Pick race and location. I'll try to update daily at least.
>>6375717>>6375824"You want proof," you say. "I'll get you proof. But I need more than just directions."Tanner's good eye narrows."I need your best warriors to help with the ambush. And your spies. The ones who know when the watch changes, which guards are lazy, which paths are blind. I hit that shipment, I hit it right, or I don't hit it at all."He's quiet. You can see him weighing it, trust versus caution, hope versus survival."You're asking a lot," he says finally."I'm offering a lot."Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
Rolled 91, 94, 28 = 213 (3d100)>>6375935Inside:Pieces of armor. Not Phoenixian make, foreign, ornate, covered in script you don't recognize. Gold inlay. Intricate patterns. Too fine for common soldiers. Maybe ceremonial.A massive red gem. Big as your fist. Pulses with faint light from within. Warm to the touch. Not a ruby, something else. Something that feels old.A dozen clay tablets. Covered in dense, tiny script. Language you've never seen.A stack of books. Leather-bound. Some newer, some ancient. More unknown script.And a stone casket.Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
>>6375939Hmm... >Suggest you need more information before attacking a whole port city.Our men are strong but few. Best to use them with the utmost precision.
>>6375981Another factor here to consider is that we and our targets are both immortal. We lose nothing but momentum by waiting for information. If the situation turns out not to be to our advantage, we can just leave and hit another immortal.
>>6375939>> Agree. Burn New Dawn. Hit them hard, hit them fast.What if we smuggled our undead into the city? They could even walk underwater. They would start biting the citizens, and unleashed a ghoulpocalypse in city.
The past few months had been rough. Your severance package turned out to be worthless in the wake of post war inflation, and even in one of the supposed seats of Pact Joint Command you couldn't find a stable job. Trying find work outside the Pact was nearly impossible with how destroyed your reputation was with the Raihan Empire.One drink turned to three quickly, and soon you were telling anyone who would listen about the hardships. The undue, unjust, and entirely of no fault of your own, hardships.---Make a choice. You are currently a little buzzed, but a few more drinks shouldn't hurt.>Complain about having to moonlight in the pharmaceutical industry, and getting no thanks. A bump couldn't hurt.>Decry the squalid living conditions you've had to endure, despite your charitable work at the local clinics. Pound one.>Rail against Solei, who is an unimaginative prick. Take a shot.
>>6391719You broke the news to the Saurian as carefully as possible, informing him that there would be optimizations for his ships due to a new order which could not be ignored. You told him that his clan would be gainfully employed harvesting raw material and paid in proper credits. He looked at you for a moment and spoke. "Games." That was Magnavax's response to your thoughtfully worded heads up that production of his ships would be delayed. "Why games?" The Saurian responded, his translator competing with the bass rumble of his true voice. "Recompense. As much as can be asked in my position". AR images bombard you with Saurian script and pictures of historic games; Go, Fangqi, Xiangqi, Chaturanga, Petteia. He had really done his research. "Games to train, to learn. Business is war by another means. Games will teach business."You weren't exactly sure that Magnavax was aware of how vague that sentiment was, but you also weren't about to turn down such an easy way to resolve the matter. "Very well. We will discuss "Games" after my business negotiations." He nodded at that, and left.--Ruhi was pleasant company on the short shuttle ride to Hyron's ship, a Glory-S this time. She always charmed but kept the details of her personal life to a minimum, and in turn asked little of your current state. The corridors of the Glory were familiar to you at this point; stately, a bit archaic in layout, but functional. An armed contingent of Noto's own guard escorted you to a well furnished stateroom. Wood, plush carpeting, fragrant oud burned somewhere out of sight. "Fantastic! You both made it!" Hyron was genuinely pleased to see you, his manservant had already seated you and Admiral Ruhi, bringing out glasses of Armagnac and...almond stuffed dates. You wasted no time in consumption, an active mind needed to be fueled, sometimes frequently. Ruhi only nibbled lightly on a date and nursed her drink, observing the room. "Why so demure? live a little." He looked at her for a moment before she looked into her lap. "I'm entertained. I just wait for the show to begin." her hands made a halfhearted flourish in your direction. Just like that, Hyron's attention was fixed on you causing an abrupt swallow of half chewed dates and almonds. It wouldn't go down. You were choking, he knew it, you knew he knew it. You pounded the entire glass of Armagnac, the liquid's alcohol burn turning to pleasant heat and vapors that cleared your sinus cavity. "Well then, let us begin." Hyron's staff dimmed the room without being asked. Soon your holographic display of the mining ship was present.3/4
>>6391721The ship was thoroughly picked apart over the next several hours. Hyron apparently felt the other states within the Pact were plotting against him, paranoid or not he wanted something of a show of force. When you presented the mining beam, that sold him. He just wanted the entire ship militarized and capable of repeated firings. It only necessitated an entire redesign, one that was costly. He proved unconcerned, and had recently sold the transport fleet to one MassEx, turning a tidy profit in the process. Strong cognac was the only drink provided, and everyone present was red in the face from it. "I reason, if you finish that hyperdrive project soon enough, the ships may be obsolete for our needs. Wise, no?" Hyron wobbled slightly in his chair. Planting your cane into the supple carpet you pushed yourself up and gave the lord a military salute. "To the greatest mind of Noto!" You were born in Shima after all. Hyron raised a glass in mock toast. "Here here, Glasner." Ruhi just looked away slightly, covering her lower face with a hand, snickering. "Yes, to you...Glassy." The Lord of Noto lit up at that. "Glassy!" You hid the surprise well, unsure if that was a reference to Kryska or not. "Glassy, you can do this for me yes? You can make Noto mighty again, will you not?" He staggered and grinned. Of course you agreed.--Captive as you and Ruhi were, eventually the evening came to an end. "As much as it pains me, friends, I must retire, and your shuttle awaits. Admiral Ruhi, if you so deign, my ship has space for this evening."Choose:>"Actually, the Admiral and I have further business to discuss on Ex-Nihilo.">Stay silent.
>6391723
>>6391723>Stay silent.Oops
>>6391723>"Actually, the Admiral and I have further business to discuss on Ex-Nihilo."
"There are more things in Heaven and Earth, Horatio, than are dreamt of in your philosophy"- HamletThe 20th century was a turbulent time for the human race. Wars, weapons, and atrocities beyond imagination occupied that hundred years, making an indelible mark upon the history of the human race. Discoveries and inventions, both good and wicked, propelled human society to new heights of technology, knowledge, and power. Yet as man's mastery over the Earth grew stronger, a sobering discovery was made. The human race would find that perhaps they were not so much in control of the natural world as they had hoped, and that the sciences and discoveries that could propel the species to new heights could also bring about its undoing.It began with an incident in London in 1925, when a live Brontosaurus was supposedly brought to the city, only to rampage and escape. The story was covered up, evidence suppressed, and most believed it to be nothing more than a tall tale. Then, in 1933, the world would be changed forever.Filmmaker Carl Denham and his crew returned from a voyage to a far-off island with "The Eight Wonder of the World", King Kong, a gigantic ape the size of a large dinosaur. The creature escaped captivity and rampaged throughout New York before being gunned down atop the Empire State Building. Kong would not be the last monster to terrorize the United States over the decades. The ferocious Rhedosaurus terrorized New York in 1953, and the United States would face threats ranging from giant insects to giant octopi.
>>6383263I don't think a 1 day tie was the reason for it, specially when he rolled on ties before
>>6382296+1
Where are you, OP ?
Bros...
>>6391369It's over.
You are Marnie, a 16 year old girl living in a digital ark known as City 87-O. All your life, you've wanted to leave, and just recently, you've come close. Along with your Digimon partner, Phascomon, you climbed the Tower at the center of the City and came close to exiting through the spinning vortex that serves as the only way out. Alas, your plan went awry, and the City's ultimate guardian thwarted your greatest dream. The shock and desperation pushed you to overexert your partner, triggering a Dark Digivolution that he only barely survived. With your partner wounded from the attempt, and your friendship frayed from the stress you put him through, you've only just began to set things right again. Now, with your strength greatly diminished, you're continuing your journey with fresh eyes. This time, you'll climb the Tower and escape this stifling playpen. This time, you won't lose sight of what matters. This time, for sure, you and your partner will finally be free.==Thread 1:https://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive/2025/6216903/Thread 2:https://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive/2025/6254189/Thread 3:Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
>>6391489+1We did all we could. Also Marnie learning how to better shoot Oro Salmon could be interesting in a climax if Marnie needs to do that again, echoing what she had to do during the Dogs base raid
>>6391481>Doc places the W4rp.tool in front of you. It takes the form of a primitive-looking dome on the end of a stick. Kek, a plunger?>>6391485>Ask Phascomon what Mega it is he wants to become, when we're out in the Digital World>Wonder what you'll become, out there...
>>6391498This is also good
>>6391457Ok, ok. I'm still on guard in case a PsychoMarnie option appears. >>6391482Doc has come a long way.>Write-in:I can't think about anything right now. I'll let anons decide.
Rolled 1 (1d2)>>6391489>>6391490>>6391498>>6391500Writing!
It had been a long time coming, with all the danger and boredom that was to be endured by soldiers. Days and weeks in the wilderness, months of training and retraining, and unknown time just... lost.And then there was the mixed quality of leadership, the painful highs and lows of bonding with other soldiers... Of being tied and getting to know people who would reveal themselves to be unstable, or sick, or worrisome... And some of the good ones would just die.It wasn't exactly clear what the point of it all was. Was it all a mistake? Was it a joke? Cruelty? A scheme to make money?The mind and body was exhausted. "Red" was saying that the chance to come home was available. It was time for leave, R&R. Maybe weeks in rehabiliation... Physical and mental. Maybe even a padded room and a cocktail of medicines.
>>6380090Jack looks to crucifix with confusion for a second before acceptance takes over his face. "Fair thing to do with what can happen in the work. Make there be a lord that will watch our backs. If not we will just have to do it ourself."
Someone said that we didn't want to lose track of Godmother or Jack, so here you go.https://discord.gg/kDWbTwGY )The extraction makes most of the group nauseous, but after several hours, along with proper showering, drinking, and eating... It ultimately doesn't matter.The group is contained inside a safehouse inside a cabin, inside some woods, inside a timeline that isn't documented very well or labeled. It could be a fragment, a post apoc, or a regular world.
>>6381599(Done.)Godmother welcomes the presence of modern amenities again, which help put some distance from the frontline combat he's seen. He now has a defensibl location again, which helps with stress management. Mostly he's spent time taking inventory and attempting to monopolize any and all explosives to rig manual perimeter traps. Nothing that would accidentally blow anyone up, so he says, just "insurance".
>>6381599Whelp new area I guess means taking stock of things. Maybe send a scout to map the area and hope for some supplies to work with. "Now that I think about it more. The base said something about vampires. Should be see if red can bless some water and does anyone know their weaknesses?"
>>6382371Red and moreso Asvos have filled Jack in on vampires, and done proper introductions..
This quest is intended to start out as a setting generation game that will gradually turn into a mythic narrative with your influence affecting more specific events as the world becomes more definedThe starting assumptions (open to be altered) are: A single earth-comparable planet orbiting a yellow star, supporting water-based life forms with an emerging hominid intelligence.to begin, pick one or two of the following categories, and add a description of a development or feature in their/its natureCosmic: The overarching nature of the universe or the planetary alignmentSolar: Involving the sun, the cycle of orbit, the source of light and heat and energyMeteoric: The composition of the atmosphere and celestial phenomenonEnvironmental: The terrain, the composition of the ground or the climateOrganic: Any kind of living presence, distinct lifeforms or biological developments Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
>>6374012>Meteoric Organic: A colossal asteroid careens into the planet and from the rubble sprout networks of thick, colorful vines.
>>6374012>Solar Majestic: The "Sun" above this world, is no sun in truth, but a ball of blazing divine ichor orbited by the planet and smaller moons, bathing them in the essence and "love" of the being who bled to create this strange sanguine system, imparting them with life and divine spark
>>6374012>>6374015>Sapient Organic:The vines sprout buds of vegetation and meteoric rock, splitting, growing, shifting into a kaleidoscope of living species embedded with stone. Some lose their ability to harness the sun's love directly, eschewing green flesh for crimson as they devour their fellow organisms. From this primeval chaos rises a sapient species, able at once to consume others for sustenance and channel the divine might of the sun into mystical rites and miracles
Once upon a time in Kirigakure there was a young gennin Kunoichi ready to do ninja stuff.This Kirigakure was not the same village it used to be 150 years ago. The bloody days were left behind and children needed to get into adulthood before they could start serving their village as alien magic ninja soldiers. The seventh Mizukage, Mai Terumi, is set in making the village a great place where everyone can be happy.( Welcome to "Filler Chronicles" a joke and low quality drawquest set in what I remember of The Village Hidden by the Mist (Kirigakure) from Naruto. It will have very few text because this is an excuse to make many fast drawings about cute ninja girls).
She never got to have her clan...
>>6375394Welp, it was good while it lasted
>>6375394:(
>>6375394Welp, was fun while it lasted. Sad to see it end so soon.
>>6375395>>6375490>>6375702>>6375774Sorry, I'm not made for heavy lifting. I'm just a cheerleader.
Today has proven to be what the children like to call "a mixed bag".On the one hand, your most recent achievement has secured your legacy as the Great Artificer Rinaldo mac Tamera for centuries to come. Your life's work on the transfer of immortal souls between mortal vessels finally came to fruition in human trials. For the first time in history, the successful transference of consciousness from one body to another occurred through a fully understood mechanistic process that can be repeated without the use of divine magics. Thanks to you, resurrection and immortality no longer belong to the realm of miracles, but instead lay within the bounds of mankind's science!On the other hand the reason for the rather impromptu field test of this technology means that you probably cannot return to your home Realm any time soon. See, for various reasons the Jade Star Emperor decided to execute you - the Great Artificer Rinaldo mac Tamera - on a set of trumped up nonsensical charges. He could have just charged you for sleeping with one of his thousand wives, but unfortunately cuckoldry is not an offense punishable by death... and it would have been far too great a shame for him to admit. The exact charge was High Treason and Conspiracy Against All Life, the latter of which had not been dusted off since the Void Cults got killed off a thousand years ago. So for the crime of comforting a lonely woman, off came your head. Though not until they destroyed your atelier, and your sub atelier, and the ateliers that you had set up on various orbitals across the system, and the ateliers you built a few star-jaunts over on the Astral Plane. They burnt most of your books and journals, too, countless references and decades of accumulated knowledge gone up in smoke.Then they killed you.Then you woke up in the one atelier they missed. The one atelier you kept in such a grand backwater that you're quite certain that the locals never even heard of a Jade Star Emperor nor understood that all humanity across all material planes belonged to the Jade Star Empire. You forgot you even kept spare bodies in this place until the connection pulled your soul from your corpse and into the body you currently occupy. Looking at your current self in the mirror, you suddenly remember why this facility had a back up body to begin with.Golden hair, golden eyes, long slender ears and limbs with wiry muscles beneath a pillowly layer of squishiness. A fair sized bosom that you never had in life, and certain things in particular that are missing and replaced with other things that are best left unspoken.Looking out the window, you see a beach and signs of a tropical climate. You built this atelier to have a workshop attached to your off-the-books vacation home. Of course it would have the ability to grow homunculus bodies for your use. You didn't expect to be living in the Mark One Elven Beauty that you designed on a whim, but it's miles better than being dead.
>>6376347>Of course, you helped them clean themselves. That's one of the reasons you know that their bodies hold no charm for you.
>>6376347>Of course, you helped them clean themselves. That's one of the reasons you know that their bodies hold no charm for you.Sex with Serie!Vigorous, babymaking sex with Serie!!
>>6376347>Of course, when Francesca offered to wash your back, you let her and returned the favor. Though, is it normal for... nevermind.
Welp
>>6376347>Of course, when Francesca offered to wash your back, you let her and returned the favor. Though, is it normal for... nevermind.It seems the Jade Star Emperor caught the QM...
Welcome to the Kingdom of Pangria, the only home you've ever known. Ruled by our mighty King Elion we have long since snuffed out the mysterious dark forces that once plagued our lands. It's been sometime since a monster sighting has occurred, but the darkness that once was has not been forgotten. The Queen passed shortly after the great battle and for years now King Elios has remained a recluse.-?- If you want to roll a character----choose an animal-------choose a class====== I will decide the rest======-?-If I like your character-- You will receive art and the character will have a role to play in Pangria.-?-If you don't receive art-----there may already be an animal of that species in use in the story already. ---I will decide the protagonist, once a protagonist is chosen we can continue.
>>6371248>>6371249>>6371250As the tired lawman places down the last ballot handed to him, a gentle breeze enters the room... mixing his neatly organized stacks together into a messy pile half falling off the table side. His body barely moves after a brief pause, then slowly he begins shuffling all the piles together and starting over with his counting giving a side eye to the room acknowledging the mistake quietly as he counts again.
>>6371239I'll vote for Fenren because rats are peak
>Bellfuh character themehttps://youtu.be/CMyvIDLAub8?si=7lEjgt74jQHUb_Sz>>6371255If not for the racoon, I'll vote for Master Pello. He sounds interesting.
>>6371244>>6371255I vote for Saki or Lacsar.
In for Fenren and the mouse-keteers
Nine years ago King Aiden Perenolde betrayed the Alliance and sided with the Horde of Orgrim Doomhammer. Nine years ago Prince Alric Perenolde, the second heir of Alterac was sent into exile for his own protection. This exile turned permanent and Captain Normand Garside, your guardian for the past nine years made sure that you were safe and learned the useful skills that would help you in the future.Now you are ready to carry the responsibility and unite the scattered Alteraci people and reclaim the lands that were once the Kingdom of Alterac.Malevus had marched into the Stormwind Keep wearing her red Silverthread dress and made everyone marvel at her. She had united those who were willing to help you and with Jaina by her side she had retrieved your sword and faced Arthas in a duel. Malevus won and he had lost. With you freed you had faced Varian in a verbal duel and in the coming days secured a strong position to yourself and the Alterac while ensuring his fall.With the Edict of King Terenas being lifted in one year, Alterac would grow stronger with each passing month. But what came next could change everything, the orcs were on the move with Thrall pushing for rescuing the orcs in the Internment Camps. At the same time Pai and Eligius were out there somewhere trying to rescue your little sister from the Syndicate.The dice were being cast and in the middle of all that stood you. You thought you were going to be ready, but would hope carry you far enough or was it one step on the road to disappointment?Welcome to Alterac Resurgent Quest!…Twitter: https://twitter.com/MedivhQMComment too long. Click here to view the full text.
Rolled 5 (1d10)>>6391978
Rolled 1 (1d10)>>6391978
>5You looked down and then away as you sighed. You kept losing your cool in situations where that shouldn’t happen. Closing your eyes you took a deep breath before looking at Orgrim again.“I am sorry, I shouldn’t have said that.” You said to him and continued. “Deeply undiplomatic, but I hope you understand that this is not an easy subject to me at all.”Orgrim looked at you and after a moment grunted and nodded. He seemed to take your apology and accept it.“What did he agree with you?” You asked. “What would have happened if the Horde had won?”“Security, Alterac would have been left alone, the mountain passes acting as the borders.” Orgrim told you. “Your father wanted security above all and a guarantee that his people would be left alone.”“But to take action against the Alliance first?” You asked.Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
>>6392038Take care of yourself Medivh. You already know I want all this info. Especially with Grom already gone before I could ask him about the hinterland Syndicate. Too bad about the Aiden roll. The only thing I could try to draw from it is why Aiden wouldn't have been in the dungeons and if that is suspicious, who might have visited either of them.>All of it>Other, write inAsk Ogrim who visited while he was in the dungeons.
>>6392038>What exactly does he know about the Blackrock remnants? You have fought against them once after they had kidnapped some peasants.>The Crushridge Ogres are inhabiting the Alterac City and Alterac proper. He must know something about them from the time of them being part of the Horde.>Trolls are in the mountains surrounding Strahnbrad Hills. Is there a chance he knows about them?Stay safe MedivhQM while you enjoy your time innawoods
Today is October 12th, 2024. You are a normal person, living a normal life, remaining completely unremarkable among over 8 billion others just like you. Today, you are going to manifest psychic powers, and your life will very rapidly cease to be normal. Who are you?> Jacob Porter, male, 25 years old. Works 2-3 shitty wagecuck jobs, splits rent with a tolerable roommate, almost exclusively engages with political media, thinks world is doomed.> Rebecca Sims, female, 28 years old. Homeless, addicted to heroin, probably some sort of undiagnosed mental illness. Got fired from her acting job after years of mounting stress and misery, lost her apartment, got disowned, and was never able to pick herself back up.> Casey Russo, nonbinary, 20. Junior in undergrad for computer science, participates in three clubs, in a sorority, has a part-time job and an internship with the campus. Uses amphetamines, sleep deprived, going to crash and burn.> Pete Pruitt, male, 36. Lives with his parents, works a shitty wagecuck job, entire life consists of helping his elderly parents, working, watching escapist slop, playing vidya, or gooning. Definitely has some sort of depression.> Thomas Duarte, male, 52. Lives alone, survives off social security and renting out some property he inherited. Alcoholic, stopped trying to quit over a decade ago, children and ex-wife hate or avoid him. Has pancreatic cancer that will kill him in ~8 months.> Robert Writt, "male," 31 years old. Uses /lgbt/ and /pol/ consistently, chud, closeted trans woman, hates himself, moderately suicidal, keeps to himself, has a decent job and splits rent with two roommates.> Gabriela Cabrera, female, 24. Always loved reading and writing stories, and was pressured into college. Has no long-term life plans, a knee-deep pile of debt, and a few months until she has a degree in literature. Deeply avoidant person, only thing keeping her sane is her girlfriend and some high school friends.Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
>>6369787psychic /pol/tard quest, go!
>>6369506> Jacob Porter, male, 25 years old. Works 2-3 shitty wagecuck jobs, splits rent with a tolerable roommate, almost exclusively engages with political media, thinks world is doomed.
>>6369506>> Gabriela Cabrera, female, 24. Always loved reading and writing stories, and was pressured into college. Has no long-term life plans, a knee-deep pile of debt, and a few months until she has a degree in literature. Deeply avoidant person, only thing keeping her sane is her girlfriend and some high school friends.Given the options, it looks like this quest is set up to be one of those "lolsorandumb" ones. But if not, here goes. (Perhaps someone should hijack this?)
>>6369506I'll vote for the middle aged Spiderman lore ripoff Pete Pruitt.Else I'll give a +1 to the Jacob Porter squad.>>6369787>that isn't a boring tumblr lesbian OCYeah all of the characters seem half assed, but who knows maybe OP can read the room.
Uh . . . hello?
It has been a thousand years since the last great cataclysm divided a once thriving world spanning empire and plunged it into utter ruin.The world was sundered by unknown magical forces, former allies turned to enemies, races resparking ancient feuds and descending back into conflict for few to take advantage of the chaos of it all. People survive, but most folk find that the ruins and relics are both valuable and dangerous, some not worth the price they enact.This is different though, this is worth it, this is finally worth the scrapping of mostly destroyed books, stories from people who heard those stories from long dead parents, and carvings on tablets that just mention shipments.The question is now, who follows the path?A: Nicolas Namelost: A Human, a scholar and minor magician. No family, no friends, a lost bitter man who learned his letters for loafs of bread and followed this path to make a name for himself.B: Burn the Exile: A Dwarf, a former smith who was banished after his armor failed a warrior fighting against a massive foe. The armor wasn’t built for that, but no one would listen. Bitterness, loss of purpose, and a spark of determination is all that keeps him going.C: Pick: Kobold, a sacrificed slave. Formerly held by a crew of adventurers who were exploring the mountain range, seeking treasure. A few kobolds slaves were cheap, and if one ‘fell’ into the river like Pick did, who would notice? Who cares where he ended up?
>>6370700>A: Grab the floating jewel.Get money get paiddddd
>>6370705The stone was in Pick's hand before he was thinking. It settled there, the heat of the gemstone burning into his hand as it sunk into his flesh. As he called out in pain, it fused with his flesh and he fell from the stool onto his back. He writhed and wriggled in pain before it stopped. It perhaps took a full minute before he realized it was all over.He looked at his hand, and in the center of his palm, the jewel had burrowed itself and stuck fast into his body. He tapped it a few times before a voice spoke out around him."Ah, not our usual Master, but not unheard of for a Kobold to take command." The voice drew the attention of Pick to it, a floating stone orb that pulsed with every word."I welcome you My Lord, to the Golem Forge of the Spinestone Mountains. I apologize for the lack of cleanliness, but we have been out of sorts since we were last inhabited by living beings of Imperial origin." It explained. “Though it seems due to your position in life and the time passed you may not be from the Imperial Capital...” “No matter, whoever holds the Jewel is in charge, and I don’t suppose you would want to give it up. This forge is able to create a manner of magical goods, primarily however it makes Golems and other Constructs, artificial creatures made of stone. By default, they can be controllleld by you, but other instructions can be given. “"Ah and for reference, we have 50 Animating Crystals ready to be used, along with 100 units of Stone for Stone Constructs. Other materials could be gathered, but that would require you to build Constructs of the proper type to gather them, or to build constructs to obtain them in a military manner.”Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
>>6370710>B: Battle ReadinessAdventurers steal Pick's treasure!
>>6370710>B: Battle Readiness
>>6370710>A: Resource Collectionwe shall eat dirt
Hey /qst/, I'm from China and wanted to share a log from a quest (basically an interactive CYOA/story) we ran on our local anonymous board, X Island. Hope you guys enjoy it.Here's the link: https://www.nmbxd1.com/t/55362191If you want to read the whole thing, you might need to sign up (only up to page 99 is visible to guests). Registration requires a Chinese phone number though, so fair warning.Also, my English sucks, so this was all translated by DeepSeek. Don't blame me if it reads weird lol.Not sure if this is the right board for quest logs, so I'm posting it here in /qst/. Mods feel free to move/delete if I fucked up.(and I already fucked up in /tg/ ( ﾟ∀。))
02/08/23(Wed)13:11:57 ID:EVHvrrR No.55415575302/08/23(Wed)13:13:02 ID:c4h0GlY No.55415594302/08/23(Wed)13:15:07 ID:RHZpOXQ No.55415623302/08/23(Wed)13:17:59 ID:DUKvUHK No.55415681302/08/23(Wed)13:25:09 ID:Q6LYflm (OP) No.55415829>Need to calm down!Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
02/08/23(Wed)14:15:35 ID:PUmGmeL No.55416977( ﾟ∀。) Now we HAVE to help Mimis02/08/23(Wed)14:22:50 ID:CYQirX1 No.55417151>>No.55416977Mimis already has him by the weak point (referring to [self-censored]) ( ﾟ∀。)02/08/23(Wed)14:51:20 ID:Q6LYflm (OP) No.55417951It's over ten minutes before Mimis replies. In the meantime, the big-[self-censored] junior from Room 13, 3rd Floor has hopped on the information superhighway, spreading like wildfire through the Freedom House watering hole!Ashen Remnant: 25cm? At least?! Is that even human? That's a collapsible baton come to life!Francois VI of Duwang: That's a collapsible baton come to life! +1Maieronde: That's a collapsible baton come to life! +1Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
02/08/23(Wed)15:06:38 ID:CYQirX1 No.554183982 ( ﾟ∀。)02/08/23(Wed)15:06:53 ID:HNvxTCC No.55418406202/08/23(Wed)15:07:01 ID:M56665U No.55418409202/08/23(Wed)15:07:03 ID:c4h0GlY No.55418410202/08/23(Wed)15:07:11 ID:RHZpOXQ No.554184192Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
02/08/23(Wed)15:22:50 ID:YiLKeVl No.554189162. This is so fucking awkward.02/08/23(Wed)15:24:08 ID:f383fGd No.55418947>Close the door, you've got the wrong guy ( ﾟ∀。)02/08/23(Wed)15:24:38 ID:Q6LYflm (OP) No.55418965>Act natural (Zhao Shi intensifies)(*TN:Zhao Shi,a South Korean cartoonist, is known for his comics featuring protagonists in awkward situations who try too hard to act natural)You casually make your way through, like Moses parting the sea.Don't these high schoolers understand the concept of personal privacy?!>1-50Delinquent girl gang blocks the way! Could this be an ambush?!Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
02/08/23(Wed)15:39:30 ID:EVHvrrR No.554193771If I remember right, three-on-one is against the rules, right? Doesn't count toward win streak if you lose.But if you win, that'd be sick ( ﾟ∀。)02/08/23(Wed)15:39:53 ID:CYQirX1 No.55419387>>No.55419377Amuro wrecking the Black Tri-Stars... Wait, weren't they three kittens? ( ﾟ∀。)02/08/23(Wed)15:41:20 ID:YiLKeVl No.55419424>>No.55419377( ﾟ∀。) Our grunt mech is seriously lacking. First win was terrain advantage, second was pure guts and luck. We only had a chance because our mech levels were close.If their gear's even slightly better, it's not so easy.02/08/23(Wed)15:41:49 ID:Q6LYflm (OP) No.55419432Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
>OOC: Been incrediably sick so, sorry. As long as I get the votes will try to post more and shorten them some. Thank everyone sticking with it through my IRL shit.Archive link: https://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive.html?tags=Ilvermorny%20QuestNon-canon lewd-fic: https://rentry.co/4iehi5w8The time Emily got banned from the internet: https://rentry.co/68e94broWhat-if which may end up canon: https://rentry.co/d7qyhmm6New character sheet: Working on it... numerous new bonuses and items b/c I am dumbOld sheet: https://rentry.co/7obcbksuComment too long. Click here to view the full text.
>>6380784Why I put it out there. Also? Veela have like nothing written about them, so they give me a fairly blank canvas. So, sure they have pointed ears to a greater or lesser extent based on clan and individual. Same with having uncommon eye colors; they are kind of built to be Northwestern and European, meaning a big pool of possible options in IQ at least.I default to them and close descendants having light skin and blue or green eyes. Latvian ones could very well have purple eyes somewhat commonly. Ones from more southern regions might be a bit darker with darker but still very attractive, bright eye tones.It's the same reason I wrote them as having very heightened emotions since one of the few times we see any in the books is when they are talked about is them getting pissed and starting to toss fireballs at the leprechaun mascots at the World Cup before.The 3 part-veela characters I know of, Fleur, Gabriella, and Cassandra, from one of the games, are all blonde and traditionally pretty with light eyes, so that is what I ran with.Also just my fetish.
Now would be a good time for any interested lurkers to chime in! Or don't!
>>6380684>>Veela have pointed ears and can have odd eye colors; patterns. We think maybe it skipped a couple of generations, but more of that side is coming out now with things like this from stress and using Magic so much.
>>6380684>Veela have pointed ears and can have odd eye colors; patterns. We think maybe it skipped a couple of generations, but more of that side is coming out now with things like this from stress and using Magic so much.
>No idea. Play dumb.>>6380689>>6380784>>6381543>>6382282>Well, we are part Veela Ummm just lie a bit.Going to call it since I doubt I will get three votes in the other direction.
CRACKThe bones of the kneeling man give way as a primal scream escapes his lips, the sack covering his head only provides enough of a barrier to marginally lower the volume of his shrieking. The crowd watching this brutal execution jeers at the man, "MURDERER", "C'MON LAD, PUT YOUR BACK INTO THE SWING", and other words of mockery slip from the mouths of the audience. The executioner, a large and burly man covered from head to toe in black garments, wields a nearly inhumanely long and heavy looking club. Each swing of it brutalizing the man in what is an increasingly barbaric display of punishment. "Bastards.." you catch a barely audible whisper coming from what may be a woman behind you. That's right.. you're not far off from being in the mans shoes ahead of you. Unsure of your bearings or whatever village they've transported you to due to your own coverings over your head, the only sure thing is you deserve to be here by all equal rights and measure. No matter what hole they put you in, no matter how long you were in there for, temptation overcame you.CRASH The sound of the poorly constructed floorboards give way and the crowd cheers, everyone waiting in line with you in the back is splattered by something."DID YA SEE THAT THERE? BATTERED THAT FUCKERS HEAD CLEAN OFF E' DID!" A particularly excited man shouts from out front the display. Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
>Jump over the gate>Rolled 20! >ROLLED 20 AGAIN!The handful of militia brace themselves, getting into a clumsy defensive position with a couple of spearmen half-heartedly jutting their blades forward. The sight of it nearly causes you to chuckle, you snap out of your mocking state and focus on the goal ahead. "R-READY YOURSELVES MEN!" The leader commands, his voice cracking.Just as you close in on the handful of militia at the gate, one of them sticks their spear further out, you quickly concentrate all your strength into your lower body and leap gracefully over the entire squad. The sight of it is something to behold, "HELLS BELOW!," One of the militiamen shout. You not only cleared the jump over the squad, but you easily bounded beyond the height of the gate! Your bounding leap cascades you across the skyline as if you were a bog witch riding on your broom. The distance you create in a single bound between you and your captors is enough to put them off for at least half a days travel. The men stare in shock, the only thing that to confirm what they saw was real is your hounding laughter haunting the nighttime sky.SLAMComment too long. Click here to view the full text.
>>6370363>Create a makeshift shelter
>>6370363>Travel further away from the townWe're too near to our pursuers to be resting.
>>6370363>Create a makeshift shelter>>6370478I don't think they'll chase us after moves like that
