In this world, you are a rare case.You were born and raised in a village whose residents all hailed from the same clan, one which possessed a power and a ferocity which made it feared by those living outside. Everyone in this village, from the elders to the clan leader right down to the children, was a natural-born killer – in that sense, you aren’t so special.“Ryō-kun,” the leader told you just yesterday with a wide grin, “all you have to do out there tomorrow is follow your instincts… don’t think, just kill!”Well, when the village settled on picking a fight with one of the five great powers of this world your instincts told you that it was a stupid idea. That little voice inside your head was screaming that invading Kirigakure was a stupid idea that was going to get you all killed, so that was the feeling you went with even if it made a lot of your clansmen pretty mad.But you stood your ground.They were so confident in their raw power and ferocity that they never questioned the wisdom of the plan… to the degree there was one. Your own parents even promised to come home and “deal with you” later, which of course was a threat born of complete delusion. And even if you doubt that they’ll ever make good on their threat, you have no doubt that once Kirigakure manages to get over the shock of the attack they’ll be calling on your village soon.Your hair and the markings on your forehead are easy enough to get rid of. Even if you cut those things away to disguise your bloodline hair and flesh grow back. But after scraping together what little money exists in your village and packing away some dried food and water, you decide not to burn the village itself. Wiser maybe to ignore that first instinct and not leave any obvious signs that anyone was left behind to survive.…Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
>>6392253“I appreciate the honesty,” you answer, “though I’m still not sure how I earned the scrutiny.”“I know a little about the reasons,” Ibiki-san tells you. “Right now there are two competing narratives. Am I right in thinking that the ‘white-haired foreign girl’ who helped get Lord Third’s grandson out of trouble a few days ago was you?”Wait. “Konohamaru-chan is the Hokage’s grandson?”Ibiki-san nods. “That is one narrative. The other is drawn from the memories of our elders, who fought alongside Lord Third in the Second Great War – including in the Land of Water.”That would account for some suspicions against members of your clan, assuming that these elders once fought against the Kaguya. It’s likely that such an encounter wasn’t without consequences, for either side.“A member of my clan killed one of their friends?”“Uchiha Kagami-san,” Ibiki-san tells you, “one of their teammates, and a protegee of the Second Hokage. This was shortly after Lord Second was killed in battle, and Lord Third was confirmed as his successor. Before I was even a glimmer in my father’s eye.”Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
>>6392694“I appreciate that you can’t share any more than that,” you nod, satisfied. “After all, it’s not your place to tell me even how many candidates to watch out for, let alone which and why.”Ibiki-san nods once, before collecting the last of the forms. “That is what I had to say.”“I have one question,” you ask. “About psychology. Is there a way you would suggest learning it?”The proctor of the first exam regards you with something approaching curiosity. “Finish this exam first. Then I’ll make sure you get a reading list.”…You rest well that night, and assemble the next morning over breakfast. The instructions you and your team were provided guide you to the right place without difficulty, and when you arrive there are already a few teams present but certainly not all of them who passed the first stage. The others trickle in as the appointed meeting time draws closer. Five minutes after the meeting time, the second proctor arrives.“Good to see you all bright and early!” she greets you cheerfully. “Like I said yesterday I’m Mitarashi Anko, and I’ll be the proctor for the second stage of the exams. The test this time… will be a survival battle over these.”Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
Rolled 8 (1d20)>>6393081
Rolled 6 (1d20)>>6393081Getting praised by Ibiki feels dangerous.
Rolled 11 (1d20)>>6393081READ THE CONTRACT!That is all
Your name is Terian Choke and you are an Urgi. You were stationed as a petty technical officer on the planet of Newroost by the Accord government, which is completely fine by you. You have very little interest in being a military engineer working on the front line against the machine collective or dealing with renegade Redwing regiments out in some cold space colony; instead having the job to secure territory and maintain bases in the blue zone of your species new homeworld. This is also, completely fine. What is not fine is that the bird you bet on to win on is losing all of his events.”Swim damn you! Swim you sorry excuse for a bird!”In the Consortium, every type of competitive event is open to sports betting. You may be halfway across the galaxy; but your credits are just as good here or there. Zaloon racing is supposed to be the best type of sport to bet; since the racers are too stupid to take bribes or get disqualified for cheating. They just take whatever performance enhancing drug cocktail their handlers make for them; which is all public information. Perhaps you should have studied biochemistry more if you wanted even more of an edge.”GO ORANGE!”He overtakes Blue, then Orange and Red come up close behind. They close their armor plates together and squeeze the water out of the interim space; the diving section of the race is next. You know your racer is going to reach the base of the river first with his own body's divebell technique. Unless...”No! NO!”He stops to take in breath, giving critical seconds for the other racers to make it to the dive site. He overshoots his oxygen he'll need, as two other racers rapidly dive to the finish at the base of the river.
>>6391831>red foundationFound the Esaal spy. Blue foundation only, here! This is the Hegemony!
>>6391964I'm ESL and it shows.Anyway, in the book series, the protagonist set up some Omnissiah-tier psyop for soft power over neighbouring star powers
>>6391970I was just making a joke, ESL Anon. Don't sweat it.
Don't have any update for today but would like to get back on it soon, maybe tomorrow or the day after. Thank you for your patience.
>>6393277Poggers. Waiting eagerly
Pick race and location. I'll try to update daily at least.
>>6375717>>6375824"You want proof," you say. "I'll get you proof. But I need more than just directions."Tanner's good eye narrows."I need your best warriors to help with the ambush. And your spies. The ones who know when the watch changes, which guards are lazy, which paths are blind. I hit that shipment, I hit it right, or I don't hit it at all."He's quiet. You can see him weighing it, trust versus caution, hope versus survival."You're asking a lot," he says finally."I'm offering a lot."Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
Rolled 91, 94, 28 = 213 (3d100)>>6375935Inside:Pieces of armor. Not Phoenixian make, foreign, ornate, covered in script you don't recognize. Gold inlay. Intricate patterns. Too fine for common soldiers. Maybe ceremonial.A massive red gem. Big as your fist. Pulses with faint light from within. Warm to the touch. Not a ruby, something else. Something that feels old.A dozen clay tablets. Covered in dense, tiny script. Language you've never seen.A stack of books. Leather-bound. Some newer, some ancient. More unknown script.And a stone casket.Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
>>6375939Hmm... >Suggest you need more information before attacking a whole port city.Our men are strong but few. Best to use them with the utmost precision.
>>6375981Another factor here to consider is that we and our targets are both immortal. We lose nothing but momentum by waiting for information. If the situation turns out not to be to our advantage, we can just leave and hit another immortal.
>>6375939>> Agree. Burn New Dawn. Hit them hard, hit them fast.What if we smuggled our undead into the city? They could even walk underwater. They would start biting the citizens, and unleashed a ghoulpocalypse in city.
The past few months had been rough. Your severance package turned out to be worthless in the wake of post war inflation, and even in one of the supposed seats of Pact Joint Command you couldn't find a stable job. Trying find work outside the Pact was nearly impossible with how destroyed your reputation was with the Raihan Empire.One drink turned to three quickly, and soon you were telling anyone who would listen about the hardships. The undue, unjust, and entirely of no fault of your own, hardships.---Make a choice. You are currently a little buzzed, but a few more drinks shouldn't hurt.>Complain about having to moonlight in the pharmaceutical industry, and getting no thanks. A bump couldn't hurt.>Decry the squalid living conditions you've had to endure, despite your charitable work at the local clinics. Pound one.>Rail against Solei, who is an unimaginative prick. Take a shot.
>>6391719You broke the news to the Saurian as carefully as possible, informing him that there would be optimizations for his ships due to a new order which could not be ignored. You told him that his clan would be gainfully employed harvesting raw material and paid in proper credits. He looked at you for a moment and spoke. "Games." That was Magnavax's response to your thoughtfully worded heads up that production of his ships would be delayed. "Why games?" The Saurian responded, his translator competing with the bass rumble of his true voice. "Recompense. As much as can be asked in my position". AR images bombard you with Saurian script and pictures of historic games; Go, Fangqi, Xiangqi, Chaturanga, Petteia. He had really done his research. "Games to train, to learn. Business is war by another means. Games will teach business."You weren't exactly sure that Magnavax was aware of how vague that sentiment was, but you also weren't about to turn down such an easy way to resolve the matter. "Very well. We will discuss "Games" after my business negotiations." He nodded at that, and left.--Ruhi was pleasant company on the short shuttle ride to Hyron's ship, a Glory-S this time. She always charmed but kept the details of her personal life to a minimum, and in turn asked little of your current state. The corridors of the Glory were familiar to you at this point; stately, a bit archaic in layout, but functional. An armed contingent of Noto's own guard escorted you to a well furnished stateroom. Wood, plush carpeting, fragrant oud burned somewhere out of sight. "Fantastic! You both made it!" Hyron was genuinely pleased to see you, his manservant had already seated you and Admiral Ruhi, bringing out glasses of Armagnac and...almond stuffed dates. You wasted no time in consumption, an active mind needed to be fueled, sometimes frequently. Ruhi only nibbled lightly on a date and nursed her drink, observing the room. "Why so demure? live a little." He looked at her for a moment before she looked into her lap. "I'm entertained. I just wait for the show to begin." her hands made a halfhearted flourish in your direction. Just like that, Hyron's attention was fixed on you causing an abrupt swallow of half chewed dates and almonds. It wouldn't go down. You were choking, he knew it, you knew he knew it. You pounded the entire glass of Armagnac, the liquid's alcohol burn turning to pleasant heat and vapors that cleared your sinus cavity. "Well then, let us begin." Hyron's staff dimmed the room without being asked. Soon your holographic display of the mining ship was present.3/4
>>6391721The ship was thoroughly picked apart over the next several hours. Hyron apparently felt the other states within the Pact were plotting against him, paranoid or not he wanted something of a show of force. When you presented the mining beam, that sold him. He just wanted the entire ship militarized and capable of repeated firings. It only necessitated an entire redesign, one that was costly. He proved unconcerned, and had recently sold the transport fleet to one MassEx, turning a tidy profit in the process. Strong cognac was the only drink provided, and everyone present was red in the face from it. "I reason, if you finish that hyperdrive project soon enough, the ships may be obsolete for our needs. Wise, no?" Hyron wobbled slightly in his chair. Planting your cane into the supple carpet you pushed yourself up and gave the lord a military salute. "To the greatest mind of Noto!" You were born in Shima after all. Hyron raised a glass in mock toast. "Here here, Glasner." Ruhi just looked away slightly, covering her lower face with a hand, snickering. "Yes, to you...Glassy." The Lord of Noto lit up at that. "Glassy!" You hid the surprise well, unsure if that was a reference to Kryska or not. "Glassy, you can do this for me yes? You can make Noto mighty again, will you not?" He staggered and grinned. Of course you agreed.--Captive as you and Ruhi were, eventually the evening came to an end. "As much as it pains me, friends, I must retire, and your shuttle awaits. Admiral Ruhi, if you so deign, my ship has space for this evening."Choose:>"Actually, the Admiral and I have further business to discuss on Ex-Nihilo.">Stay silent.
>6391723
>>6391723>Stay silent.Oops
>>6391723>"Actually, the Admiral and I have further business to discuss on Ex-Nihilo."
"There are more things in Heaven and Earth, Horatio, than are dreamt of in your philosophy"- HamletThe 20th century was a turbulent time for the human race. Wars, weapons, and atrocities beyond imagination occupied that hundred years, making an indelible mark upon the history of the human race. Discoveries and inventions, both good and wicked, propelled human society to new heights of technology, knowledge, and power. Yet as man's mastery over the Earth grew stronger, a sobering discovery was made. The human race would find that perhaps they were not so much in control of the natural world as they had hoped, and that the sciences and discoveries that could propel the species to new heights could also bring about its undoing.It began with an incident in London in 1925, when a live Brontosaurus was supposedly brought to the city, only to rampage and escape. The story was covered up, evidence suppressed, and most believed it to be nothing more than a tall tale. Then, in 1933, the world would be changed forever.Filmmaker Carl Denham and his crew returned from a voyage to a far-off island with "The Eight Wonder of the World", King Kong, a gigantic ape the size of a large dinosaur. The creature escaped captivity and rampaged throughout New York before being gunned down atop the Empire State Building. Kong would not be the last monster to terrorize the United States over the decades. The ferocious Rhedosaurus terrorized New York in 1953, and the United States would face threats ranging from giant insects to giant octopi.
>>6383263I don't think a 1 day tie was the reason for it, specially when he rolled on ties before
>>6382296+1
Where are you, OP ?
Bros...
>>6391369It's over.
You are Marnie, a 16 year old girl living in a digital ark known as City 87-O. All your life, you've wanted to leave, and just recently, you've come close. Along with your Digimon partner, Phascomon, you climbed the Tower at the center of the City and came close to exiting through the spinning vortex that serves as the only way out. Alas, your plan went awry, and the City's ultimate guardian thwarted your greatest dream. The shock and desperation pushed you to overexert your partner, triggering a Dark Digivolution that he only barely survived. With your partner wounded from the attempt, and your friendship frayed from the stress you put him through, you've only just began to set things right again. Now, with your strength greatly diminished, you're continuing your journey with fresh eyes. This time, you'll climb the Tower and escape this stifling playpen. This time, you won't lose sight of what matters. This time, for sure, you and your partner will finally be free.==Thread 1:https://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive/2025/6216903/Thread 2:https://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive/2025/6254189/Thread 3:Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
>>6393004>Activate your shield. You're being attacked, all it takes is one button to put up this protective barrier. It can take an unknown amount of force before breaking and needing to be recharged, try and use it to ward off the move.if he's going to get THAT close, we have a number of options.
>>6393004>Activate your shield. You're being attacked, all it takes is one button to put up this protective barrier. It can take an unknown amount of force before breaking and needing to be recharged, try and use it to ward off the move.Trying to race a Champion Digimon even with hi-tech rollerskates is suicide. I don't trust the grapple gun with wheels like that either. Shield can be recharged plus it puts him close enough to be damaged in turn
>>6392709That second chance would have been nice but I like our current companions anyway.
>>6393004>Activate your shield. You're being attacked, all it takes is one button to put up this protective barrier. It can take an unknown amount of force before breaking and needing to be recharged, try and use it to ward off the move.Forget the faith.
>>6393004>Activate your shield. You're being attacked, all it takes is one button to put up this protective barrier. It can take an unknown amount of force before breaking and needing to be recharged, try and use it to ward off the move.
It had been a long time coming, with all the danger and boredom that was to be endured by soldiers. Days and weeks in the wilderness, months of training and retraining, and unknown time just... lost.And then there was the mixed quality of leadership, the painful highs and lows of bonding with other soldiers... Of being tied and getting to know people who would reveal themselves to be unstable, or sick, or worrisome... And some of the good ones would just die.It wasn't exactly clear what the point of it all was. Was it all a mistake? Was it a joke? Cruelty? A scheme to make money?The mind and body was exhausted. "Red" was saying that the chance to come home was available. It was time for leave, R&R. Maybe weeks in rehabiliation... Physical and mental. Maybe even a padded room and a cocktail of medicines.
>>6380090Jack looks to crucifix with confusion for a second before acceptance takes over his face. "Fair thing to do with what can happen in the work. Make there be a lord that will watch our backs. If not we will just have to do it ourself."
Someone said that we didn't want to lose track of Godmother or Jack, so here you go.https://discord.gg/kDWbTwGY )The extraction makes most of the group nauseous, but after several hours, along with proper showering, drinking, and eating... It ultimately doesn't matter.The group is contained inside a safehouse inside a cabin, inside some woods, inside a timeline that isn't documented very well or labeled. It could be a fragment, a post apoc, or a regular world.
>>6381599(Done.)Godmother welcomes the presence of modern amenities again, which help put some distance from the frontline combat he's seen. He now has a defensibl location again, which helps with stress management. Mostly he's spent time taking inventory and attempting to monopolize any and all explosives to rig manual perimeter traps. Nothing that would accidentally blow anyone up, so he says, just "insurance".
>>6381599Whelp new area I guess means taking stock of things. Maybe send a scout to map the area and hope for some supplies to work with. "Now that I think about it more. The base said something about vampires. Should be see if red can bless some water and does anyone know their weaknesses?"
>>6382371Red and moreso Asvos have filled Jack in on vampires, and done proper introductions..
This quest is intended to start out as a setting generation game that will gradually turn into a mythic narrative with your influence affecting more specific events as the world becomes more definedThe starting assumptions (open to be altered) are: A single earth-comparable planet orbiting a yellow star, supporting water-based life forms with an emerging hominid intelligence.to begin, pick one or two of the following categories, and add a description of a development or feature in their/its natureCosmic: The overarching nature of the universe or the planetary alignmentSolar: Involving the sun, the cycle of orbit, the source of light and heat and energyMeteoric: The composition of the atmosphere and celestial phenomenonEnvironmental: The terrain, the composition of the ground or the climateOrganic: Any kind of living presence, distinct lifeforms or biological developments Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
>>6374012>Meteoric Organic: A colossal asteroid careens into the planet and from the rubble sprout networks of thick, colorful vines.
>>6374012>Solar Majestic: The "Sun" above this world, is no sun in truth, but a ball of blazing divine ichor orbited by the planet and smaller moons, bathing them in the essence and "love" of the being who bled to create this strange sanguine system, imparting them with life and divine spark
>>6374012>>6374015>Sapient Organic:The vines sprout buds of vegetation and meteoric rock, splitting, growing, shifting into a kaleidoscope of living species embedded with stone. Some lose their ability to harness the sun's love directly, eschewing green flesh for crimson as they devour their fellow organisms. From this primeval chaos rises a sapient species, able at once to consume others for sustenance and channel the divine might of the sun into mystical rites and miracles
Once upon a time in Kirigakure there was a young gennin Kunoichi ready to do ninja stuff.This Kirigakure was not the same village it used to be 150 years ago. The bloody days were left behind and children needed to get into adulthood before they could start serving their village as alien magic ninja soldiers. The seventh Mizukage, Mai Terumi, is set in making the village a great place where everyone can be happy.( Welcome to "Filler Chronicles" a joke and low quality drawquest set in what I remember of The Village Hidden by the Mist (Kirigakure) from Naruto. It will have very few text because this is an excuse to make many fast drawings about cute ninja girls).
She never got to have her clan...
>>6375394Welp, it was good while it lasted
>>6375394:(
>>6375394Welp, was fun while it lasted. Sad to see it end so soon.
>>6375395>>6375490>>6375702>>6375774Sorry, I'm not made for heavy lifting. I'm just a cheerleader.
Today has proven to be what the children like to call "a mixed bag".On the one hand, your most recent achievement has secured your legacy as the Great Artificer Rinaldo mac Tamera for centuries to come. Your life's work on the transfer of immortal souls between mortal vessels finally came to fruition in human trials. For the first time in history, the successful transference of consciousness from one body to another occurred through a fully understood mechanistic process that can be repeated without the use of divine magics. Thanks to you, resurrection and immortality no longer belong to the realm of miracles, but instead lay within the bounds of mankind's science!On the other hand the reason for the rather impromptu field test of this technology means that you probably cannot return to your home Realm any time soon. See, for various reasons the Jade Star Emperor decided to execute you - the Great Artificer Rinaldo mac Tamera - on a set of trumped up nonsensical charges. He could have just charged you for sleeping with one of his thousand wives, but unfortunately cuckoldry is not an offense punishable by death... and it would have been far too great a shame for him to admit. The exact charge was High Treason and Conspiracy Against All Life, the latter of which had not been dusted off since the Void Cults got killed off a thousand years ago. So for the crime of comforting a lonely woman, off came your head. Though not until they destroyed your atelier, and your sub atelier, and the ateliers that you had set up on various orbitals across the system, and the ateliers you built a few star-jaunts over on the Astral Plane. They burnt most of your books and journals, too, countless references and decades of accumulated knowledge gone up in smoke.Then they killed you.Then you woke up in the one atelier they missed. The one atelier you kept in such a grand backwater that you're quite certain that the locals never even heard of a Jade Star Emperor nor understood that all humanity across all material planes belonged to the Jade Star Empire. You forgot you even kept spare bodies in this place until the connection pulled your soul from your corpse and into the body you currently occupy. Looking at your current self in the mirror, you suddenly remember why this facility had a back up body to begin with.Golden hair, golden eyes, long slender ears and limbs with wiry muscles beneath a pillowly layer of squishiness. A fair sized bosom that you never had in life, and certain things in particular that are missing and replaced with other things that are best left unspoken.Looking out the window, you see a beach and signs of a tropical climate. You built this atelier to have a workshop attached to your off-the-books vacation home. Of course it would have the ability to grow homunculus bodies for your use. You didn't expect to be living in the Mark One Elven Beauty that you designed on a whim, but it's miles better than being dead.
>>6376347>Of course, you helped them clean themselves. That's one of the reasons you know that their bodies hold no charm for you.
>>6376347>Of course, you helped them clean themselves. That's one of the reasons you know that their bodies hold no charm for you.Sex with Serie!Vigorous, babymaking sex with Serie!!
>>6376347>Of course, when Francesca offered to wash your back, you let her and returned the favor. Though, is it normal for... nevermind.
Welp
>>6376347>Of course, when Francesca offered to wash your back, you let her and returned the favor. Though, is it normal for... nevermind.It seems the Jade Star Emperor caught the QM...
Welcome to the Kingdom of Pangria, the only home you've ever known. Ruled by our mighty King Elion we have long since snuffed out the mysterious dark forces that once plagued our lands. It's been sometime since a monster sighting has occurred, but the darkness that once was has not been forgotten. The Queen passed shortly after the great battle and for years now King Elios has remained a recluse.-?- If you want to roll a character----choose an animal-------choose a class====== I will decide the rest======-?-If I like your character-- You will receive art and the character will have a role to play in Pangria.-?-If you don't receive art-----there may already be an animal of that species in use in the story already. ---I will decide the protagonist, once a protagonist is chosen we can continue.
>>6371248>>6371249>>6371250As the tired lawman places down the last ballot handed to him, a gentle breeze enters the room... mixing his neatly organized stacks together into a messy pile half falling off the table side. His body barely moves after a brief pause, then slowly he begins shuffling all the piles together and starting over with his counting giving a side eye to the room acknowledging the mistake quietly as he counts again.
>>6371239I'll vote for Fenren because rats are peak
>Bellfuh character themehttps://youtu.be/CMyvIDLAub8?si=7lEjgt74jQHUb_Sz>>6371255If not for the racoon, I'll vote for Master Pello. He sounds interesting.
>>6371244>>6371255I vote for Saki or Lacsar.
In for Fenren and the mouse-keteers
Nine years ago King Aiden Perenolde betrayed the Alliance and sided with the Horde of Orgrim Doomhammer. Nine years ago Prince Alric Perenolde, the second heir of Alterac was sent into exile for his own protection. This exile turned permanent and Captain Normand Garside, your guardian for the past nine years made sure that you were safe and learned the useful skills that would help you in the future.Now you are ready to carry the responsibility and unite the scattered Alteraci people and reclaim the lands that were once the Kingdom of Alterac.Malevus had marched into the Stormwind Keep wearing her red Silverthread dress and made everyone marvel at her. She had united those who were willing to help you and with Jaina by her side she had retrieved your sword and faced Arthas in a duel. Malevus won and he had lost. With you freed you had faced Varian in a verbal duel and in the coming days secured a strong position to yourself and the Alterac while ensuring his fall.With the Edict of King Terenas being lifted in one year, Alterac would grow stronger with each passing month. But what came next could change everything, the orcs were on the move with Thrall pushing for rescuing the orcs in the Internment Camps. At the same time Pai and Eligius were out there somewhere trying to rescue your little sister from the Syndicate.The dice were being cast and in the middle of all that stood you. You thought you were going to be ready, but would hope carry you far enough or was it one step on the road to disappointment?Welcome to Alterac Resurgent Quest!…Twitter: https://twitter.com/MedivhQMComment too long. Click here to view the full text.
>>6393125Would it really matter what Orgrim personally knows? The Frostwolves live in Alterac and should have a good idea of the Ogre's movements wouldnt they. I don't mind asking Thrall and Drek'thar but I'd think they'd have told Orgrim what the current situation was.
>>6393125>He was a great gladiator. The treatment he received and the Internment Camps he saw pushes him.>The way Taretha was treated by Blackmoore has made him swear vengeance.Blackmoore is the lowest of scum, petty minor Lord that uses his connections and his money to further his own lavish Life of women who can't say no and alcoholism. If us moving against him wouldn't consign the entire alliance against us and the people we are sworn to protect, we probably would have acted against him already.The conditions of the orcs are probably worse than can imagine, due to blackmoores cruelty and the possible danger that the orcs could pose if they shake off their lethargy
>>6393153If Thrall wants revenge I guess he might kill Blackmoore, which might be for the best. Though that could get really messy if the Fort also has to fall to do it.
>>6393125>He was a great gladiator. The treatment he received and the Internment Camps he saw pushes him.Alric fought him prior to his escape as a show fight and Thrall really pushed him. Orgrim's seen Alric fight now, so he can get that measure.>The way Taretha was treated by Blackmoore has made him swear vengeance.>Thrall knows not all humans are at fault. There are those who are considered good.Thrall had his human ally, maybe the Orcs consider this weakness, within Durnholde. As Orgrim knows, humans are not a monolith to be fought at every turn. But they are limited by the hierarchies and structures they make for themselves. Alric is no exception as Prince of Alterac yet forbidden from Alterac City.
>>6393125>>Orgrim can ask Thrall, it is not your business to talk about him.
Today is October 12th, 2024. You are a normal person, living a normal life, remaining completely unremarkable among over 8 billion others just like you. Today, you are going to manifest psychic powers, and your life will very rapidly cease to be normal. Who are you?> Jacob Porter, male, 25 years old. Works 2-3 shitty wagecuck jobs, splits rent with a tolerable roommate, almost exclusively engages with political media, thinks world is doomed.> Rebecca Sims, female, 28 years old. Homeless, addicted to heroin, probably some sort of undiagnosed mental illness. Got fired from her acting job after years of mounting stress and misery, lost her apartment, got disowned, and was never able to pick herself back up.> Casey Russo, nonbinary, 20. Junior in undergrad for computer science, participates in three clubs, in a sorority, has a part-time job and an internship with the campus. Uses amphetamines, sleep deprived, going to crash and burn.> Pete Pruitt, male, 36. Lives with his parents, works a shitty wagecuck job, entire life consists of helping his elderly parents, working, watching escapist slop, playing vidya, or gooning. Definitely has some sort of depression.> Thomas Duarte, male, 52. Lives alone, survives off social security and renting out some property he inherited. Alcoholic, stopped trying to quit over a decade ago, children and ex-wife hate or avoid him. Has pancreatic cancer that will kill him in ~8 months.> Robert Writt, "male," 31 years old. Uses /lgbt/ and /pol/ consistently, chud, closeted trans woman, hates himself, moderately suicidal, keeps to himself, has a decent job and splits rent with two roommates.> Gabriela Cabrera, female, 24. Always loved reading and writing stories, and was pressured into college. Has no long-term life plans, a knee-deep pile of debt, and a few months until she has a degree in literature. Deeply avoidant person, only thing keeping her sane is her girlfriend and some high school friends.Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
>>6369787psychic /pol/tard quest, go!
>>6369506> Jacob Porter, male, 25 years old. Works 2-3 shitty wagecuck jobs, splits rent with a tolerable roommate, almost exclusively engages with political media, thinks world is doomed.
>>6369506>> Gabriela Cabrera, female, 24. Always loved reading and writing stories, and was pressured into college. Has no long-term life plans, a knee-deep pile of debt, and a few months until she has a degree in literature. Deeply avoidant person, only thing keeping her sane is her girlfriend and some high school friends.Given the options, it looks like this quest is set up to be one of those "lolsorandumb" ones. But if not, here goes. (Perhaps someone should hijack this?)
>>6369506I'll vote for the middle aged Spiderman lore ripoff Pete Pruitt.Else I'll give a +1 to the Jacob Porter squad.>>6369787>that isn't a boring tumblr lesbian OCYeah all of the characters seem half assed, but who knows maybe OP can read the room.
Uh . . . hello?
It has been a thousand years since the last great cataclysm divided a once thriving world spanning empire and plunged it into utter ruin.The world was sundered by unknown magical forces, former allies turned to enemies, races resparking ancient feuds and descending back into conflict for few to take advantage of the chaos of it all. People survive, but most folk find that the ruins and relics are both valuable and dangerous, some not worth the price they enact.This is different though, this is worth it, this is finally worth the scrapping of mostly destroyed books, stories from people who heard those stories from long dead parents, and carvings on tablets that just mention shipments.The question is now, who follows the path?A: Nicolas Namelost: A Human, a scholar and minor magician. No family, no friends, a lost bitter man who learned his letters for loafs of bread and followed this path to make a name for himself.B: Burn the Exile: A Dwarf, a former smith who was banished after his armor failed a warrior fighting against a massive foe. The armor wasn’t built for that, but no one would listen. Bitterness, loss of purpose, and a spark of determination is all that keeps him going.C: Pick: Kobold, a sacrificed slave. Formerly held by a crew of adventurers who were exploring the mountain range, seeking treasure. A few kobolds slaves were cheap, and if one ‘fell’ into the river like Pick did, who would notice? Who cares where he ended up?
>>6370700>A: Grab the floating jewel.Get money get paiddddd
>>6370705The stone was in Pick's hand before he was thinking. It settled there, the heat of the gemstone burning into his hand as it sunk into his flesh. As he called out in pain, it fused with his flesh and he fell from the stool onto his back. He writhed and wriggled in pain before it stopped. It perhaps took a full minute before he realized it was all over.He looked at his hand, and in the center of his palm, the jewel had burrowed itself and stuck fast into his body. He tapped it a few times before a voice spoke out around him."Ah, not our usual Master, but not unheard of for a Kobold to take command." The voice drew the attention of Pick to it, a floating stone orb that pulsed with every word."I welcome you My Lord, to the Golem Forge of the Spinestone Mountains. I apologize for the lack of cleanliness, but we have been out of sorts since we were last inhabited by living beings of Imperial origin." It explained. “Though it seems due to your position in life and the time passed you may not be from the Imperial Capital...” “No matter, whoever holds the Jewel is in charge, and I don’t suppose you would want to give it up. This forge is able to create a manner of magical goods, primarily however it makes Golems and other Constructs, artificial creatures made of stone. By default, they can be controllleld by you, but other instructions can be given. “"Ah and for reference, we have 50 Animating Crystals ready to be used, along with 100 units of Stone for Stone Constructs. Other materials could be gathered, but that would require you to build Constructs of the proper type to gather them, or to build constructs to obtain them in a military manner.”Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
>>6370710>B: Battle ReadinessAdventurers steal Pick's treasure!
>>6370710>B: Battle Readiness
>>6370710>A: Resource Collectionwe shall eat dirt
Hey /qst/, I'm from China and wanted to share a log from a quest (basically an interactive CYOA/story) we ran on our local anonymous board, X Island. Hope you guys enjoy it.Here's the link: https://www.nmbxd1.com/t/55362191If you want to read the whole thing, you might need to sign up (only up to page 99 is visible to guests). Registration requires a Chinese phone number though, so fair warning.Also, my English sucks, so this was all translated by DeepSeek. Don't blame me if it reads weird lol.Not sure if this is the right board for quest logs, so I'm posting it here in /qst/. Mods feel free to move/delete if I fucked up.(and I already fucked up in /tg/ ( ﾟ∀。))
02/08/23(Wed)13:11:57 ID:EVHvrrR No.55415575302/08/23(Wed)13:13:02 ID:c4h0GlY No.55415594302/08/23(Wed)13:15:07 ID:RHZpOXQ No.55415623302/08/23(Wed)13:17:59 ID:DUKvUHK No.55415681302/08/23(Wed)13:25:09 ID:Q6LYflm (OP) No.55415829>Need to calm down!Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
02/08/23(Wed)14:15:35 ID:PUmGmeL No.55416977( ﾟ∀。) Now we HAVE to help Mimis02/08/23(Wed)14:22:50 ID:CYQirX1 No.55417151>>No.55416977Mimis already has him by the weak point (referring to [self-censored]) ( ﾟ∀。)02/08/23(Wed)14:51:20 ID:Q6LYflm (OP) No.55417951It's over ten minutes before Mimis replies. In the meantime, the big-[self-censored] junior from Room 13, 3rd Floor has hopped on the information superhighway, spreading like wildfire through the Freedom House watering hole!Ashen Remnant: 25cm? At least?! Is that even human? That's a collapsible baton come to life!Francois VI of Duwang: That's a collapsible baton come to life! +1Maieronde: That's a collapsible baton come to life! +1Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
02/08/23(Wed)15:06:38 ID:CYQirX1 No.554183982 ( ﾟ∀。)02/08/23(Wed)15:06:53 ID:HNvxTCC No.55418406202/08/23(Wed)15:07:01 ID:M56665U No.55418409202/08/23(Wed)15:07:03 ID:c4h0GlY No.55418410202/08/23(Wed)15:07:11 ID:RHZpOXQ No.554184192Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
02/08/23(Wed)15:22:50 ID:YiLKeVl No.554189162. This is so fucking awkward.02/08/23(Wed)15:24:08 ID:f383fGd No.55418947>Close the door, you've got the wrong guy ( ﾟ∀。)02/08/23(Wed)15:24:38 ID:Q6LYflm (OP) No.55418965>Act natural (Zhao Shi intensifies)(*TN:Zhao Shi,a South Korean cartoonist, is known for his comics featuring protagonists in awkward situations who try too hard to act natural)You casually make your way through, like Moses parting the sea.Don't these high schoolers understand the concept of personal privacy?!>1-50Delinquent girl gang blocks the way! Could this be an ambush?!Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
02/08/23(Wed)15:39:30 ID:EVHvrrR No.554193771If I remember right, three-on-one is against the rules, right? Doesn't count toward win streak if you lose.But if you win, that'd be sick ( ﾟ∀。)02/08/23(Wed)15:39:53 ID:CYQirX1 No.55419387>>No.55419377Amuro wrecking the Black Tri-Stars... Wait, weren't they three kittens? ( ﾟ∀。)02/08/23(Wed)15:41:20 ID:YiLKeVl No.55419424>>No.55419377( ﾟ∀。) Our grunt mech is seriously lacking. First win was terrain advantage, second was pure guts and luck. We only had a chance because our mech levels were close.If their gear's even slightly better, it's not so easy.02/08/23(Wed)15:41:49 ID:Q6LYflm (OP) No.55419432Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
