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/editDiscord: https://discord.gg/pR7q5EvfFor 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.Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
>>6309525Good luck, personal stuff hits hard.
>>6309525"Well, I think I'll stock up on some battle items." You say after a moment's thought."I'll get medicine." Holly offers."Then I guess I'll spring for food and whatnot and Gareth can get poke balls for anyone who needs them." Martha finishes, earning herself a thumbs up and a nod from Gareth at this notion."Right, let's go to the shops then." You say, clapping your hands together now that that's been settled.Battle Items tend to be more of a pharmacy thing, in your experience.They're not legal in the League Circuit, having been barred some years ago on the grounds of the side-effects that excessive use can have.Simultaneously, the League hasn't completely outlawed their use, acknowledging that there are circumstances that warrant their use.Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
>>6311156The other item that catches your eye is a pack of Red Cards.These started as a bit of a gag to your understanding, years ago - some smart ass gave his Alakazam a Red Card and explained the concept of a foul in sport and battling to it and in turn, the Alakazam regularly whipped out the card whenever it was attacked.And while initially, it just resulted in an amicable end to a battle or else a pause in the battle as the guy's opponent wondered what was wrong, apparently the guy and his Alakazam figured out a way to 'charge' the cards with a low-level pulse of psychic power that could then be triggered to give a simple command.Namely, 'Return' or 'Switch' or a similar phrase that would one way or another result in the opposing pokemon being swapped out.Apparently, their idea had worked so well the duo had quit battling and founded a manufacturing company instead to produce these Red Cards and swiftly found a customer base in their fellow trainers who'd fallen victim to this trick previously.To your understanding, it's a bit of a niche strategy, owing to the cards disintegrating upon use, meaning that generally it's a once-per-battle deal, but it still strikes you as an effective means of ruining somebody's plan if you gave one to say, Rusty or Kay O-o.Given you're dropping a lot of credits on this, the pharmacist decides to chip in these items to the discount as well, leaving a sizable chunk of your money gone, but leaving you with four of each battle item for each of you, the Leftover Pot and a full pack of Red Cards.Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
>>6311178>>Spend time with one of your team. (Who?)Piker
>>6311178>Go spend time with your siblings.We likely won't see them in a while.
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.Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
>>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.
>>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.
>>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.
>>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.
>[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.
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.Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
>>6291042Switching to this
>>6291020>Ask the mysterious force to make Nina return physically to her teenage years for a week.genious
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...Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
>>6291096Thanks for running!
>>6291096Thanks for running.
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!]
>>6311073I never said the damage wouldn't be self inflicted
>>6311092"You.. you want to--" Your voice cracks. You clear your throat. "You want to sex.. fuck?"The look on the monster's face is all it takes to bring you to your knees. You've brought liches to heel with your touch, made reapers moan into the air in ecstacy. Have you fallen so far? That you can't bring this troll, an quotient point or two higher than a nearby rock, to even look your way..?"What the fuck are you doing?" The fairy hisses. Oh shit, that's right. You're not even here to fuck the troll, you're here to save the nun.>Engage in combat to slay the troll.>Sweep up the nun and flee.>[Write-In.]
>>6311317>Sweep up the nun and flee.>Insist that it was all an elaborate ruse.We were just pretending to be retarded!
>>6311317>Sweep up the nun and flee.
>>6311317>Sweep up the nun and flee.Please don't tell anyone about this Mr. Troll
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.
>>6289493You 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 standWhat happened to the village (turns out the movie was called Outbreak, go figure I remembered it wrong)https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lO2-YxWkRxkAlso, the clean up crew doing a cracker jack job. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qWpp_5hXMFc
>Use your ayyliem knowledge to find a lost, forgotten city in the Amazon, preferably one that worshipped visitors from the stars.
>>6289860Despite 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
>3>2 only if the goon squad manages to find us>Bring us their finest toads to facilitate our astral communications (ayy lmao)
Rolled 73 (1d100)>>6289865>>All of the above because there is no downside to any of this
Ilvermorny Quest continues after a brief hiatus due to life!Archive link: https://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive.html?searchall=ilvermornyNon-canon lewd-fic:https://rentry.co/4iehi5w8The time Emily got banned from the internet:https://rentry.co/68e94broWhat-if which may end up canon:https://rentry.co/d7qyhmm6Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
Rolled 18 (1d100)>>6306677
>>6306699Very nice. Good that you rolled before>>6306713So, some good stuff at last. Nothing too big but a little boon, depending on what wins the vote. Even a couple of points can make a big difference in my experiences, however.
I will likely close this by the end of the evening if any lurkers wish to vote. Thank everyone for checking this out.
Rolled 31 (1d100)>>6306677
big news, HeadQM's back
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?Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
Rolled 2 (1d2)>>6296003 1>>6296007 2
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 inComment too long. Click here to view the full text.
>>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
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.
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 BambooLight 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.Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
>It is June 1st of the Year 70 of the Cosmic Era>Previous Thread>>6252039>Tip Jars: If you enjoy the writing, consider sparing some dimes if you're able.>patreon.com/Maxwelllallwell>ko-fi.com/maxwelllallwellFrieden 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.
>>6310054>>6310473>Moebius Sensor Arrays = 24 (Majour Failure)Spencer was unsure why he even was following Mu all the way over here... But he trusted his judgement as the comrade he had stuck through thick and thin.But a Mobile suit even managing to sneak inside of Endymion was ridiculous, not with the battle raging over the surface"Sensors are busted from the N-Jammer interference, and I don't think the camera network from HQ is working if the structure's getting iced." Spencer groaned, seemingly all his options to confirm it besides relying on his partner being exhausted "We need to get back to Cruz and Natte, This was-."Mu's immediate rebuttal was unexpected from his usual confident poise "No! This is-! This is different... You Remember when we were on Yggdrasil? Before the whole spatial-awareness corp?"Having both come from Career soldier families, their service having involved that battle in something as fragile as a Mistral was deemed miraculous for their own survival in it and yet...Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
>>6310054>>6310474"This base is compromised as it is... I can't justify this bloodshed on my record and to the public, We're Evacuating."So that's the order to retreat... Spencer could already feel Cruz's womanly intuition having already predicted the tide of battle."Apollo! The wall!">Killstrike = 93 + 20 (113, Majour Success)The wall collapsed in whole, A Mobile Suit of spiked proportions and refined thrusters coming out of it as its heavy blade, affixed as a Bayonet to its rifle swung downwards towards his craft.There was nothing he could do, caught in the surprise of it all.Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
>>6310472>>6310126>>6310080>>6310070Gritting your teeth and evading Gunpod fire, you toss away your spent rifle and fetch a fresh one from your hull, ready to fire back at any moment of respite from their coordinated barrage.As the other Moebius-Zero joins in you start to struggle, their coordinated firing lanes somehow leading you all over but-.Noticeably moving into one direction, as a thrill runs behind your spine, making you realize you're heading towards one of the Auto-cannons firing line!>One rocket in the chamber = 50 (Minour Success)You shoot off the last remaining rocket in your rocketpod, disentangling the wire-guiding system and discarding it as the pod's shot off by gunbarrel fire, its remaining propellant fuel igniting into an explosion that rocks you away from the turret-fire-.Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
>>6310477>Attempt to forcibly disable the Moebius, shooting its gunpods and engines.This is a tougher challenge though.
>>6310477>Shoot down the pilot before they become a danger to you.
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...Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
>>6287761It's been three days. I fear the quest is DOA.On the off chance it isn't, though...>>6286322 +1
>>6287761Sounds 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.
>>6287882Filter feeders CAN get pretty beefy.
>>6287882you 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
>>6289288Well, 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.
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%20drivenYou 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
>>6310191>Invite her into your home today. What Hanabi may or may not be doesn't matter; you can't rely on the human side of Eichenwald alone to elucidate the mysteries here.Mention the "raised" Mamono and the attack on our house, she might know them personally; or be able to narrow down their identity. It'd be odd if she can't but I doubt that indentured "servants" aren't a thing so its not as if the entire population would be contained within the slum. And if someone is targeting the Queen's Agents she might need to ensure that a lower profile is kept.We may well need to go back to Belmont to renegotiate the terms of the deal; things are expanding far too rapidly And we simply need more manpower The easiest way would be to get help from the Church.
>>6310191>You'll keep this fox at an arm's length. Everything she said is...Mother's Mercy, you have another important discussion your family tonight.zam, she's an important actor and now we have a clue as to why the tusks were doing shit here
I'll close votes at around 5 pm today
I'm too tired to write today, so I'll extend voting until tomorrow morning.
>>6310191>>You'll keep this fox at an arm's length. Everything she said is...Mother's Mercy, you have another important discussion your family tonight.
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<Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
Rolled 9 + 15 (1d100 + 15)>>6287276
Rolled 6 + 15 (1d100 + 15)>>6287478Rolling a second time
Rolled 73 (1d100)>>6286377Martial Technique: Bucephalus‘s chargeUsing a combination of strength and dexterity, crush thy enemies under your hooves by charging at them with everything you have.
>>6287276Martial Art: Alexander's WrathDominate 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.
Rolled 58 + 15 (1d100 + 15)>>6292558It would have been better if my dumbass didn't forget the roll
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!"Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
Honorary akunite quest
>>6289283>>6290244>>6290740>>6291191Just wanted to let you know that I'm still around. Hopefully I can get something out today.
>>6291207Thanks for the update and the beautiful fall Morrigoth
>>6291207dead it seems
>>6300403a shame since it had only just actually started
You are Charlotte Fawkins, Herald and heroine. With the power of your positive spirit, you have overcome deceit, defeat, and divine possession, and now you are going to save the world. First, though, you need to get your stolen Crown back— no matter what obstacles lie in your way. Or boring meetings."You're late, Ms. Fawkins."Lucky is as glad to see you as always. "Am I? Or are you just being—""Don't sweat it. We weren't that far in." Eloise pats the chair next to her. "Lucky likes repeating himself, anyway, so it's like you won't have missed a thing. Actually—" Here she stage-whispers. "—we already knew a lot of it, so—""Mr. Blaine is offering his own insight," Monty says patiently. "It's nice to see you, Charlotte. Sit down, will you?"You were planning on it— have been trying to, actually, but the chairs in the Wind Court meeting room are uncomfortable-looking and, more crucially, don't have holes in the back. You settle on sitting at an angle, so to not crush your tail. "Where's Madrigal? I thought she'd be—""She had other business to attend to. I'll fill her in afterward. Mr. Blaine, could you start over?""It appears I must. Unless we have other visitors I should know about?" (Monty shakes his head.) "Very well. From the beginning. At an unknown point early this morning— most likely between 2 and 4 AM— a barrier sprung up around, roughly speaking, the entirety of the Corcass. This barrier is circular or ovoid, pitch black, several hundred feet high, and unnatural in origin. It is impenetrable to casual testing. The perpetrator of is barrier is no mystery, because identical barriers have been sighted progressively eastward for approximately a month and a half. They are the work of—"Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
>>6303420>I would've liked one more named-character death for maximum dramawow ok George RR MartinJacques and Roscoe weren't enough for you
>>6303438>Jacques and Roscoe weren't enough for youAnd Fake Ellery and Branwen and Monty... but Fake Ellery doesn't really count :^) All I'll say is that I didn't fudge any rolls: I said at the start of the thread that the fate of the volunteers (and everyone else) wasn't predetermined, and indeed it wasn't.
>>6303335>I know how I feel about the quest coming to an end. How do you feel about it?Tbh I've been a perpetual lurker for years at this point. Been reading through some of the earlier threads just for fun. I think I'm gonna feel very strange, about not seeing that Drowned thumbnail in the catalog anymore. It's honestly as much of a staple here as Saiyan Conquerer or DYB or whatever other long running quests up rn. I'll miss it.
>>6303758>Tbh I've been a perpetual lurker for years at this point.I have lurkers?!...Well, thanks for reading! If you feel like emerging from your hideyhole, next thread will be a good time to do it, particularly if you'd like to weigh in on the Literal End of the Quest (you'll know the vote when you see it). If you're picking away at the archive but wish it was less of a massive brick wall of threads, stay tuned for an announcement coming soon--- it might be of interest to you.> It's honestly as much of a staple here as Saiyan Conquerer or DYB or whatever other long running quests up rn. I'll miss it.Aww, thanks, anon. That really means a lot.
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No matter how much you tried, and try you did, you had never seen your teacher this serious, this focused and grim. Unless a call from the Greater Spirits came, which they did....not too rarely, but this was a different kind of feeling to her eyes you'd seen when those came. This was like your teacher, wise and learned as you knew her, was preparing for an End. An End that she could see but had spoken nothing of to any of the village or even you for that matter, which absolutely unsettled the Chief of course, as they were, by right, to be told of any impending danger and doom, by the claws of monster or hands of man.Unless this was the work of Spirits.The thought alone gives you a shiver.Spirits, being of incredible power and strange variety, had never caused the village any trouble for so long that the idea of it was a small heresy to even imagine. No spirit sent a message without reason, never came to the village themselves, never even seemed to consider the village as anything but something far out of the way and you had the idea it was because the place was so awfully boring and routine. The way you saw it and how your teacher described, which you thought she was really good at since she told much cooler stories than that old stumbling Storyteller who peeked in on lessons with that scowl on his wrinkly face. You'd never say that out loud of course, but you hung onto your great teacher's every word as she spoke, and a part of you fears how quiet and focused your teacher is. How grim their eyes are and how her usual smile had been thinned to a line of pure concentration. You feared, perhaps, the pact she'd told you of at the begining of your lessons had been broken. Had the Greater Spirits called on your teacher to settle some debt the village had incurred? Has there been a breach in the pact so severe that only her head could satisfy them? Had the Greater Spir---"Child", calls your teacher as she fastened the straps of her old and yet beloved travel pack. The thing has been around the study hanging from a hook for almost as long as you've been her pupil. You almost thought with how it was always there that it might be her first pupil but as silly as it is, it was always there as she taught you her lessons of communication with spirits and important rituals. "I need you to visit with the Elders, especially the Chief. I've written a good few things on a letter they must be given, a good few things they must know, how to do them, and the why of the matter. I need you to hand it to them and then go to the workshop, gather the Skygem before going inside, and then lock the door behind you. Do not open it for anything. Do not open it even if the chief himself comes slamming on it and ordering you to."
>>6309106You continue along the slopes towards the west, finding no real dangers on the way but you think you should always be careful, since you've experienced what happens when you let your guard down while hunting something before and you're amazed your shoulder wasn't permanently mangled. The salves your teacher gets from the village healer truly are works of magic.Heyra occasionally steps to the side while she leads you, like she's avoiding something and you follow her lead and open up your spiritual eye to see what might have caused her to veer to the side like she does.>81And you do so, clearly just in time to see some kind of hazy mass nearly collide with you if you hadn't moved out of the way. You lock into a combative stance and Heyra holds you from attacking whatever this thing is."Easy now, Capran." She says. Her assuring tone calms you a bit but you don't like the fact that you nearly ran into something you can't even see normally. "You mustn't disturb the peaceful dead just trying to get by. It seems as though the strange energy of the mountain locks spirits into being earthbound and cannot easily pass on if they become entwined with it.""Is that why the Trailing Fog might be here then? The energy that causes these changes must have kept the souls of beasts from passing on?"Heyra looks at where the strange invisible mass continues along down the slopes towards the south, wandering calmly and with a perfectly set pace.Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
Resuming Wednesday morning folksAs an aside, would you all prefer a set date and time compared to what's been happening so far? It might mean fewer updates but it would be more reliable
>>6310001either way works for me, do what's comfortable for you
>>6310001>>6310205What they said, your storytelling is worth it
My apologies for not being clear I mean next Wednesday. I had a dental appointment today and I hate that place
Grand Zen-Oh, the omni king and ruler of the omniverse has declared there will be a massive tournament to be held in his honor. A grand affair between several universes, each battling it out for the very right to exist. And at the forefront of this grand spectacle will be the Saiyans of Universe 7, who Grand Zen-Oh has grown fond of watching battle. Twenty eight years ago, the Saiyan race were annexed into the PTO as just another race, one of many sent to conquer other worlds. Now, the Saiyans are widely regarded as the strongest warrior race in the entire Seventh Universe, defenders of the PTO led by their strongest, the “Dragon of New Salda” General Karn and his family.You the players will (most often) control Karn. A man who has grown from his lowly beginnings as a 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 well over a dozen powerful and unique children, a mentor and teacher to his fellow Saiyans, and the best hope for his universe's continued survival. No one warrior can hope to battle eight other universes' strongest fighters alone and hope to prevail, one man's power and skill won't be enough to overcome the looming threat of extermination. But this coming battle will be the ultimate test of how you've lived your life until now, the choices you made not only for yourself, but for the fate of your entire universe.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 votingComment too long. Click here to view the full text.
>>6290850hit's not gonna waste that essentially free bounty, champa convincing him to do it is perfectly in character though.
soon
>>6291229i'm seated.
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It's time! >>6291267
