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This board is for author-driven collaborative storytelling (i.e., "Quests"). In a quest there is a single author who controls the plot of the story and who drives the creative process. They can choose to take suggestions from other posters, or not, at their sole discretion. Quests can be text-based, image-based, or a combination of the two. Drawfaggotry is strongly encouraged!

To facilitate the author-driven nature of quests, /qst/ differs significantly from other boards in that the OP of a thread is considered the quest's author, and has some basic text formatting abilities: [b], [i], and color tags [red], [green], and [blue]. Therefore, only those people willing to put in the effort to be a quest author should post threads. If you do not intend to run a collaborative story, do not post a thread here! This includes meta-threads.

Dice rolling follows /tg/'s format (e.g., "dice+2d6" without the quotes in the options field rolls 2d6).
Current board settings:

Anyone can post images.
Anyone can use painter.
Anyone can use dice & spoilers.
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Jey guys im still stuck with the shitty small keyboard so between me not being used to the keys placement on it and not being able to see the keys, plus my fingers pressing more than one key at the time, please forgive my typoes.

Let me know when you are here
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>Grab her and give her a passionate long kiss. (Dominant)
>>Grab her and give her a passionate long kiss. (Dominant)
>>Grab her and give her a passionate long kiss. (Dominant)
The elf princess stands up and smooths out her skirt, then walks over towards us and … we grab her and pull her over, making her give up a little gasp as we catch her by the waist with both hands and lift her up to where her feet are off the floor as we kiss her.


Oh, she complained a little bit, but looks quite happy as she wraps her arms around our neck and we kiss. She's really tasty and warm, and feels super nice against our body.

“Uhmm... president is so spoiled...” -she says softly as she blushes
“Another kiss.”

We lower her and hug her more gently so we can share a longer, warmer kiss.

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first is just answering second is asking if she wants to join right? Im not sure about romancing Nikita.
>>I am very lucky
>>You may be next you know?

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Hello all and welcome to my first ever side quest! With the success of Marvel Quest I wanted to test out the waters for a bit of a side quest that people seem to be on board with.

A Symbiote Quest!

Rules are the standard, voting will be 20 minutes. Rolls will be best of three 1d100s, and we are infact using crits!

First post up soon!

You rise from your bed, the base tones of the Pillar Men waking you from the previous nights slumber. As the sheets fall off you they reveal your boxer wearing form to the world, and contrary to the people the song is dedicated to...

You are a scrawny little puke.

You're tall, yeah but you're as fat as a pole, and your musculature is... wanting. The same man in the mirror only serving to reinforce your statement. God your scrawny. Your hair a mess, your grades sub-par, no extracurricular activities to speak of. All you really do the rest of the day except for going to school is browsing and shitposting on /cg/, Capes General.

Fuck you need to do something or your life is just going to stay bitter and grey.

On the bright side, today is your second year of High-School, specifically at Midtown High School. So, you know, new beginnings and all that. You get your hair in order, brush your teeth and put on some deodorant, as you're not a complete freak, you don't piss in bottles... and you hope it never comes to that.

You head down stairs and into the kitchen, grabbing yourself some Special K. You're out of anything else and you figure if it's doing wonders for your Uncle, might as well do wonders for you! Cereal first of course. You check the time an- HOLY SHIT IT'S 6:50 YOU GOT TEN MINUTES!!

You scarf down the rest of your breakfast, OJ almost killing you through suffocation, and rush out the door! You'll just have to text Uncle later.

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>Vladimir Steponas
>Vladimir Steponas
The only name that seems as weird as Solomon.

Last time On Monster Quest:

Zeldren the wisp managed to escape the crypt that had been his home for so long, and round up in the hands of a small girl named Elizabeth. Using the girl as a method of moving around, Zeldren slowly began to grow in knowledge in power over a month.

Feeling up to the task, and curious of a near by God's grave, Zeldren used a compulsion spell to have Elizabeth convince her friends to go on a quest to the site. WHile there though, Zeldren came face to face with the necromancer who had owned the crypt they had started from.

Seeking to save the investment they had mad ein Elizabeth, and possibly to save the girl for emotional reasons, Zeldren made a deal with the Necromancer: He would use the death of Elizabeth's friends and the girl's altered memories to start a war between the local village and a nearby goblin village that has been harassing them.

He has three days before the necromancer gets bored, and only the gods know what she'll do to Zeldren when that happens.

Discord Chat link:

Character Sheet Link
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Rolled 17 (1d20)

This is my roll
Rolled 13 (1d20)

Third times the charm
Rolled 5 (1d10)

Gotta do it in the options field above the main text window

Titans Quest, which as the name indicates takes place in the DC universe and focuses on Teen Titans team. In particular it focuses on you, Adam, the newest member of the team. As the quest goes on you might remain on the team to as a mentor or even leader, move onto the Justice League, or go solo either as a hero or villain. Maybe you’ll fuck up big and wind up drafted on the Suicide Squad. You might even save the world here and there, maybe even land a date.

The Titans are a New York based team of former sidekicks/young adult heroes who have decided to help train and support teenagers/new heroes just starting out on their own. Naturally while this quest is based on the DC comics universe, things are different. Superheros haven been around since forever, especially since WWII, but the Justice League has only been around a little less than ten years. The Teen Titans, have been active now for eleven months and are a little obscure except to news hounds, New Yorkers, and super hero fanatics. On the broader scale, a lot of big villains and heroes haven’t made their debut. Darkseid and the rest of the New Gods are a mystery, Trigon is a myth, and Booster Gold is still a washed up security guard a couple of centuries into the future.

Welcome to the New Age of Heroes

Twitter: https://twitter.com/ManThorQM

Character Sheet: https://pastebin.com/YqzUnUif
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Oh and of course bromance with cyborg. A older brother relation with beast boy and a younger brother relation with Dick and his perfect ass.

I don't know about the brotherly type of relationship with Beast Boy and Nightwing, but we'll definitely be friends with them.
Can't say much about Terra since my only knowledge of the character comes from the Teen Titans tv show. The old one. Besides this kind of play making the sub think is the dom would work better for what i know of Blackfire's personality. Guess we need to meet then first befire thinking how thinks should go.

I was talking about Comic!Terra when I mentioned hatefucking. Show!Terra, I can see her being a power bottom.

Blackfire sounds more like a hatefuck/switch situation. Like the dom and the sub changes a lot during sex.

And we should totally meet more people before picking a waifu/husbando.
All sex with Terra is hate sex. I'm going with the New Teen Titans take outside of the weird the "Slade did nothing wrong when fucking a 16 when he's like 50"

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Previously... Miho Tsukada, the Heavenly Child was drawn deeper into the Sentinels and their shadowy organisation. When an encounter with the sinister Crow led to a painful and humiliating defeat, the Heavenly Child was left in a bad way. The desire for revenge was strong, but she sought a more noble path. In meeting with the Sentinels, and their mysterious Council of Twelve, the seeds of a more stable partnership were planted. When a new piece enters the game, though, how will the board change?

>Twitter: https://twitter.com/MolochQM
>Previous thread: http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive.html?tags=Heavenly%20Child%20Quest

You're not sure how, or even why, but you managed to catch the last train out of Ark City. Even knowing that you would be stranded until morning, you automatically climbed onboard, paid for your ticket, and sank into the first empty seat you could find – and there were plenty to choose from. Tucked under your arm, the urn of Zakuro's ashes was a small and almost insignificant weight.

Calling it an urn, though, that would be stretching the point. It's a thin metal cylinder, the sort that once held a small, inexpensive drone – a child's toy, and the faded stickers that still clung to the metal only emphasise that. From the way Maika hesitated before handing it over, you have to wonder what it meant to her. Fond memories, perhaps?

Not fond enough to stop her from using the cylinder as a makeshift funeral urn, apparently. Either way, you prop that strange old relic up on the seat next to you and doze for a while, letting the hum of the train's engines lull you to sleep.

Your dreams are strange things, haunted by the image of demons in business suits and military uniforms.
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>I understand. Please call me if you need help
>Do you at least want to meet my group? We can get you up to speed on the situation here. It's pretty...complex. I understand if you don't want to get involved though.
>>I understand. Please call me if you need help
We got a nice senpai now, a nice ace in the hole if we ever need it.
>I understand. Please call me if you need help
>Can you at least meet my group? We can get you up to speed on the situation here. Things are really, really weird even by the standards of our business. There are a lot of things you really need to know sooner rather than later.

Ask Maika to set up a round table
I'm not so sure a round table is secure. Jun alluded to the Sentinels knowing about it.
“I understand, I guess, but why not meet my group at least?” you offer, “Ark City isn't like any other place in the world, for a lot of reasons. You need a bit of local knowledge, and we can help to get you up to speed on the situation here.”

Megumi frowns a little at your persistence, but then a faint smile tugs at one corner of her mouth. “Just a meeting?” she asks, “With no commitments involved?”

“Just a meeting, no commitments. You won't have to sign a thing,” you promise, “And hey, we sometimes meet up in this nice cake shop, it does some really great food. I won't tell you where it is unless you agree to this!”

Sighing enormously, Megumi slumps her shoulders a little. “I suppose I'd be rude to outright refuse, considering how much effort you're putting into this,” she decides at last, “How about this? I'll think about it – I've got plenty of things to arrange, and you've got your own life to attend to. If I want to, I'll call you later to arrange something. If not, I hope that you respect my decision.”

“Of course. We'd be happy to have you sit in, but we're not gonna go chasing you all over the city,” you assure her with a short laugh, “We're busy people too, y'know. Until then, just be careful. Watch out for Crow and the Sentinels. You remember what to look out for?”

“A tall, haughty German man, and a smooth talking local,” Megumi repeats, “My memory is pretty good for these things.”

“Yeah, but you were half asleep on the train,” you point out, “And this is serious. I'm not taking any chances. I don't know how the Sentinels might react if they knew you were here. So basically, uh... don't go doing anything stupid.”

“I'm glad that I have an expert like you to give me guidance,” the older girl tells you smoothly, shaking her head in weary amusement, “Perhaps I'll see you around, Miho. Until then, farewell.”

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You are a group of humans or human allies who have all bought quite expensive fare on board a modified Litharian vessel. Your portion of the ship has been scaled up for your comfort and left off limits for crew. Still it is quite cramped and crowded. Why are you on a Litharian ship you may ask, it is because only Litharians will fly into the dead zone, much less land on an inhabited planet within. You are after a pirate treasure rumored to be hidden on Pyrosis IV.
>species (please describe xeno races)
>gender (get creative, even humans can be some form of hermaphrodite)
>Skills (1 major 2 minor)
>equipment (try not to go over board, it cost the murder-rabbits alot to modify the ship and you probably sold alot of stuff to get a ride)
>AI (here you will suggest what sort of tech your brain will connect to, from off the grid to universal. Or just some of bio, ESP, Arcane, or electro tech.)
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Rolled 69 (1d100)

Sneak the ObsDrone down the hall to get a look at the breach.
Oh ok. Never mind.

Tarsus readies his Pistol and takes a position in cover.
You ever gonna join the battle?
Rolled 11 (1d100)

Duck into a room. Use empathy to sense the invaders. Try and stab them through the walls.
Rolled 24, 20, 86, 16, 83, 15 = 244 (6d100)

There's one more skelly up there, you think you heard the Litharians call it a "Charon"

Again with bite, and gun.

Mage will open door, ogre'll charge the gunners, the Charon is following the smell of the most murdery thing on the air, while the one that has yet to leave the boarding pod drops on the drone.

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Welcome to Tribes Evo, a game where you take control of a tribe and evolve it culturally, technologically, and historically through time. We will have new tribes, a new map, and (some) new rules.

Previous Threads (please read if new): http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive.html?tags=tribevo
Discord: https://discord.gg/r36b7By

New Players Guide:
>Every turn is a new week
>Every turn each tribe can do two researches, and as many actions as there are population
>Research - Laws, Technologies, Arts, Customs
>Action - Trading, Hunting, Scouting, Organizing
>At least one player per tribe, no upper limit on tribe members
>Actions and researches must be agreed by majority
> Please read sheet to verify 1) whether a tech/culture has already been researched and 2) whether OP fucked up in updating sheets

Other Mechanics:

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Pigs learn how to make sails, adding them to the Captain's Ship.

The Pigmielands serve as a basecamp for the journey south, into the Desert Lands. Sailors stay at the boats, protecting them from possible thieves.

At the edges of the desert, they find a region, completely devoid of water, but rockier and sturdier than the usual sand. They brush off the sand; and they find a cave! The cave is blocked by a fallen piece of rock they manage to push out. Inside, they find the cave is rich in limestone and a few copper veins! They will need to set up a base here if they want a constant supply of the materials. They don't take any with them as the effort would kill time they need to return home where water and food is plentiful.
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Goats begin their great migration across the channel onto the mainland. After setting up camp, the hunters go out once more. They find new resources, such as barley fields, groudhogs, and -- another tribe! They see signs of grazing and find the docile sheeps, timid but very peaceful and cultured, even practicing their own version of sheep music. They are quick to recognize your similarities and their inferior numbers and decide to join you!

Dried food and backpacks make exploration of the mainland possible at further distances than before!
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Monkeys learn to make coconut oil, applying it in their skin for protection and some foods to make it tasty!

A series of folk tales turn into a moralistic religion for the monkeys, telling them to be intelligent, enjoy life, and be peaceful.

Orangutans tell you they do not venture in the desert, preferring the coasts. Their ancestors had come from northwards down, but they do not know why or how to get back, and even if they did, where? Thus, they hugged the coasts, catching whatever small insects or fish they could.

Five scouts venture into the desert. They almost fall into a crevice-- filled with riches! Limestone, copper, and coal are rich here. They return with their findings of the weirdly painted cavern, waiting for the wisdom of the monkey council to instruct them next.
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No one said it was time to stop!
Action: Begin the March once more, westwards.
Research: Cloth from the sheeples hair.
Research 2: The wheel!

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>What is "Backwoods"?
Short answer: NOT Fallout.
Long answer: A post apocalyptic setting set in the fetid marshes of the American South, the dense forests & looming mountains of the North, or the arid deserts of the west (ADDENDUM: after voting the game is now set in the Midwest and Northeast). Set in alternate retro-futuristic future where a coalition of communist states in Central America & the Caribbean financed & armed by the Soviet Union launch a series of devastating nuclear attacks across the USA as reprisal for perceived military aggression. This triggers a world-ending exchange between the world's great powers, eradicating most of the Earth's population in the process. Any survivors of the blasts were confined to the isolated, oft-forgotten parts of the earth. Such bedraggled men and women formed settlements and factions to contend with the harsh conditions, including the debilitating fallout, wandering mutated beasts,& other belligerent survivors. No one was left unchanged by the great scouring & savagery became the rule rather than the exception.

Centuries have passed since the apocalypse, & the world is still recovering. Whilst the majority of the fallout has subsided, the surface is still fraught with peril; bedraggled tribes clash for what little drinkable surface water there is & hulking mutated horrors prowl and stalk the undergrowth. The technological marvels of the old world are a source of both fixation and abhorrence amidst the population, for as potent or lifesaving they can be, the threat of total re-annihilation are very possible. won What's more is that the cataclysmic effects of the nuclear exchange appears to have opened up a rift between dimensions, & nameless, eldritch things claw at the sanity of men.
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Supporting D-8!
You awaken to find yourself lying prostrate in a forest clearing. Startled, you attempt to re-position yourself; your bestial hands and feet digging in to the ashen snow that lies beneath you. You're surrounded by forest; the canopy being so thick that the sky is only visible upon looking straight up. It could be early morning or evening, you think, but you're not entirely certain. The boles of the tortured hardwood encroaching upon you contort like the forms of feral dancers around a bellowing flame, & they're long slender branches reach inwards. You seldom feel unnerved, but your lack of cognizance over the preceding circumstances that led to this predicament & the unsightly brush that surrounds you puts you on edge. Or perhaps it is not your immediate environment that perturb but something...else.
& then the cold hits you. Fuck, you hated the cold; it's malevolent touch further chilling your frigid reptilian blood. Typically, you can change your morphology to match your surroundings, given you are provided sustenance, but you feel weak and beleaguered like your mind and bodily functions are under attack by some unknown entity. Then, from your rear you hear the distinct sound of a distant twig breaking. You attempt to scramble away, but to where? You find yourself transfixed at the center of this damnable grove whilst the sounds of disturbed leaves and breaking branches grow louder and louder.
Turning to face this noise, your heart's rhythm increases exponentially with each errant snap. Then, the sound of labored breathing becomes evident, & you begin to see the contours of some hulking bipedal monstrosity emerging from behind the trees...
You awaken once more, only into a different location: a cool, dark cellar with sagging beams and a hard stone floor. Given your enhanced sight, you adjust to the dark in moments. You're immersed in a pile of furs, leaves, & blankets; whatever that could be used to keep yourself warm through the winter months. Surrounding you are the remains of whatever you ate before the brumation period: cans of dog food, the remains of small animals, etc.

You emerge from your tumulus slowly, taking into consideration the possible atrophy. On the other side of the room, you see a set of stairs leading up to a barred hatch. In the middle of the room lies a worn pool table holding your equipment. The cue rack lies to your right, which is partly illuminated by cracks of light seeping through the boarded up floor-level windows. What do you do first?
>Walk to the hatch
>Walk to the table
>Walk to the rack
>head to the pool table
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500 Hours in paint rouch sketch (thought I'd try this "draw" shit out.
WOAH someone's lurking? I'm flattered. Thought I was writing to myself for a minute.

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“Verde I’ll get Lex.” You shout moving as fast as you can to the side as your partner begins throwing out those green blasts of hers in a wide barrage of explosive power; they whistle through the air like artillery shells and you turn your attention to the chandelier and debris pinning the emerald barrier underneath it’s weight.

One hand on what was once a curling serpent’s head, the other on a crossbeam that connects onto the central circle of the frame, it’s difficult to get your body under it to shoulder the weight of the centrepiece is colossal and you bend your legs and inhale.


You kick off from the ground with a savage roar and the metal goes flying into the wall nearby, allowing Lexington to lower his shield. He looks around quickly, eyes glowing with his enigma - you stand clad in gold patiently waiting for his analysis. “Well fuck. The sonovabitch broke one o’ the planar walls.”

“No time. What do we do.” You say calmly, rolling your neck to a satisfying crack and preparing to support Verde.

“We have options; but try killing him first. If that doesn’t work then we -” With a screech forms begin falling from the sky like meteorites; trailing black lines that reak of corruption and rot. “If that doesn’t fix this then we look at the options with consequences. Get in there!” He commands as he begins summoning his gear and sending lightning bolts lancing up into the cloudless orange sky.

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>If she just fucking sits still and stops interfering she can stay mortal and alive for all I care
We can always kill her after the portal is closed.
>Supporting >>1604561

Writing in 45 minutes-ish
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“Look if she’s so focused on staying mortal that’s fine. Just stop her fucking with me and she can live a happy mortal life.” You spit, closing your eyes and turning back to your work as Lexington descends. Your ears do manage to pick out his dialogue as he lands gently, throwing The phantom her sword back.

“Look, we’re just closin’ the hole. You’ll still be mortal; so nobody needs to get-”

Weapons clash. Apparently she’s even less chatty than Mono.

Guess you’re focusing on stitching things up.

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This is a thread created for the "discussion" of Quest threads.

Please do not shitpost, and please report any shit posters attempting to derail discussion or cause strife.

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This link contains numerous writing guides, general advice, and various quest tools and communities. You will also never read it.

These are two directories containing the tweets of many current QM's. While a twitter is by no means mandatory, it is a useful tool for both you and your players. To get added to the second list, tweet @tgQuestList. Spamming tweets unrelated to your quest may result in its removal.

IRC Channels:
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>QM Question
Lots and lots of Star Carrier. It honestly feels more like an overt ripoff sometimes. I take a lot of direction from the series to determine how a lot of the technology in the setting works, and I hold it as the gold standard of alien biodiversity and creative biology. It's a standard I strive for but fall short of. I also take a bit of inspiration from John Scalzi and Stephen Baxter, although I feel that those inspirations are not from any conscious effort on my part but I tend to see thematic similarities when I look back on my writing.

I thought he meant books and the like, but if we're talking about other quests, then AI Quest all the way.

>Player Question
A good plot twist should be the kind of thing that is obvious in retrospect. Sadly, most of the quests I follow tend to die too early to get to any major plot twist payoff. The biggest I can remember would be Shadow Quest, but only because the shitstorm it caused spilled over into my thread a few times. I've always been a sucker for the old "secretly a sci-fi setting" schtick. I've actually been planning on making one for a future campaign for my game group just to mess with a friend of mine who doesn't like sci-fi for the most petty and arbitrary reasons by making a super high-fantasy campaign and then pulling a Jack 3 with an alien invasion disguised as an eldritch armageddon up to the moment where giant robot walkers are stomping around shooting laser beams everywhere only for them to realize maybe halfway through that it's not actually a Tarrasque sized golem but a ripoff AT-AT.
There were a lot of [Tactics] games a while ago, before the split from /tg/. The split killed them, though you see them sometimes popping up.

Last one was... Bastard's Boars? Last thread a month ago.
Panzer Commander Quest is running for the weekend. Come and join for stupid shit and suicide missions, possible both intermingled with one another.
yeah, skirmish games are a thing, but players are very entitled for those, it's not much fun after a while. It's the most time intensive form of qst imaginable, and the one where you get the most trash thrown at you
And my second series is up! Come on down and check it out!


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. The year is 2018, your last year in school. You think to yourself, clutching to your beanie:

>When will my life go in a better direction?
>Will my finals go well
>will I make it back?
>When will OP get a set posting schedule and not be such a faggot?
You open your eyes to see you are in class listening to a lecture on some shit you already knew. Even though you were underage, you knew you were on this ride. 4chan was your home. A Chad spitballs you in the back of the head.
>Do nothing
>Tell Teacher
>Flip them off
> Threaten them
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>>Check the front door through a window
What they said.
>Check the front door through window, after getting armed with a kitchen knife.
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You cautiously walk out of your room and peer out of the window. It's just your neighbor, thank God. You walk back downstairs and open the door.
"Heyyy anon! I'm, just like, here to check on you. Do you like, need anything?"
"Oh, hi... erm, no I'm fine, Ashley."
She storms off in a rush and in a bit of rage. Odd, well, time to order some pizza. You call up the place and ask for a meat lovers, as that and Hawaiian are the best flavors. Argue otherwise and I will ignore your posts, you goddamn plebeian. Thirty minutes later, the pizza arrives. Thirty minutes or less! You relax on the couch, playing the night away while eating your pizza. Around 11, you hear a few gunshots and tons of distant police sirens. What's happening? Your game shuts down to show an alert. The EAS states pic related. You must react
>Get a firearm
>Hunker down
>Head to the nearest government office
>Call your parents.
>>Get a firearm
>>Hunker down
Hide in an old cast iron bathtub.

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Dungeon Civ takes place inside a stereotypical RPG Dungeon.

SUMMARY: 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. Now you are a full fledged
Hero in your own right. You've made powerful enemies including both the Floor Boss, a Demon by the name Eviscorax, and Adventurers bent on destroying you for being a monster.

DISCORD: https://discord.gg/Q5hBymV

RECAP: Both the supporting zones of the royal castle had been swept clean of opposition, but the Castle itself is protected by an enormously powerful magic barrier that prevents your forces from advancing. As if that weren't trouble enough, the powerful witch Selendra has captured the former Armory for her own ends. Ash has been trapped inside the newly formed Zone with no apparent way out. You Machine ally Woolsworth has completed a device to drain the power behind the magic barrier and allow you to finish our conquest of this Floor.
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Rolled 3, 3 = 6 (2d20)

>Attack full out
Rolled 9, 14 = 23 (2d20)

>Attack full out
Rolled 7, 1 = 8 (2d20)

>attack cautiously
Rolled 4, 17, 3 = 24 (3d20)

Dude you stumbled and lost your trip.

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>Be Acerparva
You are now ACERPARVA.
You are a LESSER DEMON serving Great King and President ZAGAN, commander of thirty-three Infernal Legions. Life is relatively good for you as a lowly accountant of the mighty SISIRRISI & SISIRRISI AVARICE TRUST - your coworkers treat you with as much respect as a lesser demon may possibly get and they pressure you into doing only 90% of their work. You don't feel particularly miserable, however, as you are practically in a ROMANTIC RELATIONSHIP WITH YOUR JOB, though sometimes even you feel overwhelmed by the amount of work piled onto you. Still, you're proud of yourself for clawing yourself up from coffee girl and stress relief punching bag status to the rank of accountant on the CORPORATE LADDER, despite being a lesser demon - most lesser demons at the Trust serve as footstools for the INFERNAL EXECUTIVES. Your sharp tongue, impatient nature and low level of DEMONIC POWER won't let you ascend further, however.
In your free time (about four full hours a week), you are an avid fan of BODY MODIFICATION - you have several PIERCINGS and turned your skin into a collage of various TATTOOS. You also read several MAGAZINES on this topic.
You also enjoy browsing the INTERNET from time to time, and have several BUSINESS ASSOCIATES all around Hell.
However, you have currently no time to engage in your hobbies, as you are too busy FREAKING OUT. You messed up, you messed up bad. You are so upset you can barely concentrate on the three different forms you're filling out at the moment.
A few hours ago, you were sent to a certain mortal called BRIGHTON MACKENZIE to retrieve an alleged asset of the Trust from her. Of course, the claim that the necklace is the Trust's property is a barefaced lie, one that you were instructed to tell.
Afterall, no demon owns the necklace holding DEMON LORD ZAGAN'S TEETH, except for Demon Lord Zagan himself.
In any case, the Trust's plan to curry the Demon Lord's favor and rise above its competitors by being the one to return the necklace failed. Mackenzie proved to be as stubborn as a drunk hellsteed and categorically refused to give up the necklace. Technically, she just rerouted you to the actual Holder of the Asset, but you're certain that the bloodthirsty Board of Infernal Executives will be all too enthusiastic to reinterpret this as refusal to give up the Asset, in which case the Legal Owner is permitted to retrieve it by force etc. etc.
You normally wouldn't care about a mortal getting gored by a bunch of corporate-hired MERCENARIES, except...
...Except this one is uncomfortably HOT. You're pretty sure you might be in love, which is both ridiculous and slightly worrisome.
You tried your best to convince her to give up the necklace to spare her from having to deepthroat a bunch of pitchforks, but she proved too stubborn. You returned to your office hours ago and you still haven't dared to file your REPORT. The REPORT FORM lies on your desk, accusingly empty.
>What do you do?
File a delay on the acquisition of the necklace. We'll try to convince her to relinquish it again... maybe over dinner?
try to find a way to convince her to give it to great demon lord zagan personally so you both can gain something
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((Sorry for the slow updates lads, I'm preoccupied with IRL responsibilities.))
>Convince her to give it personally to Lord Zagan
That is the exact opposite of a good idea. You're stalling because you want her to survive, not because you want her to die in a more creative and painful fashion. And that's in the astronomically unlikely event that a mortal can meet a DEMON LORD in person. This suggestion is off the tables.

>File a delay, try again later.
You know full well you can't procrastinate on writing this report much further, lest your BOSS come down to the office to see what's taking so long. You don't want the BOSS to come down to the office.
Instead, you set aside the other three documents you're simultaneously working on and go for the second worst option. You dip your pen into blood-red ink and take a deep breath.
Using the most labyrinthine and complicated LEGAL BABBLE you can muster, you file an elaborately crafted REPORT on how your efforts to retrieve the necklace failed despite your best efforts, by every legal definition of the words "your", "best" or "efforts". You emphasize that this was no fault of yours - as a lesser demon in a position usually reserved for legionnaires, you're always walking on eggshells if you screw up. Furthermore, if you get booted from this assignment, your replacement will just probably file a failure and immediately suggest the use of force.
You go on to detail your plan for retrieving the necklace without force, which, you note, would be a waste of the Trust's finances. You really hope the BOARD OF DIRECTORS tolerate smartass accountants, as the idiom of "the market ate him alive" is sometimes very much literal in the realm of Zagan.
Your, er, PLAN is to wheedle yourself into Mackenzie's confidence through several DINNERS. After she has come to trust you, you will again try to convince her to give up the necklace, "for the sake of her safety". You note that this method, while somewhat more time-consuming, requires much less expense from the Trust than hiring MERCENARIES for retrieval, and it's much more covert as well.
You finish up your report according to the standard formalities. You wipe the sweat from your brow.
Best case scenario, you get to go on a date with Mackenzie on the Trust's funding. Worst case scenario, you get to meet her again. In the Pits. Realistically, it will delay the "use of force" for a while until they cut through all the red tape.

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>the head of department

The war was a tragedy. The war should have never happened. The war was inevitable. It's been four years since the Citadel Corporations fought the Monarchists, and everyone lost. There is no central authority, only a thousand factions vying for power. Choose your side, manage your resources, and claim your place in the vacuum of power and space.

Been playing some civ quests, now I'd like to run one in space. 4 players, four empires listed below. Pick one and throw on a trip, this one's gonna last about 5 days.


House Willhiem
>They fought to defend their lineage's hegemony over the quadrant, and for their efforts the entire royal family was killed. The remaining Wil' forces descended into civil war, with Generals and Admirals fighting each other for the scraps of the Willhiem Empire. But something happened. The gene seed of the princess, thought to be lost forever, has been found by one of the Generals. With a legitimate claim to the throne, can this general reunify the Willhiem Empire?

Play this faction if
>You like Zeon, Fascist ascetics, Kraut Space Magic (they're fucking germans in space okay?)
>You're a monarchists

The Tang Shogunate
>This great Empire fought alongside Baron Willhiem to annihilate the Citadel Corporations, but sued for peace after the Emperor and his family was killed by Tang Equalist forces. The emperor's daughter, Princess Lili, is the only survivor of the royal line, and must now defend her throne from threats both outside and within.

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Tang Dynasty
(This is just a repeat of what I've already posted, but I thought it'd be a good placeholder until

>Princess Lili must be anointed Empress in order for us to reclaim the majesty of the Tang Shogunate! We must first convince the Tao Priesthood of her divinity!
>Send Team
>Send Hero
>Send Units
>Inquire Further

Nan Jin Equalist Forces
>These are the dogs who killed the royal family and looted the Divine City. Well, not the Nan Jin Equalists specifically, but it was Equalists. So if groups on Nan Jin are clamoring under the same banner as the murderers, Tang Loyalists on Nan Jin will feel hateful towards them

New Year, New Me
>Is it the New Year's festival, the most holy time of the year in the Shogunate! The people are overjoyed, the last decade has been cruel to them, and festivals are always appreciated! But the ShinTao Priesthood wants to cancel it this year, as the Moon Calendar states it is a leap year. What Shall we do?

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Citadel Corporations

>Tanka Heavy Industries is apparently under the impression that we have a new Net Sphere super weapon. They've called a Market Summit, summoning all the Citadel corporations, to discuss outlawing your new weapon that killed their officials. They demand you host the Market Summit.

>The research station on Asteroid Helio hangs in the void of space. There is no communications leaving the station. Your investigation team touches down on the asteroid, and with the Security Force enters the compound

>You have encountered <xenomorphs> Roll 1d10 to defend. Successful defense is 5 and above. Xenomorphs will roll after.
sorry, forgot titles
Crimson Union

Follow the Money
>We've been getting reports that certain Citadel Corporations are funneling weapons and armor to Equalists in the Tang Shogunate. The Tang Equalist pledge loyalty to us, but if this blows out of control we could face war with the Tang Shogunate again.

Fluctuating Temperatures
>Our research team has discovered a migrating pack of fourth dimension Space Rays! The strange creatures are causing the temperature fluctuations. Unfortuantly for us, Migrating Space Rays means the Powun Church of a Higher Order will be behind them. They set up shop whereever the creatures go. They can be a boon to our economy, or a hassle to the locals. What shall we do when they arrive?

You say Preorda, I say Preada
>The Preorda have happily aligned themselves with us. Their tribal rivals however are furious, and are in the process of driving a convoy of troops towards a major city and space port. What shall we do?
Okay, I got to step out for a couple hours, Black Fleet and The Spore will be finished after the jump, and then I'll address player answers

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