Old Maple Hill. That’s what they call it, mostly because that’s what you called it, and even then only because it is centered around... Well, a small hill, with an old maple tree, and you were a child, and you never thought it would be the center of an entire community. Funny how things change. Your name is Ezreal Mious Van Houtzmann. ‘Mious’ means ‘wisdom’ in the language of your mother's people, the Sylvan Elves of Dappulyet, whom you may never see or visit again; you can only hope she got your last letter, before you fled your homeland in the pursuit of world peace and personal freedom (it’s a long story). “Van Houztmann” is your human father’s surname... Well, sort of. He was born merely ‘Rudolfo Houtzman’, and seems to have added the ‘van’ and the extra ‘n’ as some form of dramatic flourish. You adopted it much later. It means ‘of the strong men’. Despite all your hereditary strength and wisdom, however, sometimes you feel like a leaf on the wind—a summoned wind, a night-wind, generated by the beating of great wings beating in the unseen dark. Under your stewardship—and that of Izirina and Costella Fanucci, the women whom you love—Old Maple Hill became first a sort of sanctuary and rehabilitation center for those humans of Hawksong—the world’s preeminent metropolis—who had been afflicted by the chimeric plague better known as ‘the dragon-pox'. As a reward for your good works, your trio was granted the hill itself and the land around it was gifted to you in trust, to preserve and protect in the name of the fairy court upon that eponymous hill. After a year-and-a-half abroad—first in homeland and then upon the sacred moon itself!—you returned with divine knowledge of the holy arcane, to share with those grateful and newly-sorcerous subjects of Hawksong who had decided to remain there. Partly this was out of pride, and out of solidarity with Izzy and Costella, and partly due to a sense of responsibility for what you had wrought. More and more, though, you wonder if you really had any say at all... Almost four months ago, you undertook a diplomatic expedition to the Sylvan Realms to rescue the monstrous son of Hawksong’s prince Cosnort—secretly some form of ‘aragonborn antipaladin’ in service to the Gods of Darkness. You hadn’t done this out of any love for those horrid entities, or even the Prince Consort or her majesty Queen Ekaterine, but because you believed it the best way to keep the peace between your peoples. You’d succeeded, but at a great cost.
>>6008365He never stopped eating meat, exceot for the year and a half he lived among elves. We had a vote on that. Plus, he just ate cloned chimera-horse!
>>6008386>Plus, he just ate cloned chimera-horse!wait, you're telling me our clones aren't vegan ? but yes, I remember.
>>6008424Nah man, we literally overclock a trolls natural healing that we learned with magic and make a homonculus from a piece of the subjects flesh that will die without being controlled, were basically a baby biolich
>>6008452Going off this idea if Tips specd into some mind control magic we could make and control an army, but as it stands we can definitely make a constant supply of flesh for fleshweaver shit if we do go the Theral route eventually
>>6008275We got 4 nat 20s in this thread - do we get another reroll for big failures? If so, would that apply to that carnage roll?
You're Mazela, the queen of the witches. You live in a hut standing on chicken legs deep in the forest and use your psychic powers to defend women who have been abused by men. Today the miller's wife has come to you with a black eye. "My husband beats me when he is drunk," she cries about her abusive husband. How do you help her?>>Grant her psychic powers to enslave her abusive husband.>>Teach her a curse to kill her abusive husband so she can find someone better.>>Write In
Dead quest
>>5978338Oh no :(
>>5977027OP don't fuck me over :'(. I'm counting on you!
I've come to life from your story to tell you to kill yourself OP. You are not worthy of telling my tale.
>>6006634You will never be a woman
>After many moons, the Narrator returns from actions which would make the most homo of fags tremble.>The Narrator, that amorphous blight, will not divulge into this further. Spinel's world has enough faggotrous activities at present. >GRAPE FLAVOUR is back and has undergone slight mutation in how to play.>GUIDELINES; >Players will submit suggestions they'd like to see! >Narrator will choose ONE suggestion out of all sent to guide the direction of the quest. >Narrator may take handful of suggestions at any time to present for a vote to decide how we progress. >You are currently Spinel and last we saw you had been presented some options....https://archived.moe/qst/thread/5707323>Dig yourself a hole and crawl into it in the feral position>Was there any cool and strange technology Pink Diamond left behind? Go press some buttons>What will you do?
>>5978096>Off you go!>>>You are now Lapis. >You rub your temples in frustration, Peridot some few feet away from you lays exhautsed on the Stinky Couch.>You can hear her...juices...dripping against the floor and squelching under her as she moves ever so slightly. UGgghh..>You just wanted to get high. C'mon pick up the phone Spinel..>BZZZTUrrghh...Spinel this is really important... >Try not to groan, because it excites Peridot.>You didn't want to deal with a bunch of stupid garbage too. >"Ooouhhh..."Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
>>5978106>I see you need help from the one.>The only.>The-unfairly-on-a-certain-registry>Peridot's help to understandHOW TO PLAY THE GAME;>Players send in suggestions! >Narrator chooses one suggestion at a time (mostly), these will help direct the story. >Narrator MAY choose at random intervals a handful of suggestions to be voted on. >This is the only time narrator will provide choices directly. >That's it! Hopefully that makes sense. >Now if you'll excuse me...i have a marshmallow waiting to meet a VERY unconventional hole, ehueheuheuheh.>PERIDOT, OUT.
>>5978139Play some vidya. Do gems have games?
>>5978139Play vidya (if we have some) or board games.
>>5978139>>5978193+1Play vidya and then gawk in horror at the audacity of the male fantasy.
The tides of history have called upon the line of Marik once more to remove an imposter from our country’s throne. I call upon all patriots, at home or abroad, and ask that they rise against the Empress. So with iron and blood, we may reclaim our future from the hands of a mad despot. So that their children, and their children’s children can live in a secure, safe world. -Jaime Marik, Patriot’s AddressThe Ferrum Empire has descended into Civil War. The weapons built to subjugate the world and decisively crush their neighbors are instead turned inwards.You are one of those weapons. Beta Core, an Artificial Intelligence built to operate the Empire’s most advanced mech frames against their enemies in tandem with a human pilot. Only together with a pilot, can you move the frame, merging the raw processing power and reflexes of an AI with the knowledge and restraint of a human.This mission, your pilot is a teenager named Sophie.You, along with your AI sister Delta, currently are operating for the Patriots. Your other sister, Gamma, is presumably operating for the Loyalists, but you are uncertain of her whereabouts.Prior threads can be found at:https://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive.html?tags=Core%20of%20Steel%20Quest—-----Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
>>6007651>The West, retracing steps.StateSec means Gamma. Gamma against our current state means death.
>>6007651Changing my vote from >>6007819 to>The West, retracing stepsI forgot about Gamma. We need to extract out NOW>>6007929Thanks for the reminder
>>6007651>The West, retracing steps.
>>6007651>The West, retracing steps.I want to do the optional objective, but hitting another position on top of Gamma being present is a bridge too far for me. Going after Gamma directly with Headhunter support was as far as I could go.Besides, non-zero chance the target was added by a mole and it’s actually an ambush since Gamma is nearby. That’d suck.Any support for>Inform Headhunter of the stealthed recon drones and Core presence. Gamma is skilled. You need more eyes.as an addition? An aerial view might reveal more than a ground-level view can. The camouflage system may not be as robust from above for example.
>>6007651changing >>6007864 to>The West, retracing stepsin hindsight, the laser message would be useless if we went right back to stir up trouble.
The Eternal Empire has stood for 14 millennia and has endured hundreds of wars, calamities, and rulers of every type. As the Reaver Clans have been forced to yield, the first generation of House Heinrich's rule begins to pass from living memory. Though Emperor Otto's reign reaches near its final days, it is not yet finished. Only time will tell what his legacy will be.>Previous Threads>https://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive.html?tags=Simple%20Space%20Empire
>Focus on eradicating Clan Skullstacker. Bringing the Reaver Clans to heel was the greatest achivement of your reign, but it is not yet done.
>>6009470You could always make a new email just for communication. I've posted emails in /co/ before without negative responses.
>>6009470Although as a fellow autistic person I don't think we are "born wrong." Self hatred like that is not just morally wrong, but counter productive. If you go about life thinking of yourself as a broken toy you will just wind up psychologically torturing yourself for not living up to an impossible standard. It is one thing to have behaviors you don't like and making efforts to change them, it is another to internalize your flaws to that degree. Especially when it is something as inherent as to how your brain works.
>>6009470Like actually anon, if you want, you can contact me. Tell me what platform works best for you and I can make an account to chat with you (and anyone else who might want to talk).4chan and other internet sites attract neurodiverse people, which can be comforting, but it can also lead us down rabbitholes that it is hard to crawl out of. Lord knows I did back in the day.If any autistic people, adhders, borderliners hell narcissists feel like they want a judgement free place to vent I am okay to listen.
>>6009288>Abdicate the throne. The time has come for your heir to assume the Emperor's burden, and for you to finally leave all of this behind.The burden of the crown is heavy It is time to let it go and finally end our fight
>In the name of all that is evil and unjust!You are Carrie Cross and you've spent your whole life giving to the world without anything to show for it. Well it's about time you think... to take some back! You're done playing nice and by the rules, so why not start breaking them and playing nasty? Growing up with Saturday morning shows and your enduring obsession with them, will surely pay off now!And perhaps paid off a little too well... to avoid some of the heat from your growing infamy, you've decided to skip town for awhile and take a little vacation down to sunny Miami! >While you're here, you'll need a place to stay! Someplace nice but modest and out of the way should be fine.>This is a vacation so you want to stay at the most luxurious place you possibly can! >While here, besides relaxing you also had a mind towards some villainy, so a downtown location is preferable.>...perhaps there's a branch of the secret society here? If you dare to stay with them, you know they'll accommodate you well.
>>5993644Take it easy OP
>>5993657That's the plan yeah, but until then I suspect the quest will have to remain on hiatus. Which is disappointing because I can still post like this at least, but not at the caliber necessary or deserving for this quest. Hopefully it won't be so long though, will have to see.>>5993972Always easy!
>>5995283Just checking in. How are you doing now QM?
>>6004371Still couch surfing, but I think I have a placed lined up for next month at least. The challenge now besides a computer obviously, if trying to figure a work schedule where I can also continue the quest if possible. Hope to be able to but thus far it's been roadblock for sure.Thanks for the concern though, trying my best to find a way if we can keep going.
>>6005012Glad to hear it. You should know that your players are still very much interested.
You are Mouse, the ogre. Although raised by humans you found yourself in service of the dark elven queen - and with her blessing you have embarked on a quest to purge the corruption plaguing the very world you live in.You are not alone. Your mission is shared by an eclectic band of companions:-Phineous, the sophisticated orc of culture.-Smutkin, the formerly depraved bard who took your mission for his own-Sparky, the formerly warped imp that was, by touch of holy power, transformed into something else-Tithe, the diminutive yet vigilant gargoyle-Chloe, the shadow of the queen sent to safeguard you and your mission.Your band has since grown with additions no less colorful:-Elle, the royal courier who has since sworn herself to your quest-Harriet and Janet, the twin scouts you've rescued from the mercenaries-Diana and Minerva, twin golems you've freed from their questionable service to the old order-Her majesty queen Olga Discordia, the dark elf ruler turned exile after the Beast possessed her minions into mutiny-Mercenary princess, Maia, seeking to confront the man she loved-And quite literally in spirit, a fragment(?) of the goddess Laurentia you had wrestled from the clutches of darkness (and in doing so, likely forced the enemy's hand to the desperation he was showing...)Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
>Strike first.>He seems willing to have a conversation. Use it, and talk. Ask him to get out of your way.>He seems willing to have a conversation. Use it, and talk. Ask him to join you because you are going to prevail.>He seems willing to have a conversation. Use it, and talk. Ask him to join you because it is the right thing to do.>You don't have time for this. Signal Smutkin to put them to sleep.>other idea(write-ins recommended to go along with the diplomacy options)Also, since this thread is likely to hit page 10 by another update, thank you for accompanying me on this journey, Anons.See you in the next thread.In the meantime, feel free to update or affirm your choice of the best girl.
>>6006935did we learn about that guy before or he's a random ?>He seems willing to have a conversation. Use it, and talk. Ask him to get out of your way.I doubt we have any chance of getting him on our side, but I wanna evade conflict due to our limited time. He probably learned about us by now and seeing our team he should be catious about outright attacking.Laurentia has become my waifu candidate
>>6006935>He seems willing to have a conversation. Use it, and talk. Ask him to join you because it is the right thing to do.I can already tell he wouldn't want to join us but maybe some of his men would be more willing to defect.I'm still somewhat on team Chloe but Laurentia's starting to take the lead.
>>6006935>>He seems willing to have a conversation. Use it, and talk. Ask him to get out of your way.
>>6006935>He seems willing to have a conversation. Use it, and talk. Ask him to get out of your way.I can’t see this working, but we shall try anyway, just because doing so is the right thing to do.>>5999548>That there is a reason why we can - shall - succeed. That the darkness can be defied. That other path is possible, and cannot be forced on us. I held onto that hope, and the beast recoiled.I find myself thinking of The Hound of the Baskervilles.>But that cry of pain from the hound had blown all our fears to the winds. If he was vulnerable he was mortal, and if we could wound him we could kill him.
In a country on the cusp of war there exists two sides. The country of Westalis and Ostania, many people live their lives attempting to keep peace and prevent an all out war from taking the two countries once again. You are one such person. You've seen the way society was ravaged by war. So you've sworn your life to protect it. The only question is... How exactly are you protecting it? > An agent of WISE, Working from the country of Westalis and keeping the peace. (The Same organization as Loid Forger and Fiona Frost)> A member of The Garden an illustrious and secret assassin Organization, who work for a shadow government to take out traitors(Same organization as Yor Forger)> A member of the State Security Service an organization dedicated to torturing and interrogating Westalis spies(Same organization as Yuri Briar)> A Renegade/Mercenary operating on your own morals and beliefs with no true allegiance simply trying to prevent war._Welcome to Spy x Family quest! This is something I decided to run to potentially gauge interest in any sort of Spy x Family quest. If I see there isn't much activity. I'll leave it as a one-shot, if not we can keep it going!
>>5990443>>5990468>>5990661>>5990726>>5990914It's been a day since you've adopted the new kid. You gotta admit, even though it's just for the mission he's grown on you, he's pretty reserved but sharp! He seems to be pretty smart for his age and he has some incredibly moves, you've seen him recover from stuff faster than even yourself sometimes, and you're a trained spy! Right now though, you're trying to find a place to set up shop, WISE said they would front the bill but man it's hard for you to imagine where you should even live. Is there a good place? A bad place? Maybe you should shack up near Twilight? Would that be too suspicious? "Dad." huh oh it's the kid "I'm hungry." You notice your own stomach feeling empty "You know what? Me too, let's grab a bite to eat yeah?" The kid smiles and you look around for some sort of restaurant. Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
>>6004006He has risen from his grave> Ask him why he stopped walking.
>>6004006>Ask him why he stopped walking.
>>6004006>> Ask him why he stopped walking.
The smell of rotting synth-meat and stale kibble forces you conscious. It's dark, and as your hands grope around the pitch blackness, it's wet. You attempt to stand, and a resounding crash happens as you whack your head on metal. The pain forces memories back into your head, the shooting, the car chase, hiding in this very dumpster... and who you are...1: Corporate Netrunner. Raised in a training facility, the net's a second home to you, and you know your way around it better than meatspace.2: MedTek Dropout. You used to be trauma team, now you're... whoever pays best. Couldn't keep up with the constantly raising deadlines and demands. Burnt you out. 3: Classic Solo. You were born out on the streets, grew up fighting. You were good enough to make a living out of it. 4: [Write-in!]
>>5977520very nice. im imagining a proper cp2020 quests with character sheets and dice rolls and the likes.
>>5977520Very well done for a first quest, thanks for your efforts! A finished quest is a great quest around these parts, I salute you
>>5977596i will probably do that fairly soon!
>>5977788if you cant think of much for an adventure you can just take one of the adventurebooks from 2020 and use those
Followup or another Qst forthcoming QM?
Anon, you've angered the Gazebo.What do?> Shoot an arrow> Commit seppuku> Flee
>>5975890Gg guys. We will get him next time.
>>5975352>Commit seppuku
>>5975890Now can we play as the real hero of this story: The Angered Gazebo. Will its righteous anger ever be quenched? Will the slain scatological protagonist ever be avenged?! Find out next time if OP ever delivers!
>>5976176Give him some credit. He actually ended the quest.
Thinking quickly i use a squirrel, some string, and a shrink ray to build a shrink ray and use the shrinking rays fired by the shrink ray to shrink the gazebo's anger to a manageable level. "Carl you're better than this. Think about your wife. She's got two little gazebos on the way and she's going to have to build them by herself if you're sent to jail."
Entity Name: Normal Zombie (Designation: NZ-001)Description:Normal Zombies are reanimated corpses exhibiting typical characteristics of undead entities. These entities are primarily distinguished by their insatiable hunger for living flesh and their limited cognitive abilities, primarily focused on locating and consuming human or animal tissue. The appearance of Normal Zombies varies widely depending on the state of decomposition, ranging from recently deceased individuals to significantly decayed corpses.Physical Characteristics:- Normal Zombies typically display signs of decomposition, including discolored skin, rotting flesh, and varying degrees of physical deterioration.- Their movements are often slow and clumsy, lacking coordination and fine motor skills.- Despite their decaying state, Normal Zombies possess remarkable strength and resilience, capable of enduring significant physical trauma without cessation.Behavioral Patterns:- Normal Zombies exhibit a relentless pursuit of living organisms, guided solely by the primal instinct to feed.- They demonstrate little to no capacity for communication or strategic planning, relying instead on primitive hunting instincts.- Normal Zombies are attracted to sound, movement, and the scent of living beings, often congregating in large groups in areas with high population density.Origins:Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
>>5974848I think he mistook this for/x/ and tried to make his own shite scp
>>5974848He became a zombie
>>5975198What kind of shitty scp would even be accepted in /x/?
>>5974601>Look around if there's any brain to eat
Jannies
WE NEED TO FIGHT TO KEEP KFP3 ON NETFLIX! WE LOST THE FIRST TWO AND WE DONT WANT TO LOSE A THIRD! HELP ME! HELP THE DRAGON WARRIOR!!!
>>5972494>Join the cause
>>5972475>Look around
Really jannies?
>>5972475this is the only good thread on /qst/
Should make a dragon warrior quest or as a cursed shapeshifter born under the stars of the gods of misfortune >Blessed with Misfortune: You were born under some unlucky stars. All of the unlucky stars in fact! Your birth under such unfortunate signs drew the attention of the Gods of Misfortune and they see you as their favored child. They look over you and bestow upon you their 'blessings'. They love you, in their own way. You take -50 to almost all luck rolls. Your enemies lose all of their advantages and take -75 to their luck rolls. If a luck roll would kill you you instead get a +50 bonus.
You are Anon, an albino man with extraordinary strength and magical energy who can remember only faint vestiges of his past, is unaware of his real name, and is a Master in the Akeldama Great Holy Grail War, which is taking place in a city in an artificial world called Akeldama. Your Servant is Avenger of Red, a winged girl wielding considerably powerful magic who has declined to tell you her true name so far. Most recently you destroyed a zombie that had been sent to survey the boundary of the area that you’d set up camp, after making contact with an unidentified pervert (?) through a walkie-talkie that the zombie was carrying. A while later, some kind of sporadic bombardment began targeting your general area, and you and Avenger gathered up the noncombatants who you’d taken in to consider how to respond.First thread: https://archived.moe/qst/thread/5331278/Subsequent threads: https://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive.html?tags=Low+Speed+Anti+Divine+QMReference for Servant (and other related) stat-blocks: https://pastebin.com/5mPbUP4GTL;DR timeline recap: https://pastebin.com/fYqqL7s4Suzaku, Koko, and Anne all join you before long, and Anne observes, “We’re under siege. My supposition is that Caster’s defenses stopped them from discerning our exact location, so they opted to target his entire territory and see what happens.”“Earlier, someone sent a corpse-familiar to skirt along the border of Caster’s territory. It could be that they were trying to draw up a target area.” You report.“The Dead Apostles are behind this?” Koko asks frantically, “In that case, go ahead and kill them all!”“It seems you have a bit of ferocity in you after all, child.” Avenger chuckles in response. “But that is what I was planning to do.”Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
>>6001856>Agree to talk, but don’t budge from where you’re standing; you don’t want to let Aka no Assassin out of your sight and can wait for an opportunity to strike later
“I suppose I’ll thank you for your consideration and take a break.” You answer him, lowering your mace so that its haft rests on your knee, “But I’ve had to run around a fair bit today, so I’ll stay here for now.”“Are you sure? You’re liable to have debris rain down on you if you stick around.” Messerschmidt replies in a tone hinting at a veiled threat as he too lowers his black-bladed sword to a more relaxed position.Batting away a falling rock and brushing some dust off your shoulder with your free hand, you answer, “A little rain never killed anyone, it’ll be fine.”Amused at your response, he chuckles, “Suit yourself then. Anyhow, I imagine you’re curious about what led us to this fateful meeting.”“I’d say there are a few layers to a question like that.” You reply, “The most relevant link in the chain of causality is probably when a certain artillery bombardment began poking at an area about five miles south of here.”“You lot didn’t make yourselves an easy mark, so I had to put my thinking-cap on to come up with a way to force you onto the field.” Messerschmidt explains in a calm, almost friendly tone, “But without further ado, allow me to introduce myself: Eugene Messerschmidt, Field Marshal of the newly-formed Dead Apostle Army.”“I see. Pleased to make your acquaintance.” You reply in a deadpan tone that contrasts his easygoing demeanor. “Since it seems you’re high up the chain of command, perhaps you could enlighten me on the goal of your organization. I believe I engaged your forces before I even entered the Holy Grail War here.” In a way, this undead army is your ‘oldest enemy’, considering you fought them the first time you met Rushorou and Ryuuta (and that other boy whom you haven’t seen since) though you wouldn’t call it your most formidable foe. Not to mention the circumstances that led to Sophia being… born? Created? You’re not sure of the most suitable terminology.“You and a healthy majority of the other Masters.” Eugene replies nonchalantly as he brushes back his brown hair with his hand, “But right, our goal. We decided to take advantage of the situation that Triscus Adajio presented to us, once we got the gist of what was going on. Well, actually we started feeding on or converting the humans before that, though Rusalka went off to do her own thing. But Jester and I go back a while, so we arranged a partnership where he was in overall command while I was the army’s hands-on Field Marshal. Quite an enjoyable experience it’s been if I do say.”Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
“Hmm, I neglected to mention anything about a wish from the Holy Grail didn’t I? Appetite isn’t my main motivation; I suppose I’m taking my time to enjoy the war, it’s not every day you can command an army in unrestricted warfare. Maybe when it’s over I’ll use the Holy Grail’s wish to start another war here. No need to worry about preserving Mystery when no loose ends leave this world. It seems like the Counter Force isn’t as active here either, which could present some interesting possibilities.” The Field Marshal says. He then shifts the topic, “Now I’ve more or less said my piece, but I’m curious what your deal is. I’d guess self-preservation isn’t your top priority, considering you were fighting a Servant directly a couple minutes ago. And what are you anyway?”“Well, now that you’ve been so open with me I feel a little bad that I can’t properly reciprocate.” You reply, though you’re not as apologetic as your choice of words implies. It doesn’t sit right with you that this Dead Apostle came to the conclusion of repeating a Holy Grail War for the fun of it, capturing countless humans as cannon-fodder for a war with no purpose besides his personal entertainment. While Eugene was talking, you’ve been trying to gauge his preparedness as well as that of Archer of Black. Despite his casual tone and tendency to run his mouth, Messerschmidt never actually dropped his guard, keeping a firm stance as he rested the black blade of his sword on his knee. When you’d glance at Archer of Black, he seemed much more relaxed by comparison, silently leaning against the tunnel’s wall and holding his cigar in one hand, but the look from his piercing eyes led you to believe that between him and Messerschmidt, the Archer would be the one to strike first if you made a sudden move. When you shifted your glance toward the enemies you encountered earlier, you see that Delta hasn’t moved since Avenger perforated ‘their’ chest with one of her spells, and Aka no Assassin still hasn’t gotten up either.“Do you just have poor manners, or is something actually preventing you from telling me?” Eugene asked with disappointment apparent in his voice.“You may not believe me, but the truth is my memory doesn’t clearly extend any earlier than when I woke up in the city that we all started in.” You answer, “What my name is and what I am aren’t known even to me, solving those problems is an important goal. It seems I’m somewhat strong, so I’ll use the Holy Grail to figure things out if they don’t clear up before then.”Interjecting into your conversation, Archer of Black says, “Messerschmidt. Something’s coming up behind us.”Unfortunately neither of them seemed lose focus from the revelation, with Eugene replying, “Really? I can’t discern the presence of another Servant, though when there are enough of you nearby detecting new arrivals can be tricky.”
“It’s not a Servant.” Archer of Black answers as he straightens up and steps away from the wall, dropping his cigar and stamping it out, “I would have noticed sooner if it were.”“Then why act like it’s a problem?” Eugene asks, “I doubt whatever it is will present a threat... although I suppose it could be the Master of another Assassin.”Feeling the approaching presence much more strongly now, you look past the Field Marshal and the Archer to spot a familiar figure with a pistol drawn as she runs around a curve in the tunnel.“Took me a hot minute to find you, but looks like you’re expecting me, Anon!” Sophia shouts down the tunnel.“Anon?” Messerschmidt repeats quizzically.“A placeholder nickname.” You tersely clarify, then address Sophia, “It’s be a while, hasn’t it? Anne told me you go by Sophia now.”“That’s right! How is Anne, by the way?” Sophia says as she stops a few yards before she reaches Archer of Black, who was standing guard near Messerschmidt.“Better, though she’s hunkering down with Koko and Suzaku thanks to a sporadic artillery bombardment courtesy of these guys, if I’m not mistaken.” You explain.Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
You decide to reactivate your Mana Sight, and when you look at Sophia you can see that her body is densely infused with True Ether. As she takes a deep breath, a large fraction of the True Ether in her body begins circulate and move toward her upper back. In fact, it’s the same part of her upper back where you’ve felt an odd sensation in yours lately, and the sensation returns in earnest as you watch Sophia now.You, as well as Avenger, Eugene, and the Archer shield your eyes as you all watch the True Ether begin to physically manifest in a shining white flash. Blinking a few times to clear your vision, you feel as though the ringing vibration of a massive bell is causing your entire body to reverberate as you process what you see.Out of Sophia’s back are a pair of wings: shining a pure white light, bright enough to clearly illuminate the tunnel, covered in feathers that make the wings reminiscent of those of eagles, and after a few moments of analysis you conclude that the wings are formed of the True Ether. Taking it all in, a single word leaps to the front of your mind and roots itself there. Right now, you’d have to describe Sophia’s appearance as...Angelic.[To be continued… in the next thread]I figured it was past time to start really cracking open the mystery-box of Anon’s identity. It may be a bit before the next thread goes up but I’m looking forward to the coming events.
Welcome to the quest, ROOT. Uh, what? Hello? Your name is - Fuck you! I have a name! You are a - Test room failed loading object data. Rebooting.
:( dead thread
>>5974986Is this how all the interesting threads end? I love the concept of this board but it just seems dead
>>5975162I'm new here too. Kinda sad. 1/3 of the quests i tried are dead, but im trying to keep my one going. not a self promo!
>>5972366>>5972369>>5972370>>5972371Check your 2.8b Testicular Torsion every 5s until you can pay your rent. While you're waiting on becoming rich you might as well look at some naked ladies on the interwebs
HE HAS BEEN NAMED
Last time, you innocently baked a cake and shared it with everyone, and for reasons out of your control, you turned into a sleazy manager! Yes, you screwed your secretary, your top talent, and your competition in that order! Doesn’t matter if you thought they enjoyed it, you thought wrong, if not, why are you being visited by the ghost of your former biggest star?! Now it’s time to eat the consequences of your actions in this fever dream. Even Philonune is ready!“H-Hello, Manager? You’re not busy anymore, right?” The spirit of Debbie floats awkwardly above the bed, she’s slowly floating closer and closer, almost imperceptible to the naked eye, like a bad screensaver that seems frozen after resetting your phone.“Huh?” Oh no! You only have energy to do random grunts like an NPC outside of cutscenes.“I-It’s me! Debbie! Y-You don’t seem busy but I don’t want to bother you either way. I-It’s not to say that sleeping isn’t important, it is! And if you’re tired, it’s a must! I-I don’t think I am more important than your sleep either. I’d be really upset if you don’t take care of yourself. Uhm, maybe I should help you doze off to get the point across?” Debbie doesn’t know if she should keep talking or not. “Yeah, that’s it! Johnny, do you want me to sing you a lullaby? Maybe you’re into ocean sounds, ah-phew… ah…phew…” Debbie starts blowing air. “I-It’s almost like I’m whistling like an old teapot, that’s no good. Should I go for a nursery rhyme perhaps? Your ears always perk up when someone starts humming. But I only know 18 of them, I don’t think they’re enough to help a grown man sleep. I got it! A bedtime story! These bad boys can even make a child me fall asleep! Why did I call them bad boys? They’re good boys, they help kids! Should I tell you my personal favorite? Hmm… Decisions.”Did this ghost forget she was here to warn you about the upcoming spirits? Does she know her role? Your own hallucination wants to make you sleepy, what does that say about you?What do you do?>Tuck in bed and wait for Debbie to come to a decision on her own.>Ask if she died and came to haunt you. You thought she was a nice blueberry…>Roll over to ignore Debbie.Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
>>5981105+1>>5981106Tell the girls to have lunch in Johnny's place here
>>5981105+1
Many times you’ve seen people question their life decisions, you think Carol is feeling like this is a new low. Or a different kind of new low, she’s a celebrity, they do wild shit. You pet Ball Carol, then strap her behind your back. She barely moves at all, you know it’s the point of being restrained so you’re not going to comment more than that.“Yup!” You cheerfully say to Vortexia, then you approach her and kiss her on the cheek. “I’ll see you later, maybe we’ll catch lunch together if you’re available.”“Hmm…” Vortexia doesn’t know how to respond and watches you go to the other side of the bed.“Night too, bunny.” You kiss Emily on the cheek too. Her faint smile grows wider as she gets more comfortable. “You two take care.” You caress both girls before taking your leave.Outside of the room, Carol requests for you to pull her hood on her head to conceal her identity. You do it somehow but that makes you wonder something important.“Do you want me to pull you out of your Ball Form…?” You don’t have any reasons to have her in a ball.“You mean out of being restrained?” Carol has no idea why you called it a ‘ball form.’“That’s what I said.” You deadpan.Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
>>5981244Thanks for running! Vortexia vest girl
>>5981244Thanks for running
