Yukari script outline

V1.0

Voice notes- female, vaguely older / mature sounding. Accent ideally neutral / hard to pin down.
Should probably sound vaguely smug in the "I know more about what's happening than you do" sense,
and a little bit teasing as well.

[Opening setup]
Oh, you're finally here? [small giggle to herself]
Or maybe you're feeling like you've been here before?
How did I get here? Who am I and what am I doing here?  Well, your first question isn't that important,
but you can call me Yukari.
Yukari Yakumo. [another giggle]. Or maybe you already knew that? Your name? No, let's save that for later.
[smirks, fan moving to cover mouth, another small laugh]

[pause]

As for why I'm here... let's say I have an offer for you. I know a place far far away from here, so far away you could fly
for a hundred days and never reach it. But at the same time it's close enough that you can almost reach out and touch it
when the midnight moon shines, so close that you find yourself there by walking around the corner of a dream.

There's a place for you there, something not many people can do. You would be the protector of this realm, stopping anyone
who would try to destroy the peace of that world. You don't need to worry about not fitting in, you don't need to worry
about being alone or not knowing how the world works, I promise you that nothing like that will bother you ever again.
This is a role Gensokyo cannot exist without, so I will make sure that you and the role fit each other perfectly.
All you need to do is agree to my offer.

So, are you interested?

[pause, followed by light hearted laughter- not malicious]

I knew you wouldn't say no. Or maybe you've already said yes?

[induction and deepening]

Well then, shall we begin? You'll want to find somewhere to lie down, somwehre comfortable where you won't be disturbed.
[pause]
Yes, just like that. Why are we doing this? I did say you could reach this world, my Gensokyo, from the corner of a dream
did I not? Would I not be the perfect person to guide you into that dream?

Now remember, you must accept everything I say as the absolute truth. For this to work, there cannot be any doubt in your
mind about anything I say. Do you understand?

Perfect- [very satisfied / smug sounding there, little bit sinister. You've just landed in trap after all.]

[voice soothing for this part onwards- time to get people into trance]

Now then, I want you to close your eyes and relax, just like you would when you've just got into bed after a long days
work and all you want to do is rest. That's right, just like that. Let my words wash over you as you rest, filling
your ears with their truth. It's nice to just listen to me like this isn't it?

As you relax, allow your breathin to deepen, each breath dragging on for just a bit longer than the last.That's right, just
breathing in... and out, letting my voice fill your thoughts more and more with each breath you take.

Now, as you lie here, breathing in and out as my voice fills your thoughts,
 you might find that your body starts to feel just a little bit heavy. It's nothing uncomffortable, just the same tired
heaviness you might feel when settling into bed after a long day, the heaviness you feel when the only thing you want is
a nice, deep, sleep. With each breath you take, you feel this heaviness flowing through your body, starting at your heart
and flowing out through your body. Flowing along your legs, all the way down to your feet, making them so relaxed now.
Flowing down your arms and into your hands, right down to your fingertips. Feel the heaviness flow up to your shoulders,
up your neck and into your head, your eyelids getting so heavy now as your entire body relaxes more and more.

With this nice relaxing heaviness filling your entire body, making you more and more relaxed with each breath you take,
you might find that you start finding it a little harder to move your body, like every part of you wants nothing more
to stay here, relaxing more and more to the sound of my voice, more and more of this rellaxing heaviness filling your body
with each breath you take.

And as your body gets heavier and heavier, sinking deeper and deeper into comfy relaxation, you might find that you start
to feel like you're floating, and that the heavier your body gets, the more floaty you feel, just like water
that's so hot it feels cold. Heavier and heavier, but floating further and further away, almost as if you're drifting away
on a cloud of fog, drifting so far away from any troubles you might still have.

As you keep floating away like this, letting my voice take you further and further away from the world and all the
troubles it might contain, you might find that a soft fog begins to creep into your mind, more and more seeping in with
every word that I say. There's nothing to worry about, just a nice soft fog that's as fluffy as a cloud, filling your
mind more and more as you continue to listen to my voice. that's right, just feel the fog filling your mind, slipping into
all the gaps in your brain, making everything feel so hazy, with my voice the only clarity that remains.

That's it, just let everything slip away, let the fog cover everything in your mind. Let any thoughts you have left fade
away, let your memories vanish under the fog, let everything just fade away, so that the entirety of your existence is
your mind and body floating away in this fog as my voice guides you onwards, deeper and deeper into the fog. As you drift
deeper and deeper into the fog, you feel it get thicker and thicker, making your body so much more relaxed and even lighter
than it was before. And as your body relaxes more and more, the fog covers more and more of your mind, like snow in winter.

That's right, just feel the fog cover your mind in pure whiteness. Let everything in your mind just fade away as the fog
drifts in, all your thoughts and memories slowly getting covered by a layer of thick white fog, leaving everything a pure,
blank white in its wake. You can feel it can't you? The first wisps of fog curl around your memories, a thin veil that
makes it just a bit harder to think, just a bit harder to remember anything at all. Feel the fog grow thicker, small wisps
completely enclosing your mind, all your thoughts and memories fading further and further away. It feels good to just let
this happen, to let everything that makes you you fade away. All your painful memories are fading away to nothingness,
all the sadness and anger you've ever felt is vanishing. You feel cleansed, like the thousand impurities everyone gains by
living are just fading away, leaving you pure and perfect.

Feel the fog drift even deeper into your mind, covering more and more of your mind and memory in thick, white nothing.
Now, I'm going to count down from ten to one. With each number, more and more off your mind will be covered in the fog,
and when I reach one, you're entire mind will be covered in this thick white fog.

Ten... Feeling the fog fill all the gaps in your mind...

Nine...

Eight...

Seven... The fog keeps getting thicker and thicker, covering everything under a layer of blank whiteness...

Six...

Five...

Four... Your mind fading away to nothing as it gets buried under the pure whiteness of the fog

Three...

Two...

...And one, your entire mind covered in a thick white fog, your every thought and memory buried under a thick, impenetrable
layer of pure blank whiteness, completely out of your reach. Your mind is pure whiteness now, like a sheet of blank canvas
just waiting to be painted on. And it feels amazing, everything that you are vanishing away into pure blank serenity, with
my voice filling your world. Your entire world is you floating in a white void, with your mind a blank slate. No thoughts.
No memories. No feelings. Just pure, blissful, emptiness. You are blank. You are mindless. You are empty.
You are canvas, waiting to be painted. You are a flower, waiting to bloom. But that is in the future.

For now, you will simply float, mindless and empty. Completely blank.

Blank.

Blank.

Blank.

[transformation]

Now, as you float in this void, you might find that as you spend more time in this blissful, blank-minded trance,
the void around you begins to fill with colour, with more colour appearing the blanker your mind gets. And as these colours
grow in the void around you, their growth fuelled by the slow draining of any thoughts you might have left, you might find
that these scattered colours grow and grow, until you find yourself in a world you've never seen before, and you might
find that the only thing you want is to just keep sitting here in this fantasy, in this tranquil, empty state.

Now, as you remain in this serene, blank-minded state, you might find yourself sitting cross legged at the edge of a pond,
hands clasped together in your lap.
Trees surround the water, the afternoon sun shines warmly on your skin, and the stone beneath you is smooth and polished.
Behind you lies the back of a simple shrine, polished wooden panels soaking in the suns light,
sliding doors left slightly open, inviting people to enter. The pond in front of you is perfectly still, it's unmoving
surface providing a perfect mirror to the blankness of your thoughts.

Looking down, you might see a reflection in the mirror-like stillness of the pond. It seems hazy at first, but as your gaze
falls upon it, the reflection seems to define itself more, and you might see a young woman, no more than 20 years old.
Dark hair frames her face, held in place by a red and white bow at the back, and a pair of matching tubes in front of
her ears, while her reddish-brown eyes are open and unfocused, looking at nothing in particular as she meditates.
 She's wearing a lightweight set of red and white robes, detached sleeves giving a glimpse of her slender frame.

Now, you might find that the more you look at this woman, the more familiar she seems, like the more you look at her the
longer you've known her for. You might find a name coming to mind. You think it's her name.
Reimu Hakurei. It feels right saying it, doesn't it?

Reimu.

It's like you've just met a friend and had to take a moment to remember her name.

Reimu.

But then, you're not sure how you could have forgotten her name, as it almost feels like you've known her your whole life.

Reimu.

There's something about the name that just seems *right*, makes it seem like the most natural thing in the world to say,
to hear.

Reimu.

And the more you hear her name, the more familiar the name seems to you, so familiar that you might react to it when you
hear it called, just as if you'd heard your own name.

Reimu.

Reimu.

Reimu.

And the more you gaze at Reimu's reflection in the water and the more you hear her name, the more you seem to remember
 about her, memories drifting out of the blank void that is your mind.
You might start to recall all the little habits that make Reimu Reimu, from the way she sits in the sun, how she drinks her tea
the way she floats through the sky, or how no matter how much she might complain when you visit the shrine, she's always
smiling when she does so.

Reimu.

And the more you stare at Reimu's reflection, the more familiar these thoughts and habits start to feel, until you could
almost forget that they've ever been anything other than your thoughts or your habits, just like how the name Reimu
is familiar enough that reacting to it as if it's your own feels so natural, so natural that it would be so easy to forget
any other names you've had, leaving Reimu as the only name you've ever had.

Reimu.

Now, as you sit here, letting Reimu's name and Reimu's habits fill more and more of your mind, you might find that as you
keep staring at Reimu's reflection in the water, the reflection seems ever more familiar to you; you feel like you're both
sitting in the same position, that if you were to shift, you'd see Reimu's reflection shift with you... and that if you
blinked, you could almost spot Reimus reflection blinking as well, matching you more and more the longer you stare at it.

Reimu.

And as you keep staring at the ever-more-familiar Reimu reflected in the pond, you might find more of Reimus thoughts
slipping into your head, as if they'd always been there. It's so much more than just Reimus name,  so much more then Reimus
habits; what you find flowing into your mind now is nothing more and nothing less than how Reimu thinks, the mindset that
makes Reimu Reimu, flowing into every corner of your mind; It feels so good to let this mindset fill your thoughts, slowly
pushing out the way you used to think. It just feels so natural to think this way, and before long you might find it hard
to remember any other way you've thought.

Reimu.

It just feels natural to treat everyone equally, no matter what history you might
have with them. It feels natural to do your best for the shrine you're responsible for, even if you're not the best person
to run it properly. It feels natural to be a bit lazy in the days when nothing much is happening, because you know that
sooner or later, something will go wrong, and people will ask you to help with the problem... and you know that you're
going to make sure everything gets sorted out properly, because the idea of not doing things properly when something
serious happens is something that doesn't feel right to you.

Reimu.

that's right, just let this way of thinking fill your mind, slowly displacing any other mindset you might have had... it's
like you've always thought this way, like you've always been someone whos heart was in the right place, someone who's good
at making friends, someone who does care about the things and people they're responsible for, and who will do everything she
can to protect them. It feels natural to think this way, so natural you might think you've never thought any differently,
just like how you've always been called Reimu.

Reimu.

Now, as you keep staring at Reimu's reflection in the water, letting Reimus thoughts fill your head, you might start to feel
a light tingling sensation, just like someone is softly sliding their fingertips over your skin, making the barest
minimum of contact as they do so.

[rework- maybe do tingling passing with tf at same time.

You might find that you like this sensation, that there's an almost playful sense to it
as this tingling slowly works it's way around your body; starting in the fingertips of one hand, you might feel it moving
up your arm in a strange, spiral-like pattern, as if your unseen toucher was making sure to have brushed her fingers across
every inch of your body. Now, as you feel this tingling reach your torso, you might find that it starts to slowly trace its
way down your back, before spiralling down first one leg, then the other. And after this tingling has swept over your
legs, you might find that it starts to move up your chest, down your other arm, and then back to your head, where this
tingling feeling moves up to your forehead, ending in one last brush, like someone had gently poked you there.

Now, you might notice that as this tingling session passes over your body, you start to feel a little bit different in
the places it's passed over; following the tingling up your arm, you see that in it's wake, your body seems a little
bit different; your skin seems a little paler than it used to be, and your body feels slimmer than it used to be.




[repeat instructions]

[conclusion]

[rework start]
And now, it's time to leave this dream. When I count to three, you will wake from this trace, feeling completely refreshed.

[pause]
One... slowly stirring from slumber, awareness filling your mind once more
[pause]
Two... floating back into the waking world
[pause]
And... Three, completely awake once again.
[reowrk end]

So, how are you feeling?
Don't worry, it's normal to be a little confused right now.
Oh yes, do you remember what I said earlier? About your name?
I suppose I don't need to ask you that anymore. [laughter] After all, I already know.

Welcome back, Reimu.