OH SHIT NIGGA. You are lady Firemane. Of the (formerly) noble house of Fireborn! You were once the greatest wagon racer this side of the kingdom. Sadly due to shenanigans, you lost everything and went into debt with the Adventurer's Guild in order to survive. But then you found the Inexperienced Hero, Ezekiel "Kid" Rutebega ! You took him under your wing to mold him into the hero he's always meant to be: your devoted apprentice (probably)Ezekiel's older brother has started his campaign of destruction, he leads his hordes of undead barbarians to ravage the lands. As members of the guild, your party has went on the quest chain to stop said undead barbarian horde.In pursuit of said barbarian horde, the party is currently going through the SPOOKY FOREST™
>>6355133"A-""No no. She said "Sound OFF". That clearly means keep quiet. You gotta think about this stuff abit, Kiddo"
Rolled 26 (1d100)>>6357285Oh no, I guess Night Knightess was killed by the deer when nobody was looking. That's so sad...just gone, like that.
>>6357294"Hey! That's not what happened!"Sometimes...you can still hear her voice. Ooooh what a tragic fate
Rolled 19 (1d100)>>6357308You should probably start getting back on the car and going back on track to our goal.
>>6357312And so the party heads deeper into the spooky forest. BAck on track for when...OP wakes up later.Hopefully the communist overlords wont have another week of overtime for me when I wake up
Your name is Harold Eadric, and you’ve just signed up for war.You don’t quite know what it is about, but at this point, you will take anything to get out of your village. Years you have been longing to become a man of the world, yet your circumstances have never allowed you to venture much farther than your local village with a name you cannot pronounce. At least you have been able to read stories about the world, and they only made you want to get out of this town more.Sucks then, that your existence up to this point has mostly been concerned with growing wheat. There isn’t much else you can do in this village, really – if you didn’t plough the fields, you’d have a hard time finding anything to eat during winter. So you wasted your childhood away in the drudgery of this eternal routine, just like your father, grandfather and those before him had. All the while, you hoped you’d find a chance to get out. And just as you had recently turned into your eighteenth year, fortune struck."The King is looking for brave men to join the Fight against the treacherous Laumey de Galamad! His men have attacked and slaughtered our people! Answer the King's call and join his armies!"Your family had protested, your mother had cried when you packed your stuff and left the home and fields which had formed the entirety of your existence up until now – it was all in vain. There you were, speaking to the man in his tent; having mentioned your literacy and fitness brought on you by your years in the fields, he now requested… something else? Something else you could do? You already mentioned literacy, didn’t you?
>>6353879>Go straight to the Academy with Evin. She urged you to come with her, as those who arrived early would get to pick their rooms in the dormitory first. You also thought it might be practical to learn something about your future role in the army.
>>6353879>>Stay with your group, which was going to see the sights while having gotten some pocket hush-money from a soldier who wanted to hide the embarrassment of yesterday’s debacle from his wife. It might not be as educative, but you were sure you were going to have a good time with them.
>>6353879>Go see the sights in the city. This was the biggest locality you had been to yet, and you had read that this was one of the grand cities of the realm. If you wanted to maintain a travel log, this would be one of the places you would definitely have to write something aboutI want to know more about the city.
>>6353895>>6354127>>6354180>>6354332Thank you all for voting. Unfortunately, I won't be able to continue writing for the foreseeable future. The curse has struck, and I'm stuck with a respiratory illness that barely lets me breathe, let alone sleep. I started this one-shot intending for it to be over by the end of my winter break (as I don't have the time in my regular schedule to write up entries), but I don't think this will have blown over by then. I'll continue this in another thread someday when I have both time and health on my side.My honest excuses for all of this. I promise to come back and finish it whenever I can - I did not intend to lead you all on with the start of Harold's story without giving it a satisfying conclusion.I'll see you all again at an (unspecified) later date. I hope you enjoyed it all so far.
>>6354682Here's the archival link, if anyone's interested.https://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive.html?tags=Valcanville
Grand Zen-Oh, the omni king and ruler of the omniverse has declared there will be a massive tournament to be held in his honor. A grand affair between several universes, each battling it out for the very right to exist. And at the forefront of this grand spectacle will be the Saiyans of Universe 7, who Grand Zen-Oh has grown fond of watching battle. Twenty eight years ago, the Saiyan race were annexed into the PTO as just another race, one of many sent to conquer other worlds. Now, the Saiyans are widely regarded as the strongest warrior race in the entire Seventh Universe, defenders of the PTO led by their strongest, the “Dragon of New Salda” General Karn and his family.You the players will (most often) control Karn. A man who has grown from his lowly beginnings as a Saiyan Brawler with a sub-3000 powerlevel in Age 733 to become not only the strongest Saiyan of his time at AGE 759, but also personal friend to the former emperor Lord Freeza, father to well over a dozen powerful and unique children, a mentor and teacher to his fellow Saiyans, and the best hope for his universe's continued survival. No one warrior can hope to battle eight other universes' strongest fighters alone and hope to prevail, one man's power and skill won't be enough to overcome the looming threat of extermination. But this coming battle will be the ultimate test of how you've lived your life until now, the choices you made not only for yourself, but for the fate of your entire universe.Character sheets and other info: https://controlc.com/46ec566dhttps://pastebin.com/u/GrandDragonQMArchive:http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive.html?searchall=Saiyan+Conqueror+QuestHelp fund quest art commissions and get exclusive side stories as well as artwork by joining the patreon for only $1/month at https://www.patreon.com/GrandDragonQMQuest rules are as follows(unless otherwise noted):>30 minute vote times>Pick ONLY ONE option when votingComment too long. Click here to view the full text.
>>6352606>Reminder that the only planet still under Freeza's control in the PTO is New Salda. Cooler controls the entire rest of the PTO, but the Saiyans are still Freeza's.That is great that it remained this way. Honestly I hope he never gives up that to Cooler.>>6353415>With your own wife and children, a village you protect, and even a whole world given to you by Freeza that you call your own. And, yet...Would Freeza want to be boss of also this world?>>6353416>One who's power feels... Different. It reminds you of your mother and older sister's godly powers, but there's something else to it too. And, just like your father the red-robed figure can seemingly sense you looking, and turns.I knew he was real. I knew it.>>6353420>And there, inside the carefully-prepared box, is what looks like a small handheld mirror wrapped in silver with the word “Erised” carved in the top.Fascinating that it exists in this universe. Which means other things from Hogwarts can exist as well. This opens so many interesting possibilities.>Epilogue End-Very good epilogue. I guess this is a life changing moment for Chilli.>>6353871Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
>>6353982Freeza knows his brother's personal history and former vendetta with the Saiyans, and doesn't want to risk any conflicts.No. That world IS Chilli's. Just like Aku's planets are his, or anyone else who bought a planet from the PTO.He is real if you believe.There are a lot of magical artifacts scattered across the Seventh. Just ask Cold.We'll see how it changes him, going forward.>Visit in Universe 6Do you really think it'd be anything so simple? Or straightforward?
>>6354068>No. That world IS Chilli's. Just like Aku's planets are his, or anyone else who bought a planet from the PTO.Okay. That's great too.>Do you really think it'd be anything so simple? Or straightforward?Honestly no, but how to call it? Let's think about it. In the Tournament of Power:>Karn won, >Meloka won, >Chaya won, >Chili won,>Caulifa won,>Freeza won,>Cooler won, >Ginyu won,>Plastic Man won, >Rimuru won Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
What the fuck did I miss last night? Also soon.>>6354231Yes, Freeza planned that well ahead of time.We'll see.Got rolled into the Christmas celebrations for them.
It's time! The new arc begins now! Are you ready for some Sinister Schemes?>>6354269
It's March 1945, you hear about a job in a kind of ‘secret city.’ You don't know what the hell these people are talking about, but it looks promising, even too good to be true. Still, you don't have much to lose after the Great War, so you take the opportunity. After going through a lot of paperwork and a few other things, in less than a week you're put on a ship with no name and no clear destination. They just told you, ‘It's in the middle of the sea.’Less than two weeks ago, you were a poor idiot living on the bare minimum, and now you're still a poor idiot, but now you're on a ship heading for ‘the city of the future’. You'd heard of its founder, Andrew Ryan, a rather unique man who was quite crazy about his ideals, which is nothing new in this world.A couple of shitty days go by. You weren't used to such long boat trips, but you forced yourself to get used to it. The food on the boat is shit, but at least it's better than whatever you could scavenge from the rubbish. One cold morning, you've lost track of time, sleeping in rooms the size of mouse holes, crammed in with a few other poor idiots like you, seeking a future in an uncertain city. A bell begins to ring, and the ship's crew start shouting announcements: "We've arrived!’ You look out the window and all you can see is sea as far as the eye can see. You run with the crowd to the upper deck.The crew continue to shout ‘we have arrived’. This is when you see it: an enormous lighthouse, a huge tower, an effigy in the middle of the gigantic and infinite ocean, a shining golden tower rising above the waves. A submarine appears out of nowhere from the darkness of the ocean, and the ship's officers make preparations to board the submarine.
>>6354707I didn't even play the games, just watched a gameplay like a decade ago haha...
>>6354711it's okay , now i have a an excuse to play bioshock 2 again .
>>6354694>just spend the morning with Ilona.
>>6354694>buy something (go to the shops and browse)Invite Ilona along with us, we want to tell her about our engineering workshop, and we want her to teach us about the shopping district.
A Tale From The World Of FrostpunkThe year is 1909, and the Great Frost hangs over the heads of every living man, woman and child. In the previous decade, global temperatures dropped to an unsustainable point, and the geopolitical landscape of Earth was changed forever. Mass refugee crises. Starvation. Hypothermia and frostbite. War. Nobody survived unscathed, and billions perished in the chaos. Many of those that survived huddled around grand Generators, built by hundreds of engineers, acting as mechanical monuments to warmth and survival. Others sought out bold new technological developments, endlessly-running trains, subterranean colonies and grand zeppelins flying above the clouds. But for the majority, there were the Generators.You never knew the world before, having been one of the “Frostborn” — those that felt their first breath of air in this icy world. Your parents were British refugees, fleeing north from Newcastle with thousands of others. Things were very hard growing up, and you feel strange absences in your memory, repressed parts of your youth locked away by your developing brain. Mum and Dad always told you that the less was said about the White Years, the better. That was the worst time, you’ve gathered.Since then, many cities have fallen, crushed beneath instability, lack of resources or sickness. Others have developed into busy, industrious centres that now begin to hesitantly chart out the Frostlands beyond just the immediate scope of their perimeter. Your own city, Beacon, is one of the latter.
>>6350248>Make your opinion known: this is absolutely NOT your field of expertise.
>>6350248>>Try to politely decline, if you can.
>>6350248>Make your opinion known: this is absolutely NOT your field of expertise.Girl, we stare at machines and schematics most of the time, fiction is NOT that.
>>6350248>>Make your opinion known: this is absolutely NOT your field of expertise.
>>6350248(Enjoy your Christmas! Quest continues on Boxing Day!)
>be you>be at the edge of the world>your people are finished>the last great city is a sinking husk behind you>the Old King is dead, choked on his own prophecies>the crown is in your pack, heavy with failure>ahead lies only the Black Sands, a sea of ash under a dying sun>the scrolls say nothing lives there>the scrolls were wrong>something is moving in the ash, and it has seen you>the survivors at your back are silent, waiting>choose
>>6351304>“We know the toll. Here is a life, willingly given.” You gesture to Vanatu.Are we gonna go back for the rest of the group? I don't feel like it's smart to split up in such hostile territory, we should keep all our warriors together, which we can't do if we have to leave some with the citizenry. Merry Christmas QM!
>>6351304> “I am Ember, heir to the Sunken Throne. The Border Ghoul sent me to the Ash King. The treaty is between our peoples. Stand aside.”>>6351305After we've renegotiated this treaty we'll return to our people. They aren't coming with us to the king. I doubt the logistics of moving four and a half thousand souls to the most barren part of the desert will hold up. They need to stay near water.
>>6351307Yeah but if we aren't with them we can't make decisions about how to protect them, they could all die before we return?
>>6351304>“I am Ember, heir to the Sunken Throne. The Border Ghoul sent me to the Ash King. The treaty is between our peoples. Stand aside.”Should it press, then the sacrifice, I suppose.I too dislike splitting from our people, though perhaps it is warranted.
>>6351304>“I am Ember, heir to the Sunken Throne. The Border Ghoul sent me to the Ash King. The treaty is between our peoples. Stand aside.”
Spring, 200X. Evening._______There is a ringing behind your ears. Your senses are dulled, and are wrestling with an internal static preventing you from regaining your grip on reality. For a moment you are stunned into forgetting the where and the why of the drama: that is what happens when you get caught in an explosion. Before numbness invaded your system a mysterious force smashed into the walls of your school. A villain appeared. You could never have predicted a villain showing up in your town of Hauteville.You and your class had little time to react. The entity collided with the building at lightning speed; demolishing one side of the school a flashy figure appeared. A rogue magical girl.The floor offers stability for your hands and knees to rely on, currently the most reliable object for support. The fuzz in your head vanishes at a snail's pace as teenagers scream in the chaos."This is revenge! I'm sick of being looked down upon! You only have yourselves to blame!" the magical girl reasons. She looks familiar. There must be some sort of supernatural barrier from being recognized; but her looks and tone invoke a visceral response to your psyche. "Where is she!?"Clarity of mind returns little by little while the magical girl sows destruction. You also feel a mysterious energy inside you as well. Is it the sensation of your life in peril? Or something more?One of the first shards of clarity returns: your name is Gana. In this world, there are good magical girls and bad magical girls with monsters in between.Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
>>6349642I'm surprised that's the winning option and not 1 & 2. those at least have either scalling or versatility while 3 is only a passive boost that I doubt even at this early stage is better than the others
>>6348790>Saragossa Protocol. You can breach the identity protection of magical girls, and even identify them in civilian form.sounds like the most fun for this kind of questAltaripa is just plain boring and Mayence is sorta redundant because we're already a psycho bully bitch metaphorically feeding on the suffering of others
OP ?
belated merry christmas
Belated Happy New Year as well
Your sprained ankle barely carrying you. The dull throbbing pain in your head at least numbs the pain in your shoulder and forearms. Though it does little to quell the pain in your side from your broken ribs. You glance over to the group of people behind you. Dressed in black school uniforms, roughly a dozen of them.They are all standing roughly ten-fifteen feet behind you. Looking at you with hate, and some fear in their eyes. They are clumped up together like posing for a group photo, and do not advance on you. Even though they've been kicking the hell out of you a minute ago. Then a long shadow descended from the direction the sun was setting, and covered you all. Forcing them to back off as if something physically pushed them away."Go on! Get out of here!" their leader yells, but does not cross the long shadow.Whatever curses leave your mouth, they are barely a whisper, you cough as you continue. Away from them, away from your home. Following the distant figure that casts that long shadow.You look down upon yourself, and verify that your strongest asset is still there, surviving the battering.>Your fist, you always had the meanest right punch>Your leg, it started with kicking ball and soon it became kicking people>Your abs, rock hard and keeping your organs mostly protected, helping stamina >Write-in
>>6353847>C) Crawl closer to the boarded up windows and see what it is.
Writing.
>>6353887>>6354112"Psst, where are you going?!" Martin hisses at you in a very subdued manner."I gotta see what's going on." you reply, carefully moving beneath the level of the window, while the sounds do not cease. Getting close, you peek over the windowsill in a hole that's missing from one of the boards.Beneath the light of the streetlamps you see them. They can be mistaken for bald, pale humans if one looks at them from a distance, seeing only their head and shoulders. From this close you can see the long hunched, almost crouched stance, and their disproportionately long fingers with clawed tips.There are four of them circling around a person, 20 yards away. Making a cacophony of gurgling sounds as they snap their sharp teeth at the man, who has his back against the light, making him hard to see.One of the pale figures gets too close in their feral intimidation, and the man springs forth with a yell. For an instant, you can see a flash of silver between his fingers, but they are too far apart to hold any weapon. It's over the moment you see it, and the monster falls on the ground, head split. Now that your eyes are drawn to it, you see three more of them lying around with similar wounds.You don't have much time to look at, as the man changed his position and now you can see him fully. He is wearing long brown robes, and a lighter sash, but his clothing is not really in focus, as his most striking feature is his face.He has the smooth, polished head of an ant. Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
>>6355084>A) Look for a job
The cold, crisp air of the surrounding environment chills you to the core. The city looks so different from above, the streetlights appearing like stars from below as you scale the sleek, ebony, dimly lit skyscraper. "Reaper, do you read me? A calm and monotone voice buzzes through your earpiece. You sigh, the effort of scaling the building slowly wearing down even on your trained muscles. Holding the earpiece with a single finger as you hang off the building with your other hand suctioned on you press down on the auditory device."I read you, Crow. This important?" You ask, only managing to mask the exhaustion in your tone very slightly. The voice on the other side tries to stifle a chuckle, "You're nearing the entry point on the 60th floor, systems picking up multiple readings on the floor just above you. Remember.. our client wants this done quietly, you grab the USB from the floor above, get back to the breached entry, get the fuck out, preferably with no unnecessary casualties. You understanding me?" The masculine voice asks. You look up, spotting the cut window still intact with it's frame you race up the remaining little bit of the building you have left. You press your hand against the window and.. CLICKThe window comes out of the frame, your one suctioned hand sticking to it, stopping it from falling to the ground and alerting someone. You slip inside the building from the breached point and take off your climbing gear, placing everything in your black duffle bag hanging off your side. Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
>>6348768>Where's Spyder? Normally the sneaky stuff fires her up. Why's she not doing this gig?
>>6348768>Give me a rundown of the details for this job, Crow
>>6348768>So.. what DO we know about the client who hired us
>>6348768>Give me a rundown of the details for this job, CrowEyes on the prize
>>6348768>>Give me a rundown of the details for this job, Crow
It’s when I’m contemplating the optimal way of wasting my life away that there’s a knock on my office door.“Come in,” I grumble, threading the slightest bit of power to the sigil on my left pointer. You can never be too cautious.The door swings open, and in steps a woman wearing a sundress with enough color to give me an instant headache. I note she has four arms, four eyes, and skin leaning on a purple hue. Must be some type of Arachne, then, but the specifics of her parentage aren’t exactly my problem. She steps right up to my desk, fearless, and graces me with a smile rife with one too many fangs.I thread just a teensy, tiny bit more power into my defenses. Just in case.“Hullo, mister wizard!” The woman says in a voice a touch shriller than I expected. “My name’s Gina, I saw the papers you placed around town regarding your services, and I wish I could’ve greeted you earlier, oh, but I’ve been so busy the last week. I adore new arrivals, and magic, and–”“Yeah, hello to you too.” I wave a hand to stop her rambling before it splits my poor head open. “You got a magic problem that needs fixing, or…?” I stare up at her.Gina pauses for a moment, brain rebooting - if she even has one - and smiles wider. “Oh, yes, yes indeed I do! You see, there’s been something strange happening! I run a clothing shop down the street, and I’ve been hearing the strangest noises. It’s like something’s scampering around, and no matter how hard I try, I can’t even catch a glimpse of whatever it might be. I’m worried something sinister might be stalking around. Is it possible your magic might be able to sniff out the perpetrator? I can pay!”A rat? Is that what she wants me to deal with; a wizard, formerly of the Star Circle, reduced to dealing with rodents? I briefly wonder what my mentor would think of me now… if they even deigned to think of me at all after the incident.Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
>>6348259>I tell the truth and say I don’t. I tell her I’m new in town and want to greet the mayor.Mention that we are a wizard, that puts us on the important people list.
>>6348259>>I ignore her completely and walk past her towards the stairs at the back. Dealing with this only wastes time. It’s not like a secretary is gonna kick my ass.
>>6348259>I tell the truth and say I don’t. I tell her I’m new in town and want to greet the mayor.We clearly have no sense of prudence, so we might as well.
>>6348375I have faith in OP after how well the “turn all their clothes into pitch” write in was handled. Seems to be a good enough QM to not hit us with trap options in the first arc when we’re still figuring out the setting. Prudence has nothing to do with it.
>>6348259>>I tell the truth and say I don’t. I tell her I’m new in town and want to greet the mayor.
You are a DUCK. You live a good life and enjoy a diet of worms, pondweed, amphibians, seeds, and of course, the occasional spattering of bread.Life has been slow at the pond.>What do?
>>6350369>FLY FLY FLY
Ducky!
>>6350369>Despite your best instincts, try and fight.
>>6350369Maybe we can be a cool fighting duck someday>Despite your best instincts, try and fight.
>>6350369>Despite your best instincts, try and fight
>AI Overview>Community theater quotes capture the passion, humor, and unique challenges of local stagecraft, focusing on shared human experience, the magic of collaboration, and the joy of live performance, with lines like "The play was a great success, but the audience was a disaster" (often attributed to Oscar Wilde) or "Love the art in yourself, not yourself in the art" (Julie Theobald) highlighting the dedication and quirks of the scene. You love these 85IQ simps. You're the new director for the local catlic theater. Ever since you were a kid, I mean, you're still a kid because where you are, you've got to be 65 to be not a kid. But anyways, ever since you were a kid, you've participated in all the theater stuffs every season without fail. Mostly at your same local theater, but also the summer camps and your college degree, and now it's finally happened, you've been chosen to be the new director. Who even are you?>Garry Hermano>Cunty McCuntface>Sophy Artho>Steven Johnguy>Jeff Joo
>>6347129>Garry HermanoThis guy has a good range of experience, and is one of the only two characters with an actual education in directing.
>>6347320>one of the only twoone of the three*
I have nothing to add, except that I'll lurk for now.
It's been almost two weeks, has a decision been made?Yes, it's finally been made. We had alot of things to consider, but we're pretty sure we've made the best decision. The new director will beSophy and Garry.Two directors? Well, not at the same time. But they'll both get to choose and direct individually. Is Steven Johnguy upset?No, of course not, he'll probably get the leads again. Lets announce the decision to everyone.
>>6352080Go on, introduce yourselves."Hello, everyone. If you don't know, I'm Sophy and this is Garry, and we're going to be the new directors! I have lots of ideas of the kinds of scenes you guys want to perform. I want to direct a rape scene, and with your guys' performing, it will be more realistic and engaging. I haven't decided yet if we're going to make a new play or do one that already has one in it, but we're definitely going to do a rape scene. It will probably involve Cunty, but who knows who else! It could be Steven or someone who's lurking that you don't even expect! I'm really looking forward to this year!""Oh dear, I'm Garry, I'm really looking forward to work with you guys. I'm planning on directing things that have already been critically acclaimed and successful that will be a really good experience for everyone. Most of you haven't done book of mormon or wicked, and I think that's a really good place to start, instead of opera or whatever."
>It is January 24th of the Year 71 of the Cosmic Era>Previous Thread:>>6321520>Thread Archive:https://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive.html?searchall=Errant+comet>Tip Jars: If you enjoy the writing, consider sparing some dimes if you're able.>patreon.com/Maxwelllallwell>ko-fi.com/maxwelllallwellFrieden Moon, The Mind-Killer. Black-Band pilot of ZAFT. Has found himself participating in a covert infiltration of the Atlantic Federation's G-Project using his background as a former EA pilot... Though unfortunately caught in the crossfire of ZAFT's operation to steal the Mobile Weapons in Heliopolis Colony. A deceived partner uncovers a secret of the Nation of ORB. Which now lays on Frieden's own hands to pilot.
>>6356227>>6344652Heliopolis has fallen. The ORB colony joining the many, many scars upon Space perpetuated by the Bloody Valentines War.Yet, from its Ashes and fragments, a Legend begins to wake, Soon to change the destiny amongst the stars of the whole earth sphereAn Errant Comet, having begun its flight. Now sighted to light the way towards the Future of the Cosmic Era[ Allan Parsec has joined the Archangel Crew, Amado Koa is MiA, Mayano Arisman has joined the Crew of the Nemo ]
>>6356230Were we close at all to stopping the colony from destruction? This mission was really difficult.
>>6356321Indeed. I'm also curious
>>6356321>>6356420A lot of the damage that Heliopolis had gotten in canon came from the fact the Archangel was pincered by D-Type mobile suits and had to use its weaponry within the colony to defend itself... Well than and indiscriminate fire from Miguel as well, which went unmitigated in this scenario.At least, in a way, the Archangel getting beaten up far worse than it did in Canon has made the situation far more dire to them but Heliopolis was as good as destroyed from the moment the Le Creuset Squad failed to capture the Strike
>>6344652New Thread up!>>6357021>>6357021>>6357021
(THIS QUEST'S CANON IGNORES THE EXISTENCE OF OTHER M, PRIME 4: BEYOND, AND CERTAIN PROMOTIONAL MATERIALS COMPLETELY)The year is 2XX1. In the wake of the Carrion Wars two years prior, the Galactic Federation has shattered completely. After the Civil War For Human Supremacy, the Galactic Federation was divided in two. The ousted old guard who welcomed aliens among it's ranks and leadership, and the new Federation for a new age. Many sweeping changes have happened as of late, the Federation now has a strict no aliens allowed policy for recruitment, combat, and leadership, the only exceptions being contracted bounty hunters.Just five months ago, our best soldier, Samus Aran, the sole inheritor of the now-extinct Chozo's technology, secrets and power suit betrayed the Federation and went AWOL when assigned to destroy a weapon of mass destruction being built by old guard insurgents along with their leaders. Her power suit has technology and equipment beyond anything we can comprehend, let alone assign to our troops, so this is an unacceptable loss. She must be found, brought to justice for her crimes, and stripped of her Chozo technology and secrets.This is where we are sending out an open invitation on DarkCommNet to FOUR bounty hunters, regardless of species or affiliation, to take on this mission of utmost importance. Your mission; travel to Kriken space, where there are rumors of a bounty hunter with a power suit and technology matching the description of Samus Aran has been taking contracts, many of which involve illicit activities and in some cases, assassination, and making a name for herself as "the hunter". We want her brought in dead or alive, and outside of Kriken Space. In the case of the former, please ensure that her corpse is intact enough to ensure the retrieval of genetic and organ materials. We cannot give you access to military support or formal supplies on your mission to Kriken space, as they are highly territorial, aggressive, and will declare war if Federation involvement is suspected, which we cannot afford with our current resources after the Carrion Wars. We can, however, ensure a handsome reward of nontaxed Galactic Standard Credits, as well as a blanket pardon for any past and future crimes committed.Please fill out the application below if you are of interest:>Name>AgeComment too long. Click here to view the full text.
>>6346516He's just writing out the lorepost. Trust the plan.
>>6346516QM kinda dipped. My dumbass decided to post this my finals week not realizing I wouldn't have free time until like the 18th so there's that.This post WILL be back at some point, but consider it to be formally abandoned until after then.I owe you all an apology, I considered that maybe I shouldn't have posted this so soon
>>6347451You're the QM?
>>6347451No sweat at all! Just glad you swung back in to give us some context. I'm down to wait if you're still game to run! Haven't seen any Metroid stuff on /qst/ in ages
>>6347451Cheers m80
A world that grows only where you walk. Where you live.---This is an experimental RPG thread.Every player receives an individual story, a personal starting point, and a mission crafted around the character they create.Because this is a test run, rare resets may happen, but I will do everything I can to avoid them.Only 6 slots are available.---Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
>>6346240Perhaps you should go back 2 Reddit and tell them of your epic burn on the AI chuds?
[[Hello again, I'm alive. I'm having a turbulent day today. I was lucky to be able to continue now, My new neighbor lent me his Wi-Fi. Long story short.]][[Before continuing with the runs, I need to clarify several of the meta posts that were left pending.]]>>6345999[[I understand your concern. Since I met you, I've noticed that you're a guy who tries to explore what's possible and what's not. You have my full support for that. The premise of my world is to give you as close to free will as possible. But with that comes the weight of responsibility and consequences. You can try whatever you want, literally anything you want. You can start an unjustifiable massacre, you can start hunting down characters, simply because you want to. I'm not going to stop that. I'll simply narrate the consequences, but I can't guarantee you'll like them. I won't act in bad faith towards you; I'll just be brutally realistic, it's different. But if I may say so, I'm very proud to have had you as a player, even if you never participate again, I learned valuable things from you. I had to make drastic changes to my machine simply because you were playing intensely on it. That was wonderful. I hope that from now on I can implement even more.]]>>6346025>dice rolling system[[I didn't mention it, but at any point in the game you can request any type of roll as many times as you want, as long as you have a well-founded justification for each one. They will be subject to evaluation, but in practice I am certain that all your requests will be approved.]]>regions and NPCs[[They're already predefined. Biomes, culture, population, but it's all blank. They exist, but they're gradually coming to life through your actions. For example, I already had a prince with a family, kingdom, and location, but that was all. Then someone with my registration "did something" with him, and now he has this mark, and this prince, technically speaking, It belongs intimately to this player. And now, with the context created, I can feed this prince lore without mercy. The people around him now exist within a context created by that player. I currently have a story based on pre-defined goals for this character to follow. This is literally his life's journey. That's what he exists for, after all, his player wanted it that way.]]Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
>>6346026[[I've been thinking a lot about this post. I confess that looking at it now, I needed the time I spent getting here just to reflect on what you said and give you an appropriate response, even if you're not there to read. Out of respect for your disapproval of the superficiality that ChatGPT brings to my words, I will only use Google Translate in this post.]]>about not being able[[The only thing I can't do competently is narrate in English, because I don't know how to speak English. It sounds strange, but I'm at a stage of learning where I can only read and listen, but I can't express myself properly, let alone narrate. The most I can do is narrate and then translate with a translator, but even then it will sound awful. In that respect, there's no way I can even argue against it.]][[I can count on my fingers how many times I've been a gm, but I've lost count of how many times I've played. And every time I play, Especially when I create something new adapted to my system, it stays in my head as a learning experience. So I go on and on, creating entire villages in my head with just one character that I create. One thing I can say with authority is that being a gm is for those who enjoy it, because it's not easy at all. If you are committed to bringing an experience to your players, you will have struggles. I feel the weight when you represent them in your actions, just as it offends me because it's as if I were against it, as if I were a cancer that competes with and tramples those who deserve space. But I have no intention of stopping. What I can do is learn English and try to create 100% personal narrations, using the system to facilitate immersion in the world. Putting an ID into an individual player's head so they can play however they want without worrying about destroying the world or my head is something that ChatGPT provides me with.]][[Know that I understand your premise and that I will use your message to one day actually narrate 100% organically and without a translator, just don't expect that to happen today. Not in this robust and complex system.]]
>>6346263>>6346271[[You know, I wish you'd just been up front about being ESL, I know a lot of anons here are assholes about that but I can understand why it might make you feel insecure or want to rely on ChatGPT. I would still rather bounce, I need to focus on my own quests I'm running anyways, it is hard like you said. You've got my very express permission to use Horatio as an NPC, I hope you do something interesting with him and he becomes a memorable part of your world.]]
>>6346140[[If you change your mind, your adventure will be here.Since, despite your disappointment in me, you've genuinely shown interest and enthusiasm in my work, please tell me, the only thing that bothers you is the fact that I use AI to narrate for me? If not, what else could I be doing to redeem myself?]]>>6346234[[Your work is very good, and I'm interested in going on an adventure that includes you in the world. The problem is that I'm not prepared to deal with other races; it's going to be a tremendous culture shock, even if I establish 100% tolerance between races (which it wouldn't be so interesting in my opinion). I don't want to dismiss anything you've posted; I can imagine a whole world inside your head just waiting to be extracted and used here, but I need your help to understand what you mean by "elf." What is your basic understanding of what an elf is? Where do you draw your inspiration from?]]>>6346419[[Nah, your character has a lot of potential and can do a lot more. I can create NPCs, and you are the soul of Horatio, and as honored as I would be to use you as an NPC, I simply want to see him alive, doing things that go beyond my perspective and control. We just get started. My biggest mistake and disrespect was not creating my own NPCs to bring your journey to life, something I corrected that day but haven't had time to narrate the continuation yet. I studied tribes, the influences of the season on the environment, and I did some simulations just so you wouldn't feel abandoned in a void without existence. Even if you don't come back, you added a lot to my life and I will always be grateful for knowing Horatio.]]
