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Three StepsWell, Patchouli's ability to summon rainstorms seems to be the emergency back-up for keeping Flandre grounded, so I doubt there's anything as simple as Remilia being able to stop her whenever she wants. And presumably anyone who can destroy the roof would be able to stop her if they needed to, during daylight anyway.
edited 3rd Aug '11 4:01:13 PM by Clarste
All business!Flandre as a basically harmless* agoraphobe is starting to appeal to me more and more. If nothing else, it makes Remi seem kinder. In that scenario, I wonder how she would have reacted to Sakuya's first exercise of spacehax. I'll admit it isn't exactly in line with canon, but it's closer than "Flan is a ravening menace."
edited 3rd Aug '11 4:03:25 PM by Durazno
This amuses me'I don't remember there being a bowling alley here...' Canon Flandre is about halfway between the two, I think. Mostly harmless, but best avoided. Might as well say it now, but I really can't bring myself to call her Flan. I can't take someone seriously if they're named after pudding.
edited 3rd Aug '11 4:09:18 PM by asterism
Three Steps"Mostly harmless, but best avoided" describes pretty much every youkai in the series.
Chaotic LulzyAozora-Market's Scarlet and Scarlet. Remilia muses on her flaws as a sister as Flan breaks out of the mansion in an attempt to see Marisa.
Millet Soup's Occasional Sisterly Gifts. Basically a fluff story. Flan wants to celebrate Christmas and asks for a special present.
No-ya's Sakuya Izayoi Enters the Fantasy. Sakuya asks Remilia for a job. A job interview is involved. Also, just don't look at page 32. Perfectly good story and then the artist has to put a pin-up at the end.
Shino's The Place Where I Live. A Meiling story I forgot to post for Meiling. But Remilia demonstrates charisma. And its practically the only Shino story where she does.
Sayakata Tea Mansion's Red Skies of Japonesia part one and part two. An anonymous complaint against Remilia brings her to the Yama's attention and judgement.
Karaagetarou's Vampire Kiss. Mostly about Remilia dealing with the fact that she's eternally young in a very Remiliash way.
Karaagetarou's Our Home. A whim of Remilia's leads to a difficult housing situation.
Hounori's Sakuya's Dream. The inverse of the Vampire Kiss in a way. Still got some good Remilia charisma going on. Minor nudity on page four but the stylized art makes it less of a thing.
Soutsuki Hisame's Nanokagetsu Sakuya. Remilia breaches the Great Hakurei Barrier to find a very special servant* That should be enough of various things. Also, @Clarste thing where Remilia never loses her childish wonder, that makes me think of Yotsuba as a vampire.
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Hakunon's Strange QuestI can call her pudding names because pudding names are adorable. While Flandre is not the safest youkai to be around, I heavily doubt she is the mindless killer or rampaging monster that some fan works make her out to be. The same time, I doubt that Remilia is as abusive/neglectful to Flandre as some fanworks make her out to be. At least in my headcanon, Remilia and Flandre have at least a friendly relationship, if not a loving sisterly one.
This amuses meRemilia has an often unusual way of showing affection ('Become immortal Sakuya, so we can live together FOREVER!'* ). Plus, to restate what has been stated a few times with other characters, she is not human and thus cannot be expected to follow human instincts and logic. Flandre, for that matter, is not human either. Perhaps the basement lurking is a mutual agreement firmly rooted in Vampire Logic.
All business!I get the sense that Remi doesn't quite know what to do with her. "I'm responsible for you, right?" She gets the idea that she can't ever show uncertainty or weakness in front of Flandre, or that will somehow invalidate her big sisterhood. As we see in the interview, though, Flan sees right through her.
Chaotic LulzyOddly, you just stated a big part of the plot to Scarlet and Scarlet.
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Three StepsHonestly, Flandre doesn't seem to be very important. She hardly ever shows up and Remilia doesn't seem to think about her much. My best guess is that as someone who values freedom, Remilia shows her respect for her sister by letting her do whatever she wants and not getting in her way, which looks a lot like being neglectful. However, to Remilia that would be one of the few ways of treating her as an equal as opposed to as a servant or something, which she treats everyone else as. Flandre is the only person she doesn't direct authority over, so she's the one that Remilia leaves to her own devices. This is Remilia's way of being the older sister, rather than the master.
Avvie-free for life!Makes me wonder how she deals with Patch. They're supposed to be old friends after all.
Three StepsShe asks her for an awful lot of favors.
All business!I like to imagine them not seeing each other for years at a time, doing their things at opposite ends of the enormous mansion, then having tearful reunions every now and then. "You have to tell me aaaaall about your research!"
"Why? It just goes in one ear and out the other."
"I like to listen to your voice!"
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edited 3rd Aug '11 5:19:01 PM by Pulse
Angel of Draconic WisdomI've always wondered, Remi and Patchy are described as old friends. How did they meet?
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Hakunon's Strange QuestOne of the mysteries of the mansion! I do like to think that Patchy was "lured" to Remilia/the mansion itself for some reason though. Not sure why though. EDIT: Can't even spell simple words. Gah.
edited 3rd Aug '11 6:03:06 PM by Otherarrow
Three StepsPatchouli's only a hundred years old, so they can't go back too far. Given that Patchouli seems to have no concept of living outside the mansion, I wonder if she was born there. Did Remilia know her parents? Either way, I like to imagine that they met when Patchouli was young. Patchouli seems to take her for granted at least that much. Edit: Oh, and since Remilia's eternally a child, that would make them childhood friends.
edited 3rd Aug '11 6:07:54 PM by Clarste
B VillainOn the topic of the "Moonbitches": They have been warned of the attack by Eirin. I'm sure she would know everybody's strengths and weaknesses and how to defeat them. If it were a surprise attack the results may have been different.
That awkward moment where Kyoro is one of Satan's Generals.
The sunlight trailing through closed curtains of the little girl's room trickled across her face. The smell of smoke suddenly filled the room, and the little girl awoke suddenly, the most intense pain she had ever felt stirring her. Remilia Scarlet clutched her cheek, the wound still stinging terribly. She rubbed the injury gently, sobbing a little, though she was scared more than anything else. Flan. Flan! The girl threw herself to her feet, and dashed to the room next to hers. "Flandre! Flan! Fllaandrrre!" No answer. The girl began to walk out of the room, dejected, defeated, fearful. "R-Re... Remi..." Another girl, this one younger still, crawled across the floor, crying, in pain, the smoking stumps of what must have been wings jutting out of her back. "Flandre! Oh, Flan!" The older girl took her sister in an embrace, silently crying, both for herself and for Flandre. She so desperately wanted to quiet her, to tell her it would be alright, but... but she couldn't. Memories of yesterday came flooding back... The deaths of their parents, their own transformations, the... The CRAVING. The HUNGER. "How did this all happen?..." The girls fell asleep soon after, still holding each other, trying to make it all okay... Night fell, and the girls awoke. The older of the pair told her sister to wait in her room, and she took off, into the night sky, her newfound instincts telling her where to go. And so she followed herself to the village by the lake. The village was completely empty, the few roads and paths utterly deserted. Everyone left was fast asleep in their homes, feeling safe and sound. Remilia followed the pull of whatever strange senses she had now, and flew in through a window, into a single-room hut, with a single occupant to match. Remilia threw her snow white cap over the sleeping man's face, so as to keep him quiet, and bit down on his neck. She only took a little. Just enough to sate her urge. He didn't die. Of course not. Even if half of what Remilia had taken from him had wound up on her dress and hat. But she was satisfied. For how long, she didn't know. What she did know, however, was that the sun would rise soon. She had spent too much time feeding tonight, and she needed to leave right away. It was a close call. The sun nearly destroyed her feet as she returned to her home, but she had saved herself. And then she saw Flandre. She looked nearly dead, like something was eating her from the inside out. Remilia, not knowing what else to do, wrung out whatever blood she had gotten on her hat into a bowl, and gave it to her sister, who nearly squealed in excitement. Things went like that many, many years for the two sisters, once a night, every night. When Remilia was out, Flandre would read storybooks that her sister had brought back every so often. She became engrossed in tales of princesses and knights and mages and even simple tales of loyal, almost loving, servants. One night, before Remlia had left, Flandre asked; "Remi, can we have a court mage? They could take care of the books, and talk to me while you're out." "Of course. Anything for you, Flan." Remilia was gone for three days this time. Flandre had feared the worst. But Remilia was fine. It was the (future) court mage who was in danger. "Patchouli Knowledge, having been found guilty of Forming Pacts of Satanic Power, as well as Performence of Witchcraft, is hereby sentenced, by the rights vested in me by His Holiness, to Death, by Burning in the Flames in which she is so enamor-" "You sure can drone on and on, old man. But I'm afraid that girl belongs to me now. I suppose you could call it her fate." And the Scarlet Devil swooped down and tore the stake the witch was tied to out of the ground, and off she flew, the girl screaming as if there were no tomorrow. "...I guess she really was in cahoots with the devil!" And so Remilia attained a court mage. "Ah... Um...Thank you?" The girl in purple was completely baffled. "Oh, you're welcome. You want me to pick up your things, while I'm at it?" "Um... I think so?..." Still confused. "Right then. Wait here." The short girl with leathery wings took to the air, leaving quickly and returning just as fast, this time holding an entire large building above herself, foundation and all. "You're a magician, right? Then you should be able to move these in yourself." "...My, MY BOOKS! Thank you! I never thought I'd see them agai... I mean, thanks, I guess." Much less confused. "So, you cool with moving in?" "...Hmph. I suppose." Still more years passed. Flandre now had a whole new world of books to read, and that was only counting the books she didn't have to sneak out of Voile. She read about faraway places and strange lands, and now had become enamored with the martial artists of the Far East. This time, Flan tried to be a bit more subtle with her request. "Remi, wouldn't a gate guard be a wonderful idea for around here? They could keep us safe if someone tried to force their way in. But they'd need to be able to fight, even unarmed..." "I think we're plenty safe as of now, Flan. There's only so much I can do, after all." It was Remilia's turn to find something new in the library. There, she read stories of the powerful, supernatural martial artists of the Hong clan, and the strange stories of their origins, as they supposedly are descended from the rainbow dragons of the same name. She dwelled on the thought of them, before she simply willed it that one of them would go on a journey that would eventually bring them to her. All her own idea, of course. No one else's. The martial artist was nearly unconscious from lack of food and water. Nowhere near dead, of course; the Hong are sturdier than that! Yeah!... But something to eat would be nice, sooner the bett... "Yowza!" The Chinese wanderer spotted what was almost certainly a house on a hill over yonder! The sudden burst of hope also provided a sudden burst of adrenaline, and she ran over the hills to the entrance. She banged on the door, calling out- "Hey! Anyone in there?! I'm kinda starving here! Any help would be appreciated!" The door opened. "Ah, hello there. I've been expecting you, though you're almost fifty years late. Please, come in..." "Oh, thank you!" Wait a sec. Fifty years late? I only started journeying five years ago... Maybe she's confusing me for some- "You're one of the Hong, correct? I must say, you're just as impressive in person as you are in the books." Guess not. The Hong was treated to a plentiful but somewhat bland meal, courtesy of the librarian, of all people. Magiced right up. The Hong introduced herself as Meiling, admonishing herself for doing so after eating. "Thank you for your kindness to me, a stranger. I must tell you; in my family, hospitality is never unrewarded. Ask anything of me, and I will carry it out to the best of my ability." "Anything at all, huh? Then... We have a gate that needs guarding, and a garden that needs tending. I would be just as grateful to you if you would stay here with us." "Then, I shall stay here as long as I am needed. I swear, on my honor as a Hong." Yet more time passed, and the house had become rather lively, as rumors of a bastion of magic remained in an increasingly unbelieving world. The house was now, as a result, full of fairies, whom Remilia had employed as maids. They didn't really do anything, however, and now, a true maid would be required. "Look at that little street rat!" "Ooh, what's wrong with that thing? Why does she have silver hair? You a little old lady, or something?" The girl ran away, almost... phazing from several different spots, getting further and further away. This was the third time she had been turned away from civilization, and the street urchin desperately needed to be loved. Food was easy for her; animals just seemed to stop in her presence. But she was terribly lonely. It happened that day that the Scarlet Devil was passing by around that time, and upon seeing that grotesque display, she dropped to the ground and bashed the man and woman who had insulted the girl with the blunt end of Gungnir, so as to scare the girl, rather than terrorize her. "W-who are y-you?" The girl was very visibly shaking in fear. "Your savior from a lifetime of never escaping the cruelty of people." And with that, the Scarlet Devil and the little girl disappeared into the night sky. "You got a name?" "N-No..." "Doesn't matter. I was going to change it anyway, so that just means less angst for you." "What... What is my name?" "How do you like "Sakuya?" Sakuya Izayoi?" The mansion had a maid now. She practiced on honing her powers, and before long, the mansion became much larger on the inside, thanks to Sakuya. "Remi! Flan's wings are complete! It took a while, but Koakuma and I managed to-" "Koakuma?" "...My familiar?" "???" "... That succubus I summoned to help me around the library, about fifty years ago?" "Oh, her." "... Anyway, I'm sorry it took so long, but I had to constantly channel my Philosophers' Stone spell through Koakuma, since she's a little weaker than me in magic. So now, we have a set of crystalic-metallic artificial wings. Shall we attach them?" "Of course. Begin the operation!" It was a simple procedure, just attaching the wings to the stumps made all that time ago... When the younger sister awoke, tears welled up in her eyes. "Thank you so much, Remilia!" "Of course. Anything for you, Flandre."
It's still not super-duper all about Remi, but it's a lot better than my last one, I feel.
edited 10th Sep '11 11:59:35 PM by Pulse
Angel of Draconic WisdomNice, I like it! I'm working on a fanfic myself, about the scarlet sisters backstory, mostly from the point of view of sakuya.
Doing nothing is a choice.
Chaotic LulzyI like it. I like good sister Remilia stuff. As for the thorny issue of how Patchy and Remilia became friends? Hmmm.
She doesn't have a very proactive personality, but rather always walks her own path. However, she is always interested where knowledge is concerned and will proactively go and try to acquire it.This gives me the impression that she heard rumors of the Scarlet Devil and went to learn about her and about vampires, discovered Remilia had a small collection of tomes and grimoires, stopped to read some and has been there ever since. Remilia may have come to talk to her and they eventually became friends based on a series of bantery conversations. And then Remilia invited Patchy to move in which was basically what had happened already in everything but name. Its implied that she's spent most of her hundred years in the library so she was probably fairly young when she entered the mansion. Definitely less than twenty. Maybe less than ten because the thought of precocious, born unhealthy Patchy brazenly walking into a vampire's mansion is neat. This is really more Patchy talk than Remilia talk. So, from Remilia's perspective, Patchy was a interesting girl who was able to keep up with her intellectually and who was likewise not human. Great bonding material, that. Patchy's profile says that she creates and solves problems in the mansion. Stuff like the rocket and the pool could count as solving. So basically, Remilia comes to Patchy with the whim of the week if its a magical whim. But I imagine that Patchy's experiments or whatever backfire at times, causing cacophony and discord, giving Remilia an exciting afternoon. Patchy for her part probably appreciates the room and board and that Remilia generally leaves her to her reading. Youkai are long-lived. You can stretch out the time between visits and still be social.
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Soutsuki Hisame's Nanokagetsu Sakuya. Remilia breaches the Great Hakurei Barrier to find a very special servant*What. That doujin? Seriously? That "I'm gonna kill a bunch of people for making fun of my hair and be praised as a tragic hero for it" teenage victim complex power fantasy? Bocaj, what. Urgh! Where's that fluffy story! I'm going to consume it!
Remilia has an often unusual way of showing affectionHeh.
Honestly, Flandre doesn't seem to be very important. She hardly ever shows up and Remilia doesn't seem to think about her much. My best guess is that as someone who values freedom, Remilia shows her respect for her sister by letting her do whatever she wants and not getting in her way, which looks a lot like being neglectful. However, to Remilia that would be one of the few ways of treating her as an equal as opposed to as a servant or something, which she treats everyone else as. Flandre is the only person she doesn't direct authority over, so she's the one that Remilia leaves to her own devices. This is Remilia's way of being the older sister, rather than the master.I wish you'd say things more often that don't make this much sense. Well, I do find it hard to imagine that someone who's lived for 500 years and almost can't leave their house would not think much about everyone they know. But then there's the whole thing about youkai thinking differently and that just makes everything really confusing. Still, Flandre would be a perfectly good sister to play with... In any case, I approve of the idea of Remilia letting Flandre do what she wants is her way of being a big sister. Isn't that somewhat contradicted by the whole idea of Flandre being grounded in the basement for such a long time, though?
"You have to tell me aaaaall about your research!"Tee hee.
"Why? It just goes in one ear and out the other."
"I like to listen to your voice!"
Patchouli's only a hundred years old, so they can't go back too far. Given that Patchouli seems to have no concept of living outside the mansion, I wonder if she was born there.She's like Jean-Baptiste Grenouille, except instead of being born on a pile of old fish, she was born on a pile of books, and instead of having a supernaturally strong sense of smell, she can learn the contents of a book by licking it. And yet, she cannot learn the contents of a person! ... Or something! Okay, seriously though, that's an intriguing idea. In no small part because of the whole "childhood friend" thing.
Scarlet HeartNot bad. Got some good ideas in there. I got a smile out of the Meiling bit. "I will guard this gate for as long as I'm needed, little girl!" [250 years later] "... darn." Though the biggest question to me is... why did Patchouli summon a succubus to help her...
SHALL INHERIT THE EARTH
I wish you'd say things more often that don't make this much sense....what? I don't know what you're trying to say here. I guess from context that it was a compliment of some sort?
Well, I do find it hard to imagine that someone who's lived for 500 years and almost can't leave their house would not think much about everyone they know. But then there's the whole thing about youkai thinking differently and that just makes everything really confusing. Still, Flandre would be a perfectly good sister to play with...From Remilia's perspective, her will is law. To interact with people is to control them, either directly or more subtly. The world is her plaything, to use as she desires. Servants, friends and even strangers exist for her enjoyment. After all, what else could they possibly be for? Her sister is an exception though, her sister is someone she doesn't want to control. Her sister deserves her own world to play with for herself. Her own world free from the machinations of others. To give her anything less would be to disgrace the Scarlet name.
In any case, I approve of the idea of Remilia letting Flandre do what she wants is her way of being a big sister. Isn't that somewhat contradicted by the whole idea of Flandre being grounded in the basement for such a long time, though?It's always been unclear to me exactly why Flandre's in the basement. I really don't think she's been forced down there or anything though. Assuming the "giant basement with other youkai" theory, she might even have her own friends and servants down there that we never see.
edited 4th Aug '11 1:35:15 AM by Clarste
...what? I don't know what you're trying to say here. I guess from context that it was a compliment of some sort?With the implication that I wish for more opportunities to possibly actually beat you in an argument, yes! Only half-serious about that, though. The other thing is that your views always strike me as somewhat cynical, but they also make so much sense that it's hard for me not to accept them in good conscience. But then, I guess they're not really as cynical as they may seem in the beginning, most of the time...
From Remilia's perspective, her will is law. To interact with people is to control them, either directly or more subtly. The world is her plaything, to use as she desires. Servants, friends and even strangers exist for her enjoyment. After all, what else could they possibly be for? Her sister is an exception though, her sister is someone she doesn't want to control. Her sister deserves her own world to play with for herself. Her own world free from the machinations of others. To give her anything less would be to disgrace the Scarlet name.See. There. You broke the Sliding Scale of Sweetness vs. Cynicism. Or at least, I have no idea where to place this. It's good, though. Very good.
It's always been unclear to me exactly why Flandre's in the basement. I really don't think she's been forced down there or anything though. Assuming the "giant basement with other youkai" theory, she might even have her own friends and servants down there that we never see.And that just makes it so much harder for me to argue against. Igh. I'll need a while to weigh these new ideas against my previous ones and see how many men there'll be left standing on either side.
SHALL INHERIT THE EARTH
In any case, I approve of the idea of Remilia letting Flandre do what she wants is her way of being a big sister. Isn't that somewhat contradicted by the whole idea of Flandre being grounded in the basement for such a long time, though?For the millionth time: there's no reason to believe that that's canon. I've actively looked for references to Flandre and the Scarlet Devil Mansion's cellar, and there's one, in the context of ZUN making a funny joke. Furthermore, one eyewitness report in Perfect Memento is very explicit about her being seen aboveground. There's no reason at all to believe that Flandre is confined to the cellar, in a self-imposed fashion or otherwise.
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