By the authority vested in you through the Law On the Administration of Special Military Districts under the Ministry of Defense, you, Lieutenant Colonel Gennady Nasirovich Liptsov, are the sole and final established authority on civil and military matters within Gordon District. All decisions there are ultimately yours to make. Since arriving in Gordon, you have made it your main priority to establish contact with the security forces stationed in the region. You now command the 7th Glorian Internal Ministry Company, encamped at a local high school, and are searching for radio equipment that would enable you to contact the 216th Independent Motorized Rifle Battalion, stationed somewhere in the distant countryside north of Vadim-Tepe.
>>5982235>>5982240>>5982896Okay, we will not be using radio comms. In case you do want to break this rule and use them, you can still WRITE IT that suggestion and it will go up to a voteI am writing the update and it should be done tomorrow evening. I will post in the general thread when it is ready
>>5983776Scratch that, I got more work than expected. I will post in the general thread when there is another update
You think about using the radio and even incline your body slightly forward as if to reach up front and towards it, but think better of yourself. You know nothing about the operational environment here. The brief warned about the continued presence of wreckers and saboteurs - is there any reason those wrecker-saboteurs couldn't have been supplied with radio listening equipment from the stores of the Republian army? At the present stage, there really is no way to tell. Besides, you have yet to fully assemble the military forces available to you. If you are going to shine like a beacon on the RF band, you must be fully prepared first. It would not do to broadcast your positions and activity at this early and immature stage in pacification operations. So, for now at least, you will remain radio silent unless the situation specifically calls for a radio.Instead of intervening and requesting the radio, you do nothing. You lean back into your seat and let Meliev pull away into the street and take you slowly down the main road until you arrive back at the high school. There are many more people on the streets now than there were when you first arrived in the city. A least a dozen other cars pass you on the street and you can assume a similar number were behind or in front of your own vehicle. Pedestrians were also more active and, compared to earlier in the day, you see many more men and many more children. You hadn't realized it before, but most of the people you saw on your earlier walk were women, sometimes with a child or three in tow; now there are swarms of children being corralled by parents and grandparents along the sides of the road. In a chain reaction, that realization sparks another: you have seen no young men or women in the town yet. You peer more intently out of the window, but the children you see seem to age out at around their mid-teens and then there is a demographic gap until the parents in their early 30s. The likely cause is conscription, Republia has gathered all of its youth into the army and they pulled back from their homes when the army pulled back from this front. Trouble brews at the edge of this thought - such widespread conscription must tie people to the Republian cause; out the window, every middle-aged pedestrian now has sons or daughters that can only return with a Republian reinvasion. The brief was right to warn about potential spies and wreckers, you can imagine they would be rife in a social environment like this.
>>5985546The jeep parks in front of the school and you disembark from the door facing the school, Matsukov first. This time the sentry salutes you and holds it until you dismiss him - this is a welcome change in discipline. Your obvious next action is to find Shcherbin, now acting C.O., and have him assemble the soldiers for the clearing operation at the police station. You want to use two platoons for this operation: one to clear the building and one in reserve and to secure the surrounding area. Assuming the Internal Ministry's company are organized like the Army's, they are then there should be three to choose from: two rifle platoons and one machine gun platoon, the difference being that the eponymous platoon carries belt-fed machine guns.The real difference between the squads is not, however, their equipment, but the caliber of men leading them. This all-important variable is not known to you; you have never met any of the platoon leaders, at least not to your knowledge. Accordingly, this choice about deployment is really more about who you wish to see in action, which unit would you like to gain a working understanding of?Choose ONE OR TWO platoons from the list below>Rifle Platoon "A" - Lieutenant Nikolai Masherallah>Rifle Platoon "B" - Lieutenant Abel Bakriev>Machine Gun Platoon "V" - Lieutenant Artyom RashidovWhile you are conducting the clearing operation, you can choose to send some members of the 7th Company on a separate mission to follow the power lines and determine the source and/or cause of the power outage. Do you want to do this?Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
>>5985548>Machine Gun Platoon "V" - Lieutenant Artyom Rashidov>Yes, we can have the unit conduct multiple operations simultaneously, especially since the search operation should draw little manpower or resources
Archive: https://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive.html?tags=Disappearing%20HogwartsCharacter Sheets: https://pastebin.com/mTYzU5uLTwitter: https://twitter.com/head_qm--In the last thread you:> Got shot at with blanks by Harry Potter> Snuck into St. Mungo’s and discovered who were the hosts of Rowena Ravenclaw and Godric Gryffindor> Found the entrance to Avalon and discovered you’d need all three Deathly Hallows to open it before Salazar broke through it> Discovered that the Beast is actually Merin, fragmented beyond recoveryComment too long. Click here to view the full text.
>>5986339Thank you for the compliment and looking at it. I was relatively happy with how it turned out given it was inspired by my insane idea she is secretly evil and a I wanted to give teen-pregancy-fag something if he wanted to read it. I am also okay with her being just a little evil if we become a real dark lord.>>5986325It seems pretty unanimous that Elliot does intend to marry her at some point. You could even argue her promising to stay with us till the end means we are kinda married but it is probably just stupid teen love stuff. She is our waifu, however. But she is comically small to the point she could be mistaken for a student 2-3 years younger than her according to thread 1, and the 1st time she kissed Elliot, she had to pull up a box to stand on, even though he is small as well. Therefore the diminutive "-lette". Also I just like the term.
>>5985776send you another one
Hey QM I am going to need to know how busty Raven/Linda is for no particularly important reason. I imagine at the lower end of "normal"? Or is she big titty goth GF material?
>>5986357>teen-pregancy-fagTHAT'S ME, YOU NIGGER!>the explanationCool, thank you
>>5986461Who are you calling nigger, nigger! I am not really into that because I had a scare when I was like 17. It WAS honestly a bonding experience, aside from the fear. She was a half year younger than me and we were both stupid teens. We spent every day together after she told me and we bonded a lot before we tried to double check, to get the most out of it in case one of our parents flew of the handle. Then thankfully she had the time of the month and we decided to be a bit more more careful. Use protection kids.
This story is about a young man working hard to make a living.What is his occupation? (Choose one)>1: Farmer. Strong muscles makes tilling the earth easier. (STR+)>2: Thief. Nimble hands means easier pocketchange. (DEX+)>3: Doctor. Smart mind finds the cure. (INT+)>4: Musician. Silver tongue pleases the crowds. (CHA+)>5: Write in. (Define which stat this would increase)One night while the young man sleeps tight in his bed after a long days work, something strange happens to him...What is that strange thing? (Choose one)>A: A burgler tries to steal from his room.>B: Wild and vivid dreams of adventure occupy his night. >C: The moonlight slips through his window, bathing him in mystical light.Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
>>5981009>Write inTell him to play good cop, bad cop, where he's the bad cop. But he can't hurt them too much
Going to sleep, might post tomorrowVote is open until I return
>>5981009>Let Joergen participate
I am most likely able to do a session tomorrowVote remains open
Sing, goddess, of thirsty Argos, and of the glory of Hippomedon Aristomachides - sing of the folly of Adrastus, of the savagery of Tydeus and of Oedipal transgressions! Sing, O Muse, of Zeus’ designs, which even now come to fulfillment…
>>5985532>The gods are kind to Argive men – slay these men, take whatever Timae is present, and move along, as is your right. The donkey-cart, if it is full of gold like you suspect, will make a fine addition to the cattle-raid’s profits, even if it slows the travel of your particular group.We are here to get supplies and money to make it to Thebes unmolested. We are going to fucking do that. Killing a couple of thieves is of little consequence unless these are Gods or Daimons in disguise to fuck with us. .....considering the QM enforced nature of this raid, something fucked up is bound to happen.
>>5985532>LOOT>Tie the wagon to a pair of horses rather than a lone donkey
>>5985532>>Take the men hostage and learn what you can from them – perhaps further interrogation will clarify your best course of action. Of course, the longer you speak with them, the greater the chances that they may deduce your true identity.Curiosity killed the cat but satisfaction brought it back.
Let em slide>>5985533Take what's yours>>5985545>>5985551>>5985553>>5985571 (and ditch the donkey)Interrogate>>5985622Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
>>5986238Thanks for the update, QM!
In times past, giants walked the earth. Now, they shall awaken and walk again. The first nuclear weapon detonated in 1945, showering the earth in radiation that had gone unseen for millions of years. The opening of Pandora's Box led to countless explosions, twice against man, and many more in barren deserts and oceanic depths. As the crust of the planet became charged with energy once more, ancient things began to stir. You play as one of these creatures: A young Kaiju, awakened by radiation and ready to feed on it. As one of many who are emerging into existence, the time has come for you and your ilk to reclaim your rightful place as the rulers of Earth.
Rolled 1, 1, 2 = 4 (3d3)>>5984853>Action 1: Ursa goes for the haymaker >Action 2: Ursa their special to beam Shelob back to the Ice Age.Action 3: Ursa finally tries to tackle the spider out of it’s lair.
Rolled 1, 2, 1 = 4 (3d3)>>5984853The Beast is assured of its strength now, and seeks to makes its territory known in the best way it can, by blood. It moves as fast as its now rather bloated body can across the land, taking the mountainous route to avoid human interference. While it may be going out of the way to avoid stomping on the man things, it will still bat away any that attempt to harm it with their fire spears.>Move to C3>Move to D4>Move to D5
Rolled 3 (1d3)>>59848653,3,1>Attack (E>D) Vs Stamina (E)Quanzhou is summarily wrecked by the God-turtle! Their bombs and shells, this time, don’t make it through its shell. The monster has reinforced itself enough to shrug them off. The city is left in ruins as it rampages through streets and crushes buildings. Even with its small size, the sheer hardness of the metal is enough to smash through towering high-rises on impact. The smog-filled streets soon run red with blood. The city will take decades to recover from this, if at all, and the nation is in a state of utter shock.Dewa Penyu has achieved a milestone. At any time, it may choose to spend 3 actions to Upgrade Size. This fully heals it.The turtle then sets its sights on one of the many nuclear reactors that China has, lumbering in a straight line from Quanzhou and leaving a trail of destruction in its wake.>Dewa Penyu gains 1 energy >1/4 Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
>>59850373,1,3>The Hive Mind regains 1 hp > 3/3As the JSDF pulls back, The Hive Mind is left to recover up in the air. Now that they’re aware of it, they’re rapidly tracking it down and keeping tabs on its location. The labyrinth continues to grow, taking over neighbourhoods and converting them into aberrant zones where the sanity of their inhabitants begin to fray and fracture. It’ll take effort before the lair can be upgraded to encompass more and accomplish more, but steady progress is being made>Lair Upgrade 33% Meanwhile, investigators and agents of the state have been wandering into these dens to try and discover the truth. However, intelligence ministries constantly find their experts vanishing into nothingness. This prompts them to send rescue teams, and those teams are subsumed soon enough as well. Eventually, they wise up and stop, but The Hive Mind has gained armed soldiers as part of its mob. Not enough to start an insurrection yet, however.Thralls:>Size: D>E>Strength: E>Stamina: GComment too long. Click here to view the full text.
Rolled 1 (1d3)>>59858973,1,1Fissile material is flown into Argentenia and ejected from the plane’s cargo hold in the promised region. Once the planes land, false checks take place, and they lie to the international community about the safe arrival of the controlled nuclear substances. >Shroomy gains 1 energy > 1/4Similarly, the quest to create flowers capable of gathering vast amounts of energy for growth is going well. The government is no longer trying to cut the nest down to size, and the flowers grow healthily in the depths of the forest. Soon, it’ll be able to achieve a new effect with this lair.>Nest upgrade 66%The continued negotiation keeps them at ease. Especially the declaration of protection. Shroomy can still identify anti-mushroom sentiment within uninfected members of the cabinet, and quarantines have taken place in order to not spread it. In the beginnings of this rift, word of experimental fungicide and drastic options pass around, reaching the ears of the infected. However, it doesn’t have the control to sniff out every bit of this dangerous sentiment. Not without acting against them further.Hopefully it doesn’t come to that.>>5986123Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
You're a stick with a witches hat. Your name is Mazela. You're a queen of the witches forest.>Stick around>Become a bigger stick>Grow other stick parts>Other
>>5980084>Other (write-ins)Why are we wasting time here? We have houses to build.
>>5980084>Nudge harder, then check pulseYou better not be dead, we have a crack pipe to sell for mad cash money
Rolled 1 (1d2)>>5980151>>5981012I'll roll now, but do the drawing later when I have time
>>5980151>>5981012Mazela thinks to her "Fuck this shit, I'm tired of this life, I'm tired of doing drugs, getting drunk and going to parties. I'm going to clean myself life, lead a life of sobriety and become a house builder like my papa was". And it was at that moment that the door bell rung. Mazela looked who it is and noticed it's the pigs. "AAAAAAAAAAWWWWWWWW SHIIIIIEEEEETTTTT, just as I'm about to sobber up.">talk to them, see what they want>try to wake up Width Stick Mashallah again>abscond, since fuck this shit>wait, they'll probably leave>write-in
>>5982790>>wait, they'll probably leave
Previous chapters: https://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive.html?tags=Heretic%20Cultivator%20QuestMC info Pastebin: https://pastebin.com/x5rCdZpqSect/ disciple info Doc: https://docs.google.com/document/d/1A0Yghkqs4WxALnnlVJ2uPpphQk9NQ4ME32DzC1qWp7Q/edit?usp=sharingFolklore: https://pastebin.com/AnbsrDcd_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
>>5986241>Turn human again and lazily drift through the air, playing ghost empress melody to strengthen your troops, and also to attack any ghost impudent enough to try and attack you [Magic Trial. DC 135)
>>5986241>Keep your distance and launch volley after volley and barrage after barrage of Destructive Yin Spheres and Chasing Stars [Magic trial. DC 110]Pew! Pew!
>>5986241>urn human again and lazily drift through the air, playing ghost empress melody to strengthen your troops, and also to attack any ghost impudent enough to try and attack you [Magic Trial. DC 135)
>>5986241>Launch vollyFire!
>>5986241>Keep your distance and launch volley after volley and barrage after barrage of Destructive Yin Spheres and Chasing Stars [Magic trial. DC 110]
>>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!!Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
>Waller vs Wildstorm
>>5982723>Waller vs wildstormDamn waller, you chunky bitch. Still the most dangerious woman in the room, eh?
Locking for Waller vs Wildstorm. Update on or before 4/27/2024.How is the new weekly schedule working out for you folks?
>>5984329Bothersome, but I know real life is a pain and so you do what needs to be done.
>>5984329Fine by me, the updates are still good
Previous thread: >>5952601The weird thing that came out of the wall can talk. It tells you that she was just in a room like this, and asks you where she is.
>>5977615You tell her that she is in the famous brothel Wet Bussy and that you're both bondage fanatics
>>5977649>"Aaaaarms? I don't know where we are. I'm Derf."
>>5977649"Where's your bleeding hole?" Of course, we mean the trepanning, what else?
>>5977615>I have no Idea. Could you please search in my headhole for secrets?
>>5979101+1
The great hosts of chaos marched towards Karag Dum. Thousands, tens of thousands made their way towards the ancient ruins of a proud dwarven bastion that had held out for so long. Its cannons had roared, its mithril clad warriors had cut and hewn and cleaved and shot the warriors of chaos. Its forges churned out endless suits of armor, countless weapons, endless stockpiles of bolts. Its mighty walls, placed atop a lone mountain domineered over the landscape, the towers seeming to pierce the very sky and disturb the gods above. And for that, it had to fall. The dwarves fought, and yet, they had fallen to the hordes of chaos. Despoiled, ravaged, raped, as all lands ought to be, sooner or later.You had never seen the Karag before. And now, only crumbled ruins remained. Maybe, the next time you visit it, it won’t be so far in the future, for the crumbled walls and broken towers more remind you of the rotten jaws of a warhound than of a proud bastion overrun by brave soldiers of Chaos.As you crest the bleak ocher hill, you see what you long expected. Beneath a burning orange sky, a gathering of armies, warbands and hosts. Spitting on the ground and uttering a oath, then continue forwards, order your host to make camp while you head for the centre of the gathering, towards the lone tent overlooking the countless hordes.As soon as you step in front of the tent and try peering inside, you feel a shove from behind. Tumbling forwards and already drawing your weapon out, you turn to strike at your assailant, but to no avail, as you fall through the tent flaps, which close shut behind you. A cleave at them leaves your blade harmlessly bouncing from the magical cloth. A rough chuckle emerges from behind you.“Another one!” A Hung chief laughs. “Settle in friend. We all wait long.”A quick scan of the massive tent reveals a impressive gathering of warlords, chiefs and champions, of Kurgan, Hung and Beastmen types, all eyeing each other with doubt, suspicion and spite. Yet, all keep their weapons by their belts. They must have been here for long in order to have relaxed so much in such company. A moment of thinking later, you choose to follow their lead, but keeping your gaze on a bestigor with a head crowned with 3 pairs of horns.You think of speaking to the mob, yet before you can, a female voice booms in the room. “You won’t wait for any more.”In a flash of motion, every blade is drawn and more than twice that many eyes are anxiously glancing around the tent. “A whispering on the steppes had called you all here.” The strange cloaked figure spoke as it appeared in the center.Within a moment, the champions and warlords and reaves and warriors all surrounded the figure, distrustful of each other, but afraid of the figure that just appeared between them.“I called you here.” The figure continued, concealed by the dancing shadows too thick to be natural. “I called you here so that you may wage war upon the southlands.”
>>5985783>>5985855As Korthak and his men move forward, my Ungors will follow suit. If at all possible, it would be nice to try and outflank the village from across the river.I'd try to do so again from the north of said village, but I imagine trying to move up that much river is. . .difficult. If only the Eagle gave us the gift of gills and fins
>>5985266Albion has a very small quantity of official lore so I'll take some fancannon. As for Dorstans, never heard of them. Dolgans are the closest thing I know.>>5985797The clashes between the minotaurs and the skinwolves prove a bloody and long affair, as both sides meet their equals or at least as close to equals as they can. Skinwolves are battered aside, minotaur flesh is rended and the hills and valleys run red.Yet despite the best efforts, it seems like the next round of clashes will see the minotaurs safely taking the hillfort by themselves.>>5985798Before Huffund stands a choice, whether to split her forces up for faster clearing of the foe, or to keep it concentrated for whatever reasons and plans the warpstone eating cow can think up of.>>5985854>>5985855>>5985864The northern fort is cleared of defenders. While the bondsmen die to a man assaulting the fort, the norscan berserkers ambush the already exhausted defenders and butcher them to a man. It is now merely a question of continuing to stream the forces through the secured valley and to enter the fort and plunder it.The southern village is likewise cleared without major losses for the berserkers as they manage to strike before the defenders. Yet again, plundering the village and continuing the forward stream is the remaining priority.Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
>>5985804The cataphracts and the knights line up, preparing for both the vicious fight with the Kurgan and hoping for a sweeping victory in case the Kurgan join them.A raven returns from their lines. "Pay for our service or you shall be sacrificed to your gods.">>5985813Mulrog recieves a message via the raven. "One fifth and we side with you when you engage the Ungols, or you shall dig graves for your men."The kurgan horsemen see nothing from the hill.The town nets you 20 loot.>>5985935>but can they continue maneuvering around into tiles that are still adjacent to the enemy they are fighting?Nope, they're stuck where they find themselves.Rue'Vahn will also recieve a message demanding "We will take slaves, whether they be from your warriors or the kislevites you will pay us in, they shall make do.">>5986124Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
>>5986496Thanks for update, QM. Basically I keep fighting the skin wolves, no troop movements to make.Huffud, you’re probably safe to split up and attack both werewolf villages since they’ll probably surrender before we kill all three units. I think it’s pretty likely that we’ll be able to move south out of the mountain pass and continue the raid
>>5986507Thus read the raven reply: "Eight Winds; eight directions horses may travel with ropes & hooks to drag apart your bodies. When we charge, you shall flank to the West out of our way, the Ungols will be crushed into dust, & you will raid the villages to the East before us. Once the bloodletting is done, you will keep what you have taken, & swear yourselves to me."The line of Cataphracts & Knights pushes towards the Ungols; if the Kurgans do not do as told, they are attacked as well. My Horse Archers follow behind & to the West to prevent any treachery from the other Kurgan when they flank the charge, positioning themselves to follow towards the villages or flank behind the Ungols as needed.
"Wake up." You open your eyes to the familiar, yet always somewhat imposing, stone walls of your room in Blackthorn Keep. Your name is Caden Blackthorn, the eldest son and heir of Lord Edric Blackthorn and his dear wife Lady Agatha. At fourteen, the weight of your future responsibilities as the lord of Blackthorn Keep already presses on your shoulders, a constant, if not entirely unwelcome, companion.The morning sun barely filters through the narrow window, casting long shadows that dance across the floor. You rise, the cool stone beneath your feet a stark contrast to the warmth of the bed you reluctantly leave behind.Today, unlike most days filled with the rigorous studies and training expected of a lord's heir, promises a brief respite. It's the day of the Autumn Festival, a day when the entire keep and the surrounding villages come alive with music, laughter, and the scent of fresh harvests.>A) A strange sense of déjà vu washes over you, leaving you with the eerie feeling that this moment has unfolded before.>B) Fragments of a half-forgotten dream flash through your mind, hinting at terrible things on the horizon.>C) Memories of another life, filled with a decade of pain and heartbreaks, the adventures of a prodigal son, flood your consciousness vividly.>D) Your mind is clear, with a focus solely on the present, unburdened by the past.
>>5984114>A) "Let's check it out, but stay close," you suggest, curiosity piqued by the unexpected discovery, cautious yet driven to explore.Is this the witches hut of our beloved queen?
>>5984114>B) "We should turn back," you consider, suddenly aware of how far you've strayed and the fading light.staying far away from anons magical realm
>>5984114>B) "We should turn back," you consider, suddenly aware of how far you've strayed and the fading light.
>>5984114>A) "Let's check it out, but stay close," you suggest, curiosity piqued by the unexpected discovery, cautious yet driven to explore.
>>5984114>>A) "Let's check it out, but stay close," you suggest, curiosity piqued by the unexpected discovery, cautious yet driven to explore.
You're a modern Western man who was transported to 1600's Japan. What isekai powers did you get?>High stats>Save scumming>Other
>>5979175>>You have a feeling he is lying
>>5979175>You trust the pilot>>5979236What's your deal? Is this your D&D character you're trying to turn into a thing?
>>5979745its a quest that died immediately after some anon started spamming mazela quest in votes of a lot of other quests
>>5979748I see. Thanks for the lore, anon.
Watched the finale. New thread will be up soon
Your name is WALTER HARTWELL WHITE. You have just woken up after your 50TH birthday. It's time to go to the hospital.
>>5985211>DISCUSS WITH THE FAMILY. Talk to your family in the car. (+2 WALTER POINTS)>>5985212kek
>>5985211>>PIZZA TIME. You need some comfort food to get over these depressing results. (+1 HEISENBERG POINT)
>>5985211>DISCUSS WITH THE FAMILY. Talk to your family in the car. (+2 WALTER POINTS)>BURGER TIME. You need some comfort food to get over these depressing results. (+1 WALTER POINT)
>>5985211>DISCUSS WITH THE FAMILY. Talk to your family in the car. (+2 WALTER POINTS)
>>5985211>Write-InStart driving like a maniac on your way home.Fuck it, might as well live a little.
One day, while searching the woods for a sparrow to crack with your pocket of stones, you come across a small cave at the base of a mossy hill. It smells like wet stone inside but as you venture deeper, you get whiffs of an odor like the one that hangs over the village cemetery on dry summer days. It is then you see it. There is a man sitting against the cave wall, his legs outstretched. Sleeping, you think. The light from the mouth of cave is not enough to make out his face and hailing him does not rouse him from his slumber. You inch closer. A rusty gauntlet glints from his hand, resting just above his knees. You reach out to shake his shoulder and small mouse jumps out from his head and runs into the darkness making you yelp and jump back. You can make out now a white skull, picked clean of all flesh, and masses of cobwebs in the hollows. A cruel black arrow sticks out from the man's belly. He is most certainly not sleeping.In the other hand, you see a leather scabbard clutched close to the chest. It is with a great effort that you wrench it from the chewed fingers. It is covered in dust and smells vaguely of rat droppings, but the blade inside, when you draw it out, is as sharp and shiny as the day it was forged. You've never seen anything so fine.>What do you do?[ ] Show the blade to your father, it'll surely fetch a fair price at the market, and your family will be glad for the coin.[ ] Hide the blade inside your tunic and present it to the old watchman, Delaney Halfhand. Perhaps he'll teach you how to use it.[ ] Wear the sword on your back and swagger triumphantly to the village well, showing it off to the other boys. You can't wait to see the green in Thomas Bishop's eyes![ ] Other
>>5976923>[ ] The cavaliers of Riverstone would never lie and neither will you. You've always been a straight and honest boy and choose to remain sinless.
>>5976923>The cavaliers of Riverstone would never lie and neither will you. You've always been a straight and honest boy and choose to remain sinless.
>>5976923>[ ] Admit no more than your finding the sword in the woods. It is the truth, after all, and the part which you've left out will not harm anyone.
>>5977082We dindu nuffin after all.
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Old Maple Hill. That’s what they call it, mostly because that’s what you called it, and even then only because it is centered around... Well, a small hill, with an old maple tree, and you were a child, and you never thought it would be the center of an entire community. Funny how things change. Your name is Ezreal Mious Van Houtzmann. ‘Mious’ means ‘wisdom’ in the language of your mother's people, the Sylvan Elves of Dappulyet, whom you may never see or visit again; you can only hope she got your last letter, before you fled your homeland in the pursuit of world peace and personal freedom (it’s a long story). “Van Houztmann” is your human father’s surname... Well, sort of. He was born merely ‘Rudolfo Houtzman’, and seems to have added the ‘van’ and the extra ‘n’ as some form of dramatic flourish. You adopted it much later. It means ‘of the strong men’. Despite all your hereditary strength and wisdom, however, sometimes you feel like a leaf on the wind—a summoned wind, a night-wind, generated by the beating of great wings beating in the unseen dark. Under your stewardship—and that of Izirina and Costella Fanucci, the women whom you love—Old Maple Hill became first a sort of sanctuary and rehabilitation center for those humans of Hawksong—the world’s preeminent metropolis—who had been afflicted by the chimeric plague better known as ‘the dragon-pox'. As a reward for your good works, your trio was granted the hill itself and the land around it was gifted to you in trust, to preserve and protect in the name of the fairy court upon that eponymous hill. After a year-and-a-half abroad—first in homeland and then upon the sacred moon itself!—you returned with divine knowledge of the holy arcane, to share with those grateful and newly-sorcerous subjects of Hawksong who had decided to remain there. Partly this was out of pride, and out of solidarity with Izzy and Costella, and partly due to a sense of responsibility for what you had wrought. More and more, though, you wonder if you really had any say at all... Almost four months ago, you undertook a diplomatic expedition to the Sylvan Realms to rescue the monstrous son of Hawksong’s prince Cosnort—secretly some form of ‘aragonborn antipaladin’ in service to the Gods of Darkness. You hadn’t done this out of any love for those horrid entities, or even the Prince Consort or her majesty Queen Ekaterine, but because you believed it the best way to keep the peace between your peoples. You’d succeeded, but at a great cost.
>>5986290>A larger quantity, possibly for a better bargain straight from the source: ‘The Pretty Kitty’ brothelWe need all the cards on our side.>>5986288>Rudolfo as Carazzi’s instructor / fuckbuddyI suppose it is better than being imprisoned in the sylvan realms. >Pardon the slow writingI get it.>>5986226I might as well say this now. I am getting sick of your shit. I don’t wake up thinking about abortion, have my breakfast with the remains of the unborn as flavoring on my toast while fantasizing about how to best sterilize pajeet or niggers. I don’t joke about that matter. Especially here of all places.Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
>>5986290>A larger quantity, possibly for a better bargain straight from the source: ‘The Pretty Kitty’ brothel
>>5986328>>5986338>did Carazzi have sex with Ruldofo Van Houtzmann[Just to clarify, no, she just jumped him during a 'post-training wrap-up', ended up making out with him, and drained some of his energy before Zith-Zi pulled her off and she seemed to feel remorseful.]>contraceptives and abortifacents[Izzy has some herbs and creams in her trunk.]
>>5986338>I might as well say this now. I am getting sick of your shit.>I don’t wake up thinking about abortion, have my breakfast with the remains of the unborn as flavoring on my toast while fantasizing about how to best sterilize pajeet or niggers. I don’t joke about that matter. Especially here of all places.Look, I just thought it's funny that you were the one bringing abortion from time to time so it seemed like a shtick. It wasn't my intention to make you seem like some edgelord, it's just funny it's something that got repeated a lot.>You even agreed with me once. What happened?continuing what I said, I don't have a problem with you talking about preventive methods, even a harsh one, and that situation was one where preventive methods were needed. Again, the repetition made it seem kinda like a shtick to me, specially since abortion was mentioned and you also suggested looking into surgery or magical alternatives to make tips and the girls infertile while we deal with stuff and possibly restoring it later on. Might be my broken humor taking it to far, but I'm sorry if it seemed like I was making you look like some edgelord or else.>>5986385>[Just to clarify, no, she just jumped him during a 'post-training wrap-up', ended up making out with him, and drained some of his energyalright, that's better. still nasty, but way better if it's just "uncalled" kissing.
>>5986400>the repetition made it seem kinda like a shtick to meThree times. Twice during this thread and once when discussing Carazzi in the last one. I take no pleasure in mentioning it. >specially since abortion was mentioned and you also suggested looking into surgery or magical alternatives to make tips and the girls infertile while we deal with stuff and possibly restoring it later on.Because they are more efficient compared to other forms of contraception. By having both partners sterilized, you reduce the chance by quite a lot, compared to only using one form of contraception (condoms / herbs). That is why I want that option so much. >Might be my broken humor taking it to far, but I'm sorry if it seemed like I was making you look like some edgelord or else.I’ll willing to let the matter rest if you do the same. I don’t want to talk about pregnancy until that is relevant again.
