Katya found herself in a small, well reinforced and rather dark chamber. The only source of light was a softly humming red light, her looking up at it and awaiting what would happen next. An alarm sounded from behind the metal door in front of her, before there was a hiss of air. The doors slid open, Katya looking a little uncomfortable as she blocked out the bright and sudden light with her wing. "Step forward, subject ATO-4013." A calm voice would say over the intercom, the young and still small owl subject doing as told. The chamber she was in was rather large, sterile and empty. Katya tilted her head and looked at all the tiny details she could spot. Dents on the wall, spots where large stains had clearly been, and even some bullet holes. And looking up and to the side, Katya saw some glass, behind which several scientists stood, including her very own father...Katya would smile and wave a little bit, though would quickly feel a soft shock around her neck. "Do not interact with the staff, ATO-4013." Roraima's voice echoed over the intercom, Katya looking down and nodding quickly. Katya would keep looking around, soon noticing a metal door on the other side of the room. Katya quietly looked at it, already hearing that something was waiting behind it. "Subject ATO-4013, todays training will be different from previous trainings. Instead of facing off against mock targets or facility staff, you will now train with another subject. You are authorised to use any and all force to defeat said subject. Is this clear?" Katya looked horrified. Never before had she had to hurt a subject before. She was scared of hurting what was essentially one of her siblings. Though, she was also terrified of upsetting Roraima. She didn't want to be shocked, or worse. And yet, she also didn't want to hurt anyone innocent. "Y-Yes, Roraima." She said whilst trying to hide her fear. After all, she knew that Roraima hated seeing fear, even if this left Katya terrified... Katya saw the doors open, her trying to remain calm, as her opponent revealed themselves. The subject in front of her was one she had seen before, but never really talked to. It was a completely dark subject. Her hair was pitch black, her skin a similar deep dark hue. She had three large dark horns which connected to her back which appeared similar to that of a beetle. Her hands appeared like large black daggers, almost looking reminiscent of a mantis' claws. She was a foot taller than Katya, but was still only 5 feet, small for a subject. Her white cloths which covered her torso were the only thing which did not appear completely black, along with her confident red eyes. The subject had a calm, confident yet reassuring smile, stepping forward as if they were just formally meeting. "Subject AB-90, you will fight against subject ATO-4013. You are authorised to use any level of force against her. So long as you do not hold back. Is this clear?!" Roraima said in a more agitated tone.
>>6310627>Though, you would sneakily refer to her as TL-10, rather than TIL-84, just to be sure???Be sure of what?This part confuses me.>>6310628>Ask for further details surrounding their past encounters with Idalia and/or Valentina. The more details you asked, such as pictures and descriptions, the easier it'd be to figure out where their stories fell short. (Write in what you'll ask.)They already slipped up a bit with the photo admission, even after they knew we did the same method with Reika. We can maybe press them on that. First ask how they confirmed the kill. They suddenly stopped giving details there, are they sure she's dead? As we saw with NH-19 subjects can survive neck snaps and third degree burns to over half their surface area.Invisibility though - probably better than Kamara's camouflage. They got the easiest to hide subject ally.
I didn't intend to call Feng TL-10, it was just me getting lazy and abbreviating Threat Level 10. I'd rather call her by her real details.>>6310628>Ask for further details surrounding their past encounters with Idalia and/or Valentina. The more details you asked, such as pictures and descriptions, the easier it'd be to figure out where their stories fell short.What did they need to provide to the government for them to accept the kill? Pictures, tissue samples and even chucking a severed leg onto Moritz's desk weren't enough to convince them of Reika's death.Invisibility? That's not in the notes about her.What did she say that had her ascribed to be "snarky"? During the fight?Actually, there was a proper fight, right? She's a Roraima job supposedly very capable for combat. Surprising she would just run away and allow herself to be shot without putting up a fight.What other subjects have they met? Any they didn't fight with? We heard that Valentina gets much more respectful if you play along with her pranks a bit.What are their thoughts on subjects in general? On Idalia?We surrounded and outgunned Sirona, so she surrendered and we had her neck snapped. We interrogated her and were about to execute her for being a depraved psychopath when she shrugged off her broken neck to leap back to life, injure two of us, damage the gun and escape even after being set on fire.Pull those threads. I also want to "slip up" ourselves and purposely introduce some inconsistencies, hints and extra information like names and anecdotes we heard from subjects to test the waters and encourage them to be more liberal with their own.-----Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
Gonna skip out on an update today. Kinda need the rest, given that tomorrow will be a busy day.>>6310677>???>Be sure of what?>This part confuses me.My bad. Menat to say 'be sure to not reveal too many details, or something along those lines...Although...>>6310690>I didn't intend to call Feng TL-10, it was just me getting lazy and abbreviating Threat Level 10. I'd rather call her by her real details.Yeah, I... didn't think you meant TL-10. My bad. If you want, we can just retcon it to you not really hiding those details. It may make the convo a little bit... iffy, given that they would've maybe responded differently, but... eh. I'll let you guys decide whether you're okay with a minor retcon/edit like this.
>>6310978Just assume we said TIL-84. I can't imagine it'd change anything in the conversation up until now since they haven't heard of TIL-84 any more than they have TL-10.
>>6310978Yeah that's fine - maybe they recognize it now but not sure what that would change, other than them calling us madmen.
Your hazel eyes scan across the golden brown frontier, tumbleweeds drift and hop along to the winds tune. You pull on the reigns equipped to your horse and come to a full stop as she neighs loudly and snorts at your sudden pulling, "easy there girl," you tell her, brushing your hand across her mane to help relax her. Your left hand reaches for the binoculars, bringing them to eyesightRIVERTON TOWNSHIPThat's what the sign you catch a glimpse of says off in the distance. The rays from the sun cast a hazy mirage over the whole town, as if conjured by your own imagination. You attach your binoculars back onto your belt, and you make the heels of your feet cause impact with your steeds ribcage, clicking your tongue with the roof of your mouth to signal for her to get a move on . She kicks up both her front hooves and announces her effort with a crying neigh, when all hooves are back on the ground they kick up dust and you both make haste for Riverton. The distance between yourself and Riverton steadily closes, the dusty plain clouding the trail behind you as your reliable girl runs like the winds blessed her hooves. You finally make it to the entrance of the town, the middling populated township has some hustle and bustle going on from the locals here, though it seems there's nothing more than miners and law enforcement scouring through the town. The local law itself takes notice of your entrance and he saunters his way slowly over to you and your ride, his hands clutched to the sides of his waist and gripping his belt. "Not often that we get visitors round these parts fella," he says, his unkempt salt and pepper beard drifting to one side from the wind blowing against it. "What's your business here, stranger?" He asks you, his cloudy blue and aged eyes scanning your every movement. "Reckon I just went on a ride and came adrift here, there a saloon somewhere nearby?" You ask him, you take off your brown rimmed hat and put it flat against your toned chest, revealing your sweaty and slicked back dark hair.
>>6272012>Try to break your restraints
>>6272050+1 to the vote, and the sentiment. getting our boots back is key to the cowboy code!
A Mongolian Motherfucking Deathworm?!>Move your chair against the wall to help wear down your restraints
QM...?
BRINGING IT BACK EDITIONChoose your name and starting location to play
>>6307406>>6307419thanks for the reply guys , I got it 100% , but for some reason i think this thread is cursed, because , I got banned from posting in my home network for 3 days because OFF-topic violation, so you guys will have to wait some days.
It's over.
>>6309181Looks like. Gratz to Wendigo on the win
>>6309293Grats Wendigo
Thanks, and thanks to GHOST for uniting with the Wendigo People's Republic. And to the Snakes, see you in the next game of Risk.
A world where might makes right. A world of Jade and Gold, of Phoenix and Dragons, of Pills and Talismans, of Martial and Spiritual arts.A world where diligent training yield strength, meaning freedom. A world where loneliness means death, meaning social chains.A world still unfair, as the ones reaching the heavens are most likely born rich - be it political riches of the aristocrats, power of secret knowledges and hidden realms of clans, or lucky enough to be born one-in-a-thousand genius.This was not the case of Quiet Word - that is, (You).Your current skill level is on par with other genius of your age. But where they were graced with secret techniques and special care, you just had lucky encounters leveraged to the best and a knack for navigating social situations.You own a trove of techniques and treasures for such a young cultivator - more than you can study efficiently, but your strength lies in the impressive amount of Bonded Spiritual Beasts - A Phoenix spirit, a Horse spirit, a Snake spirit and a Wolf spirit.Speaking of that last one, you didn't told a world about him to anybody. As a scion of the Primordial Wolf spirit, its father warned you of its worth and how people could want to rip it away from you. Especially in such a ruthless and public environment than, say, a townwide cultivator tournament.Previously mentionned worth comes from its ability to Fuse without restriction - fusion being a secret of the higher ranking of your sect, secret you have almost completely rediscovered on your own, and freely shared with your sect-siblings (but not your masters). Alright, the Primordial Wolf might have helped you on that "figuring it out by yourself" point.Recently, you focused on one of your Growth-realm treasure, the Wandering World-Tree. Cementing your relationship with the gifted graft-specialist, you searched and provide a trove of grafts as well as learning about the elegant art of tea composition; learned a new mythical Meteor-Hammer technique and made great progress in your cultivation, getting ready to break through the current minor realm - despite your falling behind issues.Right now, this is the eve of your fourth year with the Eastern Branch of the Tamers of Hundred Beasts. You chose to take on a rare opportunity : the Stormwood instead of breaking through, or helping chart the potential of a new crop of young lads.
>>6308235+1
>>6308265we do also need to practice some other new tactic with the storm keyword. We haven't trained it at all.
>>6308236>>6308265>>6308313>>6308358>>6308324Here's you guys new thread>>>6308335
Thread 2 [https://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive/2025/6239230/]0730 THOMPSON Stand Time, 20 MAR 2549Team: SPARTAN-III Headhunters VACIVE (A151 Faolan/ B327 Maris)Classification //EYES-ONLY// ONI DIRECTIVE M-98 As previously covered, VACIVE made entry into the installation within ALLUTION at around 0630. Their movement led to the discovery of several critical factors, particularly regarding the presence of Venezians and a significant alignment between the Peoples Occupation and the United Rebel Front. While such collaboration isn't unprecedented, a PO cell so far from Reach raises several strategic concerns.Unfortunately, due to a supposed moment of resistance after a brief interrogation, the first Venezian individual encountered by VACIVE was unable to be captured for further questioning. However, before the team could be engaged, they managed to scrape a sensitive console full of information and dossiers, an archive strangely well maintained when compared to other instances. In that brief moment of interrogation, VACIVE discovered that the Venezians (And by extension, the fleet of civilian vessels surrounding ALLUTION) were mainly there for the purpose of outfitting vessels with slipspace drives. VACIVE resolved to investigate this, but their first priority quickly shifted to navigating the suddenly heightened activity of insurrectionist personnel aboard. Primary Objectives:FIND and ELIMINATE Insurrectionist Leadership within ALLUTION(AMENDMENT-Leadership scheduled to arrive at Conference Room B3 have seemingly been replaced by a squad of PMCs. Current and planned leadership locations are now a complete unknown, bar one.) Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
>>6280016>Trust Maris to burn her her way through. Even without the cloak, there were enough shadows and alcoves for her to fade out. Hopefully. (Roll 1d10 three times.)
Anyone else gonna vote?
>>6281487Doesn't seem like it. Might just go ahead, we'll see.
>>6281719Don't think there's going to be anymore votes for this round, Fero
>>6283377Announcing a cessation of combat operations. Incoming ceasefire transmission incoming from radio IDENT /QTG/>>>6283857I know this is definitely disappointing, I'll tell you that it's the same for me. But atp MF is getting in the way of my real, GOOD halo quest. Which is coming very soon.
You are a LALAFELL. A mere eight years old at that. You were sold into slavery in the gladiatorial arena of Ul'dah--a city state which has grown only more cruel and corrupt since Sultan Ravenous Boar came into power. A madman, he elected to make both poverty and starvation illegal in the state which disproportionately affected the primarily Lalafell miners. Your father sold you off as the youngest of your siblings to save costs and have less mouths to feed. Cutting off the pinky to save the hand, as it were. The Roegadyn ruling class do love to see frail little Lalafell risk their lives fighting for their lives, so they paid a decent penny for you, if that's any consolation.But that was then, this is now. You are a shivering little man in a cell with nothing but a white tunic and worn down pants who will be sent to die in obscurity for the entertainment of the masses. Yet, still, you deserve a name. What will it be?>Mushir Toshir>Tilbicho Mobicho>Mindafu Cidafu >other (must follow Plainsfolk naming convention)(Author's Note: An AU FFXIV RP I wanted to write, blending elements from Kenshi into my interpretation. No stat system or dice rolls. If you have any questions, feel free to ask.))
>>6287458Thank you for keeping us in the loop, QM. Have a good break and don't let the curse get you!
>>6285298>>6285360“Hm? Those two imbeciles?” You find Erica sharpening her axe by the stairs. She’s a black-haired highlander woman with a muscular, fit physique and glasses. She has long hair tied into a ponytail just like yours! “Hah… They must think this place some sort of day camp to be entertaining love when they should be fighting for survival. As if I would humor the advances of such unrefined louts to begin with.”She readjusts her glasses.“Hear me. Convince the two of them to stop this stupidity and I shall take it upon myself to train your might and mind. Free lessons for strength building and lessons in how to read. For you see, I was a rather proficient teacher before being sent to this blood pit.”>Agree to help Erica.>Speak to Connor>Speak to D’ves Tia>Other
>>6291004>Agree to help Erica.
>>6291004>>Agree to help EricaThat's a better deal though how effective we'll be at convincing them to F off is still to be determined
>>6291004>Agree to help Erica.Good to see you back, QM.
Amon G. Sus, an Unovan homeless teen is on an all expenses paid vacation to Alola. He is exploring, exploring the town, exploring the girls, and exploring his skills as a trainer. But what will happen next?>Previously Amon and "Kiryu", the delinquent Alola League Champion in disguise are using the Battle Carnival to train Amon in tactics. They are in a heated double battle against a Kadabra and a Stunfisk against Amon's Croagunk and Kiryu's rental Comfey.Foongus: Timid and cowardly, you met him at age 7 when foraging for food. You thought he was a Pokeball due to hunger and he ended up crying due to being afraid. You gave him a last morsel of food to calm him down and he followed you into the city. Now your bros for life. He's more brave during battles as long as its not TOO rough.Ability: Effect SporeMega DrainStun SporeSweet ScentAnd Clear SmogCastform:Was met a few months after Foongus. Some faggot with green hair saw you looking for shelter in the rain and offered you Castform to turn the days sunny after "hearing the voice of your Foongus...you meet weirdos amongst the homeless. It worked too! He gave you your original 6 Pokeballs too as means of apology for not being able to do more. You never saw him again. Castform is chipper and sunny! Which is odd given how much he feels like a bag full of water. He always tries to cheer you up! He is pretty bad at battles compared to the rest of your team. He lacks the "killer instincts" but he's loyal!Ability: ForecastWeather BallComment too long. Click here to view the full text.
>>6281768Sorry for the wait. Time with family ran over. At least I feel more at peace. Will respond tomorrow night when I get home physically. Flight is tomorrow morning.
Take all the time you need. Family comes first.
>>6285564>>6284783>>6281768>>6279703>>6279604>>6276970"Wait for it Croagunk..." Stunfisk hops out of the mud to deliver a finishing blow. "Croagunk Astonish!" Amon calls out. Croagunk built up all it's might and leapt and delivered a sudden Astonish.“Fiiiiiisk!” Stunfisk jolted violently, its body quivering from the surprise attack, eyes wide with shock. A spark of electricity flared in the mud as it twitched from the hit. "Now Poison Sting!" With a sharp exhale, it launched a flurry of thin, sharp Poison Sting needles. Stunfisk faints. "Oh wow we knocked it out." "Kiryu" says. "Kadabra! Use Psychic!" Kadabra picks up Croagunk and slams him onto the ground knocking him out. "Oh crap." "Kiryu" says. "Any advice on what to do with Comfey? I got Petal Dance which is basically a circle of damaging petals, and Fairy Wind. Also Grassy Terrain which slow heals...everyone. But also boosts Grass type moves. Think on your feet here Amon. What would you do? If it were me I'd trade Fairy Wind over for Draining Kiss...but that's not necessarily something I can do right now..."
>>6285912Damnit...
Is it something I said?
OH SHIT NIGGA. You are lady Firemane. Of the (formerly) noble house of Fireborn! You were once the greatest wagon racer this side of the kingdom. Sadly due to shenanigans, you lost everything and went into debt with the Adventurer's Guild in order to survive. But then you found the Inexperienced Hero, Ezekiel "Kid" Rutebega ! You took him under your wing to mold him into the hero he's always meant to be: your devoted apprentice (probably)Ezekiel's older brother has started his campaign of destruction, he leads his hordes of undead barbarians to ravage the lands. As members of the guild, your party has went on the quest chain to stop said undead barbarian horde.One of the Barbarian Chieftess of said horde set up a trap for you and your compatriots! She was about to wreck you at the end of last thread but The Hero jumped in just in time! Now Ezekiel's engaged in combat with her!
Rolled 96 (1d100)>>6305883See, the anons agree with me too!
>>6305883AAAA! WITCHCRAFT!
Rolled 76 (1d100)>>6305885Take a detour toward that spooky forest off to the side.
>>6305888To escape anon's witchery and also to find a way around the infinite bovine herd, Firemane takes a detour into...the spooky forest What awaits the gang inside. We shall find out...neeeext time sesh continues. it's 3AM and I'm eepyupdates b here n shit: https://twitter.com/notapaladin
>>6305892Thanks for the run!
QM finally understands how to run a fucking quest edition.---Read here to see where we last were. https://archived.moe/qst/thread/5707323/#q5710166---You are SPINEL. It is 2009. Last we saw you, you were waiting for your BOYFRIEND, Anon. Anon says he doesn't want to talk to you, but he's just being CRAZY. You last spoke with THE BLUE WHORE LAPIS and the skuzzball PERIDOT.CURRENT CHOICES;>Dig a hole and bury yourself in it. >Look for technology left behind by Pink Diamond
Here, I'm new to this hellscapeAnways why is Spinel crying
>>6269172>Ask what he's doing here.
>>6269172>"Spinel!" Steven laughs, smiling down at you warmly. >He steps in for a hug- you step back. >He keeps smiling. >"I haven't seen you in forever! Oh my gosh, what has it been.."'Few years..>You mumble, looking away. >"Well, you know how it is on the road and all..finding yourself, heh. Y'unno I used to think Daad was kind of a loser for a while once I got older but now that I had some experience, I kind of get what he was going after, I mean life on the road is so special. It's just - "Steven...why the heck are you here?>"Huh, oh! Oh right- but..you know I could ask you the same thing, actually....Spinel why are you in my house?">Steven chuckles. >"Missing your good old friend Steven huh-"No!>You shake your head hard, fast, it produces a loud rattling sound. For YER information, I didn't miss you at all! I was.. I've been perfectly fine without you!Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
>>6269665>Aye Aye Cap'n!"
>>6269665>"Aye Aye Cap'n!"
You are a human tribe a few years into discovering and practicing agriculture. Choose your starting location.>A valley snuggled between two mountain ranges a large river is fed by the tears of the mountains. Bountiful game, plants, and lumber can be found in the forests. Massive land migrations are funneled by the mountains. Technolgy: Agriculture I Resources: Game: V Wild Plants: III Lumber: V Tamable Animals I>A dry hot desert pressed against the ocean a grand river feeds it every few moon the river's belly swells flooding the plains where your crops rest. Most game is in the river and hostile defending their territory, yet they have to where to retreat the desert is too harsh and they don't seem to like the ocean. The river is fed by large mountains. Technolgy: Agriculture IV Resources: Game II Wild Plants I Lumber: II Tamable Animals IV>A jungle with many rivers, mountains are scattered and thick with life plant and animals, full of bounty. It rains almost constantly is some parts of the forest. Many dangers lurk in the brush maneaters, bugs can suck the life out of a man before you could count a moon. Technolgy: Agriculture II Carpentry II Resources Game III Wild Plants V Lumber V Tamable Animals II>Write inAfter you people settled you were blessed by the constellation you live under.>The embrace of the mother. Your children are born with more vigor, and twins are common. Remedies and treatment by women are more effective. Health II Population Growth II Medicine I>The strength of the pack. Your men have grown stronger and faster they always almost bring back large game after hunts. Camouflage II Spear Doctrine II Tracking IComment too long. Click here to view the full text.
Rolled 23 (1d100)>>6272207
Rolled 14 (1d100)>>6272207Wasp Roll.
>>6272690
>>6272217>>627251097vs14 Massive Diff.The wasps swarm the ten-man squad scouting the structure. The size of a wasp can quickly overwhelm a single man. The squad stab at the wasps but their spear slides off exoskeleton. The bugs have the upper hand only for a moment before a roar erupts from the jungle a volley of spears follow many bounce off the wasp's armor but the ones that land hits on the wings cripple their flight. Stone hatchets sever legs and crush mandibles landing fatal hits. A few men are injured the wasps' jaws can fearsome leaving deep cuts one man was also stung making his leg swell but no deaths. A man climbs the structure and wiggles out the red stones from the face. A warrior noticed a wasp with big eyes watch the fight then retreated back into the tunnels. (Gain 2 shiny red stone 13 wasp corpses)>Return home with your spoils>Go into the tunnel>Write in
>>6272728>Go into the tunnelLet's clear them out
Humanity has spread out into a massive sprawling empire throughout the galaxy. The edges of the sprawl remain poorly guarded and sparsely settled after all humanity throughout a thousand stars has always been alone save for their own creations which once waged war against them. This is no longer true now an unknown force has begun to attack sector 63 and other sectors and it is up to poorly supplied and desperate sailors to hold them back.You are the Admiral of the naval fleet of sector 63 one of nearly a 100 rimward sectors on the edge of settled human space. The war for that is what this truly is now apparently has seen you as the last of the remaining Rimward commands in the area. The food situation handled youve also collected a much more advanced but smaller Escort carrier that was sent by MidRim command as reinforcement. The enemy who you still call birds are apparently some sort of forceful colonization effort sent force by some sort of priesthood.Agent Barry has asked what you want the NAI to focus on when it comes to research on the birds, Technology, fully translating their ;language and written word or perhaps something else?>Technology>language>Write in
>>6310687I know your aware of our luck thus far>Push them with the picket lineThey need to die. The more they can spread info the more danger we are in.
Rolled 49 (1d100)>Push them with the picket linea very aggressive carrier captain could I get a 1d100 best of three please
Rolled 17 (1d100)>>6311182
Rolled 24 (1d100)>>6311182I wonder how many times we'd have to roll badly consecutively to get completely wiped.
Rolled 70 (1d100)>>6311182lets not find out
Theme:https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=6Z676IOGY7EKing Xander has had a temper since he was a young boy and as he’s gotten older his anger spells have become harder to control.In the last few years the kingdom has lost several members of the court to it, including the queen a little while back.This is also why you have the position you have.You were originally just supposed to be shadowing one of the king’s advisors before he himself was killed. You've survived so far but you're not a happy survivor however.
>>6272713>>6273085It's been ten days, anons.
>>6273103Yeah, sorry about that, I promise there will be cool drawings this time
>>6272713>grabs some sheets and a pillow (to help muffle his pain sounds)
>>6273121good to know you're still here
>>6273085+1>>6273121What ZsEQJx4M said. I'd be glad to see this continue.
1/4(?)First Threadhttps://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive/2025/6231928/Discord for updates.https://discord.gg/wJeyQCXTDhav Charater Sheet;Half OrcWizard Level 1Str8(-1)Dex12(+1)Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
>>63070553/4‘’Maybe they are a militia?’’ Rowan guesses. ‘’there’s the yellow-cloth milita, and the thin stripes. Maybe the White Robes, these…’’ Rowan says as she try to pronounce what seems like a name. ‘’….something something +Clan+ is another such milita. Maybe a particularly religious one with the number of crosses on the rag.’’ Before she mutters something about something being spelt with a ‘K’ instead of a ‘C’.Before Dhav can ponder about it much. The greyhound stops once more, looking out the window the group sees that it stopped in-front of what looks like a clothing shop. Behind the windows are displayed racks of clothing in various American styles.‘’We here’’ Mr Simmons says. ‘’We pay for one group of cloths but we need to say it good’’ as he gestures to what he is wearing. ‘’you can buy you own after’’Without much fanfare the occupants leave the greyhound and enter the shop, the two soldiers staying outside by the doors of the establishment.https://youtu.be/ZolGUFi_ruc?si=CCy9dME2dnQ5IAezThe inside of the store smell faintly like rose mixed with a multitude of kinds of cloth, from linen to cotton to silks. Several racks are present holding everything from shirts and dresses to pants and shoes, as well as a number of accessories. All organized having similar articles near each other. Behind a counter in the back is a middle age woman who is currently mending a garment while she listens to a radio playing some string music. Hearing the bell she look up and pauses- looking at the motley band of adventures curiously before she says ‘’+welcome+’’ the woman says, her brunet hair betraying her age by streaks of gray. ‘’+can I help you?+’’Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
>>63070564/4‘’So- what sort of outfits look good to these people Rowan’’ Olitic asks the Paladin ‘’you quested around them all yesterday.’’‘’Well… I’m not one for fancy clothes… but I can probably be consistent with what I seen so far.’’ Rowan look around for a moment and begin to put together some outfits for the party. ‘’Hey Dhav- think you can easily put on and take off your robe over some of these things?’’‘’Probably’’ Dhav answers ‘’might as well look good to these people after my robe is no longer useful for the day.’’after a few minutes Rowan put together some outfits that would fit the Wizard;>> A tan long sleeve button down jacket with black skirt and a pair of white heels. >> a blue sun dress with a matching belt and heels.Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
>>6307057I think picrel is a suitably trendy disguise. Imagine getting fireballed by someone who looks like that.>Abraham Gazette; Are WE the aliens?Let's see what the local hacks of the only newspaper in the world have to say.
Vote counted, writing.
Archived.https://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive/2025/6266549/The new thread will be up later today.
Your name is Insar'Sholo and you are an Aristocrat. You are a Child of Two Stars. You stand before the Wisdom Tree.“Wow! Such pretty fruits today, my lovely tree!”You pick among the selection, the roots of the tree pneumatically lowering to your hands. You take a big bright red and a nice cool blue; colors representing the chemical and elemental gatherings within. The trees roots pierce deep, filtering the soils and air, collecting and concentrating. These are not the kind of fruits you eat, and yet, they are farmed as the heart and soul of the empire.“Lovely, lovely Wisdom Tree!”Turning around, the great broad-leaf plants dotting the world's soils lower, creating a safe and sanitary path for your smooth and unshod feet, the plant willingly dirtying its underside to avoid its master's foot touching the forest's unkept floor. The drones have planted a path from your garden to the nearby Wisdom Tree. On this planet, it is a tree. On another, it may be a great mushroom, or another, a mighty kelp bloom. They are still the beating heart of your society; without it, no Aristocrat can live.“Lovely, lovely plants! Lovely, lovely day! Lovely- ACK!”
>>6290955dont that open up the issue that it will just result in a series of Supremes assassinating each other getting nothing done except trying to kill or defend against it
So Banana, do you have an estimate time for running next one?
>>6298046Hopefully soon, but no promises at the minute.
>>6299086Poggers. Nice bonus art btw
>>6299086Either this thread or next will see some art coming your way, then.
Your dreams of getting a harem in another world have now become a reality.Getting hit by a truck, meeting a goddess, and having a bunch of women that wanted to get in your pants? It was all part of the classic isekai experience. To have all of this happen to you made you feel like your luck finally turned around.The crown jewel of your harem was said cute goddess that you met. She always stood by your side, devoting her entire being to you out of her own masochistic volition. She, along with your six other consensual 'slave-wives', were soon to mother your children.As for you? You blessed with Lunacy Savantae: The power to build impossible things.You were given a few names and titles — Mr. Doe, Savant Lord, the Master, Lord of Heaven's Landing — but your actual name, John Doe, was what most knew you by. It was, like nearly everything else in this world, a stock cliche.And that was just the way you liked it.You had spent more than a week in Centria — buying property, filling out paperwork, going to meetings, setting up a bounty for a murderer, among other things, you've finally returned home.After a five hour flight on The Vixen's Luck, and the night covered all of Heaven's Landing, which was what you recently renamed your estate to, you returned home. You'd managed to avoid pirate ships and bad weather, safely bringing all of your materials, wives, and ghost.Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
Rolled 16 (1d100)>>6310206Herta>Begin setting up a dam for one of the rivers.Perhaps we can landscape it into a nice lake as wellMel>Work on her physical stamina.Seems to be a limiting factor for her. And she's still a weed in general who needs a few extra leg days.Gerty>Use the Construction clankers to build something (Walls)Building a wall around our entire territory is impractical, but we can build a big thick wall around the bounds of the estate. Building the foundations for it, quarrying, cutting and moving the stone (we do have a good source of suitable dimension stone on the estate, right?) and erecting the whole thing will still be a huge job so this might span more than one week.Ayane>Patrol around the estate. She wasn't as good as Bertha was, but with Ayane's increased luck she might find chance upon some treasure.Get her out of the house a bit. Use some beasts as target practice and see what she can find.Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
>>6310224>>6310342It does not sound like great idea to sent Herta whos blood pressure can drop to A. away from immediate area of our supervision and B. being near to water.
>>6310517Being heavily pregnant doesn't make Herta completely unable to swim or liable to just keel over at random, particularly considering her pregnancy so far has been entirely complication-free. If the river is deep or otherwise hazardous and/or she would struggle to swim in her state, we can issue her with a buoyancy aid and send a few clankers to accompany her. We're also only a few miles away and can be with her rapidly in the extremely unlikely event of an emergency.Does give me the idea of making a handful of ATVs for zooming around the estate since our only means of ground locomotion right now is the BoatMech.----------Completely unrelated, I had a frightening thought earlier - if we hypothetically had children with Eulia, we could end up with harpy savants. You know, the race of people with a collective case of severe ADHD with High Speed Thoughts, lack of impulse control and perpetual manic energy. Now add Mad Scientist Syndrome to the mix and I think the correct response would be to fill one's drawers.
>>6310661You dont have to sell Eulia to me, I already like her. I just want see some other options first before make the choice
>>6310831I'm not even on board with Eulia, it was just a showerthought that scared me.
