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>/qst/ Thread Archive: http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive.html?tags=Beyond%20the%20Gate
>QM Twitter: twitter.com/SmileytheQM
>General Info (Updated as I go): http://pastebin.com/ffH25ciB

You find Ava inside, sitting patiently while you haul lances and make chit-chat with Gretchen. She must really want that shackle off if she's going at this whole 'being good' thing so seriously.

You let Ava know that you won't be much longer, as Gretchen goes past you carrying a toolbox that's almost as big as she is...

Should you be worried about that?


Task at hand comes first. You grab a few more lances and bring them back out, checking in on the goblin before you go back inside. She's got the plate off, and is affixing some sort of... thing to her forehead...

When you come back out again, you discover that the thing on her forehead is a light. She uses it to help her see as she looks around inside, and you can see that she has a measuring device of some sort in her hand.

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>>Right now, both of you are too heated up for this, so it's best to just wait for Emi.
Who,by the way, will make sure you stay still, even if you don't want to.
"Uhh... it's just... both of you are running waaaayyy too hot right now" You say, as you turn them both towards the couch and and gently push them towards it. "So why don't we all just sit down, relax, and wait for Emi to get here"

Stella gives a short huff. "Fine... but I still think I could do it" She says.
"I don't" Ava replies.

"Be nice, Ava" You say. "And remember that Emi can make you hold still, whether you like it or not"

Ava's hair turns light blue and dull yellow. "Uh... you sure Stella can't do it?" She asks.
"You had your chance to have, gentle, loveable Stella handle this" You say.

"Aww, you're so sweet" Stella says.

Situation successfully diffused. You let out a relieved sigh as the two of them sit down, now no longer angry at each other, or you.

Now you just have to keep it that way until Emi arrives...
That's all for tonight!

I'll be moving tomorrow, so there won't be many threads for the next few days. I'll put up a long post if I can.

As always I'll be sticking around for question/suggestion time.
Thanks Smiley!

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This here is a thread for all Star vs The Forces of Evil Faggots

>You are Anon
>14 year old boy who is really getting sick of this life
>Sick of getting your ass kicked about as often as people find spare change in their couch
>Sick of strangers gunning for you
>Sick of your friends paying the price for your mistakes
>Ron Butters
>Now, even Butter Johnson.
>What is with you and naming things after animal fat byproducts?
>You've pulled one of the few strings you have out here in the multiverse
>A favor from a Demon Goddess

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Okay, but then why post them in the thread at all?
Quest's request. He's trying to be considerate and asked us to share the content around.
You are not wrong about how content creation should be focused on the quest itself but, you can't really stop it.
Just go with the flow and be happy that we have folk autistic enough to make anything.
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While I want you to share actually game relevant information we have no need to post discord memes anywhere but the twitter


and when the joke fits


next session TOMORROW at 7:00 pm US CENTRAL TIME


"Oh boy, friend. You sure have gone and made me angry."
>"Oh boy, friend. You sure have gone and made me angry."

Last time on RFQ.
You successfully completed your first summoning, the DX 1118-C strain of the Blacklight virus. After taking some precautions, you proceeded to infect yourself. Afterwards- you entertained a surprise visit from your very irate sister, tested your powers, and snuck out in the middle of the night to fight crime, or something.

So. I guess the old thread is dead or whatever.12 hours and no votes to be seen.
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I'll update in an hour or so when I get my computer back.
Also here's the
Discord: https://discord.gg/ytH9P
Twitter: https://twitter.com/DimensionBoundG
'Behemoth huh?' You wonder as you walk out of the alley. It's the name you gave the man, after ripping his view of the world to shreds.

You wonder if he'll be able to go to work tomorrow, or if flashbacks of this night will haunt him forever. Maybe his kill awakened him to a life as a serial killer. Maybe you should have just eaten him... Oh well, no use worrying over something in idle thoughts.

You are perched on a gargoyle hanging over a street, 14 stories in the air. The city looks kind of beautiful from here, though the war covering many blocks beneath you ruins it.

You could join in, see what's up. Or go looking for more people to 'save', maybe even make some money if you find any safe houses.

You could always just go home too, or do something totally different, like commit a crime. Your urges are new and hardly restrained, maybe you want to spread...

What DO you want to do?
>Look at the war.
>Find some crime.
>Do some crime (Write in what you want)
>Go home.

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>Look at the war.
>Go home

I vote for becoming the ruler of the world - by force of course. We need some way to create minions that aren't mindless for that though - and to mind control them hive-style or have them have unwavering loyalty.

We could do this a bunch of different ways. One of them is by creating a hivemind by summoning a dead zerg like some anon mentioned in previous thread, until we crack the mutation - after that we should be able to convert others to our loyal subjects.. I think?
Also we need to do some work on making sure we don't fuck over the world completely like what happened in prototype with the virus.

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You are James Baker, a wild card according to the strange man known as Igor. Over the past few days you have moved to the town of Birchland with your Great Uncle Carson. Classes at your school have been normal and you made friends with another student in your class named Martin.

Things took a turn for the strange as two large students acted out against you and Martin for no reason. Even stranger is the crack in the auditorium air that leads to another world. In this other world you met Masked, a woman dressed like a plague doctor who you are fairly sure is one of your study hall teachers, Ms. Brown. This jungle world is filled with dangerous creatures called "Shadows"

Most of what you have learned is from the owner of a strange room "between dreams and reality" Igor and his assistant Abigail. From them you learned the spirit you called to fight for you, Atticus Finch, is a manifestation of your will. You also have been given a book that you just used to recruit a Shadow into a Persona, Harpy. Which has made your friends very confused.

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Previous Thread: >>1558979

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As what predicted in the prophecy of not wanting to commit earlier:

New Thread Wednesday at 6pm EST.
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[Speaking of decisions, here is a Persona USA dedicated discord since the other one I've been using may not interest people.]
New thread

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Welcome to Another Dragon Ball Quest ™ , a quest all about a young kid in the world of Dragon Ball and their involvement in many of the series iconic events. From Radditz to Beerus, there's no telling how far you'll go, or at least how long you can last till you get sent to another dimension!
>How do we play?
This quest functions like any other, options on what to do are brought up, using A,B,C,D, etc, and everyone of YOU votes on what you'd like the character to do. Write-In's are encouraged!
Also, we will be using a system I've seen SOM(Another great DBZ Quest Maker) use recently. For easy tasks, such as fighting normal humans or doing mundane chores, you'll roll a d20, for normal tasks such as fighting opponents who are of equal or slightly higher strength, or trying to pull off more difficult moves, you'll roll a d50, and for hard tasks, like fighting people who are much stronger than you, or fighting multiple opponents at once that have an equal strength to you, you'll roll a d100.
>Do you use Bo3 or Bo5?
Neither, I find that Best of 3 is too cruel sometimes, and that Best of 5 is too lenient. So we'll be doing a Best of 4. That means the first 4 rolls are the only ones that count, and that the highest number rolled will be the one used.
>So what kind of character will we be able to make?
You'll be playing as a young, non-human child around the same age as Gohan was at the beginning of DBZ.
>Wait, we don't get to decide if we want to play a regular human or a dog president?
Not exactly, while you'll be deciding some backstory traits and how you'll be starting this adventure off, I've realized that my limitations as a QM mean I have a hard time working with a completely group created character, so think of this as me throwing you a template that you can mess around with.
>How do we get stronger? We have to fight Raditz one on one with our eyes closed!
Increasing your Power Level is simple. Every once and a while I'll have you roll a d50, and the higher you roll the higher your power increases. For instance, rolling a 1-9 means you only increased your power by ten, while rolling a 40-49 means you increased your power by 80, and a solid 50 woul've increased it by 160. So basically it doubles each tier.
>Are we a boy or a girl?
>Are you sticking completely to cannon or can we change things?

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Got some new fanart that someone sent in.
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I spent all night catching up on this Quest. I ignored it at first but I couldn't anymore after I saw it was about an Oni Loli. Good stuff.

Small grievances so far:

Shouldn't have Krillin say that tilling is god-tier training instead of complaining like a bitch? Roshi's training was mundane tasks too.

Holy shit I fucking hope either us or Launch tell off Chi-chi at some point. The place is not a sausagefest anymore, there's women in the group now, if none of the men have the balls to call her a utter cunt who should notice reality and learn to prioritize then the ladies should. Because seriously, I'm 100% sure no one likes Chi-chi.

Unsure about adding mythological gods and stuff. It's different, but it feels kinda off, even adding non-canon anime filler or movies can be fit-in somehow but brand new stuff that's not part of DB at all feels weird. It gives some variety and it's different from the usual and it's a big deviation from canon so I'm willing to give it a chance to see how it goes.

Enjoyed everything until now though, I'm glad we don't job all the time like Tofoo does too. Let's keep it up.
Opinion instantly discarded. What sort of monster can't tell the difference between pedobait and an actual child?

Seriously though Chichi is Chichi. She's sheltered and she has probably the single worst husband imaginable. She's angry. Big whoop. Nothing to get too bent out of shape over. Besides, she only freaks out when it has to do with her children and deadbeat husband.
I thought his posts was just fine, anon

Fuck chichi
Hey man you do you. It won't change the fact that her life is pretty much 200% stress at all times. She's also always been that way. Don't see why people are caring about it now.

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PREVIOUSLY: http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive.html?searchall=Kuat+Collection

OPENING CRAWL: http://brorlandi.github.io/StarWarsIntroCreator/#!/AKTjy2VjkQBEpB9AEgU-

“WHAT IN THE FIERFEK WAS THAT!?” The comms channel was screaming with panicking officers as ISD Tyranny suddenly was radically restructured into a cloud of debris. That Vong Princess was wielding enough firepower to wipe out an entire Star Destroyer with only glance. And that more or less spelled the end for any kind of cohesion in the Imperial Fleet.

“Steady!” yells Admiral Reike. You look to the tactical map and watch as ships start breaking away out of formation towards the planet or out towards space, isolating themselves in attempts to save themselves. “We are stronger together, stay in formation!” The only strongpoint now left in the defense was around SSD Executor and Death Squadron, who were holding firm. But they represented only a third of the defense. Everything else was starting to panic.

And what was worse was that the Princess was not done. She fired her staff again. This time it crashed into another Star Destroyer, splicing it half. “We just lost another Star Destroyer!” yells a tactical controller. “That Princess is ripping our Fleet apart!” More Starship Princesses enter the fray, along with more generic cruisers and corvettes to back them up. They were forcing a breach open at General Kalani’s position.

Commander Kohlenkau examines the situation. “Sir. It appears the Vong are attempting to force General Kalani’s position open. If they do that, they’ll be in a position to flood Kuat with reinforcements and surround pockets of resistance in orbit. We can’t allow that to happen.”

F4 rolls up. “We don’t have anything that can force them back though. The Admiral’s Starship Girl fleet isn’t big enough to stop the counterattack.”

“Perhaps with Admiral Reike and the former Admiral Figuro-“ She blinks. “Why am I discussing strategy with a droid? Just have all the Fleets stop the offense there at that point, Admiral.”

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S-so Eloidie is now pregnant given how many weeks we haven't heard about her?
not pregnant, she's not for lewds
So can we get a rundown of who all we have and what classes they are? Mighta lost track at some point, and I can't recall what class Defender is.
Are you sure about that?

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Hey everyone, time to start running a Quest for one of my favorite game series of all time. Something I've been wanting to do for some time. There have been several attempts at XCOM related quests before, but most either don't last more than five threads or are dead on arrival.

I hope to change that!

Twitter: https://twitter.com/burninggray


Somewhere in the Arizona Desert.

"So, do you believe in aliens?"

You glance over with a raised eyebrow, surprised that one of your teammates, Rachel, suddenly speaking to you. She leans over, with a curious look shattering the half an hour or so of tense silence within the APC. There is a collection of groans and head shaking at Rachel's insistance of this particular conversation topic to you.

Sure it's been something of a tradition among your team, chatting about random mundane topics and the like en-route to an operation. Something to get the edge off of the possibility of getting killed and all that. But now? Having the one in a lifetime chance at taking down an extremely elusive and powerful drug kingpin? It's rather odd topic to have been sprung at you. As a member in the FBI's SWAT division you guess you never know what to expect, even among your teammates.

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Wouldn't be surprised if our first upgrade is an Alien Alloy Bayonet for our gun, or special ammunition like Shredder, or Incendiary shotgun shells.
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We are the ayylien pain hurricane.
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Was awesome start for new quest.
Usually I am turned off by xcom quests as they lean too heavily to new xcom seriest, that I am not big fan of, but this is different so far. Can't wait for new weeks thread.
Nonsence, the fucking Tentaculats that have been inserted into 1x1x2 holes in base ceilings are FAR scarier.

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> Character Sheet: https://pastebin.com/p1cWKXMd
> Previous Threads: http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive.html?tags=Arcanum%20Extranimus

Manipulation, you think, is a holistic way to pass the time. You can’t imagine that any other doctrine is like this; to evoke and conjure within the real is one experience, but to surround yourself with the Pale is an entirely different one. When you channel power, you surround yourself with emptiness. You are alone in an experience, in a void alone in a room alone. With your Second Sight open, you see nothing but the ebb and flow of chaotic energy that keeps the very world alive, stretching infinitely onward to the horizon. You become hemmed in in the blurry environment around you, until your hearing adjusts such that the sound of your own breathing and your own heartbeat are loud to the exclusion of all other sensations.

In times of irreconcilable emotional distress, some turn to drink; some become violent, and others withdrawn. This—this emptiness—is how you forget.

It’s no longer time to forget. Energy settling around you as you complete this afternoon’s practice session, you rise from your seat. It’s time to say goodbye – at least, in the only real way that the Arcanum seems willing to make available to you.

> Change into something a little nicer and head out.
> Go as you are. It’s not a proper funeral service; you won’t be there long enough for your attire to matter.
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>> “I’ll explain at my hall.”
I think it's safe to give him the full details on Ophelia's death and our now founded worries that we're next.

Don't worry yourself to much QM, I'm sure everyone who's read this quest will pop in any time you post an update on it.
I don't mind this leisurely pace. At least I won't miss all the important things because of always awkward play times.
The reflection in the image is really pissing me off now that I took a good look at it.
Looks like this thread is saged.
Oh well.
Ded quest

Previous: http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive/1552539/
Char sheet: https://pastebin.com/zh3cZW7G
Twitter: https://twitter.com/TheHeadMasterTG

The sun is falling, casting the sprawling city crawling up the side of the jutting, fang like cliff in a foreboding light, like the slowly stretching and opening maw of some great serpent risen from the abyss or the darkness of a child's nightmares. In the streets, above the heads of the monstrous and tired face of the inhabitants of the city, flutters what to most would look like a piece of scrap that somehow is picked up by every stray wind and carried on the winds and carried deeper into the sprawl. But to those from or touched by the warring worlds outside of the normal and "mundane", it'd appear as a pink fairy with no wings, or eyes of the same shade sitting in a cloud of shadows, both wrapped up in old belts and a ragged and flowing duster as her the hat that's larger than her sits atop her head seeming to almost carry her along the wind more than any magic she might have.

Panic, worry and some drops of fear flow across her childish face as she glances around, and grins as she shoots down like a star towards a rich looking and obese man, snatching a coin from his hand as he rolls it around his fingers and then drops to the ground like a pig as she flies off, stuffing the grimy, grease cover piece of metal into the pages of her book. With a fluttering of pages and a triumphant chime. Pink Holiday is thrown back into the air as the book she was carrying expands to the size of a small table, and spins around.

"Oh, that's much more dramatic than what old Charlies worked with" She says, her voice slowly returning to something resembling confidence as she dropped down in the center of the book "Sure rituals are fun but you do realize this is...we're in pretty dire straights right now right!?"

The book stayed silent as it spun the various reagents required for it to show off to no one but its owner and perhaps plenty of other eyes later. The small sprite watched, frowning so she wouldn't smile and gasp in wonder as all the little knickknacks broke apart into pictures, still frames and vague paintings of those destined few fated to battle chaos.

They swirled around, ripping pages out to take with them and burn into the very light they faded into before they shot off and split like lighting, changing to an array of colors as they went off showing the small contractor where she needed to go

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I mean...I think
Great, Lifa can check in to see how her favorite swamp and the frog people are doing. Even probably update the tree internet to talk to them and the beast people.
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Look at this monstrosity I just made. Jojo Part 4 spoilers ahead.
I mean it.
Thanks for the thread HM!

*Licks finger and turns imaginary page.*

Add another one to the pokedex.
Your stand is a panda!

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I did not sleep last night, at all. I am running this one off quest which I promise, I cannot, and will not, continue. Please, let us entertain each other while I'm delirious.

Despite the flakiness of this quest I assume you I am a QM with some sort of experience. However that may not matter now, nay, not now, heavens beans.
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You steel yourself, face the haze, and walk with the sand blasting against your right cheek, your thick hair whips against your eyes.

You cover your nose and mouth trying not to breathe in any sand - for what little good it's doing you.

As you approach the fog the desert suddenly gets cold, but that was to be expected, for you can see the last faded light of the sun through the storm to your left, dipping over the horizon, radiating ripples of yellow orange light off the hot sand.

What wasn't to be expected was the fog itself. It was a surprise, and not altogether unpleasant despite the small grains whipping your face taking on a new density from the dampness. It was a good omen, it was wet. And nothing here was wet.


Your foot sinks into something thick and slimy.

I didn't think it was that wet.

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Ah, too bad. In my sleepless delirium I didn't have enough mind to start the quest properly, with a story post and options.

Now that I've slept, I'm fully with it.

This could have potentially been a very interesting quest.

Alas, I am not completely sober minded and awake. So by the very nature of this quest - to have fun while delirious with no sleep - it can no longer continue. As promised.

Thanks to the one dude who dropped in though!

I shall now return to my regular Quests where people actually show up, and I am in my regular state of mind.

*now completely sober and awake. **Typo**
Your welcome man.

This sounds amazing. People here should try a drunken-storytelling every now and then.
Thanks! See you around LT

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Work continues

Egar exits out the eastern gate and takes the path heading south.

As you wish.
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Contact "her".

... after that, I might talk with a priest.

... And can I read a bit in my book too? Fire magic and all.
>"State of emergency? What the FUCK happened?"
Providence goes to Randy
>Continue eating.
Egar walks over with Az Junior and sits down at a table which contained two other people. One was a woman who seemed to have pointy fox ears, and the other was a rather large looking man with black hair who seemed preoccupied with his plate. The fox lady spoke out, "Junior? JUNIOR! Welcome back!" Egar looks over at Little Az and stifles a chuckle as he groans and sits down with her. Egar follows him, realizing there is already food on the table, how peculiar; however, he doesn't question it and plops down in front of the man. The table was sorted with all varieties of meats and it would seem he got a sort of chicken leg. He noticed something strange about the man's left hand... it had a mark on it that seemed like a tattoo. Interesting, he looked around to see if any of the other table mates had that mark, but they were barren. Perhaps he was from a different clan then? Oh well, he looked down to grab his turkey leg, but something caught his eye. On his left hand there was... a brand... Egar's features were dumbfounded and he just gawked silently at his hand. That must mean... he looked back up at the man in front of him. Shivers were sent down his spine as he realized the implications of this. He didn't have this mark before... Egar leaned over and put his hands on the table. "What is your name... good sir?"

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It is the Year of Our Lord 1120. You are Victor Reis, a Knight-Captain of the Order of Brothers of the German House of Saint Mary in Frankfurt (The Teutonic Order.) You had come to the Holy Land after a request for aid from your brothers in the newly-formed Templar order, and traveled with them to a mountain pass Northeast of Acre, and joining a Saracen horde in battle there, suddenly found yourself in another world, along with your Teuton brothers and Templar allies. After an ordeal that involved Elves, the Wilde Jaege, and even more Elves, you finally made your way back to the warcamp, that was transferred to the world as well.


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>"To check on the village, and see if I cannot find any huntsmen willing to join with our army."
>"To check on the village, and see if I cannot find any huntsmen willing to join with our army."
>"To check on the village, and see if I cannot find any huntsmen willing to join with our army."
>"To check on the village, and see if I cannot find any huntsmen willing to join with our army."
Forgot I had already posted here. Please, ignore

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OH SHIT NIGGER(s) it's an adventure about killing vampires n shit.

3 vampire hunters, 1 little girl and a robutt, is going to infiltrate a vampire castle to kill the head vampire there for casting a spell than kept the world at perpetual night time.

While on the Vampires' side there's Bob the Vampbeast given the mission to stop these hunters.

The hunters are currently fighting the first boss: Mark the Elder Vampire, Bob's master.

Each character needs at least 1 player to be the voices in their head to tell them what to do n' shit.

Just name yourself something with the highlighted title under the character to identify which team you're going with. Example: Regular Hunter Faggot -> Controls Oswell the regular Hunter

Need at least 1 player for each dude, DOESN'T mean each character is limited to 1 player.

The more players each character has, the more rerolls that team gets.

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Rolled 3 (1d5)

If it's too late, I at least want the box.
You get a picture of the box
Oh come on.
You know this is just gonna waste time next thread.
I know

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The year is 1992 and you are a member of the Grove Street Families living in the projects of Ganton named Leroy Emmetson AKA "Lil E".
You are bunking with your number one homie named Abdurrahman, AKA "Big Ab"

You wake up at 11:00 AM, with a half burnt blunt in the ashtray, you have a Colt 45 stashed under the bed and you are wearing a green T-shirt, green chucks and Khaki shorts.
>What will you do?
>Where will you go?
The first faggot to get dubs decides.
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"Come on in homie"
*pass the blunt*
Fuck man, you two are gonna be late for work. Grab your piece, go check out your ride.

Also ask him if he's got anything in mind for today
You pass the blunt over to your homie, as he takes a large draw from it.
Are you going to expand on that, or are you waiting for a write in?

The fire of war rages, his majesty King Maximilian and his companians are marching onward to the demonic wastes far to the north. This is the age of Heroes and Legends, stories to be told for centuries to come. Today a hero is born, in a small city near the kingdom's border. You are one of the city's guard and today, your actions shall determine this hero's fate. This is CityGuard Quest.

Write in name, gender, and weapon of choice. Roll a 1d100 and the highest roll is chosen.
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"They've breached the gates!"
Thoralf the guard captain shouts at you and other guards. The city is under siege by demon cultist. A hero that will banish the evils that plagued this land was prophecied to be birthed on this day in this very city, and the cultists intend to stop it.
"Jerard what are you waiting for?! Pick up your halberd and move!"
You stopped spacing out, picked up your halberd and rushed to the center of the city to defend it. The outer layer of the city had already been overran by cultist and lesser demons. Your fellow guard Go'rash cried out in despair.
"Its over Jerard! We're all gonna die! Theres no way in hell we will win against those cultists! Didn't you saw how easily those...creatures wiped our ranks?"
"Calm down Go'rash, our main concern now is to make sure the baby is the safe. As long as-"
As you tried to reassure her, a sudden arcane explosion tore the foundation of a building next to you. It crashes on top of your squad.
Give me 3 1d100 roll
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