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Nine years ago, the warrior race known as the Saiyans were annexed into Emperor Freeza's army. Since that day, the Saiyans have acted as the emperor's loyal soldiers, leading the charge onto hundreds of worlds and facing down all who oppose Lord Freeza's rule. As mighty conquerors, crushing all who have stood against them, the Saiyans have made quite a reputation for themselves. They are known across the universe as Freeza's most powerful and loyal subjects.

The larger than life tales of the Super Saiyans, especially, have spread to every corner of the civilized universe. Facing demons, wizards, assassins, armies, champions, and even surviving one on one with Lord Freeza himself. The mere mention of one of the Super Saiyans inspires awe, admiration, jealousy, or fear, depending on where you go and who you ask of course.

Welcome to Saiyan Conqueror Quest, currently Age 740. You the players control Karn, a Saiyan Berserker with a base powerlevel of 471,817, a general in Lord Freeza’s army, mate to Meloka, father to Chaya and Chilli and adoptive father of Broly, and an inspiration to the other Saiyans and the rest of the PTO forces alike. Your current teammates are:
Meloka- Blaster, 299,314
Chaya- Child, 10,137
Broly- Child, 57,479
Ubo- Brawler, 9,735,644
King Vegeta- Blaster, 212,703
Nappa- Juggernaut, 208,401
Turles- Tactician, 201,317
Raven- Witch, 185



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>>2499190
Since hes a demon, can we try asking towa if he has any weaknesses? Surley she may know something?
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>>2499219
he doesn't. Karn still doesn't know.
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>>2499193
You can chew even harder?
>>2499203
It’d be worse for him than that.
>>2499213
You should do something else first.
>>2499219
That wasn’t exactly what he was going to say. But close.
>>2499223
You could try.
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>>2499897
>That wasn’t exactly what he was going to say. But close.
Family? Tatsu confirmed Karn's grandpa/uncle?
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>>2500073
Yes, that’s what he was going to say. Confirmed nothing of the kind.

Ayyoo I'm feeling rather motivated so I'm doing thread 2 today. Get the votes in!

Previous Thread: http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive/2473123/

"Get out of bed sleepy head! We're going out!", Sombra shouted at me, prying me off the sweet embrace of sleep.

It is not everyday I woke up to a girl sitting on me, looking all giddy like (well actually, never). The tan skinned lady jumped off me and told me to wash myself and dress up, pointing towards a set of clothing wrapped up in plastic hanging by the wall of my room. My body is still sore from the all of the action I get last night. My joints are screaming for the sweet release of death as I rise from my bed. Remember when I said that I'll never forget Doomfist saying "Talon, it is time to start a war."? Yeah, that is because it is the last thing I could comprehend as I struggled to stand upright. I wouldn't dare fall down and faint while Doomfist is talking to those creepy guys in that meeting room. Besides, it will be very uncool if Widowmaker-sama saw that. Everything else is pretty fuzzy, now that I try to recall. Deciding that I'll trouble myself recalling that some other time, I pushed myself to this room's shower. This room is pretty luxurious, with king sized bed and it's generally expensive furniture.

After I finished showering, I opened the plastic wrapper concealing the outfit given to me. I was pretty shocked to find a branded suit inside. No doubt this will bolster my already dashing look. But then I remembered I haven't worn a suit in years. Now, I'm left with an unkempt look and ditching the tie altogether. Wearing an earpiece that came with the suit, I immediately moved out. Right outside my door, a large briefcase was left leaning on it, no doubt by Sombra because of the note telling me to pick it up with her trademark logo on it. My earpiece blares with Sombra's shouting for me to pick up my pace. It seems that the room I'm staying at belongs to a resort built around an ancient castle. It is a high-class resort no doubt, looking at its visitors. I myself am not too out of place because of my clothing. Arriving at the parking lot of this place, a purple hovercycle floats towards me, with the driver wearing leather biker suit and helmet with matching colours. Yep, this is Sombra.

"Hey Mook, get on now. You've got a plane to catch."

"Mook? Excuse me?", I asked, slightly offended that he'll call someone of my caliber "Mook".

"Ack, quit fussing over the small stuffs and get on already!"

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>>2499882
Nah dude, that's the meme version of her. She at least has a bit of variety in her diet, SOME kimchi and shit.
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>>2499882
We shall begin a combined shitposting/raiding/stream sniping campaign, then we start trolling while in combat, THEN we start our own stream.
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>>2499915
>Unknowingly raiding her stream alongside seeker
>Two mortal enemies teaming up for a greater cause
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>>2499948
Truly glorious.
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>>2499948
Make it happen OP

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You open your eyes, and you curse softly as you discover that you fell asleep in your costume again.

The dimly-lit, hollow loneliness of your office greeting you as you rise from a sleep so light and insignificant it felt as if you never slept at all. That you only merely blinked.

You would have cared, some time ago. You'd have been incensed at yourself for being so lazy. Being so careless. Being so lax with your appearance and how people saw you. At how awful of an example you're setting for your juniors and peers.

"Warmaster."

But not right now.

Not with so many things to do.

"Warmaster?"

Not with everything going to shit, and nearly two thousand magical girls looking to you for guidance. For safety. For leadership.

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>>2496879
I use anonkun but even I have to pipe in.

Yes, it's archived forever and forever.

BUT it's also archived in hundreds and hundreds of chat pages that aren't categorized in anyway. In order to find a specific thing, you'll have to dig like its the Bone Wars.
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>>2496889
>hundreds and hundreds of chat pages that aren't categorized in anyway
And that also don't work most of the time thanks to kascode.
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>>2496711
Huh, within a couple weeks, I see both JQOP and you come back. What a time to be checking out /qst/ instead of just binging the archives.

Its impressive to see some of those quests that made their mark on /tg/ and 1d4chan, and to see they are still going today. Its like bearing witness to living legends of times since past. I personally haven't read MGNQ yet, but its been on my ever growing list of classics to check out. One of the highly recommended ones. Mind giving me a run down if you don't mind?

I haven't checked recently, but I'm still hoping Deme/Planefag returns some day soon to give us more of his awesome writing.
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>>2499649
Thing is MGNQ is hilariously complicated to explain for how long it is, the long and the short of it is basically the events after the latest madoka movie, but gone utterly fucking bonkers, main character is a hardboiled alcoholic magical girl with a penchant for murdering the shit out of things. It's a blast, just read it from the beginning, alot of here have been here on this ride from the very first thread and there's a good reason why this is basically one of the classical must read of quests.
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>>2496889
I completely fucking forgot to respond to you, sorry.
You can open the chat archives after each update much (although not entirely) like here.

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The match's dim light illuminates the side of the building as it falls down, extinguishing itself in a puddle at the end of it's fall. Sucking your teeth, you close the pack and tuck it into your breast pocket.

"Tossing matches? Really Nick?"

Davie holds the door to the roof access open, his eyebrow cocked as he looks across at you.

"Shut up, it helps me unwind."

"Right. Well, Steve's ready, soo..."

You push off the railing you were leaning on, heading towards the door. Davie steps aside to let you in, closing the door behind you two as you start going down the stairs. On the third level you step through another door, into a somewhat hastily put-together planning room, complete with whiteboards and pinboards. You opt to sit down normally, while Davie turns his around and sits in it 'that' way. Douche. You take note of two others in the room, another white guy like you and Davie, though younger, and a dark-skinned Hispanic guy.

Sniffling, you dig your fingertips into the matches, and idly fumble with them until another man enters the room. Caucasian, older, though that bit was obvious thanks to the salt-and-pepper hair tones. The slight pudge worn on his body betrays the look on his eyes saying 'experience.'

"So, we're all here. Good."

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Rolled 7 (1d20)

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>>2497377
also cant we just park the getaway in a blind spot? i doubt the security is so good as to not have one, i am not opposed to just torching it afterwards but it feels like a waste of money
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>>2497583
Lucky roll.
>>2497607
Perhaps. You may want to mention that to the white kid, he seems like he's the one in charge of that.

And writing now, of course.
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"Class M. Damn, these people are either stupid or hopeful."

"Why's that?" The Hispanic kid asks. Davie clears his throat, clearly intending to take the answer.

"In the States, vaults are organized intah' four classes based off how long it'll take to drill them. Class M is fifteen minutes, Class 1 is half 'n hour, Class 2 an hour, and Class 3 is two hours."

"So you're saying we could just kill the power and drill the fucker?"

You adjust the cuffs on your longsleeve button-up. This stuff always made you kinda nervous in anticipation; you could stand to toss a match or two as well.

"That's up to Nick, he's the one deciding how we go in."

Shit.

Fortunately, the white guy speaks up.

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>>2498013
>>Play it brash, coerce the manager then cut the power to kill any cams and alarms. No worries about time and passersby.

why would anyone press the panic button as soon as someone walks into the office? if we go this route i suggest we knock before we enter

Day 23 of your new life, Mr. Snips I! (wednesday)
Name: Mr. Snips I. Of the royal line of Snips.
Age: You think you’re pretty old.
HP: 4/4
Defense: 3
Attack: 1d4
Mind: vry inteligrt
Nutrition: 6/6
Breath: 3/3
Size: 2.5 cubic centimeters. Mr snips is 2 big :c
Speed: Like, probably more than before!?
Stamina: 4/12
Skills: Mysticism I [3/4], Lobster GTFO II [1/6] House Flipper 0 [I’m a maid!/4] Plantation Owner I [0/4]
Good lobster points: reeeeeee
Special statuses: High Metabolism (growth rate +1, nutrition ticks down at 1.5x) Kelp Forest I (There’s a lot of plant life around.) Stockpiled food: (7 nutrition) Cold Resistance: (Immune to natural cold effects.)

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>>2495638
awww yissss!

Lobsta quest in da hizouse!

contemplate existence while absentmindedly munching on flakes
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>>2498032
sorry, got too excited, forgot to read the whole thing

just whatever everyone else wants, then
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Your house warming party goes badly.

You invited your wife into your crevice (i’m sorry.), but since it took around ten metric hours for Moving Boye to crawl in, you gave up and decided to eat without it.

You even pooped in your own home before it crawled in your home for Allah’s sake!

… Wait, it’s not sunset, is it?

Aw shit.

Oh, and speaking of shit, there’s your wife. Don’t look at me like that, you’re a great husband.

You look towards moving boye expectantly, but… It’s not even looking towards your waste.

You feel vaguely insulted, albeit glad that you’re not actually married to a scat fanatic.

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>>2496854
My idea with the special statuses list was that it'd be a one stop shop for things that'd modify your rolls, aside from your stats. One time mutations like what you got from expanded organs or other molting mutations don't really need to be added, because they're one time boosts to your stats or things that don't go away, like your high metabolism mutation could if you did something funky.

Also to save on word count, although I might paste it onto the big sheet I've got of every update ever

also i'm lazy but that's a secret

TL;DR It's implied in your upped stats, and not on the list because everything important about it is reflected in those upped stats
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>>2499603
>Play with barrier
>Continue lifting

Maybe there is a world beyond this one, and, if there is, we must find a way to break free at some point.

Lets roll!
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>>2497114
We have deployed a Stormbird gunship and squadron of Xiphon interceptors as air cover
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>>2496826
>A. Order a counter attack
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>>2496826

A. Order a counter attack
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>>2497685
>>2497683
>>2497110
Your mechanized regiment and some of your aircraft gather for a counter attack on the over extended enemy....
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>>2500058
Results of the counter attack are mixed, while the enemy troops guarding the flank are relatively poorly armed, they put up a strong fight, several of their fanatical troops, strapping melta bombs to themselves and waiting in a nearby trench or ditch to rush out and throw themselves out under one of your vehicles....

Despite this, your vehicles, especially your Leman Russ tanks inflict a bloody nose on the enemy, destroying several enemy chimeras that were out of position, and wiping out an enemy tank squadron before the enemy was able to reorganize and reform.....

They seem to be falling back and regrouping for the moment....

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Two weeks had passed since you had left the comfort of the Grand Monastery in the capital and it had been an...interesting experience. For the first time in your life you were no longer bound to the rather large temple complex and the comfort of your other brothers and sisters of the faith. And while you knew your mission was of some importance you could not help but look at it as an adventure. Other than your Robes, I.D, shakujō, meditation beads and bedroll the only item you had with you was a sealed scroll. Haruto-Sensei had made it rather clear that the scroll was to be delivered and so you had kept it secured tight to your belt at all times, even when sleeping.

If you were honest though you could care less about it; As where the scroll was to be DELIVERED was far more interesting to you than what it could have contained.

The Village Hidden in the Leaves was something of a legendary place to a lot of you kids and how could it not be? It was a place where honest to god ninja came from and you had been chosen among your peers to deliver the aforementioned scroll. Were you lucky or what?!

You were beginning to get lulled into the rhythm of ‘Tap, Jingle-Jingle tap’ that your staff made as you walked when the walls of the began to rise ahead of you.

It was certainly bigger than you had imagined and far less ‘hidden’ then the name implied. Your spirit lifted by the sight you pick up the pace and in another twenty minutes you arrive at the massive open gates. You move to enter however you realize that there are a pair of what you had to guess were Chūnin that wave you down from a small post.

“Hey kid, aren’t you a bit young to be out on your own?” One asks, raising an eyebrow at you in curiosity.

“Oh uh, pardon me.” You say with a soft chuckle before taking the small card out of your pocket and handing it to one of them.

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>>2498330
>B.Use her strength against her, put her off balance and go with a decisive strike
We don't know for certain that we'd be faster than her, what with her being a ninja and all. However, we've seen signs that she's the sort to go pedal to the metal right away, meaning we can use that aggression against her.
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>>2498330
>>B.Use her strength against her, put her off balance and go with a decisive strike
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>>2498330
>B.Use her strength against her, put her off balance and go with a decisive strike
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>>2498330
>B
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>B

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New Avalon Archive: http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive.html?tags=New%20Avalon
Colors' Sheet: https://docs.google.com/document/d/1gq9ZEFrwnYjQpSeuMg1a_7UepedMrQUSEwbrHWntFCo/edit?usp=sharing
Previous Thread: http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive/2463094/
Jack's Unsanctioned Editorials: https://jacks-unsanctioned-editorials.tumblr.com/

8+3=11; Success

Hopping into a Gentry's personal carriage so you can steal her clothes sounds insane. It sounds stupid.

It sounds amazing. If only there was an Echo here!

"Alright, how will I know when to go?" you ask Erin quickly, in a low voice so that you don't get overheard. Those motorcycles aren't going very fast.

"Ambrosia'll come out of her carriage. Getaway might be the bigger problem. If we could steal those bikes -"


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>>2499578
Meh. Fancy is more of a crutch, and she plays up the "knowing therapist" more than I'd like. Colors seems to feel so off kilter around her that we haven't really explored any of Fancy's flaws yet.

She doesn't really drive the story for me, except in relation to how other people react to her.

She's boring.
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Well that seems unanimous. Let's go; called, writing.
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You cough and pick up the Hedgespun. You take a moment to repack your backpack so you can fit the new clothes in; the end result puts a lot of your tools on straps outside of it, but such is life.

"That felt really good," Erin repeats to herself; she's wandering the crossroads, carefully touching the Thorns, newly pointed ears twitching in the wind.

"...Was it that good a kiss?" you ask, confused.

"What? No - I mean, don't get me wrong, but no, not that. Working with someone again." Erin turns her head at you and flashes a grin. "It's been awhile. I haven't really...worked, since...y'know. And it's nice, to be on a team again."

You find yourself smiling too. "You know, it was like that with my new friends too. I bet they would have loved to be here for this."

"Well...maybe next time." You see Erin touch the tips of her ears for a moment before she looks way and rests her hands down on her weapons. "Got a tune in mind?"

"This is the song that -"


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"How do you know?" you ask.

"I don't. But I've got a good feeling." Erin runs her hands along the Thorns in the side of the path, and they shiver and twist at her touch, bending and winding until they form something like a hammock. "I can take the first watch."

You almost say 'are you sure' and then you decide against it. If she wants to be generous about this, now is not the time to insist on being a knight about things. You set your backpack beneath the hammock, then slide into it and close your eyes.

"We need showers," you murmur. Your breath catches in your throat when you feel warm fingertips brush your glass hair back.

"Sleep," your friend murmurs. "You're safe with me."

* * * *

You're in Philly.


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>>2500011
...not the threat I was expecting. Not by a LONG shot. Alright, our Wyrd is actually better than our Melee, and that roll has no drawbacks... let’s do this to get the odds more in our favor...

> Wake up! (Wyrd vs. difficulty 11)
> Expend 1 Glamour

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Previously on Gun Quest:
>>2478779
http://archived.moe/qst/thread/2478779

((Please note that I'm ridiculously busy lately, so this quest progresses rather slowly. Expect about one or two updates a day.))

>>2492018
>Duck immediately and crawl out of sight around the corner
Running on instinct, you immediately drop onto all fours to remove yourself from the windowframe. Clad in heavy coats and long skirts as you are, you cannot be stealthy and fast at the same time, however. Your attempt to sneakily round the corner is accompanied by a steady pattern of crunching snow, loudly heralding your movements for anyone around. Albeit you manage to reach the western wall of the house, you are greeted with yet another window - a window opening up to reveal a man with a revolver in his hand, pointed directly at you.
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>>2498513
well fuck
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>>2498513
>"Pleasedon'tshoot!"
>Hide back around the corner
Skeik has no reason to shoot at us (yet)
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>>2498513
A new thread? The last one only had 41 posts
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>>2499614
But anyway, backing this

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>Name: Kojo Reyes

>Gender: Male

>Ethnicity: American

>Race: Afro-Mexican

>Species: Homo-superior

>Mutations: Superhuman strength, superhuman endurance, sub-dermal bioweave(ignored by blades and anything above and including an anti-material rifle), internal bone carapace(reinforces the rib-cage and protects the abdomen), enhanced senses(smell and taste) and a healing factor(can be bled out).
>Appearance Penalty: Non-retractable horns
>(Wolverine Expy, Brute/Tank archetype)

>Background: Street-rat turned Gang Leader

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>[X] Rotate them out with a fresh guard. Get reports as they swap and let them rest.

You've never really felt the need to have guards posted outside the warehouse before. Security came from the inconspicuous abandoned neighborhood. It's why dozens have gangs have settled in the place over the years. The perfect squatting place is what you thought it was when you were a kid. It was only when you heard gunfire shoot off in the night air did you realize why it wasn't populated by homeless or other street-rats. After the Bratva shot up your old warehouse hideout, you moved over to this one. It took a bit of effort to get all the bums who settled in out though. The situation has changed since then. Someone knew where you were yesterday morning, shot up a place you were in, and got you face to face with a police response squad. You decided on making an example of one of the big dogs in response. It might take a while for the word to spread but when it does Kingpin, Silvermane, and even Hammerhead are going to want a word with you. Kingpin might skip the parley and cut right to the attack. Unlike Silvio, Kingpin knows full well what he's fucking with.

One by one you check on the posted guards and replace them with a fresh forcibly awakened member of your crew. None of who you posted report anything unusual. They didn't have anyone to fuck all night so you believe them.

You finish taking the last one of your old guardsmen back inside the warehouse. Everyone you haven't woken up is still asleep.

There's still a lot to do today.

>[ ] Wake up the rest of your crew and have them gear up.
>[ ] Wake up Alex and Marcus. Your boys can have their beauty sleep but you need your lieutenants to recommend plans of action against Silvermane and ways to approach the Bratva for a deal.
>[ ] Go over plans for Silvermane with just Ren and Jesus. Alex would recommend something crazy and Marcus is probably going to be too busy nursing a hangover to think of anything.
>[ ] Go to make a deal with the Bratva alone. Better to show them you're unarmed and willing to talk mano y mano.
>[ ] Go to make a deal with the Bratva with just Ren. Going in with the entire crew, inner circle, or a trained hitman like Jesus is just asking for trouble.

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>>2499345
>[ ] Go to make a deal with the Bratva with Ren and Jesus. You're going to need the back-up just in case anything goes wrong. They're not going to fuck around after what you did last time
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>>2499345
>[ ] Wake up the rest of your crew and have them gear up.
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>>2499345
>>[ ] Go to make a deal with the Bratva with Ren and Jesus. You're going to need the back-up just in case anything goes wrong. They're not going to fuck around after what you did last time.

Equipment and weapons first.
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>>2499345
>[ ] Go to make a deal with the Bratva with Ren and Jesus. You're going to need the back-up just in case anything goes wrong. They're not going to fuck around after what you did last time

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OH SHIT NIGGRA. It's a game thing about running an island of skeletons and shieet.

Some unspecified amount of time ago, a skeleton papa and an abomination mama got together. Now there's a bunch of unholy skelespawn running around. Divided into different factions vying for papa's favor.

These are the factions and their leaders, the goal is to help them reach supremacy and lord over their lesser siblings. To join one, simply put the faction's COLOR into your name, ex: RED fag -> Joins the RED team


GREEN team - Green Stardust Giants:

Leader: Marian G. Kujo - Middle Brother

- Enjoys the finer things in life
- Also greedier than the rest of his siblings
- Gets more resources a turn
- During events gets one retry

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And who's fucking idea was it to turn us into a cyborg
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>>2500249
that's me!
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And thus, Quattro was locked out of the secret Mom route.
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>>2500249
Through god, anything is possible
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>>2500251
OKAY HOLD UP

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In a small-town tavern in the highlands of inner Tarsus, you find your current quarry: a pack of monsters so brazen and careless you can smell them before you even set foot in the establishment.

“Good afternoon, miss...” the bartender begins before the words die in his throat at the sight of you. A whisper ripples through the dimly-lit interior, each voice asking some variation on the same question. A question you hear loudly repeated as you stand in the doorway.

“The hell's a silver-eyed witch doing in here?” a young man demands, his face covered in stubble. He rises from his seat, but clearly lacks the courage and confidence to approach you. Despite your unusual hair tone it's clear at a glance what you are: something simultaneously more and less than human, carrying within it the flesh and blood and power of the very monsters it was created to destroy. Even if you hate it, his fear is understandable.

Part of you wants to argue your case, but if you took the time out of your day to win over every human who thinks he knows better you'd have no time left for your job.

“Someone requested a Warrior,” you begin, reaching for the handle of your greatsword and lifting it carefully. A bolt, with a rounded head, slides out from between two pieces of spring steel to free the heavy blade from its mount on the back of your right shoulder. “And lucky me, I found all of the yōma in this town hiding in the same place!”

The young man's eyes widen in fear as you throw your massive sword like a javelin in a fraction of the time it would take him to blink...

… right past his head and into the mouth of a shabbily-dressed traveler behind him. Purple ichor dribbles down the edge and onto the terrified civilian's shoulder as the yōma who had tried to charge past him works its mouth absently, its dying mind doubtless empty but for a desire to rip your entrails out and eat them while you watched. That does tend to be the sort of thing monsters enjoy, after all.

“You aren't very bright, are you?” you sigh, almost disappointed at the predictable behavior as you pull your sword through the side of the yōma's head and watch it collapse to the floor, your footwork having almost instantly followed your throw. “That's one.”

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>>2499245
From the sound of things it means jack shit for the time being outside of vindictive motherfuckers wanting to take a stab at us for some perceived slight in the past since our dudette seems to be very hesitant about her past outside of her current job.
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>>2499240
Probably because she hasn’t been a Claymore for very long, if the usurpation occurred within the last decade or so
>>2499245
Operative word “WAS”. I bet the Mad King had a tendency to burn things or people he suspected of being Yoma, without going through the Organization
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>>2497710
Actually rifling is almost as old as proper man portable firearms themselves.
The earliest instance of barrel rifling and likely its point of invention, comes from an unknown individual in Augsburg Germany in 1498. This was improved on in 1520 by August Kotter, an armorer in Nuremberg, giving us the first instances of "true" rifling as we would recognize it today (the Augsburg example being quite primitive).
However, your statement was for the most part accurate, with rifling not becoming commonplace until the 18th century (particularly in the frontier territories of the new world), and not being effectively mass produced and adopted by any major military power until the 19th. The lack of adoption is due to it taking significantly longer to ram a ball home in a rifle compared to a musket, a problem that was finally solved with the adoption of the Minie Ball during the Crimean War and the American Civil War.
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>>2499799
Moreover, the technological level required for producing interchangeable parts is way later than medieval - the first attempts were in late 18 century IRL, and widespread adoption was achieved mid-19 ct.
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>>2499245
>>2499270
Since I've been dropping a lot of 'hints' that border on just stating it outright anyway, yes. Noel is the daughter of the former Mad King of Hazaran, who was violently deposed more than a decade prior to the brawl in Merced. The official line is that she was killed in the coup, and that was very nearly true, and with nowhere else to go she joined the Organization.

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"Abe." You move up through the crowd and grab his arm. His hand hovers over the purse of silver.

"What are you doing?" He whispers.

"I could say the same to you." You don't whisper, you reach back for the waterpistol at your hip, not quite pulling it out, but just keeping the hand there.

"Who the hell are you?" Says the armored man. "We're trying to do some business here."

Thunder and lightning split the clouds overhead and as though the sky itself had sundered, the rain falls all at once, flat and heavy like an ocean wave.

"Can we talk about this later?" Abe whispers. He shrugs his arm away and takes the purse. You glance behind him at the rest of the kids, they are all silent and their eyes go everywhere but to your face, which they avoid like the sun.

>Put a stop to this right now, return the money and speak to these adventurers yourself
>Pull Abe aside and speak to him in private
>Announce that no one is going to be going with these adventurers
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>>2496882
See you next time, dude. Hope you'll have more time or opportunities to run sessions when summer starts
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>>2496882
Thanks for running! Do you have a Twatter or Patreon?
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>>2496882
Thank for run
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God fucking damn this quest is too adorable. Really getting vibes from past quests that I loved. keep up the good work OP. This shit, op, this shit is good.

also feel bad for the orphan named mort.
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Lurker here, keep up the good job OP, these threads are great and I look forward to them every week.

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This quest takes place in the DC Universe with characteristics mainly pulled from the animated TV series and films.
You are Reno, AKA Black Rider Battery! After a tremendous journey from boy to super-powered fighter, you've started taking the first steps to becoming a established name in the world of metahumans! It is now 5 years in the future, where you've raised a tower in your name! The 54-story building not only houses many of your Tamaranean and Oni subordinates, but the underground metahuman fight club known as The Metabrawl! Now, you're face to face with The Reach's Black Beetle, fighting to complete the world's most violent PR stunt orchestrated by The Light!

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>>2496286
Nobody is gonna date Lain but ME
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>>2496286
Our super mopey elite bodyguard is with her, he's a giant cuddlebug and coffee whore.
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>>2496802
Riiiight, I forgot
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>>2499854
Time to start voting!

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Today's the day, this hour's the hour. Your boss, Superintendent Chalmers, will be arriving soon for an employee-boss luncheon! Your job could be on the line if you screw this up, so you've been carefully preparing things for some time. You even went out and bought a nice ham roast for the occasion! You don't want to get ahead of yourself, but you think this should go very well.

There- the doorbell rings! That must be him. He's a bit earlier than you expected, but everything should be ready. Right?

You straighten your apron. What do you do?

>Answer the door promptly
>Shout "Just a minute!" [Buy Time]
>Pretend you're not home
>Flee out the back
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>>2495736
Supporting!
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>>2495736
Best idea since sliced bread
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>>2495736
firmly supporting
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>>2495456
>>Barricade the house and take your mother as a hostage
Clearly the only path left before us.
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Our boss is dead, the roast is burnt to ash, our honour is in tatters, there is only one option left to us

>Barricade the house and take your mother as a hostage



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