yukkuri scare" instead of the Red Scare. You can
probably imagine the crazy scenarios being drawn up by politicians
about DOS yukkuris attacking cities with their dos-sparks and killing
thousands of people, just fill in the stupid debate in your head. :)
For these yukkuris... their existence is suffering, and there is no
hope for any sort of release other than offing themselves. Death
would be a sweet release for these poor yukkuris.
I had thought of putting a PETA equivalent presence in the story, but
I thought that this story was long enough as is (25 pgs in Word) and
the PETA group could make a presence elsewhere as well. I was working
on the Animal Shelter side story (regarding the koyukkuris that got
carted away by sanitation workers) but I ran into some writer's block
along the way, and this idea popped into my head. I'll brainstorm a
bit on that as well, but I don't foresee too much direct abuse in that
one either... there's a character I drew up that will have a lot of
direct abuse though, he's still in the works...
People are more rational now, but just looking at the health care
debate makes me think that people are still capable of mass hysteria
when given the right buttons to push. If you look at the DOS
incident, it's easy to mock up a scenario of those sort of events
happening on a larger scale. People don't know anything about
yukkuris, and they don't know how they turn into dosu-yukkuris.
They're mysterious beings that defy all known science, and what if
they all turned into dosu-yukkuris one day? I can easily imagine
people going nuts over that.
Actually, there's an interesting story about the imperial guard vs
yukkuris. Too bad I couldn't find the end of that story, it was just
getting good too. :\
@Moeman
I really don't think it's possible for the yukkuris to escape from the
camp as is. I could make a scenario where yukkuri-PETA comes and
frees these yukkuris, but that's just another side idea for now. If I
do write a story on that scenario, it'll be definitely be small and
nature related.
Tea
Apr 9, 2010, 5:58:43 AM4/9/10
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Of course, and I respect that. What I was trying to explain though,
that in the context of a story, I don't think it would be too
unreasonable if most people were more negative towards yukkuris as a
whole. Like in No.36's unfortunate_events, when Marisa is begging on
the street, most people are apathetic and see her as being more of an
eyesore, rather than taking pity on it.
that in the context of a story, I don't think it would be too
unreasonable if most people were more negative towards yukkuris as a
whole. Like in No.36's unfortunate_events, when Marisa is begging on
the street, most people are apathetic and see her as being more of an
eyesore, rather than taking pity on it.
Coloris
Apr 9, 2010, 1:09:46 PM4/9/10
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On 9 Apr., 06:21, Poweryoga <nospam11...@gmail.com> wrote:
> Thanks for all the feedback!
>
> You can probably imagine the crazy scenarios being drawn up by politicians
> about DOS yukkuris attacking cities with their dos-sparks and killing
> thousands of people, just fill in the stupid debate in your head. :)
*imagines the dramatic chipmuck video, where he sets a town ablaze
with his dramatic lazer eyes, but with a DOSU instead of the chipmunk*
^^
will there be a white side story too ? something like the "how
yukkuris saved the world" ? ^^
Matt
Apr 9, 2010, 1:11:51 PM4/9/10
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Ahh.I was referring to the real world. I suppose that it does make a
morbid bit of sense that the humans in yukkuri world are even more
indifferent and cruel than in the real world.
morbid bit of sense that the humans in yukkuri world are even more
indifferent and cruel than in the real world.
Tea
Apr 9, 2010, 2:02:30 PM4/9/10
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Ah, I love stories like yukkuris saved the world and it's where I'm
trying to head with my own writing... I'd be interested in seeing
something like that too.
trying to head with my own writing... I'd be interested in seeing
something like that too.
Toawa
Apr 9, 2010, 2:46:34 PM4/9/10
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Actually, that reminds me of something... There have been stories about
yukkuri saving the world from hunger, but yet they never consider things
like malnutrition from getting most food from a single source. This has
happened in history, for example with corn. Corn was brought over from
the New World to feed African and European countries. It grew quickly
and plentifully. However, after a time people started developing
pellagra, caused by a niacin deficiency, because while raw corn contains
niacin, it's not biologically available until after the corn has been
properly processed. While native Americans knew about this and knew the
process, the Europeans didn't.
yukkuri saving the world from hunger, but yet they never consider things
like malnutrition from getting most food from a single source. This has
happened in history, for example with corn. Corn was brought over from
the New World to feed African and European countries. It grew quickly
and plentifully. However, after a time people started developing
pellagra, caused by a niacin deficiency, because while raw corn contains
niacin, it's not biologically available until after the corn has been
properly processed. While native Americans knew about this and knew the
process, the Europeans didn't.
qaz
Apr 9, 2010, 4:13:24 PM4/9/10
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it's kind of sad and i feel bad for these yukkuri's. one thing that
crosses my mind
is if an army tried to create a dos for army use. not only dos but
training regular yukkuri to
serve in a said army. also this event could have sparked a yukkuri
revolution group that free's
reabilites and trains the yukkuri.
Matt
Apr 9, 2010, 4:23:24 PM4/9/10
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That's fairly close to what I'm writing right now. I'm just not going
to have them trained to fight humans.
to have them trained to fight humans.
Poweryoga
Apr 9, 2010, 5:12:50 PM4/9/10
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I do plan to write something for the white end as well, but I have to
draft up scenarios and look for inspirations and ideas as well. I was
thinking of doing PETA on the black and white side, or just a little
"slice of life" from the white end. Maybe give DOS another cameo
presence, etc.
draft up scenarios and look for inspirations and ideas as well. I was
thinking of doing PETA on the black and white side, or just a little
"slice of life" from the white end. Maybe give DOS another cameo
presence, etc.
Either way, that'll come after the pet shelter. :P
Coloris
Apr 9, 2010, 7:18:07 PM4/9/10
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well, maybe add something like a therapy thing...you know, like the
stuff they do with dolphins ^^
Poweryoga
Apr 9, 2010, 8:30:28 PM4/9/10
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Not sure what you're talking about, got a link?
Toawa
Apr 9, 2010, 8:41:51 PM4/9/10
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Tea
Apr 9, 2010, 8:50:55 PM4/9/10
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I remember someone had an idea for yukkuri therapy back in my factory
thread, in which highly trained yukkuris are used to help counsel and
teach young children. It's an interesting idea and one that I'd like
to look at too, but for now I want to crank out what I've already
planned.
thread, in which highly trained yukkuris are used to help counsel and
teach young children. It's an interesting idea and one that I'd like
to look at too, but for now I want to crank out what I've already
planned.
Poweryoga
Apr 9, 2010, 8:52:04 PM4/9/10
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That seems like a great idea. Yukkuri therapy... I can already
anticipate the lols.
anticipate the lols.
Matt
Apr 9, 2010, 9:06:12 PM4/9/10
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Traumatized children being treated by...Yukkuri?... ... ... Auggh!! My
brain!
brain!
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