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So it's been a long ass time since I last ran this quest, back in February, but I am back and better than ever!

Here's our previous threads, http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive.html?tags=Marvel%20Quest%20Redux

and our pastebin for our hero, https://pastebin.com/75yCSsGz

First post will be up shortly, stay tuned True Believers!
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Right now you can about take apart a pen without issue but not a gun. It works in tandem with the knowledge of the object and the distance from it and you're not all that familiar with guns. You could try it, since a safety is a pretty common thing to know, but it'd take a pretty high roll.
What about just stopping a trigger from being pulled?

If not, I'm going to go for forcing him to aim at the ground, follow it up with twisting the gun in his grip after he fires to break his finger.
I mean you could try. The character's a fucking shut in, his only training is Jason Statham movies, but it'd be fun to write. All depends on if enough people back you and if you roll high enough.
Right. Gonna go with the brute force. Aim his gun at the ground, twist it in his grip to make him break his finger.
>Take the gun from his hand!

This sort of action >>1497131

Also slowly let the lady down so she doesn't break an ankle falling when that strap inevitably snaps

An ordinary day at the whore house becomes a horrific quest for survival when (from Left to Right ) Angel, Lisa, Jackie, Jenn, and Jamie all learn that they are pawns in a deadly game. Trapped inside their whorehouse, a voice over an intercom tells the frightened staffers that two workers must be killed within 5 minutes. When another ultimatum follows, friends become enemies and new alliances take shape, as only the strongest will remain alive at the end.

>who draws first blood?
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To everyone's surprise, Jamie suddenly produced a shank, slashing at Jackie who screamed as it cut her cheek. The rest of the girls screamed in horror as they realized this was really happening, even Jamies own sister Angel was shocked by her sisters actions, the bunch of them watching nervously as she slashed again, only managing to slice Jackie's dress down the middle as her hourglass body was freed from the dress. Jackie cocked her fists, not sure what else to do but fight as she tried to attack Angel.

>what happens next?
Jello fight
Angel sides with her sister jamie and disfigures and dismemebers Jackie
They all decide it's better to have a lesbian orgy before dying
But one will eventually rather live more than the others.

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Making your way down the hall you can't help but get the feeling something is going wrong. Why does this Blackwatch group get to act with near impunity, how has nobody heard of them, what is with that knife you snatched, what the heck are you going to do when you finally get back to that room?

Sadly, you don't have the time to ask all these questions Jacob Marshal. First things first, you’re on your way back to Madison's ICU room. Although, what was it that was so important for Blackwatch that they even went to the trouble of using her as a hostage to force her grandfather into their service? Could it be the shells he shot you with? Maybe, although for some reason, you get the feeling that’s not it at all.

As you arrive at the corridor the brutes are standing guard again, easy enough, open fire on the giants, run around a corner, hide on the ceiling again, and they’re as clueless as ever.

. . . . Madison, still unconscious. The medical chart says that her breathing is shallow, apparently, she stopped breathing sometime after the accident. Her arms in a cast, no surprise, it was a pretty bad wreck. Seems like she’s just hooked up to an oxygen tank while her lungs recover, aside from that there’s a note of stitches having been done.

>Try and find a way to move her, you can’t leave here with Blackwatch.
>Leave her, Blackwatch may be using her as a hostage but they need her alive, it’s too risky to move her.
>Maybe you can wake her up? It shouldn’t be impossible.

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Rolled 2 (1d20)

scout ahead on rooftops
Rolled 6 (1d20)

My best idea would be for us to go on the rooftops right by the survivors as they walk in the street. Hopefully we should be able to intercept and danger
Rolled 4 (1d20)

Thirding rooftops
Oy vey all of them under 10, I'm going to need some time getting ready for this one, be back soon anons.

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You aren't sure when or how it happened, but you now find yourself floating in a deep blue void, a featureless expanse which appears to go on infinitely in all directions. There is a dense fog surrounding you and not much in the way of light, save for the slight glow of these wispy, ethereal forms which pass by from time to time. This place really does seem disconnected from all of reality, whatever that was to you before.

You seem to be capable of movement, somehow, but it seems somewhat pointless with nothing to move towards. Well, nothing but a spot of light far above you. The fog blocks it out somewhat, but it shines so brilliantly that you couldn't possibly miss it, even here.

It doesn't take long for your thoughts to turn inward. How did you get here? And how can you go back? You could float here all day and ponder your existence, but right now you're more interested in getting the answers than asking the questions.

Maybe that light would be a good place to start. While you're at it, try and remember who you are, because there are hazier things than the fog here.

>[ ] Go up.
>[ ] Try and remember how you got here.
>[ ] Take a closer look at those glowy... things.

>[ ] Write-in: __________________________

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Dungeon Civ takes place inside a stereotypical RPG Dungeon.

You are a race of Slimes living on the 55th floor of the Dungeon. Floor 55 is a Ruined City which grants defensive bonuses. The most recent Dungeon God has granted all the creatures on your Floor sentience and the ability to grow beyond their initial parameters. You were a mid level boss named Kulnarth (the all consuming) a Royal Slime.

In the Third thread you made Woolsworth a Boss of his own territory, and allowed the Strong Root Guild to build a Hospital base in your Black Market zone. Tethys also captured a Demon Lieutenant for you who received a surprising beat down from Demon Slime.

Breeding determines how quickly your race spawns and respawns, and the Floor unit cap for your race.

Melee determines how well you fight with Melee weapons, and the maximum level of Melee weapons your race can equip. Also determines your base defense against Melee attacks.

Ranged works like Melee, but for Ranged weapons. Ranged weapons do less damage than Melee weapons on average. Also determines defense against Ranged attacks.

Magic determines what type of Magic you can equip. Equipping a type of magic will often change your type conferring bonuses and weaknesses. Also determines the strength of your magic and defense against magic.
(Some magic will require a Melee or Ranged roll)

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Kill the witch, break the district, move forwards!

Biding our time here is only gonna give the demons and their adventurer buddies more time to figure out a way to deal with us. Ever onwards!
>wanting to fight a witch that leveled a building with an apple while we also fight demons
all things in good time m8, we can devour dat ass when we're the lord of the floor
Some how I think that on his own Kulnarth will get slaughtered by the witch. Besides, if we hit them with the siphon she will lose her magic, then we kill her while she's powerless. Or give her over to demon slime. That would probably be a more permanent solution, what with the fact that adventurers can resurrect and such.
Eat the apple, win the fight.

Joke aside, what abilities do we have as a devourer?
Treated as though carrying a level appropriate 2 handed weapon, and wearing level appropriate armour, but can't use items or defend. Effectively attack and defense goes through the roof and can use any attacks that require a 2-hander

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You are Allen Starwind, a starship captain and veteran of the Great Interstellar War. Your starship is old, yet (mostly) reliable, and you must take on jobs in order to bring in enough cash to keep it flying. Last time, you did some stuff on Mars, headed to Earth, and agreed to a request from the newest member of your crew. Good luck, and fair skies.

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You stop walking, remembering the weather conditions outside. “Have you ever driven in a blizzard before?”

Samantha nods. “Once or twice in high school.” She takes another look at the SUV. “Never in anything this nice though.” She crosses her arms.

“Fair enough,” you reply simply. “I’ll ride shotgun then.” Hopping into the passenger seat, you examine the vehicle’s interior. It’s a luxury model, no doubt about that. Heated and cooled leather seats, infotainment, the works. It’s miles ahead of the old truck aboard the Bad Habit.

Samantha hops into the driver’s seat and Cynthia sits in the middle seat in the back, putting her feet on the back of the console. “This sure is fancy.” She chuckles. “Never thought I’d even sit in something this luxurious.”

“What can I say?” You smirk back at her as Sam starts the engine. “Every now and then I like to treat myself to the finer things in life.”

This SUV must be the sport model too, because it goes like hell once Samantha gets it out onto the highway. Thankfully the road crews must be on overtime, because it is mostly clear of snow. As you begin to reach the outskirts of the city, you see the all too familiar bulk of a Federal Navy cruiser hovering in the distance. Apparently there is a decent-sized naval base north of Indy, so you figure it’s probably headed there. It’s interesting to you how quickly the city fades into farmland the further north you go. The Midwest is one of the few places left on Earth with sprawling agriculture, you’ve heard that something like 20 percent of the Solar System’s food is grown on Earth.

“How long until we get there?” Cynthia speaks up from the back, and you look to see that she’s already messing around with a tablet that came with the car.

“No more than an hour,” Samantha replies happily. “Maybe sooner with the lack of traffic.” She shrugs and turns on the radio.

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And that's it for tonight's session. My apologies for the long times between posts, I'm still trying to get back into a decent posting rhythm. Either way, we'll run again tomorrow at around 6:00 PM.
thanks for running
good night
We need to think up a story to cover our looting of that ship. It will put us in trouble at the very least with the people who would look for the gold.

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Sunday, 4/17, Morning

>Momoko's soul will be replaced in 10 days...

What are you going to do?

>Hang out with Gramps
>Look for Momoko
>Go downtown
>Write in
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"Sure." you say. You and Yolanda find a place in the barren wastes to sit down and talk without being disturbed.

"Ryoma, what's life on your world like?" she asks, twirling a lock of hair around her finger.

>"Why do you ask?"
>"It's alright, I guess."
>"It kinda sucks."
>Write in
>"It's alright, I guess."
>"Wanna come to see?"


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The Raiders – Part 17

You are not normally a githyanki that enjoys pain. Oh, there are those that do, masochists that enjoy pain inflicted upon them and sadists that enjoy inflicting pain, but you personally consider these mental aberrations that are developed during feral years. Typically githyanki are more moderate where pain infliction or suffering is concerned, which is survival oriented in your opinion.

But Tzanzi makes it feel so good!

You are lying on some cushions off to the side of your cell, recovering from one of the most violent lovemaking sessions you've ever had (which does indeed include those you have previously enjoyed with Tzanzi). You're going to be wearing some scars from that even with the judicious use of magic to heal the wounds you've suffered. Part of that might be Tzanzi's nature, and you have to admit that part of it is simply that you want to keep some of these scars, particularly a set across your hip.

Placing the broken spur-tip in the pouch of gems and precious stones that you normally keep in a small self-space in the wall of your cell, you sigh and tie the delicate velvet back closed once more. Lying back on the cushions you reach for one of the journals you keep here, and decide on what you will spend your remaining recovery time.

[] Something to do with the Silver Swords and their making.
[] Magical research of course – you have spells to develop.
[] A new journal for your new set of skill and powers – forbidden, yes, but you need direction.
[] Adding a few more drawings to your book of sexual escapades might be in order.
[] Write in?
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She was literally infiltrating a human kingdom, that's Yuan-ti purebloods to a T. As is the large resistance/immunity to magic of the mind
She is a human formed Serpentfolk infiltrator. A ritual transforms their bodies into a human shaped one (but their insides are still wildly different). They are naturally immune to mind effecting abilities except telepathic communication (so standard magic aside from mind effects work perfectly well on her).

As for her mental state, she's actually quite well, if a little awestruck by her mistress' displays of viciousness and power. Yustuoc is still completely convinced she is in hell. Mayune is equal parts terrified and worshipful of the divine being that is her mistress.
>(but their insides are still wildly different)
Oh. Oh ouch. That explains how one of her previous owners figured out what she really was, and thus had her tongue cleaved to look like a snake's.
Well, the poll is pretty conclusive. So consider it done.
Looking forward to seeing the result!

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January 20th, 2037:

You stand in front of the priest. Millions of people across the country and the world watch as you raise your hand and take an oath of office. Shortly after you finish, you hear the words come out of the priest's mouth "Congratulations, you are now officially the President Of The United States". the crowd roars in eruption at the news as the band plays the music, everyone has welcomed you as the Leader of the United States.

its your First Day in Office, after settling in your new home in the White House, you enter the Oval Office and settle onto the seat multiple presidents have sat before you, this is Day 1 of President.

Stuff currently happening:

United States GDP Per Capita:

Military Budget:

Dow Jones:

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Rolled 6, 15, 3, 12, 18, 18 = 72 (6d20)

Korea was part of the first mission to Mars, but Venezuela is a new candidate. Do they even have a space organization?
actually it doesnt ban weapons that involve launching giat tungsten rods such as odin
I believe it only bans weapons of a nuclear or biological nature?

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Welcome of the lands of Terrivan. A land separated into eight ruling powers. The magical Ashburgeon Arcane Academy, the imperial Bakar-Dul, the O'Sarin Kingdom, the enterprising Gnomish Trading Confederacy, the savage Korbush Territory, the bitter Ulharan Desert, the ambivalent Dragon Island, and the mysterious Kingdom of Iron Dragons.

Somewhere in Terrivan, you were born.
>Roll a d100 and choose a nation

>I was born in the Academy
>I was born in Bakar-Dul
>I was born in O'Sarin
>I was born in the GTC
>I was born in the Korbush Territory
>I was born in the Ulharan Desert
>I was born on Dragon Island
>I was born in the Kingdom of Iron Dragons
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something along the lines of "dice+2d6"

but without the quotes and replace the 2 with the number of dice you desire and the 6 with the number of sides on the dice.
Well I tried. You win this round, /qst/

>starts with no plot or hook, just fantasy Proper Names and generic character creation
>no serious replies
>how could this happen??
>Rolled 97 (1d100)
ulharan desert

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The Western half of the wall is complete and the Eastern is making good progress. As you walk back to the inner wall you notice a lone truffle smearing mud on it.

When you attempt to communicate with them you get a basic response back "Gotta build too!"

You shake your cap and carry the truffle back to the nursery. It seems they snuck out while nobody was looking, but no harm done.

>Second Wall 7/10


Working with Science-shroom has given the Spearshrooms chances to have battles when the occasional creature gets close.

That along with practice and driving away beasts too close to the wall construction has given them a new demeanor. They seem more confident in their abilities now.

>Spearshrooms S >>> HS

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Yes. Using cast off lumps of slag for more damaging sling ammunition
Getting whapped in the face with a chunk of iron/copper slag moving at easily over 100mph would fuck up anybody helmet or no.
Simple, recycles useless waste into a deadly weapon. I like it.
>the Jungle creatures and plants I think would help us the most there

I agree this is the best way to get an early advantage relatively on par with our neighbors. We could, for example, train the Wrogi to act as shock troops to break an enemy line before a fight, like the Saxons used dogs. Or the carnivorous plants could make getting through our lands incredibly difficult.

This will be a good supplement to our spearmen line and slinger skirmishers. Later on, when we have a better idea of what types of forces we're up against, is when we should decide the next proper "evolution" of our Shroom army.
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Wew, now thats some noodle use right here. I'll ask crab so maybe.

It may take a while but you could probably dig a canal to your city from the lake/oceans. I mean, if you have a lot of extra turns to spare.

>Not launching a 90kg Stone projectile over 300 meters.
See pic related.

Get to work with that shroom dick m8But nah, you have been known to find them in smaller numbers out in the wild normally inside dead thigs, and under that special Shrom tree.


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>This Quest is based in an unified galaxy, the hostile alien civilizations have been forced into their Colony ships and sent far off into space. Where there should be peace and harmony however, is replaced with pirates that prey upon the weak, there are also whisperings of the hostile Xenos returning to the Galaxy with a fleet, a fleet much larger than anything the galaxy could create.

>This however, doesn't matter to you. You're a bounty hunt-err, Junior bounty hunter on your Home-planet Xiros, which is currently beset by the Dread Pirate Grya and his formidable Armada, which according to legends is incredibly powerful.

You wake up and stretch in your bed, preparing for quite possibly the most boring day of your life. Your mentor Soliqua has given you the day off from training. There isn't much to do on this cesspool of a planet except go off the bar or look for fights in the Slums. Perhaps you could even look for the Pirate yourself?

You stand up and look in the mirror, gazing over your form.

>You are..

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God damn it, i was thinking the same. Going with this plan
>Suggest your own plan

You steel yourself, the day which you had thought to be boring has mutated into the most uncomfortable day. "I'll go in as a customer." Soliqua looks at you shocked for the moment, until that look turns into the the most shit-eating grin you've ever had the misfortune of seeing. "Oh?", she responds, "You want to go into the #1 ranked most clingy brothel as a customer rather than just sneaking in and snatching the bastard?" You shrug and she takes off her duster and lays it onto the floor leaving only her red skintight bodysuit exposed. Huh, never knew she had THAT many weapons.

"Alright kid, I was planning on waiting until we were off-world but I suppose I could lend one of my weapons in case things go wrong."

Xiros is a planet which allows weapons to be open-carried, you won't be questioned if you have any sort of sidearm

>Monosaber- W-Wait is that a Monosaber!? That could cut through a Capital Ships hull!
>Ignores material armor, you should be REALLY careful with that

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Oh boy, forgot my name.

Anyways i'm going to stop here for today and start sometime tomorrow.Hopefully around 7:00PM Eastern
It seems to be the best option. Small, lightweight, and we do not risk losing a rare weapon like the Monosaber
Also i really don't want this quest to turn into a Star Wars Clone

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Time is a slippery mistress and never more so than within the realm of dreams. Perhaps it’s because the mind treads more lightly in that quiet darkness, a less critical eye turned over a myriad of passing fantasies than what we reserve for what we deem reality. Curious then where that would leave the seer, for whom those things are often one and the same, young Cici’s mind’s eye turning rapidly through a dozen different scenes most likely in-between, her mind filling with images even as her body lay there wrapped in darkness.

That is: a darkness composed of dark feathers and the black, rubbery eyestalks of a certain beholder to be precise, the young gorgon flanked to either side by friends that were more like family as all three snore peacefully through the night and the voices turn pages in the other room. Cassandra, the matron of the household, had also gone to sleep sometime earlier, more or less falling on the wide mattress she called a bed and passing out within seconds rather than going through the motions of sliding beneath her sheets. Over the weeks, that had seemed to be the case more often than not, the life of a baroness taking its toll more-and-more even without the added stress of taking care of three children.

Still, she never offered any direct complaint for her lot as concerned her private life, nor did she likely have any to vocalize. No, best to save those for the next time the city council suggest she remarry a man twice her age for political influence. Still, as she dreams of no doubt simpler times, the voices find her daughter’s subconscious a source of unmitigable distraction, the pages of their reading often forgotten as images flow from her mental space into theirs.
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[“I meant about the mirror or the kidnappers, anything else to do with that? If I can just figure out who they are, maybe I can-”]

Cassandra is somewhat distracted from her line of questioning as a pair of comparatively small arms wrap around her trunk, a myriad of concerned eyes staring up at her now, both serpentine and humanoid.

“The voices said you needed a hug,” Cici explains, squeezing a bit tighter. “I’m sure it’ll all be fine, though.”


A thousand denials and nitpicking concerns can’t withstand the compulsion to return her daughter’s simple affection, Cassandra lifting Cici up and returning the hug, letting the faint scent of peaches from Cici’s scale shampoo soothe her as she tries to convince herself that what her daughter is saying is accurate.

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And being as I'm on the east coast, I think this is where I'll end it for tonight. I'll be back up and running tomorrow though, come 5-6 PM Central.

To Cassandra

>Umm... you need a secretary, know anyone who could do that job?
>Pet Iris head, she needs it.
To Cici

>Remember to make Iris feel as part of the family.

To certain Harpy.

>You are the oldest sister despite how old the Beholder girl might be, act like it.
Listen closely to what the Queen tells you about how to fly.

You should really get some assistants and a secretary. Paying them a salary might put more stress on your treasury, though. Getting someone local is probably going to have to do, since we can't really afford a city-educated person.
> Advice for specific people Cassandra should delegate to?
Well, for one, you should have the town council elect 1 representative as go between them and the guilds and you and them for their concerns, That way you'll only have to tell 1 person "No", instead of all of them individually, and when you have to explain something simple, you can just have that representative do parrot to them for you, instead of dragging yourself out there all the time. They wont be able to complain about the person they choose themselves either.
As for a secretary, no one really comes to mind, since Yesh I dont think would be interested, none of the other employees like rosie seem...No.Imagine her in business clothes though.
Maybe one of better teen students from the school would be interested in doing it part-time, as a kind of work-study, or internship? Maybe the teachers would know of someone suitable?

As for the kidnappers, I think they were snake people too, and might know you? Said something about a stubborn girl.

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Previous threads here:


>You are Princess Zelda, heir to the fallen throne of Hyrule

>Your father, corrupted by Power, died in a coup, your Kingdom shattered in a civil war 10 years ago, the Hero in Green giving his life to ensure you escaped the conflict

>An uneasy peace has returned to the land, but omens of a descent into greater chaos than before loom on the horizon

>You, Zelda Hyrule, have the potential to claim your birthright and restore the Kingdom to what it once was, bring back true peace to the lands. Your path ahead is not set in stone; you must chisel it in yourself. What kind of Legend will you create?

And for reference, pastebin with stats, inventory, and some mechanics:

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>>C. Pay your bill and get our before this gets ugly
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“As fun as it may be for you, Aveli... certain people can not really risk encounters like this.” you tell the girl quietly, trying to finish your meal quickly.

She starts to sink into her chair a bit. “A-ah, right... sorry...”

Soon enough, the shouting gets louder, and the crowds grow larger. You nearly choke down the last bite of fish as the first punch gets thrown. The waitress makes her way to your table, sighing loudly and apologetically towards you. “They’re usually better behaved. Something’s been getting them riled up these last few days.”

“It is fine. The meal was exceptional, my compliments to the chef.” you tell her, handing over 30 Rupees.

[Rupees: 240/500]

She nods. “Thank you for that, ma’am. You have a safe day.”

Sheik hands over 15 Rupees herself. Aveli, to your surprise, hands over 40, a full 10 more than her meal was. “Keep the change.”

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Lots of fun thanks Kato
Daww, that was nice of her. Had fun Kato, thanks for running.
That was fun... and the fake fairy is getting his nose broken!

"Oh can you predict this?" Termina says and kisses Sheik then Aveli in the forehead.

The mission is important but if I don't have some fun once in a while I will go insane.

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>Previous Threads: http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive.html?tags=Devil%20Summoner%20Task%20Force%20666%20Quest
>Previous Session: http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive/1391560/
>General Pastebin: pastebin.com/u/TaskForceKaz
>Twitter: https://twitter.com/TaskForceKaz

>Squad Carina Approval
>Brady: 110
>Fitz: 156
>MacKay: 130
>Victoria: 112


You are Adrian Brown, a twenty five year-old third-year medical student living an otherwise normal American life in search of employment. That was until you woke up inside a derelict and demon-infested hospital with four other victims of short-term memory loss. Together, the five of you managed to somehow survive by negotiating with demons and defeating those that were not so amicable. And upon escaping, the all of you realized that it wasn’t as simple as that.

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Rolled 14 + 30 (1d100 + 30)

Rolled 72 + 30 (1d100 + 30)


...I may be out longer than I thought.
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