The snowy environment makes quick work of ensuring that the chill atmosphere nips away at you. Wildlife in these parts is scarce right now; whatever footprints and other signs of tracking would normally be here are now only faint traces. Your environment is almost completely blank, covered by snow and frost."You readin' me, Viper?" you hear someone faintly say over your communicator.The earpiece you have also seems to be struggling with the chilly environment. You can just barely make out Hawk's voice on the other end.Deciding to stop for a moment, you adjust the subtly engineered microphone attached to your gear."F-fuck, sometimes I hate having to be the lead on this shit," you tell him, rubbing your arms for warmth as you do."Someone needs to be the eyes here. Remember, I won the coin flip on that one," he says, as if hammering home a point.Cocky bastard, you think to yourself. It's reassuring to know that Hawk is safe, at least.You've got to pull it together a bit better here. This contract is worth a lot of money. You'll be fucked with if anyone else takes it from you.Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
>>6452733>Remind me of this guy again, Hawk.
>>6452733>>Remind me of this guy again, Hawk.
You are the Captain of The Space Station.You will have a choice, and perhaps another; and then another, and another more.None of them are hard to take, as they may be to live with.Just know: It takes more than guts to run a station; you'd dare say, even, that you could benefit from losing some.
>>6456188both?
>>6456125Yeah, support >>6456188, both.
>>6456274update on monday
>>6457893update on thursday, busy (busy drawing)
Suddenly, Chef and Bot go limp and unresponsiveButchered body somehow comes back to life>Body? Someone was butchered? Clearly, you are mistaken. What were you doing again?Captain and Sergent shrug and leave the kitchenThe End?
Roll up, roll up, questies and questers, as we venture into uncharted territory for the purpose of fun, creativity, and questy goodness! “But Bones, you magnificent devil, you,” you might be asking, “Aren’t you running a quest already? What are you playing at, you handsome rogue?”The game is simple–hell, you’ve probably played it before! We’re going to run a collaborative quest using one of the most important rules in Improv:‘Yes, AND!’What is ‘Yes, And’, you might ask? An unspoken agreement by two or more actors when creating a scene: if someone establishes a detail, be it a character, a setting, or something else, then that detail is now fact! Your improv partner establishes you’re on a submarine? Up Periscope! Your partner calls you ‘darling’ and gushes over how beautiful your wedding ceremony was? ‘Yes, snookums’!But why? Why not ‘NO, ACTUALLY’? Well for starters, it makes the scene flow better–your partner (or you, perhaps) have a scene idea in mind… swapping it up will bring the scene to a screeching halt… and nothing’s worse than a stalled skit!So here’s how this quest is gonna work: you, yes, you, are going to work with other would-be QMs in writing a QUEST! That’s right–characters, settings, twists, turns… all of it will be entirely up to the players! In order to play, however, heed closely…THE INSTRUCTIONS:>1) We will start by posting a couple of setting ideas. These should be vague–preferably a sentence or two at most. For example: ‘Trapped on a Deserted Island’, ‘Minimum Wage Frycook in Hell’, or ‘Paycheck-to-paycheck Space Bounty Hunter’. If you like someone’s idea, +1 it! This will help us decide what to go with. That’ll be our starting point!>2) If you have an idea for an update, reply to the most recent post with the word ‘TAG’. Whoever replies to the post first gets to write the next update! If one QM appears to be dominating, however, we might make an executive situation to pass it off to the second replier to keep things interesting.Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
Whether they were worshipping or disposing it matters not–you’re TAKING it! Plucking the ring from its chaotic ‘crib’, you feel an uncanny tug on your very being as your hand wraps around the bauble… cursed? Probably not, you think as the strange sensation slowly subsides, but you weren’t exactly an expert on things like this. The question of your impending doom would have to wait–you had a DEMONIC CYLINDER to track down, after all.And, you swiftly recall as your ears pick up the unmistakable sound of something’s feet dragging across the waterlogged floor, your sturdier companions! Pocketing the ring like a thief from a market stall, you slink back into the shadows in what you hope is the direction your allies went. You don’t get very far. Departing down the nearest passage, you feel your heartbeat hasten as the corridor grows narrower as it snakes deeper into the dungeon. Part of you wants to light your path with a fresh MULTIWAND spell, but the sound of shambling the way you came convinces you otherwise. Loathe as you were to admit it, any battle you came across would be hard-fought, even with The Professor’s gaudy gizmo. You KNEW something like this would happen, you mutter inwardly as you clamber through the murky darkness like some bizarre breed of sea rat, you simply KNEW it! Amidst your silent tirade, something brushes against your foot… or rather your foot brushes against something! By the time you realize your error it’s already too late–light and hollow, the offending obstacle clatters across the puddle-stricken passage with an alarming amount of noise before coming to a rest a few paces ahead and staring you down with its empty eye sockets.A skull. One pitted and scarred with several scratches and divots, no less. Just when the cavern grows a tad TOO quiet for your liking, you hear it–uneven, plodding footsteps, their origin unclear! Your eyes grow saucer-sized as a gasp escapes your throat–something is coming, and you don’t have many options!You spot a crevasse at the base of the cavern wall where a brackish puddle seeps in… not the cleanest of options, sure, but it would tuck you away from whatever approaches. There are other hiding spots amidst the smattering of stalagmites lining the passage, but they’d be tight squeezes even for one of your modest stature.There is, of course, the MULTIWAND too, but would magic draw the attention of others? Biting your lip, you decide to…Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
>>6462462<<<<<<<<<<<NEXT>>>>>>>>>>>>
>>6462462>Slip into the CREVICE. A damp robe is worth your head remaining on your shoulders.
>>6462462>Slip into the CREVICE. A damp robe is worth your head remaining on your shoulders.Sure let's go
>>6462462>Fiddle with THE RING! What’s the worst that could happen?
With the Tournament of Power brought to a close, the Seventh Universe has emerged triumphant once more. Led by the Saiyan warriors, the Seventh's victory was secured. And with the wish on the Super Dragon Balls used to restore the other universes that were eliminated and erased, the final hidden trial was passed, and all eight of the universes up for elimination were allowed to remain. Yet, even with this victory, peace doesn't last in the Seventh Universe for long. As old hatreds rise and long-buried grudges resurface, will you have what it takes to keep everything you've worked the last 28 years of your life to build? Or will those who seek your end ultimately triumph? That all depends on you, and your choices.You the players will (most often) control Karn. A Saiyan man who has grown from his lowly beginnings as a mid-tier 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 over a dozen powerful and unique children, a mentor and teacher to his fellow Saiyans, and the indisputable winner of the Tournament of Power. Wielder of the Berserker Soul, and the powerful Stand Divine Dragon Force, you're fully equipped to handle any threat that comes your way. But what will you do when the threats aren't always physical, when you can't simply punch all your problems away?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 voting>Dice rolls are all best of three correctly-rolled diceComment too long. Click here to view the full text.
>>6457581>When anything SHE can do gets stuck in the infinite negate?Summons are fair game in this match, right? That goes both ways.
Sorry for late reply. >>6455263>“Woah. That's... Ugh, that's disorienting.” your wife says, turning her head and stepping away. A hand to her mouth as she sounds sickened, queasy just from looking at it. “Hrrrrmmmph. Buuh.”>“Sorry, didn't know you'd have such a reaction to it.” Okira says, you seeing something flash across her face at her mother's reaction.Okira is full of secrets.>>6455304>“I know you will.” you reply, and as she smiles, you know in your bones she's hiding something from you. Very interesting.>>6455338>Heading towards the clearing you can sense them in, and as you get within line of sight see your youngest and his friend, Zucchi. Both trying to teach the rest of their friends how to transform.Karn Jr seems to be similar to Karn in many ways. Karn helps others and Karn Jr helps others.>And Junior can feel it too, dashing forward and kicking the massive blast up into the air. Then, pointing two fingers at it, he detonates the massive orb far overhead.Almost everyone knows that cool move from Nappa.>>6455352>Meanwhile the Saiyans of most other timelines get their shit rocked by a "meteor", the Covenant, or some sentient space skeet I bet.Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
>>6455364>Noino feels like the name of a fodder characterIt’s a good name. When you read Noino backwards it reveals secret meaning of this name. A name worthy of a Saiyan.>>6455397>“NO! I won't quit! I won't give up on you! Don't you! Give up! On me!” she shouts, tears in her voice. Clearly more upset at the disappointment in your son's tone over the threat of the attack. “Don't quit! I can do this!”>“Matillo...” Junior says,Karn Jr is important to her.>>6455417>And that's it for tonight, everyone enjoying the episode so far?Yes. Okira is full of mysteries. Karn Jr teaching friends to transform turned out to be incredibly interesting.>>6455523>Ikari False Super Saiyan.png> “Matillo?” you call out, the girl turning. Eyes wide, unrecognizing you. But you recognize that look. The look of a Saiyan who has tapped into the Oozaru power without transforming into it blazes in her eyes, as she's tapping into the power of a Super Saiyan without fully transforming eitherAwesome. Matillo is going to go far too.>>6455637Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
Soon!>>6457588Ha>>6457606>spoilerPic related, NEGATE>>6457728Yes she is. She's seeking something, for sure.>Almost everyone knows that cool move from Nappa>NappaNo, that's the Dirty Fireworks, not Nappa's technique.Junior has his unique form he was using that's further beyond 3. So far, he's not turning out like that potential future.>>6457730Very. She likes him.Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
It's time!>>6457768
General links of varying importance.Pastebin: https://pastebin.com/u/AdlershorstDeviantArt: https://www.deviantart.com/adlershorstArchive: https://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive.html?tags=Settler%20Lord%20QuestIt was the morning, quite early in fact. The sun shone through the window as the bells in the city and chapel rang six times. Somewhat reluctantly, you rose from your canopy bed. Your wife remained in for a while longer, but her presence would be required as well. From your bedchamber you went to your drawing room, where you prayed in private before eating the simple breakfast already prepared. It wasn't the official breakfast; that would come within a few hours, but you needed sustenance before beginning your day. As you finished your meal, you could hear the unfolding of cloth and clinking of jewellery.Normally you wouldn't wear something like this; you and your family preferred clothes which could withstand some exercise. No, indoorsman the Adlershorsts never were, and all the better for it. But the occasion demanded it, and so you chose opulence over practicality. You took a look at the clothing. All silk from Mithras, intricately embroidered with gold thread, an ermine cloak to be draped over it, the crown jewels had been brought from the vaults as well, which explained why a Knight of the Argent Swan was in attendance as well. You wouldn't wear it right away, of course. The coming landtag would bring all the great lords, bishops, and lord mayors to their king; it would be the first time in years that they would all be gathered in one place.Turning back to your clothing, you made certain the white gloves still fit around your hands and that the rings still fitted on your gloved fingers. Before taking it all off, so you could be dressed in your regular attire for the day. Formal breakfast would be ready at eight, so you went to your solar to work away at some paperwork.Parchment and paper, calligraphy both sophisticated and crude. If it weren't for the scribes from the chancellery, your desk would have collapsed from the weight long ago. In a lot of ways, the news of a landtag had electrocuted the magnates of the realm into a mass migration to the capital. You didn't need a network of spies to see the streets crowded with litters and carriages carrying nobles from all corners of the kingdom. And judging from the white ship in the harbour, the elves had sent a delegation as well.Most had elected to simply hire a room in a high-class inn or use their townhouse for such an occasion. Others, poorer of means or perhaps from further afield, simply raised their pavilion outside the city walls, creating a makeshift camp of luxurious tents and banners. The atmosphere was like that of a tournament, though there would be no melee or joust today.
>>6462850You weren't much of an academic; you did, of course, get an excellent education which you further expanded upon with treasure troves of ancient knowledge from Mithras, but you didn't publish papers, nor did you have either the time nor the patience for dry, sterile, academic debate; much rather, you were stuck at court hearing two vipers debate rather than sit in a room hearing about the nature and trajectory of the stars and whether the calculations were correct or not.You would rather have the battlefield than either of them, but if you had to choose, it would be court intrigues over academic debates any day. >Can I meet these persons? I am interested in them.>You're not divulging any secrets, are you?>Well, that sounds dreadfully boring; I suppose one must never look behind the curtain.>Write-in
>>6462851>Can I meet these persons? I am interested in them.
>>6462851>>Can I meet these persons? I am interested in them.
You are an ONI! A fierce mythical demon! After being born you did a little rampaging and conquering. Now, that you are several months older and wiser, you are just following the wind and going where adventure takes you.
>>6461604>Yuki can be in charge of collecting broken arrows for everyone
>>6461604> Yuki can take charge of the monks and get the temple running
No updates for two or so weeks as Oni is now on a trip to the other side of the country! I hope to see you then!
>>6462274Fair travels, Oni!
>>6462274OP was never heard from again
Escher Intuition. The power to become perfectly attuned to your environment by intuiting it's dimensions to a granular level. You manifested this gift at an unusually young age, and it has shaped every part of your life. It helped you amass a fortune, enough to purchase a hotel in the heart of Tokyo. A narrow twelve-story building squeezed between newer towers; its polished lobby still clings to the elegance of another era. The rooms are impeccably maintained despite the building's age, but beneath them the basement has long since been overrun by angry yokai. Imperfect or not, it is yours.You are Takeuchi Kotaro (竹内虎太郎), a tiger-spliced moreau. A hybrid of human and animal, engineered from the best genes of both. At least, that's what you've been told. For years, you have secretly investigated the conspiracy that claimed your parents' lives. They were scientists working for Astellas Pharma, a powerful multinational corporation specializing in antifungal medicine, organ transplantation, and moreau research. Internationally renowned, they stood at the forefront of their field. Their greatest creation was... you.You were born in a sterile research chamber rather than a hospital. After years of observation and testing, researchers concluded that you lacked the life-shortening defects that plague other moreaux. Soon afterward, your parents formally adopted you and brought you out of the facility. Not long after, they were murdered. The case went cold years ago, but now you have the resources to reopen it. The trail winds through multinational finance, private laboratories, and local criminal syndicates. You intend to uncover what truly happened to your family. And when you do, you'll make those responsible pay.In this era, the wealthy can purchase cybernetic implants that, combined with robotics, gene therapy, and biochemical serums, push human capability beyond its natural limits. The price is often one's humanity, health, or sanity.At present, you possess a single implant. Choose one:>Combat Implant: An automated adrenaline delivery system that triggers during life-threatening situations, granting a great boost in physical performance, followed by a period of great exhaustion.>Reflex Implant: A neural overclocker that grants superhuman reflexes at the cost of temporary cognitive burnout.>Datajack: A neural port implanted in the neck for direct network access. It can interface with drones, autonomous vehicles, and Matrix entry points, though each use carries a risk of dangerous electrical feedback.Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
>>6448299Combat ImplantImplanting cybernetics is a reference to cyberpunk 2077
The people hunger for cyberpunk. Don't flake.
Hey, everyone. My Internet connection was down, but now it's been restored. Update in a few hours.
Wuxian...
>>6448299>Memory Crystal: A storage implant embedded in the brain's left hemisphere, providing perfect recall and downloadable skills at the cost of diminished social and verbal ability.this seems cool. download any skill we want. basically a savant autist who is good at avoiding eye contact
Chambered lanterns line the narrow, smoothly carved walls. The dim lighting covers only enough area for you to barely see where you're walking, while the guards make sure to stand behind you and keep watch.That's right—you were arrested by the palace guard, caught in the act after a heist gone wrong and robbed of any chance of getting out of this hellhole.The very people who now have you in chains are the same ones who found your family the first time. Your family was forced into servitude under a very wealthy minor house, the Ducards. They were a prominent family from a major faction in their homeland, though compared to the powerful nobles who had recently expanded into the western lands, they were merely minor lords in a realm of constant political power struggles.Making sure you can't get up to anything, the two guards stop in their tracks for a moment."Stop where you are!" one of them shouts. The command in their voice resonates throughout the narrow corridor.You have no choice but to freeze. There's little other option besides death, and what you were just caught doing will earn you nothing less than a death sentence. The irony isn't lost on you as you stare at the floor in shame.The guard leading from the front walks up to you. They place a hand on your bare shoulder from behind, as if trying to hold you in place."When you enter, you're not to look him in the eyes. You are to know your place—a dog by comparison," the guard tells you.Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
>>6448513I am split regarding my decision but I think that having a Djin ally will be the most beneficial>I wish for our freedom, powerful Djinn
>>6448513Who where we hired by anyways?
>>I wish for our freedom, powerful Djinn
The rash of abandoned quests here lately is fucked. Some are wuxslop but some felt promising. Either way it's a waste of space on the catalog.
>>6449326Stop. Bringing. Up. Old. QMs. Please.How many more times do I have to say it?
Senjou Azami, age 18. Former 'ane-san' of the extinct Sumi gang.Former Chevalier to Lady Hathor of the Arkadian KingdomCurrent ward of the state residing at Takamichi Group Home. Items: 270,000 yen.Tailored Suit - Gives a temporary benefit Refined Looks - Clothes makes the woman. The 'katagi' civilians are more inclined to trust such a well-dressed, respectful-looking young woman. You sometimes even get mistaken for a young elite of some sort.Fool's Bracer - 1 charge left. Temporarily renders user invisible and occasionally injects Disquiet to user at random intervals to corrupt them. Business: Jinta Workshop - A small Sumi owned machine shop attached to a scrapyard. It even has a small dormitory and office for workers to crash for the night if necessary. One of the last businesses owned outright by Lady Sumi. Presently, it brings enough to breakeven.Allies:Godmother Sumi Kayo - Your boss who runs the bar 'Last Chance' and tries to take care of the remnants of the Sumi gang. Owns a few businesses and can call in favors. Gives you jobs to accomplish.Officer Kanda Reo - Corrupt petty police officer who used to work with the Sumi gang as an informant. He is willing to exchange info with you for favors and goods. Likes rice balls with honey sweetened umeboshi.Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
Rolled 19 - 4 (1d20 - 4)>>6461239
Rolled 17 - 4 (1d20 - 4)>>6461239
>>6461241>>6461243>>6461287Above average result.
>>6461345Hey for how our rolls go in your quests? This is a big win
>>6461121That sucks... I'm sorry to hear but glad to have you back and the quest continuing.
You live in a church carved into the roots of the western mountains, where jagged peaks rise like the teeth of a dragon. Beyond those mountains lies the Wasteland, a harsh and endless steppe of yellow grass beneath a gray sky. No laws rule that land. Only monsters, savage tribes of orcs, and endless cycles of raids, blood feuds, and slaughter. The god you worship is Glax, the orc god of hatred and cannibalism. At the youngest age, you were chosen as an antipaladin candidate. Nineteen other orcs were chosen alongside you, but you alone survived. The others, you killed and devoured, violating the one true taboo of orc society: the eating of orc flesh. In your world, there is only darkness.The shamans are gathered in the great hall, a cold chamber of rough stone carved deep into the mountain. You kneel before the Great Shaman, an old orc whose magic is mighty, and whose wisdom is spoken of with reverence."Azdakh bears the Hand That Rots. Azdakh has been chosen by Glax."The Rotting Touch, your antipaladin gift. Once each day, by channeling your pure hatred, you can make living flesh decay, even perish. The power awakened on its own after you slew the last of the remaining candidates.The shaman presents you with a blade, a massive two-handed sword, broad and heavy, its hilt adorned with a skull. It is the mark of your station as an antipaladin. The other orcs will scorn you, or fear you. Yet when war comes, you will lead them as their general. For antipaladins are despised, chosen not for brute strength, but for cunning and cruelty, while orcs honor raw strength above all else. Antipaladins are feared because they wield dark magic that raises them above ordinary warriors, though few understand the source of its power.Then comes a suit of black steel armor. From this day onward, wherever you walk, you will wear it. Always armored. Always ready for battle. You don the armor, and the Great Shaman uncorks a vial of blood, pouring it over the black steel."This armor is baptized in blood. May it forever be drenched in the blood of our enemies."The shamans begin their chant. You have little patience for their rituals. If you possessed the strength, you would butcher them where they stand. But their magic still surpasses yours, for now. Rage stirs within you.Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
>>6449552>>6450021Wux was the qm ? that explains why it died so fast
>>6453523New guy here, who's Wux? From what I understand; he made this quest(and the rapist prisoner quest I saw a while ago) to troll qms?
>>6455534Search the /qtg/ archives, the entire story was explained at some point but I don't remember when. Or ask in the thread that's up right now, maybe someone will feel like explaining or point you to the exact post. In short, he's a troll that's been messing with QMs for years now, making parody and troll threads and farming attention. I think he also caused the ban of a big QM long ago, which is where the whole drama started, and is the main cause of the anti-samefag measures that Forgotten is still implementing in his quests.
>>6455534He's a middling QM when he tries and a unskilled troll the rest of the time. Never seen him successfully get under someone's skin on purpose, though some anons get their panties twisted by the heavy handed racism, fetishes/rape, and other taboo stuff he crams in for attention. Regularly uses different handles because anons generally know by now to ignore quests with the name wuxian attached. Still, his content and retarded dice mechanics tend to give him away eventually.
>>6455545>>6455660Wow... that's pathetic, thnx for the info!
ANOTHER PARALLEL.IN THIS:SOLVE MYSTERIES. FIGHT OR SPARE. CONSUME VARIOUS ITEMS. WEAR ARMORS. BUILD ONE HUMAN. DISCOVER OTHERS. RIVER PERSON. SEE PAST THE DARK. EXPERIMENT. DRAIN IT.
You shift your attention to the Map in your inventory. As if moving on your own, your hands shift to somewhere dark and out of sight before bringing it out.It's too wet to read, but you flatten it out on the table and try to pat the liquid out with some napkins.With this, it's slightly more decipherable.One side is your creation, probably only understandable in the DARK. Here, it's indecipherable scribbles, but there you used it to keep track of your location and your surroundings. It probably won't be useful to you now.The other side is divided into two parts. One half is some kind of technical diagram depicting a machine. You don't know enough to decipher its meaning. It's probably relevant somehow.The other part is a top-down map of an area you don't recognize. The outer edges seem to be at a larger scale than things closer to the center, with squares separating levels of magnification. you're not sure how much information is being cut out between square transitions.The second- most internal layer is some kind of floorplan, and the largest external layer seems to be some kind of highway map. Milling and Bluffborough are probably both on here somewhere, but you haven't been to enough places to know where they would be.You're careful not to eat your map.Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
>>6450436Probably maybe ask the employee, I suppose
>>6450436>probably only understandable in the DARK.Oh that's quite simple. Find someplace with no light and CHECK the map. Why not? Maybe that somewhere dark and out of sight... No.While here, though...Try to listen with your eyes again. Maybe...If that doesn't help, go bother the employee. Surely they've dealt with worse. And a map may prove interesting for their day.Therefore,>PRESENT YOUR MAP TO THE EMPLOYEE AND ASK QUESTIONS IN REGARDS TO THE MAP AND WHAT THEY CAN RECOGNIZE.Also I don't think we ever heard your mission. Shall we hear it, then? Come on.
First time engaging with a quest, might as well try.The junk ball is important, but the risk of losing something makes me wonder if it's a roll of the dice, being able to "CHOOSE" what we want to secure and the other 2 are lost or up to chance, or if we could minimize risk by undoing the ball in a desk or in some sort of container....Actually, have we looked at the stick or the glass bottle? They might have some label or carving that might or might not clarify our situation.
QM please give us a sign, I really like the mechanics and narrative in this quest
Game has The following resources:Extractable: Metals - everything that's not helium and hydrogen - can be produced from volitiles and energyVolitiles - helium and hydrogenEnergy - light and warmth and stuffRare extractable:Strings - needeed to do stuff that breaks laws of physics - precursors (TM) built the ftl lanes with it. (with enough tech players can use it to connect outside the cluster systems too so as long as you don't annoy me the map is infinite)Psi - can be harvested from one star and from your population - magic wizard power.Neutronium - raw neutrons - artificial gravity and exotic matter sheninigans - visit a pulsarNational:WorkforceComment too long. Click here to view the full text.
>>6460926>Action one Study blackholes.With their improved ships researchers study the blackhole from a safe difference trying to understand how it works to the best of their ability.>Action two Research self healing ships.As the bioships further blur the line between animal and machine the ship healers and growers work together trying to improve the ships ability to heal on its own.>Action 3 Celebration.Wanting to boost the population's morale, a planetwide festival is held to celebrate the recent advancements in bioship technology.>Action 4 Construct Ship Hatchery.With bioships developing reproductive capabilities a facility is designed for storing new bioships and monitoring their growth.
>>6460923>Eureka PointSpend on discovering the 'Strings' resource>Free Action (Exploration)Explore the solar system to the North of my starting world.>"Diplomacy"Eventually the plan is to enslave it, since my drawback penalty does not let me conduct actual diplomacy. However, since this is an unusual situation, the Cynosure will conduct some basic investigation first before skipping straight to modus operandi. Start by trying to ask:"Who are you? What is your purpose? Why are you here on this planet specifically? Why are you alone / what happened to the rest of your kind? Are you able to provide value to us?">Action 1Use the ‘cyber-pop repurposing facility’ to help alleviate the overpopulation. Anything that goes over capacity, feed as much of it into the facility Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
>>6460926> Herd of Xi'Ni> Action 1.Select alloys made from a specific ratio of a certain isotope of iron, Cobalt, and palladium are gathered and used to cover the mantles of our Psi-Thinkers, ideally to serve as heat sinks and cooling fins in case of an emergency. This would allow ideally for some 'latency' with the flow of energy being supplied compared to Psi produced. In layman's terms, once a Psi-Thinker burns the extreme amounts of energy to think the big Psi-Thoughts, the Psi-Fins soak up the waste heat, and allow them to 'toggle the energy' required to keep them in 'the zone', ideally reducing total energy consumption. Either way, no matter the effectiveness, members of the Herd can not help but whisper about how cool the Psi-Thinkers look now.> Action 2.As we move into the next pulsar star system, pushing further 'west' than any of the recently born calves ever remember going in their lifetimes, a simple accident turns into our next research project once the Filaments are done. A Neutronium Harvest as handing a Psi-Thinker a unit of the stuff, wanting to show his friend what all his thinking had earned the Herd, and the Psi Thinker wrapped its tentacles around it, and absentmindly pushed some Psi into it (Tell me what the interaction is and if the poor sap would have a chance to throw the Psi-Soaked Neutronium away from him please?)3. The Herd invests in at building their communications array, on the newly title "Deacon".>Movement: The Herd moves into the pulsar directly connected to the left of the current one.>Research: Finish Neutronium Filament?
ACTION 1: Investigate the creatureIt didn't take a genius to know this thing was dangerous and potentially temperamental but quite frankly there were so many horrifying abominations that popped up during the war that they wouldn't remember all of them. The Techne send a small armada of drones to observe this new creature.ACTION 2: Terran Supremacist Agenda(Increase spirit with psi), 6 PsiMeanwhile on Terra, while not despair there was a sense of Ennui. The Order knew that an unmotivated population would never really rise to the occasion and so the best Financiers were put to the task to radicalize Terra's population using their best ''Enlightened Adjustments''(Stockmarket and media magic). To the untrained eye it may look like normal advertisements or propaganda, but one who understands Magick would quickly realize the subliminal messages hidden in all of itFree Action: Throw 100 metals,100 Volatiles and 94 energy at the God ThingFor now, it's better to placate this thing with what's available.
>Action. Eureka! Industrial Ecosystems.>A new style of architecture and bioengineering that allows the construction of living industrial ecosystems that expand and propagate across a planet automatically until they have tapped all resources in the location, or can no longer be sustained.Long Winter and Amusing Birds watch a group of squirrels. There is an issue in the gestalt communication between them, one that the two trees have not yet corrected. Around and around, over and over, the rodents race back and forth, moving nuts from pile to pile, pulling from one to stock up another, then pulling from that to replenish the original. It is a fruitless exercise, unless the goal is indeed just exercise. Long Winter breaks the silence first, a ripple of irritated buzzing from the bee colony nestled in his branches. “This is how we have pursued things thus far.”Amusing Birds scoffed a bit, a silver tailed sparrow squawking. “Ridiculous. Our heap of nuts grows ever higher.”“Perhaps. But we spend more time running from heap to heap than accumulating anything of note. We must reconsider the foundations of industry entirely. A flower does not cease producing seeds because it was not ordered to make more. A rabbit continues to sire offspring. Our industry must follow the same parameters.” The gestalt of the squirrels is gently corrected, and each creature sets about gathering new nuts instead of shifting the ones in the current heaps. “Living factories, mines, powerplants? Ranches and plantations?”“An ecosystem of them, in fact.”Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
Welcome to a Special thread of Do Your Best Quest! It’s Constance’s auto-conclusive sidestory! Our cunning hero will investigate the most enigmatic characters in the quest, and unveil their plans or well-kept secrets! Be prepared for grand revelations, tear-jerking moments, and hilarious situations as you help guide our favorite mummy to the most favorable of outcomes.It’s all down to your choices! ---You’re Constance Strangelove, one of the five Judges who rule over a violent competition to determine the ruler of the netherworld. Not out of your own volition, you were selected by fate or luck, saved from certain death to fulfill this purpose. You were given extraordinary abilities to accomplish this, without taking into account your previous affinity to the supernatural. You do so by communicating to ghosts and spirits. They’re different. You know that.You’re doing everything in your power to hinder the *violent* bit of your description. After all, this debacle is happening in your world — the human world — and you can’t accept pain for the sake of pain! Everyone relies on you to see a peaceful resolution!With all the help from your friends and allies, you’ve decided to step up, and repay their kindness by being extra useful! How? You’ll see!Today, there’s a new meeting between your colleagues. They happen frequently, but today is a special one. You’re traversing the realm of dreams to find a special spot, where the dream-like nature feels at its most finicky. It feels real. But it is not. You’re assured. “My crystal princess, I notice you are quite tense.” Your guardian spirit and the source of your powers, Athelone, places her hand over your shoulder. You’re sitting together on the couch, the invisible platform is transporting you to the meeting spot. It’s magic. Cool magic!Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
>>6452092Thanks for running this wild thread QM!
>>6452092What a twist!?!
>>6452092Thanks for running.
>>6452086...she gon' be caked.>>6452092See you next time!
>>6452092Thanks!
>>6450152>immortal being with a scrying staff is a voyeurI'm not surprised.Anyways, glad to see Frieza's body didn't rupture after all that. I'm sure he could take it, but still.
23 hours to go! I hope you're ready!>>6449748A good question. Depends on how soon it becomes known what happened.It is always fun.If Okira went evil, even Beerus could potentially fall to her.Maybe.>>6450159He was expecting to see training. Like pulling up youtube and discovering you tabbed the hub instead.>>6450163He's a tank. But he lasted only moments in the form, didn't push himself through an episode-long fight against an EQUAL.
>>6450152Thank you for writing this epilogue. It was very interesting to see Freeza's perspective of those events. It is really incredible that he achieved Ultra Instinct. Congrats to him.This was fun to read.
Soon!>>6450548He's been working hard, always good to get a view into what he's going through on his own journey. And glad you enjoyed, it was a fun tale to tell.
It is TIME!>>6450589
>"Your unceasing blood lust has cost our tribe everything, Fight Gnome!">"If you don't stop trying to kill everyone we come across, I will be forced to banish you, to the great wastes beyond!"That was the last thing Chief Gnome said to you, before you tried to FIGHT him.And now you find yourself stuck in the middle of some enormous dust plain, mulling over what to do next.>Kick rocks>Cry>Check out the weird circular rock you're sitting on>Contemplate why your tribe couldn't accept you for who you are
>>64476932 attackStomp the knee and then STONE COLD STUNNER
Rolled 48, 40, 95 = 183 (3d100)>>6447727>>6447807Rolling, if total is odd, buttmunch, if even, Stone Cold StunnerMunch DC = 50 for partial success, 60 for fullStunner DC = 60 for partial success, 70 for full
>>6447695pause a moment in existential doubt... has the bloodlust gone too far?? Was this not the warning of the Elders, that has gone unheeded? >>6445740
[red]test[/red]got stuck behind rangeblock
>>6449647and had a power outage so my ip changed, no more coloured text
