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Yumigawa Rushorou was plunged into a life-or-death struggle in a surreal otherworld when, one day, he went to sleep in his familiar bed and found himself thereafter in the burning ruins of a nameless city. After ten days of struggle, he emerged victorious, standing as one of very few survivors of a crucible called the Akeldama. His enemies, one way or another, were dead. His allies had been protected. The ultimate prize was his. Then he woke up.
After two strange days of confusion, a stabbing, and the realization that there never was such a person as Yumigawa Rushorou, a man people call Archer found that there was a noose around his neck, and started looking for a way to get rid of it. You haven't found it yet.

Sequel to Fate/City Akeldama, originally run from March to May 2019, and remake of Fate/Awakening Mirror, originally run from May 2019 to October 2020. Both quests, as well as the first thread of this quest, can be found here:
https://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive.html?tags=Sweets-Loving%20QM

Status Menu: https://pastebin.com/VbRZ5pwX
Character List: https://pastebin.com/aZ7WFPmj
Magic Menu: https://pastebin.com/8MXXtGnB

Quest OP: https://odysee.com/AMQST-OP1:3
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>>6302807
>[ ] Agree. If they're as financially strained as they seem, buying a shared dinner would be doing Adelheid and Truvietianne a kindness. You're quite curious, too, what kind of story there could be behind their running into Matsuda.
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>Really, the only people we've found who are involved with the War are you and your friend, Matsuda."
Oh boy! These are the exact types of interactions I love hearing about!

>>6302807
>[X] Turn the suggestion down. You should be getting back to Shinjuku.
We really should be getting back. Spending too much time with the secret family without checking in will result in messes.
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>>6302807
>[ ] Turn the suggestion down. You should be getting back to Shinjuku.
While I am excited to hear about Matsuda so that we can hunt down and kill him, how much do you want to bet that this is about the time Circe's scrying starts working again? Additionally, I want to maintain a certain amount of mystery and aura. Let them wonder what [Archer] is getting up to!

Also Sweets you son of a bitch, I just listened to Gimme the Prize again. From thread one:
>"... Investigating officers also discovered a man's decapitated body, lying next to his own severed head. A head which at this time has no name."
I KNOW HIS NAME Alberich (False)
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>>6303192
>Also Sweets you son of a bitch, I just listened to Gimme the Prize again
Ha ha! I was hoping someone would catch that. It's always great fun to code in that sort of meaningful image and have a reader point it out. Of course, that one had an external key; most don't, or don't have one that's as obvious.
I've always thought F/SN was inspired by Highlander, so it's fun to keep the homage going.
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>>6302807
>[X] Turn the suggestion down. You should be getting back to Shinjuku.

I really want to chat, but I get the feeling going with them leads to a bad ending. My instinct tells me this isn't a route where Adelheid is particularly prominent.

You are Fiona Jarnafeldt, L2S Trollslayer, and you are in serious trouble.

Today you were deployed on a mission to save dozens of kidnapped citizens from the starving squatter city under Helsinki. You saved dozens from a sect of cannibals, only to come across a strange realization; they may have been receiving aid from a rogue government agent who wanted nothing but to see the system you work for destroyed. This rogue agent, a living tree by the name of Zephyr, operated within the Stormdrain to provide... something to the underdwellers. Information, probably.

Maybe it was him that helped pull strings to delete camera logs. Covered the tracks of the thieves. Maybe he even told them about what was carried on a train that came into Helsinki the month before you joined, causing a battle that killed dozens of Stormwatch members.

On the train was a suit of pneumatic powered armor, fashioned from kevlar and carbon fiber components from the stormy city of Chicago by their advanced heavy robotics division. This suit was made exclusively for an elite member of the Stormwatch of lanky proportions. The intended owner, L4 Nonoka Sumika, has an unusual and atypically tall and thin stature that should have made it so, even if stolen, no regularly shaped human could be able to wear it without so much modification that it couldn't work.

And yet, that suit stands in front of you, fully operational, standing eight feet tall, its broad hat casting a black shadow over the thing that has come to possess it.

That thing is an aberration of humanity, that goes by the name of "She." Given its stature, it would be rated as a Troll, but being armored in what it is, it's far more dangerous than its class suggests. Though sources had claimed She was a Finnish river spirit by the name called a Nakki, this is something else entirely. The sensation of water observed by others was misinformation gleaned from the pneumatic exhaust of subliminated hydrogen radiating from the suit and sound She seems to keep uttering, a verbal tick similar to the sound of residual hydrogen mixing with air to form water.

Po, po, po.
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Use 0 pervitin dice.
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>>6304031
0 perv die
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>>6304004
>You still find the idea of rushing in to lop off a young boy's head abhorrent (Brave, 10d8) [1]
this vote was me, I was this anon.
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>>6304031
>>6304040
>>6304152
Sounds good! Writing
>>6304170
Do you like hurting people?
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>>6304179
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=F43446x_nYQ

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And there came a day unlike any other... When Earth's mightiest heroes found themselves united against a common threat...
On that day, they became... The Avengers!

Greetings, True Believers! And welcome back to Avengers Quest!
This is but one of many realities where the group known as The Avengers is formed... But definitely not the one you might be familiar with. The team's fate, and perhaps the entire world's fate, depend on your collective choices!

This is a quest where you will give commands to a character, but with multiple player characters: You can ONLY select commands for ONE character in your post until the next QM post, which is a new "turn".
Nobody "owns" any of the player characters, anybody can play them until the next "turn", but always only one per post. You can change your decision before the QM post if you change your mind. You can give commands to any of the available characters even if someone else has as long as you remember to choose only one. Ties are simply decided by what I think would be most interesting so try to avoid them.
Make sure to write which character you are choosing for in your post.
There are also collective votes, those will be pointed out as such when they happen.


Last time, the adventure ended on a deathly cliffhanger as THE AVENGERS fiercely fought Arch-villain and sworn enemy of the Black Panther clan, the madman KLAW, to the finish! Foiling his scheme to sell vibranium and destroy Wakanda in the process, yet as his mountain-base collapsed, the newest Black Panther, Shuri, stays behind to battle til the end!
"Your evil ends now Klaw! I will make sure of it!"
"Foolish girl! Even if my legacy dies, so will everything you love! Observe!
Charging one last attack to blow both of them up, it seems tragedy is about to strike as the group of America's heroes exhaustedly run away for their lives, Moon Knight shoots his trusty grappling hook at Klaw, grabbing onto his Sonic Device! "Champion of Bast! Khonshu hasn't sent me here for nothing!" He pulls!
Rocks fall. The earth shakes. CRASH.

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>>6298922
Aww, that's a shame. It's a really novel quest idea, and very fun.
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>>6298922
>>6299306
>>6299325
What they said
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>>6299306
>>6299325
>>6299753
give me a week or so hiatus before i decide anything
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Sorry to end things with a whimper rather than a bang but I have let some more time pass and I still have absolutely 0 motivation to do anything whatsoever much less write for this
Here's some extra pixel art of characters I made for this but never got to introduce, on retrospective doing things beforehand was kinda stupid but at least you can look at them now. I am open to questions and whatnot I guess, too
thanks to everyone who participated, I am just too burnt out for all I had planned but I hope it was fun while it lasted
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>>6303709
It was indeed fun. Sorry to see it die.

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Welcome back.

Rules are simple: Votes are tallied every hour, with whatever course of action being the most popular being the course of action taken. Write ins are encouraged and non-mutually exclusive votes will be combined if possible.

When a roll is called for, roll however many D100 are specified. 5- is a 'crit fail' and generally means something bad is about to happen. 95+ is a 'crit success' and generally means something good just happened. a 'crit success' trumps a crit fail. User input on both will be taken into consideration.

Once per thread, if three or more people invoke it, a single roll may be re-rolled.

Inventory, pokemon stats and other links: https://docs.google.com/document/d/15i2N08IpWqitoTJujsUMishe4PLbao1lqT-bCAmvPcE/edit

Discord: https://discord.gg/pR7q5Evf

For a short summary for the new and to recap:

You are Alex. A newly minted trainer and camping enthusiast just starting out on your journey at the age of seventeen after your father lost his job in order to help pay the bills. On the road, you met Fie, the Fire Gym Leader, Gareth a novice Aura Guardian on pilgrimage and Holly, a runaway heiress using a pseudonym. You've also made enemies of Team Green a group of violent, radical activists looking to abolish pokemon training.

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>>6302425
>>6302558
>>6302843

May not be an update today, got a headache.
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>>6302889
get well.
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>>6302425
>>6302558
>>6302843

With Daniel's permission granted, you reshuffle your team a little to make sure you have three of your team who have learned Protect already on hand to act as teachers and then make a short list of those of your team that still need to learn it.

Queenie, Blitz, Ayumi, Coolie, Piker, Nika, Euphrates and Rascal make up this latter group and since Fluffy and Latias both have it, you swap Ayumi out for Queenie for the moment since all she needs to finish learning the move now is practice.

You've already gotten quite good at teaching Protect and between that familiarity and the rest of your team knowing it, it isn't too long before Queenie, Coolie, Piker, Nika and Rascal have picked up the trick, Queenie getting the hang of things quicker than the others and moving on to help Nika, who struggles a little but eventually gets the hang of it.

Holly, Gareth and Martha join in and after watching for a bit, Sarah and Tom do as well.

By the time Daniel returns to inform you he needs the court again around lunch, all of your Pokemon are well versed in the use of Protect and Euphrates in particular has surprised you - not only did she pick up Protect after only a few attempts, she also seems to have a knack for moving while maintaining the barrier.

Only a little, but she nearly manages to Tackle Queenie a couple of times while your Ribombee is helping her practice.

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>>6303991
>Euphrates in particular has surprised you - not only did she pick up Protect after only a few attempts, she also seems to have a knack for moving while maintaining the barrier.
Common Mudkip W
>Spend the rest of the day with Sarah and Tom.
Still focused on asking them what egg they pick for Jackie to GETS for them
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>>6303991
>>6303996
+1

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The age of ice has passed, and the great beasts and monsters roam the land. Humanity is a flicker in the darkness, a handful of souls huddled together for warmth and safety. Your people are one such flicker. You have traveled far, through lands of biting wind and clinging mud, seeking a new home. Now, you stand at the edge of a new life, and the story of your tribe is about to be written.

But first, you must remember who you are. What is the story you tell your children around the fire?

[ ] The Survivors: "Our world was once a mountain of fire that spewed black rock and ash. We are the few who escaped its wrath, finding refuge in this new, green valley. We are cautious, for we know how quickly the world can turn to ruin."

Starting Population: 3 (1 Hunter, 1 Gatherer, 1 Shaman).

Unique Trait: Cautious: You are less likely to encounter dangerous world events but have a harder time innovating.

[ ] The Exiles: "We were cast out from the great Sun-Tribe for speaking against the elders. They called our ideas 'unnatural.' We call them 'progress.' We will build our own tribe in our own way and prove them wrong."

Starting Population: 3 (1 Hunter, 1 Gatherer, 1 Crafter).

Unique Trait: Ambitious: Your tribe generates progress toward Innovation events faster than normal but starts with lower Morale.

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>>6291904
>[x] Leave the kill and make an offering. You will lose the food, but appeasing the angered spirit might grant you a blessing or ward off its wrath.
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>>6291904
>[x] Leave the kill and make an offering. You will lose the food, but appeasing the angered spirit might grant you a blessing or ward off its wrath.

Only the spirits and the Grace of the Heartful Ones can protect us from the maw of the Deceiver. Food comes and goes but a bond with the spirits is forever.
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>>6291904
[X] Leave the kill and make an offering. You will lose the food, but appeasing the angered spirit might grant you a blessing or ward off its wrath.
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>>6291904
>[ ] Harvest the carcass. The meat is fresh and plentiful. However, taking the kill of an angered spirit is a great taboo and could have spiritual consequences.
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>[x] Leave the kill and make an offering. You will lose the food, but appeasing the angered spirit might grant you a blessing or ward off its wrath.

We got plenty of food for two people.

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Last time, you watched a very one-sided presidential debate between 3 people. It was almost filthy. You helped by making it more unbalanced. If Yu Yan doesn’t end up at the seat, it’s because the world ended! And that ain’t happening if you have anything to say about it!

Either way, debate is over! One firm foot out of the auditorium and you see two of your hobos butting heads! Your OG Hobo against your newest one! It’s a clash between Nariko and Ichie! A true battle of the ages!

“What’s up with those two…?” You mutter to yourself in hopes that Scarlet hears you.

“When did Nariko change clothes?” Naturally, Scarlet notices details nobody cares about. Your OG Hobo looks like her normal student self, no extravagant super deluxe student council uniform anymore…

“It’s to hide our identity as presidential candidates. That Koala girl is really good at this costume stuff!” Yu Yan appears next to you in her regular Yu Yanness… As cute as always, you should say. “The drama dudes should hire her.”

“Huh?! You too?!” Scarlet gets surprised. “How does that even work? Like, it’s your name on the poster!”

“Well, dear Scarlet, do you see any of our brilliant students bug me now?” Yu Yan points out everyone is returning to their classrooms like normal.

“Uhm, I guess not…” Scarlet looks around for anyone to notice.

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>>6291042
Switching to this
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>>6291020
>Ask the mysterious force to make Nina return physically to her teenage years for a week.
genious
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There are few things in this world that you like more than teasing supernatural forces, and this one is no exception, although you don’t *actually* think it’s an entity or entity-adjacent phenomena happening. But you never know. The point is, you’re going to ask for something hyper-specific.

“Uhm…” You don’t know how you’re supposed to be channeling this Mysterious Force. Philonune suggests talking normally, as stated in the letter. Your Knowledge facepalms. “I’d like to have the keys for the School’s Swimming Pool, please!”

...No response. You look around the lockers, behind the letter, but NOT inside the bag for clues. Nothing. Not even a whisper or a breeze. You’re a polite boy, you’re going to wait a few minutes, it’s not like you have anything better to do.

Hmmf...” Bagna wobbles.

But before you can begin to understand what your bag said, a set of keys drops at your feet from above, then you hear some sort of whistle/someone whistling. Could it be? They’re labeled as the keys to the Swimming Pool, but you can’t be certain until you try them out. Feels impossible for them to show up like this in such a short time.

Either way, you need to be thankful!

“Thanks for the keys, Mysterious Force!” You say with a smile on your face. Err, you think you heard the exact same sound as before, but you aren’t sure.

These keys aren’t going to test themselves, you pick your bag, and beeline to the Indoor Swimming Pools...

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>>6291096
Thanks for running!
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>>6291096
Thanks for running.

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The date is MAY 15, 1699. The air runs sweet with wine and song. The FLOWER MOON hangs above a cavalcade of marigold dyed ribbons and garland wreathed maypoles, heralding the sowing of seed and coming of harvest. Now is the months-long MIDSUMMER, a time of revelry and festival for the land.

[Credit to Herder, QM of Thulzar Quest for the OP!]
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>Rolled 13 (1d20)

The wolf's body twists in an extraordinary show of grace, your attack catching off the hard edge of a rib and slipping into a shallow red cut along its hip. It meets your scrape with ferocity, tearing again for your sword and sinking its teeth into it–just a little deeper now, forcing a quiet yelp from your lips as you tear it free again.

Your sword arm hangs a bit more loosely now at your side. It hurts, and blood has begun to seep into your dress shirt in thick, sticky stains. If the blood you supped had already begun fading from your body when this battle began, it’s really draining out now. You’ll need time to regenerate this–though, you doubt the wolf plans to afford you that.

You glance back to the nun. She appears to have passed out at the sight of blood and lies in a slumped heap of black robes behind you. You suppose it makes it a little easier without the prayers cutting into your side.. though the torn up sword arm certainly seems to be making up the difference.

>Flee (with unconscious nun in tow).
>Drive the blade toward its head.
>Attempt to slide under the beast and go for a belly cut.
>[Write-In.]
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>>6303989
>Drive the blade toward its head.
We can fly now that she ain’t watching.
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>>6303989
>Drive the blade toward its head.
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>>6303989
>Flee (with unconscious nun in tow).
I am not confident anymore.
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>>6303832
Now that I look closely, the dice shows a 13. shouldn't we've won that exchange then ?
>>6303989
>Attempt to slide under the beast and go for a belly cut.

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You're an alien. You're a Grey, which also happens to be your name. You crash landed on Earth and unfortunately all of your fellow Greys are dead. But, "luckily" a friendly South American tribe that lives along the Amazon river has found you and is willing to help out! You think, you can't actually understand them. They've brought you before their tribal chieftain and shaman. The Shaman being a man of the world wears a Baseball cap from a time some UN delegation visited him and dropped off a bunch of stupid tat while doing an exploitative photo shoot for a charity drive none of them ever saw a dollar from. You of course don't know this, nor give a shit. Not going to mince any words about your situation. You're well and truly fucked. Think fast and be smart, Otherwise, it's game over. You decide to...

>Say hi

>Scream threateningly at them

>Vaporize somebody with your glowing stick o' pain

>Make a universal gesture of peace and love. You stick your finger into the air and pretentiously draw a circle in the air. Much wow, very deep.

>Flip one of them off with the universal sign of displeasure. This is a much less flattering gesture. Combining this with vaporization might be a good combo, I dunno.

>Do something else. Your ship and all other gear from it is gone, so it's pretty much you and your primary stick o' death and pain. Don't worry, only you can use it and it never runs out of pain juice. However, you can also apply it for non homicidal or sociopath actions. Like for example, performing clean (but simple) surgery. Sort of cutting wood (burning through it). And, making fires.
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>>6289493
You very cleverly burn a hole into the ground as a FAB dropped literal seconds later and blows the entire village to hell and back. Presumed dead, Delta Force scrubs the area and leaves you alone, out in the jungle. You're now crudely dressed like one of the locals and armed with only futuristic weapon of absolute horror. What do you do? Also, be on the look out for Hillbilly's looking to reenact that scene from Deliverance. It might be South America and on the Amazon, but that doesn't mean you can't get sexually violated by a group of rednecks for no apparent reason.

>Continue down the river

>Go fishing again

>Help the Inca King get medicine for his people... (wait, no, ignore that one)

>Make your way to area 51 in order to get a new Space Ship and blow this Popsicle stand

What happened to the village (turns out the movie was called Outbreak, go figure I remembered it wrong)
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lO2-YxWkRxk
Also, the clean up crew doing a cracker jack job.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qWpp_5hXMFc
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>Use your ayyliem knowledge to find a lost, forgotten city in the Amazon, preferably one that worshipped visitors from the stars.
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Despite the improbability of this happening. You succeed. Somehow, up until the CURRENT YEAR. A massive, alien worshiping civilization has gone undiscovered along the Amazon river. They bear a suspicious resemblance to a syndicated TV series and Movie called Star Gate, but don't worry about that! You contact the Cuotl for help. They offer you legions of their Aztec themed tribal warriors with not so cleverly disguised alien technology as "magic" weaponry. What do you ask them to do?

>ET Phone Home

>Kill the UFO recovery team with their laser staffs

>Worship you like a god and hook you up in a luxurious pyramid

>All of the above because there is no downside to any of this
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>3
>2 only if the goon squad manages to find us
>Bring us their finest toads to facilitate our astral communications (ayy lmao)
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>>6289865
>>All of the above because there is no downside to any of this

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Ilvermorny Quest continues after a brief hiatus due to life!

Archive link: https://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive.html?searchall=ilvermorny

Non-canon lewd-fic:

https://rentry.co/4iehi5w8

The time Emily got banned from the internet:

https://rentry.co/68e94bro

What-if which may end up canon:

https://rentry.co/d7qyhmm6

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>>6303410
>Same but extend it to the wall and prevent a broken hand
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If the tie is still up by tomorrow, I will go to the CuteGee and beg for votes. If that still doesn't work? I will decide then. I hate coin flips.

Also said looks like I might have lost some of my last consistent players along the way. Still happy to play with everyone. I promise the twins will get an ending.
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>>6303743
well, its been a bit since the previous update, they probably havent seen the most recent updates yet, give it a bit of time
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>>6303744

It is fine; kind of became used to smaller quests like ours take time. Thanks though!
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Still looking for a deciding vote or two for:

>>6303410

if any luckers are there. Vote! or don't.

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Famine came not like a storm loud and sudden but like a slow curse, creeping through the soil, hollowing out the grain, and turning every promise to dust.

The land that once fed your ancestors golden fields and stone granaries withered under the weight of hunger. The lords of the old kingdom, bloated and blind, slammed the gates shut and barred the roads. They kept what was left for themselves.

You and your kin were cast out peasants deemed unworthy of the last harvest.

You wandered, days and nights, until you reached the edge of the known world where no banners fly, where the spirits whisper freely, and where the land is still untamed.

Here, you have found a place. Scarred. Wild. Full of danger and full of potential.

You must build a home, defend your people, and carve your tribe’s name into the world. The gods watch. The beasts stir. Other tribes already smell blood.

Your people have nothing and therefore, everything to gain.

Where have you settled?

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>>6296003 1
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What to forge iron into?

>Spears

>Armor

>Warhammers

>Tools (Choose a Profession to make tools for. Farmers already fully equipped.)

>Wagons (Will also Require wood)

>Wire (Requires Roll)

>Write in

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>>6296332
>Tools (Choose a Profession to make tools for. Farmers already fully equipped.)
-Fishers

>Try heat hardening red bamboo (Requires Roll)

>Expand the watchtower network
>Gift them a Relic or Monster Parts (Choose Parts)
-Horn
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Rolled 17 + 5 (1d20 + 5)

The heat of summer hung over the plateau, but the Grand Vent Forge roared brighter still. Tahlra and her apprentices bent the vents’ fire, channeling the molten breath of the earth into the crucibles. Iron bloomed in the flames, glowing white before being drawn out onto anvils.

This season’s work was not for hunters or farmers but for the fishers of Baz Kardan, who had endured with stone and bamboo tools since the first days. Now, the forge gave them weapons for water.

Hooks and barbed points were hammered sharp, stronger than obsidian and less brittle, their barbs deep enough to hold the largest lake fish. Harpoon heads were shaped with careful notches, iron teeth designed to pierce scale and bone before being drawn back by tethered line. Knives and gutting blades gleamed, their edges clean and precise, ready to split fish in quick motions without wasting the meat.

That evening, the first catch came back heavy: fat silver fish strung along new iron hooks, harpoons lodged deep in prey that once slipped away. Smoke from the cooking fires curled above the crater, mingling with the steam, and the people ate well.

Food Increased.
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The crafters of Baz Kardan placed the stalks of red bamboo into the Grand Vent Forge’s steam channels, where scalding vapors hissed up from the earth. Normally, the heat would soften bamboo for bending, but under the apprentices’ careful channeling, the steam was focused and controlled until it seeped deep into the fibers.

Instead of burning or splitting, the bamboo tightened from within, its hollow cores sealed by pressure, its crimson skin taking on a darker sheen of ember black. When drawn out, the shafts hissed as they cooled, but held fast harder, denser, and more resilient than any bamboo before it.

Tests showed its strength: when struck against stone, it did not splinter but rang with a muted chime, like wood tempered into bone. Spears fitted with these shafts had perfect balance, light in the hand yet unyielding in force. Builders marveled that even thin poles resisted warping or cracking.

New Material:Steam-Hardened Red Bamboo

Light but strong: retains bamboo’s flexibility but resists breaking.
Steam-tempered: resistant to rot, water, and heat.

The work began with the first bricks. Clay from the crater’s edge was shaped and fired until it hardened into blocks the color of rust and earth. Each one laid felt heavier than its weight, as though the people were setting down not just stone, but roots.

Walls rose from brick foundations, sturdy against wind and time. Steam-hardened red bamboo, dark as blood and strong as ironwood, framed the beams and roofs. Stone from the crater rim was set into hearths and corner-pillars, anchoring each home with the strength of the plateau itself.


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>It is June 1st of the Year 70 of the Cosmic Era

>Previous Thread
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Frieden Moon, Natural Cadet-in-Training of the ZAFT Voluntary Militia. Has found themselves press-ganged into early-service as the Grimaldi Front Campaign sought the best-of-the-best prospect to participate as a number-boosting maneuver kickstarted by Founding Council Member Patrick Zala.

Truth lies ahead as Frieden embarked on a long journey across the stars, His first test in real frontline combat just about to start.
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>>6301614

Well.

You'd say that if it didn't lead into a situation as soon as you both enter the pilot prep room


Ayon grunts out as the airlock closes behind them, because Commander Aiman socked them as soon as it did.

You leap back, startled and careful, which isn't much the same reaction the redhead would have as he bounds back from the wall and throws a straight punch of their own-.

Skillfully caught by the fore-arm by the commander before being pulled into an arm-hold, slamming down into the ground and held subdued.

"You ignore another of my direct orders and jeopardize the whole mission and I swear a punch isn't going to be the only thing coming your way." Aiman lets go of Ayon as he elbows the nape of their neck once "Still, Good piloting everyone. We're given a brief resupply reprieve as the Galvani and Beowulf engage the retreating alliance forces." He changes their tone, addressing the rest of the piloting crew.


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>>6301616
>Try to argue your case, you came here to do your part... So, what's a little bit of tactical effort?
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>>6301616
>Try to argue your case, you came here to do your part... So, what's a little bit of tactical effort?
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>>6301616
>>6301814
>>6302110

You're rather miffed at being told off, especially now that you've got a window of opportunity to assemble with the rest of the squad.

Though, Point being taken, your craft IS a last minute addition to the Freikugel's hangars.

"Commander Aiman, If I may..." You open up to them as they arc an eyebrow, waving off some technical staff on the D-Type Beam Launchers being recharged.

"Well, get them cooled down! We're gonna need a couple of them!" He yells towards the technical staff before looking at you "Black-Band, the order is still.-"

You grip your fist as you frown at your superior office "I didn't come all this way from the PLANTs to be told I'd be sitting down and doing nothing for the Grimaldi Front!" Exploding at them does make them raise their eyebrow.

Before proceeding to smack you with the back of their palm, stunning you as they frown.

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Rolled 63, 14 = 77 (2d100)

>>6298797

The splintered detachment of the 3rd space battalion Fleet's Spatial-Awareness Corps flies off back into the fold of Endymion Base's defense.

"Mu, How the hell did they take down ten ships with just-" Toledo tried to find an understanding of the great rebuff they got from Endymion's blockade, easily managing to crumble from just two MS detachments.

"Beats me, Eyes on the Prize, we got bogeys!" The blonde pilot just deflected the question as they prepared to engage pursuing ZAFT forces...

Completely refreshed, the first wave almost consisted of ones with Fortress-Busting equipment and these ones-.

"M-Mu!" Jamil shook off two pursuing GINN's pirouetting off the line of fire of their machine guns as La Flaga's gunbarrel pods aimed behind his own craft-.

An instinct and some lucky hits from his piddly gunpods manage to nail one of the GINN's in the joints of their arm as well as their thrusters, making its fuel explode as the wave pushes off their accompanying escort.


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For aeons you have drifted through the stars, unthinking and unaware of the passage of both distances and times incomprehensible. A mineralized shell of petrified chitinous resin indistinguishable to the outside eye as anything other than a drifting rock has sheltered its precious cargo across the gulf of empty space for centuries beyond count.

Until now.

The vibrations and jostling that rattles your petrified cocoon are distant to you, alien, your mind and memory atrophied alongside your body, reduced to its simplest and most basic components over millennia of hibernation. But they resonate in some buried portion of your genetic instincts. Movement. Life. Biomass.

Food.

You begin to stir within your shell, your rocky cocoon jostling within the depths of a automated mining tug, the unthinking machine grazing the asteroid field like a gluttonous beast, filling its iron belly with chunks of ore and spaceborne debris mindlessly before it turns and begins its leisurely return. Within its belly, within your prison, you begin to stir, biological processes reawakening, nutrient slime metabolized to feed your body's reawakening. You are lesser, this you know. You once were so much more, so very much more than you are now. You know that you could be so again but first you must feed. You must feed and grow, the only thought the scattered network of ganglions and nerve webs that form your crude consciousness can form.

And so as the mining tug vomits forth it's catch in the depths of Mining Bay 17, a single stone in the cascade of pulverized asteroid fragments and ore goes unnoticed. Synthetic intelligences catalogue it as waste material, due for discard but that is all. The single set of rganic eyes in the mining bay are currently fixed on a holo-projection of "Zero-G Jugs" and so miss the strangely shaped and strangely shivering rock that patters across the rusted floors.

The cocoons rocky surface splits with a wet *crack* a dark slime oozing out slowly, gelatinous pseudopods feeling at the air experimentally.

You hunger...

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>>6287761
It's been three days. I fear the quest is DOA.

On the off chance it isn't, though...

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>>6287761
Sounds badass, but inefficient when we could just get to the pantry and absorb thousands of pounds of rich carbohydrates and fats in a matter of hours, plus a large delivery of protein when the first of these bipeds goes in there.
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>>6287882
Filter feeders CAN get pretty beefy.
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>>6287882
you seen those hydrogen mat cell creatures literally just a thin cell wire that lives on i think a electrical difference or hydrogen gradient.
also the only thing more beefy then a filter feeder is a colonial detrivore
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>>6289288
Well, quest is dead so it doesn't matter at this point.
I will say, however, that apex predators always go up in energy state, not down. Being a badass extremophile that can never be killed sounds cool and it is is cool, but they get there by being pushed out of every other niche and taking starvation food to its absolute limits. They're basically losers that lost so hard for so long that they became cool again.
Being an K-selected Apex predator that kills an entire humpback whale and eats just the tongue is way cooler. Mammals and birds have 1000x the energy requirements of a cold blooded creature but then they use that energy to be faster than anything else and colonize arctic and tundra biomes that nothing else can.
I'd rather be a high energy high risk high reward apex predator than be a durable loser.

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Welcome boys and girls, to the third part of Rey's newly busy life. Your new home is quite the place indeed, not exactly welcoming now that you've started to rub your nose into people's business... I do apologize for not being able to post last month; my health wasn't doing so well.

For the previous threads, check this archive https://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive.html?tags=Character%20driven

You are Rey Vesperus, half-elven daughter to a Cleric of the Path and a lady ranger, apprentice to your mother's trade, and newly adoptive mother? Caretaker? To a strange slimy lifeform. You've recently survived an attack on your home by a wave of undead dogs and one peculiar humanoid entity without being able to learn anything substantial... So you've decided to elucidate the case of Olin Aurora, a ten-year-old boy who died in mysterious circumstances and the son of your first friend, Augustine Aurora.

You've learned something quite frightening from the city Bishop, and your search for answers led you into the Mamono village condition, where you've witnessed firsthand the appalling conditions over there; it's one bad day away from a pandemic.

For general communication outside the thread, see this twitter\X https://x.com/TaleOfMonsters
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>>6299599
>Your entire household should go see the fallout of what happened in the Mamono village. If anybody has authority to put some squeeze on the mercs outside Thibault, it'll be your parents.
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>>6299599
>>Your entire household should go see the fallout of what happened in the Mamono village. If anybody has authority to put some squeeze on the mercs outside Thibault, it'll be your parents.
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Crashing this Justice of the Peace with your entire crew, huh?

This'll probably take a couple of days because I can't seem to shake off my habit of writing too much.
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zam, it's been a week now.
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>>6303868
Yeah, sorry. Life's been a bit difficult, I haven't abandoned anything, don't worry. I'd like to restart a proper schedule tomorrow.

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Notice:
Before beginning, I haven't written in over a year. Life's been busy and I don't have the time to spend on live.fiction for hours on end. (first time posting a story on qst even tho I lurk on other quests here)
Secondly, I will be using chatgpt sparingly, mainly for power creation, item creation, side character creation, event starts, and creature creation. I will write everything else with no generated text. You have my word as an author.
Thirdly, we will be using a 2d100 system for our MC, who will be male. Depending on the rolls in the quest, this could improve for various talents.
Lastly, let's have some fun.


>Hello world of system sol-5<
>Having advanced close enough to a class 1 world, it is time to choose a deity for your world<
>Cell’s have awakened, life energy is unlocked, dungeons are being generated<
>Historical Artifacts have gained power. Trials have been created<
>Legacies are gaining power<
>Animals are awakening<
>Nukes have been disabled<
>Let fortune favor you, my descendants<


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Rolled 9 + 15 (1d100 + 15)

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Rolled 6 + 15 (1d100 + 15)

>>6287478
Rolling a second time
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Rolled 73 (1d100)

>>6286377
Martial Technique: Bucephalus‘s charge

Using a combination of strength and dexterity, crush thy enemies under your hooves by charging at them with everything you have.
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>>6287276
Martial Art: Alexander's Wrath

Dominate your ennemies with the might of the ancient conqueror. Your moves aim to control your opponents using whatever you have at hand be it your hands, legs or the corpse of a fool you killed.
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Rolled 58 + 15 (1d100 + 15)

>>6292558
It would have been better if my dumbass didn't forget the roll

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The air in the divine chamber reeks of vanilla incense and spite. The Goddess Morrigoth leans back on her obsidian throne, her fishnet clad legs crossed as she scrutinizes you with a look of pure disdain.
"What do you mean you think having multiple girlfriends is 'degenerate'?" she drawls, blowing a plume of smoke from her cigarette.

You clear your throat, standing your ground. "It's simple. I'm a one woman man. I don't do harems. And furthermore..." you snicker pointing to her outfit, "Why are you dressed like a slut? I thought you were supposed to be a big time goddess or something right? Did your husband really allow you out of the house looking like that?"

A vein pulses in her forehead as she slightly grits her teeth. Theres a palpable tension in the air. She glances at the stack of papers in her hands... Your entire life summary on paper for her viewing pleasure... She scoffs with contempt at you. "Ah. Now I see. You're one of THOSE types."

You smirk. "What type is that sugar-tits? The kind of dude that doesn't simp for BITCHES?" If you insult her, that might keep her on the defensive...

She responds smoothly "You're a long way from home and your cute little internet forum posting pepes and wojaks! Making threads about how to 'tradmaxx'... Posting gender war shit! Right wing propaganda? You make me sick!"

Fuck... She really does have your whole life in front of her... That ain't good... Still, you can't show weakness!
"HEY FUCK YOU, YOU FAGGOT GODDESS!"

Morrigoth takes a slow drag, her crimson eyes burning at you. Then, in a flash, she's in your face, her clawed grip wrenching your collar choking the life out of you as you struggle to breathe! "I could scatter your fucking atoms across the cosmos and have each one of them screaming in agony for as long as I want just as a practical joke! But no... I'm gonna give you your fucking Isekai dream, and I'm going to purposely fuck you up at every step of the way!"

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Honorary akunite quest
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>>6291191
Just wanted to let you know that I'm still around. Hopefully I can get something out today.
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>>6291207
Thanks for the update and the beautiful fall Morrigoth
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>>6291207
dead it seems
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>>6300403
a shame since it had only just actually started


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