Infohazard Edition>PREVIOUS THREADhttps://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive/2025/6253906/>What is this?"The Mystery Dungeons 2e" is a text-based role-playing game created to expand on the setting created by the spinoff series, Pokémon Mystery Dungeon. This has no story relation to the first quest, and is its own new story. Players still isekai themselves into the world and become Pokémon, going on adventures with their newfound guild mates! SFW ONLYA deeper explanation of rules, related pages, and whatnot can be found here:https://rentry.org/tmd2many_rules>I'd like to participate!This current arc is coming to a close. When that happens (and you’ll know when), we may have a spot for another foreigner to join the world of Pokémon…or even for a native to enter the stage and become Something More. Until Then…there are other ways to participate, about which you can learn and do here: https://matrix.to/#/#the-mystery-dungeons-2nd-edition:matrix.org>Okay, now what?Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
>>6408302>>6408333Wallis steadfastly fastens her stance, the fire assailing her weighing less than the raging waters she's forged herself in to get here. A hissing sound from the water emerges on impact as steam appears, but it becomes apparent that this body of water is far from capacity as a heat sink as some steam emerging comes from the aggroed Marshtomp. Wallis shares a moment of synchronicity with the large creature assailing her amidst infection with Twilight Syndrome for the first time since Ontic Oubliette. Yet she musters neither pity nor hesitation. The focused light in the stream of fire produced by Flamethrower is strong, as are the emotions that must be separated from the thoughts sustaining Twilight Syndrome. However, a mixture of infinity energy, trace amounts of something else, and Wallis' sparkles gleam in defiance. Followed by a similar glint from her Mending Rune Amulet, Wallis appears...> HP: 35/35Unscathed. She gives her teammate >>6408639 a nod in reply before meeting "eyes" with the goal in her line of sight. With a roar that enters its first half warped by infection and its second only warped by Berserk, Wallis forces away the flames."Hey headcase!">Wallis moves South 1, West 2, and South 2.Coursing Magic Powder from the payload she pushes through the Mega Swampert battle aura as her reason resumes, Wallis picks up the idol along the way and puts it in front pointing South. As the others unimpeded by idol pushing or movement arrive to act first, Wallis enters on a jet of water from her arms."Signed, sealed, delivered! Take your medicine like a good alien!"Wallis raises her arms and lets the roaring waters around her flow with the gravitational pull as diffuse streams alongside the Magic Powder from the idol, not unlike the Baram Town fountain it once served as. Meeting the creature's so-called gaze without breaking it, she trusts the gravitational pull to take it to the singularity inside of the black hole before her. Not breaking her line of sight, Wallis keeps her eyes on the prize as she takes a Break to reset Berserk for the final push. Even as she loses 1 stage of Defense and Special Defense from her Bulwark Seed, it's clear she's not afraid of you.
Rolled 16, 16 = 32 (2d20)>>6408333Mohka blocks the bulk of the flames with his broad wrist scales, covering like a boxer. The natural shields divert away some of the flames, while his defensive awakening cools the rest. >(18/24 HP)A terrible, almost melodic clang rings out when the ball of flame hits with such force that Mohka is knocked back half a step; the impact also looses a tiny red gem from its storage between his scales. Unnoticed in the commotion, it gets crushed underfoot as the dragon steps forward to regain his footing. Mohka shudders as a second surge of power rushes through him, this one full of Fighting type energy. While still left as a Psychic-type due to the effects of the powder, its emotion-suppressing qualities falter under the weight of this much power.The orange hue of fighting type energy takes over as the prominent color in Mohka's rainbow awakening aura as he closes his eyes and takes a breath. "...My turn."Mohka moves three tiles to the right, and stands on the form of the already-felled empowered charizard, one foot between its wings and the other on its head. He gazed sternly again at black Charizard; this one a promise instead of a challenge. You, too, will meet this fate.Mohka roars, the sound of his voice joined, and quickly overtaken by, the sound of his many scales clashing and clanging, like so many wind chimes, and with such speed and force to be anchored by a metallic drone as those scales move through space, as Mohka unleashes his All-Out Pummeling!Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
>>6410095Mohka's assault lands for 15 damage!Darius's Stone Edge lands for 15 damage!
Rolled 3, 3, 2, 5, 16, 4 = 33 (6d20)Rolling.
Kaz's nerves are steely as ever through four attacks. Before anyone can process what's happened, Golurk has taken 15 damage!Ishmael stays near with another Substitute...Now's a good time to remember how well pain reminds one of their distance from death; the imminent fallen don't feel it. The shared stability linking Spike, Espurr and Skitty lets all three of the dimute Pokemon stand before the end of a world while they work their craft.The link honed over this entire descent affords Espurr a touch of extra relief from the power mounting within them. Well met, as there's no space for a break down here.Berserk roll: -3!A critical strike Flash Cannon from Sail punches through Minior's armor for 15 damage! Its shell hasn't finished peeling away before Matchia reversal finishes it off for 10 more. The meteorite's defused! It falls inert next to Orner's body...Belongings not exploded, the inside of its shell contains a surprisingly heavychunk of glowing space rock.Meanwhile, Solrock nearby takes 12 damage from a U-Turn. Both it and Brook are on their last legs...Ribbons finds a superheated ledge and sets another pair of ledges while Evan breaks out his new toy. Telekinetic pressure crushes the ghost in its own armor for 2 damage! Low damage all around, but after traipsing through the magma for 12 damage, This Ceruledge looks a lotcloser to dropping than one might imagine...Cress dashes over to the other size of the Charizard to flank it with a Scorching Sands! Supposing it lands...that's 3 damage! Darius pins the lizard in place with a 10 damage Stone Edge! It has nowhere to retreat
[For A Blue & Pure World - A Gundam SEED Quest]February of Cosmic Era 70, Yggdrasil Space Station Vacinity..."All Moebius Mobile Armor pilots, begin deployment!"You hear the commander of your vessel, the Hampton, shout as you release an breath you didnt realize you were holding in for way too long. Your time in the Military Academy had prepared you for this eventuality. To have to fight, and to kill, still...would you be able to survive the hellscape that was war? The Moebius surged forth from its small catapult as you are jettisoned out into space, "Erza Thorne, lets do it!" Arrayed in formation with dozens of other Moebius, your sure that if you just follow orders and rely on a bit of luck, you'll be able to make it through."All Forces...fire!!" You hear over comms as the fleet began its attack against tue encroaching ZAFT forces and their GINN mobile suits.[What to aim for first...?](d100+Pilot Skill Mod)Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
>>6392621>>6392617Taking an deep breath, you focused ahead on the enemy vessels, letting more daring, and statistically more suicidal pilots take the front as you fire Linear Gun, aiming for the sub-weapons of an Laurasia-class Ship, the shots not quite reaching their target as the accelerated rounds hit the bottom hull section of the vessel."Striker Squadron, you got incoming!" One of the ship operators shouted into Comms as three GINN were boosting towards the battle line from an lower altitude, "Come on Kid, Evade!" Another Pilot of the Squadron says, You think his name was Mu, says as you fall in tandem with his machine as the two of you move to play Tag with the giant war machines. Bullets fly past as you maneuver as best you could with your wingman as the GINN's try to pick you off with gunfire. Striker 03 suddenly got hit when one of the enemy headed the Squadron off near some debris. Biting your tongue, you had no leisure to mourn as you veered around to at least fight back against tryout foe's, taking aim with Mu and Striker 02 as you nail an enemy with several shots of Linear Gun. One blinds the main camera as a round destroyed monoeye sensor of the machines head while several more were focused on the midsection where the cockpit was, caving it in and piercing out the other side as the machine explodes."Alright! We bagged one! Command, we need some relief from two bodies before we get wiped!" Mu calls to the captain as they acknowledge, sending another unit to help assist, the fixture of the battle, Yggdrasil, slowly going up in flames in tue crossfire, tue space station taking damage as the fighting went on. "The Yggdrasil is burning..." You muse as you attempt to down another GINN, using focused fire to overwhelm them as you destroy both hands with lucky shots, your manipulation of the Linear Gun manually allowed you to get better shots even back on the simulator, despite it taking longer to line up a shot to intercept a target where it was going rather than where it was. Suddenly, you detect something, from off into the distance, something was coming towards the fleet, an mobile suit? Your body reacts as you feel surge of concentrated malice. Several shots fly past where you used to be as Striker 02 was destroyed by the machines gunfire. The new foe seemed to be an enhanced model, bearing extra boosters and thrusters, bearing an rifle that sported an blade bayonet half the length of the regular GINN Heavy Sword."We can't handle this, we should pull back to the support of the Anti-Air Fire!" Mu says as he seemed to have managed to evade as well as you both retreat towards friendly support, but that GINN wasn't going to allow you both to escape that easily as he surges up towards Mu, the Moebius thrust was too slow to escape the enemies grasp as you wondered what to do!?[The Easy Choice or The Hard Choice?]>Continue your retreat, sorry Mu...>Try to knock Mu away from the enemies imminent attack!
>>6392642>Try to knock Mu away from the enemies imminent attack!
QM, you alive?Come back if able, Quest was barely just starting. Aw man.
>>6392583>[b]my gundam[/b]
NOVAGEN SECURE LINE 3.0SECURITY CHECK [===============] 100% OKSITE LISTIIIIII <-IVVENTER ACCESS: ***********CHECKING [===============] 100%GRADE 5 ACCESS: OKGRADE 4 ACCESS: OKComment too long. Click here to view the full text.
Rolled 1 (1d2)Breaking the tie.1.Jump onto the humvee2.Toss a grenade
>>6405864>>6406324>>6407069>>6407150Jumping wins. Roll a 1d20, Best of Three
Rolled 20 (1d20)>>6408687
Rolled 6 (1d20)>>6408690I guess no further rolls are needed. We action hero this shit!>>6408687Rollin' just 'cause bo3 usually requires you roll 'em all.
Rolled 17 (1d20)>>6408687>>6408690Incredible
MONSTER QUEST 2THE CITY HOLDS ITS BREATH. RECAP TIME!It's been a week since the ROAR OF THE MONSTER KING shook the City, turning many of its inhabitants into MONSTERS. That number included (you)! Latching onto the evil in your heart, the power of the roar has turned you into an elemental being of mold and gamer rage! Hopping from shell to shell, you have spent the last week facing HEROES, resisting the creeping insanity of your new condition, avoiding getting roped into the SECOND MONSTER WAR, breaking into prisons, and finding time to focus on your true enemy. Abysmal video games and shitters who play them! But all this time, doom hanged over your head. MONSTER KING created you and the ones like you with a purpose: to be thralls in the war of his second coming. For a century humans kept the King contained, but clearly, he has regained enough power to make himself known once again. The old guard – monsters who became such purely due to their own evil nature – herd the roar-born ones like you into an army to free the MONSTER KING. You are one of the few ones who know that doing so would spell your enslavement, the borrowed power inside of you giving the King enough control to turn you into nothing more but his minion should he ever truly wake up and be free. To ensure your freedom, you and your minions/friends(?) have agreed to work with a terrifying natural-born monster, IO, who claims that he would take the power of the monster king for himself.RECAP OVER! Previous thread: https://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive/2025/6312550/
>>6409211oh and >yes to inviting him after we feel out Ice King's intentions and ask a few questions
>>6409169>>6409189+1
>>6409211>somewhere in the multiverse Moldy the monster king ascends as every monster across the globe is overcome with a hatred for video games Moldy's roar is just the AVGN theme song, kek.
>>6409169>Tell him we know because of wunchoo, and if he asks what that is reply wunchoo like to know! Gottem!>Yes invite him though
"I can't tell you that/bullshit him/wunchoo like to know" - 4"I'm working for IO" - 2General yes to the invite, some questions.Vote closed.That's going to be a fun surprise for all involved parties. Maybe you could play it off as a surprise for you too.>>6409189>2. If IO finds out about this, how pissed will he be and will he try to hunt us down and punish us?I assume this is a question for me directly, because how would Ice King know. The answer depends on how the clusterfuck final fight goes. But most likely answer is confusion(because IO really doesn't see humans as anything other than enemies/food), then rage. If heroes all die and IO ascends anyway you could probably avoid uncomfortable questions though.
Pick Location>Riverlands: Many hills between them are rivers many tribes and clans try to lay claim to this area as the rivers provide many benefits. Raids are commonplace. >Fertile plains: Flat land as far as the eye can see. Rain is very common allowing crops to flourish. A great lake is at the center of the plains. Lack of materials and terrain make it hard to build structures.>Rocky Mountains: Harsh steep environment filled with strong beasts. Very defensible locations but there is a lack of easy food. Pick Race>Human: Balanced and adaptable have no problems with affinity in most skills. Major diplomacy bonus with other neutral humans. >Orc: Orcs live to fight; they raid for their most technology -5 to research rolls. One extra army action per turn.>Troll: Ugly tuff beasts with strong regeneration. They fear fire as it stops their regeneration. They excel at charging tolls especially at bridges. Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
>>6397025Also doesn't help that some of the most active/enthusiastic QMs/players here have literally been bullied away from /qst/ by other anons for reasons that are ultimately really trivial. But when traffic slows down so much that the average quest is rocking 4-6 players, just 1 or 2 of them acting like dicks is way harder to ignore. I havent been here terribly long, but I think if mods/jannies had been stricter, sooner, in dealing with bad actors, it would've really helped protect this space.
>>6397057I feel like it's still more of a # of users issue - if there are enough people, the morons naturally get drowned out / ignored
>>6397059Right, I agree - but it's a downward spiral, I guess, is what I mean. As the general population has declined, dickheads have gained a larger relative footprint, making the space less welcoming to new QMs and more tiresome for older ones. Really a shame. Obviously all the different factors at play have been talked about to death in the /qtg/. Just the way of it. I happen to still really like the 4chan interface, though captcha is more of a drag than ever. I have resisted trying out akun because it looks ugly and a little confusing to me, and I mostly mobile post which I suspect exacerbates my issues with the layout. As other anon suggested, I think we should push to be allowed back into /tg/ or something, at this point.
>>6397072> I think we should push to be allowed back into /tg/ or something, at this point.Only way really. Though obviously mods would need to do more work or it would even have to be a custom "label qst threds as such, only 3 - 5 allowed at a time", etc.
>>6397057I'll admit I haven't seen most of that, simply because I don't often venture in the qtg, despite having been questing since around 2012ish, but yeah, whenever I've ventured into qtg I do see drama. If I didn't peek inside a few times a year, I wouldn't know that soj had art drama and apparently people think he is a pedo or gooner slop QM or something. Or that so many people hated Souv besides me (I love/hate him). Or any number of a million other things. But frankly qtg was like that even back on /tg/ to some degree, people had strong opinions on quests and writing and dice mechanics, some drama ensues, etc. It just didn't matter because we had sheer volume of people back then.>low player count4-6 players isn't that bad for a quest imo, it is basically the cozy zone. The ideal place to be for the average quest, so long as you get replacements occasionally to fill in for people who's interest drops off. It's only really bad for QMs with bigger egos (don't mean this in a mean way) who need the engagement to maintain their interest. But it is dire when the majority of quests on the board are in that same state, even really popular quests seem to drop off to that sort of player count after one or two threads. And yes, a couple of assholes in a low population quest can definitely kill it.>stricter janniesEh, I am really thankful they are so neglectful honestly. Outside of taking care of that one pony!scatporn/ultra!racist thread spammer and outright flamers, I've found the presence of mods to be rather oppressive. I say this as someone who is generally a good actor (I've only received a 1 day ban a single time for off topic discussion). Like, as someone who thinks anonkun is WAY too full of power fantasy smut quests, I think it is stupid that posting lewd quests earns you a ban. At no point were /tg/ or /qst/ ever as bad as akun, imo. And even banning people who flame others is just liable to have half the population ending up banned eventually, which in our present state, is not a good idea.>>6397059Agreed, you can ignore/filter threads or people. The fact of the matter is that our fate was sealed the moment we got split off into a containment board that receives no new features or technical support, and doesn't cover enough subjects to have broad appeal. Community initiatives to attract new people came too late and weren't sustained enough to really make a long term difference. Plus /qst/ has better (barely) alternatives. Even if akun has the shitty infamous kascode and similar lack of new features, and SB/SV has a different culture and very slow quest updates (once or twice a week is normal for 'fast' quests there, once a month is more normal, plus regular and frequent hiatuses), making it better suited for a different format of quests, like plan!quests or managerial/strategic quests (though at least discussion is fast, even if updates aren't).
Not everything is what it seems…An image was created, but few will truly understand what’s hidden within it. There is a secret, a code… maybe even a path.You only have 23 days to uncover the mystery.We are looking for intelligent people who enjoy exploring technology and uncovering the unknown.If you enjoy mysteries, challenges, and have a sharp mind, this enigma is for you.Tip: look closely, think outside the box… the answer isn’t where everyone is looking.When you figure it out, everything will make sense.Good luck.
that's not a quest, go post that shit on Twitter
You have journeyed much, in these lands most strange; these unending mountains whose peaks stretch towards the heavens. Through ridge and pass you have gone, by valley and crest alike, over leagues unnumbered of blackened stone and roaring wind. What remained, then, but to press ever onwards, towards some end unknown, unseen, and scarcely dreamt? Lo, and upon the farthest verge of sight, a mountain beyond all telling, whose sides were as sheer walls set against unending skies. Thither you were drawn, compelled somehow to climb it, to ascend beyond, and gaze upon what remained above...yet before your feet could touch that dread ascent, one trial most great remained; a narrow path, a ledge upon which one could scarcely stand, poised above gulfs unfathomable, whose stygian darkness struck the surroundings with a force most like light.What narrowness it was, what blade-like edge which stood as your only road. You could not cross it with what you carried; you could not cross it with all you brought. You could see, in the distance, possessions much alike; replacements most plentiful, of quality far greater! But how should a soul one so readily abandon that which had brought them through all that was? What hardness of heart might it take to hew one's lifeboat into lumber? To turn one's cradle into kindling?No will so greatly weighed, none save the will to live.You search the resolve to do so inside you; you drive your will to muster strength. What littlest burden may you carry, that shall find you the grit to walk?You awaken.
The 18th of January is quite a sight at Portblanc. Dozens of cargo ships, chartered to carry a multitude of items, men and beasts line the ports. Soldiers party at taverns with friends and family alike, using every last second of leisure time before they are called forth to join the flotilla and prepare for their journey ahead. You have spent the last hour making sure all of your personal effects have been loaded onto the trader galleon that will be carrying you (as well as a good deal of your warchest)The first to approach you is, most surprisingly, your halfbeast steward, August. You had known the old owlman ever since you were a child, and his advice had helped you in many a time. Even now, he will remain in his position, helping your brother through the early stages of his regency. You turn to him, as if to speak, but he interrupts you first."Your lordship, I believe you would be happy to know that I have taken the liberty of telling the publicans of the city to make sure no soldier is left forgotten at their cots.""Thank you, August." you reply, before continuing. "It shall be a great shame, to no longer benefit of your advice when I once again come to rule. And you know very well I am the lord no longer - it is Luciano that shall be called as such from now on." you add, jokingly."Of course, of course." he says, chuckling. "I've also given my last goodbyes to Joan. I hope it shall not be of issue if she carries some property of her own?" You do not respond immediately - it feels odd, how lightly this man seems to take the journey of his only daughter to a far and distant land from whom there may be no return, or at least not for the length of his life. "O-of course." you reply. "It is no issue.""Very well...I know this to be what she prefers." he says, before putting his old, tired hand on your shoulder. "Take good care of her, will you?" he adds, and without another word, walks away, leaving you behind to stew in your emotions. Until, of course, one of the workers almost drops the crate holding your suit of Antinian Armor - at which point you are dragged back to your duties, and put any other thoughts aside.
It is early in the afternoon when all is readied - all the cargo has been loaded, all the men have been lead onboard, your room has been made bare of all the things you own - including, of course, that ornate set of armor you had just received. The time had come for your final goodbyes to your family, who now waited for you at the docks.Your brother stands at the front of them, looking very much ragged and even paler than usual, but still happy. You shake his hand with pride. "Good fortunes, Alessandro. See that you do not die before me.""The same to you, brother, the same to you."Your mother, on the other hand, is sat on a chair, looking away from you, as if in refusal to talk, just as she has done for the psat few weeks. You are not quite sure of what you could say that might change her mood...except one thing, that is."When I father my first child, I shall be sure to send them here as soon as they are old enough for the journey, alright, mother?"This phrase seems to catch her attention enough to look at you, before she turns away again. "See that you do." is all she says, and you don't believe you'll get anything else.Your nephew...there isn't much you can say, being but a child, teething at his own hands, but you promise yourself to meet him, when he is old enough to remember. Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
>>6410541>Fleur Heater
>>6410541>Fleur HeaterThat's looking pretty sweet.
>>6410541>Compass
One moment you're in the Barrens, cheerfully scraping mutant bug goo off your crotch plate with a sharpened hubcap.The next, your body is being crushed from all sides into a single dimensionless point.No pain. A distant, vaguely malevolent sound like God cracking His knuckles, a flash of rainbow colors, and then--Green.You have never seen this much green. Your HUD tries to pinpoint your exact location via GPS and gives up after a few tries. The external sensors lick the air and do something they have never done before in their entire operational life: find nothing wrong with it.ATMOSPHERIC ANALYSIS COMPLETE. Toxins: NONE. Radiation: NONE. Particulate: CLEAN. ERROR -- results outside range of last 5341 DAYS. Recommend immediate sensor recalibration.Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
>>6408343>Write-in>HOW WOULD ANY OF THIS HELP SOLVE MY PROBLEM
>>6408343>Check out the locale.This guy's not going anywhere, and before we go agreeing to anything, gathering our own info might help prevent us from being rug-pulled. This isn't the first time we've had to navigate a shifty deal.Broadly though, I am tempted to take him up on it, mainly so we have a home base for R&R, and so we can hold him to the lofty ideals expressed here (rather than him sliding into a dictator as is likely).Also of note: this "disease of the will" affects the guys in charge of towers. Of which our slightly hapless Robes is now a member. We'll need to keep an eye on him.
>>6408515+1, excellent thinking. Plus, keeping him waiting is a good negotiation tactic.>t. merchant
>>6408343>Check out the localeLet's take a look how much FREEDOM and DEMOCRACY this place could use. Also we need to find some jerky for the Unicorn. Pet her.
>>6408343>Check out the locale.I figure the long-term plan should be to get ourselves a recharging source of JUICE, enough allies to back us up, then take out the Princess and install a new puppet. We've already demonstrated that we can take out most of what they might throw at us, all we need is more intel on what the Princess has that could stop us. She can be as lawful all she wants, it will be for naught if we burn down her kingdom. Ahem, I mean start a revolution for FREEDOM AND LIBERTY.
Here you are, like many times before, breaking a sweat in front of a grill — doing what you do best. That’s right, you’re cooking some burgers! The most special kind. A recipe of your own creation. One that surpasses every other single one. But you can’t boast yet without every single one of your hobos’ approval! You’re nothing without them, and if they don’t enjoy it, there’s no reason to do this. That’s why you called Ruby and Suan De back to the apartment. One quick testing session before everyone arrives. Your teammates are stuck in traffic so there’s time to prepare everything for the party AND get those two’s consent for your nameless burger. Then Matilda will be next! You’ll show her the superior burger!You’re not naming the burger based on the team (You don’t apologize to Bubbles.) It’s a placeholder. The name you came up with was rejected, and the hobos’ suggestion was so offensive that you won’t give it the dignity to list it here.Regardless, your judges have arrived...“I meant to arrive early, but I was delayed. My apologies.” Suan De bursts in like she’s about to do the most important assassination mission she ever had. “What’s the emergency?”“Johnny, I’m here as well. Whatever you need us for, we are ready.” Ruby hurries inside.“Good. I need your opinion on these.” You show off the incredible hamburgers your twisted mind has prepared.“That’s the emergency…?” Suan De feels cheated. Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
>>6396716>Celia will join the team! She’s gonna be a great asset to saving the world!>Celia is going to have your babies! Wait, who wrote this prompt?! Your mom?!Mom, that’s your answer for everything! ‘Son, sweetie, make sure your lady takes her fertility drugs at least a month before your date night, and that you abstain and eat lots of spinach, citrus, and tree nuts during that time!’ Come on!
Nothing is going to stop Celia from spelling out this oath to the whole world! You can see the unwavering determination in her eyes. She’s an unstoppable force who won’t ever back down from keeping this pledge to you.“I’ll help you enact revenge against your psycho dad.” Celia’s eyes are full of determination. “And don’t give me any of that ‘you don’t have to’ crap or something lame like that. I want to. Damn, I have to! I’m not letting any motherfucker get away with hurting you.”“Celia, this is very kind of you in a twisted way, but I don’t know if it’s worth the effort.” You scratch the back of your head. “Don’t get me wrong, the guy is a tool. But he’s pretty much a non-factor right now.”“That’s your problem right there. You got this idea in your head that you can move on because you can endure it, but he’s weighing you down, Johnny. And running with shackles on ain’t really freedom.” Celia looks down to the street. “Or your style.”“Did I sound that dejected when we were talking about it?” You drop your head.“I can’t say for sure. When I saw you there, I felt like I was watching my reflection. It’s scary. To be so in tune with someone and what links us is hopelessness.” Celia admits. “A bastard ruined our lives and no one made it right. The world moved on. End of chapter. Justice doesn’t exist and crap. And you feel like you have to move on too...”“I can still do something about it…” It wasn’t your priority, that’s all. Right?“Yeah, same, it didn’t stop me from feelin’ like crap though.” Celia shrugs. “But seeing this reflecting on you… it was worse… like my stomach was burning. I was beside myself. So fuckin’ angry. I wanted to throw my plans in the dumpster, find this bastard and…” Celia scratches her head. “...You don’t deserve this bullshit, man. You don’t deserve to feel like... me.”Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
>>6396832“Like what kind of future?” You wonder. “You know, one where you and I… Huh… Uhm… UHM...” Celia’s determination begins wavering! A thought so lewd crossed her mind that it flusters her. An entire future timeline of events clogs her brain. “You okay there?” You’re worried about your fellow Beaniesaur.“I wasn’t thinkin’ of anything!” Celia starts panicking.“That’s worrying in a way.” You look concerned.“S-Shut up. W-What I’m tryin’ to say is that I’m NOT thinkin’ of any babies or stuff like that!!!” Celia is getting even more panicky.“What?” You raise an eyebrow. That’s not something you have heard before, barring certain situations… “I mean, we could talk about it. I don’t have a job, but…” You have some assets in the entertainment business!Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
>>6396833Thanks for running!
You are Princess Myrcella Baratheon and your problems are too numerous to count.Where do you even begin? Your older brother Joffrey is a charismatic sociopath who enjoys torturing kittens to death. Your younger brother Tommen, for all his good moral character, lacks anything resembling a spine. Your mother, Queen Cersei Baratheon, is a witless imbecile who has convinced herself that she's the most intelligent person in any room that she walks into. Your so-called friends are all your mother's lapdogs, well behaved handmaidens who tell your stupid bint of a mother everything you talk about. Your father, King Robert Baratheon, is prone to rage and drinking when he's not fucking his way through every whore in King's Landing. To make matters worse, the one human being in all the city you could rely on, who cared enough to hear out your troubles and offer grandfatherly advice, just dropped dead. Old age and a sudden sickness, claimed Grand Maester Pycelle, which might as well have been code for foul play in the height of summer, when his wife and sickly son remained hale and hearty. The one good thing that came from Lord Arryn's death was how mutual grief warmed your relations with your oaf of a father. For all of his many faults, and for all that he ignored Lord Arryn's advice, your father certainly loved the man."Took you under his wing, did he?" your father asked, and you pretended that he'd always been so interested in your daily life. "I'm glad at least one of my children could appreciate his council."If only your father appreciated his council more. Then perhaps you would not have heard the servants whisper of debts accumulating at horrific rates. Instead of saying that aloud, you simply say, "Joffrey doesn't have the temperament to sit still and listen."Your father snorted like a boar. "No, he doesn't, does he? Proud as his mother, that boy...""And he rages like you in the yard," the words left your mouth before you could stop them. Fortunately, your father took it as a compliment to your brother, and not the criticism of both their petty tantrums as you meant it to be. Joffrey hated losing, and when you couple that with his only modest talent in swordcraft... well, he tended to explode with rage. Still, hearing that lifts your father's spirits out from mourning, if only a little. "Does he now? That's good. He'll become a proper Baratheon yet."Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
>>6392250>Visit the Godswood. Lady Goldenleaf wanted you to pass a message to her student.Duty first.
>>6392250>Visit the Godswood. Lady Goldenleaf wanted you to pass a message to her student.We need to keep our promise before anything else.
Was good while it lasted.
I actually like this one more than jason one i hope it continues. Myrcella inner dialogue is a lot of fun.
>>6392250>There are six exceptionally good creatures that require pets, treats, and affection and you shall befriend each and every one of them.
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.
24 hours to go!>>6392801Oh yes
>>6392056>Getting mind controlled by an authoritarian cannibal tyrant into sacrificing your people for his dinner (Or Space Moloch, we don't really know what those bones were for) would be pretty embarrassing, yeah.I wonder if it’s enough to make her people to want her out of her position as a queen.>>6392153>SOMETHING was stripping those bones clean. Whether that was Kryat, or someone or someTHING else, is yet to be seen. Is it Kryat the eldritch horror or Kryat the servant of an eldritch horror?>And she'll probably want to suppress it, unless it becomes more politically valuable to reveal what happened and that their queen wasn't the one ordering these changes.How many people “disappeared” because of Kryat’s order “on behalf of the queen”? Are they all dead? Are parents of Illind'r dead? I’m very curious.>>6392237>BINGO! Komand'r CAN'T act against Ticho, she couldn't have been the one to send the guard.Yes, but how Kryat became her trusted advisor in the first place? Did he mind control her from day 1 or perhaps before that happened he promised her something? Like for example that he can make it happen that Ticho will return to her. Would this break the Dragon Pact if she did not act against Ticho, but instead she just let Kryat do it for her? "Rules lawyering" the Dragon Pact.
>>6392651>Your beam of sunlight proving just as ineffective as every other element you've tried. Even your fists have had no effect on that monster, as at your every attack you've tried, it turns into that strange smoke and reforms its body elsewhere. And that smoke is immune to any of your attacks, as if this monster isn't actually REAL. “What ARE you? Tch. Chaos Magic: Time Stop!”>But even stopping time itself doesn't seem to affect the monster, as its body reforms with a roar. That’s really impressive property. No wonder Hoi wants to control this monster.> “Come forth mighty Archfiend!” your son Kazuburo calls out.It’s nice that Kazuburo is already strong enough to provide some help against such threat.>>6392654>“An evolution?” you say, surprised as the monster's colors change, turning yellow and purple with red wings. But its colors are the least surprising change, as its power spikes more than tenfold!I wonder if Hoi could control the monster after it evolved. Can this enemy can evolve over and over again? If it facing something that harms it, forces it to improve, so the longer the fight goes on, the more dangerous Hirudegarn becomes.>>6392657>But as you're sent flying, the monster vanishes, turning to smoke once more. And then it attacks you from behind, slamming another limb into your back before you can sense him reform.It’s not just stronger but it also attacks with more skill. >A dark, sinister magic suddenly begins to infuse the monster, even its very body infused with that energy turning it shades of blue and black as its eyes glow a bright, sinister pink. And an all-too familiar symbol appears on Hirudegarn's forehead. “What the hell? Shit!”Scary. Someone really wants Hirudegarn to win.
Soon>>6393477A good question, who knows?That's to be discovered.Rules lawyering works if you follow the exact letter of the pacts.>>6393479Yes, Hirudegarn is extremely difficult to pin down.As far as 'canon' goes this is Hirudegarn's final form. But, perhaps it can grow even stronger?True. Wonder who? Or, more importantly, why?
It's time!>>6393518
Hello, new QM here! Please let me know if I'm doing something wrong or have made a mistake! Choose Character >Character 1Born in Mistral to a small family running an eatery for the factory workers. The local gang known as The Crazy 88 demanded higher protection pay until your parents could no longer keep up with the demand. After their third failure, the Crazy 88 killed your parents and took over the building.You managed to escape, and as you sought for protection you met your mentor, Pai Mei, a brutal instructor who turned your body into a weapon, an instructor of the marital arts and brutal practicality. He taught you the way of the sword and the fist. Instead of being a huntsman, you took his teachings to fulfill your revenge. Not just The Crazy 88, but anyone involved with them down to the boss himself, a man only known as Bill.You met many people and learned many things on your path to revenge, and creating your own style of combat. You killed the leader of The Crazy 88, O-Ren Ishii, one of five targets on your hit list but you fell unconscious due to your wounds. When you woke up, you were chained on a hospital bed. You were charged with 57 counts of First Degree Murder and 31 Malicious Damage With A Deadly Weapon Without A License. You expected the death penalty, seeing how corrupted the court was. At least, that’s what you thought…You were given an offer by none other than Headmaster Lionheart, then smuggled into Vale. There, Headmaster Ozpin gave you an offer: Give up your revenge and become a huntsman and become a ward of Ozpin or face the law. You took the offer in a heartbeat, but whether you truly gave up your revenge or not, that remains undecided…Reference: Kill Bill, Bruce Lee, Ip Man, Martial Arts MoviesComment too long. Click here to view the full text.
Rolled 8 + 13 (1d12 + 13)>>6409498Ok I made a mistake on the formatting
Rolled 8 + 13 (1d12 + 13)>>6409497
"We're gunning it, we need an open space to fight it. We split, I’ll bait it.”"“Got it.”You launched at the phangrim, dodging the paw swipe you slashed Black Mamba acrosss the scales lightly, all you needed was to have its attention. Black Mamba screeched against the thick plate as you ran across. The phangrimm snarled, and chased after you. You jumped through roots and bushes on the direction of the ruins, ending up on an open field. “Alrght, fucker. Let’s rumble.”The phangrimm lunged, shrieking. You ducked, side stepped, your sneakers skidded the grass as you blocked a heavy paw’s swipe. Ruby jumped by your side. “We’re doing a concentrated hit.” You cracked your neck. “You distract, I hit, and repeat. Observe.” The phangrimm’s tongue thrust like a deadly spear, you slid past and hit the same spot again then pivoted. The phangrimm followed you.“Now!” Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
>>6409657>“Good work, Ruby.”
>"Couldn't have done it without you." You pat her head. [+1 Romance Point]
THAT. WAS. INCREDIBLE!!! THE LATEST EPISODE OF TADIPC KNOCKED IT OUT OF THE PARK. The lore, the drama, the shipping! It had it ALL. You could barely contain yourself, gripping your $30 Prism plush tight to your HAES chest as your favorite characters were subjected to MINDBINDING TORTURE by the fun-loving-but-struggling-with-whippet-addiction AI Ringmaster Cairn-Eval! You are perspiring heavily but you RUSH your mouse across your desktop (which lacks a mousepad, thanks DAD) and quickly navigate to your favorite board, /Objs/. THREADS ARE UPDATING WITH LIGHTNING SPEED. YOUR CONFLICTING FICTIONKINZ CAN BARELY CONTAIN THEMSELVES. THEY ARE SO LOUD WITH THEIR DEMANDS....EURGH>>>>UGH.....YOU CAN'T HOLD THEM BACK ANY LONGERTHEIR POWER....IT'S OVERWHELMING!?!?!?!?WHICH DO YOU CLICK ON?Chex: I CANT BELIEVE youre WASTING all of your TIME on this NERD STUFF. I mean, Mother-Gooser appreciation thread? I'd say it was FREUDIAN but NONE of these guys were born from a DUCK, the most you could say is some of their MOTHERS looked like a horse. Still...better than the Chex/Prism Thread, who knows what those FREAKS get up to in there...yeah dont pick the Chex/Prism Thread.Grail - Grell/Joker/Nagito/Grim Reaper - o(≧▽≦)o KYAAAA - DID U C TH WAY THEY XPLODED xD i was like O_O whn Rydjock wus spun on tha 0 Gravite till his arms went ZOOOOOOOOOOOM. no blood tho (￣ヘ￣) letz pick TADIPC IS FOR BABIES thread, i bet thas a real bloodbath xD.Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
>>6390119you begin...to SOUP....UP!!!!
>>6390170You are now face-to-face with a Scottish Dinosaur Edu-kinz that can give you information on anything you'd like. Note: he's only able to access information you have access to and have knowledge of. Please understand that our host is in a fragile condition and may know more than he realizes.The good news: You can call The-saurus at anytime you like. It's Thesaurus. Blarney the Thesaurus. None o' those nonsense hyphen's ye add everywhere ye can. Right. Right. Thesaurus, easy to remember, hard-to-gogle see? everywhere. Yeah, our host has a fondness for hyphen's. As I was saying, you can now call Thesaurus at anytime you like to ask about anything.The bad news: You have to use the entire phrase. If you fuck up even a little bit of it, you can't call him. This is why You forgot how to do it in the first place, you have a ton of these phrases and you don't remember ANY OF THEM.Maybe we should make a place tae write it doon?Maybe so. Maybe one of our Congressional Fictionkinz wants to get off their fucking ass and do something for the constituents of our Host. Maybe we even have a writing Fictionkinz of some other category, but we'll never know. At least, we might. How do you even work like that anyways? Do you know all the groups? Maybe I dae, but ye didnae call me did ye?Maybe you can fu—I would be your gentleman caller, so please do please entertain me, O Terrible Lizard.Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
>>6390199 The "Souped-up Mode" is whin our regent supreme takes a freshly made Maru Maruchan Ramen and devours the entire thin', bowl and all. This came aboot only after Maru Maruchan started makin' edible soup containers after Mr. Pajamas In Public was uh...eatin' the bowl.His temporary disposal caused Maru Maruchan stock prices tae drop four tae five points on the regularThat much...? How is he alive...?Master is resilient, rather than born a coal-miner he was born in a coal-furnace. His glowing heart forges each day in the ever-diamonding pressures demanded of him.His heart is glowin' due tae the sodium.Anyways, ye can call this up tae three times per day, provided ye've the requisite ramen bowls. He keeps plenty o' spares and a portable kettle within his Cat A Back Log. Ye can access that at anytime tae either see or use by sayin' Cat A Back Log Up!You have to say "Cat-A-Back-Log Up!" every time. EVERY TIME. EVERY. TIME.Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
>>6390236you're done. you finished. you click so many eggs in such a short time that the sheer force of your movements blended the eggs into various colors. You're pretty sure your friend won't mind. They just wanted a bunch of eggs. Easter Eggs. A bunch of clicked together Easter Eggs with nothing inside them. You reach the far recesses of your limited mind-space to search for whatever reason they might have for needing pure colored, plastic easter eggs with nothing in them.You try to stuff down the angry voices of your parents, lecturing on whatever they would find stupid or a waste of time. It's not easy being more than a turd, but you're doing your best. Standing amidst the other eggs is a large, Solid, empty easter egg. It came pre-Clacked. Your empty mind doesn't wonder what it does.Perhaps we should try out our newfound Edukinz ability, Master? Craymond railroadingly suggests.You realize you're free to do whatever you want at this point, there's a gnawing feeling that the Egg might be useful and the other __AURAS__ might also reveal some sort of utility for you. Alas, you are a FictionKinz democracy.oh aye, those are aye run well.
>>6390079>like if Caeser was stabbed by the entire senate and not just Brutus.he was
Tywin Lannister, Lord Paramount of the west, Lord of the Westerlands, former hand of the King, and now widower at the same time as becoming a father of 4. He had sent them away, all the servants and the maester and the guards, even his eldest children who would not stop pestering him on the state of their mother, of his wife. He stood alone, in a room with a corpse made such by two children, a second pair of twins. Had it been just that, so simple as to have another set, perhaps Tywin could have stomached this loss, given time, given something useful in exchange for this loss that threatened his stone like face. Mismatched eyes, twisted body, a head that no doubt brought the strain that killed Joanna. A dwarf, a crude misshapen slap to the face by the seven who are one. He could hear it now, the laughter, the jeers, the name of his house tainted by this thing that had no right to exist. He was considering letting the sea take it to whatever the Iron born called a god, when the second shape made a grunt and shifted. It was normal, beautiful in contrast to its twin. No blemish, no misshapen features, nothing but an average baby. Tywin wondered what gift he had that made Joanna’s death a worthy price, what talent or trait would pay for the blood spilled. Tywin let out a grunt and set the two aside, walking to his wife. His fist clenched until his knuckles were white, his nails threatening to cut through his palms, before with a shudder the tension left him and the Lord of the Rock turned and exited the room.“Clean her, prepare her for the funeral.”“Yes Lord Tywin…and the infants Mi’lord?”Tywin shot a glare down at the nursemaid, who flinched away and was about to scurry off when Tywin said “Bathe them, dress them, whatever needs to be done. I will retire to my solar, do not wake me unless there is something urgent.” He said to the servants, before walking away, the air cold in his wake.Though not spoken of, for fear of earning the Old Lion’s Ire and from understanding a husband’s grief, it took Tywin a full day before he remembered to name the children.The dwarf would be named Tyrion, weather to grant the child the mercy of a proper Lannister name or to attach the named of a tormentor to him, no one could say save Tywin.Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
>>6402489>>6402490We're either going to become instant fast friends with Stannis or bitter eternal enemies with absolutely zero inbetween.
>>6402490>Asha found dead from boredom in a nearby chair by the morning
>>6402493She would know by this point to start stealing relics or planning what to take on the way out to avoid critical boredom build up
>>6402541>"Your wife is stealing my cutlery.">"She does that sometimes.">"Does she think I do not notice?">"I think she hopes you do."
>>6402615New threads peeps
You are the Blood Angel. God sent you to the mortal realm with a mission. To lead a bunch of humans to their ultimate fate.There are only about 8,124 humans in this planet. They are scattered in 2 big groups.One is the Floggers. They enjoy a diet of Bone Marrow, Bats and Thornberries.The other is the Prangs. They enjoy a diet of Goldfish, Anemones and Softbark.Increasingly they are in conflict with each other.The rest of the population are various monsters, amongst them Orcs, Goblins, Gnolls and a small tribe of advanced Ratmen. They vastly outnumber the humans, even the ratmen.The main Flogger settlement is on a continental island.To the north, there are Sand Pikachus. They eat Corn.Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
>betray god and exterminate all sapient life form, bredding mortals, reshaping a new murder race in my image>The Floggers, for now
>>6387646>The Floggers
