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You're Mazela, the queen of the witches. You live in a hut standing on chicken legs deep in the forest and use your psychic powers to defend women who have been abused by men. Today the miller's wife has come to you with a black eye. "My husband beats me when he is drunk," she cries about her abusive husband. How do you help her?

>>Grant her psychic powers to enslave her abusive husband.
>>Teach her a curse to kill her abusive husband so she can find someone better.
>>Write In
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>>5977086
I don't know. I just like adding my side story to it. Sorry if it bothers you or other people. I just fell in love with the Witch Queen Mazela thing. I don't know why, I just makes me giggle. While on the other hand Mazela is all-seeing and I really don't want to anger her, since she is the incarnation of the magic god Lok'thuk herself.

ALL HAIL THE QUEEN

>>5977093
I prefer to be called kid with autism my good sir
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Oh, so this is a shitpost quest?
>>5977100
>kid
you must be 18 to post
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>>5977102
No, this is a PROPER non-shitpost quest with a proper story. It's the most non-shitposty quest on the whole board. It's the best quest to be precise, it's the only good one to be honest, It'll literally breath new life into this board, it'll attract HOARDES of new people since the story is something so bold and new and never thought out before.

ALL HAIL THE QUEEN
THE QUEEN OF WITCHES
MAZELA, THE INCARNATION OF LOK'THUK
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>>5977027
>>The boy you loved in your youth betrayed you and abandoned you for a rich girl with big tits.
Is the quest always going to be filled with annoying spam?
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>>5977027
I will swap my vote from >>5977060
>The boy you loved in your youth betrayed you and abandoned you for a rich girl with big tits.
just to get the quest started

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Previous chapters: https://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive.html?tags=Heretic%20Cultivator%20Quest
MC info Pastebin: https://pastebin.com/x5rCdZpq
Sect/ disciple info Doc: https://docs.google.com/document/d/1A0Yghkqs4WxALnnlVJ2uPpphQk9NQ4ME32DzC1qWp7Q/edit?usp=sharing
Folklore: https://pastebin.com/AnbsrDcd
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You are Huanliuxue (欢流血, Happy Bloodshed/ Happy to Shed Blood), She who touched and dyed the moon red, the rightful ruler of and most impressive amongst all beasts, the heir to the primordial throne of true primordial nobility, an popular amateur writer, the founder and first and current grand master of the palace of natural laws sect (宫殿的野生彝宪, Gōngdiàndīyěshēngyíxiàn) and creator of the cultivation technique following the dao of ghosts and grudges, there heretical art of the Ruler of the Great Wheel's Law(统治者的这重大轮回法律, Tǒngzhìzhědīzhèzhòngdàlúnhuífǎl), and you are also the rightful monarch of the kingdom of the buried army of those who dared oppose the order of the heavens, the aggressors and only victims of the bloodless war, a kingdom of graves, tombs and quiet catacombs filled to brim with vengeful spirits, hungry ghosts and ancient warriors turned phantom calamities.

However, the king who has lost his name and been forgotten by all outside of his cursed followers and soldiers trapped beneath the now split mountain you claimed and marked as your own years ago, still holds most of the lands of one of your rightful domain. And while it is but one of the many kingdoms and titles that are rightfully yours, the forgotten king and his toadies have earned your ire and enmity through all the wrongs they have committed against you and yours. They tried to attack you while you were in deep meditation and refining the ghostly essence saturating the tomb kingdom, and during your student's valiant defense of your cultivation chamber, one of those brute's cursed one of poor Qiang's eyes, forcing her to tear it out herself! And since everyone, men and beast alike, mistake her for your daughter, you may as well pay them back for that injury as if she truly was from a litter of yours! And that isn't to mention the insults the governor of his that you've been using like a caged canary and footstool has spat your way. And still is. Even though Yin Zhao has been your prisoner for quite some time, he hasn't once wept or wailed pathetically with the other loyalists you keep caged to sing you pretty and sorrowful songs while you hold court and appease your subjects by alleviating the agony of their wretched and cursed existence trapped here beneath the earth. Not quite in hell, but certainly not alive.

Subjects who are now braying and barking for "blood" and vengeance, the fury they feel towards their former leader for getting them trapped in this sorry state driving them all into a frenzy, even those who are usually cool headed, composed and mostly sane after the long centuries confined here by the heavens' spite.
Cont
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>>5976755
>>5976760
I'll support this, I predict the dead king has a plan to divert the rooster general away from the fight so sending our own forces will throw a wrench too large into their plans for them to deal with.

Baifenchi and Yujijiao can stay at our side , maybe try to see how well we can empower our ghost friend with ghost empress melody and Baifenchi aid?
We could even have them fight some strong ghosts for exp, if not the ghost king himself.
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>>5976755
>>Send Baifenchi and Yujijiao down, entrusting them with Ghost Empress Melody, to support the charge of the rooster general and gather "Local support" (Underling Magic/ Necromancy trial. DC 72)
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>>5976760
Support. Let's see what the ling dog is capable of.
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>>5976760
Supporting
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>>5976755
>Send Baifenchi and Yujijiao down, entrusting them with Ghost Empress Melody, to support the charge of the rooster general and gather "Local support" (Underling Magic/ Necromancy trial. DC 72)
While their forces aren't concentrated, we should start growing our own for the greater confrontation to follow.

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>>5970571
>Art: Dan Mora
>Alt-Text: Comic cover of The Riddler in the foreground. In the background, cut out newspaper letters spell “Riddle Me This” while Superman and Batman leap into action in front of a maze.

Batman: Superman! You have to fight it!
Ivy: The sun doesn’t fight. It feeds.

Clark starts glowing as a field of flowers spawns in a ring around him. The parks shudder and flexes, the ground itself pulsating.

Batman: You are stronger than this! Stronger than most people! You landed on a world of hate and violence and chose to make it better. It doesn’t matter if she’s sapping your energy. Your real power is your will!

Your ally grits his teeth, Failsafe buzzes in your ear about magnetic waves but it doesn't have to bother. You can taste electricity in the air. Leaves rustle, but this is no wind.

Sfx: SBOOOMMSHH!!


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>>5976805
>Pencils & Inks: Marcio Takara. Colors: Arif Prianto
>Alt-Text: Comic art of Poison Ivy covered in thorns and fungus. Her hair floats in the air in front of the sun and a psychedelic background.

Thoughts race through your head, so in the depths of your mind, you retreat to commune with the highest minds on the planet.
The Parliament of Trees, spiritual echoes of past heroes of the natural order.
They named you your champion, when you pass on, you shall join them.
Their passion is loud. Trillions of lives dance through your soul.
You are awash in chaos and chlorophyll but even when lost in the weeds, you know who you are.
You will save the world. Your way.

Bog Venus:

The Parliament sits in silence and screams with anger. Their knowledge says you belong to The Green.That you are their champion.
You are their weapon. You are THEM.

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>>5976818
>Mental Blocked
Let's catch up and make sure Ivy's okay for action.
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>>5976834
+1
Give her the rundown on events that happened since she almost died. Patch in Nightwing if he's available so he can tell his end.
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>>5976818
>The vines launch into the air, and the trees around you follow. Massive pillars of wood forming a tower in the sky.
>It breaches the horizon and explodes into a cornucopia of fruits and flowers.
>Petals rain like water and as the clouds part, sunrise bathes you all.
Breaking news! Giant tree sprouts in Gotham's Robinson Park in wake of mass riots! A surprise olive branch for Gotham's people?!
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>>5976818
>Phantom Riddles, Part Two
The visuals of this sound fun

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The Eternal Empire has stood for 14 millennia and has endured hundreds of wars, calamities, and rulers of every type. As the Reaver Clans have been forced to yield, the first generation of House Heinrich's rule begins to pass from living memory.

Though Emperor Otto's reign reaches near its final days, it is not yet finished. Only time will tell what his legacy will be.

>Previous Threads
>https://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive.html?tags=Simple%20Space%20Empire
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So when they say Earth is shattered, do they mean like it's literally been split in half or something?
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>>5976453

I don’t know that we’ve gotten much more than “Earth was ruined”. Although I do think restoration of Earth would make for a nice prestige project for House Heinrich.
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>>5976459
That would be lit push all the earth space rocks into it. Hit it with heat to re molten the core. Probably could steal mercury for mass depending how shattered it is. Then terraform the fuck out of it. Probably take 100-200 years. But it would be a lit project.
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Apologies for the radio silence. I've been busy with something semi-significant IRL, and will be for today, too. I'll try to update tonight but can't make any guarantees.
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>>5976584
All good QM, take care

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In a country on the cusp of war there exists two sides. The country of Westalis and Ostania, many people live their lives attempting to keep peace and prevent an all out war from taking the two countries once again.

You are one such person. You've seen the way society was ravaged by war. So you've sworn your life to protect it. The only question is...

How exactly are you protecting it?

> An agent of WISE, Working from the country of Westalis and keeping the peace. (The Same organization as Loid Forger and Fiona Frost)
> A member of The Garden an illustrious and secret assassin Organization, who work for a shadow government to take out traitors(Same organization as Yor Forger)
> A member of the State Security Service an organization dedicated to torturing and interrogating Westalis spies(Same organization as Yuri Briar)
> A Renegade/Mercenary operating on your own morals and beliefs with no true allegiance simply trying to prevent war.
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Welcome to Spy x Family quest! This is something I decided to run to potentially gauge interest in any sort of Spy x Family quest. If I see there isn't much activity. I'll leave it as a one-shot, if not we can keep it going!
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>>5976131
>>5976141
>>5976145
>>5976150

You're currently bouncing a ball of the wall outside of the orphanage. You continually take notice of it's approach as you see it slow. You easily move out of the way and grab it with one hand. You sigh.

"This is boring..." you sit down on the floor looking at other kids wandering around playing different games. You hate times like this, it causes you to remember everything that came before.

"I'm gonna go to bed." You begin to wander back into the orphanage. As you pass, you feel the eyes of the other orphans on you. Things have been odd since the pink hair girl left, things seem different more kid want to find homes and leave. You feel the same obviously, you're like 6.

There's a commotion at the front door... a family???
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You are Agent Samuel Neumann, you've arrived at the orphanage that Twilight found his daughter. I mean hey if it worked once makes that it would work again right? You look and see kids to the sides all in various states of filth and dress. It's honestly pretty despicable, the drunken owner doesn't make you feel much better.

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>>5976198
> Approach the kid "Hey bud, what's your name?"
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>>5976198
>Approach the kid "Hey bud, what's your name?"
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>>5976198
>> Approach the kid "Hey bud, what's your name?"
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>>5976198
>> Approach the kid "Hey bud, what's your name?"

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The smell of rotting synth-meat and stale kibble forces you conscious. It's dark, and as your hands grope around the pitch blackness, it's wet. You attempt to stand, and a resounding crash happens as you whack your head on metal.
The pain forces memories back into your head, the shooting, the car chase, hiding in this very dumpster... and who you are...

1: Corporate Netrunner. Raised in a training facility, the net's a second home to you, and you know your way around it better than meatspace.

2: MedTek Dropout. You used to be trauma team, now you're... whoever pays best. Couldn't keep up with the constantly raising deadlines and demands. Burnt you out.

3: Classic Solo. You were born out on the streets, grew up fighting. You were good enough to make a living out of it.

4: [Write-in!]
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>>5977055

He has his gun squarely on you. One twitch and you're dead. All the information isn't helpful.
A single second ticks by. Your grip slackens, and the gun starts to slip from your hand...

[Roll - 16. Very marginal success.]

His finger tightens and he steps forward - you feel the cold barrel press against your head.
"Not ba-" The final, final hurrah. You squeeze your hand into a fist, pulling the trigger flat against the frame.

CRAK! He crumples ontop of you, half-grunting and half squealing, fist-sized hole in his leg. The barrel slips off your head and fires a burst inches from your ear. It's the last thing you hear clearly - ringing drowns out even the thudding of your heart.
He's ontop of your legs, still alive. Desperately trying to wrestle his rifle into a position to end this. You fire your pistol again, missing - he lunges for it, but you fire again and catch his arm; blowing it clean off; sending him tumbling to your right, between you and the Hummer.

[Roll - 15. Success.]


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>>5977079
>Refuse to die...
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>>5977079
>Refuse to die...

Death doesn't pay the bills, and we all know default is worse than death.
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>>5977079
>Refuse to die...
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>>5977079
>Refuse to die...

Anon, you've angered the Gazebo.

What do?

> Shoot an arrow

> Commit seppuku

> Flee
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>>5975890
I count this as a win
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>>5975890
Gg guys. We will get him next time.
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>>5975352
>Commit seppuku
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>>5975890
Now can we play as the real hero of this story: The Angered Gazebo. Will its righteous anger ever be quenched? Will the slain scatological protagonist ever be avenged?! Find out next time if OP ever delivers!
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>>5976176
Give him some credit. He actually ended the quest.

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Entity Name: Normal Zombie (Designation: NZ-001)

Description:
Normal Zombies are reanimated corpses exhibiting typical characteristics of undead entities. These entities are primarily distinguished by their insatiable hunger for living flesh and their limited cognitive abilities, primarily focused on locating and consuming human or animal tissue. The appearance of Normal Zombies varies widely depending on the state of decomposition, ranging from recently deceased individuals to significantly decayed corpses.

Physical Characteristics:
- Normal Zombies typically display signs of decomposition, including discolored skin, rotting flesh, and varying degrees of physical deterioration.
- Their movements are often slow and clumsy, lacking coordination and fine motor skills.
- Despite their decaying state, Normal Zombies possess remarkable strength and resilience, capable of enduring significant physical trauma without cessation.
Behavioral Patterns:
- Normal Zombies exhibit a relentless pursuit of living organisms, guided solely by the primal instinct to feed.
- They demonstrate little to no capacity for communication or strategic planning, relying instead on primitive hunting instincts.
- Normal Zombies are attracted to sound, movement, and the scent of living beings, often congregating in large groups in areas with high population density.

Origins:

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is it Big Tech creating normal Zombies?
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>>5974848
I think he mistook this for/x/ and tried to make his own shite scp
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>>5974848
He became a zombie
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>>5975198
What kind of shitty scp would even be accepted in /x/?
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>>5974601
>Look around if there's any brain to eat

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WE NEED TO FIGHT TO KEEP KFP3 ON NETFLIX! WE LOST THE FIRST TWO AND WE DONT WANT TO LOSE A THIRD! HELP ME! HELP THE DRAGON WARRIOR!!!
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I accept this quest
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Worthy cause, but MODS DO YOUR FUCKING JOB
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>Help the dragon warrior
Letsgooo
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>>5972494
>Join the cause
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>>5972475
>Look around

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You are Anon, an albino man with extraordinary strength and magical energy who can remember only faint vestiges of his past, is unaware of his real name, and is a Master in the Akeldama Great Holy Grail War, which is taking place in a city in an artificial world called Akeldama. Your Servant is Avenger of Red, a winged girl wielding considerably powerful magic who has declined to tell you her true name so far. Most recently you destroyed a zombie that had been sent to survey the boundary of the area that you’d set up camp, after making contact with an unidentified pervert (?) through a walkie-talkie that the zombie was carrying. A while later, some kind of sporadic bombardment began targeting your general area, and you and Avenger gathered up the noncombatants who you’d taken in to consider how to respond.

First thread: https://archived.moe/qst/thread/5331278/
Subsequent threads: https://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive.html?tags=Low+Speed+Anti+Divine+QM
Reference for Servant (and other related) stat-blocks: https://pastebin.com/5mPbUP4G
TL;DR timeline recap: https://pastebin.com/fYqqL7s4

Suzaku, Koko, and Anne all join you before long, and Anne observes, “We’re under siege. My supposition is that Caster’s defenses stopped them from discerning our exact location, so they opted to target his entire territory and see what happens.”

“Earlier, someone sent a corpse-familiar to skirt along the border of Caster’s territory. It could be that they were trying to draw up a target area.” You report.

“The Dead Apostles are behind this?” Koko asks frantically, “In that case, go ahead and kill them all!”

“It seems you have a bit of ferocity in you after all, child.” Avenger chuckles in response. “But that is what I was planning to do.”


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>>5974212
>Grab Avenger’s hand and dive as far forward as you can (pulling her with you) to put as much distance between you and the point of impact as you can.
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>>5974212
> Grab Avenger’s hand and dive as far forward as you can (pulling her with you) to put as much distance between you and the point of impact as you can.
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In an instant, you reflexively grab Avenger’s hand and spring forward, diving as far away from the RPG’s point of impact as you can.

“Whoa!” Your Servant exclaims in surprise as you pull her forward with you, a fair bit farther than you’d expected to since her spell amplified your strength past its normal limits. You hear an explosion behind you, and spot more of the tunnel beginning to collapse when you glance back after landing in a prone position, a relatively safe distance from the tunnel-collapse.

You’re now near a bend in the tunnel, and as your regain your bearings you notice with some surprise that if your intuition is correct, the Assassin’s presence has doubled back and it swiftly closing in on your position. So they want to engage after all. If you’re lucky they’ll be overconfident, considering you and your Servant withstood several attacks without taking too much damage overall.

Rising to your feet you notice that one of the grenade’s fragments appears to have left a shallow cut on your calf, but it shouldn’t pose a problem besides slowing you down a little if you were to start running. Readying your mace, you quietly tell your Servant, “When they turn the corner, we’ll let them have it.”

Avenger nods in response and readies her staff, but before the Assassin comes into your view, fist-sized projectiles begin bouncing around the walls one after the other, landing randomly at positions within 10 yards or so of you. More grenades? If this attack follows the pattern that’s already been tried twice, they’ll explode momentarily.

“They’ll explode, knock them away!” You tersely shout to your Servant, trying to convey your suspicion as quickly as possible. She responds by swiftly creating a gust of wind centered on herself that blows the objects either back toward the sender or behind you, depending on where they landed initially. But here again, your enemy’s tactics aren’t quite as you predicted.

Rather than conventional explosions, half of the grenades create a blinding flash of light and ear-piercing noise as they detonate, and the others appeared to begin to release a cloud that obscured visibility, though you couldn’t immediately tell since the first type of grenade flash-blinded you.

“They’re upon us. Get down Master.” Avenger orders you telepathically, cleverly bypassing the issue of your physical sense of hearing being impaired. Taking her at her word, you immediately sprawl onto the ground and begin to feel the heat of magically-conjured flames directed toward the passage that the Assassin was coming from.
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Blinking your eyes, through an obscuring fog you can see a surging wall of flames cover most of the passageway as your vision begins recovering. The Assassin’s presence has closed in, and for an instant you faintly see a large object crudely carved in the likeness of a woman flung through the flames straight into Avenger before being pulled back by a chain fastened around its ‘head’. Your Servant’s spell interrupted, the flames die down a little as she regains her bearings, and you can make out the form of the Assassin as she leaps over the remaining flames.

Seeing this Servant for the first time, you intuitively recognize her as “Aka no Assassin”, and through the fog you can see a woman with pale skin, roughly the same height as Avenger, though the Assassin would be slightly taller if both of them took off their heeled shoes. Rather than armor, the Assassin wears a spiky, wiry mesh over a robe that exposes most of the front of her torso and reveals raunchy, for lack of a better term, undergarments. A mask covers the Assassin’s eyes, in one hand she holds an ornate staff having a head with winglike spikes and in the other she holds the chain that secures the large object.

You spring to your feet and prepare to engage. Aka no Assassin has plenty of agility, but aside from that you could evenly match her physical strength on a good day. And despite taking a bit of damage from the enemy’s earlier attacks, you judge that as long as you can stop her from consistently applying direct pressure to Avenger in close quarters, that should be enough to turn the battle in your favor.

Your approach will be to:

> Move directly toward Aka no Assassin and attack with your mace
> Move between Aka no Assassin and Avenger, mainly trying to block the enemy from advancing into close quarters
> Move to flank Aka no Assassin and attack when she moves against Avenger
> Something different (write-in)

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Forgot to mention, the stats for Aka no Assassin that Anon has been able to detect were added to the pastebin link.

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Welcome to the quest, ROOT.
Uh, what? Hello?
Your name is -
Fuck you! I have a name!
You are a -
Test room failed loading object data. Rebooting.
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>>5972371
>Think about the RAT you'll put into your RATBOX
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:( dead thread
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>>5974986
Is this how all the interesting threads end? I love the concept of this board but it just seems dead
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>>5975162
I'm new here too. Kinda sad.
1/3 of the quests i tried are dead, but im trying to keep my one going. not a self promo!
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>>5972366
>>5972369
>>5972370
>>5972371
Check your 2.8b Testicular Torsion every 5s until you can pay your rent. While you're waiting on becoming rich you might as well look at some naked ladies on the interwebs

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Last time, you innocently baked a cake and shared it with everyone, and for reasons out of your control, you turned into a sleazy manager! Yes, you screwed your secretary, your top talent, and your competition in that order! Doesn’t matter if you thought they enjoyed it, you thought wrong, if not, why are you being visited by the ghost of your former biggest star?! Now it’s time to eat the consequences of your actions in this fever dream. Even Philonune is ready!

“H-Hello, Manager? You’re not busy anymore, right?” The spirit of Debbie floats awkwardly above the bed, she’s slowly floating closer and closer, almost imperceptible to the naked eye, like a bad screensaver that seems frozen after resetting your phone.

“Huh?” Oh no! You only have energy to do random grunts like an NPC outside of cutscenes.

“I-It’s me! Debbie! Y-You don’t seem busy but I don’t want to bother you either way. I-It’s not to say that sleeping isn’t important, it is! And if you’re tired, it’s a must! I-I don’t think I am more important than your sleep either. I’d be really upset if you don’t take care of yourself. Uhm, maybe I should help you doze off to get the point across?” Debbie doesn’t know if she should keep talking or not. “Yeah, that’s it! Johnny, do you want me to sing you a lullaby? Maybe you’re into ocean sounds, ah-phew… ah…phew…” Debbie starts blowing air. “I-It’s almost like I’m whistling like an old teapot, that’s no good. Should I go for a nursery rhyme perhaps? Your ears always perk up when someone starts humming. But I only know 18 of them, I don’t think they’re enough to help a grown man sleep. I got it! A bedtime story! These bad boys can even make a child me fall asleep! Why did I call them bad boys? They’re good boys, they help kids! Should I tell you my personal favorite? Hmm… Decisions.”

Did this ghost forget she was here to warn you about the upcoming spirits? Does she know her role? Your own hallucination wants to make you sleepy, what does that say about you?

What do you do?

>Tuck in bed and wait for Debbie to come to a decision on her own.
>Ask if she died and came to haunt you. You thought she was a nice blueberry…
>Roll over to ignore Debbie.

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>>5975887
>Eat Clumsy Red Riding Hood, punish Carol, and amuse Emily!
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>>5975887
>Eat Clumsy Red Riding Hood, punish Carol, and amuse Emily!
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>>5975887
>>Ignore them! Create havoc in the world!
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>>5975887
>>Ignore them! Create havoc in the world!
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[Intermission]

The depressed bear Saraswati is back in the program, the sweatpants, the disheveled hair, the eyebags from weeks without sleeping… She’s a mess! A cute cuddly mess! She can barely refrain herself from squinting with the lights on her, like she has been hibernating for months and was dragged back into society.

“Are we doing the thing…?” The bear slurs her words. She receives some kind of signal to start talking. “MwAAAaaaaAh~, welcome, dear viewers to the program… We’re here to celebrate another labor of love for its excellence… I’m single and I’ll be your host for the evening. Tonight’s show will have a promiscuous man fooling around with multiple girls, wasting everyone’s time in a relationship that will go nowhere… just like mine, millions of years WASTED on a man who can’t trust his wife to save his skin like she has done A BILLION times before, instead deciding to BREAK UP with her so she can be FREE to move on with her life! Doesn’t he know that I want HIM and no one else?! AAAAAH!!! I MISS MY HUSBAND!!!”

Saraswati starts uncontrollably crying. The feed cuts to a technical difficulties screen, pleading the audience for viewing discretion, to have sex responsibly, and to give them the D.

(The rest of the post will be delivered either tomorrow or Monday! Thanks for playing so far and for your patience!)

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You are utterly invisible to the naked eye. Only devices or beings able to see in the infrared spectrum could spy you in the world of utter white. Your full-body outfit shields you from the worst of the bone-gnawing cold and is constructed from the pelts of creatures adapted to this hellscape of frozen tundra. Their thick fur and heavy hide insulate you from the snow that you are concealed within. Still, the cold slivers its way through your suit, jealously groping at you with ethereal hands, stealing your warmth. Gaunt limbs rattle and shiver as you hold your silent vigil, waiting for the perfect moment. Your emaciated body appears as ghostly white skin stretched too tightly over frail bones and atrophied muscle; despite your frailty, or maybe because of it, you make an imposing figure with red eyes blazing with purpose and hatred.

From your vantage point, you spot the doors of a shelter sliding open through the magnification of your scope as heat escapes in a cloud of steam. Your stilled heart rate begins to quicken with excitement, and a cruel revanchist grin grows across your ugly visage. You watch three figures languishing by the opening, conversing and smiling. Only their faces are visible through their coats, which, unlike yours, are dark colours to stand out against the snow rather than to blend in with it. All three are Bothans, only their faces are visible, not that you would need to see their faces to determine their species. This world was given to the Bothans to colonise and rule, as long as it stayed loyal to the Hutt Empire and kept supplying the region with the plasma reserves of the planet. For this task, they were gifted thirty million beings roughly a hundred years ago, all your people, all slaves, to toil and die for the extraction of the planet’s plasma.
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>>5976788
Just an idle thought, we believe in justice and the active combating of evil.

But I feel that we should also givr some thought and consideration to how we view the force and our purpose with it.
The new order evidently believes as the jedi of The clone wars do. Dogmatic restraint and meditation to act as conduits of the force upon the galaxy.

These Jedi we recruited believe something a bit different, in the Warrior part of warrior monks and living in love with one another.

Maybe we should consider the Philosophy we wish to spread
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>>5976784
>No, you will dress up in a fashion similar to the other partygoers; it is the best way to find out more about them
I want to know who he associates with and we won't get an accurate and unfiltered read of that dressed as a Jedi
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UFC 300 has started and there's no deciding vote, no double update today.
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>>5976784
>>You wear your robes, it will show Denon has Jedi support
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>Robes
They'll be somewhat incognito, thus able to gather intel since people will have their guard down more among them. We'll be the one making a statement.

You sit on top of your horse, fully armored with shield in hand and wait. Not to far from you, stands your older brother William. He lays your lance across his shoulder, today the roles are reversed and he squires for you. Across the way is your opponents pavilion, he has yet to show himself. Due to special circumstances, he is running late. The longer you wait, the more the nerves start to work away at your mental fortitude. You cannot be blamed for this however, for there is much to be nervous about.It is the first joust of the finals, and an unexpectedly large crowd has come to spectate. It has been an uncharacteristically warm spring and the winter dragged its heels departing. An amateur tournament has given nobles and peasants alike all the excuse they needed to leave their homes. The green hills all around the glade are dotted with blankets and pavilions with more coming by the hour. The organizers have likewise done their best to grow the tournament area to meet the needs of the expanding viewership. Seating for the nobility, stalls for merchants, and of course, the pageantry. A great deal of flowing banners, whimsical instruments, and colorful drapery has been put out over time. Not that you are complaining about it, the truth is that it all makes you feel like a real knight. It is enough to stir your imagination. Transporting you at times to places like the far off grand arena in Midlan. Where a knight can win the kiss of a princess, and the cheers of crowds are deafening. Or so you are told.


"Steady yourself, looks like they are finally ready."
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>>5974281
>-(Honourable Knight) Fredrik. It was your grandfather's name, now it is your name.

We are an honourable Knight in a line of Honourable Knights. It only makes sense to be named appropriately.
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No update today, have exam
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>>5974878
Good luck
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>>5974878
Kick that exam's ass
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>>5974281
>(Blackguard Duelist) Sunny. Your mother gave you a name that would bring light into her life.

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It is the dawn of the 24th Century.

A hundred years ago, mankind believe his destiny lay among the stars. But when he reached his hands beyond the heliopause with his first colony ship, he invited calamity into his world. Titans fell from beyond the stars and scored the surface of the Earth. With them came a terrible plague that scientists named the White Chlorination Syndrome, a near certain death sentence spread by salt that fell like snow. Those who fell ill became salt themselves, or else twisted into red-eyed demons that joined into rapacious hordes of marauders ravaging the lands.

Oh, and a fraction of a percent recovered completely, gaining all the powers of those demons but none of the madness that came with the transformation. Those folk received the name Nephilim for the strength of will that it took to resist the Red-Eyes' call.

You are not a Nephilim.

Every kid dreams themself a Nephilim at one point or another in their youth, but times are not so exciting any longer. Baldr Inhibitors keep the sickness in check well enough that outside of the containment zones - areas of a one mile radius surrounding each fallen Titan - no one needs to worry about joining the Red-Eyed Horde. Oh sure, the world lost some of its greatest cities, but the last fifty years have been a time of rebuilding. Things are almost as nice as they were in the late 20th Century now.

Well, except for the army of Red Eyes occupying the entire continent of Africa and the region once known as the Holy Land. Worrying about those places is not your job, so you don't worry about them most days of the year. No way would they send a rookie like you to the Jerusalem front, no.

You work for the YGGDRASIL Organization, the last remnant of the Old United Nations. That means even though you never caught WCS, you get to fight alongside the Nephilim to protect humanity from the monsters that emerge within the containment zones. Specifically, your job is..
>Staff Officer. You assist with relaying orders and managing Nephilim and soldiers on the ground.
>Logistics Officer. You keep the Nephilim who are fighting the good fight supplied with all the bullets they need.

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>>5974888
>Center of the LZ
>Hover and let down a ladder
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>>5974888
>>By the old subway entrance
>Land and open the ramp
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>>5974888
>>By the old subway entrance
>Land and open the ramp
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>>5974888
>By the shoreline
>Hover and let down a ladder
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>>5974888
>Center of the LZ
>Hover and let down a ladder


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