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ITT: we build a history / mythology of a fantasy world, one step at a time. Each post adds to the mythology (unless I veto it, but you guys know the sort of stuff that would shit up the game).

I'll begin.

"The race of Men awoke in darkness. Each man and woman thought themselves alone, for they had awoken in different glades in the great pine forest that covered all the land. There was no sun in those days, only the stars, and the silver light that shone from the moon; and that light did not grace them continuously. For months the Men wandered the land; it was silent and bereft of animals.

But after a time in which each wandered alone, a number of them found one another; and looked upon each other's hair and snow-white skin; and they knew that they were not alone and rejoiced. Together they ascended a slope to a treeless hilltop, and upon it they set a fire, and talked amongst themselves in a primal tongue. They were loathe to venture far from the hill and its orange light for fearing of being lost once again. Seeing the fire, others of the Men began to gather to the hill from far around, and it was named the Firelight Hill."
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Of the founding of Lemphis, such at least is recorded in lore:

Roolin Staganakian was a Man of the Firelight, but he cared little for the hilltop flame. He was a wanderer, and he revelled in solitude, and in the private joy he took in the quiet hidden valleys of the world; but above all he loved light of the Moon.

One day he was out walking, far from the town, treading through green and unpathed land. He journeyed so far that he lost sight of the Reawoken Star, and had no other guide but the light of Old Man Moon, the Greater Light. In those days, Old Man Moon was still wandering the land in pursuit of the Night-Men; and Roolin followed him as he travelled.

After the two had travelled many miles, the Moon tired, and stopped to rest; there he stayed for a year and a day. In this place Roolin made his home; other Men gradually came to join him, and at length Lemphis was founded.
Clans of Men who favored the old ways of travel are confused of the oddity of Lemphis. Through some passings of Lemphis, differing clans have different experiences within the city.

Lemphis dwellers begin to despise the "savage" ways of the Clans of Men. After a Nobleman's son was found drained of blood, the Nobleman- Bruten Lennius blamed the Clans of Men.

He made the argument that their incessant traveling made Night-Men follow in their wake in hope of prey. Lennius in his raged to the current standing Staganakian king, Yusanii Staganakian to campaign against the paleo-going Clansmen.
Yusanii heard the Bruten's request, and he was troubled. The noblemen were mostly in favour of the war, seeing in it opportunities for the furtherance of their wealth, power and glory. But the common civilians feared the rumour of war, despairing for their families and livelihoods. And many of the civilians had journeyed to Lemphis from the clan countries within a handful of generations, and were loathe to make war upon their brethren.

Yusanii wished to act righteously, yet he was reluctant to appear weak before the noblemen. And so he climbed the Star Tower, and dwelt in solitude at its peak for eight days, pondering. On the ninth day, he summoned his loremaster to him, the crone Yttriel. She spoke to him of the great sorrows of the war against the mermen, at the end of the Age of Darkness during the tyranny of Bae Sinja the Imprisoner, and counselled him to avoid the war.

Yusanii descended the Star Tower and announced his intention: to refuse the suggestion of war, but to bar the city from entry by newly arriving clansmen from that point on. The noblemen were restless then, and blame fell upon Yttriel, and they were resentful. Bruten displaced himself to the outskirts of the city, and would not keep company with Yusanii.
Thought we needed new characters:
Forty years before the Night-Men showed, deep into the tunels, where the heart of the earth provides the Deep Men with warmth and shelter, a child was born from a hunchback called Greeda, rejected by all men for she was so deformed all the lights on her way would snuff out and the stars would run away from her. Nobody knew who the father of this child was, but they knew her name was Rosemund and she had a bright future: she inherited her mother's ugliness, yet she had proved to have a gift for archery, even as a child.
The year she turned thirtysix, she heard of an archery tournament in Lemphis. She put a hood and a veil on and she travelled through the forest in the night, avoiding the Lesser Light. At the edge of the city, she discovered the recent corpse of a man hanging by his neck from a huge pinetree. This didn't surprise her at all: she had heard about the methods used against Night-Men in that godforsaken city.
By the time the Wandering Star rose above the mountains, she had already reached Lemphis, lifeless and clean.
All the buldings lie in perfect circles around a tower with a small silver platform on top: the Star Tower. Two hours of walking into the forest, to the east, there lies a huge colosseum, used for tournaments, fights, executions and other public events. She announced herself as Rosemund, the champion of the Deep Men and stayed in some cheap inn for five days before the tournament. It went like this:
One of the champions shot an arrow through three armors, the next shot through the magic wood from a northern pine, the next, all the way through the body of a living merfolk...; Rosemund held the bow for hours, scanning the sky for a sensitive spot and shot, taking down a little star, stained in the blue of the sky. She was given the first prize.
During the banquet, convinced people would appreciate her for her actions rather than for her looks, she unveiled her face and all the lights went out. She got arrested for allegedly cooperating with the Night-Men and she still awaits her trial on prison, powerless without her bow.
Of Teluin the mariner:

Teluin was a wanderer; he had a great love of water. He would listen carefully to the gushing of running streams; he would gaze enchanted at the reflections of the Greater and Lesser Lights in the surface of calm pools.

Journeying in the forest, far from his home in the lands of the Men of the Firelight, he came to the Northern Wasteland. Here, the Wrath of Bae Sinjae had scorched the land for a mile around in the Battle of the Firey Sky. In the centre of the wasteland grew a vast pine tree, strewn with helms and shields and bloodstained breastplates; and with skulls and ribs and shoulderblades. He climbed the tree, and hew from it a great branch, and fashioned it into a mighty ship. To crew it he took spirits of the tree: they were creatures of bone and wood-bone, dressed in the armour of the dead and armed with iron swords.

Together, they pulled the ship to the shore of the Northern Sea, though it took them a year of toil. Then the ship was manned, and Teluin took command, and set sail over the sea's dark waves.

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> Saturday, August 22nd, 2015

SITUATION: http://pastebin.com/ziMsX6th (embed)
MECHANICS: http://pastebin.com/49M2eE8Z (embed)
THE RULES: http://pastebin.com/BEsprkBZ (embed)
THE TANK: http://pastebin.com/sJsgig6B (embed)
THE DIVISIONS: http://pastebin.com/xCQZAdqU (embed)
THE SHOP: http://pastebin.com/v6xeDRXj (embed)
DANON’S THE TEAM: http://pastebin.com/bUU2v0z8 (embed)

“Alright, everyone, settle down!” Griselda addresses everybody from atop her Sherman tank. “This weekend is our weekend off! And I intend to make the most of it! Because it’s almost time for FleetFest!” Everyone murmurs excitedly.

“FleetFest!” Suvorov pumps her fist. “Now I can finally discuss the finer points of the Napoleonic Wars with my colleagues at Kursk!”

“That’s nothing!” says Serafina. “We have friends across the pond who we can finally have conversations with in the native tongue!”

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Thanks for running schteel.
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Hot damn, thanks GS.
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See you next time!
D'aww. Good session Schteel, thanks for running and it's good to see the threads back up to their old speed or close to again.
Stacks is best girl.

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Accepting new players!

Discord - Manhorse's Pub:

It is the year 2035. Although the legacy of heroes long past have faded, on the walls betwixt the Physical and Ethereal Planes, a forgotten realm stands, with tales beyond understanding; stories of a forgotten king-- Khor, the true lord of the monsters under children's beds, and the creator of darkness. It has been centuries since this realm has ever been opened, but curiosity and forbidden anticipation have split the doors open once again. Soon, an unlikely set of heroes decide to face this new world...

To create your character, please join the Discord in the link above. This isn't normally the case, but this is more or less a closed beta. Thanks for understanding.
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Rolled 10 (1d10)

Kick the spider
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Oh no
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Rolled 11 (1d100)



>/qst/ Thread Archive: http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive.html?tags=Beyond%20the%20Gate
>QM Twitter: twitter.com/SmileytheQM
>Info-bin (Incomplete): http://pastebin.com/ffH25ciB

"I spy with my little eye... something that iiiiss... red" Cheska says.
"Is it that bird over there?" You ask.
"No it's not that bird over there" She says. "I can't even see any birds over there"

"Well it's red" You say. "And kinda small"
"That's not it" She says.

"Alright then... is it... that red bird?" You ask.
"Where are you finding these birds!?!" She asks.
"In the bushes up that way" You say.
"It's not a damn bird!" She says.

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"Let's take a walk" You say, as you start heading out. "I think reporting what's happened here takes priority. In fact we should have done it a while ago"
"We would've done it sooner if we didn't have to leave the carts way back up the road" Derrick says.

"Think they'll work now?" You ask.
"It's worth a try, but I doubt it" He says. "I can still feel how little mana there is. It's definitely improved, but not by much"
"How long do you think it'll take?" You ask.
"I'd give it 'till morning" Derrick says. "Might not be optimal by then, but the cart's'll move"
"And the prisoners?" You ask.
"There's another story" Derrick says. "And something we should tell Altea about. If she can't spare anyone, then we'll probably have to stay here a while until they recover enough to make it back to a town"

"I don't think any of them will be walking to Bell's Run for a while..." You say.
"Not to Bell's Run. There's another town further south, along the river" Derrick says. "Otuna... I think it's called"

"How far?" You ask.
"Maybe 45 minutes by cart" Derrick says. "30 in yours, and a couple hours by foot"

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That's all for tonight!

Next thread will likely be either Thursday or Friday, depending on what my schedule looks like

As always I'll be sticking around for question/suggestion time
Great thread, Smiley!
Thanks for running
Thanks for running Smiley

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I'm quite bored so i thought about running a quest this Sunday night.

You see yourself in a bar at night, unsure about the reasons that led you to be there, but that didn't really bothered you... It was a quite crowded bar but weirdly silent, so silent you could hear the thin rain sobbing in the cobblestone streets outside of it.

You see a couple of weird figures and decide to talk to one of them, going straight to

>A fat tanned guy with a proud beard, middle eastern clothes and numb smile, staring at nothing.

>Some weird fella that seem to be interested only on his own beverage... Whatever that is, It seems like he had too many shots

>A Voodoo guy who is right on the corner of the bar giving free advices

>A sad lady, she is wearing a nice dress and using a really pitiful expression
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>In fact, I had a weird dream...
You guys should decide it
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How would we do that? Die roll?
I don't know, that's my first quest ever and i just want to write something without being judged by those /lit/ bastards. Suit yourself
You know what, I'm just gonna do something useful with my life and call the thread off.

You were already dead, no one noticed that, later the Voodoo would die and he would ask you back his ivory crosses, then you'd go to eternity with him... That's the path you got from Going to that stuff... Just to tell you

Truther and Darer

Character info pastebin in progress: http://pastebin.com/iB0tb7rz
Dice cheat sheet: http://pastebin.com/994WTT3g

General rules:

There is a 10 minute voting period after each post. Non-contradictory votes will be combined as best as possible.

Write-ins for all votes are always welcome and encouraged. They may not all make it into the post or be altered to fit in, but I'll do my best to at least try to address the spirit of the write-in.

Very important or contentious votes may be redone in a stricter voting system as circumstances warrant.

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Kick 'em in the knee!
Kick 'em in the OTHER KNEE!
I'd like to see all the gang help Hana prepare for the gym with sparing & tactics etc etc, then cheer her to victory
That's rude, we should just cheer for them to be good.

Form a gang that all works together to take down the next gym.

[That's good advice. I used to do that at work, but I get overeager quest related stuff.

Thread soon. Gimme a bit to get settled in.]

>>Previous threads


>>Writeup Pastebin



This quest, as the title suggests, takes place in the world of Dragon Ball. You're playing as a twenty-two year old man named Tofoo, and will adventure through the story of the Dragonball series alongside characters such as Goku, Yamcha, Bulma, Tien, and many others. Through your actions, you can make significant changes to the story, and perhaps even become the strongest fighter on Earth.


At the end of each update you'll have ten minutes to vote on options. Write-ins are allowed, but I do reserve the right to veto them.

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Oh dude, I know. I was there for the acid spit death.
I'm still pissed off about that. I should have taken the early shift so I wasn't asleep while Tofoo was out jobbing in space.
In hind-sight it was a great character development moment and led to the Kuma-ken, but it was stupid as hell
Learning from defeat is just something else Tofoo does his best at I guess


A noticeable amount


"Shit be whack, yo"

Easy at the moment


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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 went back to the Magus Temple, sent Tom on a bodyguard mission, and went back out on the town with your engineer and weapons officer. Good luck, and fair skies.

Twitter: https://twitter.com/ZapQM
Archive: http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive.html?searchall=Starcaller

Some useful Pastebins:
The Ship: http://pastebin.com/dUaVH74m
Factions: http://pastebin.com/HRxg787x
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And that's it for this session. While I could run one tomorrow, this seems like a decent place to call the thread. Next thread will go up on Thursday at around the same time as normal.

Mood music:

Who do you think hacked the nav-computer?
The space vampire thing. Or that agent.
Can we just make it so it doesn't connect to any networks?
What was our passenger's destination? Will we have to cart him around forever?

Almost surely that agent
He wanted to got to Earth but said he wasn't in a hurry and anywhere easier to hitch from would be great.

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So me and my Friends recently startet playing DnD 5e.
And most of us are not quite used to the fighting style. And to train that I got the idea to make a Boss Rush/ Enemy Gauntlet Mode for them.
This Mode would be more focused on combat and fighting styles, so the players can improve on that instead of just saying "I stab him with my sword in the butt".
I would balance the mode around level 10. with the level being locked in.

The Mode would also get harder as the players defeat more and more enemies, these would have a tier ranking going from tier 4 to tier 0 where tier 4 stands for a beginners boss and tier 0 for something unfair / engame material.

For now I am asking you just for ideas for boss battles I could introduce in this case everything goes.
If you have any ideas for a boss post them here with a picture maybe some stats and attacks + the tier where you think the boss belongs!
I am thankfull for everyone that posts
whoops mb I'll be leaving

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Any interest in a 18th century gaslamp fantasy empire manager game? Need 3-4 players with decent schedules and a love for turned-based strategy.

Game takes place in an alternative Europe. You'll be raising armies of gunpowder infantry, cannons and cavalry, as well as whatever fantasy creatures you encounter, and whatever creations your mad-inventors cook up. Pick a faction like the French, Great Britian, Austria, Prussia, Spain, pretty much the world powers of the 18th century, then we'll go from there
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Oh, and Unassuming Spy special ability
>Face in the Crowd
-1 to Hero Skill rolls in special situations
+1 to enemy Intuition rolls
Alright just waiting on Great Britain anon, also taking 1-2 more players if English anon is awol

I think you'll struggle to get players now its down on page 5. Maybe post a new thread with a bit more info in the OP?
Good point, I'll style it up and link it in this thread
official thread is up, gonna collect 1-2 more players (unless Britian anon comes back) then we'll start

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Oh shit nigger it's a /qst/ adventure thing. That I'm pretty sure I saw someone did before and I'm ripping them off but I can't remember the name so I can't credit them. Yea.

6 persons form an adventuring party in a nondescript generic fantasy land. Each with their own colour code for my convinience: Green, Blue, Yellow, Red, Orange and Purple
Each character needs at least 1 player to be the voices in their head to tell them what to do n shit. And the party only needs 4 active members. The rest are part of the Backup Reserve Formation.

Just give yourself a name with the character's team color to identify which person you belong to. Ex: Yellow Faggot"

The party's current quest is to traverse the Obvious Evil Tower to Rescue the Princess. Currently they're following a prisoner they've just rescued from the dungeon, he claims he knows the way.

Previous threads:
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Triple fagbutt to the extreme infinity, rekt
Next thread probably in a couple of days?
Triple fagbutt to the extreme infinity +1
Damn it, foiled again

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Your name is Keiichi Hirayama. Your sister is named Airi Hirayama. The two of you are magi—humans with magic and a greater affinity for the Spirit World—and possess a bizzare tendency to cause chaos wherever you two go. Last year, through bullets, explosions and freak accidents, the two of you managed to help interrupt Japan's premier magus academy battle tournament--The Festival of Magic—thrice in a row.

To say that the Ministry of Education is furious would be an understatement. As punishment, they have forced you and your sister to undergo mandatory community service. There are ten tasks to complete and they must be all done by the tournament start date, lest you both be blacklisted from every educational institution and workplace in the entire country. You think it's absolutely retarded, but it seems like there's no choice. You and your sister must step up with your sister and overcome these trials, otherwise your future career will become nothing more than dust in the wind. The eyes of Shibuya and the spirit world are upon you both, so good luck and don't screw this up!

Previous Threads: http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive.html?tags=Academy%20Tournament%20Organization%20Quest
Ask fm: http://ask.fm/TwilightThorn441
Twitter: https://twitter.com/TwilightThorn
Character Details: http://pastebin.com/2cYpy4da

>5/10 Tasks have been completed.

>Guard the research materials from Lady Sagisawa's School of Knowledge. (3 DAYS DOWN, 6 REMAIN)
>Participate in the True Hearts' school production.
>Deal with

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Thanks for running this was one strange recap thread
Thanks for running TT

>Michiko gets turned evil by spirit magic
>Enslaves the entire male student body excepting k1 because of Avery
>up to him to out sing her in a competition as a distraction while best sister saves everyone.
I'd fund that.
Thanks for the thread mate, see ya then!
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Super, fuckin' late, but

cheers, boss

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"Silver," says the man sitting across from me, his eyes flashing with deep hatred. "Do you know why I called you in here?"
"With you, boss, could be anything," I mutter, lighting my cigarette. "It gets hard to tell after a while."
The chief's nostrils flare. "We've been working this Yamamoto case for months now. We were all ready to bust into the facility where we thought the coke was being produced. You were heading up the team. It was about to be the biggest bust in years, the sting op that was going to turn the city around. LA was going to go from the rich dope-fiend haven the upstate precincts think we are to the utopia free from corporate corruption that I know LAPD can make it."
He looks furious, his glare meant to pierce me.
"And then you have to go and ruin everything. You turn the team around to attack one of the Cowboys' cokehouses instead."
I breathe out a cloud of smoke in his face. "With respect, boss, the Cowboys were one of the biggest gangs in the city. They were responsible for half the homicides in the last month. Now, thanks to me, they're gone forever."
The chief narrows his eyes. "And don't forget they were Yamamoto's rivals."
"Don't worry," I mutter. "I didn't forget."
"Another move like this and you'll be off the force. Personal choice has got no place in police work. Either you follow orders or you don't do anything."
"Look, Silver," the chief says, putting his hand to his brow. "I don't think you're a bad cop. But the way things have been going lately, I can only assume something's going on between you and Yamamoto. I'm moving you off Vice Squad A."
I sit up straight. "Chief, wait. You can't take me off my squad, where the hell am I gonna go?"
"VS-B," he says, and I laugh. "B are a joke. It's what, four guys?" The chief looks exasperated. "I'm not joking, Silver. You're head of Vice Squad B until I can be certain you're not taking bribes or anything similar." I stand up.
"Now get out of my office, Silver. Don't mess this up too."
As I step out of the police station into the rainy Los Angeles night, I take a good long drag. The truth is that I am doing business with Yamamoto. Nothing criminal, but the guy's got a bit of a pass in my book. Thankfully nobody who knows me knows why.
Vice Squad B is around the back of the precinct building. I should probably head there to get acquainted with the team, but then again, there's a Cadillac out front that's got my name on it, literally. The sun's gone down, which means downtown is livening up around now.
Go on...
Check out the new team

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You wake up when the plane hits the tarmac at Haneda International, the sudden bump jolting you from dreams of being a teenager again with Kaidou back before....well....before.

The airplane is uncomfortable but you're lucky that Kaidou paid for a First Class ticket. You sure as hell don't have the money for one yourself. You can barely afford to take the time off from work honestly, but he WAS your best friend growing up and your dads were friends.
Brothers, really. Like you and Kaidou used to be.

You stare at the reflection of yourself in the window as the plane eases into it's berth; you look maybe a year or two off from being your proper age of twenty-five, and your dark brown hair is marred by a few forelocks of blonde that is pretty much the only thing your father gave you for free that didn't come with bruises or a lifetime of bullshit. The rest of you looks like your mother, even if you have your dad's features otherwise.

<"Did you sleep well, Lee-san?"> comes the voice of the tiny Japanese guy who was in San Francisco for business reasons who was your single-serving friend for the flight.
<"It was alright,"> you answer. Your Japanese is still pretty good even after not having spoken it for six years.

You collect your sports duffle bag from the storage compartment overhead and head into Tokyo.

You HATE Tokyo.

FightQuest is a one-shot Quest heavily inspired by 90's Fighting and Beat 'England Up games, such as Street Fighter, Fatal Fury, Double Dragon, and King of Fighters.
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Roll for it or wait for a tiebreaker.
This, also cause we're tall and I'm imagining terrible cramped subcompact cabs. Be nice if we could get our hands on an R32 Skyline or something but in the meantime limo a best.
>>[Take the Limo, might as well get outta the city fast]
>Take the limo
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R32 would be nice.
>mfw we manage to get one but it's only a GTS-T

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> Friday, August 22nd, 2015

SITUATION: http://pastebin.com/ziMsX6th
MECHANICS: http://pastebin.com/49M2eE8Z
THE RULES: http://pastebin.com/BEsprkBZ
THE TANK: http://pastebin.com/sJsgig6B
THE DIVISIONS: http://pastebin.com/xCQZAdqU
THE SHOP: http://pastebin.com/v6xeDRXj
DANON’S THE TEAM: http://pastebin.com/bUU2v0z8

You carefully brush your hair, making sure everything is in place. Not a single hair out of place. No sir. Not this girl. Denise stands at your side, applying your make up for you as well. Winona, Stack, Ingrid, and Josephina watch this carefully. “Jeez, Ellie,” says Winona. “What’s got you in a bunch?”

“I have to meet with the Captain today,” you explain. “It’s a matter of extreme urgency!”

“Can’t even take a vacation day?” asks Stack.

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Thanks for the run Schteel, catch you for tomorrow's session.
Thanks for the run boss.
Poor Ellie. She won't get a peaceful sleep tonight.
She rarely does these days.

Good thread GS. Its fleet fest tomorrow! Get excited!
Wow, Elodie's kinda lame.
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>They say he’s the living reincarnation of Erich Hartmann!

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