Galtia, your homeland, is famed for its knights and paladins, heroes all. The division between peasant and noble is a strict one, but through sufficient valor at arms, even the lowliest beggar can earn a knighthood, however unlikely it may be. The military doctrine of your people largely focuses on lines of men at arms with shields and spears, given ranged support by peasant archers, and horseback knight charges into the enemy rear. You are a leader of men, defending your nation's borders during their current war against:>1: fiend-serving cultists that rampaged through the neighbouring kingdom of Sanidia, summoning demons and undead.>2: the nearby kingdom of Zulzaria waged war against orcs for many years, the orcs have chosen to seek easier prey: Galtia. >3: Regelia, a country your equal in strength, skill and honor, their tactics mirror yours, and your people have fought theirs many times before.And what is your station? You are a knight, but what tier of society did you originate in?>By default you start at level 3, 1000 experience, a 5E fighter. All ability scores at 14, with Human Determination and four proficiencies of your choosing.https://dnd5e.wikidot.com/>1: Hardmode, a lowly beggar turned soldier, nobles look on you with contempt and could rip your command away with little effort if given the excuse. (Optional: start as a rogue instead of a fighter)>2: Lowborn, you had to fight and claw your way to the top, but your combat success was so obvious that your being knighted was equally an obvious outcome. (Start with two extra levels, 7000 experience, class/es of your choice, gain an ASI at level 4 regardless of class)>3: Knight, you were born into a military family, trained hard, and were knighted on the field of battle. (Start with one extra level, 4000 experience, class of your choice, and one extra feat. Gain an ASI regardless of class)Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
>>6376636I thought we were the rogue?
>>6376639everyone is the rogue. we are the rogue. our wife is rogue. children? rogue. grandkids? rogue. companions? rogue
>>6375579>>6376451 +1.Yes I just watched A Knight of the Seven Kingdoms. How did you know?
>>6375579>>6376409 +1
Oh dang people replied. Guess I'll count dem votes.
Car chases come and go, but it’s deterring your hostage’s saviors that makes the difference in life. That sounded pretty evil, but it’s about you taking the leader of the mafia to the police — so it’s a gray area. You feel like you were sidelined for a good while, waiting for Judith and her crew to get ready to meet your team. It’s almost like someone shoved you inside a bag and let you fester in there for a day. Nobody should endure that.That’s why you have been listening to Bubbles. The plucky girl is doing a report about how your pals around town are faring in these trying times. This gangster debacle is a city wide event after all. Everyone is fine so far, but there’s more to say!“Sorry, everyone! I mentioned Jackey Frosties, and our amazing maid here brought me some. You know how it goes.” Scarlet apologizes for the sudden break. “Couldn’t you eat after you were done talking...?” Vera is in this group call.“And let it melt? Hello? That’s a big no-no. This is peak ice cream condition, and you know it.” Scarlet refuses to let her dessert suffer. “Where was I?”“Uhm, the Jackey Frosties news?” Liu is always polite. Originally, Liu was going to relay the news to all of you, but her and Scarlet thought it would be faster if the redhead talked directly.“Oh… yeah… one got vandalized…” Scarlet sounds heartbroken. “C-Cheer up, Scar Scar. There are plenty of them around, right?” Crossbill tries to cheer up the spoonful spirit. It’s you five in this call, one agent in both groups and their navigators — plus Bubbles.Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
>>6378180>Praise Matilda!Subtly pat her abs
>>6378566“A-Again, what I’m interested in is —” Matilda wants to argue, but...“Just get on there.” Celia is the one who ends up pushing Matilda onto your freed leg! “You can be so annoying…”“…” Matilda doesn’t know how to react.“Shoot, we’re on equal ground again, Shinny Matilda.” Lydie will continue her one-sided rivalry. “How do you feel, Mat? Pretty comfortable, hmm?” Aurora wonders.“I-I… have little clue how you don’t feel embarrassed sitting here in front of everyone.” Matilda turns tomato.“It ain’t comfortable, got it.” Odetta wasn’t expecting your thigh to be, but with so many people trying it, she was getting curious.Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
>>6378568>Take a moment to speak to your hobos, and have a moment to see how your new apartment looks!
>>6378568>Take a moment to speak to your hobos, and have a moment to see how your new apartment looks!>Write In.Also text Roger on what Celia type of favorite food might be to surprise her. Little O’s was fish I believe so we going to surprise them both, Celia on her first successful mission and Odetta on her’s on being in the official Johnny team.
In this world, you are a rare case.You were born and raised in a village whose residents all hailed from the same clan, one which possessed a power and a ferocity which made it feared by those living outside. Everyone in this village, from the elders to the clan leader right down to the children, was a natural-born killer – in that sense, you aren’t so special.“Ryō-kun,” the leader told you just yesterday with a wide grin, “all you have to do out there tomorrow is follow your instincts… don’t think, just kill!”Well, when the village settled on picking a fight with one of the five great powers of this world your instincts told you that it was a stupid idea. That little voice inside your head was screaming that invading Kirigakure was a stupid idea that was going to get you all killed, so that was the feeling you went with even if it made a lot of your clansmen pretty mad.But you stood your ground.They were so confident in their raw power and ferocity that they never questioned the wisdom of the plan… to the degree there was one. Your own parents even promised to come home and “deal with you” later, which of course was a threat born of complete delusion. And even if you doubt that they’ll ever make good on their threat, you have no doubt that once Kirigakure manages to get over the shock of the attack they’ll be calling on your village soon.Your hair and the markings on your forehead are easy enough to get rid of. Even if you cut those things away to disguise your bloodline hair and flesh grow back. But after scraping together what little money exists in your village and packing away some dried food and water, you decide not to burn the village itself. Wiser maybe to ignore that first instinct and not leave any obvious signs that anyone was left behind to survive.…Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
>>6378573Clever plan, I will support this.
>>6378529>>6378559 +1 but since the person in the middle can't always keep an eye on both partymembers we should come up with a signal in case of emergencies, maybe a loud whistle or something
>>6378594Yeah, a whistle or signal of some kind is a good idea.
>>6378559>If he got into trouble he may not be on the trail. Head down towards the river.
>>6378559>Stick to the trail for a while, see if you can spot anything from that perspective.He would have been using the trail until the incident, see if we can find where he was forced off first.
Your name is Terian Choke and you are an Urgi. You were stationed as a petty technical officer on the planet of Newroost by the Accord government, which is completely fine by you. You have very little interest in being a military engineer working on the front line against the machine collective or dealing with renegade Redwing regiments out in some cold space colony; instead having the job to secure territory and maintain bases in the blue zone of your species new homeworld. This is also, completely fine. What is not fine is that the bird you bet on to win on is losing all of his events.”Swim damn you! Swim you sorry excuse for a bird!”In the Consortium, every type of competitive event is open to sports betting. You may be halfway across the galaxy; but your credits are just as good here or there. Zaloon racing is supposed to be the best type of sport to bet; since the racers are too stupid to take bribes or get disqualified for cheating. They just take whatever performance enhancing drug cocktail their handlers make for them; which is all public information. Perhaps you should have studied biochemistry more if you wanted even more of an edge.”GO ORANGE!”He overtakes Blue, then Orange and Red come up close behind. They close their armor plates together and squeeze the water out of the interim space; the diving section of the race is next. You know your racer is going to reach the base of the river first with his own body's divebell technique. Unless...”No! NO!”He stops to take in breath, giving critical seconds for the other racers to make it to the dive site. He overshoots his oxygen he'll need, as two other racers rapidly dive to the finish at the base of the river.
>>6378048>Cultural & Spiritual
>>6378227The anti-cyte stuff is the major project I believe This is just a sidejob
>>6378524>YO01>YuanI don't like this ID
>>6378048>>Cultural & SpiritualLet's continue the legacy of CHADLAM by dabbing on Akule's Redditor corpse.
>>6378048>Military & StrategicOurs is neither a spiritual state or society I’d worry that delving into this side would push us away from our rationalist nature
Pick race and location. I'll try to update daily at least.
>>6375717>>6375824"You want proof," you say. "I'll get you proof. But I need more than just directions."Tanner's good eye narrows."I need your best warriors to help with the ambush. And your spies. The ones who know when the watch changes, which guards are lazy, which paths are blind. I hit that shipment, I hit it right, or I don't hit it at all."He's quiet. You can see him weighing it, trust versus caution, hope versus survival."You're asking a lot," he says finally."I'm offering a lot."Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
Rolled 91, 94, 28 = 213 (3d100)>>6375935Inside:Pieces of armor. Not Phoenixian make, foreign, ornate, covered in script you don't recognize. Gold inlay. Intricate patterns. Too fine for common soldiers. Maybe ceremonial.A massive red gem. Big as your fist. Pulses with faint light from within. Warm to the touch. Not a ruby, something else. Something that feels old.A dozen clay tablets. Covered in dense, tiny script. Language you've never seen.A stack of books. Leather-bound. Some newer, some ancient. More unknown script.And a stone casket.Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
>>6375939Hmm... >Suggest you need more information before attacking a whole port city.Our men are strong but few. Best to use them with the utmost precision.
>>6375981Another factor here to consider is that we and our targets are both immortal. We lose nothing but momentum by waiting for information. If the situation turns out not to be to our advantage, we can just leave and hit another immortal.
>>6375939>> Agree. Burn New Dawn. Hit them hard, hit them fast.What if we smuggled our undead into the city? They could even walk underwater. They would start biting the citizens, and unleashed a ghoulpocalypse in city.
The past few months had been rough. Your severance package turned out to be worthless in the wake of post war inflation, and even in one of the supposed seats of Pact Joint Command you couldn't find a stable job. Trying find work outside the Pact was nearly impossible with how destroyed your reputation was with the Raihan Empire.One drink turned to three quickly, and soon you were telling anyone who would listen about the hardships. The undue, unjust, and entirely of no fault of your own, hardships.---Make a choice. You are currently a little buzzed, but a few more drinks shouldn't hurt.>Complain about having to moonlight in the pharmaceutical industry, and getting no thanks. A bump couldn't hurt.>Decry the squalid living conditions you've had to endure, despite your charitable work at the local clinics. Pound one.>Rail against Solei, who is an unimaginative prick. Take a shot.
Rolled 19, 2 = 21 (2d20)>>6378146
>>6378146Parliament class carriers offer the best loot, namely hyper drives and possibly Tile X-2 fighters. The Hand of Throne did have a hyper drive with tactical jump capability, but the odds are that it got blown apart along with the rest of the ship. Lastly, Otori Kai's cannon might be worth looking into because credit where credit is due, they stole a bastardized version of our admittedly questionable design and turned it into something actually usable.As for mishaps, I imagine there's more than a few unexploded Hotdogs either floating about or wedged inside Raihan ships.
Rolled 17, 20 = 37 (2d20)>>6378146>Shipyard quest is backWe aro so ba...>OP got range bannedIt's over.Is the roll first come first serve or is it just the best one from all anons?Could there be half blown up knight frames that we could frankenstein for our bratty pilot?
>>6378359>>6378299>19, 20: Jack Horner, with the Midas touch.---The salvage fields weren't as still as the Pact would have hoped. Even with periodic patrols from the PJC ships and the borrowed allegiance of less scrupulous factions within Noto, the desperate or most daring could be found trying to claim a petty amount of ill gotten gains. Small craft lurking in the dark, illuminated by the flare of a cutting torch during EVA, trying to loot a communication moduel or some other avionic. Half the time they just hoped what they were pulling from wreckage was the ticket out of poverty or to an easy life.The Kobito had many eyes, from it's own tired sensors, to networked Drones and Tardigrade corvettes. Jack watched it all play out, scavengers trying to escape this place with an armful of salvage. He smiled, they weren't so different, he and them. It was just that the Kobito could carry so much more. He wasn't just here for the wealth of the salvage field, he was about to show the Pact how much they could save by contracting HPS. Since the battle of Noto, the salvage field had been well documented, and crucial items of interest, particular wrecks. The Tardigrades were given work orders that would take weeks of extended rotations. The crews pay would normally make jack's eyes water, but it was petty compared to the prize. By using the little corvettes to aggregate key salvage into dense partially fused clusters, the ensuing object would be wake jumped with the powerful hyperdrive onboard theKobito to Ex-Nihilo for recovery and breaking. Much, Much, cheaper than fielding a fleet of oversized salvage barges. "Now for the hard part..." It was a bit of acting, but Jack borrowed the authority of the Pact and played the role of a hard bitten military man, spewing bullshit codes and regulations, obscure laws and threats to anyone within earshot of his broadcast. The smallest ships avoided the Chimera, going dark drifting in an attempt to blend into the wreckage. Larger craft fell to bluffs that the Kobito had armament and fled.---You are once again, Harris Glasner.Each return trip saw the Kobito bloat with salvage, growing bit by bit with entire deck sections, engines, and weapon systems. It was ugly, and rushed, but that was an area Ex-Nihilo excelled. You offered mild insights in structure, power balancing, and optimization, but frequently your disgust with the ship overcame any curiosity as you looked over the schematics. "You ran the power feeds externally." Homeless Mike was acting as lead supervisor and had handled organizing most of the work, he was nonplussed with your concerns. "Yeah. Its a Chimera, we do a lot of things like that with these things. Just try not to look at internal systems routing if workarounds bother you." You did. You swore, and wept, and secretly vomited. This wasn't a ship, it was an abomination. It perhaps matched the soul of it's owner.>the quest will continue.
>>6378644Forgot the image
"There are more things in Heaven and Earth, Horatio, than are dreamt of in your philosophy"- HamletThe 20th century was a turbulent time for the human race. Wars, weapons, and atrocities beyond imagination occupied that hundred years, making an indelible mark upon the history of the human race. Discoveries and inventions, both good and wicked, propelled human society to new heights of technology, knowledge, and power. Yet as man's mastery over the Earth grew stronger, a sobering discovery was made. The human race would find that perhaps they were not so much in control of the natural world as they had hoped, and that the sciences and discoveries that could propel the species to new heights could also bring about its undoing.It began with an incident in London in 1925, when a live Brontosaurus was supposedly brought to the city, only to rampage and escape. The story was covered up, evidence suppressed, and most believed it to be nothing more than a tall tale. Then, in 1933, the world would be changed forever.Filmmaker Carl Denham and his crew returned from a voyage to a far-off island with "The Eight Wonder of the World", King Kong, a gigantic ape the size of a large dinosaur. The creature escaped captivity and rampaged throughout New York before being gunned down atop the Empire State Building. Kong would not be the last monster to terrorize the United States over the decades. The ferocious Rhedosaurus terrorized New York in 1953, and the United States would face threats ranging from giant insects to giant octopi.
>>6378469>good terms with his GF right nowNot this version of the G-man
The trip back to base is uneventful, with both the Super-X2 and Rumbling making it home without incident. Upon disembarking, you and the others travel with Commander Pentecost to report to the other Commanders, and the Chief about your missions. This is somewhat delayed by Pentecost requesting a larger meeting that includes various Commanders and other pilots of the KRF’s most powerful ships. “You’ve actually found these reports to be credible?” Chief Namikawa inquires skeptically. “Yes, Ma’am,” Pentecost confirms. “We’re going to need to prepare.”And so, the requested individuals are assembled: The Mu Priestess, Vivaan, your team, Chief Namikawa of Japan, Commander Gordon of the United States (Captain of the Gotengo), Commander Pentecost of Britain, Commander Tagaki of Japan and his protege Kenji Miku (also of Japan), Captain Gyozen of Japan (Captain of the Atragon), Captain Colette Durand of France (Captain of the Eclair), Captain Akane Yashiro of Japan (Captain of the Karyu), and Captain Malthe Dalgaard from Sweden (Captain of the Super-X). Commander Jourdain was invited, but unable to attend. “Thank you all for coming,” Chief Namikawa addresses the assembled group. “Commander Pentecost and Captain Alonso have recently returned from interviewing individuals who have spoken of coming threats. While their claims may seem difficult to accept, both the Commander and Captain are convinced of their sincerity. If correct, we will soon be facing a global threat, made up in large part by kaiju.”“Ladies and gentlemen,” Pentecost speaks. “The man here from India, Mr. Vivaan, claims to be the psychic remnant of a person from Venus, here to warn us of coming threats. They have so far displayed evidence for some of their claims, and I’d ask you all to remember that in the nineties, the Japanese government documented psychic abilities in multiple individuals, most notably Miki Saguesa. I’d also remind you all that we do know extraterrestrial life to exist. The woman here, Chiara, claims to come from an underground civilization called “Mu”, who intend to make war with us.”The assembled officers display varying degrees of skepticism, with some, such as Commander Gordon and Commander Tagaki, seemingly ready to accept whatever they hear here today, and others, such as Captain Gyozen, seeming as though they are already considering this a waste of time. Nobody says anything aloud, but most seem unwilling to really hide their thoughts with their expressions. The room remains silent as Commander Pentecost gestures the two guests forward.>Continued
>>6378494The assembled group listen closely as both Vivaan and Chiara explain the coming threat. A few of the skeptics seem to take it a bit more seriously as the descriptions are made, either due to recognizing a few of the mentioned kaiju or the level of detail being shown in these explanations. When Vivaan insists that Mothra is the key to freeing Gamera, and that the two monsters will assist the Earth, Gyozen finally decides to say something.“Bah, this is absurd,” he declares gruffly. “These are mindless beasts we’re talking about. The only “help” we might expect is if any of these monsters wander into their territory.”“The Shobijin of Infant Island have already promised Mothra’s aid,” Pentecost informs him. ”And that particular kaiju is different from many of the others.”“He’s right,” Miku agrees, speaking out of turn. “Mothra is a guardian of the Earth, and she will defend it.”“Pfeh,” Gyozen grumbles.“People, please,” Commander Tagaki speaks up. “Please, continue.”They continue on, describing each monster, while Vivaan goes on to detail the coming reckoning with Gojira, where Gamera, Mothra, and King Caesar will stand with humanity against the great monster. Gyozen interrupts several times, prompting further arguments with Miku and Lena, until all three are firmly ordered to remain silent by Commander Pentecost, who threatens to have them thrown out of the meeting. Finally, Vivaan once again reiterates that a threat, apparently alien in nature, will emerge from beneath the seas. When they describe Ghidorah, and the awakening of the other monsters, Gyozen looks almost wrathful, perhaps imagining all the ways he could destroy King Ghidorah and these other kaiju.“Now, we need to decide who will be assigned to face which kaiju,” Tagaki announces once the two guests have finished speaking.Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
>>6378502“Then it seems you can have your wish,” Namikawa decides, looking at you. “Do not let us down. The Eclair will hold off Gamera until Mothra can arrive, and destroy him if she does not. The Rumbling will destroy Manda when he surfaces in the English Channel. The Karyu will face Barugon. Where will the Colossus appear?”“Mumbai, India,” Vivaan answers. “The Super-X should make short work of it,” Namikawa decides. “That leaves the two Moguera,” Pentecost points out. “Commander Jourdain assures me that two of his projects are nearly ready for deployment,” Namikawa responds. “They will be sent to intercept the Mogueras.”“And Desghidorah?” Tagaki inquires.“We’ll divert our forces once they win and prepare them to face that last threat,” Namikawa promises. “This meeting is adjourned. Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
>>6378507Letting out a screeching cry, the creature fires light from its horn, incinerating another building. He then opens his disgusting mouth, launching thin, glowing darts that strike the ground before exploding, killing several base staff and soldiers in seconds.Once more, the beast lets out a shrieking cry. >A. Open fire with a missile barrage. Cook this bug!>B. Start by firing your maser cannons and see what kind of damage they do>C. Fly by it, get its attention, and attempt to get it to shoot its light at you so your heat mirror can reflect it (DC15) (+4 command bonus to roll)>D. Try to get its attention by firing at it, and draw it away from the base>E. Write-inComment too long. Click here to view the full text.
You are Marnie, a 16 year old girl living in a digital ark known as City 87-O. All your life, you've wanted to leave, and just recently, you've come close. Along with your Digimon partner, Phascomon, you climbed the Tower at the center of the City and came close to exiting through the spinning vortex that serves as the only way out. Alas, your plan went awry, and the City's ultimate guardian thwarted your greatest dream. The shock and desperation pushed you to overexert your partner, triggering a Dark Digivolution that he only barely survived. With your partner wounded from the attempt, and your friendship frayed from the stress you put him through, you've only just began to set things right again. Now, with your strength greatly diminished, you're continuing your journey with fresh eyes. This time, you'll climb the Tower and escape this stifling playpen. This time, you won't lose sight of what matters. This time, for sure, you and your partner will finally be free.==Thread 1:https://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive/2025/6216903/Thread 2:https://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive/2025/6254189/Thread 3:Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
>>6378443I mean for those kokuwamon, chamption to ultimate jogress is fairly possible.
>>6378270>You and Phascomon have to leave together, and then wherever you go, you’ll be happy as long as it’s not 87-O.What if it's the fucking Dark Area huh? It's not nice there for a human like Marnie. Even though technically Porcupamon as Astamon or whatever dark virus Mega or other Demon Man he becomes could fit right in along with everybody else there, the kind of individual he is would be dead set against being in such a place much less Marnie being stuck there with him.
>>6378275>Spend the day with Phascomon instead. You've only just mended things between the two of you, but you haven't had proper quality time with your partner. Relax, wait for Doc and Liza to come back, and just talk to him. You can discuss your next steps in the Digital World as an actual team now, instead of having your partnership end the moment you pass through the gate.
>>6378450Then we keep moving. Simple as.
>>6378278>>6378291>>6378364>>6378441>>6378450>>6378596Writing!>>6378450>Portal leads to the blender realm
It had been a long time coming, with all the danger and boredom that was to be endured by soldiers. Days and weeks in the wilderness, months of training and retraining, and unknown time just... lost.And then there was the mixed quality of leadership, the painful highs and lows of bonding with other soldiers... Of being tied and getting to know people who would reveal themselves to be unstable, or sick, or worrisome... And some of the good ones would just die.It wasn't exactly clear what the point of it all was. Was it all a mistake? Was it a joke? Cruelty? A scheme to make money?The mind and body was exhausted. "Red" was saying that the chance to come home was available. It was time for leave, R&R. Maybe weeks in rehabiliation... Physical and mental. Maybe even a padded room and a cocktail of medicines.
Rolled 15 + 4 (1d20 + 4)Rolling bureaucracy to help with the operatorsRed also steps forward to assist in ensuring a secure meetup here, paying little mind to the helicopter at the moment. She will give her Callsign to them and to Jack.
>>6375494Well heck, I guess I better get to hydrating with some water and a good meal. As well as clean up these cuts with a shower.
One of the two operators broke open a cylinder and pulled out a roll of laminated paper that was made the old fashioned way, then written on with ink and had pictures added to it using old fashioned photos, along with detailed descriptions. There was a lot of detailed medical information, like height, teeth that were capped, and if they were left handed."We have everyone from TCT Team 4 that we need," he said "Where is Blue and Gold?"Off in the distance there was some movement, and the two operators relayed a coded message over the radio on various frequencies, along with use of Morse code on their flashlights. Blue and Gold team secured the surrounding area and examined it, before moving in.One of the people present started doing a head count. "12 people, and this chopper would normally only seat 11."He looked around at them all and then fixed his eyes on "Red". "Callsign Red, you're going to afix yourself by multiple cords and carabiners to the rigid frame within the chopper. You can sit, you can stand, whatever keeps you stable."https://youtu.be/h0sN7bffetg?si=NPchLeXck9hQogL7Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
Rolled 2 + 5 (1d20 + 5)>>6378300"No problem. I've ridden this way before. Still, I'd appreciate someone double checking my restraints." With that, she'll lug her large weapon over to the chopper and begin securing herself to it's exterior.
This quest is intended to start out as a setting generation game that will gradually turn into a mythic narrative with your influence affecting more specific events as the world becomes more definedThe starting assumptions (open to be altered) are: A single earth-comparable planet orbiting a yellow star, supporting water-based life forms with an emerging hominid intelligence.to begin, pick one or two of the following categories, and add a description of a development or feature in their/its natureCosmic: The overarching nature of the universe or the planetary alignmentSolar: Involving the sun, the cycle of orbit, the source of light and heat and energyMeteoric: The composition of the atmosphere and celestial phenomenonEnvironmental: The terrain, the composition of the ground or the climateOrganic: Any kind of living presence, distinct lifeforms or biological developments Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
>>6374012>Meteoric Organic: A colossal asteroid careens into the planet and from the rubble sprout networks of thick, colorful vines.
>>6374012>Solar Majestic: The "Sun" above this world, is no sun in truth, but a ball of blazing divine ichor orbited by the planet and smaller moons, bathing them in the essence and "love" of the being who bled to create this strange sanguine system, imparting them with life and divine spark
>>6374012>>6374015>Sapient Organic:The vines sprout buds of vegetation and meteoric rock, splitting, growing, shifting into a kaleidoscope of living species embedded with stone. Some lose their ability to harness the sun's love directly, eschewing green flesh for crimson as they devour their fellow organisms. From this primeval chaos rises a sapient species, able at once to consume others for sustenance and channel the divine might of the sun into mystical rites and miracles
Once upon a time in Kirigakure there was a young gennin Kunoichi ready to do ninja stuff.This Kirigakure was not the same village it used to be 150 years ago. The bloody days were left behind and children needed to get into adulthood before they could start serving their village as alien magic ninja soldiers. The seventh Mizukage, Mai Terumi, is set in making the village a great place where everyone can be happy.( Welcome to "Filler Chronicles" a joke and low quality drawquest set in what I remember of The Village Hidden by the Mist (Kirigakure) from Naruto. It will have very few text because this is an excuse to make many fast drawings about cute ninja girls).
She never got to have her clan...
>>6375394Welp, it was good while it lasted
>>6375394:(
>>6375394Welp, was fun while it lasted. Sad to see it end so soon.
>>6375395>>6375490>>6375702>>6375774Sorry, I'm not made for heavy lifting. I'm just a cheerleader.
Today has proven to be what the children like to call "a mixed bag".On the one hand, your most recent achievement has secured your legacy as the Great Artificer Rinaldo mac Tamera for centuries to come. Your life's work on the transfer of immortal souls between mortal vessels finally came to fruition in human trials. For the first time in history, the successful transference of consciousness from one body to another occurred through a fully understood mechanistic process that can be repeated without the use of divine magics. Thanks to you, resurrection and immortality no longer belong to the realm of miracles, but instead lay within the bounds of mankind's science!On the other hand the reason for the rather impromptu field test of this technology means that you probably cannot return to your home Realm any time soon. See, for various reasons the Jade Star Emperor decided to execute you - the Great Artificer Rinaldo mac Tamera - on a set of trumped up nonsensical charges. He could have just charged you for sleeping with one of his thousand wives, but unfortunately cuckoldry is not an offense punishable by death... and it would have been far too great a shame for him to admit. The exact charge was High Treason and Conspiracy Against All Life, the latter of which had not been dusted off since the Void Cults got killed off a thousand years ago. So for the crime of comforting a lonely woman, off came your head. Though not until they destroyed your atelier, and your sub atelier, and the ateliers that you had set up on various orbitals across the system, and the ateliers you built a few star-jaunts over on the Astral Plane. They burnt most of your books and journals, too, countless references and decades of accumulated knowledge gone up in smoke.Then they killed you.Then you woke up in the one atelier they missed. The one atelier you kept in such a grand backwater that you're quite certain that the locals never even heard of a Jade Star Emperor nor understood that all humanity across all material planes belonged to the Jade Star Empire. You forgot you even kept spare bodies in this place until the connection pulled your soul from your corpse and into the body you currently occupy. Looking at your current self in the mirror, you suddenly remember why this facility had a back up body to begin with.Golden hair, golden eyes, long slender ears and limbs with wiry muscles beneath a pillowly layer of squishiness. A fair sized bosom that you never had in life, and certain things in particular that are missing and replaced with other things that are best left unspoken.Looking out the window, you see a beach and signs of a tropical climate. You built this atelier to have a workshop attached to your off-the-books vacation home. Of course it would have the ability to grow homunculus bodies for your use. You didn't expect to be living in the Mark One Elven Beauty that you designed on a whim, but it's miles better than being dead.
>>6376347>Of course, when Francesca offered to wash your back, you let her and returned the favor. Though, is it normal for... nevermind.
>>6376347>that picSerie ain’t got all that. >Of course, you helped them clean themselves. That's one of the reasons you know that their bodies hold no charm for you.
>>6376347>Of course, you helped them clean themselves. That's one of the reasons you know that their bodies hold no charm for you.
>>6376347>Of course, you helped them clean themselves. That's one of the reasons you know that their bodies hold no charm for you.Sex with Serie!Vigorous, babymaking sex with Serie!!
Welcome to the Kingdom of Pangria, the only home you've ever known. Ruled by our mighty King Elion we have long since snuffed out the mysterious dark forces that once plagued our lands. It's been sometime since a monster sighting has occurred, but the darkness that once was has not been forgotten. The Queen passed shortly after the great battle and for years now King Elios has remained a recluse.-?- If you want to roll a character----choose an animal-------choose a class====== I will decide the rest======-?-If I like your character-- You will receive art and the character will have a role to play in Pangria.-?-If you don't receive art-----there may already be an animal of that species in use in the story already. ---I will decide the protagonist, once a protagonist is chosen we can continue.
>>6371248>>6371249>>6371250As the tired lawman places down the last ballot handed to him, a gentle breeze enters the room... mixing his neatly organized stacks together into a messy pile half falling off the table side. His body barely moves after a brief pause, then slowly he begins shuffling all the piles together and starting over with his counting giving a side eye to the room acknowledging the mistake quietly as he counts again.
>>6371239I'll vote for Fenren because rats are peak
>Bellfuh character themehttps://youtu.be/CMyvIDLAub8?si=7lEjgt74jQHUb_Sz>>6371255If not for the racoon, I'll vote for Master Pello. He sounds interesting.
>>6371244>>6371255I vote for Saki or Lacsar.
In for Fenren and the mouse-keteers
Nine years ago King Aiden Perenolde betrayed the Alliance and sided with the Horde of Orgrim Doomhammer. Nine years ago Prince Alric Perenolde, the second heir of Alterac was sent into exile for his own protection. This exile turned permanent and Captain Normand Garside, your guardian for the past nine years made sure that you were safe and learned the useful skills that would help you in the future.Now you are ready to carry the responsibility and unite the scattered Alteraci people and reclaim the lands that were once the Kingdom of Alterac.Malevus had marched into the Stormwind Keep wearing her red Silverthread dress and made everyone marvel at her. She had united those who were willing to help you and with Jaina by her side she had retrieved your sword and faced Arthas in a duel. Malevus won and he had lost. With you freed you had faced Varian in a verbal duel and in the coming days secured a strong position to yourself and the Alterac while ensuring his fall.With the Edict of King Terenas being lifted in one year, Alterac would grow stronger with each passing month. But what came next could change everything, the orcs were on the move with Thrall pushing for rescuing the orcs in the Internment Camps. At the same time Pai and Eligius were out there somewhere trying to rescue your little sister from the Syndicate.The dice were being cast and in the middle of all that stood you. You thought you were going to be ready, but would hope carry you far enough or was it one step on the road to disappointment?Welcome to Alterac Resurgent Quest!…Twitter: https://twitter.com/MedivhQMComment too long. Click here to view the full text.
>>6378243Reminder to show her the Fel Turnip and whatever we could do with that. Maybe trap a mean fire spirit and use it as another fire magic trinket lol.>Could consulting Jon Boyd be useful? He is a pyromancer and he has burned his right arm and right side of his face quite badly.Why have a pyromancer who we've favored with trust if not to tap him for his experiences. It might be a nice scene to sit in on whatever lessons his and Williams students are learning, how long they expect their education to last, if they will all become pyromancers and arcanists. We can always decide whether to use what hes learned on his own or not.>The secret chamber beyond the dungeon has been finished. What exactly was her plan for it, maybe it would be worth checking it out.Hopefully its got some furniture.>Other, write in.More Dragon Runes. Theres already the seed of Nalice's magic having grown and influenced his body to condition him against great heat, where he can bully Foecourt in the sauna lol, and that is stable. Draw it out even further. How far can they refine it. His first magic mutation was that it went into his hair and made it shiny and resilient lol so as far as magic influencing the body its a pretty well established means. But this is far more stable than mutation with Runes building off his own body.Also pretty funny that I don't think anyone ever brought up the hand tattoos. Just more Alric eccentrics. Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
>>6378303>>6378243Nalice the Lover:>Flirt and a bit moreSure, the last one became a funny bit of Nalice shapeshifting
>>6378243>>The secret chamber beyond the dungeon has been finished. What exactly was her plan for it, maybe it would be worth checking it out.>Flirt
>>6378243>The secret chamber beyond the dungeon has been finished. What exactly was her plan for it, maybe it would be worth checking it out.>Not now, it is not propernot right now guys
>>6378243>The secret chamber beyond the dungeon has been finished. What exactly was her plan for it, maybe it would be worth checking it out.>Not now, it is not proper
Today is October 12th, 2024. You are a normal person, living a normal life, remaining completely unremarkable among over 8 billion others just like you. Today, you are going to manifest psychic powers, and your life will very rapidly cease to be normal. Who are you?> Jacob Porter, male, 25 years old. Works 2-3 shitty wagecuck jobs, splits rent with a tolerable roommate, almost exclusively engages with political media, thinks world is doomed.> Rebecca Sims, female, 28 years old. Homeless, addicted to heroin, probably some sort of undiagnosed mental illness. Got fired from her acting job after years of mounting stress and misery, lost her apartment, got disowned, and was never able to pick herself back up.> Casey Russo, nonbinary, 20. Junior in undergrad for computer science, participates in three clubs, in a sorority, has a part-time job and an internship with the campus. Uses amphetamines, sleep deprived, going to crash and burn.> Pete Pruitt, male, 36. Lives with his parents, works a shitty wagecuck job, entire life consists of helping his elderly parents, working, watching escapist slop, playing vidya, or gooning. Definitely has some sort of depression.> Thomas Duarte, male, 52. Lives alone, survives off social security and renting out some property he inherited. Alcoholic, stopped trying to quit over a decade ago, children and ex-wife hate or avoid him. Has pancreatic cancer that will kill him in ~8 months.> Robert Writt, "male," 31 years old. Uses /lgbt/ and /pol/ consistently, chud, closeted trans woman, hates himself, moderately suicidal, keeps to himself, has a decent job and splits rent with two roommates.> Gabriela Cabrera, female, 24. Always loved reading and writing stories, and was pressured into college. Has no long-term life plans, a knee-deep pile of debt, and a few months until she has a degree in literature. Deeply avoidant person, only thing keeping her sane is her girlfriend and some high school friends.Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
>>6369506> Gabriela Cabrera, female, 24. Always loved reading and writing stories, and was pressured into college. Has no long-term life plans, a knee-deep pile of debt, and a few months until she has a degree in literature. Deeply avoidant person, only thing keeping her sane is her girlfriend and some high school friends.
>>6369787psychic /pol/tard quest, go!
>>6369506> Jacob Porter, male, 25 years old. Works 2-3 shitty wagecuck jobs, splits rent with a tolerable roommate, almost exclusively engages with political media, thinks world is doomed.
>>6369506>> Gabriela Cabrera, female, 24. Always loved reading and writing stories, and was pressured into college. Has no long-term life plans, a knee-deep pile of debt, and a few months until she has a degree in literature. Deeply avoidant person, only thing keeping her sane is her girlfriend and some high school friends.Given the options, it looks like this quest is set up to be one of those "lolsorandumb" ones. But if not, here goes. (Perhaps someone should hijack this?)
>>6369506I'll vote for the middle aged Spiderman lore ripoff Pete Pruitt.Else I'll give a +1 to the Jacob Porter squad.>>6369787>that isn't a boring tumblr lesbian OCYeah all of the characters seem half assed, but who knows maybe OP can read the room.
